Victoria Parker: The youngest aunt

Jill liked the feel, the thick spread or his huge cock in her cunt. She couldn't remember a prick being this hard in her before this moment. She looked down and watched Bobby fuck in and out of her. She set her legs apart, her high heels, black and shiny, firmly on the bathroom tiles, and began a slow circular screwing with her hips, pushing and humping to meet his thrusting prick.

"I've wanted to fuck you for so long, Aunt Jill," Bobby moaned. "I used to jack off to you all the time. I used to love when you'd visit us, so I could see you."

"My, my, you were a naughty boy, weren't you, Bobby? Shame on you… jackin' off to me all the time."

His cock was sliding beautifully in and out of Jill's pussy, and she was thrilled with the hard fucking, the immense cock stuffing her cunt.

Both of them were peering down, watching the glide, the intriguing slick flow of his thick cockstalk as he fucked in and out, his knees still bent, his balls swinging to and fro. A sweet slushing sound, a syrupy sucking filled the bathroom.

"Yeah, once I jacked off in your panties. I went to the guest room when everybody left one night, and I found a pair of yellow panties you had worn in your suitcase. I sat down on the bed and beat off in them."

Jill smiled. "Bobby, you were really a wicked kid, weren't you?"

"Uh-huh."

"And now look what you're doin' to me."

"God yes, I'm fuckin' you, Aunt Jill," he huffed hotly.

"And you're sooooo hard, Bobby!"

She slowly ground her hips around and around, lewd corkscrewing, fucking into the plunge and drive of Bobby's fuck-strokes, fucking back at him salaciously, a sweet, sexy smile toying at the corners of her mouth.

"Wow, you got a body, Aunt Jill," Bobby said, putting his hands on her hips, looking into her movie-star face, her thick lips, the red, fresh lipstick. She wound her arms around his neck. Then he brought his hands up to her tits and held them, bobbling them loosely on his palms.

His cock fucked harder now into Jill's itching pussy, and soon he was fucking her with eight inches of prick.

A sensation of sweet satisfaction rippled through Jill. This was the best fucking she had in years, maybe ever. Bobby's prick was so incredibly rigid, hot, thick, slicking in and out of her cunt. Oh, how she loved it, how it excited her, pleased her.

He played with her tits, fucked his prick, and Jill kept time with the bump and grind of her hips. It was a grand fuck, an award-winning fuck in the bathroom, both nephew and aunt caught in the exciting flow of erotic love, pure pleasure, divine delight.

Bobby was trembling badly. His whole body shuddered, he was so hot. Jill was shaking, too. They were drowning in the rolling waves of ecstasy.

"Fuck it, Bobby, go on fuck like that," Jill whispered.

He pushed and gave her all ten inches.

"Ooooh, fuuhhhh, offf!" Jill gurgled.

Now he gave her big, long, slurping fuckstrokes, his hard cock sliding and slicking in and out of Jill's fabulous pussy.

His knees were still bent, and Jill was still fucking back at Bobby. He continued to hold, jiggle, fondle her huge tits. He looked into her brown eyes. Their stare was magnetic. They looked deeply into each other's eyes, and then Jill felt the hot, roaring flush of cock cream that spurt out of Bobby's prick and flooded her pussy.

He was fucking her with short, hard rabbit jabs now, and she felt the simmer of her climax start slowly, then consume her entire body in rapturous delight.

"Oh, God, Bobby!" she yelped. "Oh, wow! Shit! Oh, oh, uh, uh, whoooooffffff!"

"Aunt Jill! Aunt Jill!" Bobby cried, his cock pouring cum into bet sucking cunt like hot lava.

"Fuck, Bobby, fuck!" Jill gulped. His cock happily hammered her pussy. Bobby squirted gobs of cream as he jabbed her with those hot fuck-strokes, quick, fast, hot, slick.

He had his hands on her hips, holding on. Jill felt the incredible bulge, the bloat of his prick in her pussy.

She climaxed violently, the shudder shaking through her like rough wind. "Ahhhh, oh, ahhhh, whew!" she babbled.

Then they were standing still, trembling in each other's arms, clinging, holding on, their breathing coming in rapid gulps, hot rasps. They panted as their bodies stopped trembling.

Bobby's cock was still in Jill's pussy. She felt it wilting slowly. "My, my, Bobby," she cooed. "You really did fuck your Aunt Jill, didn't you?"

"Yeah, yeah," he panted. "It's what I've always wanted to do."

"Better than beatin' off to me all the time, huh, Bobby?"

"Oh boy, yeah… but I love to whack off to you, fantasize so many things with you."

"Like what?"

"Like how you would suck my cock," he said sheepishly.

"You think about that a lot?"

"Uh-huh."

"Lucky you, huh, Bobby?"

She slipped back and his cock sucked out of her pussy. Jill reached down and clipped her fingers around the gooey, slick cockshaft.

"You'd think of me sucking your prick, and then you'd jack off?"

"Yes," he huffed.

Jill felt his cock thump in her grip. She squeezed. "What would I do?"

"You'd be kneeling in front of me, really suckin' on it."

Jill kissed down his flat, military tummy, her tongue licking, slashing around, licking down as she ducked over. Then she knelt down on both knees in front of Bobby, her hand pumping slowly on his hardening prick.

"That'd be somethin' wouldn't it, me kneeling in front of you, really suckin' on it, huh?"

His cock got bigger in her grip. She pumped with one hand while her other hand jiggled his balls. His prick throbbed into a stiff hard-on.

"It'd be pretty naughty for your aunt to do that, Bobby… to be suckin' on your prick, your big prick, Bobby."

"It'd be fantastic!" he said hotly.

"You'd be a pretty lucky guy to have your Aunt Jill suck your prick, Bobby."

"Oh, Jesus!" he panted.

Her lips touched the big red head of his huge cock. She kissed the tip with sucking lips, her tongue lolling around in a swirl.

"Oh, ohhhhh, fuck!" Bobby gasped.

Jill kissed all over the head of his bulging hard-on, licking, kissing, her red, lipsticked lips soft, gooey, electric, and Bobby moaned in hot, deep delight.

"You'd be pretty lucky if your Aunt Jill sucked your cock, Bobby," Jill whispered.

"Darn right, I would," he gasped.

Her tongue licked down along one side of his tremendous hard-on, then she licked back up, swished her tongue across the tip, and slicked down the other side of his cock to his balls. She flapped and lapped at his huge balls, tickling, titillating Bobby into tremors of pleasure.

His cock wobbled, thrummed, throbbed as she licked, her hands free, simply letting her tongue glide over the boy's wobbling, thumping prick.

"How big is this thing, Bobby?" Jill finally whispered, unable to keep her intrigue with his big prick contained.

"Ten inches."

"Whew!" Jill gasped.

Then she reached back into a drawer next to the sink. She withdrew a tape measure, a yellow-and-black tape, and she pulled it along the side, then on top of his prick, measuring his fucker.

"Shit, Bobby, it's more than ten inches!"

"It is?"

"It's right at eleven, honey."

She dropped the tape and clutched both hands around his wild freak-cock, kissed the cockhead again and sucked his prick into her mouth, taking him flush back into her throat opening, then bobbing in and out, her pretty head dipping, her lush lips locked on his throbbing prick.

"Oh, oh, Aunt Jill… I've thought about this so many times while I beat off to you."

She sucked sweetly on his huge prick, her lips gliding in and out, her tongue swerving around. She held his cock with one hand now at the base of the stalk, while she held her hand under the big balls and cupped them.

"Damn, Aunt Jill!" Bobby cried.