Unknown: My Nympho Aunt

Later that evening, they did other things. Eddie got to screw the volatile Isobel in the ass, while she went down on Linda and took her husband's rod up her pussy. Beth was moving from one to the other, helping them and sharing with them, using her mouth and fingers and giving away the treasure of her perfect-cunt. They worked back and forth until they were all tired, slept awhile, ate and drank, and were back at it again until nearly morning.

It was more tender for all of them, once the first hungry lusts were gratified, and Clayton stayed with them for days, until the press of business called him away. Isobel went with her husband, happy as a bride, and Eddie knew that his auntie would never be truly alone again, that Beth would always have those two for love.

Before he and Linda had to leave, they shared a last, lingering fuck with their Aunt Beth, bringing the woman to so many orgasms that she turned weak.

She drove them to the airport, and tried not to cry as they boarded the jet, but Eddie knew they would see her again, and soon.

On the plane, he and his sister went over their plans for making it with their parents. It all looked very good. She kept goosing him on the ride home from the airport, and kidding him about how he probably wouldn't come out of the bedroom for about a week when he finally got into their mom's snatch. He had to keep warning her to keep her voice down, because the cabbie might hear and think he had a couple of real fruitcakes in his car.

And when his mother kissed him at the door, holding him close against her full tits so that he could feel the warm outline of her body – it wasn't ten minutes out of the taxi that Eddie got a hard-on.