Jill and Darcy were playing bingo on the midway when Prissy and Bobby found them. The four of them walked to the car and went home.
Bobby was feeling quite satisfied with his day at the fair, and he and Prissy rode in the back seat. He had all he could do from grabbing her and taking her panties clown right then and there. She was such an alluring darling, but he sighed deeply and quelled his emotion.
They watched some television, then everyone went to bed. Bobby thought about going to Prissy's room in the middle of the night, but then thought better of it. He heard Jim come home late, turn on the television and bang around in the kitchen.
The next morning, Jim was up early, and Bobby heard him tell Jill he had to go on a business trip, to apologize to Bobby that he wouldn't be around. Jim gave instructions to Jill about some incoming phone calls he was expecting.
Bobby got up about an hour later, and went to the bathroom down the hall. The upstairs floor was composed of four bedrooms. Each daughter had a small room at the end of the hall with their own bathroom, then there was Bobby's guest room, another bathroom, then the master bedroom.
Bobby stood at the bathroom sink, peering into the mirror as he shaved with an electric razor. He had a white, terrycloth towel wrapped around his middle.
He was thinking how happy he was that he had stopped to see Uncle Jim and Aunt Jill, how delighted he was that he had pleasured Prissy. He wondered about Darcy, lift plump ass, her over-ripe tits, her sweet, round face.
His cock thumped under the towel and bulged out in a hint of erection. It was at that moment that sin, her face radiating, her movie-star beauty sparkling, her lush, mature body vibrating under a pink robe, walked into the bathroom.
"Oh, excuse me, Bobby! I didn't know you were in here," Jill said.
She was combing her hair, the brush gliding in smooth laps at her dark-brown hair… She stopped combing when she saw Bobby's taut, hard, military body wrapped only in a flimsy towel. Jill also noticed how his cock lifted the towel out at his crotch.
Bobby finished shaving, clicked the razor off, then turned to face his beautiful aunt. Their gaze met. His cock thumped. The towel lifted. He saw the crevice, the plunging V of her robe, the bulge of her huge tits against the terrycloth.
His cock kept rising until it pushed so hard at the towel that the slip knot at the side came undone. The towel came loose and floated to the floor, leaving Bobby nude before Aunt Jill.
She stared in wide-eyed fascination and amazement as his cock kept rising, lifting proudly into a hot, hard, simmering erection. Jill's gaze did not leave his blossoming cock. She stared in rapt surprise at the length, the thickness, the hardness of her nephew's enormous prick.
"My God, Bobby!" she whispered.
He let her look, let her see his marvelous cock. Jill seemed to tremble and shake a tiny bit at his lifting cock, watching his thick cock-stalk until Bobby had a full hard-on.
Bobby moved toward her, his cock wobbling like a wild branch in a whipping wind. Jill caught his hard-on in her hand as he came close to her. She locked her fingers around his cockstalk in an overhanded grip.
"Mmmmmphhhh," she mumbled, "good grief, Bobby!"
He took her in his arms, kissed her passionately, their eager lips sucking, their hot tongues slapping. His hands fanned out over her fabulous ass, feeling the roundness of her asscheeks, through the terrycloth.
Her hand squeezed down on his prick. She looked up into his eyes at the end of their hot kiss. "Bobby, this is an amazing erection," she commented.
"For you, Aunt Jill," he whispered, his voice trembling with emotion, passion.
His hands came up to her marvelous tits, and he spread the robe, opening it down the middle to reveal his aunt in her darling white panties and white bra.
"You're beautiful," said Bobby.
"Mmmmmffff, I don't know about this," she whimpered, squishing his cock in her hand even tighter, almost as if she had a fuck-vise on it.
Bobby brought his hands up to her bulging white bra, soft nylon cups, shiny straps. Her tits were like big bowls of gelatin squashed together by the pull of the bra.
She wore a sweet pair of white nylon panties that fit her luscious, mature, supple hips like a tight love-glove. Bobby kissed her again and sent his hand between her legs, his fingers rubbing lightly on the crotch of Jill's panties, tickling the thick rich carpet of cunt curls pressing against the nylon, making a soft muffin where her panties tightly tugged into a V.
