Val Marrick - Tied up aunt

"Ahhh, gaaaaaaaawwwwwd!" Jacqui screamed, and then her nephew was fucking her ass for all he was worth. Despite its enormous girth and the narrowness of his aunt's anus, Martin was soon pistoning his cock in and out of his aunt's asshole almost as fast as if he were fucking her sloppy, slippery pussy!

Jacqui's knees gave way under her. They banged on the carpeted floor. Martin followed, his half-buried cock bending sharply downward. The twisting his cock gave Jacqui's asshole made her see stars and wiggle her ass even more furiously around that incredible cock! She fell forward.

Her tits were squashed against the carpet. Her cheek was pressed to the floor. Martin knelt behind her, banging his big prick in and out of her tortured asshole as if he were trying for an Olympic gold medal. Every powerful thrust of his prick grated Jacqui's lust-swollen tits against the rug. But she didn't care!

She was almost delirious with pleasure-pain. This was ecstasy, this was what the ancient martyrs felt. The agony in her ass transfigured her pleasure, made it a cosmic delight that touched body and soul. She could feel her nephew's heart thudding, deep within her ass. She could feel the simmering load of jism coming to a boil in his balls.

"Come in me, Martin," she pleaded. "I'm ready – oh God, I'm ready! All I need is to feel your come in my ass! Fill my rectum with your sperm!"

To accent her words, she tightened her asshole as hard as she could. Martin groaned as his cock was crushed. Every square inch of its surface seemed to have been rubbed raw by fucking up and down the too-narrow passage of Jacqui's ass. The feeling of having his prick crushed by her ass overloaded his every sense.

It was too much. He came. A fiery wad of come shot up Jacqui's butt, burning like napalm.

Jacqui wanted to cry out with love and gratitude as she felt Martin's jism scald her asshole. But she couldn't find her voice. It was as if giant hands clamped her pussy tunnel, her heart, her lungs, and squeezed. She couldn't breathe. She couldn't cry out. All she could do was press her face into the carpet and come around the bucking, thrusting, spitting prick!

The smooth demi globes of her ass swam in Martin's vision as he came and came again. The camera clicks seemed to come closer together now, recording every surging pulse of his coming cock, every involuntary jump of his aunt's sleek ass, as they milked every drop of sensation of their mutual climax.

At last the fury began to die down. Head slumped loosely on his neck, Martin idly watched the white come bubble out around the bar of his prick and dribble down the cleft of Jacqui's ass.

For a long minute Martin stood there on his knees behind his aunt's upturned buttocks. Sweat dripped into his eyes, stinging them with salt. He gazed with satisfaction at the sweetly rounded asscheeks pressed against his crotch, with his mammoth cock thrust between them. As the last throbs of his climax ebbed away, he watched jism trickle from Jacqui's overflowing asshole. It ran in white streams down the insides of her thighs.

The woman let out a luxurious sigh and rubbed her cheek dreamily on the carpet. "That was nice," she purred. She wagged her butt slightly around the still-rigid spar of her nephew's cock. "When do we do it again?"

"Right away." Martin put his palms on the pale ass cheeks and pushed away. Inch by inch his giant prick came out of his aunt's ass, dripping with his come.

"Ahhhhhh," Jacqui said in satisfaction. "That feels good. It's been so long since I've had a cock in my ass."

With a little grunt of exertion, Martin pulled the rest of his prick out of her butt. It dangled between his hairy, muscular thighs, drooling jism. Spent come leaked out of Jacqui's still-slackened asshole. He bent down and kissed it.

The taste of his own come was tart in his mouth as he pressed his lips to the woman's butthole. She moved her hips from side to side and pushed her trim ass back against his face.

"Oh – ahhhhhhhh," she murmured as her nephew slipped his tongue up her butt. "That feels strange – different. But nice, very nice."

Martin didn't hear her. He'd never eaten a woman's ass before. The sensation was unusual and delightful. Different, as his aunt had said. The small pucker of Jacqui's asshole was dry and rubbery. Her asshole itself, when he slid his tongue inside it, was tight and hot and slick with his come.

As he tongued her anus, her brought up a hand to cup her cunt bun, teasing a finger between her pendulous pussy lips. He was rewarded by a moan of pleasure and a cascade of hot sauce from his aunt's snatch that filled his hand.

Martin's tongue felt good up Jacqui's butt. It was as new an experience for her as for her randy nephew. Her sex life with her ex-husband had been rich and varied, before Jacqui had finally gotten fed up with his infidelity. He had enjoyed fucking his long-legged wife up the ass, but had never tried licking her butthole.

The blond youth eagerly swirled his tongue around inside his aunt's asshole till it was clean of his come. Then he sat up, licking his lips. From his knees he surveyed the naked expanse of Jacqui's back and butt.

"Hmmm," he said. Then he hauled back and gave the woman a stinging slap across the ass.

"Yipe!" Jacqui yelped. Her body straightened as she shot forward on the carpet. She lay on her stomach, panting. The tips of her tits burned from their rapid slide over the rough carpet.

"What's the big idea?" the nude woman demanded. She felt gingerly at her butt. Her skin was warm to the touch where her nephew's hand had landed.

The camera clicked again. "Just a new game I've thought up," Martin told, her. "How long has it been since you've been spanked?"

It took Jacqui a few moments to catch what her nephew was getting at. Then she exploded in a fury of movement, pulling her legs and arms beneath her and trying to scuttle away from the muscular young man. That swat on the ass hurt, and while her nephew was a helluva good fuck, she had a feeling she wasn't going to care much for this new game of his.

Martin let his aunt get halfway to the stairs. Then in a few easy bounds he was on her. His strong arms wrapped around her waist, he picked her up and hauled her kicking and struggling back into the room.

"Let me go!" Jacqui demanded. She was flushing hotly all over her naked body. Her toothsome tits were a fetching rosy hue. "Put me down this instant!"

Her nephew obeyed by dumping her unceremoniously on all fours beside the pool table. She tried to get up again, but then he was on top of her, straddling her, pinning her face-down on the floor with his weight. She flailed and kicked and cried out indignantly. To her fury, all her exertions seemed to do was amuse her nephew. Laughing uproariously, he trapped both his aunt's slender wrists in one large hand. Then he picked up a nylon jump rope lying on the floor nearby and tied her wrists together with one end. The other he lashed to a stout leg of the pool table, leaving about a foot of play in the rope.

The weight came off Jacqui's back. She rolled over. Her nephew was standing looking down at her with a look of satisfaction on his handsome face. His prick stuck out almost straight from the tawny tangle of his bush, she noted. "Wh-what are you going to do with me?" the naked, bound librarian asked her nephew quaveringly.

Martin's smile broadened. A wicked glitter came into his green eyes. "Why, I'm going to spank you," he said. "You've been a bad, bad girl."

At the look on Martin's face, Jacqui's pulse quickened with fear. Or was it more than that? Her dilated nostrils seemed to detect a fresh tang of pussy sauce in the air.

A sudden, strange feeling of coldness came over Jacqui. Was she getting turned on at the idea that her powerful, masculine, nephew was about to spank her bare, defenseless buttocks? At the feel of having her wrists helplessly bound together by a nylon rope?