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Auntie Marilyn, Part Three


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Especially lovely, all soft and dewy and very sexy.
"Oh, I'd love it Ronnie, take a seat, I'll get some glasses," the
young widow said, relieved that her brother-in-law seemed his usual happy
self.
Ronnie watched his sister-in-law rise from the couch, taking note
with satisfaction of her rounded buttocks and swelling breasts. She's one
hell of a woman, he thought to himself, boy, I'd like to get into her
pants tonight, in fact, I'm going to get into them, if it's the last thing
I do!
Marilyn came back with the glasses and straightening out her dress in
an effort to appear decent for her attractive brother-in-law. Ronnie
popped the champagne, he didn't know what was different about Marilyn
tonight, but something was, something was definitely different about her .
. . she was even more appealing than ever!
The two of them sat and drank the champagne, Ronnie making sure,
without letting Marilyn realize what he was doing, to give her much more
alcohol than he was drinking himself. Which only added to the already
raging fires in Marilyn's body from the glasses of scotch she had drunk
earlier and suddenly she began to realize that it perhaps wasn't such a
good thing to mix scotch and champagne together!
"You look gorgeous tonight Marilyn, I mean you always look beautiful
but tonight, well, I don't know what it is, but you took ravishing."
Marilyn blushed to the roots of her black hair, realizing that
Ronnie's son had a lot to do with the way she looked to him . . . it was
true, she knew it . . she did look radiant! But she wasn't prepared for
her brother-in-law's next remark . . . "You watched the kids for a while
the other day, didn't you Marilyn?"
"W-what are you talking about, Ronnie?
"You know what I'm talking about Marilyn, you saw Jenny with her
sweater up and her breasts exposed but all three of the children say when
you walked into the room Jenny's sweater was down. That leads me to only
one conclusion you were peeping and that information leads me to another
thought . . . Marilyn dear, you're lonely and horny, aren't you?"
Her brother-in-law sounded so tender and gentle that Marilyn found
herself sobbing uncontrollably on his shoulder within seconds. She had no
idea what came over her other than this gave her the excuse to release all
the pent-up emotions that she had been holding back.
"I don't know what to say," she exclaimed after a while, looking at
her handsome brother-in-law through tear-stained eyes.
"There's nothing for you to say Marilyn, dear," the older man said
solicitously now, drawing her voluptuous body into his gently, feeling her
breasts and nipples pressing against his chest and feeling his cock begin
to slowly rise to its manly proportions inside his pants. "You've been
through a lot since Walt's death, and you're a very beautiful woman
Marilyn, believe me, a very beautiful woman. A woman that any man would
be proud to call his wife."
'That was just too much for the beautiful widow and once again she
started to sob, allowing herself to be pressed closely to her brother-in-
law's body in a way that site never usually allowed him to touch her.
"There, there," he said softly.
Marilyn had lost all control now, she realized fully now that she had
corrupted an innocent boy and her own nephew at that, and he had come to
her with a simple request for knowledge. What had she given him but the
wicked sinful knowledge of the Garden of Eden, she had not only tempted
him with the apple, she had allowed him to eat it! She was a wicked
woman, there was no doubt about it now in her mind . . . she was sinful!
"Don't worry about it now, honey," moaned Ronnie Goodge softly,
running his fingers lightly up and down her spine, "I probably would have
watched too, Jenny Phillips is a well-developed girl, I bet she's got
beautiful breasts."
"Ronnie!" gasped Marilyn. "How could you say such a thing."
"It's the truth, that's all Marilyn."
Another racking convulsion passed through the alcohol confused body
of the young widow, then suddenly she stiffened as she felt her brother-
in-law's hand moving down over the flaring ripeness of her buttocks to
seize one of her smoothly rounded ass-cheeks and pull her loins up tightly
against his own. She drew back her head, staring through her tear-filled
eyes in horror as she felt the throbbing erection in his pants pressing
lewdly right up against the warmth and softness of her thinly clad body.
"It's all right, I understand everything," Ronnie soothed, hardly
able to conceal the hungry glint in his eyes.
