Humping, pumping family

CHAPTER FIVE

Carla rubbed her thumb over her nephew's cockhead. The boy groaned with pleasure.

"Does it feel good?" she said. The teenager nodded. "Yeah, it's great." Carla nodded thoughtfully. She had long been tempted to fuck Bobby. She hadn't indulged her cravings until she became convinced that Mike was cheating on her. She was certain he was fucking around. She didn't know if he was seeing one woman or several, but something was going on and she didn't like it.

Still, getting even with Mike was proving to be fun. She had dropped in at her brother's house and found Bobby alone. When she made the decision to ball him, she simply dropped to her knees and brought his prick out.

The kid never had a chance, she thought with a smile. Even now he was staring at her, a sick-looking grin on his face. He looked scared to death, but afraid that she'd stop. The striking redhead knew her nephew had a crush on her. Boys his age were obsessed with tits and ass and gash. She had it all and she believed in flaunting it. And the kid was cute.

Now she squeezed his rapidly stiffening cockshaft. She had mixed emotions about Mike's infidelity. On the one hand she was wildly jealous. On the other it turned her on to know he was balling someone else. It would really be a kick to watch him fuck another broad she thought. And if I know Mike he knows it would turn me on.

"Has a girl ever blown you?" she said now to her nephew.

Bobby snickered. "Sure."

She effortlessly unbuckled his belt and thrust her hand inside his fly. She touched his balls. "I'm going to blow you," she said. "And I'm going to lick your balls all over. I like licking dick. Anyone ever lick your balls for you?"

Bobby gulped. "Yeah, sure."

Carla frowned. "Isn't there anything I can surprise you with?"

"I never saw a grown woman's cunt."

"Thank God for that." Carla shifted around and stroked his prick and thighs. "So you want to see my pussy huh?"

"Yeah, I like pussies."

"You just want to see if I'm a natural redhead."

"I don't care about that."

"What is it about pussies you like the most?"

"I like the hole."

"It always goes back to fucking, doesn't it?"

"I love fucking."

"So do I. I think it runs in the family." After a while they went upstairs. Carla decided if someone came home while they were in bed she would pretend she was helping Bobby with his homework.

There wasn't much chance of Jim walking in on them. He was at work. She wasn't worried about Sue and Jennifer. She suspected neither were angels themselves.

Now the teenage boy struggled out of his clothes. Carla stayed dressed to tease him and prolong her own excitement.

When he was naked, Bobby sat on the edge of the bed. His cock was half-hard and it swayed delightfully when he moved.

Carla had enough experience to know that he was very, very excited. She would go slow and easy. Even now he shivered visibly when she moved close to him.

She sat down next to him on the bed and he trembled when she ran her hands over his chest and belly.

The feel of his aunt's hands on his bare flesh was the most exciting thing the teenage boy had ever experienced.

Aunt Carla! he thought over and over. Jesus Christ! Aunt Carla's gonna let me fuck her!

"Lie down, darling," she said. "Don't be nervous. You, look scared to death. I won't hurt you. I'm your aunt and I love you. We're going to have a lovely time. That's a promise."

She placed a pillow under his tousled head. She beamed down at him, hands on hips and ass stuck out in the air.

"So you like pussies, huh?" she said.

He nodded wordlessly. His lips were dry and his eyes blazed.

"I really shouldn't do this," she said. "After all, I'm a married woman. But I'm very attracted to you. I really can't help myself."

The boy squirmed. He worked his lips as he stared at her tits.

Sitting back on her haunches, she raised her tee-shirt up to expose her braless tits. She watched his cock stir and lurch around.

She swung her legs off the bed and removed her skirt. She wore black lace bikinis and she sat with her legs wide-spread and showed him her dewy crotch.

She had a plump love-mound covered with thick reddish curls. Her beaver grew down her inner thighs. Now she touched herself, rubbing the palm of her hand over he sex.

Bobby continued staring at her. She knew he'd never seen anything like her tits. They were not only big, her nipples were huge.

Bitable, Mike called them. Mike. She hadn't thought about him in a while.

She realized she didn't feel a bit guilty. Delighted with herself, she twisted around and bent over slightly to show her nephew her generous ass.

