0 comments/ 188262 views/ 28 favorites Aunt Lisa By: William DuPayne I would like to thank (Gorgeousgypsygirl) for doing the most important work of this story, "Editing." She was friendly, direct, and very fast. If you're thinking of using an editor you should really consider contacting her, she's great! * * * * * Lisa Lorraine Bishop-Sullivan sat across from Bill on her white leather loveseat, her deep tangerine skirt riding high on her long shapely tanned legs. Her full breasts were straining at the thin material of her tight stretch top, her nipples plainly visible, hard, erect, shouting "touch me, Bill" mockingly across the room. Her tiny feet and ankles were framed in a beautiful pair of white stilettos with very thin straps around the ankles. Her face was radiant and lovely as always. Yeah, OK, she was getting to be a pain in the ass for him, but what a darling pain she was! She was in her mid-thirties and looked twenty-three; she was easily more sophisticated and beautiful than most of the woman Bill had seen in Playboy. Her dark chestnut hair lay shimmering against her satin smooth skin, contrasting richly with her new tan. In every way she exceeded mere excellence, in body, articulation, and brains. Lisa was Bill's aunt, his mother's only sister. Sadly she was the most beautiful woman Bill had ever seen. Sad because Bill was required to attend to her needs every weekend, per his mothers urging to help with mowing grass, painting that, moving this, "Would you please wash my car, William?" It had been that way since his uncle had passed away three years ago. Of course she always helped with the chores, and therein lay the problem. She was always scantily clad; she possessed one of the loveliest curvaceous bodies in the entire known universe. She was forever bending, twisting, or climbing up something, affording William's ravenously wild eyes the most spectacular sexual imagery any high school senior had ever had to endure. This had been going on for months now. Last weekend Bill had experienced the joy of her flashing him without panties on. She had offered him a soft drink as he rested when finished with the lawn. When she brought it, she unscrewed the cap and handed it to him. When she had turned to move on he heard, "Oh damn," and when he looked over, she was bending to retrieve the runaway cap. Well, the lower she bent the higher it rose until finally Bill could plainly see everything she owned, EVERYTHING! Her luscious mound was pulled up so tightly the folds of her crevice were starting to peel open. He could see a bold moist slash of crimson between her vaginal lips. He thought his woody would explode right there in his lap, and as it was he nearly fainted. Then she turned, looking directly into his eyes, and smiled sweetly with the innocence of a fresh, untouched choirgirl or an angel on some errand for the Archangel Michael. Well, two could play the game as well as one. He had worn the tightest, shortest, pair of cut-offs he owned today. He hadn't even jerked off last night, just to make sure his bulge would properly protrude through the day's activities. He also wore a short t-shirt just to allow his six-pack to ripple before her teasing maiden eyes. And she had noticed, and noticed again; he caught her eyeing his 9-inch teenage cock several times that morning. Later, as he stood on the short stepladder unscrewing the light bulb from the overhead fixture she was looking again. He was half hard right now. And knew the head of his manhood must be very close to peeking out the bottom of his shorts. Her face wasn't more than a foot from his bulge, holding the new bulb at the ready for him. Bill glanced down smiling at her, with her bright eyes, and her flushed cheeks flamed to a timid rose color. It was apparent that something was affecting her pleasantly. Her nipples were hard, and her breasts were moving rapidly up and down. "Aunt Lisa, that dress really looks nice with your tan. You look very lovely today, even kind of sexy," he told her. She giggled, smiling back at him. "Thank you, William, it's nice of you to notice and say so." As she handed up the new bulb, she lightly placed her hand on his thigh as she stretched upward. This sent an immediate jolt of sexual energy directly to William's cock, causing it to lurch mightily right before her eyes. He went ahead and screwed the bulb in, acting as if he hadn't noticed, but she had. He heard her gasp as her hot hand lingered on his hard thigh. He could feel cool air against his skin and knew there was a gap somewhere. "My God," Lisa thought. "His cock must be nine inches long." How