Robert Vickers: Swinging aunt

Hungrily, he continued to eat her cunt. The taste of her succulent fuck juices spurred him on. The feel of her trembling pussy walls against his hard-fucking tongue sent tremors throughout his body. He could feel the effect eating his aunt was having on his prick. It stirred and quivered, but wasn't yet able to come to full erection.

The youth decided to hurry things along. He knew it wouldn't be much longer before he was sporting a boner again and could fuck this tight, hot cunt. But it wasn't just any cunt. This was his aunt's pussy!

The thoughts of incest stopped his ravaging tongue for a moment. He shouldn't be doing this. It was morally wrong. His aunt was old enough to be his mother. It wasn't right – she was his mother's sister!

Then came the incentive he needed to keep going. The woman's thighs tightened sensuously around his head and he felt his ears mashed flat to the sides of his head again. But he didn't mind at all. He thought it was sexy, one hell of a big turn-on.

He licked along her turgid pussy lips, then began fucking the hell out of her cunt with his tongue. He thought it might fall out by the roots because of the way his jaws ached so, but he didn't care.

This was fun!

He heard his aunt come. Really come.

He slurped up the flood of her frothy cunt oils as they blasted from her superheated insides. Sucking and licking, he couldn't stay in her pussy any longer. His jaws ached and he knew his tongue would fall off if he tried tongue-fucking his aunt's pussy with it any more. Instead of this, he moved to her clit.

The tiny organ stood firm and erect. He sucked it into his mouth and teased it with just the tip of his tongue.

If he'd thought the last come was a big one, he was totally wrong. This licking of her aroused clit sent her soaring into space. She was in a sexual orbit higher than he would have believed possible. Not knowing what to do, her legs pulling his face firmly into her crotch, he kept licking and orally attacking her clit.

This kept her sexually strung out for almost a minute. By the time she had come down from her sex high, she was drenched in sweat and panting and deliriously happy with her nephew.

"Did I do okay?" he asked. That eagerness about knowing how he was doing thrilled Gloria in a way she couldn't easily put into words. While she didn't care for men who simply fucked and then rolled over and went to sleep, she wasn't used to having to constantly reassure the man that he had done okay. Most of the men she'd fucked know they were men and knew they did a good job.

She had to keep reminding herself that this wasn't a man, not really. He was a eighteen-year-old whose sexual experiences apparently were limited to occasional fucking with this eighteen-year-old girlfriend. That didn't give the perspective that long years of screwing gave.

"You did great, Larry. I'm surprised, in fact," she added. "You did better than a lot of men."

She didn't bother to add that, while this was true, she never had balled with any man a second time who didn't give her enough pleasure the first time in bed. Her nephew was still learning all the right moves. She didn't want to tell him that she had had better.

"Wow, I can hardly believe this," he said, pulling himself up into a sitting position. "I mean. God, my very own cunt and everything!"

She smiled and lazily rolled over to put her head in his lap. Her brown hair floated down and tickled his crotch, giving his prick a funny, uneasy feeling.

"Uh, look, Aunt Gloria. Do you think we should keep on? I mean, God, I loved it, I really did, but…"

"But you still think there's something evil about feeling good." She heaved a deep sigh. Even today's kids were contaminated with the old-style morality. To be as free and loose and to have as much fun as possible had died out quick in the younger generation.

"Look, Larry, whatever two adults do is perfectly okay. As long as they're not hurting anybody, and they dig it, who cares? Who the fuck should care if we have fun together?"

"I'm only eighteen," he said.

"Sure, but you could fool most people. And the definition of adult shouldn't have anything to do with age. It should be what kind of a person you are. Some people are adults by the time they're fourteen or fifteen and others die of old age and are still mentally no better than children. I think, you're ready for a man's share of sex. Don't you?"

She moved her head further into his lap so that his limp cock was only a few inches away should she decide to turn her head. She wanted to see what sort of reaction she got before she went ahead and popped that lovely, long prick between her lips and sucked like hell.

"I guess so. I mean, I feel like an adult. It was super with you. And you said I did good when I was eating you out. But, damn it, Aunt Gloria, you are my aunt!"

"So?"

"So relatives shouldn't do things like this. It's incest. It's a sin. Not just illegal, but morally wrong, too."

"Like all 'moral' things, religious laws were made to keep people from doing something that would be dangerous – but this was a couple thousand years ago, if not longer. With the Pill and little chance of a woman getting pregnant unless she wants to, don't you think we've outgrown the need for 'morality' like that? We're adults and we enjoy fucking each other, why shouldn't we?"

"It still seems wrong," he said, but his tone told her he wasn't too sure. He simply argued because he thought be should.

She rolled over and shoved her face down firmly into his crotch. The woman didn't bother to use her fingers. She let her tongue do all the work. Her agile tongue snaked out and looped around his balls. As she pulled her tongue back in, it slithered across his hairy bag and stirred the nuts inside. She then succeeded in scooping up his dead cock.

Or was it so dead? She felt a tremor of desire course through it. She pulled it in between her ruby lips and then clamped down firmly on it. Sucking harder, she managed to trap the glans firmly between her hard, white teeth.

"God, don't bite it off!" he begged. But his tone wasn't one of fear. He was enjoying this. He was just unsure of himself and what she would want to do with his prick.

She managed to say, "I won't bite it off. Don't worry. This is going to be seat. Does it feel okay?"

"More than okay," he sighed. She thought he was having trouble keeping his voice from breaking due to the intense sexual strain he must be under. She doubted if his eighteen-year-old girlfriend was sophisticated enough to ever go down on him. The girl had sounded as if she had wanted to get laid but didn't know of any other options open to sexually active adults.

Gloria smiled and sucked a little harder on his cock. Using the tip of her tongue, she tried to force her way down into his piss-slit. They both realized this wasn't possible, but it turned them both on in a big way.

The woman's tongue swirled around the hardening cap of his cock until she felt his heart beating strongly. Bobbing her head up and down on the half-stiff prick gave her the chance to face-fuck herself. The feel of cock rubbing against her lips again made her pussy ooze out another flood of cunt juice. She was getting hotter than he was!

But he was responding. That was what mattered to her. She would get him nice and hard and then they would fuck again. She needed it. Her cunt begged for cock – and it was going to get it!

"God, Aunt Gloria, this is too much. Sucking on my cock like that makes me feel all weak and shaky. I… oh, sweet Jesus, that's nice!"

She teased his prick until it was more than half stiff. It throbbed with need now and she was more than happy to try to fill that need. She moved and her hair spilled down into the boy's lap. She began running her face up and down on his cock. The shaft of hard man meat speared in and out of her mouth until she was almost sobbing with delight.