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CHAPTER TEN

Aunt Susan dolled up was even better than I'd hoped for. Her hair was treated with a chestnutty rinse, so that it matched the darker curls on her pubes, and the color went well with her pale skin. I put it up for her, with ringlets hanging down in sensuous curls on her cheeks, and, with the stunning makeup job I did on her face, she looked incredible, like a different person. She was glamorous and quite provocative – she'd never be a beauty, in the everyday sense, but her new look was striking, but striking faces jump out of any crowd.

She was aghast to see the party dress I'd brought her from town, but she put it on anyway, and I couldn't tear her away from the mirror. It was a beige tone, low in front and almost backless, held up with thin straps, and its long skirt clung to her long legs. The skirt fit well enough that the outlines of her garters could be seen, not to mention the absence of a panty impression. All she wore underneath her new dress were pale violet stockings held up by lacy ribbon garters and a few dabs of perfume in strategic places. The bodice was clingy, too, and it showed off her apple-sized tits and the smooth separation between them. In a very short time she learned to love herself in it.

Lee liked it, too. When she came out to meet him that evening, he stood up and there was wonderment in his eyes. He hadn't been expecting this from Aunt Susan, and he wouldn't have gotten it if it hadn't been for my insistence. She seemed fifteen years younger as she went out the door with him, holding his arm because I'd made her leave off her glasses for the night and she was blind as a bat without them. So much the better. It gave her eyes a faraway look that always caught men where they lived.

I waited up for them, sitting in the dark at the top of the stairs, and they didn't come in till well after three. Aunt Susan's laughter echoed before she got the front door open and she stumbled as she came inside. Her cheeks were flushed and she acted half-stoned. Lee caught her elbow and she eased back against him in a totally natural gesture.

"That was some evening," she sighed. "I'm sorry it's over. Don't go yet. Stay and have a last drink. Okay?"

"You don't need any more, do you, Sue?" he smiled, and she flushed prettily.

"I don't think so," she confessed. "You sit down and I'll try to find the bar."

She brought a tail drink for him and a Coke for herself, and she joined him on the sofa. Aunt Sue was still tense, in spite of the practice and preparation I'd given her, and there was at least a six-inch gap between their hips on the couch.

"I must have been terribly funny," she said, suddenly serious. "I drank too much and I talked too much. Your friends are probably laughing at me right now."

Lee put down his drink and slid closer, his hip brushing hers. "Of course they're not," he assured her. "In fact, Dave and Gwen both told me that I'd not be welcome in the future unless I brought you along with me. They liked you. Everyone liked you. Lord, Susan, I was afraid you'd sit in a corner all night, but…"

She interrupted him with a wave of her hand. "Lee, do you like the way I look tonight?"

"I think you're beautiful. You take my breath away, Sue. It's like I'm seeing you for the first time. You're a butterfly who's finally come out of the cocoon, and what a lovely unveiling! I'm glad you decided to be a woman. I've been hoping for a long time that you would."

"Really?" she said sadly. "I didn't think you cared."

His reply was to bring his face to hers and plant a kiss smack upon her startled lips. From my perch atop the stairs I could see the whole thing, and my clitty throbbed when Lee's mouth touched hers. God, I prayed, give her courage! She could still get cold feet and blow the whole deal.

Aunt Susan twitched as the kiss endured, and I thought she was going to, writhe away from him, but she didn't. Instead – God love her! She picked up one of his hands and guided it to her left breast. I could see the indecision in her body movements, and I sighed when she fitted his palm around her firm boob.

Lee took over as soon as he'd been positioned. His hand began to squeeze and cup, and Aunt Susan started to bob with his variations in pressure. It wasn't a big breast, not like mine or Belinda's, but it was a titty made for perfect adherence to the palm of a hand and finally it was getting the use for which it had been designed.

They kissed so long I thought Aunt Susan would turn blue and faint, but she didn't. Her face was red when Lee's lips slid away, but she was smiling, too. "Thank you," she said.

"Don't thank me," he shrugged. "I've been wanting to do that for a long time. Tonight seemed to be just right."

