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Auntie Marilyn, Part Two
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herself that she wasn't!
She was well aware that the young boy was profoundly upset at his
action however, and she reached out her hand and gently touched his face,
his hands running through his hair. "Peter dear, what on earth is wrong
with you, you've never done anything like this before."
Then almost as if it were someone else and not herself that was
acting, the beautiful widow drew her young nephew close to her, flicking
her tongue out to moisten her voluptuous lips.
Peter Goodge was amazed, his aunt was looking at him so seductively
this moment, an entire change had come over her. It was almost as if his
touch had awoken something deep inside her . . . it looked to him almost
as if she were going to kiss him, or something!
With a soft moan, Marilyn turned the nervously trembling boy's face
up toward hers. She caught just a glimpse of the surprise in his eyes
before she covered his lips with her own mouth, breathing softly into his
and parting her own lips wide to thrust her tongue in between his teeth.
Peter stiffened in shock as his aunt kissed him light on the lips.
He could feel her full breasts, pressed hard against his chest and she was
breathing heavily, her body trembling. His aunt wasn't kissing him in a
motherly way, though, this was a woman's kiss he was getting he realized
as she sucked on his tongue.
Another soft tremor of excitement coursed through Marilyn's wanton
body as she felt her nephew's hands move cautiously back up to touch her
waist, then trailed slowly up her sides beneath her arms, lightly brushing
the heaving swells of her breasts. She could feel the electric excitement
exuding from Peter's trembling body, and she knew what she was doing was
insane. She was leading him on, and Peter's response to her embrace could
only be sexual arousal. But she couldn't stop. Her breasts were bursting
with all the love and emotion that welled up in them for her beautiful
young nephew and her flesh quivered with her own forbidden craving. She
knew that she was doing something very dangerous, but somehow she couldn't
stop herself.
Another distant puff rising in her throat, Marilyn removed her lips
from Peter's, snuggling her face against his cheek and blowing softly into
his ear. Now she didn't resist as one of Peter's hands slipped between
their bodies to eagerly cup and massage the ripely rounded firmness of her
breasts, hardly protected by her flimsy blouse.
"Auntie, please show me . . . will you show me how to do it?"
Marilyn could hardly believe her ears. Yet now the blunt request,
which ordinarily would have shocked and angered her, prompted a much
different reaction. Her lust and her compassion for her nephew were
becoming confused and it was difficult for her to separate one from the
other.
"Auntie, please, please will you do it with me?"
"Oh no, Peter, I can't . . . I can't . . . the older woman whispered
into her young nephew's ear, "I just can't."
Marilyn was hardly aware as Peter took one of her hands and pulled it
gently downward. Only when it was placed right down on the lewdly
throbbing erection that tented the crotch of his pants did she realize
what he was doing. Then another shock coursed through her loins as
Peter's other hand dropped from her breasts to seize the hem and her skirt
and begin to work it slowly up to reveal her soft-skinned thighs and the
nearly transparent bikini panties, winch hardly protected her already
obscenely moistening pussy.
Peter was so excited he could hardly stand it. He could hardly
believe that this was happening with his aunt but he couldn't think about
anything at this moment but playing with her gorgeous breasts, and having
her hand resting on the pulsating hardness of his penis, and the sheer
thrill of pulling her dress up and revealing her tantalizingly rounded
thighs and buttocks was almost more than he could bear. His cock was so
hard he thought it was going to burst out of his pants, and if he didn't
get to fuck his aunt pretty soon, he thought he would go out of his mind.
Marilyn gathered all her strength together now and pulled back from
her young nephew. She stared down at her own body, completely exposed
from the waist down except for the thinly revealing panties that didn't
even conceal the soft black hair of her pussy nestled so invitingly
between her thighs. Then her eyes rested on her nephew's bulging pants,
his lewdly aroused cock causing her to suck in her breath sharply. It
didn't seem quite real though, nothing seemed quite real.
