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My Nympho Aunt
Chapter 1
Ten minutes after Eddie Lyons got out of the taxi at his aunt's home, he got a hard-on. He hadn't seen her for several years, and now, after his first good look, his cock crawled up stiff and throbbing inside his leans. It was as if she had reached into his crotch and taken him by the balls with one of those slim and delicate hands.
«Wow,» he whispered to his sister as they followed the woman up a flight of richly carpeted stairs, «did you ever see such a beautiful ass?»
«Shh,» Linda hissed back, «she'll hear you; don't screw up this vacation before it even gets started.»
Eddie kept his eyes on the swing of his auntie's hips, digging the sweetly circular motion of the shapely cheeks and the way they seemed to coil and uncoil with the climbing rhythm of her long, sleekly nyloned legs. Auntie Beth had a fine, swinging rhythm there, he thought; it was all cunning little jiggles and appealing, lithe motions, dipping into the hidden valley of her ass cheeks, rounding out at the tops of her thighs. He was sorry she didn't wear a miniskirt; Eddie wanted to see much more of those classy legs, and maybe get a peek between the smoothly rounded thighs, where he might make out the outline of a ripe pussy snugged by tight lace panties.
Sorry that the climb was finished, he lifted his eyes innocently and smiled as their aunt showed them separate bedrooms. That was something else, he thought – the way her fine, high tits lifted against a thin blouse and showed the points of her nipples when she lifted an arm to point. A three-way point, Eddie thought, and stood sideways to hide his erection. Damn – if he'd known how sexy Aunt Beth was, he'd have hounded his mother into sending them on a trip to visit her long ago.
And she wasn't only beautifully stacked; there was something else about her, a polish, a coolness that showed class. Like a queen, he thought, lovely and with a magic body – but unreachable. That made a guy want to put the meat to her even more, he decided, and wondered who was doing the job for auntie, since her husband died. Plenty of horny men would be sniffing around after that special ass, he thought, and envied those who were making it.
«You'll be right next to each other,» she said, «with an adjoining bath. It's a big old house, kids, but it's been so empty I rattle around in it. I'm so glad you've come to keep me company.»
Eddie grinned when she said he and his sister would be right next to each other; if auntie only knew. He and Linda had been making it for about three months now, fucking in their home when their parents were out, and sneaking off to meet somewhere for a quick, hot screw when mom and dad were home. He wondered how auntie would react to that, and bet himself the news would shock some of that intriguing calmness from her lovely face.
Winking at Linda, he carried his bags into the room and turned to look back over his shoulder at that groovy, grownup ass going boomity-boom. Man, he thought; it wasn't that he wasn't getting plenty of good cunt from Linda. His sister was sweet and hot and he guessed that she was a far-out fuck, but he just didn't have anybody to compare her with, since Linda was his first and only piece of ass. And he couldn't help wondering how it would be, to slide his stiff cock into an older woman's thickly haired pussy.
«See you kids downstairs,» his aunt called, «and you can tell me all about your trip.»
Eddie zipped down his jeans and let his swollen rod jump out into his hand. He could just picture Auntie Beth stroking her long, slim fingers over the hard meat, running her silver fingernails around the pulsing head and making it drip a little juice. Dropping back on the bed, he spread his legs and imagined rubbing that puffy, sensitive head up along his aunt's thigh, feeling it slip along that tightly filled nylon, then easing it over to nudge between her ripe legs, feeling up and up until his knob nestled into the lace panties.
«Hey,» his sister said from the bathroom door, «are you that horny? We can have a quickie before we go downstairs and act like good little kids.»
Eddie aimed the head of his prick at her. «Can't get auntie's swinging ass out of my head. She's got such groovy tits, too – and her legs, man! You think the hair on her pussy is the same silvery blonde, like her head?»
Linda moved into the room, a good-looking kid herself, lithe and well tanned, with sunstreaks in her light brown hair, her hazel eyes set at an exotic slant. Her tits bobbed under a tee shirt, the nipples coming erect as he watched. Sure, she was good-looking, he thought; people often mistook them for identical twins, though Linda was a year younger. Which made him a passable guy, too.
Smiling down at him, Linda slipped out of her tee shirt, and Eddie watched her hard young tits jump out at him. They were round and small, but beautifully shaped, and her nipples were dark brown, sticking straight out. Her breasts were tanned, too, because she sunned in the nude. Eddie thought that a lot of guys would give their left nuts to get into his sister, too. She dug fucking as much as he did, and her body was firm all over, her elegant little pussy was tight and hot, and a guy could cover both cheeks of her smooth ass with one hand, if his fingers were long enough.