"Do you like me?" she asked. "Really like me?" He nodded, sincerity evident on his face. "Then Lee will you take me to bed? Now? And love me?"

"What if we wake Pam?" he asked.

"She's spending the night in town, with some friends," Aunt Susan said, and that's where I'd told her I would be. "So [missing text]."

"So I'd be honored," he replied, "and delighted, too."

Hot damn! I thought in glee as he took her hand and led her around the foot of the stairs towards her bedroom. It was all I could do to keep from running down right now to follow the course of the action. But that would have been too hasty. I was going to watch – of course I was but I had to be careful.

The bedroom door was open and I slunk into the shadowy hall to watch Aunt Susan kissing Lee with her mouth open while she unbuttoned his shirt and unbelted his trousers. Good girl! I cheered silently. Keep on, now!

When he was bare to the waist, she knelt before him and helped him out of his trousers. Lips set she took hold of his shorts and pulled them down slowly, just far enough to let his cock flop free. His tool was beautiful, but I wondered if it might not be just a bit too big for Aunt Susan. After all, her hole had been dry for ten years. Well, feast or famine!

She took his prick in her hands, and I could see her fingers tremble. It must have been, for Lee, similar to getting a vibrator treatment. His cock began to harden in her loose grip and it erected rapidly towards her pale face. Aunt Susan jerked back and let go of it, but his cock kept on stiffening even without her assistance. Big, I thought. A real pussy-stretcher.

"Sue," he told her, and he pulled her upright. She didn't resist when he slid the shoulder straps of her dress down, but she didn't move either, and that was a bad sign, I feared. Lee worked the party gown to her waist and then bent in to kiss and mouth the cherry red tips of her little titties. She moved then, cradling his head in her arms, but there was panic in her face.

Don't chicken out now, Aunt Susan! I radioed to her mind. It's what you've wanted. Take it, for God's sake!

He got her undressed, and his eyes widened at the sight of her slim, well-shaped nudity, and he put her on the bed, joining her as soon as he'd gotten his shorts off, and he rolled against her. Their bodies touched and broke away and then touched again, and he put his leg between Aunt Susan's, that big rod sticking up from his groin like a red tomahawk. Why didn't she touch it? Why didn't she grab his prick in her hands and start playing with it? He was doing nice things with his mouth, to her face and her tits and her shoulders and her tummy. Reciprocate!

Naked, Lee was even more attractive then I'd found him before. He had the build of a pro running back and, if his head was just a bit hairier than I go for, it wouldn't be that important in the long run. I almost wished it was me on the bed with him. I'd know what to do. I wouldn't lie there like a stick while he fondled and kissed me. I'd be grabbing his cock and angling my head towards it, making sucking, gobbling noises all the while. But Aunt Susan wasn't me, I'm afraid, and she wasn't responding well at all.

I raised the hem of my nightie and slipped a hand inside. My linger pushed past the frilly panty leg and into the hairy thrust of my cunt. It felt so good not having a tampon inside me tonight – I'd finally dried up for another month – and my finger found a sensitive, receptive slit waiting. I pushed at the perky labs and they parted, swallowing my finger in a gluttonous muscular reaction.

Lee kissed his way down Aunt Sue's body, obviously making for the powder puff of dark-brown hair which marked her cunt.

His hand outraced his mouth to the spot and he began to stroke her cunt-mound. Her fondled her gash carefully, his fingers lingering on her most sensitive parts, and his mouth hurried to join the foreplay in progress.

Her legs parted almost automatically as his head moved between them, and I could see Lee delicately spreading the supertight slice of her pussy so he could lick its velvety surfaces. His tongue moved deftly into Aunt Susan's gash, and I could almost feel what he was doing to her, down where my finger twiddled in my own slice. He was performing perfectly. Why wasn't she responding just as perfectly?

I heard her moan as his tonguing became more vivid and direct, and one special flutter in her voice told me that he had located her clit, that he was bathing it with his lips. Aunt Sue raised her head and shoulders from the bed and she looked down her stomach, her eyes blinking wildly, and her hand moved quickly to capture his cock. She wrapped her fingers around it, eyes enlarging as she took in its size, its hardness, it's almost certain heated temperature, and she began to work her hand on his rod very slowly. Lee muttered something into her snatch as he ate it, and she mumbled an inaudible reply.