"Please Auntie, you've got to do it to me, I want it so badly, I can
hardly stand it."
Marilyn watched her nephew in desperation. She knew he was right,
for it had been she who had begun this! How could she leave him hanging
this way . . . how could she . . . it would probably harm him for life!
"Promise you'll never tell anyone Peter," urged Marilyn.
"I promise," the young boy said excitedly.
"I can't make love to you though, Peter, I just can't."
"B-but . . ."
"It's just that I feel badly leaving you hanging this way, really I
do."
Marilyn slid her own hand slowly down her body, brushing at the
bunched up skirt around her waist, she tried to smooth it down but she
didn't quite manage it. She knew what she was about to do was sheer
madness and yet she couldn't stop herself . . . she couldn't leave her
young nephew in this state.
"Do you have a handkerchief," she asked in a soft., lusty voice.
"Yes Auntie."
"Give it to me then," she purred softly.
The boy gave his aunt his handkerchief, still not quite understanding
what she was going to do with it.
Marilyn spread it over his stomach, then she unzipped his pants and,
trying to stifle the urgent moan rising in her own throat, reached her
fingers inside the fly of his pants. She felt his hips jerk in sudden
excitement as she closed her hand around the already eagerly throbbing
shaft of his penis, looming up with a twitch in warmly pulsing erection as
she worked the jockey shorts aside to expose the resilient flesh to his
touch and free it to protrude upward in lewd invitation from his fly.
Marilyn moistened her lips, gazing hungrily down at her nephew's
nakedly throbbing little cock-shaft. "I'm going to jack you off, Peter."
Peter frowned in disappointment as his aunt lightly touched the
sensitive skin of his cock, beginning to draw it slowly up and down from
the naked head along the smoothly pulsating shaft. Though the caress of
her fingers on his penis felt better than anything he'd ever experienced
in his life and was beyond even comparing with the way it felt when he did
it to himself, he still wasn't going to be satisfied just to have her jack
him off. Though he was tempted. The prospect of actually fucking his
aunt still scared Peter, no matter how much he wanted it!
"But Auntie . . ." pleaded Peter, his voice strained.
"Doesn't this feel good darling," Marilyn asked, watching the
expression on her nephew's lust-contorted face as she increased the up-
and-down motions of her hand on the erect little cock-shaft.
"It feels good Auntie, but I want to fuck you."
A lustful shiver ran swiftly through Marilyn's body at hearing that
blunt word, but no matter how much she might want to give in to the boy's
lewd demands, she knew she had to control herself.
Peter continued to tremble and jerk on the couch as his aunt
increased the smoothly skinning up and down motions of her hand on his
blood-filled cock, feeling it surge even harder in her fingers with the
young boy's wildly spiraling desire. Again she licked her voluptuously
full lips and even more urgent cravings shot through her own hashish-
drugged body as she saw the little glistening seminal droplet that
appeared in the glans-slit at the tip of Peter's cock. Then slowly she
decreased the movements of her hand, softly squeezing the lust-inflamed
hardness and gazing down in completely wanton anticipation as an even more
insane, more intriguing idea invaded her consciousness.
She'd never felt this way in her life, and she knew what she was
thinking of doing now could have an even more disastrous consequences than
the relatively minor act of jacking her young nephew off. But once the
idea had entered her mind, she couldn't get rid of it. The prospect was
so warped, so perverted, so fascinating . . .
Now Peter was groaning and tossing in youthful frenzy between the
delicate manipulations of her fingers on his sex-crazed cock. She knew he
was enjoying what she was doing to him, but she could see the shame-and
disappointment that lingered in Ms face even beyond his rising excitement.
And she knew that even by giving him a climax in this manner, she would in
a sense be humiliating him. There was an inherent degradation in what she
was doing to him now. She was the aggressor, he the passive receiver.
And that wasn't what she'd intended. For no matter how stimulating it
might be physically for her nephew, the act of ejaculating into a
handkerchief as she, his aunt, watched and assisted, would inevitably be
humiliating for him.
