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Chapter 2

They did kid stuff until after dinner – swimming in the pool, playing badminton, going through their aunt's tapes and, not finding any rock, they just goofed off. Eddie was disappointed that she didn't swim with them; he'd wanted to get a good look at that terrific body in a swimsuit. Beth probably wouldn't wear a bikini, though, much less a string; but any glimpse of open, silvery flesh would have been welcome.

The maid was gone, and Aunt Beth lingered over her coffee royale. «You know, you're really good-looking kids,» she said, a little slack mouthed. «So much like Susan, but all of a sudden you seem to be growing up.»

«It's been a long time,» Eddie said. «Linda and I were talking about how beautiful you are. We were too young to see it before.»

Pale blonde lashes lowered thickly over blue eyes, and Eddie thought she swayed a little in her chair. «Thank you, but I feel very old and worn out. Since Paul's death – but I mustn't be morbid. I'm very grateful for you and Linda being here. It helps. I-I hope you'll excuse me now. It's been a long day and I'm tired. Please just amuse yourselves – TV or music or something. I promise you a fun day tomorrow.»

Eddie glanced at his sister and Linda said, «May I walk with you, maybe tuck you in?»

Beth's nod of acceptance was imperial, Eddie thought; Auntie Beth would never admit she was smashed, but she'd accept company on her way to bed. He watched his sister and aunt leave the dining room, and compared their bodies, their different ways of walking.

They were both lovely, he thought – but completely different. Linda bounced along like a schoolgirl, full of energy and zip, her nice legs moving in the tight caress of leans that snugged the cheeks of her ass and hinted strongly at the crack. But his aunt moved with a special, gliding motion, a stately, graceful rhythm that held the eyes, her super legs flashing in sheer nylons, the swinging of her reasonably short skirt hypnotic.

Eddie got up and followed them from the room, staring after them as they climbed the stairs, seeing his aunt lean heavily upon Linda's shoulder. She was stoned right out of her skull, he thought, but far too ladylike to show it. He watched them out of sight, and stroked his crotch. His prick throbbed in answer, and he could hardly wait to check with his sister.

If Beth was crocked as she looked, maybe she'd fall asleep quickly, drift into an alcoholic slumber that would make her hard to wake. He should be able to slip into bed with her, and at least feel her up while he jacked off. If she didn't move when he cupped one of those round, high tits and played with the nipple, then he might take a chance and explore between her thighs to find the richness of that secret pussy.

Just the idea of playing his fingertips into that private pubic hair thrilled Eddie, and his cock rose strongly against his jeans. It would be dark, of course, and he wouldn't have a chance to see if the color of her pussy hair matched that of her head, pale and silvery blonde. But he could softly feel the texture of her skin, and tremble very close to her in the warm bed.

He was jittery when his sister came back down. «Did she go to sleep? You were up there with her for a long time.»

«Had to help her in and out of the shower,» Linda said. «And now I agree with you – Auntie Beth has a really marvelous body. She makes me look like a skinny, undeveloped kid.»

«Her pussy hair,» he said. «What color is it?»

Linda grinned at him. «Just a little darker, but not much. I stared at it, but not so she'd notice. I mean, our aunt is kind of uptight about showing herself naked, even to a girl. She kept trying to hide herself, and insisting that she was ill and would I pardon her.»

«She's that smashed?» Eddie was eager.

«Bombed,» his sister answered. «She passed out when her head hit the pillow. And you ought to see that bedroom – all white and sterile, like a hospital. You know, I have a hunch that she never really swung with her old man – or anybody else. Maybe she's frigid.»

Eddie stared. «With a body like that?»

Linda went by him into the family room and found mixed nuts on the bar. «Well, in sex-ed class-«

«Screw sex-ed!» Eddie said. «Nobody can make me believe that she's frigid. Maybe she's just never been turned on; maybe Uncle Paul was a loser or something, couldn't get a hard-on, came too quick. They tell you that in class, too?»

His sister chewed nuts and grinned, sitting on a barstool and swinging her legs. «You really mean to try it, don't you? Man, I would, too – even if she is frigid. I kept staring at that beautiful body and found myself wondering what it would be like to love it. You know, maybe she'd dig chicks.»

Eddie said, «Look, sis – let me have a crack at her first. Then if everything works out, you can join us after. I'd really like that, fucking both of you, going down on both of you. Oh wow – just thinking about that makes me tremble all over. Tell you what; let's go up so I can sneak in on her. I'll leave my clothes in my room and take my robe, just in case. If she wakes up and raises hell, I can pretend I had a bad dream and got the rooms mixed up. You know, be the good little kid, only a little confused.»

