Don Scott: Their horny wild aunt

Her nephew's obscene language, combined with the warmth of his hands kneading her tingling tits, and the feel of his cock pulsating against her ass, made all of Patti's defenses fade away. She closed her eyes and let her head hang clown, her chin nearly to her chest as Carl unbuttoned her blouse to fondle the twin, milky tits that provided so much pleasure for herself and her lovers.

When Carl unbuttoned Patti's skirt, it slipped down to her ankles. He was surprised to find that she wasn't wearing panties. Caressing her ass, he rubbed the lacy garter belt with his thumb, liking the feel of the material in combination with the warmth and smoothness of her flesh.

"I'm going to fuck you now," he hissed, jerking the throbbing pole of blood and muscle out of his pants.

Patti was all set for him. Her curvaceous, voluptuous body quivering, she waited impatiently for his long prick to come charging up her pussy.

Then an idea struck her with the force of a punch to the stomach. Abel had already fucked her cunt and left his cum there! If Carl would fuck her now, he'd surely realize that she had fucked Abel!

"Wait, not there," Patti hissed. "Let me suck you off! I know how much you enjoy blow-jobs."

"No way! I want to fuck."

"I don't want you in my cunt, damn it!"

"Fine," Carl said.

His cock was already like a steel beam, jutting from his body without any give to it at all. He clamped his left hand over Patti's mouth, pulling her head back slightly. With his right he aimed the bullet-shaped tip of his cock at her asshole.

Patti didn't know what was happening at first. She thought Carl intended on fucking her pussy despite her protests. That, she figured, was why he was holding his hand so tightly over her mouth. But when she felt the huge, bulbous head of his cock pressing against the tight, almost virgin asshole, she knew what her nephew had in mind – and it scared the hell out of her.

The big-titted brunette had fucked and sucked countless cocks in her lifetime. But getting ass-fucked was something that she had done only a few times, and only with men who didn't have cocks nearly the size of Carl's enormous prick. His cock was too big for her tiny asshole; Patti was absolutely certain of that. The enormous column of cock-meat just wouldn't fit into her ass without tearing her apart.

"Ummmmm!" was the choked moan as she felt the cockhead jabbing harder against her tender asshole. Her beautiful, big, blue-green eyes were open wide, filled with the primal horror that she felt.

Carl was too turned-on to stop. Even if he hadn't had his hand over Patti's mouth to silence her, her words of protest and pain wouldn't have stopped or slowed him. His awesome, bone-hard prick needed to be buried full-length in her body, and he had chosen her ass to sink it into. As horny as he was, there was no turning back, no possible way to change his plans.

"Ug!" Carl grunted, putting more force behind his cock. With a savage thrust he impaled his aunt on his prick, sinking the enormous pricktip and an inch or two of the shaft up her ass.

Patti's eyes fluttered as pain ripped through her abused body. She was positively certain that her nephew's big cock had torn her ass apart. Actually, the cock wasn't doing any real damage to the big-titted woman, but that didn't stop her pain-induced visions of horror from taking control of her senses.

Clawing at Carl's hand, Patti dug her fingernails into his flesh. The deeper and harder she clawed at his hand, the more he pulled her head back until she was bent slightly backward.

Spreading his feet wide, Carl had his cheek against Patti's. His cock was five inches deep into her asshole. Bending his knees slightly, then straightening them as he pulled Patti's upper body backward, he lifted her off the floor. The firm, round cheeks of her ass parted more and she slid down his cockpole until every throbbing inch of his cock was up her ass.

Patti hissed as the wind gushed from her lungs, whistling through her nostrils. She quit clawing at Carl's hand. The pain, which was immediately so intense that every nerve-ending was frazzled, became a dull throbbing in her ass. Her toes pointed downward, one shoe falling off as she was suspended in midair, held up by Carl's cock and the hand, that remained clamped over her mouth.

Once he was completely buried in the humid, tight fuck-hole of his aunt's ass, Carl held her steady, keeping her off the floor as he enjoyed the firm contractions of her ass on his cock. He bounced slightly, rocking on his heels, and his cock went even deeper.

"Tight," he groaned in Patti's ear, bending his knees. When his cock pulled out a couple inches, he leaped again, plowing his prickpole into her ass, pushing the dizzy woman off the floor.

Patti's mammoth tits jiggled and swayed on her chest, the hard nipples poking out from large areolas. She held onto Carl's wrist passively, her other hand dropping to her side.

When Carl let her down and unplugged several inches of his cock from her asshole, she had just enough strength to hold herself up. Then, almost as soon as she felt the dull relief of having the cock withdrawing from her abused ass, the long, broad prick came charging into her again. She felt Carl's hips smack against her asscheek and her feet once again come off the floor.

"Ug! Ug! Ug!" Carl grunted as he reamed his aunt's asshole deeper than it had ever been reamed before. His hot breath hissed over her ear, seemingly burning her flesh. The awesome, ass-stretching prick of muscle between his legs stabbed relentlessly into her time and time again.

The pain was gone now, replaced by a feeling of having something long and hard shoving into her body. She felt totally filled with cockmeat, more filled than she had ever been before. The dizzying pain had subsided and was replaced by a semi-conscious knowledge of being ass-fucked. Patti knew that tomorrow she'd be sore. But now she would take the cock up her ass until Carl shot his nuts off because she had no real choice in the matter.

From what seemed like miles away, Patti heard Bruce and Abel laughing about something that was on the television. She was dangling on Carl's cock, suspended there, her arms flopping at her sides, her feet several inches off the floor. Carl's left arm was around her waist, holding her tight to him as he rocked on his heels, working his cock around inside her asshole.

Carl's heavy balls swung between his taut thighs, then pulled up tight to his body. There was a nerve-tingling moment that Carl thought would never end, then the cum started screaming through his long cock tube. The creamy jism gushed into Patti's ass, inundating her asshole completely. The asshole, already overfilled with his prick, couldn't hold anything else. The cum trickled down the insides of her thighs, mingling with her blue silk stockings.

Patti was only vaguely aware that Carl's cock was spewing out the fuck-cream that, under almost any other circumstances, she would have been deliriously happy to have. All Patti felt was relief at knowing the impassioned ass-fuck would soon be over.

When Carl withdrew his cock from her ass, he rubbed the spermy knob along the crack of her asscheeks, wiping off what blobs of jism stuck to his flesh. Once that was accomplished, he gingerly tucked his cock back into his pants and zipped up.

When Patti collected her senses, Carl was in the living room with his brothers, watching television. She buttoned up her blouse, leaving enough buttons unfastened to show off the milky mounds of her tits almost to the areolas. Stepping back into her shoes, she grimaced as her asshole began to throb.

"I'll be there in a minute, boys," she called out, making sure that none of them stepped into the kitchen.

After she slipped her skirt back on, Patti went into the living room and sat with the boys until it was time for bed. She hoped that none of them intended on fucking her that night. She just couldn't take any more cocks into her body. The three young men with their mouth stretching, mind-blowing nine-inch cocks had fucked Patti into complete exhaustion.