Suddenly Marilyn realized that her brother-in-law was now acting in a
more than fatherly way toward her and she tried to squirm away from him,
but he was holding her too tightly in his strong, muscular arms.
Suddenly Marilyn realized the intent of her brother-in-law, "You
bastard," she cried, "let go!" She was in a panic, her brother-in-law had
made many passes at her but he had never come on this way, did he know
about Peter . . . now she was confused, she didn't know what to think!
Yet she couldn't deny the tiny wisps of sexual excitement that had already
begun to course through her flesh in response to the lewd caress of her
buttocks and the titillating prodding of the hardness of Ronnie's swollen
cock right up between her soft vulnerable thighs.
Then a low moan rose in Marilyn's throat as Ronnie leaned down and
kissed her hard on the lips. His tongue worming hungrily into her mouth
as his hands kneaded and massaged her helplessly squirming ass-cheeks,
drawing her quivering loins even more tightly up against the bulge in the
crotch of his pants.
Marilyn felt compelled to resist, but her heart wasn't in it. She'd
been through too much over the past several days and her defenses were
crumbling. She needed a cock inside her cunt, a real live palpitating rod
of lust-hardened male flesh up inside her--but filling her like she'd
never been filled in her life. And she needed it now, even if it did have
to belong to her brother-in-law, and in spite of all her will to struggle
and resist, the young widow could hardly move as Ronnie suddenly began to
work her dress apart, pushing it off her shoulders to expose the wantonly
swollen nakedness of her breasts.
Marilyn gave out a low sob, a shudder coursing through her loins as
Ronnie pushed the dress completely down off her shoulders to expose the
whole upper half of her body, glistening from the oils she had used on
herself earlier in the evening after her evening shower. She gazed
through narrowed eyes down at the naked beauty of her own ripely
upstanding breasts, her breathing hastening as she felt the contact of the
air on her already rigidly tingling nipple. Then she moaned softly as he
pulled the sash which held the dress together in front, letting it fall
open to completely reveal her smooth flat belly and the little triangle of
black hair nestled teasingly up between her milk-white inner things.
Ronnie whistled softly, he could hardly believe his luck, she wasn't
wearing any panties at all! He dreamed many times of how his sister-in-
law would look naked but he'd never thought that he would see her body,
and now it was happening so fast that he could hardly believe it.
The goggling man stared eagerly at his sister-in-law's naked body,
relishing the lewd revelation of her forbidden flesh. Then slowly he
dropped his hand to her slender waist, half turning to give him an even
better view of the enticingly rounded half-moons of her buttocks.
"Can we go in the bedroom," he asked quietly.
Marilyn nodded mutely, hardly realizing what she was doing, she
walked, naked and defenseless before his lascivious gaze, ahead of her
brother-in-law into her bedroom.
Marilyn turned, her body trembling, watching now with fearful
anticipation as her brother-in-law began o eagerly strip off his own
clothing, a little nostalgic quiver darting through her loins as he pulled
off his shirt to reveal his hairy, muscular torso. He kicked his shoes
off, then in a quick motion pulled down his pants and jockey shorts at the
same time.
The young widow gasped in surprise as the thickly pulsing shaft of
his penis loomed up suddenly in complete and threatening erection, the
huge bulbous head swollen with blood and throbbing almost visibly. She
watched as he grinned and flexed his loins so that the giant rod of flesh
bobbed up and down in a lewd springing motion.
"Like that?" he asked with a leer.
Marilyn bit her lip, unable to take her eyes off the massively
pulsing cock, unable to prevent the mental comparison between it and
Peter's smooth slender hardness which she had taken without any effort
into her mouth. But his father's penis would choke her to death if she
tried that. She didn't think she'd ever seen a penis this big, and she
didn't see how a woman--any woman--could take that thing up inside her
vagina. Yet in spite of her fear, the young widow found herself turning
that idea over and over in her mind with a strange fascination.
