Frank Brown
Naughty voyeur aunt

CHAPTER ONE

Jessica received the long distance call from Maxine only moments after Oswald had buzzed her on the intercom and had informed her that the blushing newlyweds had finally arrived and that they were on their way up to the bridal suite. Maxine's call couldn't have come at a more inconvenient moment, for Jessica had been waiting all week for the newlyweds' arrival and she couldn't bear to miss one moment of the hot show the young couple was bound to put on for her through the two-way mirror.

"I'd be delighted, simply delighted to have them stay," Jessica said. "The little darlings. Haven't seen them in years. Bucky was in first or second grade, I believe. And the twins were still in diapers. Maxine, I can't tell you how delighted I am. I simply can't wait – believe me. But I'll have to call you back for the details and to set things up, because we're in the middle of an emergency here. I can't explain now. No time. I'll call you back. Good-bye, little sister. Sorry, but I simply must run." She hung up the receiver before Maxine could even say good-bye.

On her way up to the third floor, she took the steps two at a time, her bare toes digging into the carpet. The newlyweds had almost certainly used the ancient, groaning elevator, and Jessica, for the first time, felt an affectionate kinship with that rattling old box. With luck, by the time the elevator had inched its way up the shaft and had delivered the newlyweds to the lodge's third floor, Jessica would be settled in her leopard-skin easy chair, her feet propped up on the footstool, bet clothes shed, her legs spread.

Sitting there in the dark in her cozy chamber adjacent to the bridal suite, she would watch the scene unfold in the bridal suite as if watching – a movie in a theater, for the two-way mirror was much like a movie screen – six feet high by six feet wide. The people she had spied on through it always seemed to be fascinated by the oversized wall mirror, performing for it – and her – as if it were a movie camera.

She reached the third floor at the same moment that the newlyweds were exiting the elevator at the other end of the hallway. She strode down the plushly carpeted hallway, and she extended her hand first to the young woman, and then to the young man.

"Welcome! Welcome! I'm Jessica Richards. This is my lodge, and, let me tell you, we're all delighted to have you here for your honeymoon. Here, let me help you with your bags."

Taking a suitcase in each of her hands, she escorted the couple to the bridal suite.

"I'm sorry I couldn't have met the two of you in the lobby when you arrived, but I was tied up with a long-distance call. My two nephews and my dear little niece, none of whom I've seen in ten years, are coming to visit. That was my sister on the phone telling me to expect them next week. I'm so excited. I never married, never had any kids of my own. Do the two of you plan on having children?" She set the suitcases down and straightened up.

The blushing newlyweds – hardly more than kids themselves – gawked at her, openmouthed.

"Oh, pardon me for prying. Sometimes this big mouth of mine gets away from me." She reached for the key, which was dangling from the bridegroom's shaky hand, and she unlocked the door for the couple, then showed the two of them into the room. "Here we are."

The newlyweds were impressed.

"Wow!" said the girl.

"Far out!" said the boy.

And she left them like that, left them to admire the full view of the lake and the snowcapped mountains behind it, left them to discover the pink, satin bedspread on the king sized bed and the large wall mirror in front of which they would consummate their marriage. She sealed the door behind her softly, then took three strides to the right and unlocked the door of her private theater. Enough light from the bridal suite penetrated the two-way mirror for Jessica to securely lock the door behind her and to walk to her easy chair without having to feel her way along. Beside the chair, she pulled off her sweat shirt and her jeans, then slowly and sensuously peeled off her panties, leaning forward to let her heavy tits hang and sway ass she slipped the warm panties over her feet.

Naked, warmly excited, she took her place in the leopard-skin easy chair and stretched out, planting her heels up on the padded footstool. The warm chamber air licked across her parted cuntlips. In the bridal chamber, the young bridegroom was locking the door of the suite. Jessica reached over to the table beside her chair and switched on the private intercom which would allow her to hear any, sounds in the bridal suite.

"I can't believe this is happening," the young bride said. She wore a light-blue dress.

Her brunette hair hung to her shoulders.

The bridegroom, fingers trembling, was unbuttoning his pin-striped shirt. His dark trousers were tented at the groin. He was a handsome youth, with dark hair covering his ears, wide shoulders, and a tight little ass.

"Let's get undressed," he said, his voice hardly above a whisper.

The girl's complexion flushed crimson. "Oh, Billy, can't we wait awhile? It's still light out. Why don't we watch the sunset before we…" Her voice trailed off. She turned and looked out the large picture window at the sun dropping toward the mountain peaks across the lake.

