James Porter - Hot and horny family

"Kathy!" she screamed. "Billy! Your awful teenagers!"

Kathy awakened first. She stared up at her aunt and didn't move. Then Billy opened his eyes. An instant later he went into action, pulling back and out of his sister's cunt.

As he rolled off the bed and stood up, Maude stared at his erect cock, which was moist from the juices, which he and Kathy had generated during the night. The head of his cock gleamed large and red. This was the first erect cock Maude had ever seen.

She felt as if she were about to faint. But she bravely fought off the urge and screamed her contempt for the teen. "You dirty, filthy boy! You're a disgrace to your mother! I'm going to report you to the police!"

"No, Aunt Maude!" Kathy cried as she suddenly sat up. "Please don't do that! We've never done anything like this before. We're sorry!"

"Sorry!" Maude screamed. "You've committed one of the worst sins in creation, and all you can say is you're sorry? You're going to answer for this, both of you! I'm going to see that you're both put in a home for the depraved!

Kathy began to cry miserably.

Billy's cock had wilted. He stood in front of his aunt, shaking with fright and shame. But he felt that he had to say something.

"We'll never do it again, Aunt Maude. Please don't make a fuss about it."

"Shut up, you monster!" she told him, and swung her arm, slapping him hard across the cheek.

The youth cringed as a searing pain went through him. Then suddenly he underwent a change. His humiliation and hurt gave rise to a defensive response. He reacted blindly in defense of his new manhood and in defense of Kathy, also. This old witch wasn't going to ruin their lives if he had anything to say about it.

He lunged at her. She gasped and Kathy screamed as he gripped the woman by the arms and swung her around. Her back was to the bed, and he gave a push, tumbling her across the mattress. Kathy scooted out of the way just in time.

"Oh, Billy, don't do it!" she cried, fearing that he intended to kill Maude.

The teenager paid no attention. He leaped onto the bed and beside Maude, who was trying desperately to sit up. The earpiece of her hearing aid had been knocked off and was dangling by the wire that extended under the neckline of her dress.

Billy pushed her back against the mattress. Were it not for the experience he'd had last night with his sister, he might indeed have attacked the woman with his fists. But his newly found knowledge told him there was a better way to deal with her.

He grasped her long skirt and tugged it upward. Maude's fear for her life suddenly changed to a fear of another kind which was even more intense. Death she could face up to-everyone had to die sooner or later-but the loss of her precious chastity was something she had hoped always to avoid. Now her chastity seemed threatened-by her very own nephew!

The middle-aged spinster fought like a tigress as Billy pulled her skirt and slip high. Her fine legs, which were remarkably smooth and firm for a woman of her age, were exposed above the tops of her stockings, where her garter straps traveled upward along her full thighs. As Billy drew her skirt and slip even higher, her garter straps disappeared under white, tailored briefs. These opaque panties clung to the warm curves of her hips and the gentle curve of her belly.

Billy had some quick glimpses of these enticing sights as he struggled with the woman in an effort to control her flailing arms. As a result, he quickly regained the hard-on, which he had had for most of the night.

"Help me with this witch!" he yelled to his sister, who had been standing near the bed, watching in horror.

"No!" she cried. "You've got to stop it, Billy!"

"Are you crazy?" he said, exerting himself to the maximum in order to hold his desperately struggling aunt against the mattress. ''She said she was… going to… report us to the police. We can't let her… do that."

"But this is going to make it worse," Kathy argued.

"Quit bitching and do what I say. Have you got some stockings or pantyhose that we can use to tie her up with?"

"Ooh, Billy!" the teenage girl wailed.

"I mean it,'' he insisted. "Get 'em!"

Kathy was afraid to do what Billy had in mind, but she was even more reluctant to go against him at this critical moment. Now that her mother had remarried, Billy was the only person in the world she felt close to, especially after last night. She decided she would have to do as he said.

She hurried to her drew and grabbed a handful of pantyhose and stockings while Billy continued to restrain Maude. The woman huffed and puffed as she tried to struggle free, her face red and her mind ablaze with fear and humiliation.

Kathy brought the stockings and pantyhose back to the bed.

"Tie the old babe's arms to the bedposts," Billy ordered. "Make 'em tight-but not so tight that they hurt her."

"We're going to get into awful trouble for this," Kathy warned.

"I know… what I'm doing," he panted, still struggling with his aunt. "Just hurry up, will you? She's strong as a fucking grizzly bear!"

Kathy quickly separated a pair of pantyhose from the others and twisted it into a rope, which she looped around a bedpost and around Maude's wrist. She avoided looking into her aunt's eyes as she did it. She tied the nylon rope as tightly as she dared. She hurried to the other side of the bed aid tied Maude's other arm in the same fashion to the other bedpost.

Billy backed up and concentrated on holding her legs, which she had been kicking wildly. Since holding involved touching, and since he was now free to look at his aunt's legs and bare upper thighs to his heart's content, the boy experienced a new surge of lust. This feeling was heightened by the fact that he had this woman completely under his control. He could do anything to her.

Maude was as keenly aware of this as was Billy. She had only to look at his shockingly upthrust cock and at the determined glint in his hot, young eyes to know he intended to do something unspeakable. Furthermore, she had no hope of breaking loose from the nylon bonds about her wrists. All that was left for her was to scream her head off and hope someone outside would hear and come to her aid.

She began to scream and howl at an ear-splitting pitch, and Billy had to interrupt his tactile and visual admiration of her legs in order to stop the deafening sound, He did something he had once seen on television. He grabbed a couple of Kathy's stockings, wadded them into a ball, and stuffed them into his aunt's gaping mouth. This choked her cries to a muffled rumble, which couldn't be heard outside the house.

Maude resumed thrashing her legs and bouncing her curvy ass up and down on the mattress. Billy had to fight in order to bring her legs under control, but he succeeded in doing so. He held them far apart and stared at the swelling symmetry of her white thighs above her stockings. In their middle-aged maturity, her thighs were much fuller than Kathy's. There was something about that fullness that was powerfully appealing to the teen.

He also stared at the narrow portion of her panties which passed between her legs, and he was overwhelmed by an urge to uncover the features that were hidden by that crotchband.

"I'm gonna take her pants off," he said to Kathy.

"Ooh, no!" the girl cried, shocked.

Maude screamed into her gag, but she might as well have been whispering for all the good it did her. This frustration increased her terrible fear and humiliation. She knew, moreover, that her degradation was going to become even worse, and she couldn't imagine how she would be able to stand it.

As Billy rubbed his hands up and down her legs, back and forth across the tops of her tightly gartered stockings, his cock stuck up, high and hard. Its head gleamed with the lubricant, which had washed over it.