would it feel, she wondered. Oh, she must stop these wicked thoughts of hers. Her lust for him was wrong, evil, and dangerous. When he finished he stepped down, and he was standing very close to her as she looked up at him. She stretched upward and leaned into him, her firm breasts dragging across his chest, and she gave him a little peck on the cheek to show her appreciation for a job well done. He wondered, as she moved off, if her hot mound crossing his lurching bulge had been accidental. "He's so beautiful," she thought, quaking inside from the contact her body had had with his erection. She was wet between her legs, and tingling. It was so wicked of her to do it, but how sweet and wonderful it felt. "I have got to get out of these heels, they're killing me," she sighed as she sat at the kitchen table. "I can help with that, Aunt Lisa," he told her. "Would you, dear, you're so kind, she said. A perfect chance to show off my new panties, she thought. Bill sat and crossed his legs, and then lifting one foot at a time into his lap, he removed the little white stilettos from his aunt's tiny feet. Then he began to softly rub and massage her tired little pads. Her legs crept slightly open, and her skirt rode up on her beautiful, shapely, toned legs. He began to run his hands up her calves and massage those as well, producing a moan from his aunt as her foot moved against his hard cock. Bill was enjoying the view of her black lacy panties flashing at him from under her richly colored skirt. She was acting as if she didn't notice, that her foot rested atop the largest cock she had ever seen. The surging energy of his bulge seemed to travel directly up her leg and tease her hot sex in a slow circling sensation around her clit, then roar upward, exploding against her nipples, the smoke of their burning settling in her eyes. The lust inside was heating her, teasing the lips of her mons and making her wetter. Bill's fingers were above her knee now, dancing like pulsing currents of sexual energy along the inside of her thigh. Lisa's eyes were closed as she enjoyed the sensation of his strong hands on her body. He quickly made his way right up against her mound, and as his fingers brushed her sex, it filled her with an evil lust that was far too sweet to deny. The sensation of his touch melted both her will to resist him and her body. She was hotter than she could ever remember being. Her cunt ached for his touch, and she could feel the heat of his hands through the sheer fabric of her panties. Her wet opening was now beginning to spot her delicate thin undergarment. Her mouth was weeping with the desire to devour his young cock, to gobble it up with a single passionate gulp. As his hands crossed over to her other leg he intentionally bumped his hand against her heated vulva slipping one knuckle between her lips nudging her clit causing her to involuntarily shove her body forward forcefully against his hand and moan. "Oh God it was wonderful," she thought. As the tiny fireballs of energy from his touch exploded against her clit, it stirred her lust and incited her passion. "Oh, I'm so sorry Lisa, forgive my clumsiness, I didn't mean to touch you there," he said sincerely as he withdrew his hand. "No, God, please, don't move your hand away," she shouted silently. "Touch me again, please!" He stood now, his cock directly in front of her face, only inches from her mouth, as he looked down at her waiting for her response. He was teasing her with his flinching bulge as she had teased him with her body. "Oh, Bill, it's OK, honey, it's nothing," she said, the trembling in her voice readily noticeable. Bill knelt then between her legs, drawing her to him, and he leaned forward, placing his mouth next to her ear. His hard bulge gouged her soft heat, asserting its presence there with each powerful spasm. "You liked it, didn't you, Aunt Lisa, you hot little tease. You're wondering right now how I would feel inside your body fucking you senseless, ravaging your hot tight little cunt. Aren't you my little tease?" He whispered to her, as he began to thrust his burning organ against her mound. "Oh God, Bill, I want to so badly, but you're my nephew for heaven's sake, it's evil and wrong," she whimpered nearly in tears, clinging to him tightly. "Do you have any idea how many times I've fantasized about fucking you, Lisa? How many times I've jacked off to scenes you provided me with by your teasing antics?" He ask her as his hand squeezed her warm breast. "I'm so sorry, Bill, I didn't fully realize," she told him as tears streaked down her face. "Would you like to