“Happy Saturday morning, Auntie Sara,” Joan called, as the sleepy eyed older woman entered the dining room still in her negligee. “Coffee?”
“Oh God, yes, black and hot… before I have a caffeine fit,” she answered. “What are you doing up this awful time of the morning?”
“It’s ten o’clock, and I have a lot of shopping to do before I can relax for the weekend.”
“I never wake up before noon, unless I’m in a strange bed,” Sara groaned. “Thank God, it only lasts one night. Tonight I’ll be all right… lonely, but… all right.”
“Were you comfortable?”
“Yes, it’s a lovely room. I’ve always enjoyed it.”
“John is sleeping,” Joan said, as she glowered at her watch and got up from the chair. “Look, I feel terrible about leaving you alone. I’ll only be gone about an hour. Want to come with me?”
“Good heavens, no! Not at this barbaric time of day,” she exclaimed. “I’m going back to bed. John has the right idea.”
Joan didn’t see the lecherous gleam in the older woman’s eyes as she quickly leaned down and hugged her sleepy aunt. “Okay. See you later.” She picked up her purse and left the kitchen.
Sara stared thoughtfully as the screen door slammed shut behind her platinum blonde niece. A knowing smile flickered across her face and she slowly ran the quivering pink tip of her tongue around her full pink lips. She’d just have to take things into her own hands and teach these youngsters a thing or two. She went to her bedroom and changed to the most revealing nightgown she had and, without stopping to consider that John might resist her advances, tiptoed down the hall to the master bedroom. Without making a sound, she opened the door and went into the darkened room where John was sleeping. As she closed the door behind her, she stopped dead still and gasped.
Sprawled nakedly on the bed was her niece's unsuspecting husband, his massive penis standing straight up from his loins in an awesome blood-hardened erection. For a second she thought he must be awake, but then, her eyes traveled up the length of his flat, corded belly and strong muscular chest, and then to his sleeping face. He was smiling as though lost in a beautiful sensual dream.
Sara’s hands were trembling uncontrollably when she quietly stepped over to the bedside. Almost dream-like herself, she began to strip the provocative nightgown off over her head. A second later, she dropped it to the floor beside her, the soft black silk whispering as it slid down her firm slender thigh.
Oh God, Sara thought, he’s handsome… his big beautiful cock… so thick… so long… ooohhhhhhhh… I bet he’s good at love-making. Gently she climbed up on the foot of the bed and crawled between John’s wide-flung thighs.
The young man moved, moaned, then just as Sara thought he was going to wake up, he sighed and lay still, his breath coming smooth and even again.
The older woman was an expert at seducing a man, but she’d never tried to make love to a sleeping one before. She grinned to herself lecherously and slowly lowered her wetly ovalled mouth down over John’s dark red cock-head, licking across it with her tongue.
“Ummmmmm…” her young nephew moaned, then began gently moving his hips up to meet her mouth. She looked up at him but he was still sleeping, so she moved her probing tongue downward to the base of his penis and licked wetly up the full length of his desire-hardened rod of flesh. This elicited an even louder groan from the slightly parted lips of the young man, and then she heard him sigh, “Joan… darling…”
Well, that’s enough of that crap, Sara thought. I want him to know it’s me. She lowered her mouth again and sucked his long hard cock deep in her warmly’ moistened throat, then began to suck like a new born baby, probing at the tip with her swirling tongue.
With a lunge upward, John opened his eyes and gasped, “Goddamn, Joan, why didn’t you wake me up first. That’s enough to give a man a heart attack.”
His eyes widened with shock when he saw who it actually was kneeling nakedly between his widespread thighs. He was incapable of words; His mouth gaped and his eyes were glazed with lust as he stared down in disbelief at the bobbing head of black hair. And then, he gasped, “Jesus Christ! Sara!”
The older woman stared back at him with teasing eyes as she continued her knowledgeable sucking of his painfully throbbing cock.