Her mind was awhirl with what she and the boy would do. There was so much she wanted to show him and so little time.

She turned to face him and her mammoth tits swelled with every breath she took. The boy's eyes glistened with excitement. He no longer trembled. He seemed to be gaining in confidence as he drank in her feminine beauty.

"I guess if you're a pussy-man you don't like my tits," she pouted.

"Hell, I love your tits."

"You haven't said a word about them."

"I never saw anything like them," he blurted out. "They're so big."

She glanced down at her chest and frowned. She was self-conscious because her tits sagged a little from their weight.

"They're too big, aren't they?"

"No, they're not. They're even bigger than Jennifer's."

They both realized what he'd said at the same moment. "Jesus Christ!" he hissed.

Carla laughed out loud. She took his hands and moved them to her boobs.

"Here, have a feel," she said.

The boy couldn't resist squeezing her oversized jugs. Now Carla knew about him and Jennifer. He couldn't take the words back so he might as well enjoy himself.

He sat forward and seemed to be about to mount her. The redhead pushed him back and hovered over him.

"Keep squeezing my tits like that," she said. "I'm your aunt, not your sister. I'll run the show if you don't mind."

"Can I see your cunt soon?"

"Sure, soon." As she spoke she rubbed herself against him.

Using one hand, she peeled her bikinis down and made him release her tits. She used both hands to cover her beaver. She opened her fingers and let thick tendrils of reddish hair escape her hands.

The teenager stared longingly at her snatch as she opened herself. She held her cuntlips open and showed him the crimson meat inside.

Her heart beat faster and faster. She raised her ass and let her tits swing from side to side.

"Do you like it?" she said.

"Yeah."

The boy sounded hoarse. Carla ran a finger up and down her slit and she heard the sharp intake of his breath when she exposed the slick tissues of her cunt.

Her clit tingled. It had erected long ago and it throbbed with hot desire. It had been years since she'd fucked a teenage boy. The whole scene was damn exciting.

My brother's kid is staring at my cunt! What a blast.

Without changing her expression the horny aunt straddled the boy's head and placed her cunt directly over his mouth.

She heard him suck in his breath and she imagined what he was feeling. He touched her ass as she brushed her gaping cunt over his lips.

"Do you want me to lick it?" he croaked.

"Yes, I want you to lick it. Lick it and suck it. Don't be afraid of it."

The lusty redhead crouched over the teenager, her open pussy pressing against his mouth. She moaned when she felt his warm breath on her sex-meat.

She dropped down until his nose dug into her snatch. Cunt-dew wet his cheeks as he extended his tongue.

"Tongue me," she whispered, careful not to put her full weight on the boy's face. "Stick your tongue into my cunt. Lick it all over. Hurry! Hurry! I can't stand it, I want it so bad!"

The teenager obeyed his aunt. He hastily flicked his tongue over her snatch. It didn't taste bad. It tasted good. As good as Jennifer's. Better. His aunt's cooze smelled better than his sister's. When he tasted her pussy-oil he felt his prick lurch around.

As he fluttered his tongue up and down her slit he noticed her clit. He was fascinated by its size and wanted to lick it. He tried biting down on the little nub, but it was wet and slippery and his teeth.

"Stick your tongue into my cunthole," Carla said, wiggling around over him. "Make it stiff and try to stick it inside, like it was your cock."

"I'm trying," he said, wanting to please her. "Yes, I know you are," she said. She rubbed herself against him. "You're doing a damn good job too."

When he managed to push the tip of his tongue into her cunt, she went wild. She fell forward and slurped his prick into her mouth.

The boy groaned when she inhaled his dick. He felt her tight pussy suck on his tongue. He couldn't believe his luck. His aunt was not only letting him lick her pussy, she was blowing him!

Would she really let him fuck her? The prospect made his balls ache. Would she actually spread her legs and let him put his cock inside her? Oh, Jesus, she's sucking my dick so good!

"Lick there," Carla said now, using her finger to show him her clit.

I can't believe I'm licking my aunt's clit, the teenager thought. Jesus, she's taking my cock into her throat! Jesus!

"That's very good, honey," she said, peppering his prick and balls with kisses. "You're a good cunt lapper. Now do it there." She guided his head with her hands. "There. Lick back and forth." She groaned as she buried his prick in her mouth. "Oh, God, yes!"

