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Banging the Aunts

By: egmontgrigor2010



CHAPTER 1

Ralph Cave's mom and two other sisters caught him fucking their youngest sister and it really was a big moment for the family.

Holy shit he'd never seen his mom so mad. If a guy couldn't fuck his aunts, what use were they coming and lounging about having coffee with his mom, talking non-stop and saying wasn't Ralph becoming such a fine looking young man?

Well that was a lot of wordage because his mom's three sisters lived close by. Aunt Meg was the first to open her legs for him.

Ralph remembered how he'd sparked sexual interest in Aunt Meg, the cutest of the sisters. She had a big smile and even bigger tits. Ralph was home after his first semester as a sophomore and Aunt Meg and his mom had been nattering away and drinking wine. He was in the bathroom and had lazily left the door open as usual when his aunt came for a pee. Ralph had just finished peeing and was shaking the last drips into the bowl.

Meg who was thirty-two skidded to a halt and said, "Oh I'm sorry to burst in like this. The door was open and..."

"It's okay. I thought you were coming in to tell me to remember to put the seat down."

"What? Oh no, I'm not your mother. Omigod."

"What?" Ralph said, looking into the bowl to see if he'd peed blood. 

"That... that what's in your hand."

He looked down and could only see his dick. "You mean my dick?"

"Yes, you're hung like a horse. You are half as big again as your Uncle Alan."

"Yes I know I'm big. Do you want to touch it?"

"Yes... I mean no."

"Then can I watch you pee? You'll have to lift up a bit."

"No... I mean okay. Oh god what am I saying?"

"You said it's okay for me to watch you pee."

Aunt Meg hesitated and then said if he told anyone he'd watched her pee she'd break his ass.

Ralph couldn't figure out how she could break his ass but so what? He said it would be their secret.

Meg ran back and locked the door. She then hitched up her dress and backed over the bowl.

"You have very sexy legs and I already reckon you have by far the best tits of your sisters, mom included. You are a real stunner."

Those compliments appeared to reach Meg where it counted. "Gee do you really think so?"

"Yeah, that's my honest opinion."

"Come closer, bend down if you wish."

Fascinated, the crouching guy just turned twenty watched the stream flow.

"Well what do you think?"

"I was thinking do you fuck much."

"Ralph!"

"What?"

"Is that a question a nephew should ask his aunt?"

Ralph chose his words carefully, deciding to make a hit on her. "In your case I consider it very appropriate because I'm very attracted to you."

"Oh god," Meg wailed as she wiped with toilet paper.

"Turn around, bend over and let me see your two holes."

"No, definitely not. My god Ralph."

"What? I wasn't aiming to touch you on this occasion."

"And there will be no other occasion thank you very much."

Ralph said there would be other occasions but urged her not to dispute that. "Think of my dick when you are in the bath tonight musing and then decide whether or not there will be another occasion."

"Could you leave now? We ought not go out together. Oh and thank you for those genuine compliments. They rather thrilled me."

"Yeah right. You deserve accolades."

Meg was at the vanity mirror putting on lipstick when Ralph reappeared grinning.

"Mom's asleep with her head on the kitchen table, her mouth open. You and I could have fucked."

"Ralph," Meg hissed. "Don't talk to me like that."

Grinning, Ralph slapped her ass and left the bathroom.

* * *

During the next couple of days the almost perpetuating memory of the size of Ralph's cock haunted Meg. Eventually she reached the stage of imagining it up her and she holding a fat smile.

Oh god.

Meg knew why she'd become so carnally focused. These days Alan was so pedestrian in sex. Usually he now limited it to Friday and Sunday nights and then only in missionary. If he awoke early on Saturday morning she was permitted to gobble him. It had to be early because he wished to be fully recovered before he went off to play golf.

She wanted, wanted, wanted the fun back in sex. Ralph might be capable of delivering on that. She considered the risks of being found out, knowing there could be hell to play if they were caught. She mused why have nephews if aunts weren't permitted to fuck them? She reasoned well if you fuck your nephew who's next? A girl could go light in the head thinking about all the possibilities of running amok but keeping it within the extended family. Omigod she was regaining her former interest in casting around for sex as she'd done so very actively before her marriage.

Yummy.

