Donna Allen
Auntie_s young lover

CHAPTER ONE

The sheet tossed away to uncover her overheated body, Maureen Griffin listened to the sounds of fucking coming from the other side of the wall. Her brother and sister-in-law, Hal and Sandy, were in the neighboring room and they'd been fucking up a storm for nearly an hour. The moaning and groaning and creaking of the bedsprings forced all sorts of lewd images into Maureen's mind as she tried to imagine the husband and wife in action.

I'd give anything to watch them, she thought.

Then she shivered at the wickedness of the idea. It was all due to loneliness. She was twenty-seven years old and still without a husband. If she'd have a man of her own, someone, to fuck whenever she was in the mood, she'd be with her husband tonight instead of lying there listening to her brother and sister-in-law fucking like a pair of rabbits.

With a deep sigh of frustration, Maureen ran her hands over her naked tits. She always slept in the nude. She liked her body uncovered and free. She liked to be able to touch herself whenever she felt like it.

I certainly feel like it now! She thought with a soft giggle. A woman had to be made out of cold rock in order not to react to the sounds coming from the other room.

Briefly pinching her nipples, Maureen moved her hands down over her belly to the dense bush of hair covering her crotch. Pulling her knees back, she spread her thighs wide and fingered open the lips of her cunt.

"Oh, Jesus, that feels good!" she breathed as the tugging of her cuntlips pulled on the sensitive hood of her clit.

She was primed, wound up like a spring and ready to blast off. It wouldn't take much. A few strokes with her fingertip and she'd have an orgasm. She certainly needed it, but instead of going on with it she held back. She liked teasing herself, teasing her demanding pussy, her dripping cunt, her quivering clit.

Scooping some cuntjuice out of her cunthole, sit on the hood of her clit.

I need a change, she thought. She ought to make up her mind to be less shy and get more dates, or at least more fucking. It wasn't the dating that was important, it was the fucking! Maybe the new job would help. She'd certainly be meeting men. How wonderful it would be to have a man all her own, a man with a hard cock and a pair of jism filled balls, a man who could fuck her brains out!

Damn Hal and Sandy! She tried picturing them again. She had always wondered what Hal's cock was like. She hadn't seen it in years and years, not since they were both small children. Sandy had often told her that Hal was a capable lover and had hinted on more than one occasion that he had a big cock. Maureen groaned as she tried to picture Hal's big cock sloshing in and out of Sandy's little blonde pussy. She was little, Sandy was, but she had a full curvy ass and a gorgeous set of tits. She was definitely an adorable little package, and Maureen was not surprised at the way Hal doted on her.

Her hips gently bucking now, Maureen probed two fingers into the hot hole of her cunt and moaned at how wet she was.

Pulling her fingers out of her pussy, she sniffed the smell of her cuntjuice and shivered. God, how hot she was! She was thankful she had no inhibitions about playing with herself. She was shy with men, even though she'd lost her virginity at a young age, but when it came to diddling her pussy there was no shyness at all.

Twirling her left nipple with the fingers of her left hand, she snaked her right hand down to her crotch again. She gave the meat of her cunt a few strokes of vigorous massage, delighting in the squishy feel of her thick wet cuntlips, and then she pushed three fingers inside her cunthole, her little finger inside her asshole, and positioned her thumb an her quivering clit.

She thought about cocks, about the first boy she'd ever fucked, about the way his cock had spouted jism like a fountain the first time she'd jerked him off.

Oh, God, I'm going to come soon! she thought.

Her hand jiggled in her crotch, massaging her clit, strumming her cunthole and asshole. Cuntjuice oozed and gushed out of her pussy to wet the sheet under her ass. The three fingers she had in her cunt were about the thickness of a good-sized cock, and she imagined now that a man was fucking her. She pretended she had a man pumping his cock between her thighs, stretching her cunthole, filling her hungry pussy with his rampant fuckmeat.

Her mouth hanging open, her eyes shut tight, she humped her cunt up and down to meet her pumping hand.

"Oh, sweet Jesus in heaven!" she gasped.

She came suddenly and without any warning, her ass bouncing up and down on the bed and her fingers going crazy inside her cunt. Then it was over, the moaning sounds of ecstasy escaping from her throat and dying away as she coasted down from the peak. She sobbed when she realized it wasn't enough, not nearly enough.