Moaning wordlessly, she ground her torrid twat against the boy's face. He managed to get his lips around her clit and he sucked it with gusto.

She gyrated her ass and assaulted his prick. She used her tongue expertly to wash his shaft down with saliva. She made a tight ring of her lips and used it like a cunt on his cockhead.

Meanwhile he enthusiastically licked her pussy. He struggled to breathe as he darted his tongue over her sex-flesh.

Carla moaned constantly. Bobby felt like he might come at any moment. He was determined not to lose control until they fucked. She promised. God, how he wanted to stick it to her! Suddenly she released his prick and climbed around over him. Her tits were so big they took his breath away.

Her entire body vibrated with lust as she leaned over and fed one of her tits to his mouth.

"Suck my titties a while," she purred. The boy had done a very adequate job of sucking her cunt. But she needed more. She needed a good fuck.

"Can we fuck soon?" he said in a hoarse voice.

"Yes, I need it too," she said, covering his face with her boobs. "There's nothing like a nice big cock inside my cunt. Rubbing against my clittie. Don't forget to rub my clit with your cock when we fuck. You won't forget, will you?"

"No, I won't forget," he mumbled through a mouthful of titflesh.

The hot-assed redhead finally sat up. She lifted her milkers in her hands and wagged her tongue.

"Let's fuck," she said, grinning. "Let's get that big gun of yours inside me before it goes off."

The teenager gulped and gazed up at her massive tits. He nodded silently and she wantonly touched her cunt. His cock jerked against his belly and she used one hand to squeeze it.

"Nice boner," she purred, squeezing his pulsating organ in her fist.

"Don't bring me off," he groaned. "I'm making it harder." He groaned. "Oh, shit, I hope I don't just come."

She paused, two fingers circled around his cock-root. "Don't you dare!"

She swung one leg around and mounted him. She felt the heat of his dick as she positioned it between her legs.

Barely breathing, she lowered her gaping cunt to his dick and moaned when it touched her cunt-petals.

Then he was inside her. First his cockhead and then his shaft. Her seething pussy clutched him and she sank down and felt his balls on her ass.

She felt depraved and animalistic at the same time. She'd been bored and hadn't realized it until she suspected Mike of cheating on her. Now she felt young and alive and wildly sexy.

Thanks, Mike, she thought as she gazed down at Bobby's boyish face.

She bent over and gyrated her ass and cunt over his swollen rod. He writhed under her and she pressed her hot lips to his.

The teenager closed his eyes and gave himself over to his aunt's lust and to his own. He fought for control, but he knew that at any moment he would blow his wad into her pussy.

He found himself fucking back. He arched his back and raised his ass off the bed. He plunged his prick into her depths and her cunt bit into his dick in a way that took his breath away.

He knew Carla was enjoying herself too. She wiggled around a lot and moaned constantly. She muttered occasionally and her tits bounced and wobbled like two watermelons.

Encouraged by her wildness, the boy bucked his ass up and down. He'd never kit a cunt like Carla's. It was tight and at intervals it seemed to cut into his prick. It felt alive, almost as if it really could cut his cockshaft in two.

And the way she worked her cunt over his dick blew his mind. Her pussy was like a furnace and when he was all the way inside her it clutched him like a band of steel.

"You can come any time now," she panted, her long reddish hair flying wildly and her tits bobbing up and down. "I'm ready. Oh, Jesus, am I ever!"

"You want me to come inside you?" the boy said.

"Of course!" She took his hands and placed them on her tits. "Squeeze them," she cried, the muscles in her thighs rippling.

He would have preferred climbing on top. Still, once she gave him permission he came, growling when his jism squirted into her cunt.

Carla came with him. She rubbed her clit against his fuck-stick and grunted hoarsely. The feel of his boy-cream inside her gave her a wild rush.

Her pussy was soon drenched with a combination of her own juices and the boy's. He shot an endless stream of spunk into her. His cock remained hard and she kept fucking him until he pulled her down on top of him.

"We better getup," she panted, rolling to the side of the bed. "Your mother finds me in here she'll kill me." She looked at him and patted his cheek and chuckled.