Donna Allen - The hottest aunt

"Oh, Amy! Decent husbands aren't that easy to find, you know. In any case, I'm not sexually frustrated. I manage to get by."

Sitting up and leaning forward, Gloria placed her hands at Amy's sides and slipped them up to Amy's back. She unhooked the other woman's bra and drew it away.

Amy's pink-nippled tits quivered and swayed. Smiling, Gloria closed her hand over a fruity tit and squeezed. Amy leaned her head back to savor the sensation. Her nipple swelled under Gloria's palm, and Gloria moved her fingertips to the nipple to twirl and pinch it. Amy's mouth fell open to vent a low moan of approval.

Massaging both tits, Gloria tweaked the nipple and bent her head to close her mouth over a succulent pink bud. A long time had passed since she had made love to a woman, but now she was caught up in the magic of it.

She moved from one tit to the other, sucking and tonguing and nibbling. Her hands fondled and squeezed the heavy globes. Amy's tits were larger than Gloria's, but they were a bit pendulous and not as firm. Gloria thought the droop was charming. It gave Amy a certain kind of maternal look which Gloria found very sexy, and toying with the blonde's tits was exciting.

"Take my pants off!" Amy hissed.

With a soft chuckle, Gloria moved her hands to Amy's hips, gripped her panties and pulled them down to expose Amy's dripping cunt. When Amy parted her legs, Gloria caressed the blonde's thighs with the palms of her hands and gazed with sultry eyes at her hair-fringed pussy, brimming with cuntjuice.

It occurred to Gloria that she had never in her life had a close look at a blonde pussy. The few women she'd had sex with had been brunettes.

Amy laughed when she saw Gloria's interest. "Go ahead, honey, I don't mind. It turns me on." Falling back on the bed, she hooked her hands behind her knees and pulled them back to fully expose her cunt.

Gloria's pulse quickened at the sight of Amy's cunt and asshole. Leaning forward, she pried open the pink petals and studied the juicy gash. The sweet warm smell of Amy's cunt was delicious. Her clitoris – at least the knob of it – was indeed smaller than Gloria's, but the shaft was just as long.

"Suck me, honey!" Amy moaned. "Eat my pussy!"

With a mewl of lust, Gloria lowered her face. Holding open Amy's cuntlips with her thumbs, she pressed her wet mouth to the steaming gulch to suck up and drink Amy's cuntjuice. Her tongue probed into Amy's cunthole to scoop out the warm syrup.

Amy shuddered and bucked up her hips to intensify the contact of her cunt with Gloria's mouth.

Gloria dug deeper into the juicy flesh, twisting her head between Amy's firm asscheeks. She lapped and sucked and gurgled. She licked up across Amy's clit and down again to her cunthole. She swirled her tongue at the rim and moved up again to grasp the red bean of the blonde's clit between her lips. The frustration produced by the incessant movement drove Amy wild.

"Oh, yes!" Amy moaned. "Oh, shit, yes! Oh, that's marvelous! Suck me, honey! Suck me out!"

Gloria found herself turned on by the abundance of cuntjuice. She scooped globs of it out of Amy's brimming cunthole. She rolled the juice on her tongue and smeared it over her teeth. After extracting the full taste of it, she finally swallowed it.

As far as she was concerned, the pleasure of sucking a juicy pussy was almost as great as that of sucking a juicy cock. With women, she'd known she'd always been the aggressor, and now she was sucking her sister-in-law! She wondered how often her brother sucked his wife's cunt. She wondered how many women Amy had been to bed with. She'd certainly never had any idea that Amy liked pussy.

After biting and chewing Amy's cuntlips, she wet her thumb in her dripping cunthole and moved down to push it into Amy's asshole.

With a hoarse grunt of lust, Amy jerked her hips upward.

"Oh, yes!" she cried. "Do my ass! I love it!"

Gloria did Amy's ass. First her thumb, wriggling and probing. Then her forefinger and middle finger together, stretching the sphincter, pistoning in and out like a cock.

Whimpering and squealing like a wild animal, Amy blasted into orbit.

"Oh, Jesus! Oh, sweet Jesus! I'm coming! I can feel it! I'm coming so fucking good! I love it!"

Gloria drove her tongue as deep as possible into the hot channel of Amy's cunt. She curled her tongue and sucked in a frenzy, determined to get every drop of Amy's cream. Then she abruptly pulled her head away, drilled her fingers more viciously into Amy's asshole, and hissed: "Come, honey! Come for me! Give it to me!"

Her eyes sparkling and her lips pulled back over her teeth in a grimace, Gloria watched as Amy shuddered into oblivion. Unable to hold back, she crawled up over Amy's face, pried open her own cuntlips, and plastered her throbbing cunt down on Amy's face.

Gloria was delighted that her relationship with Amy had moved to a new level. As the days passed, their friendship came to have that special intimacy of two people who have shared physical love. Although they decided to avoid extended sessions of lovemaking, they were drawn together too much to completely refrain from physical contact. They stole secret moments whenever they had the opportunity.

Amy was the more daring one. She was fond of running her hands over Gloria's tits and ass whenever she had the chance. When Gloria had an urge for contact, she was usually more thorough. Walter almost caught them one time in the bathroom. For five whole minutes, Amy was standing up with the upper half of her body, bent over the bathroom sink and Gloria kneeling behind her with her face in Amy's ass. It was only later that they discovered they'd forgotten to lock the door.

Andy was now very much involved with his new girlfriend, Marylou, and Gloria saw very little of him. He sometimes slipped into her room late at night, but she never did more than use her mouth to drain his balls. After that, she would make him return to his room. She would lie on her bed with his cum coating her teeth and masturbate until she was tired enough to sleep.

When Gloria told Amy about Philip Norton, Amy was intrigued.

"He sounds delicious!" Amy said. "Does he have a big cock?"

Gloria laughed. "He's big enough. Would you like to meet him?"

"I'd love it!" Amy said. "But only if we do it together. He sounds a little freaky, and I'm not taking any chances."

Gloria telephoned Norton and arranged to meet him in his apartment the next day. She told him nothing about Amy; she decided it would be better to surprise him.

Early the next afternoon, excited and jittery, the two women dressed for what they both knew would be an orgy.

They played games with their lingerie. They enticed each other with seductive poses, until finally Gloria came up behind Amy and pressed herself to the blonde's back. She entwined her long legs with Amy's, and pushed her tits into Amy's shoulder blades.

"You smell so nice and sexy," Gloria said. She moved her hands around to hold Amy's swaying tits, catching the nipples between her fingers and squeezing them gently.

"That feels wonderful!" Amy said. "Make them hard!"

Gloria twisted Amy's nipples until they became as hard as her own. She pressed her lips in a wet kiss to Amy's neck. Then her lips moved down, following the curve of Amy's spine to the plump white cheeks of Amy's ass.

Amy was wearing a frilly red garterbelt and dark stockings – an ensemble that deliciously framed the full globes of her asscheeks. Kneeling down, Gloria ran a trail of kisses over the tight resilient skin. She pulled open the cheeks and probed her tongue into the damp crack.

Amy hissed. "Give me your tongue, honey! Tongue it!"

Gloria's tongue found the pouting rim of Amy's asshole. She licked around it, wetting the wrinkled grommet with her saliva, and then drilled her tongue inside.