When next visiting the Cave's home Meg decided to remain watchful, having no wish to have that sexo pounce and grab a breast of whatever he had in mind. Her screams of triggered passion... er... her screams could bring her sister running and Anna might kick her son in the nuts, damaging him for life, and she might also ban Meg from visiting. Meg couldn't decide which of those two adverse outcomes would be the worse.

Meg kissed Anna and handed across the flowers. Ann said Ralph was sunning himself outside and suggested Meg should go out and say hi.

"Um no thanks."

"What? What has Ralph done to you or don't you like him?"

"Um no. I'm trying to look after my complexion and don't have sunscreen makeup on."

"Heavens girl, you have to be out there twenty minutes to do yourself harm. He'll be disappointed to be told he's missed seeing you. You are his favorite aunt."

"What, who told you that?"

"He did silly. He's said that for years and probably will think of other compliments when seeing you in that sundress with so much tit showing. God Meg, you're a married woman. Are you sure you ought to be dressed like that?"

"Don't be so prudish," Meg snapped and wondered why the hell when coming here of all places had she decided to wear her most revealing dress.

"God you little slut," she whispered.

"Hi Ralph."

"Hi," he said, a turning and seeing who it was said, "Oh hi. God you look great with your tits hanging out like that. I didn't realize that voice was my aunt with the juicy cunt."

"Ralph you can't talk to me like that," she snapped.

"Why not?" he challenged.

"Because... because your mother might hear."

Meg knew that was a mistake. She should have said because she didn't like it.

"Okay you have a point. I must keep my voice down when speaking to you intimately."

There, she had the opportunity to tell him she didn't like him speaking to him intimately. But she jumped to something else and asked what was he reading.

"A piece about women having multiple orgasms."

"Perhaps I ought to read that. I haven't had... oh god."

"It's okay. Your sexual frustrations and dirty sex secrets are safe with me. But you do have the occasional orgasm?"

"Er yes. Occasionally is a very accurate description for what I experience."

"What about when you masturbate?"

"I don't masturbate," she said, cheeks flaming.

Ralph looked straight at Meg. "How can we talk to each other honestly when you lie?

"I-I'm sorry. I do masturbate and have been fisted twice."

Ralph nodded. "Pull down your top and flip out a breast for me to see. Mom can't see out of the kitchen window at this angle."

Meg believed she had to do it to keep on side after being scolded for lying.

She fiddled and flipped.

"Gee me, it's a fucking beauty. Cover up because mom's watching and probably wondering what you are doing."

"Oh god," Meg wailed. 

She turned around red-faced but saw the asshole had been lying. No one was there and she couldn't see the kitchen window.

"You asshole," she spat. "You almost made me pee myself in fright."

"Sorry. Pee over me and shame me if that will make you feel better."

Meg was astonished. "You mean you wouldn't mind if... you know?"

"Who knows Meg? We must find out sometime. You best go back inside otherwise mom will be thinking you are fucking me."

"You liar. You know if you had a good woman she'd kill you with her intensity."

"Way to go baby. The inscription will read, 'Here lies Ralph Cave, fucked to death by the good woman Meg Wilson. RIP'.

"You stupid asshole," Meg giggled. "Come in for afternoon tea and behave like a proper nephew. They usually ignore their aunts."

Masturbating that night and three times bringing herself to orgasm Meg wondered why she'd lied to Ralph she couldn't have repeat orgasms but her guilt wore her down. She had to admit it was part of strategy: perhaps one day they might fuck and he'd claim he'd triggered her into her first multiple organism, probably nine of them within two minutes by smacking her vulva with that big dick of his once he'd fucked her into a gasping, writhing climax.

Next evening Anna called, "Phone for you Ralph."

"Hi is your Uncle."

Ralph's nuts or perhaps his lower stomach tightened. But he was confident Meg wouldn't have shot her mouth off. It was just a guilt reaction letting him know he was taking a big risk and risks were associated with penalties.

"Hi Uncle Alan."

"Well you're twenty now so call me Alan in future."

"Right and thanks. How's the boat-building business?"

"I've had to take on three more guys and another office lady. I have orders coming out of my ears. You aunt is complaining our motor-yacht is sitting in the marina rotting. Well I'm working six days a week and I Sunday I like to potter around the place after an early round of golf. Will you take her out?"

"Did she suggest that?"

"No I've just thought about it. You've been out with me often enough and have docked Merlin Magic enough times without dinging her and you being the current champion skipper of the Ensign fleet on our lake. She'll know what you don't know about boating is not worth knowing and I'll remind her she knows that."

