Ray Strong - The naughty niece

"Well then," Lorelei said, smiling, "I guess it's up to me to make a man of you. And don't worry about me. I take the Pill, too."

"God, but you have a nice pair of tits," he told her, looking at the way they shimmied under the band of bikini top.

He sipped his drink, then put it down and walked over to her. She stood there, letting his inexperienced hands wander over the two fleshy mountains, squeezing her nipples through the cloth. Eventually he stayed with the right nipple, squeezing and kneading it, feeling it swell beneath the pressure of his fingertips.

Lorelei felt herself responding instantly and realized it wouldn't take much to make a master cocksman out of this one. Her tits always immediately responded to touching. In fact, there were times when a man's eyes resting on them would make them grow. Now, as Marty's fingers began to amateurishly diddle the solid point of her full jug, warmth began flooding through her veins. He could see the joy in her eyes and understood he was doing the right thing. She also set her drink down, then straightened up, turned her face to his, and their mouths came together like a pair of clashing cymbals. Her lips were already widely parted as her tongue began licking his lips, teasing them apart, and then she tasted the slitheriness of his tongue. Her body pressed itself to his, and her cunt mound was grinding against his already swollen cock. What a shame. She would have loved to feel his rod slowly grow. Her hips rotated and she could feel the cock twitching.

"Oh, Jesus!" was all Marty could say as he reached behind her and undid the strings holding up her bikini top. His eyes flashed with glowing excitement as he saw her huge tits suddenly bounce free of the confining cloth. They were huge, with hard, thick points already fully enlarged, ready and waiting for him to chew on them.

"Let's do this right," Lorelei suggested. "Hey, I'm covered with sand, and you have a crust of salt water all over you. Let's take a shower together."

They walked into the bedroom he was using and stripped off the rest of their bathing suits. Marty began gasping, staring at the full beauty of her firm boobs, so much fuller than the smaller tits of other girls he'd known. The sight of her fully swollen nipples made static buzz through his balls, and he wondered if he would shoot prematurely.

Lorelei looked at his long, hard, thick cock. For such a young boy he was heavily hung. His rampant rod was about seven inches long. It had a nice thickness to it, too. Oh, she was going to love having that prick inside her cunt.

"Come on," she said, a wide smile creasing her lovely face.

Had he been an experienced man, she'd have teased him a bit, increasing his yearning, but this was one boy who was more than excited. She walked into the bathroom with him and waited while he adjusted the water temperature of the shower.

When the water was just right, they stepped into the stall, shutting the door behind them. Once again he began fingering her nipples, eager to suck them. But she forestalled him, saying, "Let's get clean first. Soap me all over."

She turned to face away from the needle spray of the shower, letting him take the bar of soap and rub it up and down her back and ass. But the more he touched her, the more his prick throbbed, dying to plant itself somewhere inside her. When he got to her firm ass, he soaped strongly, trying to press his cock into the hot crevice between her full asscheeks. His hands pushed her buns together until the pressure on his cock drove him insane, and he almost popped his wad against her tight asshole.

"Easy," she warned. "We want this to be good for the both of us. Take your time."

His trembling prick reluctantly withdrew from the vale between her asscheeks as his hands continued soaping her body, now reaching between her legs and caressing her cock-hungry cunt. He even managed to slide a middle finger into the aching depths of her steaming snatch, literally lathering it as she shuddered in response.

Finally he turned her to face him and began soaping her in front, starting at her dark muff and working up. His eyes remained locked on her soap-covered beaver, but she insisted he finish soaping her entire body.

His hands roamed all over her flat stomach, stopping only to probe into her navel for an instant, after which he moved the soap higher until he got to her tits again. He rubbed the swollen nipples briskly, making her look down past where he was touching her to the red-tipped, twitching prong pressing against her thighs. Her tongue came out and licked her lips, hungrily aware of how much she wanted that hot, hard cock buried in her cunt. She loved to watch the way his thick red knob swelled and receded in continuous pulsations.

He began applying heavier pressure as he soaped her tits now. His fingers squeezed her nipples almost unmercifully, making her breathe all the more heavily, feeling them compress like oversized raisins at his touch, only to spring back again. He continued using the soap the entire time, and soon her boobs were completely covered with white froth, little drops of soap and water falling from her nipples.

His hands moved back down the way they'd come, feeling the flatness of her stomach, and now the pressure in his nuts was becoming excruciating. He squatted, his face close to her bush of dark hair, his eyes following the way the hair curved downward, coming to an abrupt end at the top of her creaming split.

She shuddered and sighed heavily, leaning back and feeling her shoulder blades press against the hard, cold tiles. She was gazing between her tits at where his face was inches from her humid cunt. In order to keep his balance, he had to keep his thighs wide apart, and she was able to see his solid meat as it stuck out. Beneath it, his heavy scrotum dangled like an old-fashioned sling filled with two stones. His fingers were pressing her thighs, gently teasing her tender cuntlips, and she was glad he was using a mild soap.

With her head back against the wall, she shut her eyes, allowing his fingertips to send waves of lightning shooting through her cunt. She stood there, taking as much as she was able, chewing on her lower lip and almost biting her tongue. Then she parted her thighs even wider, reached down and gripped his hair to keep herself from slipping and falling. Thunderbolts seemed to course through her body as his fingers pushed into her blistering hole. It was too much. She shoved at his head and he went falling back. His hand came away from her frothing gash. He used it, along with his other hand, to break his fall, and he simply lay there on the stall shower floor, looking up at her, admiring the way her body loomed over him in all its wonderful curviness. Her eyes were smiling as she stared down at him, and at that moment, her face, which had seemed sexy but plain, now took on ax erotic radiance. He could see by the rise and fall of her heavy tits that she was panting.

She was unable to contain herself any longer. The sight of his marvelous cock was becoming too much. She needed something to fill her hole.

With handfuls of water she washed the soap away from her gash, and when it was completely rinsed, she said, "It's time for your first lesson. Glue your lips to that crack and let your tongue slide around inside."

"Huh?" he asked, staring up at her.

"You heard me," she said in a voice barely audible above the sound of the shower. "Kiss my aunt."

He stared at her twat, his eyes wide with anticipation. The wide-open gash looked even more tantalizing with water beating against it. A trail of water dribbled from her pussy hair in a dripping stream down along the inside of one thigh. The whiteness of the outer twatlips contrasted strongly with the pinkness within, luring him closer as he moved until he was on his knees.

Lorelei sighed in anticipation, eager to feel his youthful mouth press itself against her anxious aunt. She spread her thighs as wide as she could, making her sweet pussy more available to his lips.