Linda giggled. «Yeah, you're good at that. Okay; and I'll back you up, say that you have these nightmares at home. But Aunt Beth could get pissed off and ship us right back home.»

He took off his shirt. «So we'll go home, but I sure can't stay around here and go freaky every time she jiggles that groovy ass at me. And what if it comes off the way I want? What a ball we'll have here, swinging with her and each other, right out in the open.»

His sister got off the stool. «I already said okay, but I'm not going to watch the late-late movie down here, either. It'll be dark, but I can sit on the floor and listen, to see how you make out. That way, I'll be close by in case you need me.»

«Be cool,» he said, and they climbed the staircase. Eddie shed the rest of his clothes and hung his robe over one arm, his heart hammering and his shaft standing rigid, his balls feeling swollen. His sister petted it, and he walked past her, barefoot and on tiptoes, although the carpet was plush and deep. Like his aunt's cunt, he thought, and eased down the hallway to her room.

The door was already cracked open, and when Eddie slipped through it, he caught the odors of the bed and the woman herself, a faintly drifting perfume of musk and makeup, a smell warm and stimulating. Breathing deeply, he maneuvered carefully through the unfamiliar darkness, his senses brought to a peak of sharpness, every nerve in his body, each pore of his skin alert. He could even feel the hair on his arms stirring, and knew a strange sensitivity stirring among his pubic hairs.

Eddie's mouth was dry and there was a pulse hammering in his throat. He was more than a little frightened, but the danger seemed to add zest to the urgency building so powerfully in his loins. Inching his way, he felt his shins touch the edge of the unseen bed, and stopped, listening hard. He heard the soft sounds of his aunt's breathing, and stood hesitant awhile before lowering himself very cautiously to the bed, letting his weight come down gradually upon it.

Eddie sat there for long, taut moments before daring to work the sheet from beneath his ass; then he lay down, tense as a coiled spring, his prick quivering in high excitement. Beth didn't move, and the slow rhythm of her breathing didn't change. He hoped she was good and smashed, that her body would be as numb as her head, so when he touched her, she wouldn't be shocked when she awoke.

He could feel the warmth of her body beneath the sheet, the spiced feminine radiation of tender flesh and satin skin, and his distended cock throbbed toward it, as a sunflower turns to the sun.

Gently then, Eddie moved one hand out and touched her flesh. His aunt didn't recoil, didn't move at all. He reveled in the feel of her skin so soft and warm against his fingertips, and moved them light as butterflies over the curve of her hip. Her back was to him, he found; she was lying on her side, and Eddie traced the outline of her upper thigh, discovering that Beth was sleeping with one knee drawn up and the other leg straight down.

Exploring the marvelous shapings of her hip and the curve of her back, Eddie slid closer, and shuddered violently when the head of his prick touched the swell of his aunt's ass. Using his hands carefully, he followed the curves of the buttocks, his fingers trembling when he slid them delicately into the lushly haired cleft.

Man, oh man, he thought; his auntie was really hairy, her furry crack thickly piled with wonderfully soft ringlets. He had to bend down his cockhead to touch it into them, and felt as if he could come right then and there, at the first humid caress of that thrillingly abundant hair upon his knob. It was pale golden color, he thought, wishing he could feast his eyes upon it and remembering his sister's description.

Linda; where the hell was his sister now? Had she already sneaked into the room after him, or was she waiting until he managed to get something done? If he got it started, he thought. More than anything in the world, he wanted to just cram his leaking cockhead between those opulent cheeks and into that tantalizing nest of hair, prodding strongly until he found the sweetness of the cunt lips and then slamming home his meat.

But he didn't dare be so rough. In fact, he wondered if he should even try anything else; there was always the good chance that his beautiful aunt would suddenly wake up and scream. But neither could Eddie stop now. Catching his breath, he moved his cockhead between her ripe and silken thighs, reveling in the sensation of hot skin and shaggy hair.

Bringing up his shaft, he let it reach up along the length of her mossy snatch, holding it there while his balls flexed anxiously. Still, Beth didn't make the slightest move, and he sighed in relief. Reaching his left hand slowly around, he found the marvelous mound of her breast and rested his fingers lightly upon its textured roundness. The nipple was big and soft, and Eddie played gently with it, snuggling his belly against the resilient heapings of his aunt's intriguing ass.

His chest was against her graceful back, and Eddie inched farther down, letting go her tit with great reluctance so he could use both hands upon her svelte hips, bracing her gently as he nudged up into the bushy forest of her snatch, the blunt and slippery head of his swollen prick feeling blindly for his auntie's cunt lips.

