Robert Vickers - Swinging aunt

"Keep going, Larry. I love it when you tongue my titties."

"Wouldn't stop for anything in the world, Aunt Gloria. After all, you're the one who showed me where it's at."

She didn't bother to ask what "it" was. She knew. He had been blundering along like millions of other teenaged kids when she had taken him under her power and shown him how to get real, adult satisfaction from fucking. The woman realized that in his new sophistication that Larry would never be able to return to Elaine or any other eighteen-year-old girl.

They simply weren't good enough for him. He had advanced beyond his years. He was a real stud, the type the girls always talked about in giggly voices in the locker room after PE class. Gloria knew that the real studs didn't really exist in high schools, at least not among the teenagers.

Not till now. She had created one by creative instruction. The careful, tormenting way his tongue worked up one white slope of tit told her that he had learned well. He was teasing her, promising more and more to come and giving her only enough to make that promise seem real. He was stringing her out sexually and building her desires to the breaking point. When he actually got his hard-on back, it would make the fucking all the more thrilling for her.

He had turned out well, her nephew had. And she was the one responsible for teaching him all the tricks he had learned.

"A nice nipple," he said, his tongue worrying the hard nubbin cresting the mountain of titflesh. He rolled the nipple around until the woman struggled passionately under the oral onslaught.

He left behind a trail of glistening saliva that quickly cooled. This gave her an alternating hot and cold sensation on her delicate nipples. More and more excited blood hammered into the tiny nubbin until her nipple pointed directly up at the sky, a red pointing finger of incredible sensitivity.

The teenager used that sensitivity to get his aunt off. He lightly nipped at the glowing bud and then gnawed on it, using his back teeth.

This was more than she could take. She exploded inside. Coming hard, she thrashed around on the ground. The youth's mouth followed her no matter where she went. It was like a missile honing in on its target. The more she squirmed, the harder he sucked and tongued her tits.

"Good, Larry," she sobbed. "It's so damned good. But I want more! Give me your cock again. Fuck me with it."

"I want you to suck on it, Aunt Gloria. I want to feel your tongue working on it. And this time I want to come in your mouth."

She knew she should have been shocked at the boy's language. He hadn't talked like this before she had shown him how much fucking added to life. But she responded to his demands. Her pussy watered almost as much as her mouth at the idea. To have his pearly-white come blasting across her taste buds and spattering onto her tonsils sounded like heaven on earth to her.

She began clawing wildly at him, trying to get closer to his crotch. That was where the real action was. That was where his prick slept. She was just the one to awaken it into a hard, virile fuck stick. "And I'll eat you out while you're sucking," he solemnly declared. The idea of mutual oral fix turned her on even more. She loved the feel of a tongue worming all the way up and into her hot little cunt. To have cock in her mouth while she was being eaten out only added to her arousal.

"Yes, Larry, yes, I'll love that!" She spread her legs wantonly wide for him. She didn't warn him to leave her, ever. And when his tongue pushed aside the pussy cunt lips and plunged all the way up into her cunt she came again.

She opened her eyes and saw the limp snake of his cock dangling down just inches from her mouth. She almost laughed at it. The cock looked so useless in this state – and it was. She mentally corrected herself, this wasn't a cock. A cock was hard and thrusting and throbbingly alive. This was a penis, good for nothing more than pissing.

She would change that in a hurry. She sucked hard and managed to snare the end of his prick. Pulling it between her lips, she began running her tongue all over the hooded glans. The purple knob began to pulse with power. Sucking harder, running her tongue faster and faster over the slowly stiffening prick, she found she couldn't get enough of it into her mouth to satisfy her.

The entire limp prick finally fit into her lips. She felt the hammering pulse through the tip of her tongue. And as the cock hardened it filled her mouth completely. She twisted her head and straightened out her windpipe to get the entire length of her nephew's cock into her throat. It lodged securely, warmly, pressing into her esophagus.

"God, Aunt Gloria, I can hardly control myself!" the youth called out. "This is super!"

She swallowed several times to let him know what was in store for him. Then the woman had to reluctantly allow the cock to slip out of her throat. She needed the air to breathe. As the air rushed into her lungs, she gasped and arched her back.

He had begun licking around her clit, teasing the meek little organ into full erection. The spire of super-sensitive flesh was the center of all her pleasure. He could play with her using the simple fuck of his tongue. And he did.

She came hard and almost took his prick off as she cried out. Her teeth raked along the sensitive underside of his cock, not quite cutting it but definitely gouging it. The ragged welts left by her teeth, though, added to his pleasure. The streaks of red burned brightly and filled his groin with new heat. The excitement almost brought him off.

The youth had to work hard to restrain himself. His cock throbbed with a might that he hadn't thought possible. He was still young but he had assumed one erection was like any other. This was different. He could feel the power radiating throughout his body. Male power. The power of his cock.

Without even thinking, he thrust downward, spearing his prick into the woman's eagerly awaiting mouth. Slowly at first, then with more authority, he began face-fucking his aunt.

"Ummm, yes, yes," she muttered around the thick plug of his fuck stick. "I want more! Give me mooooore!"

He was bunching up and down, using all the power locked up inside to give her what she wanted. Then he realized he wasn't eating her pussy. He was too busy concentrating on what was going on with his cock.

Bending forward, he ran his tongue along the oozing gash of her pussy. He wiggled his tongue into the area between her puffed-up cunt lips and then plunged down into the cunt hole. She writhed around and sucked even harder on his prick. He maintained his fucking rhythm, keeping his prick moving smoothly against his aunt's lips. This sent shivers of desire racing along his cock to burst inside his balls.

It took more and more will power to keep from shooting his load of jism. The way his balls tumbled around in the tight pressure cooker of his scrotum, he wondered how he could keep up the face-fucking much longer. But this was too good to stop now! He wanted more, lots more!

The way he felt now, he wanted this to continue for ever and ever! He reapplied his mouth to her gash and began slipping his tongue in and out with the same rhythm he used to shove his cock into her mouth. The action was easier for him to handle this way.

In went his tongue. In went his prick. For a moment he would stir both around, his tongue in her hot cunt and his cock in her equally hot mouth. Then a slow-motion withdrawal to tease her, to build her up for the next thrust. Over and over he repeated this pattern until it began to take a mighty toll on his control.

He fought down the tide of his come. It inched along his hard prick, threatening to erupt at any second. He wanted to keep fucking. This was too soon!

The taste of her cunt oils coated his tongue and made his mouth water in joy. He rolled the fuck sauce around to get the full effect. His taste buds came alive as the salty, slightly acrid taste penetrated. He rolled his tongue against the soft, yielding walls of her cunt, stroking until his jaws ached. It felt as if his tongue would fall out from the strain.