Jerry Milner: Vacation swap

"One thing at a time. We'll get to that," said Jayne, softly and rhythmically drumming her bare heels against her bare buttocks, making those lovely round globes gently jiggle and jounce. Looking at his Aunt Jayne's ass, and feeling her breath on his cock, Jim frequently lost his place in his excited explanation about sexual matters. Now he was further distracted in his narrative as Jayne reached back and began softly massaging her ass.

Her buttocks were firm and pliable. Their velvety smooth texture was slowly being suffused with a faint glow of pink under her sensuously moving hand. She breathed a deep sigh as she slid her middle finger down through the deep crack between her asscheeks, and she softly wriggled and giggled as that finger reached a spot where it tarried to delve a bit deeper. By then she was almost audibly purring, and very softly writhing her belly and tits and cunt against the bed.

"You were saying, Jim?" she said.

"Huh? Oh, yeah! Uh, what was it I was saying? And, uh, what is it you're doing back there?"

"Just playing. Just feeling nice. You wouldn't feel like helping me feel nice, would you?"

"Auntie Jayne, I always like to help you feel nice! What is it you want me to do?"

"Go in the bathroom. Get the Vaseline out of the medicine chest. Then come back and sit down by my side and go on explaining about sex to me."

The jar of Vaseline felt out of place in his hand. He changed it from one hand to the other as he sat beside his prone aunt, gazing raptly down at her hand as it squeezed and kneaded the perfect twin mounds of her buttocks. He kept forgetting what he was saying, and finally he stopped talking altogether and just sat there gaping at his aunt's very beautiful ass.

She parted her buttocks quite widely with her fingers. Leaning over her, he could breathe in the rising perfume from her cunt, and he could see the tuft of sweet black hair nested between her thighs, and also the little pink ring of her asshole.

She said, "Jim, be a dear and put some of that Vaseline on me, right there on my bum-hole."

He opened the jar and stuck his finger in the goo. He very gingerly touched that finger to his aunt's asshole, and a hot shiver ran through his body at the way she sighed and arched her hips back.

"Ooo," she said, as he carefully anointed the puckered lips of her hole, "that feels so nice."

"Does it? Really?" he said, drawing concentrically smaller circles with his finger, closely watching its every movement between her superbly shaped buttocks.

"Mmm-m-m. Feels divine," she replied, and she spread her legs wider, and she tilted her hips back again, just as the point of his finger was at the center of her nether hole.

"Oh, you darling! That does feel nice!" said Jayne, as the first joint of his finger slipped into her asshole.

"It does?" His own asshole cringed shut as he eased his slippery finger out of his aunt's asshole and back into it once more.

"Yes, it does!" she said, and sighed very deeply as she reached back and grasped his hand to help him insert the full length of his finger into her very receptive asshole. "Ahh-h-h-h-h-h!"

She only had to help him put it in and take it out a few times before he could do it all by himself. Then Jayne settled down with her chin on her folded hands, softly squirming and moving her hips as her nephew slowly and thoroughly finger-fucked her bum-hole.

"Mmm-m-m," she said. "That feels so nice I could almost cum."

"Yeah? Really?" said Jim, adding some rotation to his slowly pistoning finger.

"Mm-hm-m. I bet I could, if I had something just a little bit thicker and longer than your sweet finger."

Jim looked down at his cock, and it seemed to be looking up at him though its sightless eye as it reached up from his loins like an eager youth volunteering for an adventure into the darkest unknown.

He said, "Could I..? What if I…?"

"What if you put some Vaseline on your cock and gave me a good, hard butt-fucking?" said his aunt.

By that time her asshole was craving, and Jayne kept the craving alive with her finger while Jim excitedly smeared the goo on his cock. He got between her legs on his knees. She raised up on her knees and presented him with an excellent target.

"It's too tight! You're too tight! I won't fit!" he protested.

In answer, she reached back between her legs and took hold of his balls, and sighed very loudly as she drew the full length of his fine, hard cock through the ring of her asshole.

"Oh! Oh, Auntie Jayne! It's so tight and so hot!" Jim cried, pistoning fast with his cock in her asshole.

"Yes, isn't it lovely! Darling, you're already started me cumming! How I love to have you fuck me! Jim darling, how I love to have you make me cum!!!" "I'm cumming, too! I can't hold it back! Oh! so much! Ah! It's still squirting out in you, auntie Jayne!"

"Nobody makes me cum as hard as you do, Jim!" Jayne shouted, as torrent of hot jism spurted and gushed from his fast pumping cock and into her wildly contorting and clutching asshole. "You make me feel like a real, real woman!"

Jayne took another short nap while Jim got the barbecue started. When she rose and put on a nice summery little dress and went out to the kitchen, she found her niece very dourly shelling peas at the sink.

"Babs, whatever's wrong?" said Jayne. "You look as if you've been crying."

"Nothing's wrong! Just leave me alone!"

"Darling, if it's because of what we did this afternoon, I want you to know that was only because I love you so much that I wanted to have a good time with you. And wasn't it fun?"

"It was awful and I hate you!" said Barbara Jean, and ran weeping out of the kitchen.

Jayne took over the peas herself, smiling over her work.

Jim shortly came in, saying, "I picked out a really nice steak for you, Auntie Jayne. When I sneak into your room tonight, can I butt-fuck you again? Geez, that was great!"

"See that your sister gets the nice steak. She's not feeling well."

"Oh, yeah? You sure feel good," said Jim, reaching inside her bodice to fondle and squeeze her tits, and feeling and fooling all around her cunt and her ass.

Jayne shelled a few more peas and said, "Stop that, Jim. What if your sister should come out and see us?"

"Aw, screw her. Geez, you look nice tonight. Gee, you sure do smell good. Let's fuck right now!"

She had to take his hands from her body. He stayed close beside her, panting, as she shook her head and said, "I'm really worried about Babs… about Barbara Jean. I believe she has a fever. Did you notice how flushed she looked?"

"No, but I noticed what nice big tits you have. Can't we sneak into the bathroom for one quick fuck?"

"I'm sorry, dear, but I'm just too worried about Barbara Jean to think about having fun right now. Who knows? I might even have to stay up with her all night long."

"Aw, no! That's a burn! That's a rip-off! How am I gonna get to sleep with you looking after her? I'll die! My balls will swell up till they're as big as tomatoes, and I'll just die!"

"You will lower your voice, young man! And if worst comes to worst tonight, you will resort to the very simple expedient of employing your fist as a route to tranquility!"

"Huh?"

"Jerk off if you have to tonight, but get out there and tend to your coals right now! And see to it that your sister gets the best steak!"

Barbara Jean sulked her way through dinner. She dabbled with her steak, she toyed with her peas, and she cast mournful looks from her red-rimmed eyes at her aunt. Those looks, she cast at her brother were full of venom, though he failed to notice them at all, so preoccupied was he with the rare steak on his plate and the well-done tits of his aunt.

When Barbara Jean started clearing off the table, her aunt stopped her and told Jim to do it. He argued but then he obeyed, and while he was clattering about in the kitchen, Barbara Jean looked shyly at Jayne and said, "I'm sorry for what I said this afternoon. I don't really hate you."