John watched, mesmerized, as his wife’s beautiful dark-haired aunt flicked her tongue out, its smooth wet surface grazing warmly over the tiny slit at the end of his sensitive cock-head. The young man let out a loud groan at the lewd contact, and stared at her with awe as chills of illicit pleasure raced along the base of his spine and caused him to break out with a sudden light sweat. Then, her softly ovalled mouth plunged all the way down over his pulsating cock-shaft and her saliva coated his penis with a sea of heated moistness. He could feel her incredibly soft lips draw in along the ridge at the base of his cock, tightening like a puckering drawstring and trapping it completely in the warm wet cavern of her mouth.
“Sara… Sara… Jesus, you shouldn’t,” the young man moaned, unable to move or force her to stop her wild licking of his pulsating cock.
Her head lifted momentarily, “Don’t you like it, darling?”
“Oh God, yes… I like Joan to do it… and she does…”
“Well, I’m going to do it different from Joan… show you what it really feels like… how a real pro does it!” she mumbled, as her hot breath tickled the tender flesh underneath his lust-hardened cock. “Now this is called a butterfly job…”
“Aaaagggghhhhh…” John groaned as the older woman lowered her soft warm mouth again trapping his pulsating thickness deep inside her wetly clasping lips.
Sara knew he was helpless… men always were when a woman used her mouth on their cocks… She knew that at times like this, no normal young man could resist, and she used all the knowledge she possessed to quickly drive her young nephew to a wild peak of excitement. Grasping the head of his hotly throbbing penis with her mouth, she tightened her lips around the swollen coronal ridge and began to twist her warm wet mouth from side to side while holding the hardened stem with her small kneading hand. She twisted one way with her hand, the other way with her lips.
John fairly vibrated with the magnitude of his emotions. He was going straight out of his mind from the erotic sensations and from watching the salacious spectacle of Sara’s rounded mouth twisting on the head of his wildly tingling cock. He’d never been this aroused before in his life. The forbidden pleasure that came from his frantically throbbing penis stuck halfway inside her soft wet mouth, plus the sight of her lovely naked body with her melon-like breasts swinging back and forth, was more than he could comprehend.
Then he felt a change in the vibrations of pleasure rippling outward from his loins as she sucked the full length of his long hard cock up inside her warm soft oral cavity. For a moment it felt as if she were going to swallow his fleshy thickness right down the back of her throat, and he moaned and groaned like a dying man. His eyes rolled back in his head, and his teeth bared in ecstasy.
Sara was satisfied with the all too apparent results of her sucking, but now, she was going to give him something to remember always. She lowered her mouth over his thickly pulsing staff to the base, and then gripping it with her tightly clenched lips, pressed against it with the inside of her cheeks, and then using her licking tongue she clamped it to the underside like a suction cup. Then, she began to suck as though she were drawing milk from a bottle. Her head moved rapidly up and down over his lust-swollen penis as she ringed her lips firmly around the base, creating another hotly clasping cunt of her mouth.
Entranced, John stared at her as she began to take more and more of his blood-engorged rod of flesh into her throat, her spasming muscles massaging and tickling the lust-inflated head.
“Oh shit… oh fuck… shit… fuck.. aaaaggggghhhhh…” he groaned in guttural delight. Never had the young husband felt anything like this before… what was she doing that was so different from Joan? Oh shit, she was good… sooooo gooood… she would suck his soul right out the end of his cock if she didn’t stop… then he was gasping as he felt her hand move down to his sperm-bloated testicles and gently massage the wrinkled sac.
Tensing his loins, he thrust his impatiently aroused penis back up into her ovalled red lips, feeling it lunge deeper into her throat, and as he felt her heated breath close to his balls, he was sure she would choke to death, but she didn’t stop.
By now, his lips were moving in a staccato run away motion, in lewd rhythm to her wildly bobbing head, the two of them moving in an obscene parody of fucking as she gluttonously took everything he had up into her soft warm mouth.
John’s mind was fixed… out of control as he thought of only one thing… he had to cum!
The warmly clasping softness of her mouth and the fluttering touch of her tongue licking against the sensitive underside of his pulsating rod of flesh was too much for the young husband.
