Mark Carver - Aunt into bondage

Sherry turned sideways and frowned at her plump ass-cheeks. Jimmy said she had the cutest ass in town, but it looked fat to her. But he loved to dig his finger into the hot flesh while he was stroking his cock furiously, hurting her tender pussy.

Sherry daintily dipped a toe into the water, testing its heat. She got in the water with a long happy sigh.

"Ms. Swenson," she murmured aloud, "if you knew how stoned we're gonna be tonight, you'd freak out of your icy gourd."

Laura picked them both up in her awn sedan, where they waited a block from the library. Sherry sat in the middle and Jimmy on the other side. A quick glance at the blonde girl's face reassured Laura that Jimmy hadn't told her about yesterday. But she could read other expressions in that soft beautiful face, curiosity, suspicion, up-tight guardedness.

"Why are you gaping at me?" Laura asked Sherry as she drove down the highway toward the drive-in. It had already turned dark.

"Christ, I don't recognize you, Ms. Swenson. You look completely different. You're beautiful."

Laura smiled, and gently squeezed Sherry's plump thigh, shivering inwardly. "Thank you, dear. Don't call me Ms.. Call me Laura."

Sherry continued to stare at her in awe. She'd never seen the librarian with her hair down and her glasses off, or with make up on. The difference was stunning. Nor was she wearing one of those shapeless, sack-like rags she called dresses. She had a sweater on that clung to the ripe curves of her breasts and a skirt that revealed long, shapely legs, like a model's. And she was wearing expensive perfume, Sherry could tell.

"Sherry was asking me, Aunt Laura, uh, why you're taking us to see this," Jimmy said.

"Because it will be educational for both of you," Laura replied smoothly, keeping her eyes on the road. "What passes for sex education in school nowadays is boring, clinical stuff. You can't really learn anything from charts, you know. You have to have an emotional response, something you can relate to yourself. You have to be turned on."

"Far out," Sherry murmured, gazing at her in awe. "I really dig you, Ms. Swenson – uh, Laura. I mean, you looked so stuffy all those years in your office and it turns out you're hip, really. You're all right."

"Thank you, darling." The word rolled off her lips like a caress.

Laura paid at the drive-in entrance and drove to an isolated back row, the nearest car was forty feet away. In a small conservative town, the turnout for such a bold foreign film was small. Those who really wanted to see it were mostly under 18 and couldn't get adults to take them. The huge screen was showing cartoons and previews.

"Would you like popcorn, candy or ice cream?" Laura asked them, putting her arm over the seat behind Sherry's shoulders.

"Hell, no," Sherry snorted. "We'd like beer, tough."

Laura stand at the blonde in surprise. The girl wasn't quite the innocent angel she appeared to be. But the brunette knew that most of the kids her age in town drank beer and smoked pass at one time or another. Laura bit off the urge to lecture them. In view of what she had in mind for Sherry, drinking beer was hardly a crime.

"Beer it is," Laura said, getting out of the car. The moment she was a few feet away from the car, Sherry brought out her marijuana roach and lit it, inhaling deep before passing it to Jimmy.

"She's weird, but I dig her," Sherry said. "And I don't believe that baloney about sex education, either, Jimmy. Come on, tell me. What's her trip?"

"Beats me," Jimmy said truthfully. For a wild moment he was tempted to tell Sherry about his incredible sex-trip with his aunt yesterday, but she'd probably get mad. And after the hoops the tall brunette had put his cock through yesterday, Shorty was a clumsy kid in comparison. Jimmy rubbed his hand around her soft crotch. Sherry pushed it away.

"Not now, silly. We can't screw in front of your aunt." Suddenly she gasped, wide-eyed. "Jesus, you don't think she wants to see us screw, do you? There are weirdos like that, you know. Why else would she take us to see a dirty movie?"

"Don't be dumb," Jimmy said, feeling his prick swell in his pants as he stroked Sherry's warm tit. "My aunt's no pervert."

Sherry quickly put out the roach as they heard Laura's footsteps. Getting in the car, the brunette handed Jimmy a six-pack of cold beer. She laughed softly.

"This place smells like the library bathrooms. If you want to smoke grass, you're quite welcome to do it in front of me, kids."

"Far out," Sherry said, delighted. "I've got another joint for later."

The movie was beginning. The flat sex scene took place in less than ten minutes, with a man clumsily raping a girl to classical music. They all laughed, and Laura squeezed Sherry's thigh with gentle fingers.

"Like a Goddamn bull," Sherry giggled, feeling gloriously high from the grass and beer. The combination of the two was making her feel horny and she wished she and Jimmy were alone. Two beers and another joint later, she was laughing as the man ravaged the girl in an empty bathtub, dog-style.

"Woof, woof," Laura said, and Sherry thought it was so funny she squeezed her hand and gasped. She was incredibly high.

"Sherry, honey, I can't stretch my legs because of the pedals," Laura said. "Let me sit in the middle and you sit on my lap, all right, darling?"

"Sure, Laura. But I've got a fat ass, so watch out!"

The blonde girl lifted her hips up and Laura slid under her, excitement racing in her blood. Sherry settled her warm ass-checks on bum's lap and the brunette wrapped her arms around the girl's waist, softly stroking, sliding her fingers slowly underneath Sherry's T-shirt.

Jimmy, drunk and high on three beers and grass, watched the movie but glanced over at Laura in baffled silence. Jesus, he finally thought, she's feeling up Sherry! He began to watch closely from the corner of his eye, his cock pulsing fiercely in his pants.

Sherry was aware that the librarian's fingers had crept beneath her T-shirt and were fondling the ticklish area just beneath her tits. She was sharply aware, too, that Laura's huge warm breasts were digging into her back, rubbing sensuously, and she knew it was wrong, but she couldn't help being tremendously excited. Her touch was gentle and erotic, not rough and impatient like Jimmy's. And it felt so good, on top of being so high. Her mind was whirling with strange ideas.

"You're getting me hot," Sherry whispered, craning her neck around to stare at the brunette. She'd forgotten Jimmy was there. "You're getting me sexy, Laura," she moaned as fingers lovingly pinched and caressed her swollen nipples.

Laura kissed her on the lips, trembling wildly as she thrust her tongue deep into the blonde's hot mouth. Sherry let out a deep moan and bit Laura's tongue. She couldn't stop herself now. The pass, the beer, Laura's silky caressing fingers on her aching hot tits, all had her aroused to a feverish pitch of excitement. She could feel a burning trickle ooze in her pussy-flesh when Laura cupped and squeezed her tits passionately.

I want her to fuck me! Sherry thought giddily, but how can two women do it?

To Laura, the strange sensations of stroking a beautiful girl's honeyed tits in her fingers, of kissing her hot eager mouth and having her gorgeous little ass squirming madly on her crotch, were exciting beyond her wildest fantasies. More than ever she wanted to burrow her lips and tongue into Sherry's tender young cunt and suck her off until the girl fainted from joy and exhaustion.

"Take your pants off," she ordered Sherry in a whisper, brushing Sherry's long hair out of the way so she could bite and kiss the nape of her neck.

Panting urgently, the blonde girl struggled to strip her tight pants as she wriggled on Laura's lap. Laura quickly checked the surrounding area. The closest car was still far away. To her right, Jimmy watched in stunned awe, his eyes bulging with disbelief.