"Well I don't know. She might not like sailing with me. Why don't you ask Miranda Wolf, she's my nearest competitor on the lake?"

"Because she's too busy nailing guys, that's why."

They laughed and Ralph said if she devoted as much time to sailing as she did to that Miranda would be the best sailing skipper/tactician around.

They laughed and Alan said, "Well?"

"Talk it over with Aunt Meg and if she wants me to do it then ask her to call me. How often would we go out?"

"Whenever you guys wish. Meg only works mornings. Use the small outboard if you're just messing as those big puppies really burn gas. Come in to the yard to fill up with gas whenever the tanks fall below the half-full mark. If I'm not there the boys will recognize Meg. Oh on hot days she likes sunbathing um at least topless but never when we have other people aboard. That won't scare the crap out of you will it is she decides to do it thinking of you as family?"

"Nah their tits are just like male tits, only bigger."

They laughed.

Meg called five minutes later and he yelled to his parents who were watching TV the call was for him and his father called okay. 

"Alan says you'll take me out on the lake."

"Yes. When he proposed that I asked him to make the suggestion to you and to get you to call me. I had no wish to place you in an embarrassing position."

"I'm happy for you to be my skipper darling. You are a noted sailor and have handled MM before. I'm just not confident enough at the wheel and bashed against the jetty over at Mission Landing and that was the end of me attempting to be skipper."

"Yeah well it's a lot to do with touch, confidence and instinct."

She replied yes to his question was Alan in the room with her.

She said calmly, "Well perhaps I lack in touch, confidence and instinct when it comes to boats. I'm quite okay with cars but they are much smaller."

"Suggest to Alan to change down to a smaller boat?"

"Alan change to a smaller boat? You have to be kidding. Meet me at MM at 12:30 tomorrow. I can't wait to get out on my beloved lake."

"Right see you then Aunt Meg."

"Ralph please call me Meg. You are more like a kid brother to me than a nephew."

"Right Meg. Bye."

* * *

Meg arrived at the marina with Alan who gave Ralph the security code that opened the door accessing the saloon and at the same time that action switched off the alarms. Alan took Ralph through all the systems and safely measures and then up on the fly bridge. They removed the weather cover and stowed it and Ralph following the set procedures started the twin engines and while they were warming up they joined Meg in the saloon who already had poured three wines.

"Don't operate a boat drunk," Alan said and Ralph said he knew to be careful.

Alan stepped ashore and when Ralph was ready cast off the lines as requested and MM (Merlin Magic) slid forward smoothly and at the end of the jetty he swung her to port and headed for the exit gap in the wave deflection wall.

Meg came up with coffee and bacon bagels.

"This is just a bite. We'll have lunch in about an hour if that's okay with you."

"Do you want to just muck about or what?"

"Do you mean us?" Meg asked almost shyly, unaware that the skipper was very shy about this.

"I really meant did you wish to cruise or head for one of the bays?"

Meg laughed. "I know you did. I was just teasing. I suggest a bay, preferable a fairly isolated one so we can feel were are in our own private world and that's just so easy to achieve on a boat."

They anchored in an unmarked tree-fringed indentation just up from Pegasus Bay. Three boats were rafted (lashed together at anchor) in Pegasus where there was a great little beach.

Meg poured two wines before serving lunch.

"Look this might disappoint you but so be it."

Ralph replied flatly, "You're not going to allow me to seduce you?"

"Well not on MM."

"Where and when?"

"Look I don't know. You see this boat is very precious to Alan. It look him three years to build in his late teens and we spent our honeymoon on it."

"Well I can understand the sentiment. Yes I am disappointed but understand the sentiment. Walk around nude for me."

"What now?"

"Yes."

Without a word Meg left the saloon and returned naked and set about prepared chicken salad for lunch.

"That's probably the two big things I like about you Meg: you a daring and uncomplicated."

"Thank you for thinking of me like that Ralph. You may as well know that because I was daring and uncomplicated in my late teens-early twenties, I was quite a slut and your grandmother despaired of me and your grandfather predicted I'd become a prostitute. Well I studied nursing at college and took it up as a career and settled down, one guy at the time and for longish periods. Finally Alan found me and some of his respectability rubbed off on me for which I am very grateful."