When his glans reached them, Eddie shook like a leaf whirling in a gale. Her labia was hot and impossibly soft, matted by that deep and bountiful pubic hair, and he hung his cockhead against the outer lips, probing tenderly, easily, for the opening. The tip of his bulb nudged into wetness, and Eddie knew he couldn't retreat now; if the roof fell in on him, he was still going to get the rest of his aching prick into that beguiling nest.

His entire awareness was concentrated upon that one place, his whole being dedicated to feeling on up into that wondrous hot wetness, and Eddie pushed slowly, inching his cockhead into the humid, rubbery barricade, listening for any change in his aunt's breathing, alert for any stiffened awakening of her flesh. But she lay limply, quietly, even as his knob pressed on up into her labia, forcing the lips to spread daintily.

His cockhead was inside her pussy, past the outer lips and into the inner ones. Eddie paused there, his body so taut it was painful, but he waited until he was certain Beth was still passed out. He moved again, and realized that her inner lubricants were beginning to flow, that her cunt walls were turning oily in reflex. Sliding another inch into her pussy, he fought to keep his fingers from digging into the flesh of her ass.

Up his prick went, gently but surely, penetrating deeply into his auntie's rich cunt, and as the juicy sheath closed around his shaft, Eddie's head spun. She was so damned hot inside, the vagina lined with downy velvet turning more slippery as her juices oozed more freely. Another steady push and Eddie's meat reached all the way, the knob burying itself into torrid sponginess, buttery membranes snuggling around the shaft, and his balls coming to rest between the right angles of her thighs.

Eddie just hung it there for long, shivering moments, his breath hoarse and ragged in his throat, his prick flexing within the tender gripping of Beth's magnificently voluptuous pussy. He'd done it; his meat was sunk to the root inside her adult and forbidden cunt, and the feeling was tremendous.

Pulling back, he felt his puffy glans slip thrillingly through the clinging membranes again, and drew it almost out, only to slide it greasily back into the ecstatic depths. Her cunt lips seemed to suck upon his shaft, and deep, deep inside, his auntie's cervix vibrated when the tip of his bulb reached for it. Lasciviously, Eddie moved his meat back and forth within those hot jelly walls, rolling his ass just a little to get the fullest enjoyment inside her as his cockhead felt over all the secret places, all the teasing, soapy places.

Then he suddenly stopped moving because he felt her quiver, felt the clenching of her ass cheeks and a rippling of her rounded belly. Was Beth waking up before he could come in her snatch? Eddie slid his cock smoothly into the searing grasp of her mellow cunt once more, and felt the slow ticktock of her crotch moving, hunching slightly as his stiffened meat stroked against her aroused clitoris.

But she didn't seem to be awake. Her gyrations around his embedded pole worked hungrily for a few moments, then fell off as Beth's body went limp again. Eddie didn't mind that at all; it was far out and groovy to sneak a fuck this way, to continue feeding his meat into the juicy cunt that didn't even know it was being screwed.

Her flesh was responding automatically, he thought, even though his auntie's head was out of it. Beth's body was reacting to the stimulation of his boyish cock, though her mind was numbed by liquor, and that was okay by him. Stroking more confidently into the treasure of her vibrant pussy, he fucked solidly, but not savagely. Eddie kept his thrusting gentle, loving the ripeness of Beth's grownup cunt, the enchanted and steamy moistness of it.

The hot feeling built up, growing from a suddenly warm spot behind his knees, traveling up his inner thighs and making his balls tremble. Burying his aching prick to the hilt inside his auntie's slick vagina, he held the head deep while it spasmed, as his balls contracted and urged their fluids up along the shaft. Eddie's semen came thundering from the leaping head of his cock, spitting a fiery load of come deep into Beth's pussy, shooting his inner juices powerfully up against the cup of her womb, bathing it with boiling liquid all creamy and thick.

Spurt after greasy spurt jerked from his convulsing cockhead, until when they finally slowed their orgiastic rapture, his aunt's vagina was flooded with their puddling. Eddie kept his prick stuck blissfully into the socket, his eyes closed in ecstasy, his hands moving sensuously over the delightful shaping of her ass, her hips, the full and silken thighs.

Aunt Beth sighed then, and murmured something unintelligible. Eddie went tense and stopped his sinuous wiggling. When she continued to stir restlessly, he backed his prick out of the jealous, slippery gripping of her lovely snatch, regretfully leaving its exquisite hotness and drawing an unseen, sticky trail of semen across one of her rounded thighs.

