Randy Howard: More than an aunt

"That's sure a pretty dress, Aunt Nancy."

"Thank you, Ben." She smiled, with an effort – she wanted to grab his cock, pull his pants down! Good God – what would the boy think of that?

"Well, I'll see ya…" he said.

"See you."

He turned, moved quickly down the ball. Nancy slipped to the door, peered at the boy through the crack. Ben was standing at the top of the stairs, easing his cock within his tight pants.

God! The kid was horny – probably just as horny as Nancy herself! She sighed, sliding her hand across her groin. A thought that had been lurking in the back of her mind ever since Laraine's call was trying to surface. It popped up, suddenly clear.

Could she fuck her own nephews?

Her own son!

Nancy shivered, and scolded herself for the sheer insanity of the idea. Get sex out of your mind, girl! Dear God, what's the matter with you?

She was horny, that's what was the matter…

But she couldn't have her own flesh and blood!

No matter how much she wanted him…

Somehow Nancy made it through the rest of the morning, fixing lunch for the children, trying not to stare at the boys, at their well-shaped buns every time they turned away from her… at their crotches when they faced her. Ben's hard-on didn't return, at least while he was around his aunt. And what was wrong with a boy's hard cock? It was a natural thing with boys just entering puberty; Nancy had seen many a red-faced youngster trying to hide himself from the eyes of others in her classroom.

It was Bobby's day to do the dishes. After lunch the others disappeared. Nancy followed them twenty minutes later, enjoying the country air, the huge yard around all sides of the house. The barn was a hundred yards away, painted white like the rest of the outbuildings and the house itself. As she came closer Nancy saw the chickens in the hen yard, heard one of the three riding homes whinny to one of its companion. The door to the hayloft stood open, the smell of old fermenting hay strong but pleasant as she passed into the barn, pausing to pat Duchess, one of the horses.

"Ohhhhhhhh! Billy – don't!"

Bonnie's voice came clear, directly over Nancy's head. She looked up, surprised, frozen in motion.

"Shit, Bonnie! Come on, you've been promising to take my pecker. Now damn it, you got me so horny I can't stand it!"

Bonnie giggled. "Aunt Nancy's the one who got you horny, Billy. My God, that dress! I'm surprised the three of you didn't burn it right off her, the way you were all staring at her titties."

"Yeah." The boy sounded smug. "Jeez, I thought I was gonna cum in my pants! Just like I'm gonna shoot all over your leg if you don't take my cock right now!"

There was sudden silence, and the boy sighed, deeply, with satisfaction.

"Oh, yeahhhhhh! That's nice – kiss it!"

"You're all cummy!" the girl protested.

"That's not my fault! Come on, Bonnie! Jeezus!"

Billy sighed again as the girl did what he wanted, and there was a sudden ripping as a zipper was pulled down.

"Billy! What are you doing?"

"Just taking down your jeans, dammit. Come on, let's get naked!"

The hay in the loft rustled with the movements of the children – and Nancy broke from her trance. She licked dry lips, realized her fingers were pinching her tits through her dress. God! Her nipples were erect, and her cunt was juicing!

"Oh, golly! You're a lot bigger, Billy!"

"Yeah – seven and a half inches!" he said, proudly. "An inch and a half in three months! Now aren't you sorry you played so hard to get all winter?"

"You're bigger than Ben!"

"Yeah, but he's thicker," the boy admitted. "Come on, Bonnie – suck my cock like you used to, before I could shoot my wad!"

Another sigh escaped the boy as Nancy moved quickly to the ladder leading to the loft. The woman glanced around to make sure no one could observe her, then climbed the ladder with quick, nervous steps. Her head rose through the loft floor; she could hear the noise of the teenagers as Bonnie sucked Billy's cock into her mouth with wet, sloppy noises, but she couldn't see them.

"Oh, yeahhhhhh! Suck it in, Bonnie – suck it all in!"

Nancy felt a wetness across her thighs as she stood up in the loft, and she squeezed her legs together. Most of the hay was gone, used during the winter, but a single stack was still humped high, the children on the other side of it. The stack shifted as Billy changed position, failing flat on his back, Bonnie moving over him.

"Yeahhhhhhh! Oh, Shit! Suck me, Bonnie!"

"Ow! Damn you, Billy! Be careful!"

"Oh, Christ – I'm sorry! See, my hands are over my head. Suck me, please!"

Nancy clearly heard the gurgling as Bonnie dove down onto Billy's cock again – the cock Bonnie thought belonged to a brother. The woman tiptoed closer, then bent to slip her shoes off, placing them silently to one side. Barefoot, she crept closer, until she could peer over the top of the little haystack.

Billy was on the slope just below her, the boy's arms flung wide, and his legs apart to let the naked Bonnie come up between his thighs. The girl had part of his cock within her mouth, but now she came back, holding the shaft in her fingertips when she came off the end of it to work her jaws against the strain of sucking.

"You like my cock, Bonnie?" asked the boy eagerly, looking down the length of his naked body. "You really like it?"

"It's okay," said Bonnie noncommittally. "I guess."

"You guess?" cried the insulted boy. "Jesus, if it's so Goddamn ugly, why are you sucking on me?"

Bonnie tossed her hair over her shoulders, shrugging. But she was unable to keep a straight face. A giggle broke from her lips, and she dove down onto the boy again, sucking almost five inches of his cock into her mouth.

"Oh, yeahhhhhhhh!" said Billy, sighing happily. He let his head fall back, his eyes closing in bliss. "Yeahhhhhh! Like that, Bonnie!"

She gurgled against him, bobbing her head up and down, her small tits flopping with the motion. Bonnie was on one knee, her hand resting on her thigh as she serviced the boy, sucking eagerly.

"Take more!" begged Billy. "Take it all – like you used to!"

"Jesus, Billy!" She came off him again. "That was before you started to get big! I can't take all that!"

"Shit! Try… please try!"

Dubious, Bonnie studied the knobby shaft in her fingers, her saliva drying against the burning heat of the glans. She worked over the cockhead with her thumb, a droplet of fluid oozing out, and she massaged it in. Billy sighed, and made his balls jump.

"Come on, Bonnie!" he begged again. "Try!"

Obediently the girl returned to the task appointed by the youngster, taking his slippery cockhead between her lips and her teeth. She stabbed down. But she could gain no more ground than before. Choking, she pulled back, shaking her head as tears started in her eyes.

"I can't! You're too big!"

"Shit!" Billy sighed again. "Okay, do the best you can. Suck!"

Bonnie bent over Billy again, while Nancy thought she was going to go out of her mind. Her brief panties were down from her crotch, hobbling her knees as she dug against her cunt. God! If Bonnie wasn't woman enough to take all Billy had to offer, she was! She wanted it… she needed it!

Her breath darted in and out noisily, but the children didn't hear, lost in their own sensations. Bonnie came up on both feet now, squatting between Billy's legs, her young cunt and her asshole flexing open. She caught the boy's hip with one hand, the other down between her legs to play with herself as she sucked against him, taking no more than four inches of Billy's cock into her mouth now.

"Oh, God! Yeah! Suck!"

Bonnie ignored his plea for greater effort, concentrating on what she could take easily. If Billy wanted more he could Goddamn well suck himself! Her eyes stared unfocussed at the boy's groin, his muscles trembling and rippling as he willed the girl to come down farther, but not daring shove it in without invitation.