Donna Allen - The hottest aunt

"You like that?"

"It feels funny," he said.

She pushed in deeper, her finger vibrating in the hot sucking hole. He groaned and twisted his hips.

It's a power trip, she thought. No wonder they like fucking us.

Shifting her body, she moved her head to his crotch. She wet her lips and approached the end of his cock, slowing taking in the exposed part of his cockhead and increasing the pressure of her suction. She felt his thighs jump and heard his moan of pleasure. He lifted his ass off the bed and tried to cram more of his cock into her mouth. As she continued to suck, she kept working his foreskin gradually back until the entire cockhead was uncovered.

She lifted her mouth for a moment, to look at the stripped glans – reddish-purple from her sucking. The tight skin of his cockhead glistened with her saliva. It looked incredibly sensitive. She could smell the mixture of cum and cuntjuice coating his pubic hair. With a sigh of pleasure, she rubbed her cheeks and nose and lips against his rigid cock. She licked the wet pulsating shaft and pushed his thighs further apart to kiss his hairy balls.

He moaned and wriggled his ass.

She lifted his balls tenderly as she kept licking them, then she opened her mouth wide and took one of them inside. She sucked the egg lovingly, released it, and again engulfed the head of his cock. She pulled on it with strong suction, running her tongue into the slit and making a sound of pleasure in her throat.

Andy began to moan and whine, his ass twitching and swiveling.

With one hand at the base of his cock, pressing hard on his pubic bone, she took his balls in her other hand and began massaging them with a rolling motion.

At intervals, his ass reared off the bed as if the suction of her mouth was pulling him up. She held on, continuing the vacuum-like pressure on his throbbing cock.

She ran a hand over his belly and chest to finger his tiny nipples. Her mouth bobbed hungrily up and down the shaft of his cock, sucking and slurping, lingering at the end of each stroke to nibble and chew the pulpy purplish head. She loved the taste and smell, of his crotch and the way he groaned and squirmed under her mouth.

He adores the sucking, she thought. He adores it as much as I do.

Once again she took his cockhead into her mouth and sucked it lightly and then more firmly, working her tongue over the sensitive tip. She had her teeth behind the crown, and sometimes she dug in to let him feel her teeth.

"Oh, Christ!" he hissed.

She pulled back a to allow him to regain control. She sucked more lightly than before, his meaty rigid cock throbbing her mouth. His balls had tightened up, and she held them with her fingers and squeezed gently. She knew there was no way he could hold out much longer.

Again closing her mouth over his cockhead, she began to suck vigorously, using her teeth and tongue to increase his pleasure.

He began grunting and swearing, his body twitching and contorting as the sensation produced by her mouth reached a high peak.

"Oh, shit!" he cried.

Then his jism spewed into her mouth. There was so much of it at the back of her throat, it made her gag, but she fought down the reflex and swallowed the thick ropey globs of his cum as they gushed into her mouth. He kept bucking his cock into her face, shooting his load as if the supply were endless. She managed to swallow it all, and finally, she felt his cock begin to go limp in her mouth.

For a while she continued sucking and licking his limp cockflesh. When his cock was wilted and completely soft, she pulled her mouth away with a sucking noise and wiped him off with a Kleenex.

She walked off to the bathroom to pee.

She wiped her mouth with a towel, checked the lines under her eyes in the mirror, and sat down on the toilet.

Returning to the bedroom, she found him sitting on the edge of the bed, toying with his half-hard cock.

"My God!" she gasped. "I really don't believe it! I suppose you'd like to come again."

He smiled and shrugged.

Giggling with delight, she lay down on her back and told him to straddle her. He climbed on and leaned forward to rest his cock in the warm cleavage between her tits. She lowered her chin, glanced down at the pink crown with a shiver, and pushed her tits together to envelop his prick. He instinctively moved his cock back and forth in the tunnel between her tits, his cockhead popping out at the end of each stroke like a fat purple mushroom.

"Fuck me like this," she said.

Her hands slid over his hips to clutch the cheeks of his ass. She briefly tickled his asshole with a fingertip, and then moved her hands back to cover his cock with her tits. He started fucking, and soon his cock was sliding in and out of the groove with a firm rhythm.

"When you're ready to come, give me the head of your cock in my mouth," she said.

She increased the pressure of her tits on his stroking cock, and soon his eyes closed and his cheeks reddened as he concentrated on his approaching orgasm.

"I'm coming!"

The first salvo splattered her face and almost blinded her. Then he managed to push forward and get his cock into her mouth. She slurped and sucked, milking his meat until his balls were drained. At the end, she pushed a finger into his asshole, probed his prostrate, and helped him squeeze out the last of his load.

When he finally pulled his cock out of her mouth, she rolled her tongue over her teeth and closed her eyes with a sigh.

Andy had a new girlfriend named Marylou. She had beautiful eyes, a small uptilted nose, and a luscious mouth. On Saturday night, they were sitting in Andy's car at a drive-in movie.

Marylou was wearing an off-the-shoulder blouse and a summer skirt. Andy had his right arm draped around her shoulders and his hand hanging over her right tit. His fingers caressed the firm globe of her tit through the cloth of her blouse and bra. He could feel the hard nipple pressing into his palm.

He ran his other hand down her belly to cup the mound of her cunt. Through the cloth of her skirt and panties, he could feel the springy bush of hair and the soft lips of her cunt. When he stroked the slit with a fingertip, he imagined he could hear a squishy sound of wetness.

"Please, don't," Marylou said.

Andy paid her no mind. He knew she was as anxious for it as he was. After all the sessions with his Aunt Gloria, he'd learned to recognize a woman in heat.

Marylou was a challenge. She wasn't as experienced as Gloria, and certainly not as sexy. But she was young and sweet and his own age.

The most important thing of all was that she turned him on.

He eased her blouse off her shoulders and kissed the upper slopes of her tits while his fingers worked at the hook of her bra. She was breathing rapidly. Her body against his was warm and yielding. He knew that she was his for the taking, maybe not without some persuasion, but certainly before the evening was over. All he had to do was give her mind a reason it could accept – her body was already convinced.

"I'm nuts about you," he said. "You know that, don't you?"

His hand stroked the bare inner surfaces of her thighs. Pulling up her bra to expose her tits, he lowered his head and drew a juicy nipple, into his mouth.

She made an involuntary moaning sound.

"Oh, Andy! When you do that, I can't resist!"

Andy smiled inwardly – the game was won.

He tugged down the waistband of her skirt. Their mouths met and fused in a hot wet kiss. This time, he felt her tongue tentatively pushing into his mouth to convey her passion. He moved his hand back to her lap and resumed his caressing of her satiny thighs. Then he moved the hand around her body to fondle a resilient asscheek, kneading it through the thin fabric of her panties until she rolled onto her side to give him more freedom.