going to have the time of his life.'
In the bedroom, John knelt at Greta's feet, and she told him to feel her ankles, then slowly work his way up her long, lovely legs. He did it slowly, thrilling to the feel of her nylon-sheathed legs. When his hands moved above her knees, the thrill became greater for him, and she felt his hands trembling as she sat smiling, her knees so wide apart that he could see where black nylon panties curled down into her crotch, and wondered if he would be allowed to feel there.
'I like the way you feel my thighs,' she told him as his hands reached the tops of her nylons. Then they moved higher, squeezing the firm flesh of her big bare thighs, delighting in the feel of her warm, silken skin.
'Oh, Aunt Greta, it feels so good! I can't believe it's really happening. Are you going to let me see and feel more than your thighs?'
'On thing at a time, darling. Keep feeling your way up until I tell you to stop.'
His breathing labored, sweat trickling down his body, John went on fondling her thighs and then his hands were on her hips, rubbing and squeezing bare skin and sheer panties.
'The crotch of my little panties feels very hot, dear,' she told him. 'Would you like to feel it and tell me how warm it is? When you do, just think, there will be nothing between my cunt and your hand except a thin little bit of nylon.'
She saw his right hand tremble as he brought it to her crotch, then it pressed lightly on the crotch of her panties. He held for a moment, then pressed more firmly, and told her how hot and exciting it felt, then he began rubbing up and down, and she sighed warmly and told him to keep rubbing there and to make her pussy get hotter. His hand continued to rub, and then he felt moisture on the nylon and wondered if she had pissed a little. When he asked her about it, she explained that when a woman's cunt gets very hot and horny, a little fluid sometimes escapes. Cunt juice, she called it, and the words caused him to tremble even more violently.
While he went on rubbing her crotch, Greta removed her blouse, and he gasped when he looked at the sight of her black bra and white body. John couldn't understand why, but he wanted to cry, felt tears in his eyes. The tears surprised him since he was happier than he had ever been.
'Get up now, John, and play with my bra for a while. I want you to feel how big and firm my tits are. Have you ever seen a woman in her bra before?'
'No. You're so beautiful, Greta,' he said as he got to his feet and reached for her bra with both hands. 'I've never been this excited in my life. Are you sure Uncle Cyril wouldn't be mad if he found out about this?'
'I'm positive, darling. We discussed it before you came here and agreed that in order to make your lives more exciting, we should teach the two of you about sex, and show you how beautiful it can be when it's right, the way it's going to be with us.'
She had him fondle the cups of her bra for a long time, then took his hands away and stood. Smiling, she reached behind her back, and slipped the hooks, which held the big bra closed. She paused, and then pulled the straps off her arms while holding the cups in place. Greta saw his wet eyes shining, teased him for a few seconds, then she removed one cup and showed him a naked tit. He gave a gasp, and then she removed the other cup and dropped the bra onto a chair.
Smiling brightly, she began fondling and rubbing her tits, tweaking the nipples to bring them to life.
'These are real tits, dear,' she told him as she played with them, 'the kind both men and women love to feel and squeeze and suck. Would you like to suck my big tits?'
When he assured her he would, Greta got onto the bed and invited him to join her. For a little while, he fondled the big, firm tits, and did it so well that he kept her sighing and panting. Then she had him lie on his back.
Crouching beside him, she caught her right tit from below, gave it a squeeze, and then lowered herself onto him, the tit still in her hand. As it came to him, he opened his mouth wide, but instead of pushing the tit into it, she rubbed his lips with the hardened nipple, making him wait, then she sighed deeply as she pushed the silken gift into his mouth and heard his muffled cry of passion. Even after she had filled his mouth, he sucked hard, trying to get more.
As they watched the tit sucking, Cyril and Jenny were going wild. It was the first time either had watched the seduction of an innocent boy, and the effect was such that both were panting hard and perspiring.