Slowly Marilyn ceased the movements of her hand. She couldn't do it
to him. She couldn't shame and humiliate him this way. And short of
indulging her own perverted lust, of using his innocent body for the
satiation of her own warped desire, Marilyn could think of only one other
way to give her nephew satisfaction, the satisfaction his young body
demanded and let him retain his dignity at the same tune. Then her hand
dropped slowly away from his erectly throbbing cock.
"Auntie . . . w-what . . . Peter gasped, his body twitching and
jerking in frustration, his rigidly pulsating cock shaft visibly flexing
as the contact was completely ceased.
"I know this isn't fair to you," she said softly. "So I'm going to
do something else. I know a better way to make you cum."
"Are you going to let me screw you?"
Marilyn couldn't help the light, playful giggle that sprang to her
lips. Then she shook her head. "No, Peter, I told you I wouldn't do that
. . . but I am going to suck your cock."
She hesitated, relishing the look of shock and anticipation on the
boy's face. Then, her own desire surging almost- as wildly as his at the
thought of offering her mouth and lips for his lewd pleasure, she leaned
slowly downward. Again she seized the thickly swollen shaft of his cock
and bent it backwards until it was pointed directly up at her face.
Inches away she paused and opened her mouth to breath softly over the
glistening little glans, her fingers resuming the obscene up-and-down
skinning to prompt further excited grunts and groans from the astonished
boy.
Then Marilyn flicked her tongue gingerly from her lips, the saliva-
wetted tip coming into wantonly shocking contact right upon the throbbing
head of Peter's engorged cock. She circled it slowly about the rubbery
flesh, listening with keenly rising passion to his excited moans, feeling
his hips twitch spontaneously from the arousing sensation. The tip of her
tongue found the little opening of the glans at the end and greedily
lapped up the little shining droplet of eager pre-cum, the sharply
pleasing taste only further increasing her own hotly building hunger and
want. Then her hands slipped softly to the base of the pulsing shaft as
her lips parted to take just the blood-swollen head up into the warmth and
moisture of her mouth.
A low sigh escaped from Peter's lips as his aunt's mouth planted
moist kisses around the jerking cock-head, continuing to play and tease
him, yet still refusing to actually take the tingling shaft between her
lips. She trailed her tongue teasingly down the straining rod of flesh,
then again flicked it back all the way up the slender moistened shaft.
Then with a sudden deep groan, Peter reached down into his aunt's long
black hair, holding her face against his loins as he thrust his hips
eagerly upward, shoving the full-length of his hotly twitching cock
between her lips and ramming it all the way down her tongue to the back of
her throat.
Marilyn gulped, giving out with a muffled whimper of mixed delight
and protest at the sudden shocking invasion. It almost choked her, but
she took a wanton masochistic pleasure in her nephew's sudden display of
aggression, surrendering her lips willingly as she felt the wildly
palpitating head of his penis crush relentlessly into the moist tenderness
of her mouth.
Peter trembled as he felt his aunt's lips warmly close around the
hard-fleshed shaft of his cock, now taking almost the whole length into
her mouth. As the young boy began to hunch up and down on the couch,
Marilyn surrendered her lips even more willingly to the satisfaction of
his obscene lust. Again and again she felt the hotly swelling hardness
shoving into her yielding mouth, the massively throbbing head plunging
down the full length of her tongue to embed itself far into the back of
her throat as Peter squirmed his loins even harder into her face. With a
wanton whimper she closed her eyes and began to work her head up and down
in a bobbing movement over his loins, swishing her tongue wildly around
the sensitively pulsing head as she started to suck in earnest.
Marilyn was losing her inhibitions, throwing herself body and soul
into the task of sucking her nephew's cock. She wanted him to cum in her
mouth. She now longed for the lewd ejaculation and was determined not to
waste a single drop of the precious life-giving fluid. She concentrated
all her efforts toward that end, making gurgling sounds deep in her
throat, yielding up her softly willing mouth totally for Peter's pleasure.
