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

CHAPTER SEVEN

Beth was a little ashamed of herself. She'd driven around the park three times looking for Ronny. She felt like an old lecher sitting there in her air-conditioned Cadillac and silk dress. During the past few weeks she'd had the boy half a dozen times. It had gotten to be a joy in her life like no other she'd ever experienced.

But there was something about the handsome youngster that was starting to bore her. He wasn't really any better at fucking than when they'd started. Not that Beth herself had been such an expert. But she was getting tired of his hurried pumping and all too hurried spurt of jizz. Twice since they'd been having this affair, Beth hadn't climaxed. Ron just didn't know what Beth meant when she begged him to take his time.

She pulled up to a stop sign and craned eagerly for sight of him. The tennis courts were empty except for a long-legged girl with her date. But Ronny hadn't been at home when she'd called.

"Oh damn," she sighed, biting her lip. "I really need it bad today."

She decided to circuit the park one more time. When she came around the corner by the tennis courts again she saw him. She saw the girl on his arm too. A buck-toothed little redhead with freckles. Ronny saw the white Cadillac but averted his eyes quickly. A pang of disappointment went through Beth like a knife. So the little bastard had gotten tired of her. He was working on that pug-ugly little girl who had her arm around his waist now as they crossed the road. Beth almost honked. But her rage passed quickly and she watched them go off together across the grass. She couldn't blame the youngster. After success with her it was only natural that he try his talents on some other female. She could still see them through the trees. Ronny had slipped his hand down to rub the redhead's ass. She hugged him to her tighter as they clumped along.

"Probably heading for her parents'." Beth mused aloud. "That little honey will find out soon enough just how much fun Ron is."

Beth felt a surge of wetness between her legs. It seemed sadder somehow that there was no one to enjoy it. She almost wished she'd worn panties to absorb a little of the seeping butter that had no place to go. She turned the Cadillac around and headed home.

Cal's car was gone when she pulled into the garage. She opened the glove compartment and got out the carefully washed and folded jockstrap she'd intended to return to Ronny that day. He'd left it under the seat during their last wild fuck. She'd really gotten off on hand scrubbing it and hiding it amongst her silken panties in her chest of drawers. Maybe she'd just put it back in the same place.

The house seemed quiet and empty when she went in. But Beth heard the noise from upstairs and paused. She pulled off her shoes and went barefoot to the stairwell to listen again. Someone groaned. A girl! She was sure it was her daughter Lori groaning. But it wasn't a groan of pain. It was… it was the unmistakable sound of pleasure. Sexual pleasure!

"I shouldn't even be here," Beth sighed, touching her hands to her dress to rub her tingling breasts. The roan came again, more fervent, more urgent! Beth went up the stairs stealthily and edged down the hall to her daughter's room. The door was closed, but Beth immediately thought of the balcony which connected three bedroom windows along the back of the house.

"I shouldn't, I shouldn't," she kept whispering to herself. But she had to go on to the bedroom at the end, Cal's bedroom, and open the sliding glass door to the outside. She came along the balcony on her hands and knees, panting at the thought of what she might see. Because she had the strongest feeling that her daughter was not alone in that bedroom. As she peeked up over a low table, she knew she'd guessed right.

"Ohhhhh Benji!" Lori sighed, her hands stroking the boy's back. It took Beth a moment or two just to accept the reality of what was taking place on her daughter's bed.

Lori's brown hair was splashed across a pillow and her face glowed with pleasure. Her perfectly proportioned thighs were spread so that her own cousin could lay between them. As Beth watched, Benji opened his mouth and framing one of Lori's breasts with his fingers, pushed it up between his lips. There was a sound of wet suction and his cheeks pulled in. By the movements under his chin, Beth knew he was using his tongue on her daughter's nipple. Lori squirmed under the weight of her cousin's body. Then came the groan Beth had heard all the way downstairs. Slowly, Benji moved his ass in a pumping motion. By the position of their bodies Beth realized with a shock that the two young people were already joined. Benji moved again and there was the unmistakable sound of a cock sliding into and out of a very wet pussy. The expression on Lori's face changed subtly as she moved back against him. Beth watched her daughter's toes fan out against the bed.

"Nhhuhhhh, Benji! Benji!"

"Oh God, you're so soft inside! It's hard not to come."

"Don't do it! Not yet, darling!"

They kissed furiously, Lori's nails cutting into the skin of her cousin's shoulders. When he tried to pump her, she dug into his ass cheeks too and made him stop.

"I just want to feel it so deep inside my pussy!" she breathed.

Beth was on her knees behind the table. As she watched she thought of her lost young lover. It was obvious that her nephew Benji was a much better lover than that tennis-playing beginner. And wasn't it odd that she was comparing the two of them rather than reeling with shame at what she was observing? Or was it just too good not to watch.

Benji was doing something different now. He had pulled Lori's heels back up until they almost touched the underside of her ass. Then he pushed her bent knees outward, splitting her wider. Holding his body up, he eased his cock out of her hole so slowly that Beth could hear every fold of her daughter's body slipping away from that hard, hot shaft. She saw Benji's prick shining with its glossy coating of girl juice now. Inch by inch it was being stripped out until even the head was visible. Now Lori's pussy tightened, opened and closed as it sucked after disappearing pleasure. She pumped her hips up from the bed. Beth could see the darkened membranes, the slippery drip of her lubrication. Fringing her wet wound was the delicate fluff of curly brown hair. The same exact shade as what tumbled over her shoulders in softer, finer hanks.