Knowing the tit sucking would go on for a long time, Cyril moved to his niece and unfastened her pants. Although she trembled more violently, she made no protest as he opened them and pulled them down to her knees, then he was fondling her thighs and panty-clad ass. After a little while, one of his hands moved slowly toward her crotch, and she opened it as wide as her lowered pants would permit.
'Here, Jenny,' he whispered as he unzipped his fly, 'I'll give you something to play with while I feel you up.'
She let out a little gasp as he took his hard cock out and showed it to her, the skin pulled well back off the swollen head, then she closed a hand around the red head and was surprised at the velvety feel of it. When she had held it for a few seconds, she brought her left hand into play as well, feeling the hardness of the long shaft.
'Oh, Uncle, it's so big and long,' she whispered, and gave his cock another squeeze. 'Could it really fit in my tiny little pussy?'
'Yes, dear. The cunt is a wonderful organ. It can stretch to take a cock of any size, and the more it stretches, the better it feels. You'll find out all about that soon. Speaking of your cunt, I'll take your panties down and have a look at it now.'
She caught her breath as he pulled her little white panties down, then he was licking his lips as he stared at the vaginal little slit which would soon be his to fuck and to suck. Squatting in front of her, he held her by both cheeks of the ass as he brought his mouth to the tender lips and gave them a wet kiss which caused her body to jerk strongly. He was strongly tempted to give her a cunt lapping and make her come, but he decided it would be better to save that, and to watch the rest of the seduction.
When they returned to their peepholes, Greta was standing with her feet wide apart, and John knelt with his head under her skirt. His hands were there as well, and a glow of lust shone in Greta's eyes as he worked on her with hands and mouth. Cyril knew she liked to have the crotch of her panties sucked, and guessed that was what John was doing.
And his guess was very accurate. While his hands felt her lush ass, through and around her panties, John was busily sucking her panties, which were already very wet in the crotch, and getting wetter by the second.
Not all women can come with their panties on, Cyril knew, hut Greta was one of the lucky ones, and he wasn't surprised when he heard her cries and grunts of orgasm, saw her big tits bouncing as she clutched at the boy's head through her skirt and held it tightly until the spasms passed. She sighed as he pulled her skirt off him, then unfastened the waistband, unzipped it, and allowed it to fall around her feet. As she stepped out of it, the kneeling boy staring in awe, she rubbed a hand in her wet crotch and smiled warmly down at him, telling him how beautifully he had sucked the crotch of her panties and how he would do it again, this time with no panties in the way, and with his mouth right on her cunt.
Turning her back to him, she bent from the waist and allowed her wide ass to sway close to his face, and then she told him to take her panties off. His hands trembled as he reached for them, then a hand was on each big cheek, squeezing and rubbing before he caught the waistband and slowly peeled the black panties down, moaning with desire as he bared the beautiful, white ass, thrilling at the sight of the flawless cheeks and deep crack.
As Greta stepped out of her panties, John looked up and caught a couple of quick glimpses of her cunt, then she turned, braced her feet wide apart, and really showed it to him, parting the lips with the tips of her fingers and smiling warmly as he trembled, and sweat covered his naked body as his hard little cock throbbed.
'Now tat you've seen my cunt, John,' she told him, 'it's time for you to kiss it and suck it and lick it.'
Still on his knees, he caught his breath as Greta took a step closer, and then her pussy was just above his mouth. He gulped, inhaled the faint aroma of musk, then pressed his open mouth onto her cunt and began sucking at once. It wasn't a comfortable position, and his neck soon began to hurt, but he welcomed pain as he thrilled to the feel of her smooth ass under his two hands, and the feel of a cunt pressed warmly onto his mouth as he sucked hungrily.
Greta's cunt was hot and juicy and very tasty, much more so than his sister's, he thought, and he wanted to keep his mouth on it forever. When he thought of it, he got his tongue up her slit and began lapping her juice, so wild with arousal that he wondered whether his body would explode, but he didn't worry about it. He had his face
