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CHAPTER TWO

It was three hours earlier in Plymouth, New Jersey, and Jayne Bowers had already taken care of the chores at her brother's carnation farm and was looking forward to a day of vacation good times. Her niece, Barbara Jean, had grudgingly helped her tend to the plants in the hot-houses. Her nephew, Jim, had stayed in the house with his nose in a book, declaring he felt too sick to his stomach to join in the morning's work that day. Barbara Jean, her hair in braids, her eighteen-year-old body clad in sweat shirt and jeans, rode off to help out at the YWCA camp.

Jayne was a good-looking woman who like to have fun when her workload permitted. Her very stunningly curvaceous body was below average height, her buttocks were very saucily rounded, and her tits were set high on her chest and stuck out in a very forthright fashion. She had an uptilted nose and very wide, sensual lips which were usually smiling. Her skin was alabaster white, and this made her wavy black hair look even more glossy. At thirty-five years of age, she was in terrific shape, and itching for East Coast action. She didn't much like the red-neck Oregonian men, and so almost all the considerable sex she got back home was with the promiscuously bisexual Dottie. Now, with some time on her hands, she was sure she could find something more interesting than either of those around Plymouth, New Jersey.

She showered and perfumed and primped, gave her cunt a good massaging, and put on a flashy little red dress over a garter belt, black hose, and high heels. She had her brother's station wagon to use, a step up from the pickup truck she drove in Oregon. Humming a happy tune, she went in to say goodbye to her nephew.

Jim was still in bed with his book. He looked up at his smiling aunt through his glasses, and reported that his stomach still didn't feel good at all. Jayne said, "All you need is to be up and out and doing something, like your sister."

He sneered and said, "Who wants to look after a bunch of dumb kids?"

"Barbara Jean is performing a very good public service. At least she's out doing something. You know, Jim, experiencing things is better by far than just reading about them. You ought to put that book away and get up and go out and buy a model airplane and fly it."

"My belly hurts too much," he said, and returned to his book.

Jayne wouldn't put up with that nonsense if she were his mother. But she was only his aunt. Bag in hand, she stopped at the front door to muse for a second. Then she returned to the guest room and took from her suitcase one of the explicitly lurid sex novelettes which she favored for reading during the long rainy winter months in Oregon. She paused at Jim's door and tossed it onto his bed, saying, "You might try this for a little light reading when you're done with the one you're reading now." She was a woman who believed in carrying a spare at all times, and if she didn't find that action she was looking for in Plymouth, she might be able to relieve her frustrations with a little game of slap and tickle with her handsome nephew, who would surely be horny as hell by the time she returned.

Jayne managed to meet several handsome and clearly lustful men, all of whom spoke with highly obnoxious Jersey accents. She picked up a hippie girl hitch-hiking, and though the girl was quite willing to park with Jayne in a secluded spot, her unwashed condition was simply intolerable to the lady from Oregon. In the middle of the afternoon, Jayne drove back to her brother's house in a high state of irritation, since each of her abortive encounters had added to the horny cravings for action she'd had when she'd left the house hours before.

Barbara Jean's car wasn't parked by the house. Jim was probably alone, frantically beating his meat. With her nearly bare tits and buttocks bouncing, Jayne went straight to his room, putting on a sweet smile just as she got to his closed door.

She opened the door and barged right in. He yanked up the covers and blinked at her through his steamed up glasses. His room smelled so much like sex that Jayne's nipples stiffened further and her cunt throbbed more strongly as she sauntered in and stopped at the side of his bed.

"Geez, don't people knock on doors out in Oregon?" he said in a quaking voice.

"Did you read that book I left with you?"

He shook his head quickly. "I finished the one about planes and started on one about solar energy. I'll read your book later and bring it back to you. I'm gonna take a nap now."

"How's your stomach ache?"

"It's gettin' better," he said, a faint grin trembling about his lips, body squirming softly under the covers.

Jayne bent and quickly swept the covers down over the foot of his bed. Her nephew vainly grabbed for them and for his pajama bottoms, down around his knees. The little trap Jayne had laid for him couldn't have worked out better, since her dirty book was lying open beside him on the sheet, and his youthfully appealing cock was sticking up stiff and hard.