Meg oiled up after lunch and sunbathed for almost an hour. Ralph sat by her in the shade and they chatted. They then had coffee and returned to the marina very slowly, enjoying the cooling afternoon and docked at the jetty without incident. There was no need to refuel.

For the first time that day they touched, Meg kissing Ralph deeply. She thanked him for being so understanding.

On Monday afternoon the following week Meg called in for afternoon coffee to find Ralph home alone.

"Mom's out for a couple of hours."

"Oh then I'll go."

"No please stay. Come in to the lounge."

Ralph unzipped the back of Meg's sundress and turned her around to face him. She made no protest and just watched him, her hazel eyes appearing to widen and darken.

He pulled the top of the dress forward by the narrow puffed sleeves and Meg cooperated, holding her arms out and when the dress was free of her shoulders straightened her arms to allow the garment to fall to her hips. 

Ralph squatted and pulled the dress with its built-in bra to the floor and Meg stepped out of it and kicking it away stepped forward and pushed her groin against Ralph's nose. He sniffed heartily; she squirmed and wheezed, "Omigod."

He snuck two extended fingers under a panty leg and pulled them out dripping and sucking those fingers looked up at Meg. She said softly, "Wet them again for me to suck."

Ralph stood and fed Meg his fingers and began grinding a breast with his other hand, the nipple already up proud and very stiff.

"You'll need a condom."

"Taken care of. Do you want it in the butt or cunt?"

"Your choice. Look we mustn't delay."

As the naked Ralph worked on the condom Meg said, "Change of mind. No way is that big thing going up my ass."

Ralph lifted Meg on to the sofa and asked her to get on to her hands and knees.

"Oooh doggy, my favorite."

Meg was quite small physically and her pussy looked small but Ralph was surprised he went in relatively easily with them both grunting only a couple of times. He banged away and Meg pushed back with great timing, showing her experience and soon she gurgled into a release. They kept going and when Ralph pushed a finger up her ass Meg gurgled and jerked into a big ejaculation.

They kept going and had just regained good rhythm when they heard noise at the doorway and turning they saw Anna with her hand over her mouth drowning the scream of "Omigod." Anna and Meg's other sisters, Patricia and Laurel were looking bug-eyed until Laurel, the bright spark of their family, said, "Oh Nurse Wilson is collecting another sperm sample."

"Into the kitchen Laurel," said Patricia, placing an arm around Anna and dragging her along. "You two uncouple, clean up and join us. God this is such a shock."

There wasn't much to uncouple because Ralph had experienced near-instant deflation.

"Jesus Anna must have met our sisters when out shopping and brought them home for coffee."

Ralph said, "Yeah that's a plausible explanation. Sorry I got you into this mess. But at least you have learnt you can have multiple orgasms."

"What, oh yes. God I must have had another big release when Anna screamed. I'm creaming juice."

"Um Meg what do we do now?"

"We clean up and go out and face the music. For goodness sake don't attempt to claim we were doing nothing. They saw us doing it. Just nod and say yes or no as appropriate. Leave it to me to do the talking. I have to work on your mom because she will be outraged the most and then Patricia. Laurel is probably itching to get in here for her turn but don't you dare mention to anyone ever I just said that because that was stress speaking."

As they were toweling Meg said, "Always remember this Ralph: I don't regret having had your big cock up me. I just wish we could have gotten away with it."

Anna's face was red and pinched in anger. She was sitting facing the door to the lounge and Patricia had an arm around her. Laurel on the other side of Anna was grinning.

"I'm so deeply, deeply ashamed of you two," Anna began.

"I know and completely understand how you feel. Well goodbye it's so sad my sisters will never wish to speak to me again," Meg said, walking to the backdoor.

Ralph was astonished to see Laurel with a hand over her mouth and almost falling off her chair laughing.

"Oh no, darling, come back little Meg," Anna shrieked. "No way do we wish to lose our dearest sister whom we babied."

Although looking surprised, Patricia nodded.

"Well if you think..." Meg said, turning back and then glaring at Laurel. "My hand fell into the cookie jar and I couldn't help myself."

"Omigod, after all these years she's trotting out that pathetic excuse," Patricia said, trying hard not to laugh. "Meg you're impossible; you have no conscience."

"That appears to be true Patty but I do think I'm improving. I must tell you Ralph and I have been together several times and nothing ever like that happened as far as I can remember. Ralph?"