Her hand grew tighter on his cock and she began to jack him with longer, slightly faster strokes. I saw his hips move in reply, and he stepped up the pace of his cunt-licking. Aunt Susan's eyes seemed to go all glazy then, and she eased herself down onto the bed. She still held his prick in her hand, but her jerking had slowed to a turtle's crawl and I could see her stiff-nippled little mounds heaving convulsively. She gasped, a sudden starting sound, and it echoed in the air for a second, only to be joined and drowned by a succession of loud, despairing gasps. Her hand fell away from Lee's cock. He was getting to her, I thought smugly. His tongue knew how to love a pussy as well as mine did. Give it to her, big boy! I thrust my finger all the way up my own cunt and humped silently where I squatted in the dark, watching.

"No," Sue was saying. "Please, Lee, stop," and she grabbed him by the shoulders in an effort to pull him from her gash.

I sat up in horror. What kind of shit was Aunt Susan pulling? Didn't she knew that if she let him suck her off, she'd enjoy the ensuing fuck ten times as much? Hadn't I told her that a thousand times today? Had she forgotten?

"What's wrong, Susan?" Lee asked considerately.

She shook her head. "I-I don't think I can go through with it. Please…"

"If that's what you want." He sat up.

NO! my head was screaming, and before I knew it, my mouth had joined the cry. Their faces jerked towards the open doorway as I stomped into the room. "NO!" I was still shouting.

"Pam…" Lee said, and Aunt Susan just went scarlet.

"No," I repeated, more calmly. "Don't listen to her. She wants it. She wants it more than she's ever wanted anything else in her life. At least, that's what she says. So get to it."

"I can't," Aunt Susan whispered. "I'm afraid."

"Of course you can," I insisted. "Lee, back to work. You seem to be doing fine. Aunt Sue, you need same extra lessons and you can't play hooky, because teacher is here."

I flopped onto the bed, beelining for Lee's hard dick.

I grabbed it and stuffed the tip of it into my mouth while he began once more to eat out Aunt Susan. The lady reclined beside me, staring wide-eyed as I gobbled on her lover's tool, nibbling it to a degree of stiffness so irresistible I wanted to keep on eating. But it wasn't my party.

"Here," I said, offering it to her. "Put his cock in your mouth and suck it. You know how it's done, don't you?"

She shook her head but I grabbed her by the neck and jerked her close. Aunt Susan struggled but she couldn't struggle much, because her cunt was pinned by Lee's sipping mouth. I rubbed his cock back and forth on her lips until they parted just a hair, and then I let her feel his knob touching her teeth.

That was the deciding factor. Gingerly she opened her mouth and took the tip of his cock inside. "Suck it," I repeated, making mouth motions to show her exactly what I meant. "It tastes delicious."

Aunt Susan was reluctant, but his mouth was exciting her, and the fact tat she had already taken part of his tool must have been provocative, too. I pushed on the top of her head. She moved down, swallowing just a fraction more of his dick, and suddenly her jaws began to pooch inward and she was sucking it.

She was clumsy – it was the first time she'd ever sucked a cock – but she was obviously finding it not an unpleasant experience. Slowly her head moved again, allowing more of his cock to slip inside, and she sucked with even greater avidity, her interest heightening with her growing participation.

Aunt Susan made whiny sounds as she sucked, and I guessed that Lee's mouth was bringing her close to a come of her own. Could she be trusted right now? Mightn't she bite his cock in her climactic shudders? I tapped her on the cheek and told her to let his rod slide free for a moment.

Lee understood. I saw his head move faster in her gash, and he was using fingers on her cunt as well. Suddenly Aunt Susan's twat bounced up into his face and she moaned and screamed as a red-hot burst of orgasm shuddered through her body. Good girl!

When she'd stopped yelling and gnashing her teeth, I pointed to the big red prick that Lee was sporting and I made a round-mouthed face at her. She nodded and she sucked his cock in once more.