"Jim! What is the meaning of this?"

"I wasn't doing anything! It wasn't my fault! I don't know how the book got under the covers! I was asleep when you came in!" he said in a rush, still trying to cover his fine hard-on with his hands and his pajamas.

Jayne's legs felt weak, and so it was a double pleasure to subside on the bed with her nephew. She smiled and arched an eyebrow, saying, "Jim, don't lie to me."

"I'm not! Honest! May God strike me blind if I lied!"

"If you don't uncurl and lie flat on your back on this bed, I'll not only strike you blind, I'll call your parents and tell them exactly what you were doing when I surprised you!"

He did as she said. His mouth was trembling and he looked close to tears, but he slowly straightened out on the bed with his fists at his sides and his cock sticking up from his brown-haired loins like a very good sized finger pointing the way to heaven.

Jayne reached over and unbuttoned the top of his pajamas. His stomach was visibly palpitating as she put her soft hand on him, brushing the tips of her fingers over the uppermost fringes of his sparse pubic hair. "Does your stomach still hurt very badly?"

He blinked up at her several times before nodding. "Maybe I better get up, and go to the bathroom."

Jayne peeled his pajama bottoms down over his legs. He was almost sobbing in his embarrassment, though it wasn't enough to keep his hard cock from going soft. She massaged his legs, lifting them, manipulating them as if she was a masseuse, and then squeezing and fondling his naked thighs as he laid there looking with great alarm at her smiling face.

"Did you like the things you read about in my book?"

He hesitated before nodding. He looked down at his stiff standing cock and said, "It got me… excited!"

"So you just had to jerk off a little. Do you play with yourself a lot, Jim?"

He nodded. "Sometimes I just can't help doin' it!"

Jayne took her nephew's very hot cock in one hand and his tight sac of balls in the other. She squeezed them and fondled and caressed them, then bent down over his loins and took his cock into her mouth to give it a warm sucking. Straightening up, she brushed back her hair and said, "That's what you get for not lying to me."

The teen was too stunned to speak. She put her hands on her tits and squeezed them together, massaged them warmly, and said, "Jim, would you like to play with my tits?"

"Yes! Sure! Can I?"

"That's right. Always tell me the truth," she said, and helped him sit up, and placed his thrillingly eager hands on her tits and watched him while he excitedly played with her tits.

"Would you like me to take my dress off so you can play with my tits while they're naked?"

"I sure would, and that's no lie!"

She leaned forward, cupped his balls in her hand and gave him a kiss. It was a real, mature kiss, complete with deep tonguing and warmly suctioning lips, and it left him all starry-eyed when she drew her smiling lips back from his. His eyes widened further when she took her dress off over her head. Her tits were very round and full and pointed. Their undersides were perfect globes, perfectly white. Their upper slopes were plump and full, and she artificially increased theft fullness by warmly massaging them in her hands. Her aureoles were generously large, her nipples thrillingly stiff, and all of that part of her tits was as pink as Jim's tongue as he nervously licked his lips.

She guided his hands to her tits, and this was even more rewarding now without her dress on. She sighed as she watched his hot hands at work on them, while with her hands she deeply massaged her warmly glowing hips. Her nephew was doing just fine. Her only regret was that she'd wasted time in the station wagon that morning, but that could be made up for quite easily now.

"Would you like to kiss your Aunt Jayne's tits, Jim?"

"Yeah! I sure would!"

"That's right. Mmm. Lovely warm mouth you have, darling," she said, as he fumbled and slobbered hot, eager kisses all over the big pair of tits that she'd given him.

"Suck on them, darling. Do it right, and you'll get a lovely reward. Suck on those nice stiff nipples just like I showed you how to suck on my tongue. Ooo, yes. Mmm, that feels ever so good. You're getting me all excited, just like that book got you all horny and hot. Darling, I can feel it all over. Mmm, yes-s-s, I'm going to have to give you a nice reward for this."

