Hank Faber - Auntie s Naughty Boys

"Well, well, well," Mrs. Murgatroyd said and put her hand on Julie's thigh.

"Oooh, Mrs. Murgatroyd," Julie cooed and kept her legs pressed together tightly.

The woman leaned over and kissed the teenage girl on the mouth. Julie struggled in her strong arms.

"Oooh, Mrs. Murgatroyd," she said, "you shouldn't. It makes me feel all tingly inside-in my tummy."

The woman kissed the girl again and put a hand on her left tit. Julie made a pretense of trying to push her hand away, but then gave up and let the biddy feel her up until the woman was breathing hard. When she saw that the woman's face was flushed with lust, Julie freed herself from the stifling embrace.

"When can I have my car?" she asked and smiled sweetly.

Mrs. Murgatroyd, her eyes gleaming with desire for the girl, stiffened. "Why you little bitch!" she spat out between clenched teeth. "So you want a car do you?"

"You promised," Julie said in a little-girl manner.

"And you promised to be here shortly after seven," Mrs. Murgatroyd said. "I don't like to be kept waiting. I don't like to be disappointed."

"I'm sorry," Julie said and pouted. "I'll try and make it up to you, Mrs. Murgatroyd." "You're damned right you will," the woman said, "if you really want that car, that is." "Ooh, I do, Mrs. Murgatroyd, I really do," Julie said.

Mrs. Murgatroyd reached for a wall switch and flicked on a bright spotlight on the ceiling across the room from the couch. "Get over there and stand under that light," she told the girl. She herself put a light, straight-backed chair just outside of the periphery of the spotlight and sat down. Julie obediently stood in the bright light and gave Mrs. Murgatroyd an engaging smile.

"All right, let's see your cunt," the woman said.

Julie had not expected her to be this crass, and a slight frown appeared between her eyes.

"Don't you frown at me, you little bitch," the woman said. "Pull up your dress, turn your back to me, bend over, and spread your ass. And be quick about it!"

The blonde sixteen-year-old girl raised her dress, showing that she wasn't wearing any pants. Her dark-blonde bush pouted out at the woman.

Mrs. Murgatroyd snapped her fingers and made a turning motion with the index finger of her right hand. The teenage girl turned her back, showing the woman a softly rounded, pale ass above suntanned thighs. Then she bent forward. The woman studied the girl's naked bottom, noting the golden down that grew up high on her thighs, becoming slightly denser near the asshole.

"Stick it out," Mrs. Murgatroyd ordered, "way out."

The sixteen-year-old girl arched her back so that her naked ass cracked open, revealing the shadowy crevice and the cunt, pouched like a ripe and hairy fruit, split open and exposing some of the reddish meat.

"Spread your legs wide," the woman ordered the teenage girl, "and pull your cheeks apart."

Julie spread herself wide open until her inner cunt lips opened like dark-pink, fleshy petals.

The woman's brittle, black eyes glittered, and sweat beaded under the fine hairs of her mustache. She leaned forward and sniffed the girl's cunt.

"Humph, at least you're clean," she said, raised her nose a few inches and smelled the teenaged girl's ass hole. "All rinsed out, perfumed and powdered, I see," the woman said. "I bet you're not the coy little neophyte you pretend to be. Well, we'll soon see. Stay just like that," she admonished the girl who had let her ass-cheeks snap back together. "Keep showing your wares. Oh Alice!" the woman yodeled, "come see what we have here!!

Julie, bending over, her ass-cheeks spread wide, wondered who Alice could be. She peeked back over her shoulder as a door opened and a gaunt red-headed woman with violent makeup sailed into the room.

"Ahh, dee-licious!" the newcomer exclaimed, her eyes on the pretty, blonde teenage girl's exposed cunt and asshole. "Nice, fresh, young meat, I see, Murgatroyd." The red-head, whose hair stood out around her narrow, peaked face in a wild halo, took a large, round magnifying glass off a shelf and went up to the stooping, spread-open high-school girl. She leaned forward, and with the magnifying glass examined the pretty, young blonde's pouting cunt "Beautiful," she raved. "Such delicate texture, but not wet enough yet, Murgatroyd." She stuck a bony finger into the girl's open quim, reamed the delicate young flesh with it, then pulled it out and smelled it. "She's not lubricating properly, Murgatroyd," the red-head sang out. "Think you can do anything

about that?"

"You stay as you are, girl," Mrs. Murgatroyd admonished Julie, whose fingers were getting tired from holding her ass-cheeks apart for so long. The bulldyke unbuttoned the neck of the teenager's dress and pulled the two sides apart so that Julie's breasts dropped out and hung pendulously, "Lovely tits," Murgatroyd said, pursed her lips and whistled. She started rolling the sixteen-year-old girl's nipples between the fingers of both her hands.

"She's beginning to juice!" red-headed Alice shouted from Julie's backside. She again felt inside of the teenager's cunt and this time pulled out a finger that glistened with quim juice. "Here, Murgatroyd, let me relieve you," red-headed Alice said and took over from the dumpy dyke. Her bony fingers did wonders with the teenager's

nipples, the quick, rolling strokes were milking the soft, swollen nubs, until Julie felt herself getting hotter by the second, despite the awkward and uncomfortable position she had been forced to assume.

"All right, baby, time for your next exercise," Alice said and raised her diaphanous robes, revealing a bright-red, dyed pussy patch, surprisingly well-shaped ivory thighs, and an almost flat belly.

"Not bad for an old crow, eh?" the red-headed woman asked Julie. "I used to be a dancer, sweetie." she pirouetted and exposed her well-defined, tight buttocks for the young girl's inspection. "See, not an ounce of surplus fat," she said. "Just enough to cover the muscle and make it soft and feminine."

"Alice, you do have a superb ass," Mrs. Murgatroyd agreed.

The red-head pulled the ivory cheeks apart, exposing a dusky-tan bum-hole. "Well here it is, sweetie," she said to the stooping girl. "That's what I want tongue-fucked." She knelt down in front of Julie, her superb ass toward the girl.

"Kneel!" Mrs. Murgatroyd commanded the teenager and slapped her across the naked butt.

Julie dropped to her knees. "You don't have to hit me," she complained. Her ass stung from the blow.

"On all fours, bitch," Mrs. Murgatroyd said to her. "You can let go of your cheeks."

Alice raised her beautifully shaped rear and thrust it back until the cheeks opened wide enough to expose her asshole.

"Keep your tongue stiff, sweetie," Alice warned the teenage girl, "or mama spank."

"Start on her!" Mrs. Murgatroyd said and gave Julie another stinging slap across her bare ass to emphasize the command.

"Hey! That hurt!" the pretty, blonde teenager protested and rubbed her ass-cheeks that bore the red imprint of the woman's palm.

"That's for missing our rendezvous," Mrs. Murgatroyd said. "Now start tongue-fucking."

The suntanned, blonde teenage girl knelt on all fours, her dress up above her waist, exposing her bare bottom, and stuck her rigid tongue into the red-headed woman's asshole. The high-school girl found that in order to get her tongue to penetrate the ex-dancer's bung, she had to actually press her lips against the tender, elastic ring of muscle, the sphincter that surrounded the woman's butt-hole. Only by kissing the

little quivering hole was Julie able to stick her tongue a few inches into the redhead's rectum. The girl found that the exquisitely shaped woman tasted surprisingly sweet there, and the girl began thrusting her stiff tongue into the little hole with gusto. Somewhere beneath her face, the red-head was rapidly frigging her own clit.