The boy got his shirt off, pulling the sleeves inside out and letting it drop where he stood.

"Beautiful stud!" Jessica whispered. "Such lithe, finely chiseled young muscles. Mmm, baby!"

The boy stretched, arching his back, nearly touching the ceiling with his large hands. Every muscle in his lean torso stretched tightly.

"Farmboy," Jessica muttered. "Or maybe a cowboy." She stretched in her chair, pointing her toes, lengthening her spine, twisting her head sensuously to milk off some of the tension that had surged up in her at the sight of the boy's bare torso.

"I've been waiting a whole year for this," the boy said. "I can't wait any more. We've gotta do it now. Please, Laurie." He unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. He pushed off his pants and his briefs together, leaning forward to peel them down his long legs, then hunkering down to untie his shoes.

His heavy balls hung under his crotch like an enormous fist.

"Big, beautiful, hairy nuts!" Jessica mumbled, her words juicy as she began to salivate. "Baby, I'd give almost anything to lick those big bull-nuts. Oh, stud!" She stretched again, not daring to touch her drooling cunt for fear that she'd come immediately – and she didn't want to come yet, not until she'd seen more.

The boy forced his shoes, socks, and his bunched pants and underwear off over his feet as he fell back on his ass. His cock, a thick, meaty cock with a purple head the size of a medium apple, whacked up against his tight abdomen with an audible slap.

"Jesus!" Jessica gasped. "Stud!" Her heart was banging. She could hear the blood gushing in her head. Her viewing chamber felt suddenly like a sauna.

The boy stood up. "Laurie, please get undressed." His cock stood out from his tight loins at a forty-five-degree angle, its bulging shaft veins visible to Jessica. The fat cock pounded the air with heavy throbs. "Please?"

"Turn around, little ding bat!" Jessica said. "You little fool, look at your man! Jesus Christ!" She was ready to jump out of her chair and to pound on the two-way mirror. Imagine! A virgin at her age, and in these liberated times yet. "Jesus Christ, girl, look at what your man's got to offer you! Turn around!"

The girl turned. "Billy, I…" Her eyes got big as quarters. Her blush turned three shades deeper.

The boy's prick flexed.

"Oh, God, it's so big!" the girl whispered. "I didn't know they were that big. My little brother's is only as big as a finger. Oh, God!"

The boy moved toward her, his cock wagging, his arms outstretched. "I want you, baby."

The girl stepped back toward the window, her hand up as if to ward off an attacker. "Don't, Billy. I'm not ready. Give me time to think."

The boy stopped, hands on his hips, prick twitching. "Think? What do you mean, think? We're married now – remember? You said we'd have to get married before you let me do it to you. Well, we're married."

"But I didn't know your thing was so big. Oh, God!" Her eyes followed every twitch of the boy's heavy prick.

"They're all big. As soon as they get hair around 'em they get big. Even your little brother's will get big as soon as he grows some hair around it." He stepped toward her.

She backed up against the window. "Stay back! Please?"

"Take off your clothes. I wanna see your tits."

"I wanna call my mother. Let me call my mother first."

"Are you crazy? Take off your clothes. You're my wife now. I've got a right."

"Leave me alone!" She tried to dodge away, but he caught her. "Leave me alone!" She twisted in his arms.

He bit her neck, crushing her against the heavy picture window. "Mmm, you're mine!"

She clawed his flanks. "Animal! Animal!"

He wrestled her to the floor and tore at her dress.

She kicked and pounded at him. Jessica thrust three fingers up her cunt and spasmed instantly. "Ohhh, stud! Beautiful stud!"

The way his muscles writhed under his sun bronzed skin made her want to die. She saw the dark fur of his asscrack, saw the tufts of dark hair under his arms, saw the sinews straining in his large hands and feet as he dug in and ripped the clothes off his reluctant bride and the sight of him in action caused her orgasm to intensify until she was forced to gnaw her left wrist to avoid screaming so loudly that they would hear her through the walls.

She churned her ass on the furry seat, dribbling hot pussy juice, her cunt gnawed by the surge of orgasm. "Fuck that little bitch! Pop her itchy little cherry! Oh, baby!"

The bride's mangled dress lay in a heap on the floor, her bra with the torn straps on top of it. The boy ripped off the girl's pantyhose and picked her up as if she were a straw-stuffed mannequin. He carried her to the bed and dropped her on it, her pantyhose trailing, still hooked over her right foot. The boy whisked the pantyhose off her foot and stood over his naked bride, his ribcage heaving, his bronze skin misted with sweat.