Jayne had difficulty in pushing her nephew back from her tits. His glasses were all askew and he was reaching for more of her tits with his hands and his mouth. But she firmly pushed him back, then drew down his foreskin, stretching it tight, and sucked in the knob of his cock once again.

"Aunt Jayne! Oh! Oh! Oh, Aunt Jayne!" he exclaimed, jerking and twitching about on the bed.

She held him firm and sucked him off till he was right on the verge of cumming. She could taste his rich seminal goodness flowing close to the point of explosion when she backed off and smiled at him again, asking, "Did that feel good, Jim?"

"I never felt anything so good in my life!"

"Very good, dear. And for being so truthful, you can give me a nice little sucking now."

He drew back a bit as she put both her legs up on the bed with him, and he glanced up at her very doubtfully when she parted her legs to display the dark patch of tight curly hair between her legs, now pushed outward by her swollen cuntlips, bright pink and pearly with dew. He would have backed off still farther, but she once again cupped the nape of his neck, and this time drew his head down between her legs.

"Mmf! Wait a mm… Mmf!"

She let him up, but not before she was sure he'd gotten a good taste of cunt. "Did you like that?" she said.

He squinched up his face and shook his head.

"Fibber," she said, and pecked his cunty lips. "I know you're a man, and I know all men like eating cunt. They like fucking, too. Would you like to fuck me, Jim?"

"Yeah! But you'd have to show me how."

"Perhaps I will. But first we've got to break you of that bad habit of lying. I'll ask you again. Did you like kissing my cunt?"

He sighed and said, "Yeah. It was okay, I guess." She kissed him again, much more warmly, first on the lips and then on the cock. She sucked it on into her mouth, every bit of it, and then as he writhed and thrashed on his bed, she parted her legs and laid down on her side and drew his face up against her cunt.

He was going quite crazy in bed. His kisses weren't nearly as effective as hers, not even when she reached down and took off his glasses and tossed them aside. His clumsy kisses were doing a lovely job in building up Jayne's excitement to a point where it would take a great deal of sex to cool her off. Her sucking mouth, on the other hand, quickly and efficiently brought her nephew on to a ripping climax.

"Oh-h-h-h! Oh,aunt Jayne! It hurts! It feels so good it hurts!" he reported, almost twisting off the bed in the throes of his cataclysmic ejaculations, making her have to push his head back between her legs.

"Mmf! Mmf! Mm-m-m-m-mf!" he said, from deep between the strongly scented hollows of her groins, his cries muffled by wet pubic hair and squirming cunt.

She held him down with her weight on him, with her cunt on his face and her tits on his belly, and with her mouth on his cock, sucking every drop of his sweet jism from out of his jerking and spasming nuts.

When she had emptied his nuts, she still didn't let him up. She still went on sucking his cock, softly and sweetly now, while he lay underneath her, sighing deeply, with his lips and his nose still touching her curly wet cunt hair. She kept up with her expert sucking until she felt the beginnings of the return of his youthful energies, and then she sat up and leaned back against the head of the bed.

"Now you know how to play sixty-nine. Would you like to learn some more fun and games with me?"

His head was still between her legs but, lying on his back, it was the top of his head that was touching her cunt. Now, as he rolled over to express his eagerness to learn and do more with his aunt, he was confronted by her cunt, widely open, pink-lipped, wet as could be with the perfume he'd already tasted.

"I'm not quite wet enough for you to fuck me yet," said Jayne, a blatant lie. "It's up to you to make me that way. Will you help your old auntie? Good! Get that pillow and put it under my fanny, so I can sit nice and high. That's right. Now see here? Right at the top of my cunt? That's my clitoris, Jim, my love bump, the spot that every woman loves to have her man suck on. If you're going to be my man, if you're going to learn how to fuck, you'll have to give me a real nice, real long sucking right there. Will that be too much of a chore for you? D'you think you can do it right?"

He didn't say a word. He just hunkered forward and circled her clit with his lips and started sucking, using his tongue without being told, letting Jayne sigh and lie back and begin to enjoy her vacation. In no time at all she'd taken her nephew over the hurdle of participation in oral sex, and now it was simply a matter of seeing to it that he lasted through the rest of her vacation.