His tongue leaped into her mouth. She kept a tight grip on his cock, rubbing the drooling cockhead on her slick, creamy thigh. They broke the kiss, gasping, and Bobby reached up with his free hand, as he kept rubbing Jill's pussy, and took her tits out over the top of the bra, setting them up there like huge balloons.
"Jesus," he murmured, then ducked his head down and began slithering his tongue all over the immense expanse of tit offered to him by gorgeous Jill.
She was shaking, trembling, hot as a blowtorch. "Oh, God, Bobby," she moaned lightly.
He brought his hand up and dipped it deep into Jill's white undies, slid his fingers through that thick, brown thicket, fucking a finger into her pussy.
"Oooof, whooo, huhhh!" Jill huffed. "Oh, huh, uh, uh… whewffffff!"
Bobby's cock spit a gob of cream. His jism splashed on Jill's panties. His hand was at work inside, a slow herky-jerky finger-fuck.
"God, I've always wanted to suck on these big things," Bobby panted hotly, his tongue slashing, looping, curling over the nipples of her tits.
"Lucky you, huh Bobby?" Jill whispered.
"Oh, yeah, yeah," he huffed.
Her hand danced slowly, in and out, in and out, on Bobby's burning, hard prick. Bobby opened his mouth wide, sucked one, then the other of her tits.
His hand knuckled out her panties at the crotch as his finger kept fucking in and out of her wet, jizzy pussy.
Bobby kissed over her tits, her bra, her belly, slid his hand out of her panties, knelt before Jill and rained tiny kisses all over the front of her panties. He reached up and tugged them down, slowly.
"May I take your panties down, Aunt Jill?"
"Looks like you already have, Bobby."
Indeed. He had the pants on Jill's thighs now, exposing the lush garden of thick brown pussy hair between her legs. He stared at it, kissed her thighs, licked wildly at the creamy goodness, then muffed his face into her pussy and kissed her cunt.
"I've wanted to do that since I was little," he gasped.
"Oh, God, Bobby… let's see, would have been in my twenties."
He licked up-down the cunt slit. "Would you have let me?"
"I don't know… oh, hell yes, if I'd known… I… oh, Bobby, God, I don't know. I'm your aunt, after all."
His mouth sucked at her cunt, sucked all the soft pussy meat into his mouth, then he chewed it deliciously.
"Bobby, jeezuzzzz!" Jill moaned.
She leaned back against the sink and rolled her hips in lewd circles at Bobby's gaping mouth, his licking, slicking tongue. Her chin was tucked in, and she looked down, excited by her nephew's voracious pussy appetite.
He finally got her panties down on her ankles as he eagerly ate her cunt. Jill stepped out of them. Bobby stood up. His cock slapped against his belly and wobbled. He bent his knees and humped down so his prick leveled out at her pussy. Jill reached for his hard-on, clutched the cockstalk, brought the burning prickhead to her pussy and plugged him in.
"Whoo, wow!" Bobby panted.
"You're such a naughty boy, Bobby," Jill whispered, her words like sweet honey.
"I'm fuckin' you, Aunt Jill," he sobbed, his voice trembling, his cock fucking slowly in and out of her sucking pussy, his ass pumping ever so meticulously, his balls swinging.
Jill liked the feel, the thick spread or his huge cock in her cunt. She couldn't remember a prick being this hard in her before this moment. She looked down and watched Bobby fuck in and out of her. She set her legs apart, her high heels, black and shiny, firmly on the bathroom tiles, and began a slow circular screwing with her hips, pushing and humping to meet his thrusting prick.
"I've wanted to fuck you for so long, Aunt Jill," Bobby moaned. "I used to jack off to you all the time. I used to love when you'd visit us, so I could see you."
"My, my, you were a naughty boy, weren't you, Bobby? Shame on you… jackin' off to me all the time."
His cock was sliding beautifully in and out of Jill's pussy, and she was thrilled with the hard fucking, the immense cock stuffing her cunt.
Both of them were peering down, watching the glide, the intriguing slick flow of his thick cockstalk as he fucked in and out, his knees still bent, his balls swinging to and fro. A sweet slushing sound, a syrupy sucking filled the bathroom.
"Yeah, once I jacked off in your panties. I went to the guest room when everybody left one night, and I found a pair of yellow panties you had worn in your suitcase. I sat down on the bed and beat off in them."
Jill smiled. "Bobby, you were really a wicked kid, weren't you?"