Her lips were stretched tightly by the violating rod of flesh, and her
bent-over position beside the couch made the strain on her neck and
shoulders almost unbearable. But she didn't care. She sucked ravenously,
further intensifying the frenzied bobbing of her head over his loins.
"Oh wow, Auntie, that feels so good, I can hardly stand it."
The young boy had never experienced anything like this before in his
life, and it was everything he could do to keep from shooting off right
this minute into his aunt's obscenely ovalled mouth. The feel of her
tongue and lips on the sensitive flesh of his cock was too much, and he
knew very soon he was going to lose control.
Then as his aunt began to sway and undulate her body with her own
frenziedly building passion, Peter became suddenly aware that on one side
her skirt was still pulled all the way up to her panties, and through the
near-transparent fabric he could just glimpse the shadowy black curls of
the hair of her cunt. Staring hungrily at her wantonly writhing buttocks,
he thrust his cock even harder into the warmth and softness of her mouth.
Then, unable to resist the temptation he reached out toward her with a
trembling hand.
A shiver ran through Marilyn's body as she felt Peter's hand move up
to touch her full-fleshed buttocks, again working her skirt completely up
above her thighs and off her seething panty-clad loins. She gasped around
the hotly plunging cock as she felt his fingers begin to dig and prod
gently into the firmness of her ripely quivering ass-cheeks. She sobbed
in abandon, her own body beginning to come savagely to life as Peter's
hands moved eagerly up between her thighs.
Marilyn further intensified her cock-sucking, the lewd submission
tapping a masochistic course in her she hadn't even known existed. Now
every inch of her voluptuous love-denied flesh was demanding contact,
sensation, a physical reward in exchange for the offering of her mouth up
for Peter's obscene exploitation, and already she was beginning to waiver
in her resolution to make this act a sacrifice on her part. She needed
her own release also. Her whole body was crying out with obscenely
welling lust.
Then she purred even more urgently around the boyish cock-shaft that
violated her mouth as she felt Peter's hands begin to stroke softly up the
straining tendon of one of her inner thighs. She was almost completely
naked below the waist, with only the sheer panties to conceal the
squirming half-moons of her buttocks and the already lewdly moistened
flesh of her cunt, but her complete vulnerability to her young nephew's
hands only further stimulated her now almost uncontrollable passion. Her
submissive mewling around the hotly thrusting shaft of Peter's cock
intensified, and she continued her fervent sucking as his fingers flicked
shockingly up inside the tight elastic legband of her panties and teased
into the soft curly hair that fringed her urgently pulsating little cunt-
lips.
Then a muffled moan issued from deeper in her throat as she felt the
first shattering contact of Peter's middle finger stroking right up along
the slickly moistened slit of her cunt and coming into savage contact with
the rigidly throbbing little bud of her clitoris.
As her buttocks writhed eagerly in lewd gyrating motions, Marilyn
felt her nephew's other hand seize the waistband at the top of her panties
and pull them slowly down off the flexing ripeness of her buttocks. Then
an even more violent shiver darted through her loins as his middle finger
stroked softly down the forbidden crack between her ass-cheeks running
right over the sensitive little opening of her anus. The exciting contact
made her intensify her hungry sucking of Peter's cock, and her head bobbed
in an even more wildly frenzied rhythm over his bucking loins, her teeth
scratching lightly up and down his resilient flesh and her tongue still
swiping over the palpitating head.
Peter groaned at the lewd sight of his aunt's face bobbing in obscene
submission over his loins, sucking his cock right up between her
sensuously rounded lips. Then once more he turned his attention to her
near-naked buttocks and the softly haired flesh of her pussy, his fingers
moving down from her hot little anus to stroke teasingly into the parted
lips of her cunt from behind and up over the little bud nestled so
tenderly at the top of the slit.
