Clifton Snyder - Auntie Marilyn

She screwed her buttocks around in a wild rotating motion, altering the angle of Seth's continued racking strokes into the quivering inner flesh of her cunt. She sucked hungrily at Josh's relentlessly driving cock, milking it of the sweet-tasting semen that still welled up and spurted in a seemingly endless stream against the back of her throat. Her Adam's apple bobbed as she swallowed, determined not to lose a single drop of the precious life-giving fluid. And as her own violent orgasm built to a climax, the burning electric sensations flowed in sweeping waves out from her trembling loins, pouring up through her breasts to the tingling tips of her nipples, surging wildly down her thighs, pouring over every tender inch of her nakedly glistening flesh.

Then as the crescendo passed, the young widow felt the boys' slender penis begin to deflate within her two ravaged orifices.

Peter sat in a corner of the room, his own painfully erect cock almost bursting the crotch of his pants as he waited eagerly to see what would happen next. He could hardly wait to sink his cock into her delicious pussy and he hoped and prayed that she wasn't too exhausted to let him fuck her.

"Want to switch around now," young Seth said eagerly, anxious to know what it felt like to have his cock inside a woman's mouth.

"Peter's turn, remember, we'll get her again another time," Josh said firmly.

Suddenly at the sound of her nephew's name, Marilyn started, she had almost forgotten him, oh boy baby, where was he?

Peter smiled shyly and began to rise from his corner in the room, elated that his aunt still seemed to want him.

"Shall we watch," Seth said eagerly.

"I think we should let Peter have time alone with his aunt," Josh said. "Come on, we can always come back tomorrow."

Marilyn knew now that she had gone, without a shadow of a doubt, beyond the point of no return as she heard herself agreeing to see the boys again, she knew now there was no turning back. Sooner or later, she knew she would be found out, but that all seemed rather unreal to her at this moment, she looked at the boys anxiously though. "You promise not to tell a soul boys, otherwise we can't continue this way," she said firmly.

"Sure we promise, we know a good thing when we see it," Josh said, smiling obscenely at the nakedly glistening body of the wanton woman spread-eagled on the floor.

Both she and her nephew waited for the boys to dress and leave the house, then without a moment's waste her young nephew dropped forward on top of her until she could feel the teasing prickle of her hard pointed nipples brushing against his chest. He twitched at the first contact of his throbbing cock-head against her warm inner thighs, then in a reflexive motion lunged forward, grunting in surprise as he felt the even warmer and deliciously moistened lips of her cunt right against the nub-end of his throbbing little penis. With another instinctive movement, the excited boy shoved forward again, gasping with surprise as he felt his blood-engorged cock-head slip into the wetly enveloping flesh of his aunt's hair-lined pussy.

"Oooooooooh!" Marilyn gasped as she felt the boy's naked penis slip easily up into the warm elastic-like sheath of her vagina, felt it prod slowly and smoothly up into the moistened tightness of her most sensitive inner flesh, seeming to swell even harder as she began a gentle undulation of her hips.

Peter groaned, hardly able to believe the warmth and softness of a woman's cunt, his body jerking as his aunt flexed her inner muscles, squeezing the clasping flesh even tighter around his rigidly twitching cock. Then suddenly her hands moved down, her fingers digging into the flaccid flesh of his buttocks as she pulled him even deeper into her, beginning to churn and squirm her loins in wild contortions up against him, writhing the nakedness of her breasts against his chest.

"Yes, Peter," she moaned in a trembling voice. "Fuck me, don't hold back! Fuck me!"

The hopelessly aroused boy needed no further encouragement with excitement, he began a series of short sharp lunges, slamming his body down in racking fury against the voluptuously squirming flesh beneath him, ramming his cock all the way into the clasping tightness of his aunt's pussy. He groaned again, already feeling the tingling sensations that were a prelude to his swift and obscene ejaculation beginning to run up and down the throbbing shaft of his cock.

"Yes, come on," Marilyn pleaded, responding wantonly to the frenzied assault. He was going to cum very soon. She could sense that in the increased tension of his body, the more violent fury of his shattering lunges. But she didn't care. She didn't even mind if it happened before she was ready for another orgasm. She could fake it if she had to keep Peter from feeling bad, because after what he'd been through today, she could hardly expect a display of control the first time he actually fucked a woman.

Marilyn was ecstatic at the thought of teaching her nephew the ways of a woman, of initiating him into all she knew. She was his first woman and somehow the thought of that made her feel very powerful, all pervasive, all knowing, this was her glorious opportunity to truly become the Goddess!

Marilyn Goodge could hardly believe the turn her life had taken since she had opened herself sexually. At times she felt she was running a den of inequity as she shuffled her time between the three boys and Ronnie Goodge. She found now that she could deny herself nothing, she wanted Ronnie, yet she still wanted the boys and she realized, much to her surprise, that she had enough energy for all four of them.

The boys had been sworn to secrecy, of course they knew nothing of her affair with Peter's father and she had no intention of telling them.

She looked at her watch, it was almost four o'clock. Peter was due to stop by to see her on his way home from school. He was begging her to let him see her alone and she had readily agreed – he was her favorite, really, although she couldn't say that, she didn't want to hurt Seth and Josh's feelings. Nonetheless she knew that Peter ranked highest in their little foursome.

She could hardly believe her own salaciousness, actually, she was seeing Peter at four o'clock and his father at eight!

A little thrill ran through her now as she watched Peter coming up the garden path, she ran her hands down over her voluptuous body causing lascivious pangs of passion to erupt in her wanton form. She ran into her bedroom now and quickly stripped off her clothes, turning to look at her curvaceously naked body in the mirror, cupping her breasts in her hands, waiting, patiently, hungrily for her boy-lover.

She heard him come through the back door, "I'm in the bedroom darling," she sang out.

Peter could hardly believe his eyes when he walked into his aunt's bedroom and she was already ready and waiting for him, he felt his cock begin to pound furiously in his pants as she ran her hands up and down her body lasciviously, watching her tiny tongue darting out to moisten her ovalled red lips. He could hardly wait, and without a moment's waste he began to strip off his clothes until his own lewdly throbbing cock was exposed to her hungry gaze.

Marilyn whimpered softly at the now familiar but nonetheless thrilling sight, dropping down onto the bed and reclining slowly onto her back, gazing up at the young boy with an almost desperate desire in her eyes.

Peter sat down on the edge of the bed, his eyes moving wildly over his aunt's nakedly surrendered body. He felt the words in his throat that he wanted to say to his aunt but he couldn't quite bring them to the surface and yet he knew he wouldn't be satisfied until he had performed the vile act that had been haunting him for days now.

"What is it darling," Marilyn asked, aware that her young nephew was struggling with something.