Then he had to slip back quickly as the woman rolled over toward him, turning onto her back and straightening her long legs. Eddie eased to the edge of the bed and put his feet on the floor, then damned near jumped out of his skin when they touched warm flesh. Linda, of course – crouched beside the bed.

She couldn't have heard much, he thought, pushing her with his knee; he'd been fucking Aunt Beth too slowly and quietly, but there might have been micro-sounds like the sliding of flesh into wet flesh and bare skin rubbing against the sheet. Still, his sister had been right there to protect him, in case he needed it.

Eddie's cock was hard as ever when he crept out of the room by guess and by feel, making it to the door and into the hallway before he discovered that he had been holding his breath. Letting it out in a gust, he wanted to yell and jump, to shout to the world about the fantastic piece of ass he had just taken from his sleeping auntie. He wanted to strain his throat and let everybody know that he'd fucked the beautiful, cool snow princess – and that she wasn't cool at all, but burning up inside the marvelous velvet sheath of her very special pussy.

But of course, he only hurried to his own room and flopped across the bed, panting and keyed up as he had never been, even when he first fucked his sister. Putting it to that lovely older woman had been a tremendous experience, and he still couldn't believe the richness, the juicy ripeness of her adorable cunt. Those few wiggles she had made in unconscious reflex had only given him a hint of what that precious cunt could be like when it was fully aroused, and he wondered how wild Aunt Beth would get, if she was really turned on.

Linda ducked into the room and flicked on the light. «Well, how was it?»

«Terrific,» he sighed. «Oh man, was it ever. I have to fuck her some more, have to pound my cock hard into that crazy pussy, have to go down on it and feel into her snatch with my tongue. And I will, Linda – if I have to see to it that she stays smashed all the time.»

His sister came over to the bed and sat down, flinging off her robe to expose the body so much like his own, except hers had tits and a triangle patch of brown hair without a cock sticking out of the fur. She said, «I could feel the whole bed tremble when you were easing your meat into auntie's pussy. You were really wired. Did her cunt feel any different than mine – hotter, something like that?»

Eddie shook his head. «Not hotter, I guess; just so different. Aunt Beth's pussy isn't as tight as yours, either – but there's something special about it. Maybe it was because I was fucking her and she didn't know it, or maybe the reason is she's older and a grownup, and mom's sister. I guess it's all tied together somehow, but I know for sure that I'm going to screw her again and again.»

«You know,» Linda said, reaching over and curling her slim fingers around his still rigid prick, «I was turned on before, knowing you were balling her, but now I can't even sit still.»

He smiled at her, loving her more than ever. «Okay, sis; lie down here on your back, and I'll take the edge off.»

«Yeah,» she grinned back, spreading her legs beside him and holding onto his cock while he began to kiss her face, her mouth and throat.

She had to let go when Eddie slipped farther down her sleek and arching body to cup her steamy cunt in one hand, when he sucked upon her dainty nipples and caressed her heaving belly. He rolled over between her legs and Linda lifted the curly mound up at him. He tongued across her belly and into her navel, nipping the smooth skin tenderly and snugging his cheek down into the humid caress of her crotch.

Eddie adored this pussy, too, and always would. He knew it well, its shapings, how the sheath of it could fondle his stroking cock and the honeyed flavor of it. This had been his first pussy, and it was all the sweeter because it was his sister's and therefore all the more taboo. He reached his flicking tongue into her pubic hair, relishing her immediate passionate reaction.

Linda swiveled her narrow and boyish hips, and her hands came down to stroke his hair as the fragrance of arousal lifted musky and compelling from her trembling mound. «Oh Eddie,» she groaned, «eat me, darling – eat my pussy.»

He didn't wait any longer and plunged his mouth against her dewy cunt lips, driving his stretched tongue between them and into the hot flowering of her vagina. His sister squirmed and hunched against his teeth, her little cunt going wild as he caressed its luscious walls with his tongue, as he sucked upon it and pulled flavorful juices from its depths.

Eddie had her flexing ass in both hands now, eating hungrily into her heaving snatch, pulling and gnawing gently, then delving beneath the clitoral hood to tease the small button there. Linda surged her crotch to him, bucking into his mouth and murmuring endearments above his head, her slim thighs closing around his face. He continued to probe the clit, then sucked it into his mouth, turning the elastic lips of her upper labia inside out. His sister freaked out then, humping and banging, digging her fingernails into his scalp when she came, and he drank deeply of her sugared fluids.