Then Marilyn's buttocks twitched even more wildly as his middle
finger slipped right up in between her flanged pussy-lips, worming slowly
and deliberately into the warm wet flesh of her vagina, and Peter's own
body stiffened an even louder groan coming to his lips.
"Uh-oh," he gasped, his buttocks sinking down into the couch as he
tried to gain control over his maddening need, but the thought of playing
with his aunt's pussy even as she lewdly sucked his cock was more than the
young boy could stand. He'd never had the slightest sexual contact and
the sensation was just too much for him. He could feel the cum welling up
excitedly in his balls, and he knew there wasn't a way in the world he was
going to stop. He was going to shoot off whether he wanted to or not . .
. and if his aunt didn't move fast, he was going to do it right in her
mouth.
Marilyn felt the sudden increase of the tension in Peter's body. She
sensed the even greater urgency of the obscenely thrusting cock between
her lips, and she knew it wasn't going to be long until he ejaculated.
Frantically she began to hunch and undulate her own hips, squirming the
softness of her lustfully tingling pussy flesh back and forth on the
finger that still remained embedded far up inside the sensitive softness,
now straining to obtain her own desperately needed release in spite of her
previous vow.
"Uh-oh," Peter gasped again. "I'm gonna cum, Auntie. I can't help
it. I just can't hold it any longer."
Again his hips retreated downward and suddenly Marilyn realized what
he was trying to do. Due to Peter's inexperience, it must have never
occurred to him that when she said she wanted to suck his cock, she
intended to go all the way with her masochistic surrender. She'd intended
to let him cum in her mouth. Now the young boy's display of naivete sent
an even more wanton thrill darting through her wildly pulsing loins, and
she followed his retreating cock with her lips, clinging to it
desperately, again sucking the full length of it almost to the back of her
throat. She'd never let a man cum in her mouth before. But she was
determined to do it for Peter. She wanted him to cum there. She wanted
Ws triumph and her subjugation to be complete.
But as Peter continued to squirm away from her, it became apparent
Marilyn was going to have to communicate her wish verbally. The idea that
she might want him to shoot off in her mouth must be completely beyond the
realm of his innocently-rooted imagination, and she had to let him know so
he could enjoy his ejaculation to the fullest.
With a distant sounding whimper Marilyn let the hotly twitching shaft
of Peter's cock slip from her lips and raised her head, gazing hungrily up
the length of his body at his lust-strained face.
"I want you to cum in my mouth, Peter, I want you to cum in my
mouth."
That did it. Peter could hardly believe his ears, but the prospect
of actually coming in his aunt's mouth was more than he could resist.
With a loud gasp he thrust the throbbing rigidity of his cock violently
back up between her full red lips, groaning and grunting in complete
abandon, as he released his restraints, further increasing the lewd
fucking movements of his fingers into her moistly seeping pussy as he felt
the dam give way in his throbbing testicles.
An instant later Marilyn felt the first warm drop of Peter's fresh-
tasting sperm come spewing obscenely into her mouth. She gulped, her
Adam's apple bobbing in rapid rhythm as she swallowed to keep from
choking.
At almost the same instant the first distant waves began far up
inside her own loins and sensing what was happening, Peter thrust his
middle finger even more swiftly in and out of her pulsating cuntal depths
as the shocking waves of orgasm began to pour through her body. His own
buttocks continued their wild lunging as her tongue twirled maddeningly
around his twitching young cock-head, gurgling sounds continued to pour
wantonly from her throat as she swallowed the ceaselessly spurting
droplets.
At last, with an exhausted sigh, Peter sank his buttocks down onto
the couch. His aunt closed her eyes, her body squirming for a few moments
longer as her orgasm played itself through her satiated body.
The young widow was slowly beginning to come to her senses, it was
almost as if the exhaustion of the sexual endeavor had torn the last
remnants of the hashish from her body and everything was beginning to come
back to it's former sharp reality.