When she wiggled her hips and dropped her jeans, he focused on the vee of her pouty cunt and the silken curlings of pubic hair there. He'd been in love with that juicy snatch for better than a year, since he'd first started noticing how sexy his sister's body was. It took them awhile to get together, because both of them kept shying off, afraid to take that first real step toward making it. But when they finally did – wow!
Linda kicked off her jeans and stood naked before him, making slow, grinding motions of her flat belly, humping her pussy at him in suggestive bumps and grinds. She said, «I really dig seeing your cock standing up like that. I think it's beautiful.»
«All yours, chick,» he said. «For now, anyway.»
«Lie back on the bed,» his sister said. «I want to play horsy on you this time.»
Flat on his back, his prick standing up like a flagpole, Eddie reached up for her slim, satiny body as Linda climbed on top of him, running his hands up and down her glossy thighs as she spread them to balance above his waiting rod.
Linda said, «Every time I look down at your prick, I can't help thinking of the first time we fucked. Remember how scared we were? But man, oh man – both of us were so hot by then that nothing else counted, and I'd been swiping mom's pills for a week.»
«You were so tight, I thought I'd never get it in,» Eddie breathed, caressing his sister's shapely ass and running his hands down the glossy smoothness of her thighs. «And when I just got it started into that hot little hole, I popped off.»
Lowering her crotch slowly, Linda touched her curly pubic hairs to the blunt end of his swollen prick. «That helped, really; your semen made my pussy slippery, and you could work it in better.»
He laughed. «Yeah; I wasn't about to quit then, even though I didn't even know if I could come twice in a row. I was going to get my first piece of ass, even if the roof fell in.»
Her labia was dewy, sultry with the promise of hidden juices, thrilling as the rubbery lips fondled his cock-head, being spread slowly, elastically by his sister's weight. The end of it penetrated slowly and Eddie watched Linda's feathery crotch press down, watched his prick slide inch by distended, rigid inch up into her sweet pussy. He stroked her flat belly with his fingertips as his meat slipped home, and saw the brown nipples of her hard tits aimed straight out.
His sister's soft snatch closed lovingly over his shaft, the lubricated silken folds of her narrow vagina tight and oily. Linda's crotch came all the way down as she took weight off her thighs and spread them, her vulva nestling against his balls. Eddie was in her cunt to the hilt, the root of his cock snug into the pussy lips, and he felt the furry cleft of her delicate ass.
«Hot and sweet,» he murmured, sliding his hands up and down the curves of her buttocks as Linda began to twist sensuously upon the length of his embedded shaft. «I'll never get enough of fucking you, sis. Even when we grow up and get married, I'll still come back for more of your gorgeous little pussy.»
She wiggled on him, stroking her ass gently up and down, grinding her pelvis into his. Her hands were flat on his chest now as she leaned forward a little, ticktocking her cunt in a juicy rhythm. «We'll have to marry people who dig screwing as much as we do,» she said, panting a little. «None of that jealous bullshit, or we'll just move in with each other.»
Eddie lifted his belly and thrust strongly up into the hot depths of her clinging vagina. «Do you ever think about fucking somebody else?»
«Sure,» she said with a long series of hunches that made her pussy do tricks around his moving shaft, «but I haven't got around to trying it yet. I'll tell you when I do.»
He stroked the delicious velvets of her snatch, rolling the puffy knob of his prick around his sister's buttery sheath. «I hope I get a chance to put this into Auntie Beth's cunt. Man – I'd really dig fucking her between those long, wiggly legs, or anywhere else she'd let me put it.»
«Umm,» Linda purred, humping more strongly upon him now and bringing her chest down to dig the rigid little nipples of her breasts into his chest. «Well, right now pay attention to what you've doing, baby. Right now, your hard cock is all mine, so drive it deep, darling – shove it right up to the balls.»
Hooking his fingers into the damply torrid crack of her ass, Eddie worked his prick powerfully into his sister's tight snatch, sliding it in and out of the humid gripping of the passionate hole. Her face was tucked into the joining of his throat and shoulder, and he could smell the special, flowery perfume she liked, plus the rich and spicy aroma of her aroused pussy.
Linda moaned softly, her tongue licking his skin as she pivoted upon his surging shaft, swinging her ass voluptuously, her lively cunt clamping down on his cock-head, loosening to allow him to back out, then biting fiercely down again as he thrust deeply into her. His sister's body arched and heaved, and Eddie winced when she clawed his shoulders and bit into his throat, but he liked the little added touch of pain, liked to know he was really getting her off.
«Oh, you beautiful, horny bastard,» she groaned. «Such a sweet – hard – prick! Oh, Eddie – ahh, darling. Yes, yes, yes – stick that meat to me, brother – make me come – come!»