suck it, Lisa, feel its hardness invade your soft wet mouth. You're probably wondering how it would feel as it swelled and twitched against your tongue coming in a heated fury, aren't you, Lisa?" he ask her sternly. "Oh, yes, Bill, Oh God, yes, but it would be wicked, sinful, and wrong!" She told him even as she moaned shaking with desire. Her body was now undulating against her young nephew's hard throbbing bulge. "I want you to stand in front of me and run your hands over my bulge, Lisa, with your breast crushed against my chest," he whispered. "Yes, baby, my God, yes!" She whispered in his ear, still shaking uncontrollably. William kissed her then, taking her heat with his probing tongue, the softness of her mouth making his own cock and lips tingle. She threw her arms around his neck moaning as she answered his exploration of her cavity with a passionate display of affection. She began probing his mouth fiercely with her tiny tongue and groping his hardness with her hot hand, squeezing both his sac and staff. "God, his cock was so big," she thought. "His young kiss so sweet!" Being this close to him feeling his manliness was setting her on fire. It was so wicked of her, and she wondered what would people think if they knew. But she knew as she kissed him her resistance was futile. All she wanted was to be completely subjugated by his hot throbbing member. Become totally submissive to his raging desire, and come in an earth-shattering orgasm under him. He moved his hand to her mons, and her heat was scorching, her body wet. His fingers did as they pleased inside her scanty garments as she buried her face against his shoulder and shook. When he brushed her nub she screamed against him, throwing her lower body upward on his hand. "How badly do you want it right now, Lisa?" he asked her. "Oh, Bill, I'd do anything for you baby," she cooed. "Strip, Lisa. I want to see you naked!" Lisa stood without hesitation and removed her pretty dress and other clothing. Pausing she looked into his eyes with her fingers hooked in the top of her panties and smiled. Then she seductively slid the black lace panties down her thighs slowly, her eyes never leaving his. She held his hand as she daintily stepped out of the ornate scrap of cloth and stood in front of her nephew trembling, staring at his gigantic cock. "God, this is so wicked and exciting," she thought. Standing before him contemplating this filthy incestuous act, she burned with desire and need, her cunt aching for his hardness. Besides, he was a beautiful young man, so well built and handsome. He beheld the most beautiful woman on the planet in front of him, not because she was his aunt, or because of the lust he felt for her. It was just the plain truth. She was petite, with perfect skin, firm hard breast, and beautiful face, with big beautiful expressive eyes, and long lush lashes. Her legs rippled with their toning, her mons, jutting high and prominent, was perfectly formed. Her ass was a national treasure of pure white flawless marble. And she had the loveliest pair of fuck-me lips that the American gene pool had ever produced. He held her arm as he raised her one foot to the chair, causing her womanhood to gape open before him. Her lips parted showing a flash of crimson, her clit peeking out shyly. Then he stepped up to her body and kissed her again. As he did he began to rub the head of his cock against her clit. She was shaking fiercely from the contact of his cock and the kiss. His hands were all over her breasts and ass as she moaned into his mouth while they necked. Her mouth was sweet and hot, and my God, she could kiss. Every movement and sensation she inflicted in his mouth echoed against his throbbing member! "Tell me what you want, Lisa," his voice was soft as he spoke. "Oh baby, I want you inside of me, filling me up with your cock," she told him. "Shall I eat you first, lover?" he ask her. As he moved the mammoth head of his cock to her wet vaginal lips allowing it to lay there, he could actually feel her lips sucking on the head of his cock trying to draw it in. "Oh God, yes, Bill, please!" Her hand moved down to his enormous cock and squeezed the monster lovingly in her small hand. She stroked it softly a few times feeling it throb and buck, thrilling her that in a moment she would hold it inside her body. "How long have you wanted to fuck me, Lisa?" he ask her "Please, Bill you're making me hot. Why won't you fuck me now, please?" "I'm teasing you, as you teased me for so long," he told her. She looked in his eyes and broke down sobbing, tears rolling freely down her cheeks as she