"Um no, I swear Meg and I have not fucked before. Um my hand sort of fell into the cookie jar."


Banging the Aunts



The four women looked at Ralph silently, each with her thoughts.

"That's utter bullshit Ralph."

"Yes Laurel, er Aunt Laurel."

"Laurel is okay now that obviously you are a man."

"Yes and thank you for being prepared to lead Ralph into manhood my sweet sister."

The other four looked at Anna, mouths hanging open.

"Yes it's a noble thing to do, akin to a sacrifice," Anna said, her eyes appeared glazed.

"It would be no sacrifice to Meg," Patricia said cattily.

Anna told Patricia to be charitable. "Remember I caught you with Dick Lund when you were..."

"Eighteen," Patricia said defensively.

"Liar," Laurel and Anna chorused, as sisters tend to do. Patricia eyed them icily.

"Ah this family problem has caused some stress." Ralph said, unaware his timing was superb. "Anyone for a wine?"

Everyone said yes and Laurel jumped up and helped get the glasses out.

"What was she like?"

"Divine although a little tight."

"Perhaps there is a better fit. I'll call you sometime."

Ralph dropped a glass on to Laurel's foot and that broke its fall to the floor.

"Clumsy boy," she said, pushing a tit into his arm and then holding his shoulder as she bend down to scoop up the glass.

"It's chipped."

"No dad did that on the faucet. Thanks for saving it from breaking. Are you good at anything else?"

"Cheeky boy," she whispered. "I could be too much of a woman for you."

"Oh are we hearing bullshit again?" Ralph said, beginning to pour the wine. Laughing, Laurel carried away the first two wines.

* * *

Next morning after the exposé of the fornicators, Anna called out to Ralph. "Your Aunt Patricia called. She wants you to shift some heavy flower pots for her and has invited you to stay for lunch."

"Aw mom, do I have to?"

"Get your ass out of bed Ralph and get ready otherwise I'll be down to you with the jam spoon."

"Oh not the dreaded jam spoon," he yelled in near blood-curling dismay and heard her laugh. Well it appeared all was forgiven. He sighed, thinking he knew what this about. Aunt Patricia would be dressed sternly in black with the Bible in front of her and with chin cupped in talons, er fingers, she would be ready to read him the 'you should not mess with women' teaching devised by some cross-dressing Monk.

He arrived and muttered, "Oh crap." She was dressed in black with a white collar, looking not unlike the daughter of a Pilgrim mother and father.

"Good morning Ralph," she said sternly.

"Good morning Aunt Patricia," he said sullenly.

"You may simply call me Patricia. I trust you were wearing a condom yesterday?"

"Yes," he answered, wondering was that any of her business the nosy old bat.

"Good man."

She marched him around telling him what she wanted done. They would then have a swim before having lunch.

Ralph began moving the heavy pots, some with young trees in them, two inches to the left and twisting them a quarter turn. He was chanting, "What the fuck are you doing this for... what the fuck...."

He was almost in a trance when he finished. He went to the pool.

Patricia arrived in a very tight black swimsuit. She had bulges everywhere and her thighs bulged ten times more than her upper arms.

"Well change and get in."

"Um I came without my swimwear."

"Oh then strip off completely. I won't mind."

"I-I don't wish to embarrass you."

"Oh poof, it takes more than that to embarrass me. I know, I'll strip off as well."

She pulled off her swimsuit and Ralph glanced at her hairy V, a real jungle, but what caught his eye were the tits of the 38-year-old. The motherfuckers were the biggest heavy hangers he'd ever seen. Some of his pals had talked about having a stand-up fuck with women and the guys throwing the tits over their shoulders but this was the closest he'd ever come to sighting heavy hangers that reached a babe's bulging belly.

"Well come on, stop gawking. You've seen women before this."

He removed his top and then his pants and briefs.

"Omigod, you have your own lifeboat attached," Patricia said, wiping away dribble and staring at his swaying dick.

"Move your ass into the pool and I'll follow," he said.

"Yes sir," Patricia said excitedly. 

She slipped into the water and swam to the shallow end.

Ralph joined her.

"Would you like to get that thing up me?"

Ralph couldn't help it. He looked around to see who was talking, thinking no way would Patricia have said that.

Wrong.

She reached in under his dick and cupped his balls.

"Omigod, these must weigh at least a quarter of a pound, each."