She lay before him as if unconscious, her pointed young tits heaving, her lips parted, her smooth legs limp and spread. All the fight seemed to have gone out of her. She appeared exhausted, vanquished.

The boy stroked his cock from base to prick-head. "Oh, man! Oh, wow!"

He sprang onto the bed and landed between his bride's legs.

Her eyes shot open, horror on her face.

"No, Billy! Oh, God, no!"

The boy fell on her, driving his cock against her pussy, grinding his chest against her tits, biting her neck, biting her jaw, covering her lips with his mouth.

The girl sighed, her body twitching. From the movement of the girl's cheeks, Jessica could tell that the boy's tongue was licking out her mouth. When the girl gagged momentarily, Jessica knew that the boy's tongue was licking deep in her throat, and that the boy's saliva was dripping down into the girl's stomach.

The boy's loins humped, asscheeks contracting beautifully. He drove his enormous cock again and again at his bride's spread crotch.

The girl groaned, whimpered. Their two bodies became motionless.

He's got the cockhead in, Jessica thought. The fat head of his cock, right between her juicy cuntlips. And now he's gonna bust her teenage cherry.

"It hurts," the girl whimpered. "Don't, oh, don't!"

They were staring into each other's eyes.

"It feels so good," the boy said. "It feels so fucking good. It feels just like I thought it would. Mmm, wow!"

Jessica sucked the cunt juice off her fingers, her eyes taking in every movement of the two naked bodies on the bed in the next room, her ears recording every word, every sound of pleasure or pain or fear or joy. Her cunt throbbed with renewed excitement, and she leaned back and spread her legs widely, letting the warm air nibble at her raw wet cuntmeat.

The boy wiggled his ass, fucking his cock deeper into the squirming young girl. "Ohhh, wow!"

"God, stop! Oh, God, stop!" The bride's fingernails sank into her young husband's back. Her pink toes clenched.

The boy fucked his cock in deeper.

The girl groaned, whined. "Pleassssssse! Noooooo!"

The young bull rammed, forcing every inch of his big cock into her cunt. "Ahhhhhh!"

The girl's mouth gaped. A high-pitched whine, hardly audible, burst from deep in her throat. Her eyes rolled back, only the whites visible, then closed. Her body went limp.

The boy seemed not to notice that his bride had passed out. He muttered to himself, his long body beginning to undulate, the lithe muscles of his back writhing. He moved right between his young bride's legs, fucking his fat young cock in and out of her pussy. Pushing up off her and arching his back, he pushed his head down and sucked at her left tit, gnawing an the stiff nipple, tonguing the bumpy cherry, filling his mouth with soft tit-flesh and sucking like an infant hungry for its mother's milk.

The girl regained consciousness with a gasp. She wrapped her legs around her lover's churning loins, tightened her arms around him.

"Oh, Billy! Oh, God! What's happening? Oh, wowww!" She rocked her hips to the rhythm of the boy's fucking. Her head tossed from side to side on the pink satin bedspread. Her naked torso arched up, her tit shoved deeper into Billy's mouth. "Suck it, Billy, oh, darling, suck it! Mmmmm!"

The boy moaned, munching her tit as if it were a juicy slice of melon.

"Now the other one, darling – quick!"

Billy swallowed her right tit, his mouth gaping, his tongue and lips working rapidly.

The girl arched even more, writhing. "Ohhh, Billyyyyy!" The boy released her tit and fell on her, grinding his muscled chest at her, squirming on top of her as if he wanted to bury her in the pink satin.

"Laurie! God, Laurie, I love you! Oh, I feel so good!"

"Mmm, me too!" the girl moaned. "Keep moving, darling. Keep pushing your thing inside me. It feels so good." She twisted her heels into his asscheeks. Her bare young ass bounced, her cunt sucking at her lover's plunging cock.

Jessica used both hands to play with herself. With one hand, she spread the hairy slabs of her pussy. With the other, she stimulated the inflamed cuntmeat between them, scratching the swollen sex-flesh lightly with her nails, rubbing the juice-slick cuntmeat with the pads of her fingers, twisting her fingers up into her pussy. The hot sensations spread throughout her loins, surged through her asshole and up her cunt, tingled the tip of her spine. She felt the tingles through her arms and legs, felt them in the tips of her toes and her nipples and her fingers. She loved nothing better than watching a hot couple fucking, especially a young couple, and most especially a virginal young couple.

