Unknown - My Nympho Aunt

Deftly, Linda slipped beneath the man, spreading her slim legs and tugging at his prick with one anxious hand. Clayton still appeared to be stunned, as if he were caught up in a dream that he couldn't even try to control. But the writhing, heaving body of the delectable young girl beneath his own was overpowering, and he didn't struggle as Linda guided his smeared cockhead down into the hot, rubbery lips of her nubile pussy.

«Fuck me, fuck me,» she panted, lurching up with her eager pelvis to force the man's knob into her tight young snatch. «Stick this hard prick to me just like you stuck it to Auntie Beth. Ah yes, lover – there it goes, right into my hot cunt. Oh, oh – shove it all the way, man – push it up into me right to your balls, because I can take it.»

Silently, Clayton jammed his cock home, gasping as he felt the narrowness, the blazing contraction of the girlish pussy close around his strange rod. She bucked against him, wheeling her trim ass and gyrating her crotch as his prick began to stroke inside her lithe body. Eddie thought that the guy was hypnotized by his sister, that he had never experienced a girl so young coming on so strong, and that now he wouldn't take his cock out of that clenching vagina even if all hell broke loose around him.

Beth nuzzled into his cheek on one side, and Isobel breathed into his ear on the other. «Now we've got him,» Beth whispered. «If any man was ever trapped by a couple of juicy cunts, Clayton is.»

«Good,» Isobel hissed, «because after he comes in her, we're all going out and surprise him some more. It's going to be a long, lovely night.»

The man's well-used prick was lying limply across one thigh and he was flat on his back upon the couch when they entered the room – Eddie and Beth and Isobel. Grinning impishly, Linda was balanced upon a barstool, her lovely young legs crossed and a glow of satisfaction upon her saucy face, having accomplished her purpose in record time.

Clayton's eyes were closed, and he was in another world, since he had fucked two beautiful people within a matter of a few hectic minutes, one of them a mature and elegant woman, his wife's best friend; the other a hoydenish, wanton little girl. He had a right to be pooped, Eddie thought.

They gathered silently around him, then Eddie and his auntie backed off to give Isobel some room to operate. She sat down upon the couch, her naked hip brushing that of her husband. For some seconds, Clayton didn't open his eyes, but one hand curled around Isobel's lean, bare thigh, caressing it lightly and obviously thinking it belonged to Linda. Eddie wondered what the guy was thinking, but knew it didn't really matter.

Isobel said softly, «Clayton,» and her husband's eyes popped open wide in recognition, in utter shock as he saw his own wife beside him.

«W-what – how did you recover so quickly? Now look, Isobel – don't get excited-«

«Oh, but I am excited,» she purred, placing a hand upon his shrunken cock. «I've been excited ever since I saw you fucking Beth, and watching you put it to that darling little girl was icing on the cake.»

Stiffly, Clayton said, «I don't understand. You watched us?»

His wife nodded. «And you surprised me, darling. I never thought you could be so horny. Don't get upset, we planned it, you know. Aren't you flattered to think that three women – and a beautiful boy – would plot to seduce you?»

For the first time, he seemed to notice that his wife was nude, and he said, «I don't know what the hell to think. You're naked, and Linda – migod! There's Beth and the kid, too!»

«Come on over to the bar and have a couple of drinks,» she suggested. «You need strengthening, darling, because the night is young and so are we – younger than ever we imagined.»

Clayton allowed himself to be led to the bar, his face going red because he wasn't used to moving bare-assed through a room full of equally naked people, and Eddie could almost see the guy's mind racing, trying to figure out what was going on, why his wife had given her consent for two other chicks to screw him, and openly.

Beth poured a double for Clayton and said, «It's simple, really. We needed another man, so all the strain wouldn't be on Eddie, although he's been handling it very well. And I have always been drawn to you, Clayton – though I was too stupid to admit it before. Since Eddie and his sister turned me on, I've developed a new outlook. Your lovely wife had, also; now Isobel realizes there's no need to sneak around for sex

– for either of you, and I'm certain her feelings for you have been reawakened.»

The man downed his drink and held out the glass for refilling. «It sounds like the script for an X-rated movie. But you're all too real.»

«Take your time and catch your breath,» Isobel said. «But meanwhile, I'll show you what we mean, because Eddie and I waited all through your performances, and now we're exceptionally hot to trot, as the saying goes. Or haven't you noticed how hard his prick is?»

Clayton simply gulped more whiskey, then turned his head to watch his wife lead Eddie over to the couch. Isobel said over one thin shoulder, «You really can't work up a legitimate jealousy, darling; not after screwing two women in a row, while I was supposed to be passed out upstairs. So just sit down and watch how sensual I can be, with this fantastically horny young boy.»

She lay down on the couch and spread her long, tapering legs. Eddie could see the heavy dew already gathered in the black, curly hairs of her married pussy as he stood looking down upon her supine body. Isobel's dark nipples were gorged and standing erect stiffly, her rose and olive belly rolling suggestively as she felt with one hand for his prick. But she didn't take her eyes off her staring husband as she said, «Can you see it all clearly, Clayton? I don't want you to miss anything.»

Eddie glanced at the man and saw him braced between Beth and Linda, sitting tensely upon a stool between the two naked women. Wordlessly, Clayton nodded an answer to his wife's question, and she tugged upon Eddie's prick, drawing him down to her waiting body. It was groovy to be climbing into the opened vee of her slender legs while her old man was watching, Eddie thought, and he made a slow, sensuous project of running his hands all over Isobel's arching frame.

Cupping her tits, he drew his fingers tenderly down the tremulous length of her body, lingering along the slim thighs and finally delving between them to caress the marvelous softness of Isobel's pubic mound, fingering lightly there and knowing that the woman's husband was watching every movement. Eddie really dug that, and he glanced often at Clayton Zachary to see how it was registering. He saw Linda patting the guy's knee, saw Beth's generous breast nudging Clayton's upper arm, and he thought the man's pecker was beginning to lengthen a bit.

«Come on, Eddie,» Isobel panted, «I need to be fucked, baby. Steer that beautiful young prick up into my aching pussy; feed me your meat, darling.»

Eddie cheerfully obeyed, crouching between her legs to guide his swollen cockhead down into her steaming vulva, feeling the tickle of her damp hair and the rising heat that escaped from Isobel's cunt lips. That pussy was always heavily oiled, he thought, and pushed the tip of his glans into the slippery labia, poising it there to be certain that the woman's husband saw it clearly. Then he shoved up and in, forcing the flanged head into the juicy pussy lips, sliding the rest of his stiff prick slowly inside the flowing vagina.

Isobel squirmed torridly upon his shaft as it burrowed deeply into the narrow, clinging length of her greased satin pussy, and called out to her staring husband: «Oohh, that's good! See how he's got it shoved home to the balls inside my cunt, Clayton. It feels marvelous, so hard and eager as it probes around in me. Eddie just loves my pussy, and he fucks me so well – ahh, so good – so fabulous.»