"Auntie with the hots" - читать интересную книгу автора (Kellerman John)

CHAPTER TWO

Tanya hated herself for what she'd been thinking. But every morning she awoke with hot and lusty thoughts. They were all similar. All of the same man. Instead of giving into her passion she swung her legs out of bed and rubbed her eyes. Her body tingled expectantly. Almost as if it demanded her attention, her touch.

She'd put on long pants-style pajamas and a prim buttoned top the night before. She'd done it on purpose, switching from her usual shorty gown with no panties at all. She'd been trying to keep sex out of her mind. Because her life had been so chock full of it in previous months. But it was obvious she had not yet adjusted to being without a husband. A hired stud was how she thought of that convenient situation.

"Husbands. You can't live with them and it's hell to be without them." But her pajamas weren't doing their job. She felt as sexy with the silky pants covering her as she ever did with her bottom stark naked. She rose and walked languidly to the minor. Her pussy was very moist and slippery. The inner surfaces smoothed together as her thighs changed places. And that waking fantasy rose into her thought again. The dream she'd been having just before consciousness had mercifully intruded.

"God, I bet he's big! Anybody with a body like that would have to be huge!" She went to her dresser, dug out a pair of pink, bikini panties and skinned her pajama pants down around her ankles. As she started to put a foot through a leg of the panties, she paused. Her pussy throbbed dangerously.

"This is silly!" she breathed to herself. "I'm a grown woman. I'm twenty-eight years old. I'm not some hot-tailed little teeny bopper who can't keep her fingers out of herself." She smiled at her own wards. "Or can I?" A giggle escaped her. "Maybe I am hot-tailed. But I should be able to keep my fingers…"

A finger had slipped down her belly to pet the curly blonde fur that didn't quite hide the beginning of her crevice.

"Damn!"

Her outer lips were damp with juice. She always woke up pretty lubricated. But this morning she was slicker than usual. Because in her dream she'd been doing something terribly wicked with her sister's husband.

"Six-foot-six of loving muscle," she sighed, letting her mind stray at last to the details. Cal bending over her thighs, licking her hot, ready pussy. Putting his fingers in and searching in the dainty, velvet-smooth depths of her opening. And then his cock resting on her thigh. In her dreams or reveries she had only imagined what it was like. Of course she'd never really seen it.

"This is awful. My own sister's husband! I've got to go to town and pick up somebody in a bar before I freak out completely." But the thought of searching out a one-night stand didn't really appeal to her. She had pushed her finger down across her clit now and moved it slowly as her juices continued to seep.

"So now I've gotten down to a plain old finger-fuck!" She shook her head sadly. But her body wasn't sad. It shivered, grew hungrier. Her breasts took on a pink flush and the nipples extended like small, pink fingertips.

Tanya edged her finger against the ring of muscles that guarded her pussy hole. Then she put it gingerly into the opening and bent over slightly to hook it up and in.

"Uhhhhh," she gasped, leaning with her free hand against the dresser top. There was a light tap on the door.

"Tanya? It's just Benji. I think breakfast is ready if you're up and hungry."

"Just a moment Benji," she managed to get out. She wiped her finger on a tissue and grabbed her silk dressing gown to fling around her nakedness. Holding the front closed she opened the door and smiled at him.

"You know I still think of you as my little nephew. But I forget you're not so little anymore." Benji pushed a hand through his curly brown hair and shifted on his feet. He smiled. He clutched the front of his T-shirt. She could see he still looked up to her as his sexy aunt. Even when he'd been much younger, he'd teased her about her blonde hair and curvaceous good looks. He'd named her the Movie Star and his friends had picked it up.

"Come on in," she said, opening the door wider. She wanted an excuse to deny herself that final indulgence of self-administered sex. And Benji's bright presence was just the cheerful beginning she needed for the day.

"God, your perfume knocks me out," he said innocently. Tanya almost blushed. She chose not to use perfume. What her nephew had smelled was her own sexy musk that now filled the room. She tried to keep her thighs a little tighter as she walked over to the dresser to fish a cigarette from a gold case.

"So what have you been doing?" she asked. She was surprised at how her eyes kept sneaking to the way his body was shaped. To the way he moved.

"I'm pretty good at massage now," he said. "I took a couple of courses. See, there are all sorts of different techniques. I've been doing some rock-climbing too and…"

"Hold on," Tanya smiled. "I'd like to hear more about the massage."

"Well, it's kind of hard to tell somebody."

"Mmm, sure. You have to show them, right?"

"Yeah, I guess."

