Robert Vickers - Peeping aunt

The woman reminded herself these were all veterans of the sexual revolution. These teenagers weren't marching to the same drummer her generation had. They considered sex something to do to spend the time. Maybe they would go to a movie, maybe they'd fuck. It was all the saint to them.

The decline in morals bothered her, but she was beginning to understand how it could happen. Sex wasn't as bad as she'd thought, not if they were all getting good, hard cock to suck on.

But having that ugly fuck stick rammed between her legs and all the way up her twat, that was something else. Her memories of the times she had gotten laid weren't very good. Like a dead body, she'd allowed most of the men to screw her. A corpse getting fucked was the only way she could think of most of it.

But whose fault was that? Wasn't she responsible? Couldn't she had just enjoyed the pure sexual, physical side of it a little more? There didn't have to be a deep emotional commitment. These teenagers proved that. They flitted like sexual butterflies from one partner to the next.

None of them seemed to mind the lack of roots, not as long as they were getting their kicks.

She stopped in the shadow of the house and watched a couple balling. The girl's back was pressed hard against the wall of the house. Her legs were wrapped around the boy's waist and he was pumping into her with all the vigor and vitality that only a teenager could bring to fucking.

The picture in front of her was lewd, obscene and she felt her snatch beginning to grow hotter and hotter as she watched. It was disgusting the way just catching two people making love could get her turned on so much.

The idea of sneaking around peeking into people's bedroom windows sounded so sick to her. Sick it may have been but she enjoyed it immensely. And it had been educational. If she hadn't seen a lot of women sucking on their men's cocks, could she have, done so well with the drunken kid out back?

She doubted it.

The voices of the two pressed hard against the house came to her.

"Deeper, oh sweet Jesus, I want that prick of yours all the way up my cunt!"

"Honey, I'll let you have it so hard, it'll come out your mouth!"

"Good! Then I can suck on it, too! But I want it in me! Oh, that hugs cock of yours is soooo goooood!"

The moans were almost lost amid the sounds of their young bodies smashing together. The woman thought it was enough to knock their teeth loose but neither seemed to mind. Quite the contrary. She watched as a huge cock pulled out of the juicy cunt and then disappeared back into it.

The pussy lips parted pinkly, then clamped down around the length going into the cunt. It all seemed so natural. What could be more normal than a lusty cock being driven with fierceness up a girl's young, clinging cunt?

She really couldn't think of an answer to her own question.

Watching the couple as they both came firmed her resolve. Her cunt felt empty, deprived. She wanted something in it. A cock, perhaps. But the woman noticed something else. The hunger wasn't strictly in her pussy. It was also in her asshole.

That thrilled her.

Watching Sheryle get it up the rear for the first time had given her the idea it might not be such a bad way of fucking. Assfucking could be a lot more fun than the usual ways. Those she thought she knew about and didn't much care for.

But having a man cram his prick all the way up her rectum and then giving her a sexy enema with his cum, now that was something she would certainly love to try!

The only problem was who to ask. All the men were occupied. In one case, two of them were pumping simultaneously into one chick. They'd made a sexy sandwich of her. One was filling her cunt while the other fucked her up the ass.

It looked exciting, exciting enough that she might want to try it. But Lynn only sighed and rubbed up against a tree. Her ass seemed prickly, begging for more than the rough bark of a tree against it. She thought of hairy thighs pressing firmly into her ass as a cock searched for and found her asshole.

Then that cock driving hard up into her bowels. Fucking her, giving her the pleasure she'd never found in other forms of lovemaking.

That was her goal.

Sucking the teenager off had been fun but it had also ended too fast. She knew so little about men and the way they reacted, she wasn't sure if all of them would cum that fast or not. She hoped she'd just gotten an inexperienced kid. Or maybe it was like he said, that alcohol robbed him of his control.

It would be a shame if she could go through his entire party, suck on each and every cock, and exhaust all of them.

She entered the side door and stepped over a couple quietly engaged in eating each other out. She knew then why this form of intercourse was identified by the number 69. The two eating each other out so avidly did resemble a six and a nine wrapped together.

The thought amused her and she didn't know why. Perhaps it was that she was able to observe firsthand what was happening. No window peeping was necessary here. She could walk right up and none of them would ever know the difference or care.

The living room was almost deserted. Withy the back yard, dark and relatively secluded, she could understand why. Most of the kids would be outside trying for a little privacy very little.

About the only ones in the room were Carey and his girlfriend, Joanne. And there was no doubt what they were doing. Lynn could see the boy's ass up in the air waggling around, then sailing forward.

As their bodies collided, each would make a tiny animal grunt. She knew his long cock was fucking directly into the girl's tight cunt. Idly, as if it mattered, she wondered if Joanne's pussy was as small as Carey claimed it was.

She walked over and sat down in a chair, watching them. The way his body moved fascinated her. This was the first time she could remember ever seeing him in a good light while he was fucking. The other times, she'd been spying on him trough the bedroom window.

All of a sudden, the look of rapture on Joanne's face became one of stark terror.

"Oh, my God!" she cried.

Carey brake the rhythm of his fucking. Still looking down into the face of his girlfriend, he asked, "What's wrong, darling? Something I do?"

Joanne's eyes never left Lynn. The woman continued to look back, unblinking. She… was enjoying this. It was interesting seeing the reactions of the two as they were caught.

Carey looked back over his shoulder and blanched. He turned absolutely white and stuttered out, "A-aunt L-lynn! What are you doing back so soon? You're supposed to be at Merilee's all night."

"Oh, I just came back to see what sort of a party you'd be throwing. I'm not stupid. I knew something would be going on behind my back."

At the words "behind my back" she guiltily thought how nice it would be to have her ass fucked. To actually be buggered it was a dream.

"What are you going to do?" The teenager rolled off Joanne and the girl hastily closed her legs, although that couldn't possibly hide the nakedness of her body.

Lynn studied Carey for a moment. His erection was wilting like an unwatered flower. It was a pity. He had such a nice-looking cock when it was stiff.

"I was thinking about joining in," she simply said.

"What?" Both Joanne and Carey said at the same instant.

"I was, uh, watching out back and thought this looked like, well, it looked like fun. More fun than I've had in a long time."

"You want me to find someone for you?" His voice still carried his incredulity. He simply couldn't believe his prudish aunt wanted to join in this orgy. It was so totally unlike her, he suspected some sort of a trap.

"No, I don't want you to go around and find anyone for me."

"What do you want?" he said suspiciously.