“Oh shit… Sara… I’m going to cum in your mouth… I’m going out of my mind… aaaggggghhhh…” he groaned as, in response to his words, she began sucking with great force, sliding her hot slurping mouth up and down its wetly glistening length, her wriggling tongue caressing the sensitive flesh.
Sara’s eyes were closed and her breath was coming in short gasps, spurting air through her nose… as though she, too, was about to cum. She could sense his mounting lust, could feel the sudden burgeoning of his swollen cock-head and the sperm ridge along the underside, and began to suck even more voraciously drawing her teeth along the sensitive penile flesh and letting then nip gently into the thick resisting flesh as she bobbed her head up and down in a lewd dance of lust.
John stared raptly at her lust-contorted face, and the wildly stimulating sensations of her tongue and mouth forced him into action. He flexed his buttocks and bent his head forward as his fingers entwined themselves in her soft strands of raven hair, forcing her widely stretched mouth down even farther on his wildly jerking cock which was ready to split wide open with the massive pressure of his super-heated cum. Great churning pools of sperm were building up in his swollen balls and he knew it wouldn’t be long now.
Savagely, he jerked her head up and down, forcing her to choke and gag on the massive rod of steel-like flesh. It seemed as if heavy hands of iron were constricting his chest, and he gasped unconsciously for breath as his eyes glazed and he retreated into a world of overpowering lust.
Sara felt the head of his hotly throbbing cock swell suddenly larger, and she knew from experience that he was just about to cum in her mouth. At the same time she could feel her own arousal forcing her to writhe and jerk as she knelt between the young man’s thighs. My God, she thought, he’s going to strangle me to death if he doesn’t slow down.
“Oh God… baby… shit… woman… I’m ccuummmming… suck it… fuck it… shiiitttt… I’m ccccuuummmmming… “John moaned in brain-tearing ecstasy.
Sara gulped and gagged on his massive length as she took the first violent blast of his white-hot cum into her throat, trying to swallow the spewing sperm before it choked her, her Adam’s apple bobbing up and down in her frenzy to get it all. His pungent semen jetted into her anxiously sucking mouth in great spurts, her cheeks obscenely bloating and then hollowing as they filled and emptied again and again.
Her belly jerked and spasmed as the heated juices flowed down into her quivering belly, and she greedily licked at the thickly subsiding cock in her mouth as though it were covered with honey. Even as his gradually dwindling penis began to deflate, the voluptuous widow wouldn’t let it go, her sensually nibbling lips continuing to move over his now softened flesh. She lapped at the remaining cum and sucked his trembling young cock until it was dry.
“Oh shit, Sara… that was so good… so wonderful… where the hell did you learn to do that?” he questioned, still gasping for his breath.
“Ummmmmm… here and there,” she mumbled, never taking her mouth from the round rubbery head of his cock.
With an abruptness that startled the young husband, Sara lowered her heated mouth down again on his softly relaxed penis and began to swirl her tongue around it with a maddening slowness. John felt his lifeless cock coming virilely back to life again, and was amazed at his desire for more. His guilt-ridden conscience at betraying his wife Joan had long deserted him, and now all he could think about was the lust-provoking actions of her sexy Aunt Sara.
The nakedly kneeling older woman caressed and teased at his thick pulsating cock until it was hard again. Then, she moved up over his writhing figure until she was straddling his hips.
Placing her warmly throbbing pussy over the saliva-coated tip of his penis, she rubbed back and forth and teased it into even greater hardness.
“Oh shit… Sara… let me fuck you! You’re the hottest cunt I’ve ever had,” he moaned, as he felt the soft moistness of her desire-swollen cuntal lips brushing across his sensitive cock-head.
“Yes… now it’s my turn! Fuck me, love r… fuck me until I scream for mercy!” Sara was filled with a hungering lust, a need that had to be filled, out when John reached down to guide his rigidly pulsating cock up toward her hovering cunt, she lifted herself up out of his reach, and whispered, “No… not that… I want you to fuck me dog fashion;… you do know what I mean… don’t you?” she wheedled.