Then Marilyn's body stiffened again as Ronnie stepped forward and
pushed her firmly down onto her back on the bed atop the spread. She
moaned deeply, her breath coming in strained and hastened sobs as she
gazed up through watering eyes at her handsome brother-in-law. From this
angle the awesome size of his lustfully throbbing cock was even more
exaggerated, but in spite of her fear Marilyn knew it was too late to
resist. She couldn't have even if she'd wanted to, and now she was past
even that, past worrying about fear. She had to have it, even if it hurt
her. She had to have that pulsating hardness all the way up inside her,
violating and stretching the forbidden tightness of her pussy until she
could hardly stand it, until she finally achieved some real satisfaction
and relief from her outrageous lust.
She lifted her eyes again from the massively throbbing shaft of flesh
and back to the grinning face of her brother-in-law. She knew he was
playing with her, mocking her, yet now she made no attempt to hide the
supplication in her gaze. Because even as she lay in helpless surrender
before him, she couldn't quite get his son out of her mind--or for that
matter the other boy who'd been feeling up Jenny Phillips. And in spite
of all his gloating triumph, she could still derive her own silent
satisfaction from the fact that she was using him, using his body, for an
end all of her own that had nothing to do with him.
Then, that secret buried deeply in her mind, Marilyn closed her eyes
as her brother-in-law got up on the bed beside her. Quivering half in
fear and half in anticipation, she spread her legs in complete surrender
as his hand dropped to the warm naked flesh of her belly, and trailed
lightly through the sparse black curls of her cunt and down into the moist
forbidden softness between her thighs. A wanton little shiver coursed out
through her wide-splayed loins. Then she thrust her buttocks up in a
sudden violent motion at the first contact of his fingers on the already
wetly glistening little bud of her clitoris.
"Oh. Ohhhh, yes!" Marilyn whimpered as Ronnie's fingers trailed
lower down the softly hair-lined lips of her pussy, the teasing contact
made almost unbearable by her already heightened sensitivity.
'Jesus,' Ronnie thought. He'd never seen anything like this in his
life. He'd barely even touched his sister-in-law and already she was
going out of her mind. Then, grinning in even lewder triumph, Ronnie
parted the flanged lips of her tight little cunt, his middle finger
probing experimentally just at the entrance of the softly resisting flesh
to prompt further excited quivers of her body before with more determined
effort he shoved forward, driving the full length of his finger swiftly
and relentlessly up into her trembling vaginal tightness.
Marilyn's body twitched and quivered as the lewd spasms of delight
surged wildly through her loins. Then, groaning even louder from her
obscenely aroused passion, she wrapped her hands around Ronnie's body,
tugging him down urgently on top of her.
Ronnie levered up, his finger now moving swiftly in and out of
Marilyn's warm cuntal opening, gazing down in total lewd triumph at the
voluptuously squirming female beneath him.
Then gradually he slacked off the thrusting movements of his middle
finger, using his own legs to spread Marilyn's quivering thighs even wider
apart to completely expose her helpless loins to his view. Using both
hands, he parted her hair-lined pussy-lips, then inched slowly forward,
prodding his desire-engorged cock farther up between her thighs, and
dropped lower and lower until the bulbously pounding head was thrust right
up into the moistened slit of her cunt.
Marilyn turned her head to one side on the pillow, closing her eyes
with another shudder of mingled fear and anticipation as she felt the
lust-stimulating contact against her sensitive moistened lips of her
pussy. She held her breath for what seemed an eternity, lying perfectly
still in utter subjugation beneath her brother-in-law as she anticipated
the searing entry. into her tenderly yielding loins. Then she gasped as
she felt the first hard pressure against the warm little opening of her
vagina, her body trembling as just the huge blood-filled tip slipped into
her. An involuntary cry rose in her throat and she tried to screw her
buttocks down into the mattress in retreat. But Ronnie only shoved harder
up between her tensing thighs, the throbbing shaft of his cock worming
mercilessly into her burning pussy tightness. Gradually her cry of
protest faded, evolving smoothly to a soft beseeching moan as Marilyn's
heated vaginal secretions began to flow more freely and the pulsating
cock-head inched slowly deeper into her throbbing cuntal softness,
"Oh!" she gasped as Ronnie gave a little twitch that sent an even
wilder shudder running through her body. "Oh God!"