"Okay," she said moving across the room towards him. "What if I had a sore muscle right here." She touched the back of her thigh. She was seeing if she could tease her wild little nephew a little. She wondered how he dealt with ticklish situations. And she was curious about what the child of her memory had become.

"Lay down," he told her without batting an eye. "Bet your pardon?" she said, stopped short by his frank and unabashed look.

"I can't do anything for you standing up like that."

"Of course not." She put her cigarette out and stretched out across the bed on her belly. Benji knelt on the mattress and pulled her dressing gown up. She grabbed it before he could expose her thigh completely. The little nut had really called her bluff after all.

"You're not shy, are you?" he laughed. He was blushing too but she realized that she was on the run. She gave him a knowing grin.

"Okay, smart guy. The lady didn't have time to put her panties on before you knocked. Now do you understand? Or am I allowed a little everyday modesty?"

"I thought you just wanted me to massage your thigh," he popped back.

"Touche for you." She let out a breath and rolled back onto her stomach again. "But be careful please."

Benji's hands felt wonderful. He laid her gown up over her bottom carefully as she'd warned him not to expose anything a girl didn't want exposed. But his fingers! They probed down deep into her flesh, working out small knots of tenseness. Instead of fighting the way he was manipulating her, Tanya found herself relaxing. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the shoots of pleasure that radiated away from his rubbing, squeezing touch.

Benji worked higher on her thigh and then started back down again. Tanya found herself breathing a little raggedly. She almost wished he'd kept his massage up there high on her thigh. Immediately she felt a little ashamed at wanting him to excite her. She was his aunt after all. And Benji was still a mere child, if a very handsome and self-confident one.

"Helping?" he asked, starting up again.

"Mmmmmmm, God it feels wonderful, darling." She'd often called him darling in earlier times. It was part of their little joke together. But now the word felt odd on her tongue. And Benji's massage was getting as high as it ever had been.

"Can I pull back your gown a little more," he said matter-of-factly. "There's a little knot here that reaches into your buttock."

Even his use of the language was completely innocent and not self-conscious. But then everyone had them, Tanya thought. Buttocks. In fact hers were especially nice. Round and white and firm like a cheerleader's pert ass. She'd spent many hours maintaining her body against the ravages of her twenty-eighth year.

"Okay, but be careful. I'm a little tender back there."

"There it is," he said, confident and pleased at his expertise. His fingers went deep into the muscle of her ass. So deep that a hot tremor of pleasure scalded her clit and then throbbed through the underside of her pubes. She felt them swell with sudden passion, parting nakedly a few inches away from her nephew's steady, circular massage.

"Uhhhhh," Tanya moaned, trying to hide the obvious lust she felt. She was really getting hot! She was confused, unsure of how to get rid of Benji without hurting his feelings. She couldn't let this go on much longer.

"Hmmm," he said, nodding. "There's another one. You are really tense this morning."

"Benji darling, I think you got it now. I think you'd better stop."

"Feel that?" he said brightly. "That connects to your back and spine. It's important to have it loose not tense." His fingers dug deep into her buttocks again. She squirmed her mound down against the mattress, unable to hide the throbs of pleasure that built along her flesh.

"Ohhh Benji, that's really enough. You helped me tremendously."

"You sure you feel better?" He stopped rubbing. Tanya felt like she was floating. Her pussy had bulged out with blood and she could tell that her musky juice was smeared slickly on the outer surface of her pubes. Her blonde curls would be plastered down in curliques too. And as she rolled onto her side, her gown slipped. Benji stared. He wasn't smiling now. Tanya wasn't either.

"You'd better." She'd wanted to say go. But her tongue wet her bottom lip instead and she fluttered her blue eyes as another wave of want went through her. "Ohhh Benji give your aunt a big hug!" She grabbed his shoulders and pulled him down alongside her. The boy was completely surprised. Site knew now that his massage had been totally without ulterior motive. He was good and pure and beautiful and she couldn't keep her hands off of him.

"God, Aunt Tanya. Ohhh, God!" Her fingers went under his T-shirt. She dug her nails along his back and then down.

"Benji, don't talk. Ohhh God forgive me. But don't say anything!" She kissed his mouth so hard that he almost pulled away from surprise. But then she had her hands on his face holding him as she nursed his chin and cheek with softer, gentler caresses.

"Huuuhhhh," he moaned, closing his eyes then opening them wide to stare into her own.

"Your aunt needed a big, strong man like you to hold her. She gets lonely." Tanya scolded herself for babbling like that. There was no way she could rationalize what she was doing. She just had to do it! She had to!