“Shit, woman, I’m no innocent virgin… Sure I know what you mean. I know everything.”
“Okay, baby… let’s see if you know all about me!”
Without hesitating, the seductive older woman moved over and knelt on all fours beside him on the king-size bed, then she waved her naked buttocks in a salacious invitation in front of him.
Quickly he lifted himself up and knelt behind her firm white thighs, muttering, “Goddamn, Sara… you’re a beautiful woman… the most beautiful ass in the whole world! I want to fuck you now!”
“Then get with it, lover… I’m burning up…” Sara was too anxious to play around anymore. She wanted to be fucked until she moaned with agony and collapsed from ecstasy.
John, too, was past the gentle stage… his painfully throbbing cock felt as if it were about to break off. He aimed the thick bulbous cock-head at her hair-lined vaginal opening, then thrust his hips forward in one cunt-splitting lunge to ram his long skewering rod of male flesh all the way to the hilt up inside her hotly clasping pussy. His cum-loaded testicles slammed against her wetly quivering vaginal lips while she moaned with an almost mindless hunger.
Sara’s nakedly kneeling body was afire with lust, and she waved her smoothly rounded ass-cheeks back at him in a lewd effort to extinguish the fever. Nothing ever felt as good as fucking, she thought, as flames of desire enveloped her. The raven-haired young widow began trembling as though she were a leaf shaking in the wind as she felt John’s wonderfully hardened penis ramming deep up inside her enchanted vagina. Of their own volition, her hips began to flail and wantonly jerk in unison to the young husband’s thickly pistoning cock.
Behind her lovely kneeling body, John experienced for the first time, the feel of a woman’s cunt other than his wife’s. Unbelievable erotic pleasures rippled through his loins as he stared in fascination at the older woman’s soft fleshy buttocks – like two rounded pillows – above his impaling penis. Oh Christ! She was one great piece of ass… this widowed young aunt of Joan’s. His hands trembled as he caressed her velvety softness, and then he used his thumbs to separate her anal crevice and stared in rapt fascination at her puckering little rectal opening.
His throat tightened in desire and he felt his rock-hard cock ramming faster and faster up into her hotly clasping pussy.
She moaned as he brutally thrust deep up inside her velvety cuntal flesh, and groaned in disappointment as he withdrew, slamming in and out of her enveloping cunt with body-jolting strokes.
Sara had gone mad… wildly, obscenely mad. She jerked. and bucked like a maniac. Her fleshy upthrust breasts swung back and forth like a pendulum, her head flailed from side to side, and on each stroke her hips lunged backward in a ferocious attempt to enclose the entire length of his pumping penis.
“Fuck me, love… Fuck me harder… Aaagggghhhh… sock it to me… give it to me… fuck meeeeee…” she screamed in overpowering passion.
John’s passion-dazed mind simply couldn’t believe… he’d never had such a wild ride in his life. Each time the crazily excited widow lunged forward, he was sure she was going to push her ass-cheeks right through his ramming pelvis. She was insane with an implacable lust that twisted her lovely features into a lewd mask of distortion.
“Fuck… fuck… fuck…” the lewdly kneeling woman chanted in unconscious rhythm until she opened her eyes very wide and groaned, “John, baby… stick your finger up my asshole! Hurry, baby!”
The unimaginable obscenity of her words stunned the young husband for a moment, and then his heated arousal came back tenfold. His thick rigid penis was slamming against her cervix so hard that he could feel the shock of each jolt vibrating the full length of his lustfully skewering cock. Shit, he thought, what a fantastic pussy! Her cunt is so different from Joan’s.
Sara’s gleaming white ass-cheeks began to twist and turn shamelessly in vicious little circles as John searched for the dimpled opening to her rectum. With one hand he pulled the sweat-moistened crevice between her buttocks further apart, and then used the outstretched middle finger of his right hand to nudge the tightly puckering hole. It felt hot and pulpy, quivering under his touch, and it was hard to keep contact with the almost insane way Sara was bucking around.
