Jerry Milner - Vacation swap

"uh-h-h-h! Oh-h-h-h! Nnng-g-g-g-g!"

She could no longer speak, could no longer give instructions, for the extent of her cumming was such that it robbed her of all but sensation. She hadn't let a man fuck her in over a year. She plied her trade with blow jobs, or with sado-masochistic trips as she'd taken with Jayne Bowers' brother. The cocks that she'd had in her cunt during the past year were all plastic ones, very hard, very large, but very cold. This one was burning hot, made all the more so by the man's frantic friction, and now hotter still as she felt his jism spurt up in her cunt like hot lava.

Howard crowed, "Oh-h-h, my God! Oh-h-h, what a fuck! I haven't cum this hard in years!"

"uh-h-h-h! oh-h-b-h! Alittle mo-o-o-ore!" Dottie cried, finding her voice, up on her toes with her ass in the sink and her convulsing belly completely filled up with cock – Jayne's brother's cock.

"Giving you… all I got!" Howard said, laboring now in the aftermath of his great explosion.

"I want more! Give me more!" Dottie shouted, crushing his stout body to her, wringing the jism out of his cock with muscles she'd forgotten she had.

Howard did his best to comply. He wrenched his way out of her arms and dropped to his knees to eat out her cunt even better than he had before.

It would have been more than enough for most women. Few women indeed could expect such ardor in the aftermath of a fuck. But to Dottie, his mouth on her cunt was a great anticlimax, though it did give her time to get herself back to normal again. By the time she turned about and had him French her ass, only the memory of that gigantic orgasm remained with her, and she'd gotten Howard all excited again.

"You'd better go now," she said, quite abruptly. "Your wife will be worried sick."

"How did you know I was ma…"

"I know about these things. Go on! Get dressed and go! I've got to open this place up in the morning."

"Can I come back and see you tomorrow night?" he said at her door.

She shrugged. "If you like. It's a public place. And if you're good and don't cause any trouble at the bar, I just might let you come up here and give me another tongue bath."

"I'll be an angel! You're my angel!"

As soon as he'd left, Dottie collapsed on her couch, understanding full well that her cataclysmic orgasm had been an accident. She looked forward to proving that the next night. But when she went to sleep, she dreamed about cock in her cunt.

In the morning, Howard rose early and found a note pinned to the bathroom door, saying the toilet had been repaired. Marge had done it the night before, fearful that Howard might be attacked by the dog if he used the den bathroom too often.

When they met in the kitchen that morning, Marge was dressed in shorts and a halter top, and she had Trigger on a leash. She said, "I was just going to take Jayne's dog for a walk in the woods, and commune with nature a bit."

"Oh, yeah?" said her husband, disinterested. "Well, I'm going to finally take your advice and start jogging every morning. I'm finally going to get rid of this gut."

"Good for you!" Marge looked at the dog, wagging his tail, gazing up at her through loving eyes. She had wanted to take the dog for a walk.

She said, "Maybe I'd better stay here. In case the children should call."

Just then it was almost noon in New Jersey. Barbara Jean was almost finished with her work in the hot-houses, and Jayne was almost though with Jim for the morning.

They were in the bedroom Jayne was using. Both of them were naked, and Jayne was stretched comfortably out on her back, with a satin pillow under her satiny ass and with Jim sucking and kissing her exquisitely tingling cunt.

They had had quite a lot of sex together since the day before. While their dinner was on the barbecue, Jayne had sent Barbara Jean to the store for some milk, and she had then had her nephew fuck her dog-fashion on the kitchen floor. Jayne had seen to it that Jim got the choicest of the three steaks, and then after dinner he had gone with her to get some ice cream. After he had placed some lovely kisses between her legs, she had given him a blow job that had thrilled them both.

They had rested while looking at television, although in the darkness their hands had found each other's. After bed-time, Jayne had crept into Jim's room, where they'd had a wild little fuck in his bed. In the morning, Jayne had just started cumming from Jim's mouth on her cunt when Barbara Jean came back from the store, still irritated that she had been sent out for the breakfast cereal. Barbara Jean had also complained that Jim seemed perfectly fit to do his part of the chores, but Jayne had sharply told her she was mistaken. Jayne and Jim had been having quite a frolic in Jayne's bed ever since, then, and it was still going on.

"Oh, Jim, you're getting so good at it. You know just how to kiss a girl's cunt. Ah-h-h. Ah-h-h! More tongue now. And more suction. Yes! Make me cum one more time, and then we'll have a really good fuck!"

The knock on the door interrupted them. Jim would have gone right on eating the luscious pink cunt of his aunt, but she quickly got up and hurried to the door. She opened it a crack and peered through it to see her niece, sweaty and red-faced, standing in the hall.

"I'm just about done with it all," the girl said scowling in at her aunt, apparently naked in her room at that late hour of the day. "I just wanted to tell you the sprinklers are still on in the back."

"Oh! Oh!" said her aunt, for Jim had followed behind her, and as Jayne bent over to look out through the door at his sister, he had succeeded in inserting the tip of his hard little cock in Jayne's cunt, and now he was pushing it home.

"Oh! Oh, that's so nice, Barbara Jean!" Jayne exclaimed.

Barbara Jean couldn't see what was going on inside, but now she could see her aunt's bare tit as well as her shoulder, and both tit and shoulder were jiggling. Confused, wondering, Barbara Jean said, "Well, I guess I'll go on to the camp."

"I'll do the… work tomorrow morning," Jayne rather breathlessly said. And then she impulsively added, "Do give me a kiss goodbye, Barbara Jean!"

The girl had pecked her aunt on the lips before. She leaned forward to do it again, but now Jayne clutched hard at Barbara Jean's arm, and when their lips met, it was much more than a peck, for at that very moment Jim was squirting a fine load of jism in his aunt's cunt, and Jayne was responding to this with a lovely orgasm.

Jim was panting and puffing and cumming. Jayne was tilting her hips up for more of his cock and squeezing Barbara Jean's hand against her bare tit. It seemed as if she was cumming at both ends and it was meeting at the middle. Poor Barbara Jean was getting scared, not knowing at all what was going on, but feeling tragically left out of whatever it was.

And it somehow made it all the worse for the girl when her aunt broke the unexpected kiss with a deep sigh, and looked into her troubled eyes with a gaze of rare and radiant beauty. Unaccountably, Barbara Jean started to weep, and turned and ran out of the house to her car. Jayne sighed deeply and turned to confront her grinning nephew.

"Let's fuck some more!" said Jim. "Let's go back to bed and fuck for the rest of the day!"

"Darling, you need to get a little rest."

"I'm rested! I'm rested! Let's fuck!"

"You may not need any rest, but I do. I'm going to take a nice nap. You take a shower and then go see that your sister took care of everything in the hot-houses, dear. No, wait. On second thought, stay with me long enough for me to lick your pretty cock nice and clean."

"Geez, it's all over cunt juice and stuff," Jim said.

"I know, I know," said his aunt. "And I'm somehow in the mood for a taste of that."