Grace Wilkinson - Aunt Dorothy book I

"… ooooommmph…" Dot responded. "AHAH… ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Art's handsome face grew purplish from desire as with long even strokes he continued the glorious fucking of his sister-in-law. This was forbidden fruit, forbidden pussy, a cruder side of him thought, and by God, he was going to enjoy it!

For Dot, the very forbidden nature of what she was doing was working toward making the experience one of the most exciting she'd ever known. For one thing, being entered by a prick as large as this one was something that she could never have previously understood would give her so much extreme joy. The feeling was at once one of being punished, martyred somehow, and that of getting just what she needed. Every bit of femininity she had in her was responding to the total masculinity of her sister's husband. Tides of desire rose and fell within her as she writhed involuntarily beneath his grinding loins. His inflamed and swollen member reached the farthest depths of her defenseless genitals. The lewd smacking noise of Art's swinging, sperm filled testicles slapping rhythmically against her wet buttocks filled her ears, combined with her own groans, and sighs. Time had come to a stop and she was suspended in the erotic realm of her body's needs. Abandoning her ladylike composure, she became a slut… a common whore… a cunt receiving a cock. No one had ever made her feel like this before and she could hear him chanting dirty words down at her: "… oh, you sweet piece of ass give it to me… fuck back… come on fuck back fuck back fuck back…"

Art's obscenity only furthered her desire, making her more lustful than ever. He used words that always made her blush whenever she heard them, and now she was not only not blushing, but spreading her long beautiful legs wider so that the out-sized penis could stretch her tender pussy wider apart! Art was almost bending her over backwards now, lifting her legs up so high and pushing them back over her head so that she was bent almost double and thought she might break in two. But the pleasure was so great that any pain she felt was relegated to the background of all the other lewd, lascivious sensations she was enjoying. Now his fingers were at her breasts again and he was holding on tight, rocking back and forth into her upturned cunt. Dorothy could feel the sweaty corduroy bedspread clinging to her back as her mouth hung open wide, animal-like wails of mindless excitation slipping incoherently off her tongue.

Behind the den door, out in the hall, Lee quivered with a building desire. Her original shock had given way to another more interesting sensation and almost absentmindedly, her small hand slipped down beneath her nightgown. She lifted it up and let her fingers trace an invisible line up against her pale white thighs, moving upward until she reached the uppermost portion where small tendrils of pubescent blond hair drifted beyond the tiny limits of her sex. Her fleecy young pussy pulsed slowly with a rising moistness… her face glistened with the natural oils of youth and she caught her breath as her lacquer-covered middle finger, reached the prickly area of her pussy. Gradually, she found her way to the folds of soft hidden flesh under the matted tufts of young, not yet matured pubic curls. Already experienced, her finger searched for the protruding tip of her clitoris. With a sigh, she felt a sharp thrill rush through her as the tender surface was exposed to her manipulating. The feeling rose from her tiny pink and coral pussy up across her trim little belly where it lingered before rising higher still to reach the taut protrusions of her breasts, which although now of a medium size, gave promise of growing much larger… already their shape was like that of large perfect lemons, just the right size for biting into. It was hard to keep on watching and to start the delicious back and forth motion with her finger at the same time, but by doubling herself up a bit, she managed it. While the satiny tissue of her pussy slipped easily beneath her own finger, Lee's eyes remained glued to the opening of the keyhole, where she was able to watch her father bring Aunt Dot to her first climax.

"Ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh…" Dot sang out, feeling her brother-in-law's hot body pressing heavily down on hers now while the tautly stretched moons of her buttocks split wide, her legs dangling in mid-air as her cuntal muscles began to vibrate with urgency and then to contract wildly. A series of spasms took hold of her as the driving cock sped ever upward into her, pushing the trembling folds of her vaginal walls steadily back, massaging them internally with each withdrawal. He brought his huge shaft all the way out of her, leaving just the head at the entrance and then with all his might rammed back into her streaming passage.

"Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…" she screamed, bucking up against his savage thrust. Art crooned with delight, knowing she was starting her orgasm. Gasping for air, he fucked mercilessly deep into the soft confines of her cunt, watching as he did so the way his cock appeared and disappeared into the hungrily clutching aperture of her straining pussy. His balls ached painfully and as she continued to grunt steady words of encouragement to him, he knew that he too was going to cum. His big cock seemed filled with a hundred hot sparks, and he felt a total exhilaration as he dominated the shy former schoolteacher who was his sister-in-law… a woman he remembered from the days when she had been really a child, only sixteen and in trouble. He had watched her grow more beautiful with every year and had watched powerless to help as she married a man who, despite his money, Art knew wasn't worthy of her. And now, she was his… as much his as she possibly could be. His sperm seemed to be crying out within his balls, begging for release into the hot steaming pit of Dot's womb.

Joe woke up with a start. He had definitely heard a loud moan coming from the direction of the hall. Recently, he had taken to sleeping fitfully anyway since he'd started having nightmares… but now he was sure that the weird sounds he'd heard were not his imagination, nor were they part of some dream. He got up, clothed in his striped pajamas, and tiptoed quickly to the door to his room. He was frightened, but he didn't know why just yet… some premonition of what he was going to find out in the hall brushed his psyche and even before he saw his sister, he had broken out into a cold sweat.

The moan came again and Joe's mouth gaped wide in surprise as he was greeted by the sight of his younger sister Lee, oddly doubled up on two pillows, down by the den door. She appeared to be looking through the key hole, but from time to time, she just threw her head back and gave herself up to the overpowering sensations that seemed to be wracking at her young body. One small hand had hiked up her nightgown while the other… the other! Joe almost fell over backwards. He had not seen his sister naked for several years and it was clear to him immediately that she was doing the same thing to herself that he did to himself almost every night in bed, more and more recently, and usually after one of his nightmares. His sister's other hand was fumbling within the sparsely hair-covered mound that was high-set between her slender tapered thighs. She was kneeling on the pillows with her legs widespread and he could see everything clearly. The lower half of her body seemed unduly agitated and her entire pelvis shook lewdly, while the expression on her face was almost frightening.

In an instant, he felt his own genitals responding to his sister's obscenity. He was profoundly shocked though in spite of his excitement… never in his wildest dreams could he have imagined that she would do such a thing!

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm!" he heard her moan. She was panting… her eyes wide open, but glazed and unseeing. She had abandoned the keyhole for a moment, and now both her hands went sliding between her trembling thighs. From his position down the hall with his head peering out of the crack in his door, Joe could see the widely spread cleft of his younger sister's small cunt, the pink jeweled entrance to her vagina appearing briefly from moment to moment as her pelvis bumped lewdly upward. Lee's small pink tongue flicked out of the side of her mouth as the dual ravishment of both her hands, all ten fingers, beat a wild tattoo upon the sensitive tissues of her virginity. Her legs twitched and the area between her thighs was wet and shiny from the natural juices that flowed downward. Joe watched, his hand reaching down for his erect penis as his sister's fingers tangled in the soft blond hairs, separating them and spreading the small pillows of her sex wide, allowing him the privilege of looking inside.