"I liked it, I really liked it," gasped Peter excitedly, looking down
at his deflating penis, its glistening shaft still seeping cum from it's
throbbing head.
"I know darting, but we must never do it again," said Marilyn
seriously, realizing now fully the enormous responsibility she had taken
on, showing this kind of release to her nephew. What if he should tell
his friends, or worse than that, her brother-in-law. How could she ever
explain her outrageous behavior.
Peter was silent, he knew that his aunt meant what she was saying now
but he knew that it wouldn't be the last time for either of them.
Unbeknown to her he had a little tape-recorder stashed in his pocket and
if all had gone according to plan he had recorded their entire fucking
session, it would prove to be a good piece of blackmail for future
sessions, besides he wanted to let Seth Roberts hear it, he would never
believe him that he had had his cock sucked by his aunt unless he heard
the tape.
"I promise I won't tell anyone Auntie," the boy said innocently,
knowing full well that the tape would do the talking for him.
"Good darling, it's better this way, believe me. I'm glad I helped
you out, though. Now you'd better run along before your father wonders
where you are . . . and Peter . . . thank you for the brownies!"
Chapter 4
The sun was setting as Ronnie Goodge pulled his car into the driveway
of his house; he came home, as he left, thinking of his sister-in-law
Marilyn, he just hadn't been able to get her out of his mind all day long.
In fact, he hadn't really been able to get her out of his mind since she
had called him about the incident with his son Peter.
The more he thought about it, the more the attractive forty-year old
man realized that his sister-in-law was horny, and like a good Samaritan,
lie had decided that he would be the one to give the release to her she so
obviously needed. Her story didn't quite coincide with his sons and after
having put two and two together he had realized that of course, Marilyn
had stood for a while peeping through the door at the youngsters. That
only meant one thing in Ronnie's mind and that was that the beautiful
widow was horny.
Ronnie had thought that before but this time, for some reason, he
decided that it was time he acted on it. Besides which he was tired of
lusting after his beautiful sister-in-law and getting nowhere with her and
he had never really tried to fuck her, perhaps that was what she had been
waiting for all these months! He would wait until Peter was sleeping and
then slip over to her house on the pretext of thanking her properly for
his birthday present, better yet, he would ask her to share a bottle of
champagne with him to belatedly celebrate his birthday!
* * *
Marilyn Goodge was practically glowing today, she felt so relaxed and
peaceful and she knew it was from the wonderful release that her young
nephew had given her. Too bad he's so young, she had thought wickedly to
herself later on that evening, we could have a wonderful affair together.
It really did not occur to the beautiful woman that she had done
anything really wrong by allowing the boy to touch her, and if it did, she
didn't admit to it.
Even now she could still feel her nephew's delicious boy cock in her
mouth and her body, all day long, had been tingling from the wanton
sensations that had coursed up and down it. The only thing that really
worried her, however, was the fact that her body was still craving
release; instead of satisfying her for a while, her nephew's sexual
encounter had turned her on so much that she now wanted more of him. But
she knew she couldn't do that, it was too dangerous and sooner or later
someone would find out and she couldn't even think of what that would
mean!
Marilyn picked up her scotch and soda and flicked the television on,
determined to spend a lazy evening, relaxing and thinking of Peter.
She had been relaxing for only about ten minutes when she heard a
knock at her back door followed by her brother-in-law's familiar voice
calling her name, "Hello, Marilyn, are you home?"
Marilyn started, oh no . . . oh God! he's found out . . . was her
first thought but then she dismissed it, realizing that his voice sounded
quite friendly. She knew if Ronnie ever found out that she had sucked his
son's cock he would probably kill her!
"Come in Ronnie," she called out.
"Thought I'd bring this bottle of champagne over for us to celebrate
my birthday, that is, if you don't have anything else to do," Ronnie added
quickly, noticing how lovely his sister-in-law looked this evening.
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