Unknown: My Nympho Aunt

She couldn't have heard much, he thought, pushing her with his knee; he'd been fucking Aunt Beth too slowly and quietly, but there might have been micro-sounds like the sliding of flesh into wet flesh and bare skin rubbing against the sheet. Still, his sister had been right there to protect him, in case he needed it.

Eddie's cock was hard as ever when he crept out of the room by guess and by feel, making it to the door and into the hallway before he discovered that he had been holding his breath. Letting it out in a gust, he wanted to yell and jump, to shout to the world about the fantastic piece of ass he had just taken from his sleeping auntie. He wanted to strain his throat and let everybody know that he'd fucked the beautiful, cool snow princess – and that she wasn't cool at all, but burning up inside the marvelous velvet sheath of her very special pussy.

But of course, he only hurried to his own room and flopped across the bed, panting and keyed up as he had never been, even when he first fucked his sister. Putting it to that lovely older woman had been a tremendous experience, and he still couldn't believe the richness, the juicy ripeness of her adorable cunt. Those few wiggles she had made in unconscious reflex had only given him a hint of what that precious cunt could be like when it was fully aroused, and he wondered how wild Aunt Beth would get, if she was really turned on.

Linda ducked into the room and flicked on the light. «Well, how was it?»

«Terrific,» he sighed. «Oh man, was it ever. I have to fuck her some more, have to pound my cock hard into that crazy pussy, have to go down on it and feel into her snatch with my tongue. And I will, Linda – if I have to see to it that she stays smashed all the time.»

His sister came over to the bed and sat down, flinging off her robe to expose the body so much like his own, except hers had tits and a triangle patch of brown hair without a cock sticking out of the fur. She said, «I could feel the whole bed tremble when you were easing your meat into auntie's pussy. You were really wired. Did her cunt feel any different than mine – hotter, something like that?»

Eddie shook his head. «Not hotter, I guess; just so different. Aunt Beth's pussy isn't as tight as yours, either – but there's something special about it. Maybe it was because I was fucking her and she didn't know it, or maybe the reason is she's older and a grownup, and mom's sister. I guess it's all tied together somehow, but I know for sure that I'm going to screw her again and again.»

«You know,» Linda said, reaching over and curling her slim fingers around his still rigid prick, «I was turned on before, knowing you were balling her, but now I can't even sit still.»

He smiled at her, loving her more than ever. «Okay, sis; lie down here on your back, and I'll take the edge off.»

«Yeah,» she grinned back, spreading her legs beside him and holding onto his cock while he began to kiss her face, her mouth and throat.

She had to let go when Eddie slipped farther down her sleek and arching body to cup her steamy cunt in one hand, when he sucked upon her dainty nipples and caressed her heaving belly. He rolled over between her legs and Linda lifted the curly mound up at him. He tongued across her belly and into her navel, nipping the smooth skin tenderly and snugging his cheek down into the humid caress of her crotch.

Eddie adored this pussy, too, and always would. He knew it well, its shapings, how the sheath of it could fondle his stroking cock and the honeyed flavor of it. This had been his first pussy, and it was all the sweeter because it was his sister's and therefore all the more taboo. He reached his flicking tongue into her pubic hair, relishing her immediate passionate reaction.

Linda swiveled her narrow and boyish hips, and her hands came down to stroke his hair as the fragrance of arousal lifted musky and compelling from her trembling mound. «Oh Eddie,» she groaned, «eat me, darling – eat my pussy.»

He didn't wait any longer and plunged his mouth against her dewy cunt lips, driving his stretched tongue between them and into the hot flowering of her vagina. His sister squirmed and hunched against his teeth, her little cunt going wild as he caressed its luscious walls with his tongue, as he sucked upon it and pulled flavorful juices from its depths.

Eddie had her flexing ass in both hands now, eating hungrily into her heaving snatch, pulling and gnawing gently, then delving beneath the clitoral hood to tease the small button there. Linda surged her crotch to him, bucking into his mouth and murmuring endearments above his head, her slim thighs closing around his face. He continued to probe the clit, then sucked it into his mouth, turning the elastic lips of her upper labia inside out. His sister freaked out then, humping and banging, digging her fingernails into his scalp when she came, and he drank deeply of her sugared fluids.

His aunt wore a disturbed look next morning, as if she were puzzling over something, but she was clear-eyed and radiant as ever. Eddie couldn't stop staring at her, seeing that plush body rippling beneath her robe, sensing the hidden movements of rounded thighs as they kissed each other softly, trying to look through the barricade of clothing to find that ripe and juicy mound he had fucked last night.

Beneath the breakfast table, his sister pinched his thigh and he glared at her, but her grin was infectious; her eyes told him she knew exactly what he was thinking. Eddie ate quickly, anxious to get something else rolling, but with no idea how to start it.

«What would you kids like to do today?» Beth asked.

Eddie had an inspiration. «Oh, swimming would be fine – if you'll come with us.»

«Of course,» his aunt agreed. «I feel fine today, even though I had a crazy dream last night. It was – well, very different from any I ever had before.»

Linda pinched his thigh again, and he kicked her under the table, then inquired innocently, «Tell us about it.»

Beth's face reddened slightly, and her pale bronze lashes lowered. «Oh no; it was just – just a silly kind of nightmare, I guess. I'll tell you what: I'll give the cook and maid the weekend off, so we can sort of camp out and have fun.»

«Sounds interesting,» Eddie said, unable to keep a lilt of anticipation out of his voice, thinking that somehow he would work something out.

An hour later, they were in the pool waiting for auntie, sliding around in the sun-warmed water and playing grabass beneath the surface. Linda wore a string bikini, a satiny white thing that set off her tanned skin beautifully, and damned near showed all she had. Eddie had to admit that his sister was a fine looking chick, one that any guy would be proud to screw.

But when Beth came out of the pool house, his eyes were for her only. She wore an almost staid bikini, but one that exposed so much silvery skin that Eddie felt his cock pushing against his trunks under water. His aunt's bikini was velvet blue, and the half bra top tried valiantly to contain the overflow of her fine, high breasts. But they kept trying to spill out, the creamy texture of their upper halves tantalizing, their heavy nipples seemingly fretful at being held back.

Those super long, sleek legs flashing in the sun, Beth came to the edge of the pool and looked down at them. Eddie peered up at the shape of her full and pouting mound, his skin going taut as he remembered how softly it had clenched around his sliding shaft. Her thighs were beautiful, all polished and silken, tapering smoothly from the modeled curvatures of her knees up into the full luxury that was the gateway to her enchanted pussy.

She lowered herself into the pool, and Eddie bobbed under the water to stare again, closer up this time, enthralled by the look of her body as its outlines were gently blurred and softened by the refraction of light. He came up gasping to see Beth stroking cleanly the length of the pool. Then his sister grabbed him to rub her crotch teasingly up and down his leg, and he could feel the warmth of it even through the water. She said wetly into his ear, «I'll grow up like that someday – all long and beautiful and sexy; only I'll know it, and won't let it go to waste, not even for a day.»