"Uh-huh."
"And now look what you're doin' to me."
"God yes, I'm fuckin' you, Aunt Jill," he huffed hotly.
"And you're sooooo hard, Bobby!"
She slowly ground her hips around and around, lewd corkscrewing, fucking into the plunge and drive of Bobby's fuck-strokes, fucking back at him salaciously, a sweet, sexy smile toying at the corners of her mouth.
"Wow, you got a body, Aunt Jill," Bobby said, putting his hands on her hips, looking into her movie-star face, her thick lips, the red, fresh lipstick. She wound her arms around his neck. Then he brought his hands up to her tits and held them, bobbling them loosely on his palms.
His cock fucked harder now into Jill's itching pussy, and soon he was fucking her with eight inches of prick.
A sensation of sweet satisfaction rippled through Jill. This was the best fucking she had in years, maybe ever. Bobby's prick was so incredibly rigid, hot, thick, slicking in and out of her cunt. Oh, how she loved it, how it excited her, pleased her.
He played with her tits, fucked his prick, and Jill kept time with the bump and grind of her hips. It was a grand fuck, an award-winning fuck in the bathroom, both nephew and aunt caught in the exciting flow of erotic love, pure pleasure, divine delight.
Bobby was trembling badly. His whole body shuddered, he was so hot. Jill was shaking, too. They were drowning in the rolling waves of ecstasy.
"Fuck it, Bobby, go on fuck like that," Jill whispered.
He pushed and gave her all ten inches.
"Ooooh, fuuhhhh, offf!" Jill gurgled.
Now he gave her big, long, slurping fuckstrokes, his hard cock sliding and slicking in and out of Jill's fabulous pussy.
His knees were still bent, and Jill was still fucking back at Bobby. He continued to hold, jiggle, fondle her huge tits. He looked into her brown eyes. Their stare was magnetic. They looked deeply into each other's eyes, and then Jill felt the hot, roaring flush of cock cream that spurt out of Bobby's prick and flooded her pussy.
He was fucking her with short, hard rabbit jabs now, and she felt the simmer of her climax start slowly, then consume her entire body in rapturous delight.
"Oh, God, Bobby!" she yelped. "Oh, wow! Shit! Oh, oh, uh, uh, whoooooffffff!"
"Aunt Jill! Aunt Jill!" Bobby cried, his cock pouring cum into bet sucking cunt like hot lava.
"Fuck, Bobby, fuck!" Jill gulped. His cock happily hammered her pussy. Bobby squirted gobs of cream as he jabbed her with those hot fuck-strokes, quick, fast, hot, slick.
He had his hands on her hips, holding on. Jill felt the incredible bulge, the bloat of his prick in her pussy.
She climaxed violently, the shudder shaking through her like rough wind. "Ahhhh, oh, ahhhh, whew!" she babbled.
Then they were standing still, trembling in each other's arms, clinging, holding on, their breathing coming in rapid gulps, hot rasps. They panted as their bodies stopped trembling.
Bobby's cock was still in Jill's pussy. She felt it wilting slowly. "My, my, Bobby," she cooed. "You really did fuck your Aunt Jill, didn't you?"
"Yeah, yeah," he panted. "It's what I've always wanted to do."
"Better than beatin' off to me all the time, huh, Bobby?"
"Oh boy, yeah… but I love to whack off to you, fantasize so many things with you."
"Like what?"
"Like how you would suck my cock," he said sheepishly.
"You think about that a lot?"
"Uh-huh."
"Lucky you, huh, Bobby?"
She slipped back and his cock sucked out of her pussy. Jill reached down and clipped her fingers around the gooey, slick cockshaft.
"You'd think of me sucking your prick, and then you'd jack off?"
"Yes," he huffed.
Jill felt his cock thump in her grip. She squeezed. "What would I do?"
"You'd be kneeling in front of me, really suckin' on it."
Jill kissed down his flat, military tummy, her tongue licking, slashing around, licking down as she ducked over. Then she knelt down on both knees in front of Bobby, her hand pumping slowly on his hardening prick.
"That'd be somethin' wouldn't it, me kneeling in front of you, really suckin' on it, huh?"
His cock got bigger in her grip. She pumped with one hand while her other hand jiggled his balls. His prick throbbed into a stiff hard-on.