hugged him tightly, "I'm so sorry Bill, I didn't do it to be mean. Forgive me?" she ask him. He placed his hands on her magnificent ass and savagely pulled her onto his body. He felt his cock smash into her cervix with two inches still remaining outside her body. She screamed against his neck, and then began to stroke his cock furiously with her tight cunt. He was so big in her, that when he pushed in, her clit was pulled over and rubbed along the top of his cock. The sensation was maddening, sending sexual energy directly to her nipples where it burned with the sweetest tingling sensation she had ever known. She came collapsing against him in a matter of a few strokes, moaning wildly and shaking uncontrollably. She placed her hands at the sides of his face and kissed him hard repeatedly, telling him she loved him. Bill pulled the mammoth organ from her clutching cunt, and lowered his face to her sex. The scent that greeted him was sweetly spiced. Her lips were swollen and slightly open as was the crease of her cuneal shaped mons. The sight was striking, her body was so well constructed that even viewing this part of it was like looking at a major work of art. Her hands busied themselves with his hair, attentively stroking his thick locks, awaiting his next act of lechery. She didn't wait long, as his tongue slithered out like a sexual energy rod. Its plasma arched against her clit with a sweet intense heat, and then enveloped the whole of her mound. Her lust was a surging wave of undeniable energy wrapping itself around her body, touching her, feeling her, massaging her most sensitive areas, like the gentle hand of an expert lover. "My God," she thought. "He's going to make me come again this soon!" She couldn't believe it, couldn't believe she had waited this long to fuck this gorgeous hunk of the male species. Bill ran the nail of his little finger across her anus forcing her to buck forward sharply and cry out. He rammed his long tongue into her passage at the same instant that she moved forward. He felt the ripple of her vaginal walls sucking at his tongue as a flood of hot salty spice filled his mouth. She was shaking violently and screaming out his name. Her hands were no longer gentle on his head, but clutching and clawing as she tried to force her body closer to his mouth. He rammed his finger into her ass to its knuckle, and she stiffened and screamed. Her pussy actually began clutching so hard on his tongue that he momentarily lost the ability to move it in her. She fell against him when she finished her second orgasm, listless and without movement. Her head lay on his shoulder, her energy drained to the dregs. Her hand felt its way to his hard cock and she lovingly squeezed its massive body as she gently kissed and licked his neck. "Your weekend duties have changed around here, lover. From now on I'll hire the repairs and maintenance done. But you're confined to my bedroom when you visit from now on," she told him as she giggled. "Sounds like a promotion to me. How are the benefits?" he asked her. "Free room and board and all you can eat, as long as it's me," she told him with a teasing smile. Bill stood and helped Lisa to her feet, her body warm and inviting as she held him close. They began to kiss and she marveled that after two orgasms the movements of his lips and tongue were arousing her. She could feel that enormous organ against her mound, and it seemed to radiate a sexual energy that penetrated straight into her sex, warming and massaging it. Bill finally broke the embrace as the ache in his sac needed tending to. He whispered in her ear and she joyfully spread her upper body prone on the table for him. He kneeled and began to kiss and bite that wonderful firm ass of hers. Lisa marveled that his tongue would do this to her desire so soon, heating her again this way, and driving her toward another climax. His mouth lay down a trail of pleasant warmth across her cheeks. She gasped loudly and jerked when he probed her anal opening with the sharp hot tip of it. He made short rapid fucking motions into her body with his tongue that set off a wave of hot desire in her. It was wicked, and she loved it. Bill's fingers began to fuck in and out of Lisa's swollen cunt as he ate her ass. She was fucking back on him now, her lust obvious once again, her moaning incessant. The walls of her passage began milking his fingers with a soft sucking sensation. He stood behind her, his impressive cock dangling lewdly between his thighs. He surveyed her body, standing there with her rich chestnut hair splayed out on the table. Her small shoulders