Her body coated with sweat, her hand coated with cuntjuice, she left the bed and walked into the bathroom to clean up.

Maureen shared a bathroom with Hal and Sandy. The first thing she noticed when she entered the bathroom was that the door to their bedroom was slightly ajar, just a crack, but enough to see into the room.

Biting her lip, Maureen avoided the door. She refused to look. Instead, she sat down on the toilet, opened her legs, and began playing with her cunt again.

She could hear them more easily now than she had before, Hal was grunting and Sandy was moaning. They sounded like they were in the midst of a wild fuck, a fuck that seemed to just go on and on without end.

Shuddering with lust, Maureen began working her cunt up all over again. This time she used both hands, the finger of one hand inside her asshole and the fingers of the other hand inside her cunt. She had never had a cock up her ass, or even a man's finger, but she'd often had fantasies about it. She wondered if Hal ever fucked Sandy in the ass. Just thinking about it made her tremble with excitement!

"Uuuunnnggghhh!" she breathed. She came again. The climax was stranger than the first one and it left her heart pounding. Wiping her pussy, with some toilet paper, she rose up and listened once more to Hal and Sandy.

The urge to have a look at them was too strong to resist, and moving stealthily to the door she peered into their bedroom.

Maureen had to muffle a gasp with her hand. The light was on in their bedroom and she could see everything. Sandy was riding Hal. They were both naked and for the first time Maureen had a good look at Sandy's nude body. The blonde's tits were heavier than she'd imagined, like two ripe fruit with wide pink nipples. Sandy's tits were jiggling in a crazy dance as she bounced up and down on Hal's cock.

"Oh, yummy, what a good fuck!" Sandy squealed.

Hal responded with a grunt. His hands were clutching Sandy's quivering asscheeks, and now he moved his hands up to her swaying tits and held the luscious globes in his palms.

Maureen had never before seen anyone fuck, and the sight of her brother and sister-in-law going at it just a few feet away overwhelmed her senses. She stood there transfixed, her eyes on Sandy's humping body. At moments she thought she could see glimpses of Hal's cock when Sandy lifted up, but she couldn't be sure. Then Sandy leaned forward to rest her big tits on Hal's chest, and when the blonde raised her ass, this time Maureen could see her brother's thick cock coated with Sandy's cuntjuice.

Stifling a moan, Maureen slipped a hand between her legs to massage her steaming cunt.

"Suck my titties, honey!" Sandy giggled. "They always need attention!"

Maureen couldn't help smirking as she watched the blonde push one of her tits into Hal's mouth. Sandy certainly had no inhibitions about telling him what she wanted!

Hal sucked Sandy's hanging tits, first one and then the other, and then he twisted his mouth away and growled.

"Come on, move your ass! Let's fuck!"

Mewling with pleasure, holding, up her heavy tits in her hands, the blonde began rocking up and down on her husband's stiff cock.

Maureen tried to imagine how it would feel to have Hal's hard cock sticking up inside her cunt like that. She had never fucked a man that way, riding on top of him as though he were a horse. It looked like a delicious way to fuck! Would her tits bounce around like Sandy's? Her own tits weren't too much smaller than her sister-in-law's and she imagined they would bounce around just as nicely.

Hal was fucking back now, bucking his ass to pump his cock in and out of Sandy's cunt. Maureen could distinctly hear the squishing sound of Sandy's cuntjuice sloshing on Hal's cock.

"Oh, fuck!" Sandy groaned. "It's delicious!"

"Yeah!" Hal grunted. "Keep fucking, baby! Keep your ass moving!"

Her fingers pistoning in and out of her own cunthole, Maureen shuddered and fingerfucked herself to the tempo of the fucking on the bed. Cuntjuice oozed out of her pussy in a flood to stream down the insides of her thighs. Her nipples were long and thick, tingling with passion, and her clit felt as though it were about to explode.

Now Sandy was riding Hal's body as if he were a bucking bronco horse and she a rodeo rider. She twisted and humped and rocked her ass, her teeth pulled back in a grimace of lust and her breath coming in gasps. When she reached back to squeeze Hal's balls, he roared like a lion.

