Donna Allen - The hottest aunt

Gloria's eyes opened, and an expectant look came into them. She wriggled her cunt more forcefully around the pole of his cock.

Gloria suddenly groaned as Andy bent his wrist and drove a finger into her puckered asshole.

Amy shuddered in sympathy, recalling her own sensations whenever her ass was invaded. She watched the expression of sexual bliss wash over Gloria's face. Gloria's features were contorted and strained.

Andy pistoned his cock into her cunt. At intervals, he pulled back and teased her by holding the knob of his cock at her cuntlips. Amy could see his wrist rotating as he rolled his finger inside Gloria's asshole.

When Andy spread his thighs, Amy could see the tight spheres of his balls hanging between them.

"Oh, God!" Gloria groaned. "I'm going to come soon! I can't take this any more!"

Gloria reached down to tangle her fingers in Andy's crotch. She ran her hands over her belly and then back up to her tits.

Amy was now rhythmically massaging her own cunt, masturbating in a frenzy as she watched the scene on the bed. She was breathless with the anticipation of watching her son shoot his cum into Gloria.

She had more than once wondered about his sex life, more than once had a fleeting image of what his cock and balls might be like now that he was almost full grown. But it was hard to realize the rampant young stallion on the bed was her baby!

Once again, Gloria bucked up from the bed to grasp Andy's cock with her cunt. Amy heard them gasp and watched them tremble with the rushing approach of their orgasms. She felt her own fingers tightening around her swollen dripping cuntlips. She had cuntjuice running on her palm, a river of juice out of the very cunt from which Andy had sprung.

Then Andy drew back for his last thrust, and Amy saw a slight hesitation in the rhythm of his hips. With a vigorous lurch, he plunged once again into Gloria's clinging cunt-channel, his asscheeks tight and full, his dangling balls pulsating as he emptied them with a deep groan of lust.

Their bodies were welded together in the throes of climax.

Amy imagined she could feel her son's cum spurting into her own pussy in white-hot bursts of passion. She squeezed her cuntlips and shuddered at the viciousness of her fantasy.

Gloria was coming. She opened her mouth and cried out. Her belly spasmed up and down, and her long body folded up on itself as she quaked and quivered and crooned.

"Oh, yes! Oh, yes! Oh, God! Oooohhhh!" Fascinated, Amy watched her sister-in-law shuddering in orgasm. She thought the session would end then, but in a moment she realized Gloria was far from satiated. The face of the woman on the bed had turned totally wanton, and it was obvious Gloria was still coming, still in the throes of a climax. She moved through a series of shattering explosions that left her drained and limp.

Incredulous and stunned, Amy watched Gloria's convulsions. She felt, envious. Her own cunt trembled under her pressing hand. Her cuntlips twitched. Her juices oozed endlessly onto her fingers. She suddenly stiffened and closed her eyes as the rush of an orgasm overwhelmed her body.

It was really a small climax, no more than a few fluttering waves of pleasure.

When Amy opened her eyes, she saw Gloria slowly settling her body back on the bed, her asscheeks flattening under her as her cunt descended.

Andy gripped Gloria's hips and slumped down, his long cock slowly pulling out of Gloria's pussy. Gloria's cunt now lay opened like a ravaged flower, and Amy's eyes sparkled at the sight of it. She could see her son's cum oozing out of the pink hole in a viscous glob that soon flowed down to cover Gloria's asshole.

Amy smiled at the way Andy's cock drooped like a weary soldier. He was hung like his father – heavy and thick and long enough to touch bottom.

With a sigh and a happy giggle, Gloria covered her cunt with her hand to contain the oozing juice.

"You've really flooded me!" Gloria said.

Andy blushed. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be silly," Gloria said. "It's delicious. I love it when there's so much of it. This is the first time for you today, isn't it? I mean you didn't masturbate today… that's why you had so much."

He nodded. "I'm trying to stop that. I'd rather save it for you."

An impish smile came to Gloria's face. "Put your fingers in my pussy. I think I can come again if you do that. It won't take long."

He pushed two fingers into the wet channel.

"Another finger," Gloria said. "It's nice to be stretched… there, that's better! Move them in and out as if you're fucking me… oh, yes, that's nice! Just like that… do you mind doing this?"

"Of course not."

"You can use your thumb up at the top. Oh, God, you're a darling! Do me, honey! I'm going to have a nice one! I can feel it coming now! Oh, yes! Oh! Oh! Oh! Ooooohh!"

Amy watched in amazement as Gloria twisted and churned and bucked under Andy's masturbating hand. The lewdness of Gloria's response was a shock. She had known Gloria as a quiet controlled woman. This was a new Gloria she was seeing now – a wild female in heat.

With a last crooning cry, Gloria jerked her body and came. She fell back on the pillows with a soft hiss. Her meaty cunt was now more open and wetter than ever.

Reaching out with a happy smile, Andy pulled a tissue out of a box and handed it to her. Gloria balled it between her thighs and dropped her legs from his waist so that he could move back.

Amy shivered at the sight of his slime-covered cock waving in the air. Half-faint with desire and shock, she stepped back from the window. She slipped away to return to her own bedroom.

Amy stretched out on the bed beside Walter. She decided she would say nothing to anyone. Andy was old enough to learn about sex, and Gloria was obviously an excellent teacher!

The most important thing of all was that after seeing Gloria in action, Amy's interest in her sister-in-law was more intense than ever.

I can't sleep like this, she thought. She was much too tense. The small orgasm she'd had while watching Andy and Gloria fucking was not enough. Her cunt was still on fire, her cuntlips swollen with need.

Clenching her teeth with desperation, Amy left the bed and went to the bathroom. She locked the door, sat down on the toilet, and spread her legs to masturbate.

On a downtown street, her high heels clicking on the pavement, Gloria was in a mellow mood. A late morning rain had cooled the air, and she felt happy and full of energy.

She wondered how much of it was due to what was happening with Andy. She had no romantic illusions about it – what was going on was pure lust. How she loved it! He was learning fast, and the fucking was getting better than ever. The only thing she missed was the finesse of a mature man, a man who knew how to tantalize. She'd had more than one lover like that, and they'd given her something to measure other lovers by. Andy was young and sweet, and his cock stayed hard for hours. He fucked her endlessly and she adored sucking him off.

But their bed sessions lacked a certain spirit of erotic adventure.

She walked along the street, conscious of the eyes of men, of their appreciation of her full, firm tits and curvaceous ass. Their admiration was titillating, and she was amused herself for getting turned on by it.

Veering around a corner, her eyes on the window of a dress shop, she slammed into someone walking in the opposite direction.

"I'm terribly sorry!" a deep voice said.

Gloria found herself in the arms of a distinguished looking man with gray hair and steely blue eyes. Blushing, she stepped back.

"I'm terribly sorry," he repeated. "It was certainly my fault."

"Oh, no," Gloria said. "I ought to look where I'm going."

Then he bent down, and she realized she'd dropped her purse. He retrieved it from the ground and handed it back to her.