Unknown - Mom gets it on

"Christ!" she groaned harshly. "Aw, Christ that's good! Now your cock-oil your cock, Paul."

Paul pulled his thumb out of her ass, and coated his prick thickly with the cream. His cock bobbed heavily when he leaned over to set the bottle of lotion down again.

"Put it in me," his aunt hissed. "Put it in me!"

Paul nuzzled the oily head of his prick against her asshole. Steadying his rigid cock with his hand, he leaned forward. He felt her anal ring slowly and reluctantly open. His cock head compressed from the pressure. The pleasure of the slow penetration of his aunt's asshole was greater than he had imagined it would be.

A fraction of a millimeter at a time, her anal ring dilated, admitted the knob of his cock. He could see how his rubbery glans was constricted by her sphincter muscle. He pressed in, watched as the last sliver of his cock head vanished into her bowels. Her asshole contracted into the groove behind his glans like a tourniquet sucking his cock inward.

"Wait!" she said sharply. "Awww, my God, that feels wonderful. Hurts-kind of stings like, but jeez, it feels good."

Paul waited for a moment, then pushed experimentally. His prick slid into her easily now that the bulging cap was inside her, had already distended her asshole.

"Wait!" she yelled.

It was too late. Paul drove the full length of his cock into her ass as her arms collapsed, and she dropped onto the blanket on the grass. His hips

jammed up against her ass as the hot, greasy, velvet walls of her bowels embraced the seething length of his prick. It was tighter and hotter than Jan's virgin cunt had been. His balls pulsed on the verge of an orgasm as he savored the hot embrace of her asshole.

"Ahhggg!" Aunt Lii bellowed into the blanket. "Ahhggg! How f-far in are you?"

"All the way." ~

"My God, it f-feels fantastic," she moaned. "You didn't cum yet, did you?"

"Nope. But I will if I move much."

"Don't move! Not yet, wait until I get used to it."

"Does it hurt?"

"A little. But it feels wonderful, too. Do you like it?"

"Yeah," he answered enthusiastically. "It's tighter and not as slippery as a cunt. It's great. Really fantastic."

He waited for a long time. He was relieved his cock showed no signs of losing its hardness.

"Move in me now," Aunt Lil ordered.

Slowly and carefully, Paul drew back, felt the hot walls of her clit chute slide along his cock. He loved the searing friction. He couldn't believe it. He paused with just the head of his cock in her, then drove it back into her slowly.

"Awww yeah," she whispered hotly. "Go to it!" Paul drew back and thrust into her again, felt his prick seep its juice into her hot depths. His orgasm, when it came, was going to be a doozie. But the amazing thing was that, because of the long pause at the beginning, he had the feeling he could go for a long, long time without climaxing.

"Hurt me," she moaned. "Hurt my tit!"

Reaching around her, he grasped her tits and squeezed them. His fingers dug into her soft flesh. He felt her brush his balls as she reached back under herself and thrust her hand into her cunt.

He fucked her ass slowly and steadily. He tortured her tits as she fingered her cunt. His cumn was swelling and throbbing in his guts as his cock burned along her rectal walls. He was going to cumn, soon. Very soon he was going to spurt thick jism into his aunt's ass. He was too far gone to do more than just keep moving, keep pounding his young cock into her greasy depths and twist the heavy masses of her mature tits.

"God, stop!" she moaned. "I'm cumming! Stop! Stop! STOP!"

Paul reamed hex out one last time. He couldn't stop. Then he felt his cum erupting from his convulsing cock. He had the entire spurting length of his prick slammed full depth into her spanning ass. He held on, and pumped thick gooey waves of jism into her. He was working against a fabulous back pressure that made his pleasure all the greater.

His aunt shuddered under him as he clung to her back and poured his load into her shit chute. The muscular waves trying to drive out his invading bulk defeated themselves, kept his spurting going, until at last his balls were drained and his cock was twitching dryly in her clutching ass. Then, as his hard-on began to fade, he pulled back, extracted his withering cock from her asshole.

"CHRIST!" Lii exploded as she collapsed onto the blanket. She stopped with her ass raised slightly. The sun shone fully on her brutalized asshole. A shining strand of jism glistened on the inside of one thigh. She lay with her arms under her. Her fingertips were visible between her spread legs.

Paul sat back, his cock drained and limp. Unseen by either of them, Jan stood at the kitchen window, her eyes wide, a satisfied smile on her face.

"Man, sure is hot today," Kenny observed as the three homes plodded down the bridle path.

"Yeah," Jan agreed.

"Yeah," Paul echoed. His mind was more on his precarious perch on the swaying animal than on the weather. He had lied when they had asked if he had ever ridden before well, not lied, exactly. But he had sure stretched the truth. A ride on a small pony at the age of six wasn't quite the same as being up on a full-grown horse. He didn't remember that some tender parts had started to rub raw when he had ridden the pony. But then, his nickel had only bought five minutes on the docile beast.

Paul's horse stumbled slightly, and desperately, Paul grabbed the saddle horn. Jan's eyebrow went up. Why'd she have to be watching! Paul shifted restlessly in his saddle, and her lips quirked in a poorly suppressed smile.

"Can't we rest somewhere?" Paul asked plaintively, breaking his stoical silence at last.

"I know of a neat pond," Kenny answered.

"Let's go see it," Jan said enthusiastically.

As they picked their way down the steep bank, Paul thought he was going to pitch head first into the underbrush. At the bottom he clambered gratefully down and tied his horse to a nearby branch.

"Gee the water looks nice," Jan said. "Is it clean?"

"Clean enough to drink, even," Kenny answered with the pride of ownership. "I've swum in it, too."

"Swum?" Jan asked, teasing.

"Swim, swam, swum," Kenny answered.

Paul thought the cool water would feel great on his sores. "Wish we could swim now," he remarked wistfully.

"Why can't we?" Jan asked, eyeing her cousin mischievously.

"No suits," Kenny said.

"So what?" Jan retorted.

"Yeah, so what?" Paul echoed, feeling a sudden hot tightening in his belly. There wasn't any reason why he and Jan couldn't go skinny dipping, except Kenny. If Jan didn't mind Kenny being there, Paul certainly didn't.

Kenny accepted the challenge with intriguing ease. "Yeah, so what," he said. "Last one in is a rotten egg!" He started undressing.

There was a wild flurry of arms and legs, a blizzard of discarded clothes. Hampered by sore muscles and raw patches of skin, Paul was last. But he did get a look at two twitching, jumping asses as Kenny and Jan sprinted into the pond. Then, his cock bobbing and waving wildly, Paul dashed after them. By the time he caught up with them, they were floating on their backs in the water. Concentric circles of ripples were spreading out from them.

Paul's main sensation as he fell forward into the water was one of relief. The water soothed his aches and pains. Then Jan attacked, tried to

wrestle him under the water. Her sleek, lithe body rubbed his, and his cock thrust out abruptly. The touch of her satin skin, the softness of her tits, the feel of her cunt stroking his flank all reminded him of what they had done.

Kicking to the surface, he started after her. His hand slid along the back of one kicking leg, clear from her ass to her ankle, before he got a grip on her. He hauled her backward, and under the water. Then she got away, and vanished. He and Kenny looked around warily. Then Kenny gave a squawk and disappeared in a geyser of spray.