John Kellerman - Auntie with the hots

"You sure he won't come down here?"

Beth took his face between her hands. "He won't come down." She kissed him softly. He didn't know how to use his tongue or lips at all. She kissed him again, teaching him. He got the idea quickly and let her suck his tongue between her teeth. The bag of his jockstrap swelled suddenly. Using both hands, Beth massaged it, urged it harder. The boy groaned softly and opened his thighs some. He liked that! She squeezed the pouch more, feeling the shape of his prick more clearly now. His balls squirted around in their slick sack when she closed her palms on them.

"I'm going to take this off now," she whispered, "if that's okay with you."

"Yes ma am."

"And stop calling me ma'am."

"Yes ma am." He tried to laugh. "I mean I will stop." He blinked rapidly. He looked as if he'd just gotten off a ride that had made him dizzy. Beth stretched the waist band out and down and looked at the white shape that straightened and extended itself Ron let her slip the jockstrap off. Now he was sitting there behind the wheel naked as a jaybird. The line of his tan stopped low on his belly. His groin and prick were white and delicate-looking. He was quite a bit smaller than Phil Barnaby. She pulled his foreskin back and saw that the bluish head was not more than half as big as Phil's had been. Then she bent slowly and placed her lips against the smooth shape. Cal had given her plenty of practice at this. But she'd grown to hate it with him. Now she loved it all over again.

"Ohhh, you're so beautiful," she breathed, tonguing him softly. The boy was holding his breath. Then she saw that he had a death grip on the steering wheel. His knuckles were white and he was trembling.

"Maybe I'd better not do too much of this," she said, reaching behind to undo her dress. She snaked it up over her head and allowed Ron to gaze at her bare breasts and smooth, white tummy. She threw a long leg over the back of the seat and motioned him with her head.

"There's more room in the back seat." Ron almost broke a leg following her over. She put his tennis racket on the floor and lay on her back with her thighs parted slightly. She didn't have time for much fooling around. She wanted what she'd almost had in the doctor's office. She wanted a hot, hard male cock pushed as deep as it would go into her body. She wanted that now!

"Gosh, you sure are pretty." It looked as if the boy was searching for something to call her.

"Mary is my name," Beth said.

"God Mary, I don't think I'm very good at this."

"You'll be fine." She took his cock in her fingertips and pulled him down. He bent forward on his knees. She lifted a breast to him and he began to kiss it.

"You can do it harder and it won't hurt me." The boy nuzzled the nipple, a little uncertain as to how to make love to a long tall woman in the back seat of her Cadillac. "Bite my tit a little mmmmmuhhh, yesssss!"

She had his cock and was pressing it against her open pussy now. The boy made a sound of surprise as he eased forward. The head slipped down her crevice. She knew how hot it must feel to him. How slick. She humped her back down into the leather seat so that her opening would line up with the angle of his cock. Then Beth prayed that it would go in easily. It did. The head seemed to open her muscles out without effort. And she seemed more relaxed now, as if the few moments with Phil had been a warm-up. She cupped her palms against the firm, young ass. Ron made a sound in his throat. He was really getting into chewing her nipple now. She told him with her movements that she liked what he was doing.

"Does it feel good to you too?" she whispered, throwing her thighs wider. The movement seemed to relax her. The dappled shade coming through the back window relaxed her too.

"Yes! God yes!"

"Tell me what it feels like?" she begged.

"Warm. No, it's hot! And so smooth. I didn't know a girl was like that inside." He growled and pushed his ass forward. There was a silky sound as his shaft pushed into her pussy. So easy! Beth wanted to laugh with joy. It was so damned easy now! She hugged Ron's tan back and kissed his salty neck.

"Ohhhh you're so wonderful. You're fantastic."

"I am?"

"Yes! You're the best I've ever had."

"Christ," he mumbled, not knowing how to respond to her adoration.

"It's getting really deep now!"

"Yeah. Really deep. Ohhhh, Jesus, I can't believe how nice it feels."

"Ohhh Ron, kiss me!" She tilted her chin up, opened her mouth. He met her lips and they sighed into each others' kiss. She stroked his back, tickled his sides with her nails. Then she was feeling his ass again, marveling at the way it moved as the young boy plunged in and out of her hole. She could clearly feel the sides of his shaft pushing through the ring of muscles that had kept most of Phil Barnaby out of her body. She was going to get all of this one though. She stretched her knees so far apart that a joint in her pelvis popped. Ron seemed spurred on by this surrender. He grasped her hips awkwardly and fucked energetically. His ass jerked forward burying his slender cock to the hilt. Beth gave a cry of pleasure and rocked her hips. Deep, deep inside her the velvet surfaces stroked his swollen glans.

"Stay deep like that," she babbled. "It rubs my clit."

"Clit?"

"My clitoris. Oh you darling!" She took his finger and guided it down to where her slit began. "That little bump. Feel it? Ohhhh yessss, you feel it now don't you?"

"Wow!"

"Not too hard Ronny!" She bit at his shoulder. He was deep, plunging in and out. She could feel everything! She could feel that tumid barb of his cockhead pushing in – stabbing and fucking her!

"Uh… ohhhhh Mary! Ohhhh shit, it's starting to feel so weird." She tensed, dug her heels hard into his ass.

"Don't come yet! Ohhh don't do it yet!" She began to work her slim hips with a feverish obsession. Almost immediately her clit was pulsing with the familiar tickle she knew. But it was better this time. Better than when her doctor had done it.

"I'm gonna do it! Ohhhh shit, I can't stop!"

Ron was really on his way now.

"Then do it, darling! Just do it!" She tossed her slender body around under him. She was surprised at her strength, at her vitality. She had lost her breath now as the tickle turned to a maddening, smothering ecstasy. She ground her pubes upwards against him.

"Yuuuhhhh!" Ron jerked. A shudder ran through him but he kept fucking. Fucking hard. The slap of his thighs against hers, the ramming penetration of his slender cock took her up into a swirl of light and fleshy sensations. Her breasts tickled. Her skin crawled with pleasure. They kissed. Then her clit seemed to explode. A second passed and it exploded again only more turbulently. The little nubbin felt blistered. She had her thighs thrown wide again as she see-sawed her ass so she could rub every little fold and hollow upwards against the frenzied fucking movements of the young boy. She felt her lungs fill with air and then she was screaming, kicking the roof of the Cadillac with both feet.

"Whhhuuuhhh!" Ron cried out, almost pulling the two of them off the seat.

"Nhhhhuuuh… ohhhh, darling baby!" Something tore and Beth saw that she'd put a heel through the Cadillac's headliner. The slick sucking slide of Ron's cock was like music to her. She crushed him to her, crying now, happy.

"Ohhh Mary, I never felt anything like that."

"God, me neither," Beth sighed. The hot cream was leaking out of her crevice now. She put a hand down to scoop some up and smell it. She wondered in the deep warmth of her lust whether she should be afraid of getting pregnant or not. She couldn't even remember when her last period had been. The passion of the moment had wiped out her memory. And what really did matter but hot, raw sex at a time like this?