Hank Faber - Auntie s Naughty Boys

The twenty-nine-year-old attractive woman dismounted the wash-basin and, holding her short nightgown up, looked over her shoulder at the reflection of her large, white ass in the mirror. She would let the boy feel up her cheeks until his prick stood up. Then, she would let him rub her breasts and finger her cunt until he couldn't control himself any longer. Only then, when his prick was hard and swollen with blood, would she let him put it into her twat. She would make him fuck her again and again, until his prick couldn't get stiff any longer. Her hand pressed against her cunt-mound with desire. She needed cock-now!

Barefoot, her full, pale legs flashing below the transparent nightgown, the voluptuous woman, her ass hot for a man, opened the door of her bedroom and started down the hall toward her fifteen-year-old nephew's room. She was halfway there, when a board creaked behind her, and she swung around and saw her niece Julie standing there, looking at her with a mocking smile.

"Hi, Aunt Dee," the teenager said. "Where are you going in such a hurry?" "You?" Aunt Dee gasped. "You're supposed to be back in reform school."

"But we're not," a voice said from behind, and Aunt Dee looked back at Julie's friend Lisa. The auburn-haired girl had an unsheathed Boy Scout knife in her hand. "Now you just get that nice, big ass of yours downstairs," she said.

"I'll call Herbie," Aunt Dee said. "Herbie!" she shouted.

"You got him locked in there, Auntie," Julie said. "We tried his door."

"Yeah, Julie and I were going to blow him in turn, take all the starch out of him," Lisa said. "What did you do, keep him locked up so he'd be good and horny for you?"

"I'll take the key to Herbie's room," Julie said and held out her hand.

Lisa brandished the hunting knife. "Let's go or I'll start cutting," she threatened. Aunt Dee handed the key to Herb's room to his sixteen-year-old cousin.

"Downstairs," Lisa said threateningly arid put the point of her knife against Aunt Dee's back. They marched her into the living room.

Once in there, Julie and Lisa burst out laughing. "Oh, Auntie!" Julie said, "you didn't really think we'd hurt you, did you?"

Lisa tossed the knife behind the couch.

Aunt Dee looked puzzled. "You mean you're not angry at me for having turned you over to the Sheriff?" she asked.

"No, not at all, on the contrary, Auntie," Julie said and hugged the delicious, full-bodied woman.

"How did you girls keep from going back to reform school?" Aunt Dee asked.

"That's a long story, Auntie," Julie said and kissed her aunt on the lips. She rubbed her tits against her aunt's and found the woman was kissing her back. Julie felt her aunt's big, beautiful tits. She fondled the nipples and fingered them gently until they swelled.

Lisa put her hand between the two embracing females, raised Aunt Dee's short nightdress and felt her cunt. As the woman, started breathing hard, Lisa gave her two fingers up the wet snatch, while Julie pulled her aunt's nightgown up over her head so that the twenty-nine-year-old woman stood stark naked before the two teenage girls.

Lisa kept working her fingers in the woman's cunt, and Julie caressed her aunt's ripe boobs, until they gently got her down on the carpet. While Julie pushed her aunt's legs up towards her chest, Lisa put her soft, pink lips to the woman's randy cunt and

started to suck. Her mouth worked up and down along the woman's slit, licking the clit and reaming the cunt-hole, making passes at Aunt Dee's exposed bung from time to time, until the voluptuous, dark-haired, naked woman started to rotate her wide hips and moan for relief. Lisa fed her a stiff tongue, while her supple fingers frigged the woman's clit. Aunt Dee moaned with pleasure.

Julie went to the kitchen, unlatched the back door, threw it open, and ran back into the living room. She held Aunt Dee's wrists over her head and ran her mouth over her full tits. Lisa grasped the twenty-nine-year-old woman's ankles and pushed them up so that her dark-haired crotch was spread wide.

The beautiful, dark-haired, twenty-nine-year-old woman lay on her back, her legs up, so that between her fat, white buttocks, her lust-swollen cunt gaped.

Lisa used her lips and tongue again on the woman's open, pink-petaled snatch. Aunt Dee's white belly heaved as she waited for the telltale flutterings of a big orgasm. She closed her eyes to let it come and did not see the Boy Scouts trooping in, gaping with wonder and lust at a mature woman's fully displayed sexual equipment.

The sixteen-year-old patrol leader was the first to drop his pants. He gave his half-hard prick a few strokes and knelt between Aunt Dee's upraised thighs. Then he lifted his prick and laid it into the groove of her gaping cunt. Aunt Dee's eyes opened. She knew that this was no longer the tongue of a teenage girl that touched her sensitive private flesh. She struggled against Lisa's and Julie's restraining arms, and the desperate movements of her big ass let the patrol leader's cock slip into her. At that moment, as she felt hard, male flesh sliding up her quim, Aunt Dee heard muffled grunts and, turning her head back, saw her fifteen-year-old nephew Herb, gagged and trussed being carried into the living room. In spite of the boyish prick starting its strokes in her tight cunt, the woman noticed that her nephew had been expertly tied up. His wrists had been fastened to his ankles, and a baseball bat was thrust behind his knees so that he was helpless. A Scout neckerchief gagged him. A big boy, the senior patrol leader, and another older Scout carried Herb down by his aunt's bared, spread ass, so that he could watch her getting fucked.

Tears of anger and frustration filled Herb's eyes as he saw the patrol leader raise his narrow, boyish ass and bring it down between his aunt's spread thighs. A pang of jealousy shot from his groin to his chest, as he realized that he no longer was the only male to have tasted Aunt Dee's delicious cunt. The patrol leader was grunting with pleasure as he threw long, slow fuck strokes up the beautiful woman's hot, wet cunt. But he had no control, no endurance. His small hips bobbed up and down, faster and faster as the full, mature, woman-hips brought him nearer and nearer to shooting spunk.

"Poor Herbie," Julie said and undid his pants. "You didn't think you could keep Auntie as your own private stuff forever, did you?" The pretty, blonde girl pulled the fifteen-year-old boy's pants down low enough so that she could get her hand on his prick.

"Poor Herbie," the sixteen-year-old girl repeated and with three firm strokes of her soft hand made her cousin's prick get hard. "Doesn't it excite you to see Auntie getting fucked?" Julie teased her cousin and stroked him to a full hard-on.

Herb, groaning through his neckerchief gag, found that with Julie's hand stroking his cock, he was getting aroused by the sight of a boy slipping meat to a twenty-nine-year-old woman. The patrol leader was fucking like crazy now, while Aunt Dee struggled against the two Scouts who had relieved Julie and Lisa of the task of holding her arms and legs.

The boy between Aunt Dee's legs pushed his ass way down, so that Herb knew his prick slid far up inside of his aunt's quim, and then fucked rapidly, like a dog. Suddenly, he raised his head. "Aaaah!" he yelled, "Aargh!" and his ass-cheeks clenched.

"He's filling her full of spunk, Herbie," Julie said and started nibbling with her lips at the tip of Herb's prick. Herb found that the touch of his pretty girl cousin's warm, wet mouth on his cock, coupled with the sight of his young aunt getting fucked by a boy in a Scout shirt, made him want to get his nuts off. Julie, feeling his need through his swelling prick, started to stroke him off with her mouth. She gave him an expert blow-job, soft mouth, gentle lips, and a constant tongue massage.