Brian Layer - Ann_s boy hunger

"You've grown so much since the last time I saw you, Billy, that I hardly recognized you," she told him. "I'll bet the girls are after you all the time. Do you have a steady girl friend?"

"Not exactly. There is a girl that I take to all the dances, but I spend most of my time with the guys. I'm on the baseball team at school."

"I'm sure a boy your age is interested in girls, though, aren't you?" she persisted.

"Yeah, sure. But it doesn't do you much good. All the girls at school are virgins and they want to stay that way, it seems," he said.

"Weil, young girls are very often like that. Don't you know any older ones?" she asked, trying not to sound too obvious.

"No," was all he said. Ann let the subject drop for the time being. If he wasn't her sister's kid, she N would have pulled over to the side of the road and attacked him. He sounded like a virgin himself, and they were getting rare these days. Ann loved to break in young boys. And a kid as good-looking as Billy would be a real prize. The slippery liquid was seeping out of her pussy again as she thought about the possibilities that lay ahead with her nephew.

They parked in the lot at the restaurant and waited for Bob and Jane to show up. They had to wait quite a while and Ann told Billy not to tell them how quickly they got there. As they walked to their table, all eyes were on Ann. Her bulging tits and swinging ass always attracted attention. She made sure she sat opposite from Billy, so she could watch him watching her. He seemed to be interested in the soft flesh that was squeezed out the top of her gown. Ann kicked off her shoes under the table and played footsies with the young boy. At first, he looked shocked, but Ann gave him a friendly wink and he seemed to relax and enjoy the foot that was sneaking up his pant leg.

Her under-the-table footwork, seemed to be having some effect on the boy. He began staring at her cleavage more often and more intently. As they ate dessert, Ann's alcohol-muddled mind was working on a way to get this beautiful young stud alone. It wasn't easy to plot a scheme in her condition, but this was important and she tried her best.

"There's a little theater company in town that puts on terrific plays. The one they're doing now is supposed to be fantastic," she said "I have a friend we can leave Billy with. I'll call now for tickets, if you're interested."

Ann knew that her sister was an avid playgoer and wouldn't be able to resist the idea; When Jane said she would like that very much, Ann got up carefully and went to the phone. She made reservations for three but told the person on the phone that he should only save two tickets if someone else really wanted to buy hers and it looked like they might sell out. On her way back to the table, Ann felt that her plan was going to work.

When they left the restaurant, it was time to head for the theater. As they walked to their cars, Ann suddenly announced that she was getting a headache and thought she better not go to the play after all. She suggested that she take Billy home with her and the two of them could spend a quiet evening together. As she explained this, she began to feel the excitement that always preceded a sexual adventure with a young hacker.

Bob and Jane said they were very sorry that she felt bad, but under the circumstances, it sounded like a good idea for her to go home and take it easy. For a second, Ann was afraid that someone might suggest that Billy go to the play since Ann wasn't going to use her reservation; but, fortunately, no one suggested it. She and Billy got into the Jag. This time she started the engine without racing it, as she thought she would if she really had a headache, for Bob and Jane's benefit.

On the way back to her place, Billy was quiet, as if he really believed her story about a headache.

"Can you keep a secret?" she asked him, at last.

"Sure.."

"I didn't really have a headache. I just didn't feel like seeing a play suddenly, and since I was the one who suggested it, I would have felt foolish just changing my mind," she told the boy and felt good about revealing the truth, or at least part of it, to him. Maybe she could reveal the rest to him afterwards.

When they got to her place, Ann asked him if he wanted, anything. He seemed. confused by the question, so she let it drop for the time being. As she suspected, she would have to be the aggressive on in the coming action.

"I'm going to change," she told him. "You can turn on the TV, or put on a record. Make yourself at home.

Ann went into the bedroom and slipped out of her gown. She hadn't closed the door and she knew that one side of the room could be seen from the living room. She walked back and forth with only her undies on and her bare boobs bouncing around on her chest. Out of the corner of her eye, she watched to see if Billy had seen her. Finally she noticed him in the other room, in eyeshot of her. She stopped and pretended to look through a drawer that was in sight of him, and pretended not to notice him watching.

Billy stared at her gorgeous body. His cock began stirring in his pants as his body reacted to the view. There was his aunt, leaning over a drawer with her tits hanging down and swaying gently like huge wrecking balls. He couldn't help imagining those jugs swinging his way and crashing into his face. Her stomach was thin and flat, with only a few small folds of flesh on her belly due to the say she was leaning forward. Her ass stuck out in such a beautiful curve that he would have given anything to have been able to run his hands over the surface of the firm mounds. He could almost feel his fingers sinking into the softness of those cheeks. Below her ass, the profile of her legs tapered down nicely to her thin ankles.

Billy was going wild. He hadn't seen a naked woman in the flesh before. This beautiful creature looked sexier than any of the women in his collection of nudie magazines that he kept hidden under his mattress, and this woman was real flesh and blood, not a piece of paper covered with ink. As he stared longingly at her, she suddenly stood up and looked at him. He didn't know what to do.

Rather than getting embarrassed and running away, Ann smiled at him and said, "Ah hah, caught you peeking, didn't I?" Then she walked out of sight and threw her robe over her, She smiled to herself when she realized what a powerful effect the sight of her naked body had had on him, and the effect was clearly showing on his face.

When she came out of the bedroom, Billy was looking through her record collection., and didn't look up at her. She could see his cheeks were burning bright red.

"Don't be embarrassed, Billy. I know you weren't intentionally peeking at me," she said, feeling her way slowly. "Haven't you ever seen a flaked woman before?" She asked him in a voice that told him she wasn't teasing him, but that she really wanted to know and that she was interested in him. Ann really was interested. Not only was he her nephew, but she felt a genuine concern for young boys who didn't get the sex they needed. A boy like Billy could be distracted to obsession with, the unfulfilled need for a good fuck, and if she could do this service for humanity, she would while she was feeding her own insatiable desires.

"Only in pictures," the boy admitted in a soft voice.

"That's really too bad," she said compassionately. "Would you like to see more of me?"

The boy looked up in amazement. It was obviously the first such offer he'd had in his young life. "S-Sure," he stammered in disbelief. Ann had walked over to him as she spoke and was just a few feet from him as he knelt down at her record shelf. Standing over him, she untied the belt of her robe, letting it fall open. She waited a second before removing the garment completely. As it hung open, Billy could see her hairy beaver in the semidarkness of the robe. Following the opening upwards, he saw her belly button and then the valley between her tits.