"It'd be pretty naughty for your aunt to do that, Bobby… to be suckin' on your prick, your big prick, Bobby."
"It'd be fantastic!" he said hotly.
"You'd be a pretty lucky guy to have your Aunt Jill suck your prick, Bobby."
"Oh, Jesus!" he panted.
Her lips touched the big red head of his huge cock. She kissed the tip with sucking lips, her tongue lolling around in a swirl.
"Oh, ohhhhh, fuck!" Bobby gasped.
Jill kissed all over the head of his bulging hard-on, licking, kissing, her red, lipsticked lips soft, gooey, electric, and Bobby moaned in hot, deep delight.
"You'd be pretty lucky if your Aunt Jill sucked your cock, Bobby," Jill whispered.
"Darn right, I would," he gasped.
Her tongue licked down along one side of his tremendous hard-on, then she licked back up, swished her tongue across the tip, and slicked down the other side of his cock to his balls. She flapped and lapped at his huge balls, tickling, titillating Bobby into tremors of pleasure.
His cock wobbled, thrummed, throbbed as she licked, her hands free, simply letting her tongue glide over the boy's wobbling, thumping prick.
"How big is this thing, Bobby?" Jill finally whispered, unable to keep her intrigue with his big prick contained.
"Ten inches."
"Whew!" Jill gasped.
Then she reached back into a drawer next to the sink. She withdrew a tape measure, a yellow-and-black tape, and she pulled it along the side, then on top of his prick, measuring his fucker.
"Shit, Bobby, it's more than ten inches!"
"It is?"
"It's right at eleven, honey."
She dropped the tape and clutched both hands around his wild freak-cock, kissed the cockhead again and sucked his prick into her mouth, taking him flush back into her throat opening, then bobbing in and out, her pretty head dipping, her lush lips locked on his throbbing prick.
"Oh, oh, Aunt Jill… I've thought about this so many times while I beat off to you."
She sucked sweetly on his huge prick, her lips gliding in and out, her tongue swerving around. She held his cock with one hand now at the base of the stalk, while she held her hand under the big balls and cupped them.
"Damn, Aunt Jill!" Bobby cried.
Now she was really dipping in and out, her face a mask of passion, her lips plunging around the hard cockstalk, and she sucked, sucked, sucked… her head bobbing like a chicken.
Bobby threw his head back in pure delight, wrinkling his forehead, a smile of satisfaction playing on his lips.
Jill really had a good blow-job going on her little, handsome nephew. His cock was so large that she ravished it, sucked, bit, licked, slobbered in hot licks and sweet sucks.
"God, I'm so lucky!" Bobby yelped.
"Mmmmmm, mmmm," Jill agreed, her month bulging with cock, her cheeks puffed out as if she were blowing a bubble.
She could feel his cock get harder and could not imagine a prick so big, so hard. She sucked in loud slurps now, and she knew she had Bobby on the edge. She slid off his cock quickly, grabbed it and pumped wildly, jacked her hand in a flashing, blazing blur.
Bobby came. He erupted. Gobs of jism flew from the tip of his prick and splattered on Jill's tits. Big splashes of warm cockcream splattered onto the beautiful woman. She pumped, jerked, hiked her hand in a hot hand-job, making Bobby stiff as a board, his cock pouring a gushing stream of steaming cum at her. A hunk splashed on the tip of her nose, another gob splattered on her cheek, dribbling slowly to the corner of her mouth. All the time, her hand strummed beautifully midway on Bobby's prick, jacking him, the top of his cock wiggling, wobbling, bulging, and spitting gooey jizz in hot spurts.
"Aunt Jill!" Bobby sobbed. "Oh, damn that's good… you do that so good."
"Cream off, Bobby!" she hissed back at him. "Cream off!"
She loved the feel of his super-hard prick in her hand – the hardness, the slick cockstalk, the shooting prickhead. She ogled the explosion of cock cream that hosed her. She watched her hand move faster and faster, stiffening Bobby's body even more, making him moan like a wild animal.
"Ahhhhhh!" he cried.
"I'm doin' it, Bobby… I'm beatin' you off – all the way off, and you're shootin' like fire hose."
"My, my, Bobby – you are a naughty one."
"Can we, though?"
"We'll see."
"Know what else I've always wanted to do?" he asked.