They played around.

She rubbed him erect.

He made three attempts to flip a tit over his shoulder. Exasperated she asked what the hell was he attempting to do, milk her?

"Nah. What would you like to do?"

"Take you inside and fuck you."

"Okay," Ralph sighed.

She was pretty unspectacular but when she rolled on to her front and spread her ass cheeks after tossing him a container of lube it was all on.

He rolled on a studded condom she'd given him and went mining. It was the first time he'd gotten fully up the ass of a woman and she was bubbling and pistoning her clit that somehow she'd found under the jungle.

Aunt Patricia fed him well at lunchtime and then made him do her doggy while she leant over the kitchen table and smothered her tits in strawberry jam and slurped.

Ralph went home yawning and his mom said, "Heavy pots?"

"Yeah I tried to get one over my shoulder but failed."

His mother asked why would he want to put a pot over his shoulder and Ralph confessed he had no idea.

"Go for a lie down son. That unfortunate incident with Meg has left you stressed."

Meg called him that evening on his cell phone and said, "I suppose it's over between us."

"Unless you want to take the risk of mom cutting your throat?"

"Well yes, we do have a bit of a problem with her."

Ralph suddenly thought of something. "Look you could always visit me at my college. They have motel units that can be booked for family. You could book as my older sister and I could visit you at night."

"Well I might be driven to do that. After you, Alan feels rather inadequate in me."

"That could come to pass. I've read that the vagina adjusts to size."

"Well I hope so. It certainly didn't adjust last night. I wonder if you've over-stretched me?"

"Um Meg, I'm sorry but might we talk about something else. My stomach feels queasy."

"Oh your poor darling. You need a pussy wrapped around that big dick of yours."

That comment made Ralph feel a little better.

A few nights later Laurel called. "Your Uncle Robert is away all next week. What say I book a suite in a motel for a couple of nights? I could three two days off work.""

"Yeah but make it discreet. I don't wish to get you into trouble."

"And I want to try you out before you get tied to some female. Have you heard of the Placid Inn?"

"No."

"Good and people here have no reason to know where it is and so we shouldn't be recognized," said the 36-year-old rather plain-faced brunette. "I'll book in for two nights next week. It's over at Northcross. I'll contact you with details and will pick you up at the end of your street. Tell your parents you have been called back to university for a coaching course on your weakest subject. They'll love hearing that as evidence of your dedication to learning and would have no reason to be suspicious."

"Um wouldn't just a couple of hours on the back seat of your car suffice?"

"No way, I'm looking to experience sexual gluttony."

"What's that?"

"Oh god."

"Only joking."

"Thank god."

On the night before he was to leave for Northcross, Ralph decided to shave his dick and belly. He'd never done it previously and was a little scared he might accidentally castrate himself despite using a safety razor.

He'd lathered up and he just got started when his mom burst in and gasped and went to the bowl and there was no way her gush could be termed a 'tinkle'.

"I had wondered if you shaved down there."

Ralph swallowed. "I-I thought I might experiment. Penny Childs appears to be taking an interest in me. Her boyfriend is away on a three-week horse trek and he's in my dorm at college and he's as bald as a badger."

Anna was impressed at the mention of the Mayor's youngest daughter but unaware it was just a lie. The cold-ass bitch only associated with females.

His mom asked did he know what he was doing and Ralph thought it best to say no.

"Would you like me to shave you?"

"Um I could embarrass you be getting a hard on."

"I'd like that to happen to see how much you really have. You appear hung like a horse. Little wonder Meg with her hot pussy was all over you."

"I was sorry to let you down mom."

"Well thank you but I'm over it all ready. Just don't try putting it into me, do you hear?"

"Yes mom."

"Take a towel and lay on it on your bed. I'll bring the bowl and will have to continue this way. It is best trimming the hair first and then shaving using a special lube. You have to shave slowly and softly to avoid razor burn."

"Do you shave?"

"Mind your business," she giggled.

Anna was almost finished. She complained that he hadn't gotten an erection.

"Nothing has excited me."

"Oh is that so," his mom said softly.

Anna dug in a pulled out a tit. She picked up Ralph's dick, leaned over him and they both watched the head of it being rubbed over the fat nipple.

Up rose King Dick.

"Oh Omigod," cooed his mom. "May I have a wee suck?"

"Do you regard that as fucking?"

