Val Marrick: Tied up aunt

She didn't have to wait long. Martin rammed his prick hard up the channel of yielding titflesh. Unerringly the prick arrowed into the girl's mouth. She wrapped her lips fervently around it and sucked.

Martin moaned! His crotch was pressed right up against the undersides of his girlfriend's plentiful jugs. His cock was imprisoned delightfully between them – while her skilled and eager mouth went to work on its enflamed cockhead! "Get ready, baby," he told the girl. "I'm going to come off at any minute!"

Without warning. Anne released his cock. It glistened wetly with her spit. "Anytime, lover!" she gasped. "Just fuck my titties hard, so I can get off too!"

Martin obeyed. Jacqui stared in unabashed amazement at the fucking her nephew dealt the cheerleader's ample tits. What power! What furious passion! At every forward stroke his cockhead popped like a ripe fruit into Anne's eagerly-awaiting mouth. Every time he pulled back Anne practically sobbed with excitement and crushed her boobs around the spit-soaked prick.

Sexual energy seemed to radiate from the young pair. Jacqui felt it herself. Oh, how she felt it! It wasn't just her months of abstinence that made her pant with passion as she slipped a hand into her panties and began to finger-fuck herself with shaking hands. It was as if some of the incredible sensual pleasure that had the young cheerleader wiggling in its grip was being transmitted somehow to her own neglected body!

Martin had never before felt anything to compare with the treat his prick was getting now. Those warm, pliant mounds of tit, being rolled so expertly around and around his thrusting cock, combined with the teasing liquid touch of Anne's lips and tongue to send him totally out of his mind!

The black-haired beauty, her cheerleader's skirt up around her waist and the dark-bearded pussy yawning hungrily between her perfect thighs, was feeling no less excitement than the boy. It was fantastic getting her big tits fucked. Why had she never thought of it before? The huge ripe tit-mounds were absolutely laden with sensitive nerves, and when she got turned on, the slightest touch sent pleasure crackling into her ribcage. And the frenzied fucking and manual mauling they were getting now were delicious beyond compare!

The pricked fucked home in her slavering mouth. Her belly hollowed out beneath Martin's ass as she sucked for all she was worth. The boy grunted incoherently.

Then the withdrawing cock shot creamy white come all over the girl's pretty face.

Anne gasped in astonishment as the youth, no less surprised at the sudden eruption of his giant prick, fucked it back into the hollow other jugs. Jism geysered forth from between them. Then the cock head sprouted out again, its red head gazed with come.

"Your coming!" Anne shouted in ecstasy. Her thighs went together with a bang! and she started to cry out that she was coming too. But Martin's fountaining cock, plugging into her open mouth and spewing a charge of boiling sperm all the way to her tonsils, muffled her words.

Long-nailed hands mauled masses of titflesh around the throbbing, spurting cock. Trembling with the fury of his climax, Martin sat still and pumped his come into the girl's greedy face till it ran out her mouth, to either side of the quivering cock. Just as eagerly, the wildly-climaxing brunette jacked his cock off with her tits and drank every drop of savory come down. They grunted and came like rutting animals till they gave a mutual sigh of exhaustion and Martin fell full length atop the squirming girl. His still-stiffened cock pinned the girl's head to the tabletop like a butterfly in a collector's display.

Teetering on the brink of orgasm herself, Jacqui Hyde convulsively yanked sopping fingers from her snatch. No, this wasn't the way! She was determined to do it right, and without any further delay.

Tonight she would be coming as a lusty young woman should – with her cunt crammed full of randy, all-male cock! And she had a plan.

Nine o'clock at night, and Martin Reinhard was floating in a blissful state halfway between waking and dreaming. His long, lean, well-muscled body was immersed in a steaming hot bath. His mind was immersed in lustful thoughts of that afternoon's activities with Anne Roxbury.

How they had fucked! After he'd tit-fucked the girl to climax and come off in her mouth, she had sucked his mighty prick hard as he went down on her lashing her pussy oils to a froth with his knowing tongue. Then he had rolled over on his back and fucked the girl till she screamed with sheer ecstasy. The sight of her short skirt riding up her thighs, bright red against the paleness of her otherwise naked body, turned him on immensely – even hours and hours after the fact.

His cock was stirring into lustful life again. His eyes closed languidly, he groped for it beneath the surface of the water. It was already the consistency of bread pudding, and as he lazily began jacking it oft its tip poked up above the water and the cock acquired the hardness of tempered steel.

God, was he ever horny again! It was too bad Anne had to be home by five-thirty to avoid arousing the suspicions of her parents. If she had, she could have aroused something other than suspicion in her randy boyfriend! Even after pumping loads of jism into her mouth and her delectable pussy, his cock could have easily fucked her time and time again! He had a lot more sexual vitality than most men and he knew it.

Of course that meant sometimes, such as now, he'd be squirting his come into open air or bath water. And what a waste that was!

Distantly, he became aware of a cool breath wafting over his face and the straining tip of his prick. It took him a minute to realize that someone had eased open the bathroom door, and closed it just as quietly.

He opened his eyes to narrow slits. Then they went wide as his eyebrows tried to climb to his hairline.

His aunt was standing there by the tub, looking down at him with a strange light in her amber eyes. And she was wearing even less than his girlfriend had been when he'd balled her that afternoon.

He started to sit up. "Wha…?" he began. Jacqui stepped brazenly into the tub and thrust her hips forward.

Martin's words were cut off by a damp, crisp, tasty mat of cunt fur pressed over his mouth. The forested bulge of his aunt's pussy mound filled his mouth with softness and delicious flavor – the flavor of aroused cunt!

"Mmmmm-ff!" he said, and began gnawing on Jacqui's cunt bun. She moaned happily and lifted her other foot into the tub, to stand naked and spread-legged before her surprised but happily cunt-eating nephew.

Sitting up, Martin reached behind the woman and cupped his hands over her ass. How firm and sweet those buttcheeks were! He squeezed them, savoring the feel of them. He pulled the furry pussy harder against his gobbling face.

A trickle of something warm ran down his chin. Jacqui groaned and cocked her hips. The greasy slit of her cunt slid right up over her nephew's greedy lips. Then her pussy spread wide to kiss the youth full on the mouth – a rank, juicy, sloppy cunt-kiss that made his cock throb violently with painful, urgent need!

"Mmmmmm!" he said again, more emphatically than before. He kissed those gaping pussy lips with a wet smack that made his aunt shudder with delight. Then he slid his tongue into the brimming mess of her cunt.

"Oh my!" she gasped. She was really and truly startled by his tongue entering her pussy. Not that she was surprised by Martin's doing so – under the circumstances, running his tongue lovingly into his aunt's dripping slit was rather to be expected – but by how utterly good it felt! She cradled his head in her hands and began rubbing her pussy into his face.

The youth's tongue was sweet music in her cunt. First it ran up and down the slot of her cunt a few times, sucking up mouthfuls of sweet, freely-flowing pussy oils. Then it eased out of her cunt and began scouring the pussy lips from the outside, licking and lapping, running between the sensitive inner cuntlips and the thick flesh-rolls of her outer pussy lips.