“Shove it in… hurt me… lover, give it to me…” the older woman pleaded, as her lust-contorted face turned back to stare with desire-glazed eyes and wide open gasping mouth at her nephew kneeling behind her, thrusting into her aching cuntal flesh like a dog fucking an excited bitch in heat. “Force it in…”
John’s violently pulsing penis was already about to explode from the rippling warmth of the older woman’s tight little pussy and the obscenity of trying to force his finger into the elastic opening to her rectal passage. Shit, he’d never thought fucking another woman could ever be this exciting.
Faint mewls of animalistic hunger came from Sara’s desire-tightened throat while her face became an ugly grimace of passion, nostrils flaring, dark hair flailing from side to side, breath rasping, eyes dazed and unseeing. Only her subconscious mind was working, her sensitivities had retreated into a world of oblivion except for the one thing she could feel… the overpowering sensations of being fucked half to death by her niece’s virile young husband.
John’s mind also seemed to be severed from his body, he felt only the physical ecstasy coursing upward from his cunt-ensheathed penis and spreading upward throughout his entire being… ruttish flames of erotic desire had long since cremated his conscience as he thrust his rock-hard cock in and out of her hotly clasping pussy.
“Stick your finger up my asshole,” Sara screamed. “DO IT NOW!”
John shuddered at her obscenity and then thrust his feet forward against the soft resiliency of her ass-cheeks.
‘‘Aaagggghhh… tha-that’s it… harder!”
Abruptly he felt the tightly puckering little ring give way, and begin to swallow his finger up inside her fevered rectal depths until the flat of his palm slammed against her naked buttocks.
“Aaaaggggghhhhhh… ohhhhhhhhhhh yes, darling… you hurt so
goooood…”
At first the discomfort of the savage thrust of his finger caused Sara to stiffen as she always did, but almost immediately her narrow rectal passage adjusted as usual – to the unnatural invasion. Soon, his slow erotic thrusts in and out of her hot spongy nether opening was bringing shudder after shudder of delight from her.
The nakedly kneeling brunette offered him all the lewd encouragement she could. ‘‘Yessssssss… that’s it… fuck my asshole with your finger. Stick your big hard cock in my cunt. Fuck me… fuck… oh fuck!” Sara cried out in her overwhelming passion, wanting him to fuck her anywhere… everywhere… just so long as he continued to fuck.
‘‘Ohhhhhhhh… ooohhhhhh… gaahdddd.. “ John growled as he shoved his outstretched finger deeper up inside her tightly clasping rectum. “Oh shit, Sara… oh shit…”
Immediately he established a double-fucking rhythm, sawing his finger in and out of her tight elastic anal passage in unison with the smooth impaling strokes of his pulsating penis fucking high up inside her moistly clinging pussy.
Sara was joyously gored on. the younger man’s stone-hard cock deep up inside her vibrating cunt, and his finger was bringing her insane pleasure as he plunged it in and out of her obscenely squishing rectum. Thrill after head-splitting thrill built up on top of each other as she felt him moving so potently around behind her, mumbling his incoherent joy at the feel of her body. She began a wanton squealing under John’s ravishment of her naked loins, knowing now that he was going to make her cum very soon. He felt too good, she never wanted to stop… wanted him to make her orgasm again and again, a never ending river of cascading climaxes that would carry her out to a sea of tranquility.
John stared with passion-slitted eyes at the writhing buttocks of his wife’s submissively kneeling aunt, and heard the deep-throated gurgling moans of pleasure escaping her lips. He was spellbound. God, she was the most incredible fuck he’d ever had, and he was bringing her to an uncontrollable peak of ecstasy. He could feel her pussy widening and gaping in greedy hunger, swallowing the entire length of his pounding cock which was lurching back and forth in unison with his finger in her eagerly nibbling anus.
Suddenly, Sara felt his thrusts quicken, hot and quivering and deep, and at the same time he jerked his probing finger from her rectum with a wet hissing sound to grip her hips tightly with both hands. She felt the loss of his finger in her anal passage, and groaned, “Don’t take it out… leave it in… I can cum that way!”
