Michael Corbett - Eager sucking aunt

No one else in the family gave even the slightest hint the next morning of having seen or heard anything out of line the night before. Laura relaxed more, as her fear of getting caught faded away. She figured that during the rest of her week here she would keep having Kurt fuck the shit out of her at night and would spend her days taking it easy and lying in the sun. She was confident that everything would go smoothly – and satisfyingly!

That same morning, she got a chance to go lie in the sun at a nearby lake. This lake was a popular spot for sunbathing, swimming, and boating, and Dean, Kurt's younger brother, was intending to go out there. Alice, his mother, urged him to take his Aunt Laura. Dean made excuses at first, as if he much preferred to go alone, but Alice said that she herself had lots of housework to do, that Kurt had already left to play softball with some of his buddies, and that Hugh – her husband and Laura's brother – was at work. So Laura would get awfully bored just sitting around the house. Laura said she really didn't mind sitting around the house, but Alice kept pushing and Dean finally said okay.

So Laura put on a white string-bikini and Dean put on his swimming trunks, and they packed some sandwiches and soft drinks into an ice chest and took off. They were in Dean's car. He was driving, and after a few miles it occurred to Laura that he had hardly even glanced at her. And that bothered her. She wasn't figuring on trying to get his cock in her cunt, although he was slim and definitely good looking. But, Goddamn it, she did like to be looked at, especially when she was showing as much flesh as she was now. The bikini top came almost down to her nipples, and the bikini bottom was so tiny that a few strands of her pussy hair curled out over the top.

"You really didn't want me along, did you?" she asked, smiling softly at him.

Dean looked embarrassed. "Well," he said, "it's just that, well, mostly nobody but young people ever go to this lake, Aunt Laura. I figured you might not be comfortable there."

"So you think I'm old," she said, still smiling. "Of course, I am twice as old as you are. But I don't think I'm too terribly run-down. Do you think I am?"

That was definitely an invitation for Dean to give her voluptuous body an appreciative look, but he didn't. He just mumbled: "No, of course, I don't." But he didn't sound particularly enthusiastic about it. He kept driving, his gaze on the road.

Laura decided that to him she was utterly ancient and that her being his aunt probably made the situation worse. Even if he did happen to find her attractive, it wouldn't matter. He regarded aunts as strictly off-limits and their bodies were therefore not even to be admired, much less touched. But she didn't want him to regard her as off-limits, any more than Troy or Kurt had. She wanted Dean's prick in her.

The lake covered about ten square miles, and thick woods and grassy open spaces alternated along its wandering shore. The lake was irregularly shaped and had many small coves that offered relative privacy. Dean, though, took his taunt to the shore's largest stretch of open ground, which was where the most people were. Dean had been telling the truth when he'd said that nearly everybody who went to this lake was young, and by young he'd evidently meant teenaged or in their early twenties. Laura guessed that she was one of only two or three people in sight who were over thirty. That made her all the more determined to get Dean's prick in her pussy.

Dean, however, was admiring every female but her. Even before they spread their big beach towels on the grass, he had looked hungrily at every teenaged girl.

"How about a swim?" Laura said.

"No, you go ahead, Aunt Laura," her nephew replied. "I think I'll just sit here for a while."

"Oh. And admire all that good-looking young stuff, huh?" she laughed.

He gave her a shocked look, as if he couldn't believe that his very own aunt would use such a vulgar term.

She laughed again and headed for the water. When she came up out of the lake after a five-minute swim, water was dripping off her, and her soaked, white string-bikini was sticking to her richly curved flesh. The pink color of her big nipples and areolas showed through her bikini-top, and the dark color of her matted pussy hair could be seen through her bikini bottom. Every guy within fifty yards stared at her. Every guy except Dean. He glanced disinterestedly at her and went back to ogling the females hearer his own age.

She sat down on her beach towel and used it to dry most of her body off. She let the sun dry the rest of her, then rubbed suntan lotion on herself. The way Dean was acting, she didn't figure she'd be able to get him to do it. She was getting discouraged, though she hadn't given up yet.

Shortly after noon, they ate lunch. Then they lay in the sun for another hour. Dean kept looking around at virtually all the bikini-clad females except Laura, but he made no move toward any of them. She noticed, though, that the girls he stared at most were the ones with the biggest tits.

Laura went for another swim and came up out of the lake dripping water. And just as before, the pink of her nipples and the dark of her pussy hair were showing through her soaked, white bikini. Dean didn't even look at her as she strolled toward him. He was gazing at a big-titted blonde about eighteen years old. But this time Laura did not sit down. She snatched up her beach towel and stood right in front of Dean.

"I know where you can look at a pair of tits a hell of a lot bigger than that blonde's," she said, almost angrily. "Come on, get your beach towel. The babe with the really huge tits is over that way!" She nodded toward the nearest area of woods and started walking rapidly that way. She didn't look back over her shoulder at him and didn't slow down for him and for a moment thought he wasn't coming, but he caught up with her at the edge of the woods.

"Where are we going, Aunt Laura?" the boy asked.

"I told you, we're going to a place where you'll see some really huge tits. I can tell that's the kind of tits you like." She kept walking, deeper and deeper into the woods. When they were a hundred yards into the woods, she stopped, tossed down her beach towel, and grabbed his beach towel from him and threw it down.

"Look, Aunt Laura, I don't understand."

"You do like huge tits, don't you? You may as well admit it."

"All right. Yes. Of course, I like huge tits, but…"

"But you're wondering just exactly where the huge tits are out here, right? Well, they're right here. Right here on your nasty old auntie's great big chest!"

Dean gasped at her words, then gasped again as Laura quickly untied her bikini top and let it fall to the ground. As he gaped in shock at her enormous naked tits, she untied her bikini bottom and dropped it. He was still in shock when she yanked his swimming trunks down, exposing his big cock. It was halfway hard, but she could tell his prick was growing even before she fell to her knees and sucked it all the way into her hot mouth. Her tongue started slithering back and forth all over his swelling prick.

"Aunt Laura!" he gurgled. "Oohh, my God, y-you're sucking my prick!"

"I know!" she mumbled around his cock. It was about three-fourths of the way hard now and she began swinging her head backward and forward, sliding her luscious lips along on his prick while she spanked it with her tongue.

"Aaawww, Jesus, Aunt Laura, that feels great – but you're my aunt!"

"I know that, too!" she whispered, smacking her lips sensually on his prick.

"But…"

His big prick was fully hard now and his cockhead was halfway down her throat. She began sucking furiously on his prick and moaning loudly, and Dean gasped and stopped protesting. She inhaled deeply, blew a gust of burning air all over his cock, and then sucked furiously on his prick again. Her hands were on his slim ass and her great tits were pressed against his thighs, and she could feel the resistance flow out of his body. Then she felt a new tenseness – the tenseness of avid lust – flow into him.