Randy Jackson - Up agains the wall,teach

After class, Cindy was supposed to meet her sister, Elizabeth, at a neighborhood bar for a couple of drinks. When she got there, Elizabeth was already waiting in a small, darkened corner booth.

" Hey, Liz!"

" Why are you way over here in this tight little corner? Cindy asked her sister.

" I guess I just wanted a warm little corner where we could talk, just like when we were little girls."

Liz smiled warmly at her younger sister. " Let' s just have a couple of drinks first. We can get food later when Marty shows up," Liz said. She had apparently had a couple of drinks already.

" Oh, uh, Marty' s coming?" Cindy asked. She had not seen her nephew since the wild, tit- fucking session in her tub.

Nearly an hour went by before Marty showed up. Liz, who had already had two drinks before Cindy had appeared, drank another three drinks in that hour. Cindy, fearing the encounter with her nephew, had five drinks of her own.

By the time the teenager showed up both women were well on their way to being drunk. " There' s my gorgeous hunk of son!" Liz groaned loudly as the attractive blond boy strolled in the door.

" Does this good- looking young man belong to you ladies?" the hostess asked as she escorted Marty to the booth.

" Hi, Mom, er, hello, Aunt Cindy."

Marty blushed and looked down when he saw his aunt.

" Would you like to move to a smaller table? I don' t think you can all fit in here," the hostess asked.

" No, we can all cram in here," Liz said. " We' re a close- knit family."

Both Cindy and Marty looked down sheepishly.

" Come sit between the two women in your life, sweetheart."

As the youth climbed over his mother, the leg of his shorts rode up his creamy thigh and the round, fat head of Marty' s cock lolled out for a moment. Cindy looked at it hungrily. The barrage of drinks had gotten rid of her discomfort but increased her horniness.

Marty shoved his small ass between his mother and aunt. As the boy fit snugly against her thigh, Cindy became flushed with excitement. The last time their bodies had been close Marty had been spewing cum all over his aunt' s face.

" How are you doing, honey?" Liz asked. " Oh, I' m fine, I guess, but I' m starving!" The boy continued to squirm, trying to fit into the meager space between the sisters. Cindy smashed up as close to the wall as she could, but she was still nearly sitting on the boy' s lap.

" Well, let' s get you a drink first. I think you' re old enough. You' re a big boy!"

She slid her drink in front of her son. " Geez, Mom, you know they might kick us out of here for that," Marty said, embarrassed, but also a little excited. He had never been allowed to have a drink before.

Maybe drinking a lot wasn' t that bad after all, he thought. First his drunken aunt had given him the best sexual experience in his life, and now his mom was about to let him drink like an adult.

" Don' t worry about it, darling. If they come by, just push it a little closer to me. I' ve been drinking so much already, they probably think I' m a two- fisted drinker!"

She laughed at her little attempt at humor and motioned to the waitress for another round of drinks.

Nearly an hour went by before they ordered. Meanwhile, all three had three more drinks. Cindy and Liz were feeling no pain, and Marty was so giggly from the first buzz of his life that he could barely sit up straight.

Cindy had been watching Marty closely for some time. She would occasionally dart a glance down to his shorts in hopes of seeing his cock.

She noticed the thick outline as the prick stuck down his left leg, the side closest to her, until it reached the very end of his silky shorts. The large, apple- like cock- head pushed hard against the material at the very end of the shorts, and now and then, as he moved one way or another, she could catch a glimpse of about a quarter of the prick- head as it slipped out of the shorts.

Liz laughed loudly at some joke and slapped her hand on the smooth skin of her son' s thigh. She left it there. Cindy noticed that she would run her hand warmly up and down his upper leg as she talked.

Cindy also noticed that the rubbing seemed to be turning her young nephew on. He blushed as his mom lightly massaged his right thigh. But more importantly, his youthful prick began to swell.

Cindy, of course, was watching the entire scene with interest. She saw the thickness of the boy' s bulge increase, and noticed that the silky shorts had begun to tent out slightly. The head of the boy' s cock began to emerge from the leg of his shorts.

Cindy drooled as she looked down and saw Marty' s cock- head slowly push out. As his mom continued to rub his right leg, his giant cock continued to swell and elongate down his leg. Cindy was amazed to look down and see the entire head of her nephew' s cock.

Both Marty and his mom were oblivious to the situation. Marty was enjoying his first drunk too much to notice that a small portion of his magnificent prick had slipped out of his loose- fitting, silky shorts.

Liz had a bad angle to notice anything and was too drunk to care anyway.

Meanwhile, Cindy had become too horny to control herself. It had been a full week since she had had sex, and the sight of her drunken nephew' s cock was too much.

" The onion soup here is the best. They smother it with melted cheese," Cindy said. She placed her small hand on Marty' s left thigh.

Marty remained oblivious to the entire situation. He was laughing and telling stories about friends at school, totally enjoying his first experience with alcohol.

Cindy began to lightly tickle the fine, blond hairs above his knee and up his leg. With each little tickle, his massive cock would give a little jerk and more of it would push out of his shorts.

Cindy couldn' t take her eyes off of the giant prick. Nearly three inches stuck out of the shorts, the skin of the shaft becoming tight, the head getting redder.

Marty must have become slightly uncomfortable with the pressure, because he ground his hips back and forth trying to find more room to sit.

Cindy had begun running her hand up his leg. Finally Cindy' s hand gently brushed against the huge head of Marty' s cock. As if in response, it jerked dramatically and the thick tube of his cock pulsed and elongated. Nearly half of Marty' s eight- inch cock was exposed.

Liz was now looking at her son, the alcohol distorting her emotions so that motherly love began to turn into sexual heat. In her son, Liz saw a young, innocently good- looking version of her exhusband. Liz always remembered the great sex her well- endowed husband had given her.

As Marty and Liz gazed hotly into each other' s eyes, Cindy began to gently tease the boy' s cock with her long nails. She lightly squeezed the sensitive skin directly below and behind the cock- head.

Marty' s prick had now grown to noticeable proportions, rising nearly six inches out of the leg of his shorts. Cindy, out of control, grabbed roughly onto the thick cock- shaft and began to jerk it dramatically.

Marty nearly jumped out of the booth as he looked down and saw his aunt gripping his fully hard cock.

" Goddamn it!" he shouted in surprise as he found himself in the most compromising position of his life.

As if on cue the waitress appeared with their soup. The waitress couldn' t see what was going on under the table, but Liz, noticing her son' s reaction, looked down and nearly went into shock.

As the hot soup was shoved in front of her, Cindy looked apologetically at her older sister. Liz was staring at Cindy' s hand still, tightly wrapped around Marty' s massive cock.

The waitress left quickly and Marty, his eyes still large with surprise asked: " Aunt Cindy, wh- what are you doing?"