John Kellerman - Auntie with the hots

Ignoring the fresh sap that dripped from her loins, Tanya hurried to the bed where Cal had milked himself only moments before. She put her nose down close to the glossy patch of white. The sound that came from her throat then was that of an animal as she lapped the heavy cream and rolled it around on her tongue.

"Mhhhuuuhhh," she sighed, both hands on the mattress as she bent to eat her cousin's seed. It glistened on her chin now and on the tip of her upturned nose. Suddenly she was going at it with her fingers too, scooping up the stringy stuff and sucking it from her knuckles. The sound she made did things to her that only made her want more. And the sour, flat taste in her mouth made her half crazy. She wallowed her face against the wet sheet, licking and slurping until she was, sure that she hadn't missed a speck.

Tanya hardly knew where she was as she turned to the door again. She pushed it open and started out. Lori was there before her, staring!

"Lori!"

"Jesus Christ!" Lori whispered, looking with wild eyes. The girl stepped back like she was afraid of Tanya now. She spoke again, but softer. "Jesus Christ." Then she fled. Tanya pulled herself together enough to start after her but soon stopped to lean against the wall.

"I think I'm losing my mind," she mumbled. But another part of her was very sane. Idly she touched her cheek where Cal's cum was drying. Someday, somehow she would have to experience that glorious cock of his! Just to feel it forcing between the plump, white lips of her pussy would be enough to live for. It would be enough.

Ever since she'd sneaked into her cousin's room drunk, Lori had been bombarded with all sorts of guilty thoughts. Of course what she'd done was wrong. But worse was the fear of exposure. Would Benji know it was her? He'd had a pretty good idea it wasn't Tanya. And who else would have been in the upstairs hall at that time of night? Sure, he probably knew. And the fact that she'd stayed completely out of his way since that night surely cinched it as far as Benji was concerned.

After the first rush of embarrassment, this excited her. Knowing that Benji knew. Knowing that he was thinking about her. And keeping to herself, avoiding him at all costs probably increased his tension. She had started to imagine him sneaking to her bedroom. Unless he'd decided that between the two of them he preferred the older, more experienced Tanya.

It really pissed Lori off to think of her aunt seducing someone like Benji. She was his aunt for God's sake! But there was no room for self-righteousness. Lori was the boy's first cousin. It was the damnedest mess she'd ever found herself involved in.

And then of all things she'd surprised Aunt Tanya in Cal's bedroom.

Lori still wondered if she'd hallucinated the whole thing. But she could still smell the way her father's sap had smelled on Tanya's face. Tanya hadn't even seemed human. Her eyes had been wild, her breasts rising and falling. But what was most titillating to Lori was what she'd caught her aunt actually doing! Eating a man's jizz!

It made her remember the many times she'd watched the stuff bubble up out of her boy friend's cock and wondered. Did women really suck, that stuff from a man's penis sometimes? Did they really like to swallow it or did they just do it to please. Now Ron had seen Tanya doing it with her own eyes. She imagined that Tanya had probably fucked Cal and then eaten the stuff that was left when he went to shower. Surely that was the only way it could have happened.

So now Tanya was committing adultery behind her own sister's back. Lori's own guilt swelled up to torture her again. But soon she was imagining Cal fucking the hell out of Tanya on his own bed. She had seen her father's cock once or twice and knew how abnormally large it was. Tanya was a compactly built woman. She had a fully mature ass, a soft belly, big tits. But as totally female as her blonde aunt was, could even she take Cal's prick? And that raised the question of her own mother.

Lori had a theory. She had pieced together what she imagined to be true. She guessed that Cal had fucked her mother once. Just once. It had almost killed Beth. But during that hot, animal moment she, Lori, had been conceived. Her mother had not even been able to give birth to her the normal way. This was part of the family secret that had leaked out. Yet there was something else.

Lori felt that something even further back, something more shameful was connected with Cal and Beth's relationship. Tanya knew the secret. But it had to do with a time before her own birth, Lori was sure.

Again she was thinking of Tanya's face all shiny with cum.

"So people really do eat it!" she gasped. She thought of all the times she'd watched Jim Hanson's jizz spill into that handkerchief. She'd even had a drop or two on her finger. Now she almost wished she could have one of those times back. She longed to feel what that stuff was like spurting onto her tongue.

"But that would mean sucking a guy's cock." She got up from her bed and paced the room. Outside, her father's sports car started up and he pulled out of the driveway and roared off down the street. An immediate tingle of excitement went through her. Except for Tanya, she was alone in the house with her visiting cousin. It was funny how she could almost feel his presence. Since that night in the dark she'd thought of how his body had felt. She still didn't have the guts to say anything. But as her passions grew, so did her courage.

The front door opened and Tanya went off across the lawn with a handbag. She turned at the corner and crossed the street. She looked fresh and together. She went out of sight behind a hedge finally and Lori turned from the window. Now her heart was pounding like a hammer in her chest. All she had to do was confront her cousin Benji and let it happen. Let sex happen. Lori wasn't able to hide that from herself any longer. Though she might have to have a stiff drink to get herself going.

She had put on a pair of cut-off jeans that morning and it seemed silly to dress up now. Her little halter top showed off the rounded shapes of her breasts nicely and showed too a smooth expanse of firm, young belly. She touched her navel, wondering what it would be like to have a jewel stuck in it. Then she padded barefoot downstairs. She was pouring herself a drink when Benji came in.

"Hello."

Their eyes had still not met. Lori sipped her whiskey quickly. It was way too strong but she didn't have time to let the ice cubes melt. Benji went to the hall bathroom to wash his greasy hands. She could hear him scrubbing, hear the water running. She was twenty years old, after all. She didn't have to be shy around a boy of eighteen. But she was.

He emerged from the bathroom shirtless and damp. His hair was mussed and he had a spot of grease on his nose. Ron took the towel from him and dabbed it off.

"My, you're a mess."

"It was you, wasn't it?" Benji was blushing but his eyes were boring into hers steadily. "The other night?"

Lori let her eyes flutter closed. "Yes," she admitted. "And it was nice too. I'm not ashamed at all."

"I'm not either. I mean…" He smiled. "I know you're older and everything. What I want to say, what I want to ask is…"

"Yes?" Lori replied, urging him with her eyes.

"Would you like to… do it again," she finished for him. Benji blushed more, nodding. "Oh yes, let's hurry!"

Lori finished her drink and let her cousin catch her hand. He pulled her up the stairs and she ran barefoot behind him. She'd never been so hungry for it. But she wanted it to go slow too. She wanted it to last. Benji closed his bedroom door behind her and turned. She was stripping off her halter top. He gave a soft moan when her tits bounced free.

"God, you're beautiful!"