Kevin Sellers: This family does it

"Oh, I am." Will chuckled, not at all fazed. "But I thought maybe you'd show me a few things too. That'd be more fun than looking at some old stars, wouldn't it?"

He reached for her again, but Sharon stepped back defiantly. "Oh, no you don't! Now listen, Will. What happened this morning was… well, let's call it an accident. And it isn't ever going to happen again, so don't get the wrong idea. Besides – you're my nephew!"

"So what?" Will's handsome young face scrunched up with lust in the moonlight, obviously not put off by her argument. "That makes it okay, doesn't it? I mean, since we're related and all, that makes it kind of like… you know, just practicing. It isn't the real thing since you're my aunt, is it?"

His youthful logic made her smile in spite of herself. "Well, if it isn't the real thing it's certainly close enough to fool me! And I don't intend to be fooled again, young man! Now, are you going to show me your telescope, or not?"

Even through the darkness she could see Will's unhappy expression. "Yeah, sure. But you don't know what you're missing."

"Oh yes I do," she countered, almost feeling sorry for the boy as she noticed the stiff tent that had grown in his jeans. "I know exactly what I'm missing, and that's why I intend to keep my distance."

His crotch was bulging so much she could even see it in the dark, and Sharon couldn't ignore the tickling itch that rippled through her cunt at the vivid memory of his stiff, throbbing young prick.

The telescope stood on a tripod in the back yard, and as he motioned her to it she could see that his cock was straining painfully, trying to get out.

"Well, here it is Aunt Sharon. Go ahead and take a look. It's dark enough now, you ought to be able to see something."

He didn't seem to know that she already had. Only too aware of the nearness of that hard, pulsing cock, she leaned to the eyepiece of the telescope and tried to concentrate on the stars instead.

"I don't see anything," she said after a moment, her voice a bit huskier than she intended. "Are you sure this thing works?"

"Yeah, it works all right." He shifted behind her, pleased at showing off his expertise and eager for the chance to get nearer. "You just have to focus it on something, that's all. Here, like this."

Grinning in the darkness, Will moved forward. His arms went around her, and Sharon felt the hardness of his denim-sheathed cock pressing against her ass.

Just the feel of that vibrant, stiff cock had her pussy seething all over again with juicy excitement, and as he guided the telescope in a different direction she couldn't keep a tremor of delight out of her voice.

"Are… are you sure you know what you're doing? Maybe we should do this some other time… when the light's a little better."

"Nah, it needs to be dark."

He shifted the telescope, not really caring where it pointed. All his attention was now centered on the taut presence of his aunt's ass pushing against his cock, making it soar up stiffer than ever. He could sense her response, though she tried to hide it. This afternoon's experience was still fresh in both their minds, and no amount of pretending could deny that. His inched closer.

"Is that any better, Aunt Sharon?"

Sharon's resistance was slipping away fast as the boy's cock pressed against her, pushing its rock hard bulge between her asscheeks and nestling there. A small gasp rose from her lips and she undulated slightly against that probing prick, wiggling to feel it better.

"I… I still can't see anything," she said, trying weakly to keep her composure. "And… and it might help if you weren't quite so close."

"You want to see how it works, don't you? Here, I'll show you. Move a little this way." His hands slipped up to her shoulders, as if innocently guiding her in the right direction.

She shivered, feeling the heat of his palms through her light summer dress. "This isn't helping, Will. Maybe we'd better just forget…"

His hands slid down then, abruptly pushing their way under the vee neck of the dress and cupping her heavy, dangling tits. Instantly her nipples spiked out against his palms, and he began to knead.

"Please – I don't think we should be. Hhhhhh…"

She wilted against that probing cock as Will continued his tit-massage, forcing the shoulders of her dress down until both her milky tits sprang free. In his hands her nipples popped erect and tingling in his sweaty palms, and she let out a hoarse, pleading little groan.

"Don't… ohhh, oh God, that's – stop it Will, stop!"

Instead of obeying, he pushed his cock even harder against her ass. His fingers darted over her tits, tweaking and fondling and working the nipples into peaks of urgent stiffness as she melted in a gush of flooding cunt juice.

"Oh man, that feels good!"

His voice was a soft groan as he give her big dangling tits an extra squeeze, then slid his hands down to her hips and along her thighs, grasping at the material of her dress with obvious determination.

"But I know what feels even better, Aunt Sharon. And I'll bet you do too, remember? And if you don't, I'll bet that hot pussy of yours does…"

The dress was being pulled upward, and she gave a gasping moan. "No – oh please…"

But Will had no intention of stopping now. If anything, her little wail urged him on.

Almost before she knew it Sharon's dress was bunched up at her waist, and her panties were inching over the firm, taut globes of her ass.

"This… this isn't right, Will! What if someone sees us? I can just imagine what Ted would think? And your mother! Oh baby, don't…"

Her plea rose to a whimpering purr as the material pulled stickily away from her cunt, then fell down onto the grassy lawn.

Now Sharon's ass was totally bared to the teenager, her greased thighs spread apart and her sopping pussy slash flaring open in invitation. One of his hands slipped down, fingers sliding along the trench of her ass and probing into her furred cunt mouth, testing its wetness. She let out a long throaty groan.

Dimly she heard the slither of Will's zipper, and he chuckled. "Don't worry, Aunt Sharon. I'm gonna make you feel better real fast, just like I did this afternoon. What you need is another taste of my cock. That's what you're hungry for, isn't it? Hell, this is just dessert!"

His voice was gleeful and assured as his cock swung up behind her, its inflamed head snaking along the crevice of her ass as if sniffing out the betraying scent of her heated cunt.

And despite it all, despite all her pleas to the contrary, Sharon knew this was what she wanted, too. She wanted to feel a hard cock slamming up her pussy, reaming her out and fucking into her furiously. She wanted a man's big hard prick throbbing up inside her cunthole, plunging in and out and flooding her with hot, steamy cock-juice. She wanted to fuck.

She wanted Ted to fuck her, and once again Ted wasn't here.

Instead, she had his nephew.

"Yes," she panted, writhing in a juicy torrent of need. "Yes damn you, get it in me! This is what you're after, so get it over with! Fuck me! Fuck me!"

In a mixture of defeat and urgency she undulated back, splaying her taut little cunt mouth for him with a creaming surge of guilty hunger.

Will chuckled, softly, delighted by her reaction. "Shit, you're really aching for some cock, aren't you? How's this, Aunt Sharon? How about a little nibble, just to whet your appetite?"

With those words he slipped the swollen head of his cock between those tight, greased pussylips, feeling them close over it in a moist, hot vise.

"Ahhhhh…"

Sharon groaned, unable to keep up even the merest pretense as her nephew's big bloated cocktip slid into her.

"How's it feel?" he said triumphantly, letting his prickhead lodge at the entrance of her hot clutching pussy. "You sure like your share of cock teasing – how does it feel to get teased a little yourself? I'll bet you'd like more, wouldn't you? Tell me, Aunt Sharon. You want some more of this?"