The entire sleeve of her boiling pussy flexed around his rod, and Linda ground her pelvis hungrily into his own as she reached orgasm. Eddie kept stabbing it, bumping his root against her vibrant little clit, stirring those suctioning depths with long and steady strokes, for he knew he could bring her right back to the brink of another climax.
She responded avidly, her cunt shivering, then beginning to slip up and down on him again, her shapely, trim ass turning within Eddie's hands, all her body sensuous and turning slick with sweat.
She was far out and groovy, Eddie thought, pouring the meat to her, but he'd still dig fucking his aunt. And Linda would never be jealous of anything like that; she had her head on straight, and would probably pitch in to help him. Several times, after they were all fucked out, they'd lain side by side and talked about the things they'd like to do.
«Y-you're doing it again,» she panted. «My pussy is bubbling inside – feel it? Oh wow – there's nothing better in the whole world than screwing like this. So good, darling – oh, so good, good.»
His sister would be coming in a few seconds, he knew, and this time he wanted to come with her, to let go his load into the surging ecstasy of her cunt. So Eddie stepped up his rhythm, reaching deeply and pulling back until only her pussy lips grasped the flanged head of his cock, then shoving it back again with a sinuous, grinding motion that made the cheeks of her ass tremble in his hands.
Linda's vagina rippled, pulling upon his submerged prick, and her crotch slid wetly across his; this time, her mouth found his own and her tongue darted greedily, trying to reach down his throat as she shuddered to a second climax. Eddie's cockhead flexed deep within the juicy cup of her snatch, and he felt the power come leaping up from his contracting balls, hurling itself along the spasming length of his shaft to explode from the glans.
He came violently, pumping lasciviously into the hot, wet glove of Linda's pussy, spurting forth a hissing globule of semen that splashed against her womb in searing droplets that were rich and sticky and the consistency of heavy cream.
The slippery fluid seeped down his embedded pole, piling up around his stem, and when he moved from side to side he could feel some of it seeping from the jealous grip of his sister's cunt to puddle upon his balls. Eddie liked the feel of his semen, the luxurious warmth and wetness of it, but his sister dug its touch even more – touch and feel and taste, he thought.
She stirred upon him, swiveling her hips so that his still hard cock slipped out of her dripping slot and drew a sticky trail down the inside of one sleek thigh. «Auntie will be expecting us to come down,» she sighed. «But I guess that fucking will hold me until after dinner, anyhow.» Sitting up and flinging back her hair, Linda said then, «Are you really going to make a pass at her?»
«I don't know how to go about it,» he admitted. «She may think I'm just a goofy kid. But I have to try, anyway. Auntie Beth really turns me on
– and I've just been itching to get into a different cunt, too. I mean, yours is terrific, Linda, and not many guys are lucky enough to have a beautiful hot-assed sister like you. But I keep dreaming of grownup cunts, all thick hairs and deep.»
His sister climbed off the bed and stretched, the motion lifting her round-apple tits and flattening her belly even more. «How are you going to do it? Look, I know what you mean about dreaming. Ever since we started balling, I've wondered what it would be like to have some big guy crawl on me – how he'd pump his cock, if he'd like to eat my pussy
– things like that. But it would be a lot easier for me to make some guy, than for you to just grab Auntie Beth's ass or something.»
Eddie shook his head. «I don't know how; but I'll have to try. You think she's balling anybody? She ought to be, put together the way she is – all that sweet ass and those long, long legs.»
His sister shrugged. «Maybe; remember that mom said she was all shook up when uncle died, and I smelled liquor on her breath. Maybe she's drowning her sorrows and hasn't looked around yet.»
«She doesn't have to look far,» Eddie said. «Well – we'd better get dressed and go downstairs. Screwing always makes me hungry.»
He knew they looked clean and innocent when they walked into the kitchen, where a black maid was preparing lunch. Sneakily, Eddie looked her over, too – big tits, a round ass and velvet skin. He filed Ceil for further reference and said yes, thank you; and no, thank you in the dining room, answering all Auntie Beth's questions about his mom and dad.
Linda was right; their aunt was hitting the bottle, having a couple of martinis before lunch and wine with the meal. She laughed a lot, throwing back her head and showing him the shape of her nipples. But she wasn't sloppy, Auntie Beth could never be coarse or sloppy. Even though she was drinking too much, she maintained that regal composure, the cool, distant look of class, and that turned him on even more. Eddie couldn't keep his eyes off those great tits, and he kept wondering how those tapering sleek legs would feel, wrapped around his back while he plunged his eager shaft deep into her lush, mature pussy. Would she fuck back, or just lie there like a snow princess?
One way or another, he meant to find out.
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.