Oh, she was damned good this time! She blew him like a professional – well, almost. There were crudities in her performance. Sometimes his rod almost slipped out of her, and sometimes she overestimated and took his cock far deeper than she could tolerate. But all in all, it was good. Good for both of them.

Lee turned himself while she sucked, and he put his hand on her cunny. Now she could really get at his dick, and Aunt Sue really got at it. He winced when her sucking became more furious, and he closed his eyes.

"Are you getting near?" I asked him, and he nodded happily.

I caught Aunt Sue's attention and she met my eyes with her own. "He's getting ready to come," I explained. "In a few minutes you're going to have a mouthful of sperm. Don't be surprised. Swallow it, if you like the taste, and I think you'll like the taste. Okay?"

It was less than a few minutes. I'd scarcely finished speaking when Lee made a low, rumbling sound in his chest and he grabbed Aunt Sue's head with both hands. Oh, I thought, I wish it was my mouth about to receive a load of goodies!

But it wasn't. It was Aunt Sue's, and she took it like a lady. I heard her gulp and moan as the first blast hit her on the gullet, and I could see her throat working furiously to drink down his love gift. She sucked his rod with smacks and slurps and there was a thin trickle of surplus own running from the corners of her mouth, but I think she got most of a big load and got it in the right place.

It seemed to put her into a fresh orgasm of her own. She began to writhe and twist as she sucked up Lee's cream, and I hurried around her. I stuck my head between her legs, where Lee's had so recently been. Her labes were still wet from his drool and her pussy cream, and I sucked that avidly while my tongue induced her to dribble out some additional twat juice.

Her unit was the size of a pea now, eminently lickable, and I licked it, by God! I rimmed her gash with the tip of my tongue and I fucked her with my middle finger, wishing all the while that someone was here to take care of the itch between my own thighs. I needed some loving, too, and I needed more than a long-necked wine bottle!

Aunt Susan just kept sucking on his cock, long after the spurts of his seed had ceased, and when he finally pulled it from her by manly force, it was glistening and red. Little globs of cum still clung to his pole and I licked her cunt all the faster, imagining that I could taste the champagne of Lee's cum on the tip of my tongue right now. Aunt Susan leaped into a shivering, wailing climax when my tongue and frigging fingers had gone to their limits, and I sat up between her thighs.

Lee was on his way to replace me. I got out of the battleground and he knelt where I had been. He rubbed his still-hard dick inside his fist, and then he touched it to the wet hairs of Aunt Sue's crotch. Those pearly drops of his jism stuck to her pussy hair and I wished I were there now, licking them away. He jiggled his cock on the half-splayed lips of her snatch, and then he began to push his way inside.

My heart was in my throat, pumping two miles a minute, and it felt as if I had briars just inside the portals of my twat. When Lee had made a definite insertion and began to slide up Aunt Sue's wet, greasy hole, I lifted the hem of my nightie and grabbed the crotch of my panties. I squeezed my twat, moaning as the wetness seeped from rue, dampening the nylon of my undies, and my finger slid into them once more, and into me.

Aunt Susan lifted her legs as Lee's prods became more aggressive, and he had at least three inches of his cock in her cunt. Her hole was tight, in spite of the eating-out she'd received from both of us, and he had a hard time getting his big peter into her. But he didn't rush things. He was a scholar and gentleman. Instead of just ramming her and playing belly-bump for his own satisfaction, he pushed his cock in slowly and carefully, giving Aunt Susan time to adjust to the twat spreading size of his tool.

She took it like the lady she was, too. As he got more of his cock inside, she lifted her knee, to make it easier for the both of them. Her hands went out to him, he caught them in his own, and then I saw Aunt Susan begin to pull herself onto his prick. She was ready. It had taken a little extra, unexpected preparation, but she was ready now.

I lay back, my nightie up and my panties down. It didn't matter if they saw me diddling myself, and I couldn't bear the idea of going away now. As Lee's cock eased into Aunt Susan's cunt, I began to ram my fingers in and out of my own hole, fucking myself so viciously I wondered if my nails weren't scarring my interior. Only wondered. I didn't stop to find out. If I'd stopped, I'd have had to take those fingers out of me, and I didn't want to do that at all. My thumb flipped back and forth on my cunt and I found myself gasping audibly, both from my own sensations and from the delightful scene I was watching.