She was intrigued by all the fantasies he created around her, flattered and excited by it.
"What, Bobby?"
"This," he said, dipping down to his knees and turning her sideways in the mirror, kneeling behind her. His hands fanned out over the marvelous expanse of her fabulous plush ass.
"I've always wanted to lick your ass, kiss your ass, Aunt Jill."
"Oooo, whew, Bobby – that's really naughty!"
"I've dreamed of doing it."
And his tongue was suddenly slapping at the cheeks of Jill's ass, and he licked in long tongue strokes all over the firm, round hillocks.
Then he ran his tongue up and down, slicked and licked up and down the crack of her ass, slithering his tongue like a wild snake.
"Bobbbbbby!" Jill groaned excitedly.
"Mmmm," Bobby mumbled, testifying to the tastiness of Jill's big, round ass.
He twirled his tongue wildly now, shoving it up her asshole.
"Whewwww, sheezzz!" Jill hissed.
Bobby licked the rim, then twiddled his hot tongue at Jill's sweet assbud.
She shivered with delight. "Oh, wow, right up my shithole!" she gasped. "Feels good."
"Mmmmmm, good," Bobby murmured.
"Oh, you bad boy!"
"Mmmmm, mmmmm, good."
Then Jill cooed hotly at him. "Fuck my asshole with your nasty tongue, Bobby."
His tongue and mouth made loud shushing noises as he filled Jill's ass crack with hot spit, then tickled at her asshole again.
Jill watched in the mirror the way Bobby had her gorgeous ass cheeks spread, how his face was mashed into the chubby roundness, how his head twisted. His nose nuzzled the crack of her an.
"Rim me, Bobby. Rim my asshole, give me a rim-job, it's what you always wanted to do… what you dreamed of… what you jacked off to, just what're doin' now."
"Mmmmmmm, mmmm," he moaned, slapping her asshole loudly with his wobbling tongue.
Jill stood nude except for her black high heels and her bra, which was overflowing with her huge tits. She bent over, put her hands on her knees and began a lewd roll-show, her ass undulating in slow circles.
Jill peered at her gorgeous face in the mirror, her thick red lips, her wonderful tits, she looked back and watched her nephew eat out her asshole.
She stuck her hand between her legs and began a slow roll on her clit, finger-fucking herself while Bobby pleasured her with his tongue. It felt good. She rolled her ass back at Bobby. He licked frantically up and down the crack, wiggling his tongue wildly at her shithole. Jill fucked her pussy with her fingers, all bent over, looking marvelous.
Bobby stood up. His cock was hard again, and it banged against Jill's spit-soaked ass. He bent at the knees, humped down, and shoved his huge prick between Jill's thighs. She watched in the mirror, saw the cockhead slide out from between her legs, the big bulging prickhead. She caught it in her palm, bent the tip back and rubbed her pussylips with Bobby's brick-hard cock.
She bent over a more, spread her legs wide, reached up, one hand still on her knee, grabbed his prick, then inserted the cockhead in her cunt.
They watched in the mirror as Bobby gurgled his passion in a low moan, then started a slow fuck-stroke, slicking, sliding, sawing his prick between Jill's thighs from behind, shoving several hard inches of cock in and out of her pussy.
They were both hot again, breathing heavily.
Bobby's cock made clicking noises, like someone chewing gum, as it fucked in and out of Jill's pussy.
"You do like to fuck, don't you, Bobby?" Jill whispered.
"Yes, with you, Aunt Jill… with you!"
"You are somethin' else, Bobby… you are a bad boy."
"Could we just stay here and fuck all day, Aunt Jill?"
"You are crazy, aren't you, Bobby? No we can t."
"Then tonight, late, can I fuck you?" Their eyes met in the mirror, a magnetic connection. Bobby's cock fucked in and out of her cunt, and Jill felt good.
"I wanna fuck you again tonight," Bobby huffed, putting his hands on Jill's swinging ass, holding her hips, fucking into her faster and faster.
"You come to my room after everyone's gone to sleep, Bobby. We'll go in the closet and you can fuck me."
Bobby came.
Jill felt the splashing cum-load. She fucked back as he humped like an animal behind her. She fucked faster and faster, grinding down on his cock, taking as much as she could get.
The sweet thrill of sex-satisfaction swept her body in a flood of radiant pleasure.