Nick Eastwood: Eager beaver aunt

"Ooooooo, yeah," she gurgled, "that's just right. Now let's get each other off."

"I'm for that," Ben groaned.

He could have come a dozen times in the last half hour, and he was more than ready now. His middle finger was squeezed between the hot juicy lips of Nancy's virgin pussy, and he was working it stiffly up and down, stimulating her greedy clit. She gurgled and squealed with pleasure as he frigged her, and soon she'd soaked his finger with molten cream.

"Ahhhhh, yeah, Ben," she panted, "keep doing it to me, don't stop."

Meanwhile she'd fisted his rock-hard young cock and was pumping it like crazy. Thick streams of juice dribbled from his piss hole and ran down to wet her fingers, making her pumping slick and fast. That hot eager pumping was really getting to him, and so was the incredible fact that he actually had his hand on Nancy Taylor's naked pussy. No other guy in school could make that boast.

"Am I doing this right, Ben?" she panted.

"Yeah, it's great," he groaned. "How about you? Is this feeling good to you?"

"Wonderful," she moaned, "just keep doing it."

The car echoed with their moaning and panting, and Ben watched the window steam up till he couldn't see a thing outside. Nancy's fist was tight and juice-slick around his engorged prick, and he was working his stiff finger steadily over her throbbing wet clit. He glanced at her face and saw that it was contorted with lust. His face must have looked the same way.

"Unnnhhhhh, shit, I'm almost there," she whimpered.

"Me, too," he groaned.

He couldn't believe he and Nancy Taylor were actually beating off each other. He'd come on this date with some pretty bold ambitions, but he was actually surprised as hell to have gotten this far with the most desirable girl in school. Now she was arching her body, holding herself stiff, to get all the hot friction she could from his massaging finger.

"Ooooooo, shit, Ben," she gasped, "you did it to me, I'm coming!"

Ben felt his finger soaked with her spurting come-juice, and as the powerful orgasm rocked her petite body, she pumped his cock like crazy. He couldn't hold out a second longer. He felt his balls discharge their sizzling load.

"Ahhhhh, fuck, I'm coming, aaaggghhh!" he yelled.

Nancy watched wide-eyed as thick globs of jizz shot from his cock and splattered the roof of the car. Ben felt rush after rush of molten cream flooding from her cunt. The two horny teenagers frigged each other till they fell back exhausted. But the moment her lust was gone, Nancy turned into her old prim self again. Blushing hotly, she pulled up her jeans and panties and moved to the far side of the passenger seat.

"I think you better take me home right away, Ben," she said stiffly. "We went too far."

Ben sighed as he started the car. His date was over, and he was still a virgin. When was he ever going to get laid?

After dropping Nancy off, Ben headed home himself. He hadn't expected to be back that early, but, there was nothing else to do but go home and watch TV. When he walked into the house, he was very surprised not to find his parents up. The living room was empty.

Ben was puzzled, because it was only ten o'clock. He glanced in the kitchen, found nobody there, and then started down the hall. That was when he heard giggling coming from the master bedroom. He tiptoed to the door and pressed his ear against it. That was his mom laughing, all right.

"Bill," she said, "you aren't horny or anything, are you?"

Ben heard his dad reply, "You better believe I am, and now that we've got the house to ourselves, we can fuck in any room we want to."

Ben drew back from the door, blushing. His parents obviously weren't expecting him home for quite awhile. He wondered what to do. Then he heard their voices getting nearer, and he ducked into the hall closet. Bill and Meg Andrews were laughing as they came out of their room, and there was the sound of playful scuffling. Peering through the keyhole, Ben saw that his father was dragging his mother toward the living room.

"Bill, you're crazy," Meg laughed. "We can't get it on in the living room. Ben might come home."

"Not when he's got a chance to make it with Nancy Taylor," Bill chuckled. "That boy will stay out till the last possible minute."

Ben smiled ruefully. His dad's logic was pretty good, but he hadn't figured on Nancy wanting to go home so early. Ben watched as his parents wrestled their way down the hall, still wondering what to do. The most polite thing would be to slip out the back door and come back later, leaving them in privacy. But somehow he knew he wasn't going to do that.

His parents had always been affectionate, kissing and hugging in front of him, but he'd never seen them do anything really passionate. He'd never seen them get it on. They were so careful about that that he'd never even heard them at night. So he was burning with curiosity now. As they reached the living room, he slipped out of the closet and followed, keeping to the shadows of the hallway.

"Bill, this is insane," his mother was laughing.

"Aw, come on, honey," Bill Andrews said, "it'll be fun to do something different for a change."

"Well, I have to agree with that," Meg sighed.

"Great, then let's get to it," Bill leered, pulling her into his arms and kissing her.

It wasn't just the friendly little smooch they usually exchanged when Ben was around. This was a serious, hungry kiss, and Bill worked his tongue into Meg's mouth and cupped her shapely ass, pulling her tight against him. From the shadows Ben watched and felt himself getting hotly turned on. For one crazy moment he found himself wishing he could be in his father's place.

Then he reminded himself that that attractive brunette was his mother and that he had no business getting turned on to her. Yet he'd always found her sexy, even when he was a little kid. On the tall side, slim and shapely, with a pretty face and dazzling smile, his mother was the most beautiful woman in the world to him. He couldn't blame his dad for being so turned on by her.

Bill Andrews was a big man, just over six feet tall, his body rugged and muscular from years of hard work. Ben envied his physique and hoped that some day he could build up his own lean body to that extent. In fact he was feeling all kinds of envy for his dad tonight, not only for his muscles but for his woman. Ben just couldn't help wanting to hold and kiss his pretty mom. He stifled a sigh of lust as they finally broke their steamy kiss and came up for air.

"Let's get rid of our clothes," Bill grinned. "I'll pull the drapes first," Meg laughed. "I don't want to give the neighbors a free show."

"Oh, right," Bill chuckled, "I forgot all about that."

Meg drew away from him, and Ben saw that the fly of his jeans was enormously tented. No wonder he'd forgotten about the drapes. He probably had just one thought right now, getting his rocks off. He kicked away his shoes and pulled off his t-shirt, revealing his massive hairy chest. Meg finished drawing the drapes and stared at him hungrily as he continued to undress.

No wonder she was turned on, Ben thought wistfully. His dad was hard-muscled, tan and hairy, a really macho guy. Now he skinned out of his jeans and was down to just his shorts, the crotch bulging obscenely. Meg licked her lips and reddened a little with excitement as he began to peel the shorts carefully down over his swollen cock.

"Wait a second, honey," Meg said huskily, "let me do that for you."

"Sure, baby," Bill grinned.

Deftly she caught the waistband of his shorts and rolled the garment down. His thick eight-inch cock came into view, the engorged purple head leaking hot juice. Meg revealed his prick gradually, savoring the sight of it, and Ben could tell she was really excited. No wonder. His dad was hung like a horse. Ben knew he wasn't so badly endowed himself, but he couldn't compete with that giant boner.