"I'm sorry Evan couldn't come with us to meet you," Roslyn said, slamming the trunk. Kendall was about to get in the back seat with Josie and Ronnie but she grabbed his elbow just in time and nudged him towards the other door. "Hey, I don't want to ride all alone up here like some chauffeur."
"Sorry, Aunt Roslyn," the teen said. He was tall and lanky with light-brown hair that curled over his forehead. His gray eyes sparkled. He had a tan that wouldn't quit. None of this was lost on Roslyn. Her libido was already working overtime.
If it weren't for those two angels in the back seat she might have kissed her lovely nephew on the lips. They'd always been very, very close. Roslyn could remember one particular time when the boy had came to her bed afraid after a bad thunderstorm. She'd been baby-sitting him for her sister. Kendall had been eleven. She'd hugged him close for hours and the boy had nuzzled happily between her warm, soft breasts.
"I've got a wonderful room for you," she gushed. "I'm reserving one half of the guest house for you. There's plenty of space. I know you like a quiet place to do your yoga."
"You still do it too, don't you, Aunt Roslyn?"
"Sure do. I'm hoping we can do it together." She noticed that Kendall blushed a little at this and remembered that he had mentioned something about how he liked to do his yoga in the nude. She trembled at the thought of seeing his lanky nakedness in various positions.
"You know that yoga sure helps me do other sports," Kendall said, changing the subject slightly. "I've been able to swim twice as far without tiring. Running comes easier too."
What about fucking? Roslyn thought. She laughed suddenly, surprising her nephew.
He smiled agreeably. Roslyn wondered if he had any idea how badly she wanted him. But surely he'd picked up her vibrations before. Their relationship had been more than just aunt-nephew.
She'd wiped his tears and soothed his hurts. She'd answered questions too embarrassing for his own mother. It had been her who'd really given him his first hard information about sex. She remembered how excited she become when Kendall had asked her what took place during the sex act between a man and woman. She hadn't spared any words. She'd tried to include every detail. And at the end of her talk – Kendall had been thirteen – she recalled how aroused the two of them had become. Kendall had had a terrific, pubescent erection and her own panties had been soaked clear through.
Roslyn glanced in the rear-view mirror at her nieces. Ronnie with her arm carelessly out the window, an ironic cast to her eyes. She was the aggressive one, the daring one, the crazy one. At nineteen there was something about the girl Roslyn didn't trust. And beside Ronnie sat the prim princess. Josie was the exact opposite of her sister in every way. Roslyn was sure the girl was still virgin. To look at her one wouldn't think that her shit even smelled bad. Oh she was a beauty alright. Not that Ronnie wasn't just as attractive in another way. But Josie was the most striking. That blond hair the color of straw. That white, unblemished skin. Her eyes big and blue and fathomless. And her willowy, innocent body. She looked spotless, cleaner than clean. A man could wash his face in her pussy. It seemed to Roslyn that a man might think such a thing. And none of her graceful, quiet charm had been lost on Kendall either. It irritated Roslyn to see the teenager staring unashamedly at Josie's long, white legs under that blue dress. He'd noticed her breasts too… what there was to notice. But it was Josie's reticence that really charmed him. Because she hadn't said much, Kendall seemed attracted all the more. Roslyn made up her mind to keep his attention so saturated that he wouldn't have time to fool with either of her nieces.
"Well, here we are!" she announced, pulling the big Chrysler up the driveway. As soon as the girls had gone inside, she took Kendall along to the guest house to give him a tour. When he mentioned that the plane ride had given him a few kinks, that he might like to do some yoga to stretch them out, Roslyn could hardly keep still.
"Kendall," she began, eyes downcast in reverence for the seriousness with which he took his exercises, "would it be okay if your creaky old aunt joined you in a little yoga too?"
"You're not creaky and you're not old," Kendall scolded her.
She went to hug him for the compliment.
"I need somebody like you around," she laughed. "You make me feel young again." There was a youthful heat coming through Kendall's thin shirt. She was sure to let him feel her big, round breasts. Maybe he'd remember that time when he'd been so young. The time he'd slept naked against her flesh.
"I guess I could do yoga in my skivvies."
"This is silly," she said, trying her best to sound completely matter-of-fact. "Everybody knows that yoga is best when done in the nude. I never wear a stitch," she lied. Usually she did wear tights.
"Yeah but…"
"Yeah but nothing. We're both adult."