She trembled and quivered in continued fear and want as her brother-
in-law held himself poised above her for a moment longer. Then she spewed
out her breath in a low, guttural sigh as his weight sagged downward and
the lust-thickened rod of cock-flesh lunged ruthlessly into the soft wet
warmth of her cunt, pushing aside her slightly resisting cunt walls until
suddenly it was embedded in her belly up to the hilt.
"Oh yes! Oh yes!" Marilyn sobbed again. She'd never been fucked so
deep in all her life. Ronnie's cock lay sunk far up into her belly,
fitting so tightly against the softness of her cunt walls that she thought
she could feel every tiny ridge and ripple of the heavily throbbing shaft.
Then suddenly she felt another throb deep up inside her vagina as Ronnie
flexed to surge the violating rod of his flesh even farther up into her
sensitive cuntal depths.
From the look in Marilyn's eyes, Ronnie sensed she'd lost her last
inclination to resist. Again clamping his mouth tightly over hers and
worming his tongue hungrily between her parting lips, he began a slow
rocking motion in the saddle of her thighs. He could feel the narrow
tightness of her cunt begin to give way, seeming to stretch and widen with
each smooth inward stroke as she groaned and whimpered beneath him on the
bed. He knew it wouldn't take long to make her cum she'd been on the
verge of it the moment they'd actually begun to fuck. But he wanted to
stretch it out as long as he could, and when she did attain that coveted
orgasm Ronnie wanted her to know she'd really been tucked.
Marilyn's body was reacting now beyond all her conscious control.
The sheer ecstasy of having her hungering vagina so ruthlessly stretched
and violated was driving her out of her mind, and her whole body had begun
to jerk and writhe without inhibition beneath the body of her brother-in-
law. Little chills of intense arousal went running along her spine from
the deep skewering of Ronnie's cock into her helpless loins. Her face was
contorted with unfulfilled desire, a light perspiration breaking out on
her forehead beneath her disheveled black hair, down onto the stiffened
nipples of her ripely passionate and servile acceptance poured in torrents
from her throat.
Ronnie basked in his own triumph, hardly even believing his
voluptuous sister-in-law's unrestrained response to his obscene attack.
Increasing the length of his cunt-plumbing strokes, he dropped his hands
down from beneath the nakedly upturned half-moons of her buttocks,
grasping the milk-white mounds with his fingers to pull her loins even
more tightly to his own, guiding the wanton thrashings of her body as he
rammed the full hard length of his cock again and again into the most
sensitively responding depths of her pussy.
Marilyn's legs scissored wide in uncontrollable abandon on either
side of Ronnie's impaling rod of flesh. Her eyes were closed, her thighs
jackknifed backwards with her knees crushed down onto the stiffened
nipples of her ripely quivering breasts as Ronnie tucked harder and harder
into the voracious mouth of her loins. He pounded into her widespread
pussy with such violent strokes that she could feet the teasing slap of
his balls into the crack between her buttocks each time his body struck
hers.
Reality was fading. She was drifting in a nether world of untamed
ecstasy and bliss, aware of nothing but the shattering inward fucks
against her helplessly quivering flesh, the heavy cock-shaft impaling her
to the hilt on its lewdly pulsing rigidity.
"Oh yes!" she moaned, "Fuck me! Fuck me!" Her body was tossing and
thrashing in complete abandon, every inch of her flesh burning in
anticipation of the lewd release that now seemed to be almost upon her.
She strained and shuddered, tossing her head from side to side on the
pillow to whip her long black hair wildly about her shoulders. Again she
remembered her shocking episode with Peter, and even as his father
continued to fuck ruthlessly into the unresisting tightness of her vagina,
she could almost feel the way the eager young boy had fucked into her
mouth as he'd felt his own orgasm building and anticipated his obscene
ejaculation into her greedily swallowing throat.