"Yes, darling, suck it and lick it both at the same time. Oh, what a man I'm going to make out of you! Ah-h-h-h, you'll know how to get in the pants of any woman when I'm through with you. I bet your cock's just as hard as it was before, and I bet you're just dying for more of your auntie's sweet cuntjuice. Take all you want of it, darling. Lick my hot cunt from one end to the other – yes! – and then suck my clitty till I just have to cum and cum!" Jayne said.

"Yes!" she exclaimed, as it started happening, as the orgasmic upheaval began tossing her body in every direction, but still she remained with her ass on the pillow as her tits shook and her legs flailed and her lovely features contorted into a mask of lust, and her fingers gripped deep in her nephew's hair.

"Suck me good, eat me good! Oh, how I love your hot mouth on my red hot cunt! Ur-r-r-r-rgh! I'm gonna smother you in cunt! I'm gonna fuck you silly! Aar-r-r-rgh! Again! Again! Suck it and tongue it and… Yes! Yes! And fuck me, right now!"

Jayne scooted down oh the bed, dragging the pillow under her ass along with her. Jim lunged up to meet her advance with his thrusting, dripping cock. She barely had time to guide it into her hole, and she squealed with delight as it entered her, and at once was thrusting and jabbing with her hips to set the tempo for her nephew to follow.

A new kind of orgasm, deep in her guts, took hold of her body and shook it with ripping seizures of ecstasy. She shook and shivered all over, arching up for more of the teen's fast-driving cock. He had no idea of what he was doing beyond feeling wild pleasures mounting and mounting in him, driven higher and higher by the drumming of his aunt's heels on his flying backside. Her shoes had gone flying off across the room, and her heels drove him on between her splayed legs as orgasm followed orgasm till they'd all blended into one long sustenance of greatest joy.

"ur-r-r-rgh! Ur-r-r-r-rgh! Ahurrr-r-r-rgh!"

Jim thought his aunt might be dying of a heart attack, but he didn't think about it very much at all. Nor did he think about the puffing and panting he was doing as his cock drew him on toward another huge helping of the same kind of pleasure his aunt had shown him just minutes before. Her mouth had been unbelievable, but now he had all of her fabulous, naked body, and that was more than enough to rip his fresh jism from out of his balls in great gobs of liquid fire.

"Augh! Auntie Jayne! Help!" he cried in his desperation, as it felt like his balls were coming up through the end of his cock.

"Help yourself!" she replied. "Just keep fucking! Aaaargh! Aaw! This is it! Gimme all you got!"

He thought he had been. Now he learned differently as his near naked aunt bucked and heaved and tossed and thrashed all about on the bed, still holding him tightly with her thighs round his waist and her heels on his ass.

"More! I gotta fuck you more!" he cried in response, as from somewhere inside him another great gobbet of jism spewed up and out of his cock.

"Right now! Everything!" she shouted, as all the glorious feelings reached a peak of perfection, an essence of beauty and goodness, and her cunt closed down hard on the cock of her nephew and her soft but powerful arms and legs crushed him to her to milk the very last drop of his jism.

Jim thought he had died, and he really didn't care if that was true. When his aunt let him go, he slipped off her naked body and lay still on his back on the badly rumpled bed, with his dripping wet cock slowly sinking. He had learned all there was to know about fucking, and this one glorious fuck was surely enough to last him the rest of his life.

His aunt recovered more quickly. She sat up and brushed back her hair, leaned down and kissed him, and said, "I'm going to take a little nap now. You take a nice shower, go out to the freezer and get some steaks thawing, and clean the barbecue so we can use it for dinner tonight."

"I can't move. I think I broke something inside."

"Oh, nonsense. There's nothing at all wrong with you," she said, and taking him by his cock, she led him loudly protesting into his bathroom, thrust him inside his shower stall and turned on the cold water. He was squealing and leaping about when she went smiling and yawning to her borrowed bed.