Aunt Susan was entering into her first real fuck and she was loving it. Lee's cock was in her belly-deep now, his balls swinging and rocking on the cheeks of her ass, and she was making soft, cooing [missing text] cried into the still night air. Her face was transfixed with the loveliness of what he was doing to her, and her pretty little nipples stuck out furiously as they surmounted her apple breasts. If I'd had the time to spare, I'd have gone to her and sucked those nipples till they grew even redder and even stiffer.

But I didn't have the time. I was racing toward a climax and it was the only thing that mattered to me right now. My hands were galloping in and out of my cunt, one inserted, one stroking all around, and I remembered Belinda, the way she'd gotten her little fist into me. Could I do it myself? It would be a memorable occasion indeed – it would be hell if I got stuck or anything, too. Oh, fuck the consequences!

I spread my gash with one hand and made my five fingers of the other hand into a pointing mow where they nestled inside my split lips. I pushed firmly, thankful for the greasy lubrication of my interior, and I was in my cunt knuckle deep.

My pussy was still quite sensitive from the churning and week-long upset of my period, and I winced as my fist went deeper still. I had to pull my heels back and throw my knees wider, but it did the trick. My cunt seemed to open up and swallow me in, and before I knew it, my fucking fist was in me, and if I'd been wearing a wristwatch, the mouth of my snug hole would have been scraped raw.

My eyes seemed to revolve madly in their sockets. I was ready to come massively, if the agitated pumping of my heart signified anything.

Speaking of agitated pumping – Lee was doing some of that to my aunt right about now. Her toes were pointing to the ceiling and he lay between her legs, driving that big cock in and out of her pussy. She made a cunny ring around his rod and there were squishy, crackly sounds as he whipped it to her.

"Faster, Lee, darling," Aunt Susan gasped, "faster, harder – oh, give me more – I want it all – I want everything…"

He was giving her everything, too. That cock of his must have been a good seven inches long, thick and barrelly in proportion, which is a nice way for cocks to be, and I'd been worried about Aunt Sue's ability to take it first try. There was no need to worry. She was like all the rest of us females. Her cunt had the capacity to spread and absorb large objects, preferably large masculine objects. Jesus, if I could take on my fist in a hot bout of screwing, Aunt Sue should be able to accept Lee Kinloch's prick!

Accept it she did, and she didn't seem satisfied with what he was giving her. She kept moaning and wailing, panting for him to shoot more cock into her. "Fuck me," she whispered up to him, "please, fuck me!" Aunt Susan was starting late, as lives went, but she was getting a head start all the same.

I kept ramming my cunt with that inserted fist, watching their fuck when my eyes happened to be in focus. That wasn't too often, but I got to see enough to know that Aunt Susan would never again be content to live the life of a dowdy, hermit lady buried in the sticks. She was swallowing LIFE to the hilt and her sweating face seemed more lovely with each fresh fuck-stroke Lee gave her. Maybe I was wrong. Maybe she was beautiful. Or maybe beauty was being thrust upon her.

Into her Lee wouldn't have complaints when this was through, either. His cock was getting a championship workout in Aunt Susan's tight slit, and he was enjoying the hell out of the fuck they shared. He smiled a big smile, and he purred to her in husky words of endearment and encouragement. So it might be that I'd been good to both of them. Lee seemed to like Aunt Sue as a person. It was time he found out he could love her as a woman. And if they didn't work out in the long run, she shouldn't have any trouble finding a replacement just as good.

How much of my self-satisfaction was due to my fist-fucking I don't know. Content and smugness seemed to bathe my sweating body where I lay, and my hand was lacked in the prison of my silt. If I weren't careful, I'd ruin myself. I'd stretch my pussy so broadly that nothing short of two cocks working in tandem could touch me to the quick.

"Oh, Susan!" Lee yelled, and his face began to twist into a come-grimace. She was already exploding – this was her third or fourth orgasm of the evening – I'd last count – and he was ready to give it to her. A mischievous spark burned within me and I found my voice.