Her fingers found Benji's fly and she worked it with feverish haste. He gave a sound of surprise as she dug into his jeans. His skivvies stretched down easily and she got him free. She gave a little groan of surprise and happiness herself. For a eighteen year-old Benji had a proud chunk of steamy hot meat. It was at least seven inches. It was thick too and the circumcised glans was streamlined and perfectly shaped. Her gown fell open completely as she jacked his shaft and watched him gaze longingly at her big breasts.

"Kiss me there," she begged, arching her back to extend one plump swell towards his mouth. Benji kissed the hot flesh too tenderly. "Don't be afraid of hurting me! Go oh, use your teeth if you want."

"Oh God Tanya, I don't know what's happening!"

"Hurry darling! We can't let anyone catch us."

She moved her legs apart under him. His jeans were down around his knees but she couldn't bother with them any longer. She had his cock in her hand, pushing it down her dripping slit. Her folds opened and caressed the purple head. She tilted her pelvis and moved it into position. Now his tip was pressing into the tight hollow that opened into her hungry pussy.

"Fuck me darling! Fuck me Benji!"

"I… I never did it with a girl before," he said, blushing a violent red.

"Then do it to me," she said, kissing his chin. "I'm just a girl like anybody else."

"You're my aunt."

For a moment the panic filled her. She was so close. She couldn't lose him now! She dug her nails into the muscled meat of his ass and pulled him forward. His cock pressed hard against her opening and then her juices coated him enough to make it easy. He slipped halfway into her pussy. The slurpy sound of their bodies joining made her give a little cry and wallow her big tits against his chest.

"Don't you think I'm pretty," she asked, holding him, fucking her ass around madly on the bed. His cock slipped steadily deeper. Inch by inch she could feel it penetrating her soft, slick heat.

"Yes! God yes! You're so pretty I can't believe it."

"You always thought I was pretty, didn't you?"

"Yes."

"And haven't you thought of doing this to me?" Benji dropped his eyes. The color in his cheeks told Tanya she'd scored a direct hit.

"Ohhhh I love it! I'm so gad you wanted to have me. And don't you see! Now it's all coming true."

"Shhhh," she said, closing his mouth with a quick kiss. "Don't talk anymore. Don't think. Just fuck me!" The tightness of her pussy around his cock made him bite his lower lip. She moved her body in just the right way then, watching his expression, watching the pleasure take the place of guilt. She stroked his back and ass with her nails. It was glorious to feel that young, stiff prick stabbed so deeply into her cunt! She needed it so bad! She felt like a lioness who was finally fed her ration of raw meat for the day. Except that she had been starving for weeks!

"Ohhhhh," Benji sighed.

"Ohhhh yesssss!" she echoed back. He was pumping his hips now. Even her nephew's jerky unpolished movements thrilled her. She hadn't expected him to be a smooth and clever lover. In fact she wanted him to be completely uncontrolled and even clumsy in the way he stabbed his cock into her pussy.

"You're so hot inside! I didn't know it would be like that!"

"Mmmmm, darling! And you're so hard! So big!" Tanya knew the magic of massaging a man's ego. With Benji it worked instant wonders. He grabbed her face between his hands and kissed her mouth in a way he probably thought she wanted. It was a little rough, but Tanya let him suck her tongue and whimpered to urge him on. He pumped his strong, trim ass furiously now. She was so close to coming that she could hold it off for a while and wait until she felt him quicken. He was exciting! And for someone who had absolutely no practice at all, he was a damned good lover.

"Ohhh, Aunt Tanya! It's really starting to get to me!" He accidentally drooled on her face and blushed at his mistake. She licked his mouth with hungry growls, showing him that he could drool all over her and she wouldn't mind.

"Come Benji!" she squealed, her clit so tumid with blood that every touch from her nephew's body sent her into trembling spasms of pleasure. "Come inside me darling!"

"What if… I mean, aren't you afraid?"

"No! It's all right. Come! Come inside Tanya!"

"Ohhhh Jesus, I'm already coming."

The bed creaked beneath them as Benji fucked her with all the strength he had left. The violent tangle of their arms and legs was lovely. Tanya fucked back against his hard thrusts, rubbing her clit into a fury. Then the gasping boy was crying out with strange growls and grinding his pubic bone down hard against hers. She shot off like a million rockets had exploded inside her womb. She wallowed her body against him, clung to his back with both hands. Then she hooked her long legs around his and pumped her ass as the last sharp bursts of ecstasy left her breathless.

"Tanyuuhhhhh!" he grunted, face beet red.

"Shoot it all inside me, Benji," she cooed, petting his ass cheeks as he quivered and jetted hot jizz.

"Whuui… uhhhlili!"