Hal was coming. Maureen was proud that her thirty-seven-year-old brother could still shoot off his rocks like a bull. It was really hard to believe Hal was that old. Neither of them were getting any younger. Hal, in fact, had an eighteen-year-old son by his first marriage. Having a nephew as old as Stevie Griffin continually reminded Maureen that her life was slipping by.

"Oh, fuck, I'm coming!" Sandy groaned.

As the pair on the bed convulsed in the throes of their orgasms, dejected Maureen slipped back to her own room.

Lying on her bed again, her breath coming in deep gulps, Maureen had to convince herself that she had really watched her brother fucking his wife. The memory of the scene made her heart pound. It had also set her to thinking about her nephew, Stevie. She had to admit to herself now that she'd been thinking about him for along time.

She was going to masturbate again, there was no question about that. After witnessing Hal and Sandy fucking, there was no way Maureen could get to sleep without at least a few orgasms. She decided that this time she needed something more substantial than her fingers, something that would be more like a cock in the way it stretched the mouth of her cunthole. Her mind raced through all the possibilities, and then she finally giggled and slipped on her robe to go to the kitchen. She knew exactly what she wanted, and sure enough it was there in the refrigerator.

Out of the vegetable box she removed a large cucumber. Hiding it under her robe, she quickly returned to her room and locked the door. She felt a little silly creeping around in the middle of the night with a cucumber, but there was nothing silly about the yearning in her cunt! If she didn't get something in there soon, she'd go crazy!

The problem was to get the cucumber warm. She decided to risk going back into the bathroom again. Thankfully, Hal and Sandy seemed fast asleep, and Maureen softly closed the door to their room and set about warming the cucumber with some hot water from the sink.

Back in her bed again, she began teasing her cunt with the blunt end of the cucumber. The vegetable was about the size and shape of a large cock, maybe even a bit too large, and she shivered with anticipation of how it would feel inside her pussy.

Holding her cuntlips open with the fingers of her left hand, she played the end of the cucumber around the mouth of her cunthole. Her cunt was thoroughly drenched with cuntjuice, and there was certainly no need for any lubrication.

With a soft moan she pushed the cucumber into the steaming hot channel of her pussy.

Oh, God, how good it felt! The exquisite stretching of the mouth of her cunt caused a shiver of ecstasy to roll up her spine. As she pushed in, the smooth skin of the cucumber rubbed against her clit in just the right way. She quivered and moaned, squirming her ass from side to side on the mattress as the vegetable cock filled her cunt. So thick, so long, so lusciously firm!

She remembered Sandy's wet cunt sliding up and down on Hal's cock. Too bad she hadn't seen all of him. How nice it would be to see all of her brother's big cock!

Then, as she began slowly screwing the cucumber in and out of her cunt, Maureen once again thought about her nephew. She wondered about the size of his cock and balls. There were times when she found it difficult to avoid staring at the bulge in his crotch.

I'm like a horny slut! she thought.

Did Stevie ever notice her in a sexual way? Sometimes she thought he did. Sometimes she could see his eyes gauging the size of her tits. She knew that boys his age were all tit-crazy. There were days when she enjoyed teasing him by leaving off her bra so that her tits jiggled each time she moved. Hal and Sandy would usually crack some kind of joke about it to Maureen.

There's no sense denying it any longer, she thought. She had the hots for her nephew. Part of it, of course, was her frustration at having no man at the moment. But the other part was that Stevie really turned her on.

Closing her eyes now, site imagined the cucumber was Stevie's cock. She tried to picture what it would it be like to fuck him, to have him in the saddle pumping his thick cockmeat in and out of her pussy, his pink young balls slapping against her ass and his thick tongue filling her mouth.

She pumped the cucumber in her cunt faster now, churning her cuntjuice into a white froth, stretching the mouth of her cunt with a rotary motion, bucking her ass off the bed to meet each stroke.

God, how good it was! Definitely the best of the evening! She could feel the most gorgeous come building in her crotch.

"Oh, sweet Jesus, I'm coming!" she moaned.

Her nipples tingling, her clit quivering like a hot little bean, her cunt spasmed and gushed a flood of hot cuntjuice on her pumping hand.