Frank Markser - The Next Door Couple

It was her obligation to educate them. After all, she knew it was the best thing for them. It would give them even greater depth to their own love, and much, much greater satisfaction in their love-making.

“Happy Saturday morning, Auntie Sara,” Joan called, as the sleepy eyed older woman entered the dining room still in her negligee. “Coffee?”

“Oh God, yes, black and hot… before I have a caffeine fit,” she answered. “What are you doing up this awful time of the morning?”

“It’s ten o’clock, and I have a lot of shopping to do before I can relax for the weekend.”

“I never wake up before noon, unless I’m in a strange bed,” Sara groaned. “Thank God, it only lasts one night. Tonight I’ll be all right… lonely, but… all right.”

“Were you comfortable?”

“Yes, it’s a lovely room. I’ve always enjoyed it.”

“John is sleeping,” Joan said, as she glowered at her watch and got up from the chair. “Look, I feel terrible about leaving you alone. I’ll only be gone about an hour. Want to come with me?”

“Good heavens, no! Not at this barbaric time of day,” she exclaimed. “I’m going back to bed. John has the right idea.”

Joan didn’t see the lecherous gleam in the older woman’s eyes as she quickly leaned down and hugged her sleepy aunt. “Okay. See you later.” She picked up her purse and left the kitchen.

Sara stared thoughtfully as the screen door slammed shut behind her platinum blonde niece. A knowing smile flickered across her face and she slowly ran the quivering pink tip of her tongue around her full pink lips. She’d just have to take things into her own hands and teach these youngsters a thing or two. She went to her bedroom and changed to the most revealing nightgown she had and, without stopping to consider that John might resist her advances, tiptoed down the hall to the master bedroom. Without making a sound, she opened the door and went into the darkened room where John was sleeping. As she closed the door behind her, she stopped dead still and gasped.

Sprawled nakedly on the bed was her niece's unsuspecting husband, his massive penis standing straight up from his loins in an awesome blood-hardened erection. For a second she thought he must be awake, but then, her eyes traveled up the length of his flat, corded belly and strong muscular chest, and then to his sleeping face. He was smiling as though lost in a beautiful sensual dream.

Sara’s hands were trembling uncontrollably when she quietly stepped over to the bedside. Almost dream-like herself, she began to strip the provocative nightgown off over her head. A second later, she dropped it to the floor beside her, the soft black silk whispering as it slid down her firm slender thigh.

Oh God, Sara thought, he’s handsome… his big beautiful cock… so thick… so long… ooohhhhhhhh… I bet he’s good at love-making. Gently she climbed up on the foot of the bed and crawled between John’s wide-flung thighs.

The young man moved, moaned, then just as Sara thought he was going to wake up, he sighed and lay still, his breath coming smooth and even again.

The older woman was an expert at seducing a man, but she’d never tried to make love to a sleeping one before. She grinned to herself lecherously and slowly lowered her wetly ovalled mouth down over John’s dark red cock-head, licking across it with her tongue.

“Ummmmmm…” her young nephew moaned, then began gently moving his hips up to meet her mouth. She looked up at him but he was still sleeping, so she moved her probing tongue downward to the base of his penis and licked wetly up the full length of his desire-hardened rod of flesh. This elicited an even louder groan from the slightly parted lips of the young man, and then she heard him sigh, “Joan… darling…”

Well, that’s enough of that crap, Sara thought. I want him to know it’s me. She lowered her mouth again and sucked his long hard cock deep in her warmly’ moistened throat, then began to suck like a new born baby, probing at the tip with her swirling tongue.

With a lunge upward, John opened his eyes and gasped, “Goddamn, Joan, why didn’t you wake me up first. That’s enough to give a man a heart attack.”

His eyes widened with shock when he saw who it actually was kneeling nakedly between his widespread thighs. He was incapable of words; His mouth gaped and his eyes were glazed with lust as he stared down in disbelief at the bobbing head of black hair. And then, he gasped, “Jesus Christ! Sara!”

The older woman stared back at him with teasing eyes as she continued her knowledgeable sucking of his painfully throbbing cock.

John watched, mesmerized, as his wife’s beautiful dark-haired aunt flicked her tongue out, its smooth wet surface grazing warmly over the tiny slit at the end of his sensitive cock-head. The young man let out a loud groan at the lewd contact, and stared at her with awe as chills of illicit pleasure raced along the base of his spine and caused him to break out with a sudden light sweat. Then, her softly ovalled mouth plunged all the way down over his pulsating cock-shaft and her saliva coated his penis with a sea of heated moistness. He could feel her incredibly soft lips draw in along the ridge at the base of his cock, tightening like a puckering drawstring and trapping it completely in the warm wet cavern of her mouth.

“Sara… Sara… Jesus, you shouldn’t,” the young man moaned, unable to move or force her to stop her wild licking of his pulsating cock.

Her head lifted momentarily, “Don’t you like it, darling?”

“Oh God, yes… I like Joan to do it… and she does…”

“Well, I’m going to do it different from Joan… show you what it really feels like… how a real pro does it!” she mumbled, as her hot breath tickled the tender flesh underneath his lust-hardened cock. “Now this is called a butterfly job…”

“Aaaagggghhhhh…” John groaned as the older woman lowered her soft warm mouth again trapping his pulsating thickness deep inside her wetly clasping lips.

Sara knew he was helpless… men always were when a woman used her mouth on their cocks… She knew that at times like this, no normal young man could resist, and she used all the knowledge she possessed to quickly drive her young nephew to a wild peak of excitement. Grasping the head of his hotly throbbing penis with her mouth, she tightened her lips around the swollen coronal ridge and began to twist her warm wet mouth from side to side while holding the hardened stem with her small kneading hand. She twisted one way with her hand, the other way with her lips.

John fairly vibrated with the magnitude of his emotions. He was going straight out of his mind from the erotic sensations and from watching the salacious spectacle of Sara’s rounded mouth twisting on the head of his wildly tingling cock. He’d never been this aroused before in his life. The forbidden pleasure that came from his frantically throbbing penis stuck halfway inside her soft wet mouth, plus the sight of her lovely naked body with her melon-like breasts swinging back and forth, was more than he could comprehend.

Then he felt a change in the vibrations of pleasure rippling outward from his loins as she sucked the full length of his long hard cock up inside her warm soft oral cavity. For a moment it felt as if she were going to swallow his fleshy thickness right down the back of her throat, and he moaned and groaned like a dying man. His eyes rolled back in his head, and his teeth bared in ecstasy.

Sara was satisfied with the all too apparent results of her sucking, but now, she was going to give him something to remember always. She lowered her mouth over his thickly pulsing staff to the base, and then gripping it with her tightly clenched lips, pressed against it with the inside of her cheeks, and then using her licking tongue she clamped it to the underside like a suction cup. Then, she began to suck as though she were drawing milk from a bottle. Her head moved rapidly up and down over his lust-swollen penis as she ringed her lips firmly around the base, creating another hotly clasping cunt of her mouth.