Donna Allen - The family lay

Angie collapsed under him. For a shocking moment she suddenly imagined it was her son mounting her from behind with his cock in her ass. I'm wicked! she thought. Then she smiled, squeezed her asshole around her husband's cock, and closed her eyes.

Marie Bell knew a horny teenager when she saw one. For the first, time in weeks she was alone with her nephew Jerry, and the tall and beautiful brunette was aware of the boy's ogling eyes. Since her divorce two years before, Marie's sex-life had been meager. She was leery about letting herself get into the clutches of another man. She restricted herself to casual fucking, one-night stands without any complications. Truck drivers, gas station attendants, and even the mailman. The fucking was usually low-grade, but it was better than nothing. Now here she had her nephew, young and bursting with vitality, and just the thought of his hard young cock throbbing in his shorts was enough to make her cream her panties. My nephew, she thought, my sister's son. She knew incest was a sin, but she didn't care. The idea of fucking the boy tilled her mind and made her blood race.

Did he like older women? Some boys did. She was older, but not that much. No older than his mother. Boys his age were often turned on by their mothers. Angie was certainly something to look at, with her big knockers and curvy ass. Did he jerk off thinking about his mother? Marie pictured Jerry stroking his rigid cock and almost came in her pants. She wanted him.

They were in the living room, seated side by side on the sofa and watching a silly TV show. She realized that nothing would happen unless she took the initiative. Slipping her arm around his shoulders, she spoke to him in a sultry voice.

"You're growing up fast, Jerry."

He chuckled and nodded, his eyes on the TV screen. "That's right, Aunt Marie."

"You're almost a man. Can I ask you a special question?"

"Sure, whatever you want."

"What's going on these days? Are boys your age usually virgins?"

His eyes left the screen now and he looked at her uncertainly. "Yeah, I guess so. Some are."

"And what about you?"

"Well…"

"You don't have to answer," Marie smiled. "I don't want to embarrass you."

"Hell," he protested, "I'm not a little kid, Aunt Marie. I haven't been a virgin for three years!"

"Then you're more experienced than I thought."

"I guess so."

She kissed him. He was surprised at first, but she held him tightly and soon he melted into the kiss. She explored his mouth with her tongue. How sweet he tasted! Unable to resist the urge, she slipped her hand to his crotch and trailed her fingers over the bulge of his hard cock.

"Maybe we shouldn't be doing this," she purred. "Maybe I'm too old for you. But some boys like older women, don't they? Do you think I'm sexy, Jerry?"

"Jesus, yes!" he groaned.

She rose up leaving the sofa to stand before him. She was beyond caring about consequences now.

"I think you and I are going to have a little party, aren't we, Jerry?"

His face flushed, he gazed at the swell of her tits. "Whatever you want, Aunt Marie."

She found it exciting to be in control. He belonged to her now. She could do whatever she wanted with him. Thinking about all the possibilities made her giddy with lust.

She slowly unbuttoned her blouse all the way to her waist. She pulled her shoulders back until the thin material of the blouse tightly molded her tits. She was not wearing a bra and a slight movement of her shoulders uncovered her thickly spiked nipples.

"Do you like these?" she teased him. She adored the passion in his boyish eyes. Men had always been turned on by her boobs. Her tits were big, but they still had their shape. Her fingertips danced over the globes of her tits, and then she gently pinched each hard nipple between a thumb and forefinger.

She moved closer to him, slipping her blouse off as she eyed his crotch. Have patience, she thought, you'll have that sweet cock of his soon enough!

"Do you like my tits, Jerry?"

"Jesus, Aunt Marie, maybe we shouldn't do this!" he breathed.

She replied by leaning forward to push her tits against his face. When he opened his mouth to groan, she pressed a fat titty between his lips.

"Suck my titty, honey! Give it a good suck!" She quivered with pleasure at the feel of his hips and tongue on her swollen nipple. When she was aroused like this, her tits were excruciatingly sensitive. She could feel the juice gushing out of her cunt to wet her panties. The boy had a wonderful mouth. He no longer objected now. He worked hungrily on her titflesh, sucking and licking and chewing until she had to pull her nipple out of his mouth and give him the other one. She held her tit with both hands and fed it to him.

"That's the way, honey. You like sucking on them, don't you? It's good for me too. It turns me on to see your mouth filled with my tit."

Her nipples were raw when she finally pulled her tits away from his voracious mouth. Now she had a desperate need to get her hands on his cock. Pulling him to his feet, she sat down on the sofa in front of him. She pushed his hands away when he tried to grab her tits again. Fumbling with his belt buckle, she finally opened it and loosened his pants.

"Get them down!" she hissed.

She helped him pull his pants and jockey shorts down to his knees. His cock sprang out like a truncheons pink and hard and oozing juice at its tip. Snaking one hand around his waist to cup and squeeze the muscular cheeks of his ass, she curled the other hand around his cock and visibly quivered with lust. His lovely young prick throbbed deliciously under her fingers. She gently stroked his cockshaft, enjoying the way he trembled at her touch. Pulling his foreskin all the way down, she completely exposed his gorgeous wet knob.

"It's a lovely cock!" she crooned. "You keep it busy, don't you, darling?"

"I guess so," the boy croaked. He still couldn't accept the reality of what was happening. The feel of his aunt's fingers fondling and probing his cock and balls drove him wild. He was fascinated by her big tits. They were the same size as his mother's tits. They hung like huge melons on her chest, jiggling and bouncing each time she moved, her long thick nipples still wet with his saliva. He licked his lips as he recalled the taste and feel of her creamy tits in his mouth.

She had both hands on his cock now, her left hand rolling his balls and her right hand slowly pumping his cockshaft.

"Jesus!" he moaned.

"It's all right honey. You can come if you want to. Don't hold back."

As she closed her hand more tightly around his cockshaft and pumped it faster. She wanted him to come. She wanted the pleasure of watching his hot boyish jism gush out of his swollen cockhead like lava out of a volcano.

Jerry shuddered and groaned, his eyes closed, his chest heaving. A gurgling sound came out of his throat and suddenly his cock began squirting a geyser of jism. Marie hissed with delight, her hand flying up and down like a machine as she pumped the ropey hot cum out of his balls.

"That's it, honey! Give it to me! Oh, look how much of it there is! It's like a fountain! It feels so good on my tits! Keep squirting, baby! Give me all of it!"

She drained his young nuts, milking his prick until the last dregs of his cum oozed out of the slit in his cockhead and onto her fingers.

"Nice?"

"Oh, Jesus, Aunt Marie!"

"You're not quitting on me, are you? Let's go upstairs."

The boy meekly followed her upstairs to her bedroom. She dropped her skirt, briefly cupped her tits in her hands, and stretched out on the bed with her knees raised and apart.

"Take off my panties," she said.

He came forward to do her bidding. She raised her hips slightly as he grasped her panties with his hands. He pulled them down and out from underneath her ass. He drew them along her thighs and a moment later slipped them off her legs.