Victoria Parker: The youngest aunt

Now she was really dipping in and out, her face a mask of passion, her lips plunging around the hard cockstalk, and she sucked, sucked, sucked… her head bobbing like a chicken.

Bobby threw his head back in pure delight, wrinkling his forehead, a smile of satisfaction playing on his lips.

Jill really had a good blow-job going on her little, handsome nephew. His cock was so large that she ravished it, sucked, bit, licked, slobbered in hot licks and sweet sucks.

"God, I'm so lucky!" Bobby yelped.

"Mmmmmm, mmmm," Jill agreed, her month bulging with cock, her cheeks puffed out as if she were blowing a bubble.

She could feel his cock get harder and could not imagine a prick so big, so hard. She sucked in loud slurps now, and she knew she had Bobby on the edge. She slid off his cock quickly, grabbed it and pumped wildly, jacked her hand in a flashing, blazing blur.

Bobby came. He erupted. Gobs of jism flew from the tip of his prick and splattered on Jill's tits. Big splashes of warm cockcream splattered onto the beautiful woman. She pumped, jerked, hiked her hand in a hot hand-job, making Bobby stiff as a board, his cock pouring a gushing stream of steaming cum at her. A hunk splashed on the tip of her nose, another gob splattered on her cheek, dribbling slowly to the corner of her mouth. All the time, her hand strummed beautifully midway on Bobby's prick, jacking him, the top of his cock wiggling, wobbling, bulging, and spitting gooey jizz in hot spurts.

"Aunt Jill!" Bobby sobbed. "Oh, damn that's good… you do that so good."

"Cream off, Bobby!" she hissed back at him. "Cream off!"

She loved the feel of his super-hard prick in her hand – the hardness, the slick cockstalk, the shooting prickhead. She ogled the explosion of cock cream that hosed her. She watched her hand move faster and faster, stiffening Bobby's body even more, making him moan like a wild animal.

"Ahhhhhh!" he cried.

"I'm doin' it, Bobby… I'm beatin' you off – all the way off, and you're shootin' like fire hose."

"My, my, Bobby – you are a naughty one."

"Can we, though?"

"We'll see."

"Know what else I've always wanted to do?" he asked.

She was intrigued by all the fantasies he created around her, flattered and excited by it.

"What, Bobby?"

"This," he said, dipping down to his knees and turning her sideways in the mirror, kneeling behind her. His hands fanned out over the marvelous expanse of her fabulous plush ass.

"I've always wanted to lick your ass, kiss your ass, Aunt Jill."

"Oooo, whew, Bobby – that's really naughty!"

"I've dreamed of doing it."

And his tongue was suddenly slapping at the cheeks of Jill's ass, and he licked in long tongue strokes all over the firm, round hillocks.

Then he ran his tongue up and down, slicked and licked up and down the crack of her ass, slithering his tongue like a wild snake.

"Bobbbbbby!" Jill groaned excitedly.

"Mmmm," Bobby mumbled, testifying to the tastiness of Jill's big, round ass.

He twirled his tongue wildly now, shoving it up her asshole.

"Whewwww, sheezzz!" Jill hissed.

Bobby licked the rim, then twiddled his hot tongue at Jill's sweet assbud.

She shivered with delight. "Oh, wow, right up my shithole!" she gasped. "Feels good."

"Mmmmmm, good," Bobby murmured.

"Oh, you bad boy!"

"Mmmmm, mmmmm, good."

Then Jill cooed hotly at him. "Fuck my asshole with your nasty tongue, Bobby."

His tongue and mouth made loud shushing noises as he filled Jill's ass crack with hot spit, then tickled at her asshole again.

Jill watched in the mirror the way Bobby had her gorgeous ass cheeks spread, how his face was mashed into the chubby roundness, how his head twisted. His nose nuzzled the crack of her an.

"Rim me, Bobby. Rim my asshole, give me a rim-job, it's what you always wanted to do… what you dreamed of… what you jacked off to, just what're doin' now."

"Mmmmmmm, mmmm," he moaned, slapping her asshole loudly with his wobbling tongue.

Jill stood nude except for her black high heels and her bra, which was overflowing with her huge tits. She bent over, put her hands on her knees and began a lewd roll-show, her ass undulating in slow circles.

Jill peered at her gorgeous face in the mirror, her thick red lips, her wonderful tits, she looked back and watched her nephew eat out her asshole.

She stuck her hand between her legs and began a slow roll on her clit, finger-fucking herself while Bobby pleasured her with his tongue. It felt good. She rolled her ass back at Bobby. He licked frantically up and down the crack, wiggling his tongue wildly at her shithole. Jill fucked her pussy with her fingers, all bent over, looking marvelous.

Bobby stood up. His cock was hard again, and it banged against Jill's spit-soaked ass. He bent at the knees, humped down, and shoved his huge prick between Jill's thighs. She watched in the mirror, saw the cockhead slide out from between her legs, the big bulging prickhead. She caught it in her palm, bent the tip back and rubbed her pussylips with Bobby's brick-hard cock.

She bent over a more, spread her legs wide, reached up, one hand still on her knee, grabbed his prick, then inserted the cockhead in her cunt.

They watched in the mirror as Bobby gurgled his passion in a low moan, then started a slow fuck-stroke, slicking, sliding, sawing his prick between Jill's thighs from behind, shoving several hard inches of cock in and out of her pussy.

They were both hot again, breathing heavily.

Bobby's cock made clicking noises, like someone chewing gum, as it fucked in and out of Jill's pussy.

"You do like to fuck, don't you, Bobby?" Jill whispered.

"Yes, with you, Aunt Jill… with you!"

"You are somethin' else, Bobby… you are a bad boy."

"Could we just stay here and fuck all day, Aunt Jill?"

"You are crazy, aren't you, Bobby? No we can t."

"Then tonight, late, can I fuck you?" Their eyes met in the mirror, a magnetic connection. Bobby's cock fucked in and out of her cunt, and Jill felt good.

"I wanna fuck you again tonight," Bobby huffed, putting his hands on Jill's swinging ass, holding her hips, fucking into her faster and faster.

"You come to my room after everyone's gone to sleep, Bobby. We'll go in the closet and you can fuck me."

Bobby came.

Jill felt the splashing cum-load. She fucked back as he humped like an animal behind her. She fucked faster and faster, grinding down on his cock, taking as much as she could get.

The sweet thrill of sex-satisfaction swept her body in a flood of radiant pleasure.

That evening, Janet Miller and her two children arrived. Janet was Jill's sister. Janet had dark-brown hair like her sister, and she was a shorter. She was stacked like a new deck of cards, tight and slick.

She ware a Navy-blue skirt that wrapped around her supple hips, gloved her ass beautifully – a nice round, succulent-looking ass. She had on a white sweater and, like her sister, she had a generous set of ills that pushed pointedly against the sweater. She had round eyes, big brownies, an oval face, and again like her sister, was a very stunning lady.

Her daughter April had sandy-blonde hair, a darling face, almost adult, but so smooth, the skin tight, the structure magnificent. Her body was firm, compact, set on a thin but luscious frame. She was just under five feet, and she wore a pair of tight yellow shorts and a black tank top. She had on white tennis shoes.

The tank top was tight and her cute tits pushed it out, set high, looking like lemons.

Ronnie was growing thin and tall, had a crew cut and a square jaw. He had sandy hair and freckles.

Janet and Jill left for their shopping trip, and Bobby, Prissy, and the visiting cousins, April and Ronnie, watched television for a while. Bobby cooked TV dinners, and when it turned dark outside April suggested they play flashlight tag.