Robert Vickers: Peeping aunt

She had the rest of her life to look forward to. And it would be great as long as it contained plenty of cock like her nephew's!

He panted, "Out of it! Gotta cum, just gotta! Got to!"

He arched his back, pulled hard on her shoulders and jammed his prick an extra inch into her yielding body. She felt her pussy lips split wide by the titanic thrust. His cock roared up her cunt like a rocket blasting from earth.

Most of all she felt the fiery tide of his cum as it poured into her tiny cavity.

She was suddenly hot all over, then cold. It was something she hadn't expected. The rapid change produced a long, exquisitely drawn-out climax that seemed to last forever. The cum pouring into her was hot. Her body shivered with cold thrill. The cock in her cunt was hot. The floor under her soft ass was cold. The body pressing down so thinly against her tits was hot. The perspiration drying on her forehead was cool.

The hot-and-cold combination kept up on her sexual high long after Carey's cock deflated and fell from her twat.

When she realized there were people around her, Carey was already sitting up, Joanne's terms around him. Guiltily, she looked at his cock. It was a limp worm dangling between his legs.

It reminded her so much not the penis of the drunken teenager sleeping off the blowjob she'd given him, she had to laugh.

"Corey?" she said, tears running down her face. "I just don't know why everything seems so silly!"

"Reaction," assured Joanne. "I do it all the time. This stud can make a girl really cry when he's finished."

"Crying for more, I hope," the youth said.

Joanne made an elaborate production of reaching over and picking up the limp dong. She wiggled it back and forth, sending a drop or two of cum sailing across the room.

"I could cry for a long time and not get any more from this!"

"How much you want to bet?" he asked.

"What you thinking of?"

"A three-way, you, me and Aunt Lynn. Wouldn't that be a real groove?"

The woman was momentarily taken aback. What was Carey suggesting? That all three of them get it on at the same time? It was a shock to her that she could do half the thing she'd done that evening.

Watching as Sheryle got it up the ass was a thrill, but a thrill like she was used to. Sucking off that dude in the back yard was something different, something she didn't normally do. It'd gotten her hotter than she'd have thought possible.

But it was coming in and watching her nephew fucking Joanne that had really lighted her fire. She found herself wanting him so badly she would have done anything to get his cock.

No matter that it was incest, that he was her own flesh and blood. All she cared about was the fact that she needed his cock. The trigger for her long-suppressed desires had been found and it was her nephew who was able to bring those lusts out into the open.

"Are you serious?" Lynn managed to say. The way these teenagers acted, she couldn't be sure what they really intended doing. It was barely possible they were kidding her, laughing at her naivete in sexual matters.

They weren't.

"Sure, Aunt Lynn. I don't do it very much, but a three-way love fest is a real blast. It's amazing how much more you can get out of sex when there are three of you working at it."

She looked at her nephew, astounded. She could barely believe her ears. The boy was telling her that he wanted her to join him and Joanne as they made love.

Never!

The very thought was so perverted she could barely stand to consider it.

Then she remembered spying an the threesome in the back yard. The two guys had caught up the chick between them. One fucked her up the cunt while the other drilled hard into her ass. She hadn't seemed to mind at all. Quite the opposite, in fact.

The look on her face was anything but disgust.

Lynn considered the bizarre offer. She wanted more of Carey's prick, but she didn't know if she was willing to do this horrible thing for it. And Joanne… this was a lovely girl.

She knew that so well!

The girl's mouth all over her cunt had set off depth charges of desire in her body. She really should try and return the favor and eat the girl out. After all, hadn't she promised?

"Oh, look, Aunt Lynn," Joanne said, "it's not like you think. You're too hung up on what's proper and what's traditional. Hell, fucking in the missionary position gets boring. Honest!"

"That?" she said, incredulous. "I… I don't really think it ever could. Not with Carey!"

"Thanks for the compliment, but Joanne is right. It does get boring after a while. And a few variants like letting the chick get on top and fuck herself, well, those are only variants. No real change from the man on top screwing."

"He's right," the girl continued. "So we eat each other. That's a real turn on for me especially. And I just love it when he fucks me up the ass!" The way she said the words told of past pleasures and even more lurking in the future.

Those sentiments triggered Lynn's memory of how Sheryle had gotten off on the butt-fucking. She hadn't been the least bit upset over the act. In fact, she was the one suggesting it.

Lynn had to rearrange her thoughts. She had lived too long in a fantasy world where men fucked women and they did it only in the missionary position.

Women never could tell their man what they wanted, what they desired.

Sheryle hadn't been the least bit hesitant about telling her friend what she wanted. And it had been the first time for her, too.

Remembering the satisfied look radiating from the lovely blonde's face was almost enough to convince Lynn. Almost.

What started working on her body was the memory of a cock in her mouth and the itchy feeling she'd gotten up her ass when she watched Sheryle being buggered.

If she went along with everything Carey and Joanne were suggesting, she could take can of all her wants at the same time. Her mouth could be filled with pussy instead of cock. That would certainly repay Joanne for her cunnilingual treat earlier when Carey had lost his erection. She would no longer feel a debt to the young girl.

And even more, to have Carey up her asshole would be just about the kinkiest, most depraved act she could commit.

She loved the thought of it, and at the same time it horrified her.

Not only was this incest, it was buggery. How she could possibly think such a thing could happen was beyond her. But… but she kept coming back to the hollowness between her legs. Carey had given her one hell of a fine fucking. She couldn't deny that. But the emptiness was returning with greater than usual speed.

As she watched others fucking, she usually masturbated. When she got off, that would suit her needs for a day or two or even a week. Now that Carey had really lit her fires, she found herself needing more cock just to keep satisfied.

And that wasn't all. The emptiness was spreading into her virgin asshole. Never had a man's prick invaded that territory. Sheryle had dug it. Would she get off on it half as much? Would it be even better, knowing it was her nephew doing the butt-fucking?

Lynn was confused.

She could satisfy all sorts of sexual needs by agreeing with the two teenagers. She could give Joanne back the tongue-lashing she'd been given. Catty's cock would be hers again and up her back passage.

But a threesome. Love was something two people did with the light turned out so no one could see. Sex was something dirty. She ought to know.

Hadn't she peered into enough windows and watched enough couples screwing? Never had she seen three people fucking at the same time. It was unnatural.

"No," she flatly said. "I won't do it. It's not proper."

"Oh?" Carey said, arching an eyebrow. "Is it a sin?"

"Of course not. Well, maybe. Oh, I don't know. You know I'm not that religious a person."