Then suddenly Ronnie slammed into her with an even mightier stroke
and even that sordid vision faded from her mind as she felt the deep and
distant rumbling begin somewhere far away up inside her quaking belly.
She bucked and twisted her body, quivering beneath him in a desperate
frenzy of passion. Locking her ankles high up behind Ronnie's laboring
shoulders, she clung tightly to his sides with her quivering inner thighs,
holding the lust-bloated shaft of his massive cock deep inside her
hungrily clasping loins.
Ronnie trembled above her, looking down in unconcealed triumph as he
saw the incipient orgasm mirrored in her face. He gasped into the warm
wetness of her mouth as he felt his own hot load of cum surging up
relentlessly in his balls. Then with a deep grunt, he began to fuck again
in even harder, more racking strokes as he felt himself explode deep
inside her, shooting his boiling sperm deep up into the welcoming depths
of her wildly pulsating pussy-flesh.
A rhythmic stream of moans and whimpers issued from Marilyn's full
red lips as she felt Ronnie's final burst of furious and insane energy, as
she felt the wanton spasms deep up in her own loins blot everything out of
her mind but the white-hot light of blinding release. She grunted and
groaned, straining in her own wanton response until her whole naked body
was coated with the perspiration of her effort. She continued to toss and
struggle until she was drained of every ounce of energy, until she could
feel Ronnie's strokes slacking off, the surging rod of his penis gradually
beginning to deflate inside her.
Marilyn closed her eyes, dropping her thighs back down and letting
her buttocks sink into the softness of the bed as she felt her brother-in-
law's body sag down on top of her, then she gave an exhausted whimper as
he withdrew and rolled over onto his back, reaching up with one hand so
lightly to stroke the still swollen mound of her breasts.
"Mmmmmmmmm," she purred softly, her eyes still closed, her breathing
still strained and irregular. She felt strange though, even though she
was satisfied, she had never meant to make love with her brother-in-law,
but somehow the floodgates of her passion had been opened and now there
was no holding back . . . she needed a man in her life, a man, a boy, it
didn't matter, but she knew that she needed to feel the completion inside
her of a man's cock buried deep up into her belly . . . it made her feel
whole, female, all woman. She could no longer ignore the fact that she
was a woman and she had needs in the world that only a man could satisfy.
Had she stepped into a role that she wouldn't be able to control, that
would eventually control her and take over her life, demanding to be fed
like the Cretan monster in the labyrinth . . . had she begun something
with her brother-in-law Ronnie that would be impossible to terminate . . .
not only Ronnie but his son!
She turned now and looked at her handsome brother-in-law, smiling at
him as he leaned over to caress her. He was so gentle and manly, she
couldn't help but surrender herself to him . . . but where was it all
going to end?


Chapter 5

Peter Goodge had only meant to let his friend Seth Roberts listen to
the tape of his wild session with his aunt, but somehow his big mouth had
gotten the better of him and he had found himself boasting to Josh
Harding.
Josh was thirteen and very much Peter's superior and in a way Peter
was afraid of Josh. It was a kind of one-upmanship that caused him to
suddenly blurt out his secret to his older friend and after that, Josh
made his life a misery until he had actually revealed the tape to him.
Now as the three boys sat in the den of Peter's house they were
cooking up a scheme to get them all in on his aunt's lascivious carryings-
on . . . neither Seth nor Josh would besatisfied, they told Peter
emphatically, until they too had had a piece of Marilyn Goodge's ass.
Peter knew that it was up to him to forge the way for his friends, it
made him feel very important to have something that Josh Harding wanted .
. . how could he deny the older boy when he had allowed him into his small
intimate circle of friends . . . and besides which, he himself could
hardly wait to have another taste of his delicious aunt, just the thought
of her fabulous body and moist pussy made him shiver all over . . . he
hoped that the next time he was with her, she would let him fuck her. He
hadn't been able to think of anything else for days!

* * *

Marilyn was disturbed to see her young nephew coming up the pathway
to her house. She had hoped that he would stay away for a few days but
she knew in her heart that she was secretly longing to see him. How would
she handle this situation, she knew that she shouldn't give herself to him
again, it was just too dangerous.