Kendall looked a little abashed. He shrugged, smiling. "Okay with me I guess. I sure could use some yoga after sitting in that plane."
"I'll be back in a flash," Roslyn said.
And she was. She returned to the guesthouse wearing only a pair of bright-blue nylon jogging shorts and a halter top. She meant to shuck both of them as soon as possible. As she went in, she knocked politely and Kendall came to the door with a shy smile. He was wearing only a silk g-string kind of thing. It cupped his cock and balls and was held up by thin cords that circled his waist and thighs.
"I guess I'm still a little too self-conscious to go all the way naked," he said.
"Me too," Roslyn said so as not to embarrass her nephew. She wanted them to get along smoothly. She didn't want to make him feel like she was a tiger stalking him until she could leap.
They went through some simple positions first. It was all Roslyn could do to concentrate. She wanted to watch her strong young nephew. Wanted to watch his graceful moves.
When he did a bridge with his belly up towards the ceiling, Roslyn thought she would come unglued. The black silk pocket that held his cock and balls seemed stretched with tension. Did Kendall have a hard-on? Or part of one maybe?
She longed to reach out with her hand and pet the black material. She wanted to nuzzle it, to bite at it. She had never been so wild with hunger in her life!
"Ouch!" Kendall grunted. He sat on the floor rubbing a muscle in his inner thigh. "I guess that plane ride did get me a little stiff. I'm used to more jumping around than I could get away with up there in the sky."
"Did you hurt yourself bad, darling?" Roslyn asked, sitting down beside him.
"Just this thigh. It's my tightest one." He grimaced. "It's cramped pretty good."
"Lay back and let me rub it out." Roslyn made her nephew lie on his back, legs spread slightly. She started around his knee and worked up slowly to very near the crotch, then she'd begin at his knee again. She worked diligently, seriously. Her fingers would shake too badly if she actually thought how close she was to her nephew's lovely balls. And she did want to help get rid of that cramp.
"Am I helping?" she asked after a minute or so.
"God yes! That feels great."
And Roslyn could see how great it was feeling. Her naughty nephew had an erection. It wasn't really what she would call a working erection yet. But it sure wasn't soft either. Her jogging shorts were starting to bind her. Right between the lips of her cunt.
"There, I can feel that old muscle now!" she breathed, letting her fingers probe down the inside of his groin. She was reaching higher than she'd dared before. She was almost touching the black silk pouch. But she pretended to be completely occupied by her first purpose, that of relieving Kendall's muscle cramp.
"Uhhhh," he groaned, relaxing some.
"You're so muscular," she said softly. "That's why you get cramps." Her knuckles brushed the lump in his g-string. She could see the shape of his prick under the thin silk. She could see where his glans flared out from the shaft. She wished she could really see it. The more she rubbed, the firmer grew the packed cockmeat bound in its hot, sheer sack. It was all Roslyn could do to control herself.
"Doesn't that feel better?"
"I think you got it now, Aunt Roslyn."
"I'll keep rubbing to make sure. If you want me to."
"Well. Sure. It does feel good." He was breathing irregularly. Roslyn was bending close to his belly. She could smell the faint musk of his cock now. It had, a healthy, sexy aroma. She barely controlled a rush of hunger. What would her husband Evan do if he could see her now? But he couldn't could he?
"Spread your legs more," she told Kendall. He did and she began to massage the inner surfaces of both thighs now. Her thumbs sank into the damp hollows between his balls and groin. The boy's prick was really stretching the silk of his g-string.
"Kendall," she whispered, "did you realize you've got a terrific erection?"
"I'm sorry, Aunt Roslyn. It just happened." He was blushing. His cock wilted some.
"I didn't mean for you to get self-conscious. In fact I'm flattered that I could actually excite you." She was extending herself, hoping that the boy would pick up the thread she held out. He did.
"I've always thought you were pretty, Aunt Roslyn."
"Sexy too?"
"Sure. Especially that." He reddened again. He was squirming a bit on the rug. She wasn't so careful now as she rubbed his inner thighs. She touched his balls and cock casually, almost as if she would begin to rub them too any moment.
"Maybe we'd better quit," Kendall said, sitting up. He limped over to the bed and sat there breathing hard. Roslyn knelt on her haunches before him. She put her palms on his knees and gazed lovingly into his eyes.
"You've always been special to me, Kendall. But I guess you knew that."