"She's not on the Pill," I giggled. "Don't come inside her unless you're willing to make an honest woman of her."

He looked at me with a strange expression, and then it was too late to discuss the matter. His cock ramrodded into Aunt Susan's cunt and I could see the thick strings of cum coating his steely shaft as he rabbit-fucked in and out. God, he must have been giving her a gallon of his jizz! It dripped out of her wet hole each time he pulled back to slam her cunt again, and still he was jerking inside and moaning as his dick spat out a fresh load of cream.

She twisted and bucked so wildly I thought she might break off his cock at the root, and he pulled his way free, still gleaming hard, his face red with excitement. Lee stared at me, I stared at him. He came towards me on his knees, his eyes fixed on the fist I had stuffed up my cunt, and I pulled it out as fast as I dared, almost feeling the elastic of my cunt snap back into place.

Lee touched my thighs and before I knew it, he had replaced one large foreign object with another large foreign object. Neither of us bothered to wonder if Aunt Susan might be offended by his fucking me. If she were offended by that, maybe she didn't deserve to have him. But it was the spirit of the moment, you know? Neither of us could have stopped once his dick grazed my copper curls of pussy fluff, and when I opened to take his cock into my hungry cunt, I knew that it was as right as anything could be.

Lee penetrated me savagely, giving me all his big dick on the first plunge, and I raised my knees to offer him still more of my cunt. He had a sixth sense. He was gentle with Aunt Susan when he sensed that she needed gentleness, but with me it was more like a gang rape. There seemed to be three of him socking it to me, and I loved every one of them. Lee was no longer a gentleman, and I've never been a lady in the prim, tea-drinking sense. He fucked me like the starving animal I was, and he fucked me deliciously. I screamed to take his stabs and I clawed his back with my fingers as he leaned in to sip a kiss from my lips.

The next thing I knew Aunt Susan was with us. Her cunt dripped viscous jizz as she knee-walked to where I lay with her man, and I grabbed for that inviting target. My thumb stabbed into her tight hole, a little relaxed now that she had been fucked and licked royally, and she began to hunch up and down on my hand. Lee raised his head and Susan's lips met his. They kissed lovingly, and both of them stroked my body. In another second they were both kissing me, too, while Lee kept on balling me and I continued to diddle Aunt Susan with my thumb. I felt loved and wanted, as if I were indeed drowning in love, and the eagerness for a gigantic release was a gnawing hunger inside me.

"Give it to me harder and faster, you bastard," I told Lee affectionately. "I want to feel that big tool of yours in my throat!"

He tried to respond, damned if he didn't! I swear to my Lord I could almost feel the head of his rod tapping me on the heart as my ass lifted and his thrusts became absolutely demonic.

I couldn't retain my desires a second longer. I lunged up to him and tried to swallow him balls and all with my churning, rippling pussy. Lee obliged me, stuffing me full and overflowing, and I felt the most soul-stirring sensations as his dick explored my snatch.

I came in torrents, my cunt liquid with juices and the melting release of orgasm. Lee kept on fucking me – he was at his best now, obviously. The two orgasms he'd already had took care of the immediate needs of his body. I was willing to bet he could keep that boner of his for the rest of the night and into tomorrow morning if necessary.

"Take it out," I panted sadly when the contortions of my pussy increased to such a degree that I couldn't bear to have his cock inside me. As his cock popped out, I jabbed Aunt Susan harder, making her scream in ecstasy, and then I just lay writhing on the bed, watching as Lee mounted my aunt from the rear. She raised her butt so he could get into her, and she sighed to feel her first doggy-style fuck. Both of them were handling her cunt as he screwed her, and I wondered if they even knew whose fingers were tweaking her clitoris.

By then I'd drifted from one big come into another, not quite so big but very intense during its short life. It faded and still another bit me, again a bit smaller but quite enjoyable, and there were others waiting on the sidelines. I helped them with the tickling of fingers on my pussy-mound, and then all I could do was lie there, twitching, drooling on the sheets, my body shaking from my own gyrations and from the gung-ho fuck Aunt Susan and Lee were into not far away.

So it had worked, I thought distantly, as if I were somewhere else watching them and me. So it had worked indeed.