But John couldn’t hear her! He was heading for the finish… his climax had begun in his sperm-swollen balls, and was racing its way up to the head of his cock when he tightened his sphincter muscles in an effort to hold back his release.
Sara was only vaguely aware of John’s talon-like fingers digging into her naked ass-cheeks and drawing blood, for the hot friction of his long hard penis was like a searing tongue of fire as he fucked into her
straining little pussy from behind.
“Fuck me… lover, fuck me… darling, harder… “ she ranted and writhed her submissively kneeling body back to meet each body-jolting thrust of her niece’s handsome husband. Her voice was a constant wail as she climbed to her emotional peak of ecstasy.
Squirming in complete abandonment, Sara was mindless of the shameful whorish spectacle she was making of herself. Nothing existed but the shuddering tremors of delight – growing in intensity and duration that were inundating her loins… and her release was only seconds away…
Oh shit, John thought in emotional dismay. I’m going to… I can’t last long enough to make her cum!,He was almost there… his heated sperm was about to explode the swollen head of his cock. Wave after wave of thrilling ecstasy rippled outward from the burgeoning tip of his penis, trying to trigger his climax. He fought them all… but he couldn’t keep it up a second longer. “Oh… shit!” It was there… and then he let go!
It was then that he realized Sara was there too.
He withdrew his penis until only the pulsating tip was inside her fevered pussy lips, then – thrusting his hips forward one final time – he buried his wildly jerking cock deep into the soft warm cuntal flesh up between her legs. Holding it deep inside her belly, the white-hot sperm in his testicles exploded up along his pulsating rod of flesh.
‘‘Aaaaggggghhhh… oh fuck… lover… fuck… I’m cccuuuming!” the howling older woman responded, gurgling with rapture. She felt his rock-hard penis slashing through her cuntal flesh and his sperm-bloated testicles scraping against her clitoris. His lean hips slammed into her eagerly upraised buttocks, almost forcing her to fall forwards from the jolt of flesh on flesh. She threw back her head and repeated in an almost incoherent wail, “I’m in heaven… I’m cccuuuming… cccuuuming… Ooohhhhh…”
She felt the heat boiling up inside of her insanely quivering vagina, and she squeezed and milked with her inner cuntal muscles at the thick spewing cock that had rammed into her. Her passion grew, then doubled in intensity as she heard John’s unintelligible moans of pleasure and felt his shuddering penis pumping load after load of his boiling sperm up into her trembling little belly.
Just the thought of if triggered all the violence that had built up in her over the last hour, and she was crying out in shrill rapture, ‘‘Oh shit… oh Christ, lover… Aaaaaahhhhh…”
“Shit… son of a bitch… a fucking bitch…“ John groaned and shoved his pelvis against her nakedly squirming ass-cheeks holding his emptied penis inside her clasping cunt, buried to the hilt. Then, he felt her body begin to jerk with a new climax, even more powerful than her first.
“Aaaaggggghhhhhh,” she gasped, her cuntal muscles spasming and sucking at the shaft of his cock, “I’m cccuumming again… again… again… ooohhh… Aaaaaiiieee!”
She bucked and lunged as her hard-driving young nephew slammed his now depleted penis back and forth to give more friction against her sensitive clitoris. Abruptly, Sara began to weep uncontrollably as their liquid passion commingled up inside her belly in a warm shimmering pool of untold joy and ecstasy. For a moment she fought the panic of fainting, and held on with sheer will power until the third orgasm inundated her shamelessly responding body.
She wasn’t fighting anymore… she was beyond recall. She lurched once, her vaginal walls spasmed, and then… she fell forward in unconsciousness… the first swoon of her lifetime.
John tumbled on top of her, his soft, limply hanging penis pulling from her collapsed vagina with a wet slurping hiss. He was panting for breath as he buried his face in the soft warmth of her naked shoulder. Then he shuddered one time and rolled over to lie beside her, too exhausted to move any further or cover their perspiration-soaked bodies with a sheet.