"I… I guess so."
She started letting her hands smooth down his legs again. He didn't do anything to stop her. This time she didn't hesitate. She went directly to the taut, hot sack of silk that covered his cock and balls. She touched it, began to squeeze it gently. Kendall groaned. His eyes closed for a moment, opened again.
"You beautiful young animal you." He was sitting on the very edge of the mattress so she was able to slide close between his knees. Then with her body so close, she took his hands and guided them around behind her back. "Undo me."
If the catch of her halter hadn't been easy, Kendall would never have gotten it loose. But as the deep cups fell from her breasts, his eyes seemed dazzled for a moment as if from a flashbulb. He tried to close his knees some but she pushed them apart and insinuated her body into the opening. Then her own fingers glided around his back and found the knotted silk cord that held his g-string up.
"Aunt Roslyn… I feel really weird. I mean, I just got here and I haven't even said, hello to Evan."
"Evan is busy working. He's always busy working. It's a bore to be a lawyer's wife."
"Roslyn – ohhhhhh!" he sighed as she pulled the strings around front and peeled the silk bag slowly from his cock. It lifted and uncurled and she put a finger underneath to help. It was damp and very, very hot. It was beautiful! The shaft white with blue veins. The tip a dusky, almost purple shade. She let her fingers curl around the shaft. Then very gently she began to jack him. His prick stiffened into a throbbing, rigid pole. Kendall was watching her shyly. She smiled knowingly at him and wet her lips.
"You know what I'm going to do, don't you?"
"I'm going to suck your lovely cock, darling. I'm going to suck it as long as you want me to. I'll suck it slow or fast or however you say. Then when it's time I'll suck the cum from your balls. I'll swallow it. And I'll lick you clean when it's all over."
"Oh God, Aunt Roslyn, I don't know whether we should…"
"I know. We should."
"But you're my aunt."
"And I'm old enough to be your mother." She licked her lips like a tigress about to feast on a helpless gazelle. "Won't you let me adore you? I've wanted to do this for as long as I can remember."
"You have?" he asked incredulously.
"Yes, my darling." Her fingers massaged gently. She let him feel her nails around the lobes of his glans. He winced a little and squirmed his slim hips on the bed. Then she lowered her head suddenly before he had a chance to be frightened. As her pursed lips brushed his cocktip she thought of one last question. "Has any woman ever done this to you before?"
"No. God no!"
Roslyn smiled, knowing she had him. Her tongue flashed out over the super-sensitive surface of her nephew's glans. He stiffened and held his breath. She knew how good it felt. She'd driven Evan wild with her mouth. She'd driven plenty of men wild. Men couldn't resist the soft, sucking movements of a woman's mouth on their cock. When everything else failed, a woman could get what she wanted that way. She let her lips slide slickly over his knob and then her tongue went to work. It danced and flicked, swirling and curling around his meaty barb. Kendall writhed where he sat an the bed. His hands jerked toward her head once but pulled back. He extended his legs. He didn't seem to know how to handle the flood of new sensations he was experiencing. And Roslyn meant to overload all his circuits.
"You have the loveliest balls I've ever felt," she sighed, her lips brushing his cock as she spoke. Then she sucked him between her teeth again and nibbled gingerly on his tumid shape. Her fingers worked the slick eggs around in their sac. They were heated up pretty good and spongy to the touch. She kneaded them as she suckled slowly at him.
"Ohhhhhhh, Aunt Roslyn!"
"Yummmmmm!"
Her jogging shorts were really binding now! They had pulled up between the lips of her pussy and every movement rubbed her clit in such a way that she had to catch her breath. She stopped sucking Kendall's cock long enough to stand up before him and work the tight-fitting things down over her big hips. He watched in silent reverence.
"Look, our pubic hair is a match," she laughed. And it was true. Her nephew's soft brown curls were almost the identical shade as her own. She knelt once again between his knees and took his cock in both hands. Then just before she lowered her mouth around him again, she passed a forefinger down between her thighs and curled it deep between the plump lips of her pussy. It went in with a soft, sexy squish. She dragged it the full length of her crevice and held it up under her nephew's nose.
"Something for you to enjoy while I suck you, my darling."
The sharp aroma had more of an effect on him than she'd first thought. Kendall's eyes flashed wide as he inhaled the pungent female musk. Then he grabbed her wrist and held it tightly as he continued to sniff like a wild dog at the glossy smear on her fingertip.
