Donna Allen - The hottest aunt

Finally, she licked the cum off his softening cockhead, searching out each drop to make sure it wasn't wasted. With a soft moan, she rolled over onto her back. Her hand was pressed to her cunt, and three fingers were plunged into her cunthole.

The next morning when Gloria opened her eyes, she found herself with a knot of guilt and frustration. Giving blowjobs to her nephew was not exactly what she'd had in mind when she came out to visit her brother. With a chuckle of sarcasm she told herself that maybe it could be considered a contribution to Andy's education.

As far as the frustration was concerned, the simple fact was that the one small orgasm she'd given herself with her hand while sucking him off was just not enough. In the bathroom, when she faced herself in the mirror, she knew she'd have to begin the day by masturbating, otherwise she'd be tense and restless and miserable. It wouldn't be the most satisfying thing in the world, but she was thankful that at least she'd outgrown her inhibitions about it.

She looked at the upward thrust of her tits and couldn't resist the urge to touch them and fondle them and tease the long nipples into swollen hardness. She loved handling her tits and feeling the swiftly answering agitation in her cunt.

Gazing at the mirror, she watched the swelling of her nipples. She parted her legs and slid her fingers into her thick bush of cunthair and between her meaty cuntlips. She began breathing rapidly with a seething excitement, her fingers probing and tickling the juicy folds of her cunt. When she began the rhythmic massage of the shaft of her clit, it took only moments to bring on the rush of an orgasm.

Venting a series of soft moans, she finally shuddered and pulled her hand away from her cunt.

It was hardly supreme ecstasy, but it was better than nothing.

She stepped into the shower, humming the melody of an old song.

By the time she arrived downstairs for breakfast, Walter and Amy were gone, and she found herself alone with Andy. Munching a combination of dry cereal and milk, her nephew was reading the baseball scores in the newspaper.

"Good morning," she said.

He offered her a sheepish grin. "Good morning, Aunt Gloria."

At least he doesn't look damaged, she thought. If anything, he looked better than the day before.

Did all of that really happen last night? She tried to visualize his cock hanging between his thighs. Then, because an erect cock was always more pleasing to her, she imagined his erect cock pointing at the ceiling. She felt herself getting horny again.

I'm cock-happy, she thought.

She could eat him up. It wouldn't be the first time in her life she'd have cum for breakfast. If there was any better way to start a day, she didn't know about it.

She watched with amusement as his eyes hungrily raked over her body. She was wearing a skimpy halter that did nothing to hide the fullness of her tits.

"You look ready to rape me," she said with a chuckle.

He blushed.

"Your mother and father will be gone most of the day," she said. "How would you like to spend the time?"

His eyes devoured her tits. "I'd like to fuck you," he said.

Her eyes sparkling, she smiled and sat down opposite him at the table. She loved to tease him.

"I thought you'd never ask," she said. "But maybe we ought to wait until after breakfast. Do you have a hard-on now?"

"Yes," he said.

"If you bring it over here, I'd love to have a look at it."

He came around the table to stand in front of her. She unbuckled his belt and pulled down his jeans and shorts. His cock was bone hard. She had an urge to suck him off again, but she decided to restrain herself. She cupped his balls in her palm and raised them against the base of his cock.

"You win," she said. "Let's go to my room and take care of this."

She led him upstairs with a hand patting his adorable ass.

She decided that if she had to choose one or the other, she'd always want an experienced lover. But she had to admit the charming innocence of a teenager was exciting.

In her room she quickly slipped out of her clothes and lay down beside him on the bed. She hugged him and pressed her body to his side.

She moved a hand down to grasp his hard cock. The hot shaft throbbed in her hand. Andy turned to face her, and his cock slipped between her thighs.

The heat of his cock was exquisite.

He opened his mouth and sucked in one of her nipples.

The combination of sensations was suddenly too much to resist, and she rolled over onto her back and pulled him on top of her.

Spreading her legs, she took hold of him again and swabbed his cockhead in her juicy cunt. She held the fat head at the mouth of her cunt.

"Put it in… honey," she said.

When he lowered his ass, she felt the hot swollen crown of his cock spread her wet cuntlips and enter her cunthole.

He groaned hoarsely as he moved into her, his fat cockhead spreading the walls of her slippery fuck-channel. She responded with a moan of pleasure and worked her inner muscles to grip his shaft.

After a while, he instinctively began to move. She threw her legs up over his back and dug her heels into his ass.

"That's good!" she gasped. "That's good."

He stroked in and out of her sopping cunt. She worked her pelvis in rhythm with his movements, pulling back as he withdrew and pushing up to meet his inward stroke. Her cunt was flooded with juice, and the room was filled with the squishy sounds of fucking.

Suddenly, with a warning cry of delight, he plunged and pumped savagely as he started shooting his load of hot jism.

She held him tightly, thrilling to the sweetness of sharing his first fuck.

She hadn't come, but she'd prepared herself for that. She tightened her cunt muscles to milk his shrinking cock as it shriveled and backed out of her cunt with a soft sucking sound.

After a while, she wriggled out from under him and sat up. Shifting her body, she stretched out beside him with her face near his cock. Her hands moved over his belly as she tongued his limp prick, licking his balls and lapping the underside of the soft shaft. He trembled and shivered as she engulfed his entire cock in her warm mouth and sucked it hungrily. She tongued his cock and balls, swirling her tongue around the cockhead, lapping and sucking, her cheeks hollowing as she worked on him.

Finally pulling her mouth away, she stroked the skin of his cock up and down with an expert touch.

"Tell me about your girlfriends," she said. "Or maybe there's a special one. Is she pretty?"

"I guess."

"What do you like best about her? But I suppose I can guess. You're a tit man, aren't you?"

"Yeah," he said.

"Does she ever touch your cock?"

"Sure."

"Does she suck you off?"

"No, she won't do that."

Gloria smiled. She remembered an old saying: Youth is wasted on the young.

His cock was growing hard again. She lowered her mouth to engulf the swelling prick. Her left hand massaged his heavy balls. She grasped him by the root of his cock and sucked in the full length of the shaft.

"Oooo, aaaaahhhhh!" he groaned.

She sucked more rapidly, pulling the skin of his cock up from the base with her teeth, at times nibbling at the cockhead and then running her lips down the sides.

He raised his ass to push his prick into her voracious mouth. Sucking more violently, she reached under his balls and searched out his asshole to probe it with a fingertip.

His hard young cock was now in full form. Gloria's eyes were wild with lust, her cunt sopping wet. Shifting her body, she straddled him.

"This time, I'll do the work," she said.

Edging backward, she raised her pelvis, found the head of his cock with the socket of her cunt, and plunged down in a single smooth motion to capture his cock completely.