The two young people were experiencing the pleasures of fucking for the first time, and she was here watching them. There was nothing else in the world she would rather be doing. She twisted her fingers inside her cunt and felt the hot juice dribble out of her. In the room next door, the young couple had become lost in a relentless fucking rhythm, their young loins humping at each other with perfect coordination.

"I'm fucking you," the boy moaned.

"Fucking you good!"

"Mmm, real good!" the girl said. "Keep moving it, keep moving it forever! Oh, God, yes!"

"I'm gonna come pretty soon. I'm gonna squirt it into you."

The girl sighed, her hips rocking. "Oh, do it! Do it! I wanna feel it squirt!"

"You come too. You come with me. I wanna feel your cunt coming. I wanna feel it suck."

"It's sucking now, darling. Every time you shove your thing in and out, my cunt sucks."

"Oh, God, does it! Let's come, Laurie! Now!"

"Mmm, let's!"

The young couple increased the rhythm of their fucking. Jessica heard the squishing of cock in cunt. She saw blood-tinted cuntjuice dribble from the girl's cock-stuffed cunt and leak down over her bottom and between her asscheeks. Jessica moaned, longing to lick that cute pink pussy, hungry to taste the cunt juice flavored with the blood from the girl's ruptured cherry. She wished she could suck that musky teenage ass, that she could drive her tongue into the young bride's tight little shit hole. And then she would move up and lick the boy's hairy asscrack, and she'd suck on his bloated young balls as they slapped at the girl's exposed bottom, and she'd try to get a taste of his cock as it fucked in and out of the pussy. And when they came, she would ram her tongue up the boy's asshole, licking at the contracting wails of his bunghole and stimulating his pulsing prostate gland as he pumped his hot jism into his young bride.

Jessica grabbed her clit and twisted it, as if by doing so, she could draw some of the hot aching itch out of her cunt. But twisting on her clit only increased the heat in her pussy.

"Come, you two!" she moaned. "Oh, God, come now!"

The couple froze, backs arched, mouths gaping, eyes rolled back. Their hairy young groins appeared fused, the boy's cock buried to the hilt inside the girl. They maintained this statue-like pose for a moment, then melted into each other, bodies shuddering, skin prickled with goose bumps, loins contracting with spasms.

The boy gushed his virginal cum into his new bride, letting out a cry that Jessica could hear through the mirror as well as through the intercom. "Awwwwwwwww!"

"Shoot it, honey!" the girl said in pained tones. "Oh, give it to me!" Her upturned bottom twitched, her pink asspucker throbbing. Cum and pussy juice bubbled out of her cunt, squeezed out of her by her lover's plunging prick.

Jessica leaned forward, her mouth open, her tongue lapping at the air. If only she could lick that little chick's juicy ass! If only she could taste the mingled cum and pussy juice bubbling out of her! Oh, heaven! What pleasure! What ecstasy!

She rammed all five digits of her right hand into the seething wetness between her thighs, twisting her hand as her cunt engulfed her fingers and thumb. She tore at her burning sex-flesh, stretched the sizzling cuntmeat mercilessly.

"Ohhhhh, God!" Her vision blurred as another orgasm overwhelmed her pussy.

In the adjacent room, the young couple writhed, grinding their spasming sex organs together in mutual ecstasy, grunting and moaned as orgasm gripped their virginal loins. The boy jerked with each explosion of his cum into his young wife. The girl accepted each forceful spurt of jism into her pussy with a jerk of her own, grunting and cooing all the while.

"It feels so good!" The girl moaned. "Oh, darling!" She twisted her brunette head on the pink satin bedspread, her spasming young husband clamped in her arms and legs, her pretty toes clenched to the balls of her feet.

The boy's long, body undulated, writhed with pleasure, his loins grinding between his young wife's legs, his prick plunging in her crotch and pumping jism into her cunt. "Ohhh, sweetheart!"

Jessica threw herself back in her leopard skin easy chair, her legs wrapped around each other, her fist clamped between them, her fingers buried in her pussy. Her private viewing chamber had filled with the scent of cunt, the fumes heavy enough to make her woozy. As her orgasm surged throughout her naked body, she panted loudly, her big tits heaving, her fat nipples erect and tingling.

"Wonderful!" she muttered. "Just wonderful!" And she said a silent thank you to Roland Grant, the rich man who had willed her this lodge with its secret viewing rooms and its idyllic setting in the mountains.

And then she remembered Maxine's phone call, and she remembered that the three teens would be coming up to visit in another week. I wonder what they're like now? She thought. Almost grown up. Bucky and the twins would be teenagers now. She began to consider in what rooms she would put them up.

In the room next door, the young couple was kissing.