"God!" he sighed. "Oh God, I love that!"
Roslyn dug with two fingers this time and smeared her gloss under Kendall's nose and across his chin. But he grabbed her wrist anyway and before she knew what he was doing the boy was sucking her fingers with frantic excitement. The rub of his tongue brought a new flood of juice from her pussy. She felt it oozing down one thigh.
"You, darling!" she cried, grasping his cock with her free hand and pushing her lips down around it. She took him almost to her throat she was so worked up. She let her tongue go crazy along the underside of his shaft. She rubbed the little tube and the hollow between his lobes. Then she used the flat of her tongue to sand the flared swell of his glans until he bucked and trembled on the mattress. He let her hand go and fell back on the bed writhing.
"Mmmmuuuhhh!" she groaned, rolling her head around so that his glans would push out one cheek and then the other.
"Aunt Roslyn, could I kiss you too? I mean, kiss you down there?"
Her young nephew's request surprised her so much that at first she couldn't find the right words.
"My sweet darling," she murmured finally. "I think I'd faint with joy if you did." She'd thought that most males under twenty-one didn't really have the feel for eating pussy. Usually that talent came with time and patience and practice. It depended on an appreciation of a female's anatomy too. Something that only age could bring.
"I don't know how to, really," he admitted as Roslyn got up on the bed and stretched out.
"I'll show you." She lifted her knees almost to her breasts and let her thighs fall apart. Her cunt made sexy noises as the folds opened fully. She felt swollen and hot and slippery down there. And she knew that the pungent musk she'd let Kendall smell would soon be smeared all over his face. She hoped he could handle it.
Kendall used his finger at first. He rubbed the bump of her pubic bone and then traced the edges of her mound. At last he dared to dip into the dripping, slippery hollow that ran along her underside of her torso for almost four inches. Roslyn was surprised when he put his mouth down without hesitation. She felt his tongue flick out first, touch her clitoral hood. Her nubbin rose pulsing like a cobra. The next time Kendall licked her there he swathed the tender bulb with spit. She gave a cry and caught his head with both hands.
"Ohhhhh harder!"
"Like this?" he asked, pressing his lips against the dainty inner lips. She began to pump her ass slowly against his face. Little by little she pulled him down against her until at last she could feel his chin sinking into her pussy a little as she continued to rub her clit against his teeth and upper lip.
"Nhhhuuhh!" she gasped, plunging more frantically.
"Mmmmmmm."
"Ohhhh honey, honeeeee!"
Roslyn had been taken by surprise. She'd never suspected that the first time she was with her nephew that he might suggest something like this. She thought she'd end up being the aggressor. And now she wondered if maybe Kendall would like to fuck her. She would come pretty soon if he didn't stop licking her clit!
"Would you like to make love to me, Kendall?"
Kendall gazed up at her from where he bent to lick her cunt. His face was smeared with her musky scent and glistening juices.
"I keep thinking that I'm your nephew."
She laughed and grabbed at him. Kendall laughed too and as he fell down alongside her on the bed, her hand went roughly between his legs. She grabbed his cock firmly and worked the skin up and down as her tongue went between his teeth. She rolled him over on his back and then let him roll her under. He was kissing her, biting at her neck. His young hands raced over her body. He seemed especially appreciative of her breasts. She let him nurse for a long time on a nipple while her pussy leaked wetness onto the bedspread. Her cunt was a furnace now, needing something, to spear deep into it! She was rolling her hips, moaning. She wanted to feel him rut his young sperm into her body.
"Fuck me, Kendall!" she begged. "Ohhhh do it to me good!"
"Aunt Roslyn, I really want to. I just get scared thinking…"
"Don't think."
She clutched his firm, muscled ass. She reached between his thighs from behind, captured his balls again. His prick lay up against her belly now and all it would take would be to move him down. Roslyn knew that once he felt her slick heat, he wouldn't be able to resist.
"Did you hear that?" Kendall hissed suddenly.
"No, I didn't hear anything. Just your heart pounding."
"I thought it was something outside the window."
"Insects probably." Roslyn pulled his face back down against her neck. The teen was shivering. "You're scared. Don't be. Evan never comes home at this hour. Never." She could feel his cock withering against her flesh. She rolled him onto his back and squirmed down so she could get him in her mouth. Her tongue quickly revived his stiffness and it thrilled, her to actually feel him pumping up again as she licked his glans with teasing, loving movements.