Beth had never thought of a pussy being beautiful. But watching her own daughter stretched so wide she quicky rearranged her prejudices. The warm, swollen mounds on either side of her crevice were lovely. And now as Benji eased his bulging glans completely out of Lori's cunt, the girl squirmed more hungrily against the mattress.

"Uhhh, put it in again! Ohhh this is the most wonderful torture I've ever had!"

Benji smiled, delighted that he was doing something right. He pushed his cocktip against the tumid folds and gave a quick little shove with his hips. There was a soft sound as his crown penetrated the dripping membranes. Holding just the tip of his prick inside her, he began to lick her nipples, each in turn.

Lori went half crazy. She wriggled like a snake, cried half words that strung together in what seemed to be a kind of erotic poem.

"Fuhhh… ohhhh, shit, Benji, it's so gohhhh dammmmmmmmmn gooooood!"

Her knees were still bent and she dug her heels viciously into the mattress as her cousin teased her. Using only the head of his cock again, he slipped it up along her slit until he could rub her clit. The smacking slurpy sound as he did this with agonizing slowness made Beth's mouth go dry. She found herself lusting after that wonderful looking penis! It was much bigger than Ron's. And now that she felt she'd taken a small one into her body, she wondered if she were woman enough to take something like Benji's.

"I must be losing my mind," Beth said to herself. But the desire was there. She could easily imagine herself stretched under Benji. She could imagine him teasing her dripping pussy with his cocktip.

"Benjeeeeee!" Lori cried, pumping her pert, plump ass like a wildcat. She was actually fucking herself on her cousin's prick. She was squirming down against it as he held back to make her beg.

"Now!" Lori flung her head back and forth on the pillow. "Ohhhhh now, Benji! Now!"

Beth's mouth fell open. She was entranced by the beauty of the two young people. Her daughter and nephew! As Lori's belly heaved and then sucked sharply under her ribcage, Benji stabbed deep with his cock. It went straight into Lori's body and the girl clutched frantically at her cousin's ass to keep it there. But he quickly pulled it out again until only the dark blue glans rested at the edge of her opening.

"Yaaahhhhhhh!" she groaned, her ass bucking. Benji penetrated her to the hilt once again and Lori's small feet pedaled jerkily in the air as her clit was ground down under the hilt of her cousin's body. Beth could hardly watch it was so erotic. She pushed a finger under her dress and between her hair-fringed lips. This time her thumb went in easily. She plunged it in and out as she squatted there behind the table. As she thumb-fucked herself, a steady drip of her juices made dark dots on the concrete between her bare feet.

"Benji, Benji, Benji, Benji!" Lori grunted the word every time the boy speared her again. A steady, unrelenting rhythm echoed through the open glass door to the balcony. Beth kept the same rhythm with her thumb.

"Lori… God, you're getting tighter inside. It's real spongy and soft. But tight!"

"Cause I'm gonna commmmme!"

Beth had never seen anything like it. It was as if Lori had suddenly gone mad. She gave a banshee scream and began to nip and bite at Benji's shoulders and neck. She half rolled him over as she attacked him with every bit of strength she had left. The movements of her ass were vicious and unrelenting. And Benji fought back just as frantically. The bed thumped under their wildness. Benji's cock slid in and out of his cousin's pussy as he rammed and stabbed at her. Beth could see the slick gloss smeared over both their bellies.

"Whuuhhhh."

"Ahhhhh!"

"Lori, Jeeeeesus!"

"Ohhh bite me, hurt me a little!"

The slapping sound of their bodies coming together again and again made Beth start to whimper. She had her thumb up inside her as far as it would go but felt that it wasn't really big enough. She lusted shamefully after that turgid, hot shaft that was being shoved deep into Lori's body over and over and over again. She was getting off on watching her own daughter fucked.

Benji reached a point where his face tightened in the agony of spurting pleasure that would be the end for him. Lori felt his shudder and hurried, squirming like a mink under the rigid boy.

"Yeeeessssss!" she gasped, fingers curled into small fists against Benji's back. Her belly was pulled in hard and her thighs clasped her cousin's body as she ground out her pleasure in time to frantic little cries from deep in her throat.

"Uh! Ohhh! Nhhuhh! Whhhuuhh!" And then it was over, the two magnificent young people kissing in a last quiver of ecstasy. At the very end, Lori straightened her pretty legs and her toes pointed like a ballet dancer's. Then another little tremble went through her and she collapsed completely under her cousin's body. Her eyes were heavy and happy. Her mouth had the softest, sweetest smile on it that Beth had ever seen.

"I want him," Beth breathed to herself. "I want my nephew." She crawled away down the balcony to Cal's room and staggered into the cool darkness. Her eyes were dazzled from the sunlight and she felt strangely displaced. But she wouldn't have Ronny any more to give her some sort of satisfaction. Would she have the guts to seduce her very own nephew? Would she dare to try and fit that larger cock of his up into her abnormally small pussy? But Ron had stretched her a little. So it was just a question of morality. Could she, as Benji's aunt, actually go so far as inviting him to go at her with everything he had. Beth ran her long fingers over her body.

Yes, she could do that. She had to do that. Or go mad.