clinging pussy.
Sara was joyously gored on. the younger man’s stone-hard cock deep up inside her vibrating cunt, and his finger was bringing her insane pleasure as he plunged it in and out of her obscenely squishing rectum. Thrill after head-splitting thrill built up on top of each other as she felt him moving so potently around behind her, mumbling his incoherent joy at the feel of her body. She began a wanton squealing under John’s ravishment of her naked loins, knowing now that he was going to make her cum very soon. He felt too good, she never wanted to stop… wanted him to make her orgasm again and again, a never ending river of cascading climaxes that would carry her out to a sea of tranquility.
John stared with passion-slitted eyes at the writhing buttocks of his wife’s submissively kneeling aunt, and heard the deep-throated gurgling moans of pleasure escaping her lips. He was spellbound. God, she was the most incredible fuck he’d ever had, and he was bringing her to an uncontrollable peak of ecstasy. He could feel her pussy widening and gaping in greedy hunger, swallowing the entire length of his pounding cock which was lurching back and forth in unison with his finger in her eagerly nibbling anus.
Suddenly, Sara felt his thrusts quicken, hot and quivering and deep, and at the same time he jerked his probing finger from her rectum with a wet hissing sound to grip her hips tightly with both hands. She felt the loss of his finger in her anal passage, and groaned, “Don’t take it out… leave it in… I can cum that way!”
But John couldn’t hear her! He was heading for the finish… his climax had begun in his sperm-swollen balls, and was racing its way up to the head of his cock when he tightened his sphincter muscles in an effort to hold back his release.
Sara was only vaguely aware of John’s talon-like fingers digging into her naked ass-cheeks and drawing blood, for the hot friction of his long hard penis was like a searing tongue of fire as he fucked into her
straining little pussy from behind.
“Fuck me… lover, fuck me… darling, harder… “ she ranted and writhed her submissively kneeling body back to meet each body-jolting thrust of her niece’s handsome husband. Her voice was a constant wail as she climbed to her emotional peak of ecstasy.
Squirming in complete abandonment, Sara was mindless of the shameful whorish spectacle she was making of herself. Nothing existed but the shuddering tremors of delight – growing in intensity and duration that were inundating her loins… and her release was only seconds away…
Oh shit, John thought in emotional dismay. I’m going to… I can’t last long enough to make her cum!,He was almost there… his heated sperm was about to explode the swollen head of his cock. Wave after wave of thrilling ecstasy rippled outward from the burgeoning tip of his penis, trying to trigger his climax. He fought them all… but he couldn’t keep it up a second longer. “Oh… shit!” It was there… and then he let go!
It was then that he realized Sara was there too.
He withdrew his penis until only the pulsating tip was inside her fevered pussy lips, then – thrusting his hips forward one final time – he buried his wildly jerking cock deep into the soft warm cuntal flesh up between her legs. Holding it deep inside her belly, the white-hot sperm in his testicles exploded up along his pulsating rod of flesh.
‘‘Aaaaggggghhhh… oh fuck… lover… fuck… I’m cccuuuming!” the howling older woman responded, gurgling with rapture. She felt his rock-hard penis slashing through her cuntal flesh and his sperm-bloated testicles scraping against her clitoris. His lean hips slammed into her eagerly upraised buttocks, almost forcing her to fall forwards from the jolt of flesh on flesh. She threw back her head and repeated in an almost incoherent wail, “I’m in heaven… I’m cccuuuming… cccuuuming… Ooohhhhh…”
She felt the heat boiling up inside of her insanely quivering vagina, and she squeezed and milked with her inner cuntal muscles at the thick spewing cock that had rammed into her. Her passion grew, then doubled in intensity as she heard John’s unintelligible moans of pleasure and felt his shuddering penis pumping load after load of his boiling sperm up into her trembling little belly.
Just the thought of if triggered all the violence that had built up in her over the last hour, and she was crying out in shrill rapture, ‘‘Oh shit… oh Christ, lover… Aaaaaahhhhh…”
“Shit… son of a bitch… a fucking bitch…“ John groaned and shoved his pelvis against her nakedly squirming ass-cheeks holding his emptied penis inside her clasping cunt, buried to the hilt. Then, he felt her body begin to jerk with a new climax, even more powerful than her first.
“Aaaaggggghhhhhh,” she gasped, her cuntal muscles spasming and sucking at the shaft of his cock, “I’m cccuumming again… again… again… ooohhh… Aaaaaiiieee!”
She bucked and lunged as her hard-driving young nephew slammed his now depleted penis back and forth to give more friction against her sensitive clitoris. Abruptly, Sara began to weep uncontrollably as their liquid passion commingled up inside her belly in a warm shimmering pool of untold joy and ecstasy. For a moment she fought the panic of fainting, and held on with sheer will power until the third orgasm inundated her shamelessly responding body.
She wasn’t fighting anymore… she was beyond recall. She lurched once, her vaginal walls spasmed, and then… she fell forward in unconsciousness… the first swoon of her lifetime.
John tumbled on top of her, his soft, limply hanging penis pulling from her collapsed vagina with a wet slurping hiss. He was panting for breath as he buried his face in the soft warmth of her naked shoulder. Then he shuddered one time and rolled over to lie beside her, too exhausted to move any further or cover their perspiration-soaked bodies with a sheet.
CHAPTER FOUR
“Darling, I’m sorry it took me so long, but I couldn’t find the meat I wanted at the market where we usually go.” Joan said, as she unpacked the grocery bags on the kitchen table. “So I went to the other side of town to get it.”
“It’s all right, honey,” John murmured, sipping a cup of coffee unable to look his wife in the eyes. “I just got up, anyway.”
“Is there enough coffee, or should I make you some more?”
“There’s plenty, but I don’t think Sara’s had any yet.”
“She had some before I left, but she said she was going back to bed,” Joan continued, her mind only half on what she was saying. She was too preoccupied with putting away the food and getting out of her hot clothes so she could go swimming and relax. “I’m finally finished. Let’s go for a dip in the pool.”
“Sorry, honey, I was planning on playing golf this afternoon with Bill Kent,” he said. “Just waiting for him to get here, now. I almost missed you.”
“Okay, have a good time,” she smiled, “See you later.” Joan kissed him lightly. and had started toward the kitchen door to go put on her bikini suit when he stood up suddenly.
“Joan!” He started to speak, then stopped.
“Yes?”
“Nothing… just I love you.”
“What’s wrong, darling?” With an instinctive awareness, she abruptly knew her husband was being evasive. She’d lived with him too long not to know when something was upsetting him.
Just at that moment, Aunt Sara came bouncing through the door, dressed in the tiniest bikini swimsuit that Joan had ever set her eyes on.
“Good morning, darlings,” she sang out, bubbling with radiant health and happiness. “Haven’t you gone yet?” She quipped at the abashed young husband, then leaned down and sensually slid her lips across his face toward his open mouth where she planted a long lingering kiss.
And then, Joan knew! Like a boll of lightning it hit her! The dark red blush on her husband’s face confirmed it! Oh God. she thought, Sara got to him! Why did I leave them alone? I knew she’d try it if she got a chance! She’s seduced John!
Just then, a call came through the kitchen door and it opened to reveal their next door neighbor, Bill Kent. “Ready, old man?”
