Donna Allen - The hottest aunt

Amy slipped down the zipper at the top of her skirt, opened the top snap, and worked her skirt and half-slip down together. She wore white bikini panties and a frilly blue garterbelt to hold up her stockings. She hated pantyhose – she liked having the tops of her thighs bare because it made her feel more sexy. At the joining of her thighs, where the panties pulled tight over her pubic mound and back between her legs, the material was thin enough to show the shadow of her cunthair. Her thighs were full, the flesh smooth and firm.

A glance at the front of Walter's shorts told her his cock was already half-hard.

Amy stretched back her arms to open the hooks of her bra. She drew the cups away and let the ribbons drag down her arms. Her full swinging tits quivered as she tossed the bra away. The globes of her breasts were slightly elongated, capped by medium-sized areolas of pale brownish-pink with half-hardened darker pink studs at their centers. Her nipples were set high on her tits, so that they angled upward when aroused.

During her eighteen years of marriage, Amy had had a number of extra-curricular affairs – some with men and some with women – and all her lovers had adored her tits. She didn't consider her casual affairs as infidelities. She never became really entangled with her lovers, and Walter more or less knew about them. He at least knew there was an occasional adventure outside their marriage. She suspected he had his own amusements whenever the opportunity presented itself. He did considerable traveling around the state and sometimes he was away for weeks.

Amy hardly ever hungered for feminine love, and she considered an hour or two passed with a lesbian as nothing more than an interesting diversion. There were times when she found herself turned on by another woman, but she was too conservative to jump into the sack with just anyone.

Her current female interest happened to be Walter's sisters Gloria, and Amy was determined to make a try at a seduction. She had no idea whether anything would ever come of it – Gloria seemed to be very uninhibited and carefree, but Amy knew the shell people wore on the outside was often deceiving.

Now Amy turned to lower her panties and reveal the full plump globes of her ass. She could feel his eyes on the smooth tight skin of her asscheeks, and it brought a flood of warmth to her pussy.

When she turned around, she found Walter had dropped his shorts. She gazed fondly at his long thick cock, rearing up impatiently.

"You certainly look ready!" she said.

Walter smiled. He fisted his cock and waved it at her. "Still gets to you, huh?"

"Of course it does, silly. It's flattering. I usually have to work on you to get a hard-on like that."

Stretching out on the bed, she assumed a fucking position with her knees up and her thighs parted to show the dark brown bush of hair at her crotch. She knew the garterbelt and stockings made a lovely frame for her pussy.

Walter knelt on the bed and gazed at her cunt. He never tired of looking at it. Amy considered it to be the one part of her anatomy which hadn't changed since their marriage. The lips were fatter and slightly less elastic, but essentially it was the same cunt she'd offered him at the age of eighteen – meaty, juicy, and always hot.

Amy watched him now with heavy lidded eyes. It always excited her when a man looked at her cunt with lust. Snaking a hand down to her crotch, she fingered her pussy and parted her thick cuntlips.

"You're a luscious piece," he said. "Luscious and wet."

"Wet for you, lover," she said.

He gazed at her moist pink cunt. He surged up, covering her body completely with his.

Her hands moved down to help funnel his cock into her wet hole. She encircled him with her fingers, slid his foreskin back, and then he was entering her, sliding into her, filling her with his throbbing meat. She moaned at the first push of the hot cylinder of cockflesh into her body.

"Oh, God, that feels good! Fuck me, honey!"

Her cunt squirmed on his cock.

"Oh, shit!" he hissed. "I'm going to fuck your brains out!"

"Oh, yes, baby!" she cried. "Fuck me! Come in me!"

He pulled back and plunged into her again. He began stroking with a firm rhythm, her thighs rocking at his hips and their bellies slapping. The bed creaked in cadence with his thrusting; her wet cunt pounded up at him; he panted as he looked down at her contorted face.

Her tits quivering like jelly, she cried: "Oh, God! Oh, you beautiful stud!" She arched up to him, her belly quaking.

He rammed her until he hit bottom. Her cunt muscles clutched at his cock as he groaned and shot his load.

"Give it to me, baby!" she crooned. "Give it to me!"

She kept her hands on his asscheeks until he drained his balls.

When he finally rolled off her body, she left the bed and went to the bathroom to clean up. Stripping off her stockings and garterbelt, she put one foot on the toilet and watched his jism ooze out and run down her thigh. With a shiver of delight, she wiped her cunt with a Kleenex and tossed the crumpled tissue into the bowl.

Walter would sleep now. Whenever he fucked this late at night, one orgasm was enough to finish him.

Still restless, Amy slipped on a robe and walked out onto the veranda in the warm night air. The stars were out; the crickets were chirping; she felt good to be alive.

Then she heard the moan from Gloria's bedroom window. Amy froze and felt a shiver run down her spine. She knew very well what that kind of a moan was. Stepping carefully on the wooden floor of the veranda, she moved to the edge of Gloria's window and peered inside through the parted curtains.

What she saw made her eyes widen and her heart pound madly. A deep sexual sensation flowed over her belly, and her juices flooded her cunt.

On the bed, their arms curled around each other, their bodies naked, her sister-in-law and her son were fucking.

Amy could see Gloria's swelling pointed tits, the full curves of Gloria's white body, the unrestrained passion on Gloria's face.

She watched the slow roll of Gloria's hips as she pressed them against Andy's. She watched Andy's hands working on Gloria's tits, his fingers pulling on her nipples.

Gloria sagged backward as Andy bucked his pelvis in another forward stroke of his cock.

Amy hadn't seen her son completely naked since he was twelve years old. Her eyes glittering, she stared at his muscular ass as he fucked Gloria. He drew back his hips, and she could see the thick wet shaft of his cock slide out of Gloria's fat-lipped cunt. When he pushed back in to the hilt, another groan of pleasure escaped Gloria's crooning mouth.

A hot flash of sexual need jolted through Amy's body as she watched the scene in the room. Her cunt fluttered and her nipples tingled. She moved a hand under her robe to the tender meat of her swelling cuntlips. Biting her lip, she worked her fingers into the dripping folds.

Gloria rocked on the bed, her asscheeks moving up and down, her thighs spread wide to reveal the dark bush of cunthair surrounding the thick stem of Andy's cock. She lacked her ankles over his back and vigorously pumped away.

Her mouth open, her chest straining to hold back the sounds of her gasps, Amy watched.

Andy groaned, smiled down at Gloria, and worked his hands down her body from her shoulders to her thighs. He massaged her skin, cupping her pointed tits in his palms, gripping her flesh. Then he moved his hands to her swelling asscheeks, his fingers digging in as he clutched the resilient globes. He ran his fingers along the insides of her thighs until she rocked up and down to get more of his cock.

Amy watched her son's fingers moving along Gloria's cunt. When he found her clit, be rolled it back and forth as Gloria shivered in response. His fingers slid over her wet cuntlips to the shaft of his cock and then back up again to Gloria's clit. A moment later, his fingers moved down again, this time to probe between the soft cheeks of Gloria's ass.