"My belief licking, sucking and jerking are not fucking. I believe it's known academically as the Clinton Philosophy."

"Right go ahead."

His mom played around a bit and then got most of it down her throat and came back up spitting pre-cum.

She said, "I just wanted to see how much of that slab of meat I could swallow. I did pretty good, huh?"

"You were unbelievably good. Plenty of practice I suggest."

"Shut your wicked mouth you over-sexed boy."

"Mom I warn you don't ever bend over if I'm near by."

She slapped him playfully and said he had such a dirty mind.

"Are you enjoying summer," Anna said, and began jerking him.

They chatted and she worked on until tiring. She stopped and removed her top and bra and with her breasts swinging Ralph began to warm up. Him mom then pulled a breast to her mouth and sucked a nipple and that's when Ralph blew all over her tits and her hand.

"Oh fuck me," she said in awe, looking at the mess.

"I'm off to dress and meet dad for a beer. Clean up here please mom."

"God you men," his flunky sighed.

CHAPTER 3

On Tuesday, half an hour after his dad had driven off to work, Ralph kissed his mom goodbye and said another student was picking him up at the end of the street.

"I'll drive you down there."

"No it's fine. My overnight bag is pretty light."

"Is this student female?"

"Yes."

"Well is she consents to sex let my know what she thinks of you shaven. I take it you had a maintenance shave last night."

"Yes mom. Is that cum I can see on your tits?"

"Off you go my foul son. Have a great time."

Laurel got out of the car as he arrived and told him to drive. She pressed into him and kissed him deeply, as if confirming she was committed to their two days of adultery.

The motel was on the edge of the small town, overlooking a river and then treed pastureland that extended to distant hills.

They were shown to their suite and Ralph appeared to devastate Laurel when he suggested they go down for coffee and a snack.

He asked, "Haven't you done the naughty weekend or naughty midweek thing before?"

"No I haven't but that doesn't mean I'm not up to it."

He said of course it didn't but they had two nights and the best part of three days to do it and so there was not need to rush it.

"That makes sense," she sighed. "I can't believe it but you appear more experienced than I am about this."

"Well I went on one break last year with two female students. That taught me to pace myself."

Laurel snapped her compact shut and reached for her sunglasses. "Oh you really must tell me about that."

He told her about that experience when they were outside on the lawn under an umbrella having coffee and raspberry, yogurt and white chocolate muffins.

As the story became more and more erotic Laurel gave Ralph the impression she was attempting to hump a table leg. Well the table appeared to be experiencing a wave of jarring jumps and he wasn't doing it. Did that suggest Laurel would get off within five minutes and then want to sleep for four hours?

The story ended with both female students on their hands and knees on the coffee table and Ralph taking them anally in short bursts until finally he groaned and fell to the floor absolutely exhausted.

With the table still moving Ralph asked, "What are you doing to the table?"

"Dry humping a leg. Did you expect me to sit back languidly while you rabbit on about all that horny description?"

"Er no."

"I should think not."

At that Ralph was suddenly struck by the thought that the best may have been left till the last, particularly if Laurel proved to have staying power.

Back in their room they kissed and Laurel said, "What you were telling me out on the lawn told me I ought to confess something."

"Oh yes?"

"I've never had anal sex."

"But would like to experiment?"

"Yes."

"Well my sweet woman, you have come with the right guy to the right place."

"I believe that is so. I also like my pussy being sucked."

"That service is provided in this room too. And when we get really worked up would you like your asshole chewed."

"I-I might."

"And tit fucked?"

"My boobs are a little too far apart for that to be done really effectively. Um unless you have a long dick."

"Feel."

"Omigod, it's all that you?"

"Oh sweet darling. You really do appeal to me."

"Oh Ralph. You must be a reincarnated gigolo. You really know the right things to say to a woman who's thinking erotically about sex. Um are you sure you can get that pod up my butt?"

"We can only try. Perhaps when you a half-drunk because you have to really relax."

Without speaking Ralph dropped his pants and stood with one eyebrow raised.

Reacting excitedly, Laurel slipped her dress off seamlessly in a single fluid motion like a balloonist abandoning the basket of her papier-mâché experimental balloon, now alight, and pulling the parachute ripcord. Obediently Laurel's light dress used heavier-than-air theory of gravity to slip from her shoulders to land around her ankles.

