Val Marrick - Tied up aunt

For an instant Jacqui hung poised in space, water pouring off her buttocks and thighs, reveling in the feel of having her cunt lips wedged apart by the mammoth head of her nephew's cock. She was in heaven! This was incest, this was something she'd always been taught was a nasty, ugly sin. She should have been recoiling in horror from the very idea.

But instead she was wallowing in the hot, horny, carnally sensuous reality of fucking!

She sat down suddenly. She and Martin gasped as her pussy was abruptly choke-full of vibrating cock. He reached dripping hands out of the water to grab hold of her tits. The nipples poked like little fingers into his palms. Then his aunt erupted out of the water like a sea serpent. Grunting and blowing, Martin lay back and tried to survive the most hair-raisingly wild fuck of his young life!

He could feel in every fiber of his aunt's nude body that here was a woman totally skilled in the erotic arts, but she wasn't using a bit of finesse on his straining prick. Instead, she was fucking herself with the erotic abandon of the truly sex-starved. And it was practically killing him with pleasure!

Incredibly, Jacqui's pussy was tight – almost too much so. It was every bit as tight as any of the tasty, nubile adolescent pussies he'd plugged his cock into. And that tightness, combined with the desperate fury with which his aunt was rhythmically impaling itself on his prick, were hurling him headlong toward coming off.

But he didn't want that to happen – not yet! This was too nice to end so soon. Here was the perfect, unattainable woman he'd lived close to for half a year. He hadn't even dared fantasize fucking her before this. That was incest. It was forbidden. If he'd so much as considered it, he felt sure she would have detected it and turned from him in fathomless loathing.

But here she was – fucking him half to death in his very own bath! And it was her doing, not his. Till he'd opened his eyes to stare unbelievingly at the slender, naked body towering over him, he had had no thought of sampling the delights of Jacqui Hyde's pussy!

"Ahhh-ngahh!" Jacqui sobbed. Her head whipped from side to side in counterpoint to the up and down of her soaking ass. She had a cock in her pussy again and what a cock! Even Vic Edwards hadn't had a cock like that – and he hadn't used it half as well! Though he wasn't aware he was doing so, Martin was driving up hard with his hips every time his aunt slid down the greasy cock, hammering his prick home in her juicy snatch. He seemed to be pounding the head of his prick halfway to his aunt's tonsils. And that was just exactly what she wanted!

The level of water in the bathtub was going down. Huge quantities of water sloshed out onto the floor every time Jacqui ground her ass hard against her nephew's thighs, and more slopped over when she shoved herself up till she was standing all the way up on her knees and marveling that a good inch of cock was still in her cunt!

"Give it to me!" Jacqui gritted. "Let me have every inch of that lovely cock!"

"You've got it, baby," Martin replied. He closed his hands on her boobs.

"That feels good – everything you do feels good! I love the feel of your cock in me. I love your hands on my tits! Oh, fuck me hard!"

Martin squeezed the slender nipples between finger and thumb. His head was swimming. Fucking underwater was a completely different sensation from anything he'd ever experienced! The water swirling around his prick made his cock react in a brand new way to the cunt-juice filled pussy slithering ravenously over it.

A shudder wracked his muscular frame. His hands clamped like pinchers on his aunt's boobs. "What is it?" she asked, "Are you about to come?"

Martin nodded.

"Good! Come now – come in me! I want your jism in my pussy!"

If that's the way you want it, Martin thought. He fucked upwards so his hips emerged from the water and Jacqui writhed in the air on the deeply-buried ramrod of her nephew's cock. Then he fired a long, lingering blast of come far, far up into his aunt's belly.

The sting of Martin's hot come seared the nerve-ends in Jacqui's cunt. A spark seemed to bum its way into her pussy. Then she exploded.

The first contraction milked an even longer surge of sperm from Martin's prick. With his body enveloped in warm water and his prick embedded in a clutching cunt, Martin surrendered himself totally to the erotic sensations. He floated in a rich broth of ecstasy, and pumped load after load of boiling come into Jacqui's coming twat.

His head sank into the frothing water. His ears filled with the fluid. But dimly, a sound came to his brain, seemingly ringing in his very bones.

Then, as the pounding surf of climax closed over his consciousness, he identified the sound. It was the full-throated, ecstatic screaming of a woman being purged of endless nights of deep, dark longing.

Black high heeled shoes, incongruously elegant for a librarian, clattered down the steps to the basement. Jacqui felt her heart fluttering with delighted anticipation. Why, I'm behaving just like a schoolgirl on her first date! she thought. She smiled at herself. Her lips were very red and very shiny.

"Hello!" she called, leaning out of the stairwell and peering around in the gloom of the basement. "Hello?" There was no answer except for a slightly hollow echo.

She stepped forward. Her heels clicked on the bare cement floor of the basement. "Hello?" she called again.

Blinding light sprang up. She yelped and jumped back, throwing up an arm to shield her face from the glare.

"Welcome to my castle," said a passable imitation of Bela Lugosi. Then the startled librarian heard laughter coming from the direction of the dazzling light.

"Martin?" she said timidly. "Is that you?"

Instantly the light went off. Jacqui stood blinking away violet spots that hovered before her eyes. "Found out," her nephew laughed, stepping forward.

As much angry with herself for letting herself be scared half out of her wits as with her nephew for his childish prank, Jacqui opened her mouth to protest. Instantly Martin had his strong arms around her and her mouth covered with his. "Mmmm-mm!" the woman said, but then her nephew's probing tongue silenced her.

For a long moment she stood with her head back while Martin scoured the inside of her mouth with his tongue. Then her own hands crept up wound his broad ribcage, and her tongue met his in a sensuous embrace. Tall as she was, and in high heels to boot, her nephew still had to tilt his head down to kiss his lusty aunt.

The youth's hands stroked down her back. She thrilled to the firm, gentle touch. Then Martin's hands went around her ass cheeks and squeezed. Jacqui moaned and ground her pussy mound against his crotch.

Fingers probed in toward the crease between Jacqui's perfectly-matched buttocks. She felt a fingertip prod at the dainty pucker of her asshole, through the fabric of her panties and her short, slinky skirt. Another finger rubbed at the tender flesh between her butthole and the already watering gape of her pussy. She sighed heavily, and her hands turned into claws on her nephew's back.

Her small firm breasts were flattened against Martin's chest. Jacqui could feel the blood-gorged nipples like little pebbles being pushed back into the cushions of her tits. Every beat of Martin's heart sent tickles of pleasure into her nipples.

The smell of passion-misted cunt wafted to both their nostrils. Jacqui's excited cunt juices were flowing eagerly into the crotch of her panties. Gasping with passion, she tore her mouth away from her nephew's.

"What are you waiting for?" she demanded huskily. "Throw me down on the floor and fuck me!"

Grinning, her nephew pushed her away and regarded her at arm's length. She was an impressive picture, with her pouty jugs heaving, her amber eyes glowing with lust, her small, saucy mouth shiny, and her hair in auburn disarray. She looked far younger even than she was.