Ron Taylor: Naughty aunt Susan

She twisted and bucked so wildly I thought she might break off his cock at the root, and he pulled his way free, still gleaming hard, his face red with excitement. Lee stared at me, I stared at him. He came towards me on his knees, his eyes fixed on the fist I had stuffed up my cunt, and I pulled it out as fast as I dared, almost feeling the elastic of my cunt snap back into place.

Lee touched my thighs and before I knew it, he had replaced one large foreign object with another large foreign object. Neither of us bothered to wonder if Aunt Susan might be offended by his fucking me. If she were offended by that, maybe she didn't deserve to have him. But it was the spirit of the moment, you know? Neither of us could have stopped once his dick grazed my copper curls of pussy fluff, and when I opened to take his cock into my hungry cunt, I knew that it was as right as anything could be.

Lee penetrated me savagely, giving me all his big dick on the first plunge, and I raised my knees to offer him still more of my cunt. He had a sixth sense. He was gentle with Aunt Susan when he sensed that she needed gentleness, but with me it was more like a gang rape. There seemed to be three of him socking it to me, and I loved every one of them. Lee was no longer a gentleman, and I've never been a lady in the prim, tea-drinking sense. He fucked me like the starving animal I was, and he fucked me deliciously. I screamed to take his stabs and I clawed his back with my fingers as he leaned in to sip a kiss from my lips.

The next thing I knew Aunt Susan was with us. Her cunt dripped viscous jizz as she knee-walked to where I lay with her man, and I grabbed for that inviting target. My thumb stabbed into her tight hole, a little relaxed now that she had been fucked and licked royally, and she began to hunch up and down on my hand. Lee raised his head and Susan's lips met his. They kissed lovingly, and both of them stroked my body. In another second they were both kissing me, too, while Lee kept on balling me and I continued to diddle Aunt Susan with my thumb. I felt loved and wanted, as if I were indeed drowning in love, and the eagerness for a gigantic release was a gnawing hunger inside me.

"Give it to me harder and faster, you bastard," I told Lee affectionately. "I want to feel that big tool of yours in my throat!"

He tried to respond, damned if he didn't! I swear to my Lord I could almost feel the head of his rod tapping me on the heart as my ass lifted and his thrusts became absolutely demonic.

I couldn't retain my desires a second longer. I lunged up to him and tried to swallow him balls and all with my churning, rippling pussy. Lee obliged me, stuffing me full and overflowing, and I felt the most soul-stirring sensations as his dick explored my snatch.

I came in torrents, my cunt liquid with juices and the melting release of orgasm. Lee kept on fucking me – he was at his best now, obviously. The two orgasms he'd already had took care of the immediate needs of his body. I was willing to bet he could keep that boner of his for the rest of the night and into tomorrow morning if necessary.

"Take it out," I panted sadly when the contortions of my pussy increased to such a degree that I couldn't bear to have his cock inside me. As his cock popped out, I jabbed Aunt Susan harder, making her scream in ecstasy, and then I just lay writhing on the bed, watching as Lee mounted my aunt from the rear. She raised her butt so he could get into her, and she sighed to feel her first doggy-style fuck. Both of them were handling her cunt as he screwed her, and I wondered if they even knew whose fingers were tweaking her clitoris.

By then I'd drifted from one big come into another, not quite so big but very intense during its short life. It faded and still another bit me, again a bit smaller but quite enjoyable, and there were others waiting on the sidelines. I helped them with the tickling of fingers on my pussy-mound, and then all I could do was lie there, twitching, drooling on the sheets, my body shaking from my own gyrations and from the gung-ho fuck Aunt Susan and Lee were into not far away.

So it had worked, I thought distantly, as if I were somewhere else watching them and me. So it had worked indeed.

Worked? Of course it had worked. And it worked better the next Friday evening, when David and Belinda motored out from town far dinner and drinks. They didn't go home until Sunday evening, and the only reason was that David had work at the office first thing Monday.

Aunt Susan opened up in a big way. And why not? She'd sublimated her natural urges for such a long time. Remember, until that night only one man had ever fucked her, and it was such a traumatic experience that she withdrew into a shell of cold granite. But there were needs and desires inside her, just as there are in all of us, and when those needs and desires found their head she could no more control them than she could request the sun to rise an hour early for her convenience.

I'll never forget the beaming look on her face the lint time she felt the indescribably erotic sensation of being fucked in the cunt by David Rodgers and in the mouth by Lee Kinloch at the same time. Her face was a study in arousal and lustful beauty, and Belinda and I were so excited by it that we threw ourselves upon each other for a 69 that should be in the Guinness Book of World Records.

And so that weekend passed. Aunt Susan tried everything, and she found that she loved it all. Sex was no longer a sadistic torture in her mind – it was the epitome of what life was all about, and she drank it up like a desert wanderer who's found an oasis after waterless weeks. I wondered if she might be a nymphomaniac, but of course she wasn't. She just had a lot of catching up to do.

I got a few cards and letters from Mama and Daddy while they were traveling in Europe, and a couple of long-distance calls, too, and it seemed almost no time at all before my month was up and they'd returned home and I had tb go join them. School was about to begin, too, and the ivied halls were waiting for me to reappear, but I went with a sorried mind.

I was saying good-bye to the most exciting summer of my life. To David and Belinda, whom I loved like brother and sister, and who felt the same about me. To Aunt Susan, as well, and to Lee, who had moved in with her exactly one week after their first night together. They were planning on a winter wedding, if both still agreed by that time, and I was promised the position of maid of honor. Also, I could fuck the bridegroom as many times as I wanted the night before – not to mention the bride, whose cunt was open to me whenever I felt the urge.

It had been a significant summer for me in many ways. Lilly's invitation, for one thing. I had really been on the verge of declaring for lesbianism. In retrospect I couldn't believe it, and I wasn't sure I could explain it to her when I saw her again.

I'd been dissatisfied with my sex life, sure, but dropping guys and going exclusively with girls wasn't the answer. My trouble was that I fucked too many guys for the pure sport of it. From now on I was going to ball only the people I liked. Maybe I wouldn't have as many scalps on my belt, but I was damned sure I'd be having a lot more fun. Sex is dynamite when you do it with someone who means something to you. Otherwise it's just exercise for the organs. Enjoyable, but not an emotional experience at all.

I have a lot of plans, and I had one that should be dynamite. If I gave up my study hall and free period this semester and took two extra classes, I could be finished with high school by Christmas break. Lilly could do it, too. And our grades were good. Why couldn't we enroll as midwinter students at Ohio U.? We could live with Aunt Susan, who had plenty of room and plenty of love to hand around. And if Lee and Aunt Sue and I couldn't make Lilly see the joy of what we had together, well it was just Lilly's hard luck.