John Kellerman - Auntie with the hots

Cal was stretched out on his back with both legs spread wide. He seemed to be halfway between dream and wakefulness. But what glued her attention was his cock! Cal had an unbelievable erection. It was without doubt the largest cock Tanya had ever laid eyes on. She was breathless for a moment, watching the heavy shaft rise from his belly and then fall back again. The fact that Cal was uncircumcised made him seem even bigger of course. But he was big any way you looked at it.

Tanya had never been so mesmerized. She'd had a few men in her time but to imagine something like that going into her was enough to make her break out in a rash. She cupped her plump breasts unconsciously as she watched Cal moan and flop his head. Something flashed through her mind.

"Beth couldn't possibly take anything like that!" Tanya could remember their childhood games. When they'd been old enough to simulate sexual activity as all children do. Beth had often mentioned that she was different than other girls. Tanya had known what the difference was. They'd talked shyly about it one night when they'd both been in bed. Beth was too reticent to just come out and say it. But Tanya had guessed.

Then once a year or two later Tanya had accidentally come upon her raven-haired sister in the midst of masturbation. She'd watched from a hiding place while Beth had tried to put the handle of a hairbrush into her vagina. The stretching had been too painful and Beth had finally settled on her middle finger. Tanya had concluded then and there that Beth was not a normal woman.

And now as she stared at that giant cock on Cal's body, she even wondered if a normal woman could handle something like that. And her very next thought was that she sure would love to try.

"God, it's beautiful! It must weigh three pounds."

Cal rolled onto his side and then onto his back again. He was dreaming something pretty intense. His hand slipped up his thigh and he caught his rigid shaft in a tight-fisted grasp. He seemed half-awake now but kept his eyes pinched tight as if trying to keep the dream going.

Tanya found her fingers at the edge of her short skirt. She had it up quickly, groping for the lace edge of her panties. With a finger sliding along her mushy, partly swollen lips, the sensation was one of pleasure. But only half a pleasure. Looking at that giant of a man with his huge cock gripped tightly in his fingers made her bite her bottom lip to have it!

"God!" Cal barked, his muscles hardening. He was a tense statue now, flopping in the bed as he jacked his cock with sharp, almost brutal movements. Tanya felt faint. And she thought she'd seen about everything there was. But this scene unfolding before her was making the juice drip down the insides of her thighs. Her panty-crotch was soaked. Her bare feet squirmed against the nap of the rug. She pushed her face closer to the partly open door.

"He's magnificent," she breathed, sliding her middle finger into her pussy as far as she could reach. But it wasn't quite the same. Not by half a foot and two pounds worth. Cal gave a strange growl and had a kind of convulsion there atop the mattress. He kicked his legs out straight and the muscles in his thighs went hard as granite. His biceps were bulging out in bold relief as he pumped the shaft of his cock. Tanya could see his foreskin closing over the darkened glans, and then sliding slickly back to expose the glossiness again.

Cal gave a shuddering moan and hot seed spit into the air. The stuff frothed furiously around the tiny orifice at his cocktip. It dripped down his fingers and jumped even higher into the air and splatted down on his belly and thighs. There were even a few flecks on his face but Cal didn't seem to notice them. And then Tanya heard the word on his lips.

"Tanya," he sighed, fist still milking the scalding curds of semen from his balls. Tanya fled back down the hall, barely able to keep her balance. She leaned against the kitchen door, panting, filled with raw lust. Out in the garage she could hear Benji tinkering with his motorcycle. Her head was spinning. Was Lori up and around? Would it take very long for her to find release there in the garage? Then she couldn't think anything anymore. She opened the door which led to the garage and stumbled through. Benji looked up from his work with obvious surprise. He wiped his greasy hands on his overalls and tilted his head as if to ask the question.

"Fuck me," she gasped, falling onto her knees. She pulled her skirt up and began to wiggle her ass around wildly. "Hurry dammit! Before someone comes and finds us here!"

"Goddamn!" Benji said, wiping his hands again, looking down at her white thighs and the wet, dark place at the crotch of her panties.

"Just pull them aside." Tanya ordered. "Hurry."

She could hear him unzipping his coveralls and pulling them down and off. Then he was hovering over her from behind like a dog. She held the lace crotchband to one side as he pressed, the head of his cock up against her slit. She gave a cry and pumped her hips violently. His glans slid in easily. She was so greased up from watching Cal that the glossy lubrication was smeared everywhere by now.

"Tanya, ohhh wow this is far out!"

"Ohhhhh, push it in quick! Hurt me a little!" She was thinking of Cal's big cock. Her brother-in-law. Her cousin. Her sister's husband. And now she was rutting on the cold cement floor of the garage with her nephew. She let the wickedness excite her the more.

"It's tight this way!"

"I know! I want it like that!" She tried to imagine Cal's cock stretching her, hurting her. She made the angle of her hips bend against the stiff penetration of her nephew's prick. But it still wasn't like Cal would feel in there.

"Harder, can't you?" She bit her lip and ground her curvy, plump ass around like she was trying to break Benji's cock right off. He grunted and clung to her back as he dog-fucked her with increasing excitement. Their sighs echoed in the garage. She could hear the suck of their parts too and it helped. Helped take her up to that sharp-edged glint of pleasure when she knew that she could come anytime she wanted.

"Tanya," Benji growled, "it's hard for me to hold it. It's so hot and tight this way. Ohhh Tanya, Tanya, Tanya!" He kissed her back where the dress had come undone.

"Go on! Shoot it in me!"

Her knees hurt on the concrete floor. Her breasts longed for affection, for a man's hungry mouth. But the tightness between her cunt lips made up for all that. With Benji plunging away at her from behind it made him feel twice as big. And now she was coming! The tickling glory burning up and down her legs as she felt the spasm begin.

"Uhhhhhh. Benji! God!"

He grasped her wide hips and fucked like a mad dog. His shaft was so constricted by her opening that she could actually feel the bulge of his tube as the cum shot up and exploded inside her pussy. The boy shuddered and slobbered passionate kisses against the back of her dress. She let out a girlish squeal and wriggled her bottom like some small animal had sunk its teeth into her. Her muscles wrung out the hot sap, sucked it from her nephew's body. He held himself as deep as he could, gasps of pleasure coming from him with every breath he took.

Tanya stumbled up, her nephew's cock popped from her pussy and leaked a string of jizz down one of her calves. Benji reached after her but she was leaning against the wall now, panting like a sprinter. She looked at him with heavy, passion sated eyes for a moment and then fled back into the kitchen. Something drew her down the hall again. She could feel her nephew's slick curds oozing through the nylon of her panties. The stuff dried cool on her thigh. She peeked into the crack of Cal's bedroom door again.

The shower was going and she could hear him singing and splashing around. There on the unmade bed was the puddle she knew she'd find. And Cal was closed safely inside the bathroom. He would never know.