"Ohhhhhh! Wow! Aunt Roslyn! You're fantastic!"
"I'm just crazy about you!" She had him good and hard again. But she was afraid that if she wasted any more time with clumsy details she might lose the whole match. She wanted more than anything for Kendall to come this first time. Then he'd be hers body and soul.
"Mmmmuuuhh!" he groaned, pumping his hips. She let him slip partly into her throat. She knew how to keep from gagging. As his slickened glans went in and out between her tonsils, she rubbed his balls furiously. She knew what an effect this always had on a male. In less than three minutes of hot sucking, Kendall shivered and cried out. His cock was swelling even larger in her mouth now. She sucked with furious excitement, almost coming herself as she dug at her clit with two fingers. The young boy was lurching, arching his back as the throes of pleasure raced up his thighs and down his belly.
"Uhhhhhh!" he babbled as the first white lick of cream jumped from his cocktip. The second was even more powerful. It spattered against the roof of Roslyn's mouth and leaked into her throat. She bobbed her head up and down steadily as her fingers worked his balls. She could feel his balls pumping now. The thick curds boiled out so fast that she missed swallowing one gap and felt it bubble up into her nostrils.
"Yyyyaaauuuh!" she cooed, the slick, milky stuff leaking down her upper lip.
"Roslyyynn!"
"Hhhhuuuhhnnn!" She wanted to tell him to keep coming. To let her drink him dry. But he knew that. Because his hot young nuts were exploding! She felt the stuff overflow the corners of her lips. And still she smacked and sucked and lapped the seed up.
Until finally they both lay there on the bed panting. She put her ear to his chest to hear his heart. He caressed her head as if she were just sixteen again and they'd had a hot first date in the back of some old jalopy.
"I'm so glad you came to visit me," she whispered.
"You sucked my cock, Aunt Roslyn," Kendall breathed. "You actually sucked my cock."
"And loved every second of it."
She wiped her mouth and kissed him on the lips. Kendall didn't show any hesitation at tasting some of his own sap. Again Roslyn was surprised and pleased at the boy's sexual sophistication. She petted his body in as many places as she could reach.
"Shouldn't I do something to you now?" he asked, still shy when it came to words.
"What do you mean, darling?" she teased, wanting to hear it from him.
"I mean when a woman makes a man come, isn't it only fair for him to…" He dropped his eyes. Roslyn mussed his curly hair and smiled.
"If you want to make me come too I'd love it." She lifted his limp cock. "But I don't think you're going to have much luck with that right now."
"What if I did it with my tongue? Would you come if I did that?"
For answer, Roslyn rolled onto her back again and spread her legs. She started pumping her hips up and down in a gentle, suggestive way. "You know darn well I'll come if you start licking me again."
Bending gracefully between her thighs, Kendall let his tongue work along the edges of her folds again. Then she couldn't resist the teasing and had to pull him against her like she'd done before.
But just when it was getting good, Kendall started again. He had raised his head by the time she focused on him.
"Didn't you hear that?" he breathed.
Maybe she had heard something. But she'd been too lost in the wonderful tingles that shot though her body to bother with it.
"Darling, darling, you're just hearing birds or something."
"It was like a click. I'm sure of it." He sat up, rubbed his head. Roslyn felt her own excitement waver with her nephew's uncertainty. She was exasperated. But she knew she had to cover the irritation she felt. It was hard for a man to understand just how upsetting it was for a woman to be interrupted in the midst of clitoral stimulation.
She swung her legs off the bed and grabbed her jogging shorts.
"You're not mad are you?" Kendall asked, sensing the sudden change in her mood.
"Of course not, sweetheart!" she blurted, hugging him to her big breasts. He touched one and let his finger stray to the nipple. But Roslyn had to pull away. She was on edge now. Caught between desire and relief. She could hardly stand for the nylon of the jogging shorts to touch her flesh. And when she pulled her halter up to fasten it, she gave a gasp of frustration.
"You okay, Aunt Roslyn?"
"Sure I am. But I'll be better when we do more of this."
"When?" Kendall looked up at her with adoring eyes.
"Maybe tonight. But it's not easy to get out of my room with Evan there. He knows when I'm not asleep."
"Yeah. We sure don't want to get caught."
"Nope," she laughed, pinching his muscled bottom. "We sure don't."