"No Peter, I can't, it's just too dangerous," she said firmly to her
eleven year old nephew as he pleaded with her to allow him to fuck her.
"But why, auntie, why, you loved it the other day you know you did."
"I know, I know Peter, but it's just too dangerous," Marilyn said, a
little scared that she was going to relent herself before too long.
Peter Goodge was depressed, he knew for sure that his aunt wanted him
to fuck her but it seemed now that she wasn't going to allow her true
feelings to emerge, she was scared . . . really scared. Then he thought
of his friends and how he had promised . . . nay, boasted to them that he
would get them a part of the action and he knew that he would have to
succeed, otherwise he would just look like a total asshole in their eyes.
The young boy sized up the situation, his aunt would never verbally
agree to it but if he made his move swiftly enough, maybe she would get
caught up in the ecstasy of his kiss and his body and not be able to
resist. What could he lose, it was his last chance and he had to do it.
Without another thought, the young boy made his move!
Marilyn watched, her eyes widening in amazement as her young nephew
stepped toward her, she tried to move away from him but he was too swift
and before she could do anything about it he had grasped one of her
breasts in his hand and was fondling it gently. A soft whimper arose from
her throat as his hand touched her nervously palpitating breasts, pressing
the constricting brassiere cup hard against the swollen mound, the
pressure and friction causing the nipple to prickle to an instant tingling
rigidity.
Marilyn heaved a deep sigh, her legs almost going weak, as Peter
moved closer to her. Then she closed her eyes as he bounced onto his
tiptoes and crushed his mouth eagerly onto her parted lips, his tongue
flicking wetly inward as his hand continued to knead and massage her
breasts.
Marilyn fought with all her strength against the electric sensations
coursing through her flesh. She squirmed and writhed as Peter pressed his
body more tightly against hers, the shocking pressure of his thighs and
the tender erection already swelling in his pants and pushing right up
against the softness of her loins only further stimulating the young
widow's wantonly growing need, making resistance even more difficult. She
couldn't help herself. She wanted this young boy so badly she thought she
would die if she couldn't have him. Her body cried out in desperation,
her will to resist was failing fast.
Then with a shiver, she squirmed out of Peter's arms. She glared at
the panting youngster in mingled shock and want, her own eyes wild with
the fury of her consuming lust.
Peter gasped to catch his breath, looking back at her pleadingly.
"Please, Auntie, please!"
"No, Peter. No! You must stay away from me!"
He hesitated an instant longer, then started forward again. Marilyn
took two more steps backwards, her movements taking on a peculiar trapped
animal quality. She knew only a few more moments of the stimulating
physical contact with her young nephew would be all she would need to be
lost. She wouldn't even want to resist, so now, at all costs, she had to
avoid him until she could begin to regain her self-control.
Then a little scream of surprise issued from her throat as she backed
against the end of the couch, the armrest catching her just at the back of
her knees. She swayed, trying to regain her balance, for a moment, then
with another soft moan fell backwards onto the couch, landing in a
reclining position, her knees still hooked over the armrest, her thighs
invitingly parted.
Peter saw his opportunity, and the whole mad scheme flashed clearly
in his mind, as if during that brief instant it had all played out in slow
motion. It was the craziest idea he'd ever had in his life, but now he
knew he had to do something far out.
The young boy had heard his friends talking about eating pussy, but
he'd never believed anyone could seriously think of doing such a thing.
And by the same token, until the other day he'd never believed women
sucked men off. But his aunt had done it for him, and he had really liked
it. And it only stood to reason she'd like having her pussy licked just
as much.
His own excitement and curiosity rising by leaps and bounds, the
eager boy moved with further contemplation.
Marilyn could hardly believe her eyes as Peter suddenly dropped to
his knees at the end of the couch. She was in an awkward position with
her thighs resting on the armrest and her legs dangling off at the knees,
and she wasn't able to move to protect herself in time. The boy's hands

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