To feel his youthful energy thrilled her past all reason. And then they were adrift on the warm afterglow that always followed a good fuck. Tanya blinked and opened her eyes. Benji's weight was upon her now. She could feel the little tremblings and jerks coming from her nephew as the last bit of tension drained from his body. His cock gave one last lurch inside her and began to wilt quickly. She smiled to herself, happy. Happy with not thinking about it too much. She didn't want to think about it too much. What she was most afraid of was that Benji would think about it too much. A youngster could go either way. If he really let the guilt swamp him, he'd never be done with it. She meant to stop that from the start. She wanted more of this. Lots more.

"How do you feel?" she asked cautiously.

"Great! Ohh Aunt Tanya, I love you!"

"Well, I love you too." They kissed softly. But then Tanya saw the unrestrained worship in her young nephew's eyes. Before she'd been afraid of it going the path of shame and guilt. Now she shivered at the thought of dealing with a sixteen-year-old who was madly in love with her.

"Maybe we can do it again sometime," she said nonchalantly.

"Maybe?" Benji gasped. "Oh God Tanya! I want to sleep with you every night. I want to."

"Now darling, we must be mature about this, right?"

Benji looked as if he'd been smacked on the wrist. "I… I guess so. What do you mean mature?" Tanya took a slow breath and let it out.

"Well, we have to remember that everyone might not see our little affair like we do. I know you care for me in a new and wonderful way. And I care for you." She stroked his back. The boy was getting heavy now but she hated to disturb him. His cock was about to slip from her pussy so she squeezed down on it with all her might. She was surprised to feel it stiffening a little. But then Benji was very young. At the height of the most virile period in his life.

"I still don't understand."

"Come on now darling, you know that an aunt doesn't just climb in bed with her young nephew and expect everyone to applaud and commend her for forthright and upstanding community service."

Benji grinned. He had such a lovely, wide mouth. Tanya wanted to kiss him again. But she had to make her point. They had to get this clear between them before he got crazy and aroused everyone's suspicions.

"So we've got to keep it a secret," he said at last.

"Don't you think you can?"

"Yeah, but…"

She hugged him, rolling him gently to his side. "Don't worry. There'll be plenty of opportunities for us to be together. But we must be careful." His cock had slipped from her pussy now. She was surprised to see that it was half erect again. Still it was too soon for him to sustain a perfect erection. She touched the cum-smeared shaft and licked his chin. "Don't look so serious…"

"It's easy for you to say." Benji frowned.

"It isn't so easy. I didn't plan this or anything. It just happened." She was staring at his young, lovely prick. She was thinking about putting it in her mouth. But there wasn't time this morning for any more games. People would be wondering where Benji had disappeared to. They might even come poking around. Tanya swung her legs out of bed and held a towel under her mound. Benji watched with interest.

"It all just leaks out?" he asked, biting his lip.

"Well, not all of it." She winked. "There are the ones who make the lone swim."

"The long swim," he repeated as if in a trance. "God, I hope you don't get…"

"Knocked up? No chance. I'm on the pill." She walked over to where he sat on the edge of the mattress and pinched his cheek. "You do know about the pill, don't you?"

"Oh sure." He stood and pulled her against him. "That means we can do it all the time and not worry about making a baby."

"With you I'm not so sure that even the pill is foolproof," she laughed, twisting out of his embrace. She cleaned up in the bathroom and let Benji watch her pull on the pink bikini panties she'd never quite managed before. Then she got into a silk frock and brushed out her hair.

"Wow," he said, adoring her from where he sat. "I know what's underneath all that. I can almost see you walking around naked."

"Well make sure you don't telegraph all this to somebody who doesn't know."

Benji came to put his arms around her belly. He hugged her from behind, rubbing his stiffened prick up and down her buttocks. She gave him a little spank and pulled away again.

"You'll get me all randy and sticky," she teased.

"When can we?"

"You're ready again?"

Benji grew shy again now that his cock was stiffening. "Yeah. I'm ready."

"Maybe I can sneak to your room tonight," she said. "I'm not sure I want you stumbling through the house on your way to my room."

"You'll be sure and come?"

"If I don't, that'll only make you appreciate me more the next time."

"You've got to come," Benji said, taking her arms. "You've just got to."

Tanya let him kiss her. Her heart was pounding but she wasn't afraid of her own emotions as much as she was of her nephew's. If he really got crazy, he could bring it all down around them. She had to walk a pretty high wire to keep it all working.

"Have I ever chewed off a hunk this time," she murmured to herself.

"What Tanya? What'd ya say?"

"I said that you're a lovely hunk of man, Benji. A real lovely hunk."