Ralph stared at the body, cutely packaged in modern and basically immodest lingerie including thigh-highs with continuous repeats of the wording 'Hot Babe' embroidered into the tractive silicone band circling each thigh. 

Ralph's penis spontaneously rose in silent applause.

At that instant, Laurel froze momentarily like a deer caught in headlights as she watched Ralph's iridescent blue low-rise briefs tent out and then slippage occurred to allow his erection to escape possibly painful compression to rise freely and to rest over his lower abdomen.

Her head shook and she whispered "Omigod' and pouting ran a forefinger between those mushroomed pink-painted lips and sucked seductively, resulting in Ralph's face to pale slightly as his heart received the urgent signal to pump more blood to his penis and muscles with primary roles in sexual grappling.

Ralph took and unsteady step forward, at his young age aware what he was facing: a woman who was all woman, for want of a better description at this moment of rampant sexuality. He though who were the idiots who said women had to be patiently worked to arose them? They must have been talking about robotic females or those with faulty arousal mechanisms. Very clearly the site of his bulge and the unscheduled appearance of his cockhead above his briefs had sent Laurel's sexual desires skiing over the top.

He advanced another pace and she popped out her finger, leaving a string of dribble floating on to her chin a little like a strand from a spider's web and holding up her arms she whispered, "Come to me and then later cum for me."

Desire invaded Ralph's body.

He grabbed her.

Her head fell back and she cried, "Oh God."

And with the instinct of a vampire he squared up to bite into that elongated and straining throat but miraculously his teeth retracted just in time to allow his lips shape into a kiss and effect a rubbery connection.

"Oh my lover," cooed his victim, who appeared dedicated to being his victim. By then, and not unexpectedly, the very experienced older woman had her hand around his very fat and lightly pulsating dick, presumably hoping to synch her heartbeat with his.

"Omigod I have in my hand the size of cock I'm dreamed about for almost twenty years.

Huh?

Did she mean blemish-free or what? Ralph had no idea because for the first time in his relatively brief sex life he was hesitating, having no idea what to do next. His fucking brain had quit on him.

But to the rescue came... um what was her name? Ah yes Laurel he sighed. She said firmly, "I want Big One in me and I want that now." And to reinforce her need she began pushing him backwards to the bed.

"No need for a condom. I stupidly trust you are clean and I'm safe," she said softly.

Ralph's brain clicked into gear. He spun, breaking away and ran into the bedroom and was already on his back on the bed and stroking his erection when Laurel came flying at him, red-faced and squealing, ripping the bra off her swelling tits as she leapt at him.

"Let me get it in the first time," she panted. "Even my dildo is not this thick."

"Damn my panties. Oh don't rip them Ralph."

Together they fumbled them off her.

The box was clean-shaven. Those lips also pouted.

Red-faced, biting her lip and now sweating, Laurel patiently worked it in while Ralph worked her widely spaced tits together and thought well a tit fuck for him would be no problem. She ought to stay away from guys with slim dicks and if his uncle's dick was slim then obviously Laurel had miscalculated when choosing a husband.

"I haven't been stretched this much since the babysitter fisted me," Laurel, a mother of two youngsters at middle school said conversationally.

She saw Ralph's eyes roll back, his face darkened and his body bucked.

"Oh I taken you into premature ejaculation," she giggle. "Fortunately you are a young buck and will cum endlessly. Oh your cum is adding lube... here we go." 

She dropped down on to his groin, allowing the last four inches to slide in effortlessly.

"Perhaps that's what premature ejaculation is mean to do?" she said looking very intelligent but Ralph would prefer her looking lustful and concentrating on what they were doing instead of becoming airy-fairy. So he lifted up, pulled a tit into his mouth and nipped it.

"Christ," Laurel yelled, and pushing a near-dry finger into his asshole gritted, "Take that you mother-fucker."

And they were away.

Yes thought Ralph gloating. He'd saved the best aunt till last.

He swatted her ass and Laurel on the withdrawal stroke, slammed back down on him, her teeth bared and her glare practically penetrating his skull.

"Oh yeah," he groaned, sinking fingers of both hands on to her butt and slamming her down even harder and then switching to help lift her back up.

Laurel's head was now thrown back and she was changing, "Oh Jesus, oh Jesus."

Young Ralph grinned, knowing he could be in for the best sex of his life.

Laurel tightened her cunt around his cock and Ralph began to wheeze.

THE END