Hank Faber - Auntie s Naughty Boys

"Want me to suck your cunt for you, Aunt Dee?" Herb asked.

In answer, the woman spread her legs wide and knelt with her ass raised, so that Herb could slide in under her, never taking his cock out of his aunt's mouth as she blew him eagerly. Herb put his face between his aunt's thighs and sniffed deeply.

Her cunt was freshly washed, but the pungent odor of a sexually aroused woman was strong.

Aunt Dee, I'm going to fuck you again, Herb thought, and this time I'm going to fuck that fat ass off you. He buried his nose in her hairy snatch, while her mouth did wonders with his swelling dick.

Herb sucked on his aunt's cunt-meat and tasted her. The cleft of her snatch was drooling love-juice filled Herb's mouth as he tongued her groove and then sucked on her tough, little clit. When he nibbled on her clit, the woman's belly and ass started to move in the gyrations of a fucking female, and knowing that he was about to slip meat to this woman brought Herb to a full hard-on once more.

Aunt Dee liked having her pussy sucked though, because she kept right on working on his stiff prick while he ate her out, even reaching up and kissing her asshole. Aunt Dee liked that because she moaned with pleasure and sucked his cock so well that Herb thought he was going to come in her mouth. He tongued her asshole, then when he felt his cum building up pressure, he pushed the woman off him, rolled her over on her back and slipped his steel-hard prick into her warm cunt.

It felt even better than the first time. Aunt Dee's cunt gave pleasure even if Herb did not move his cock. Herb had heard older boys talking about how one girl was a better lay than another, and until now he had never understood how that could be. Maybe if a girl was especially good-looking, he had figured, she would make a better lay than a homelier one. But he had always imagined that any cunt would feel the same-like his first maybe, only warmer and wetter. But Julie had shown him that a cunt was far different and far better than a fist, and Aunt Dee had turned out to be a most wonderful lay. When he started to rub against the walls of her.cunt-sheath, it felt so good, and Herb thought he would shoot his spunk, without having given his aunt the good cunt-reaming that she craved.

Rotating his ass, the way he had seen the senior patrol leader doing with Lisa up at the campground, Herb started fucking his aunt. This time, she folded her soft thighs around him, and he' could feel the tender, inner ass-cheeks caressing his balls, Jeez, what a woman! And it was a woman he was fucking, not a school girl. That was woman-ass there under him, grinding away, taking in his meat, while his chest pressed against the large, soft woman's tits.

Aunt Dee moved her majestic ass slowly and rhythmically, giving her fucker the greatest pleasure he had ever felt. This woman had sucked his cock and let him fuck her in the ass, she was his exclusively. How lucky I am to have a woman, a beautiful, desirable woman-that men in.the street go hard for-as my own to fuck and suck and be fucked and sucked by in return, Herb thought, as he rode Aunt Dee.

His prick slipped in and out of her hot, tight cunt, making his aunt moan with pleasure.

"I'm fucking you, Aunt. Dee," Herb said. "My prick is going in and out of your cunt. How do you like it?"

"I love it, Herbie," Aunt Dee moaned. "I love you fucking me." And she ground her magnificent ass under him so that he felt that he could not hold back any longer, and he wanted to fill this woman with his spunk. This was even better than screwing her in the ass. This woman, his aunt, was probably the best lay in the world, Herb thought, as he shoved his cock in and out of her gripping cunt.

"Give it to me! Give it to me!" his aunt urged Herb as he fucked her. "Love me! Oh, love me!" and she cried out as she started to get off, and her nails -dug into Herb's back, and her legs closed so tightly around him that he could not breathe. He kept right on giving her cock in swift, strong jabs, while she whimpered in the throes of another come, moving her naked hips under him, warm and womanish, until he could hold back no longer, and crying out, "Dee! Dee!" he filled his aunt's womb with spurt after spurt of hot, thick cum.

Julie, wearing a low-cut, tight dress, without panties or bra underneath, pressed the buzzer under the card reading: Abigail Murgatroyd. She nervously shifted her weight from foot to foot while she waited for the answering buzzer to sound so that she could open the entrance door of the swank apartment house and go up to see the woman who only this afternoon had been so hot for her girlish body. That had been this afternoon. At seven o'clock, when Abigail Murgatroyd's chauffeur had come for Julie, she had not bothered to answer the door. Sex with the old bulldyke had not been as appealing then as the idea of making Aunt Dee pay for spanking her on the bare bottom like a little girl, and in front of that Herbie to boot! But Julie had not been able to get Aunt Dee off, and that jerk Herbie had come bursting in and had spoiled

all that.

Abigail Murgatroyd had sounded cold and distant when Julie had phoned her at nine o'clock. But she had said that it would be all right for Julie to come up. Julie was nervous, because she did not know whether Abigail Murgatroyd remembered that she had promised her a car in exchange for her ass, cunt, and tits. The pretty, blonde teenager breathed a sigh of relief as the buzzer sounded, and she went in.

The Murgatroyd woman lived on the sixth floor, and Julie took the elevator, feeling uneasy and unhappy with herself. At the age of sixteen, she already had had sex with over a hundred persons-men and woman. But with all the sex she had had, Julie felt compelled to have even more, and with new people, and although she had no trouble getting off, she had never felt completely fulfilled after a fucking or cunt-sucking session.

Now, as she rang the doorbell of Abigail Murgatroyd's luxury apartment, Julie felt confident that she knew all there possibly was about pleasing another woman. She would get the old biddy to pop her ovaries a couple of times, and end up with a car to take her away from this place and Aunt Dee who was too prissy to let herself go. She wondered how Herbie had made out with Aunt Dee. Probably had had his little ass tanned by her again. Anyway, with a car, Julie knew that she could make out. There was a whole world out there of people dying to fuck and suck or to be fucked and sucked, and a girl who was good at both could always get herself a meal and a bed to park her ass.

Abigail Murgatroyd opened the door, and gave Julie a cool, appraising look. The brittle, black eyes were hard, and the left eyebrow arched up in the angular face. The mouth curled in a sneer beneath the slight mustache. "Well, so you decided to honor me with your presence, girl?" The harsh-faced woman glanced at her large wristwatch. "About three hours late, but I guess you'll make it up to me, eh?" The woman held the door open, and Julie went inside.

The apartment was super-deluxe, with art objects, plush decor and indirect lighting. Julie glanced over at the woman's dumpy body and felt scared. Something was not altogether right here. There were two glasses on a low coffee table. Julie decided to play innocent. She looked around the lush living room with wide eyes and gave the Murgatroyd woman a winsome smile.

The biddy seemed to mellow at that and, putting a hand on the girl's upper arm, steered her over toward a wide, low couch. "What a super-neat place you've got-uh-Abigail," Julie said.

"Don't can me Abigail," the woman said, her face hard again.

"What do you want me to call you?" the girl asked and slowly licked her full upper lip.

"Mrs. Murgatroyd," the woman said.

Julie shrugged. "Okay then, Mrs. Murgatroyd," she said and sat primly on the couch.