narrowed to a delicate thin waist, then flared again to a gentle feminine fullness at the hips, and he adored her. She had a body made for breeding, and it was finally his turn. He eased the thick, heavy, ugly head of his cock into her tight wetness. Immediately she was begging him to savagely fuck her, make her come. He smiled at her words. He though she was remarkable. He slid into her heat, pausing when he bottomed out, just to enjoy the sensation of her around him. He began to probe her with his cock in a steady smooth rhythm that she easily matched with her own body. They moved together in perfect unison as her moans became both louder and more frequent. God he felt so wonderful inside of her. He was exhausting her body, but she loved it! She did not want to stop or disappoint him, especially after her unintentional torture of him. She would give him everything inside her and anything he wanted because she was in love with him. Her lust for him was rising in her again as he fucked into her body, twisting, churning, probing, reaching everything inside her cunt, parts that no one had ever reached before! Her small body moved like a toy being played with and tossed about by some careless child. She looked helpless beneath him and the idea somehow thrilled his mind. He picked up his pace urged by the feelings in his groin and the ache in his sac. She was beginning to thrust on him wildly now, her wetness extremely pronounced. Aunt Lisa He knew if she continued he wouldn't last, and he wanted to make her come one more time, wanted to see her shake and cry out. He loved the sight of her when she lost control that way. Reaching under her he found her nipples and began to twist and pull at them. "Oh God, Bill, I'm going baby, yes, yes!" That was the signal he had waited for, she was going wild now undulating on him fiercely, as she cried out over and over again. He fucked into her like a wild man, pumping deeply into her sex as he continued to twist and pull her hard nipples. Then his seed rose in him rapidly, traversing his member, scorching the underside of his cock as the thick liquid fire rushed to its exit. Blast after blast of the thick hot fluid slammed into her cervix, filling her organ to overflowing with the warm liquid as she lay beneath him whimpering in ecstasy. Her mind exploded outward into a thousand tiny fragments, then into darkness. It contracted just as quickly to a small single point in front of her. She drifted in a sea of blue white fire, its flames licking at her body, caressing her, cooling her mind and her flesh. She slowly descended back into her body sated and radiant, but with her energy somewhat depleted. "My God, Bill, that was the best," she told him. They lay on their sides when they were finished, facing each other. They were completely satisfied with each other's performance and vitality. Exhausted, but sated and wonderfully satisfied. They kissed. They went after each other's mouths like two horny teenagers. She asked him to spend the night there with her, and he accepted her hospitality with enthusiasm. They spent the weekend together, locked away in a world of their own making. They spent the time exploring the wonders of each other and becoming acquainted in a new kind of relationship. William's mother marveled at the new level of genuine interest in her sister's welfare that Bill displayed after that weekend. He began stopping by her home several times a week, calling her to see if she needed anything and generally looking after her. He was such a good boy. His affair with Lisa never really ended. When he left for college her house was always his first stop when he returned home. Even later when his children came, he was still looking after her welfare. Not as often of course, but at least on a continual ongoing bases. She always remained, and would always be, his favorite aunt! Aunt Lisa Approves! George was twenty one, he was almost to North Carolina. He was heading down to visit with his aunt and cousin on his Spring Break. He was almost finished with college and he was heading home for a week. His parents were away on a cruise for four of those days, so he was spending that time with his aunt Lisa and her daughter Carla. His aunt had always been different from the rest of the family. More outgoing and carefree. She'd flash the men on New Year's Eve and wear the slutty costumes at Halloween, she'd even worn an American flag string bikini last Fourth of July. She was his mother's sister and she'd been divorced for atleast fifteen years. She lived in a secluded beach house with her daughter. Carla was an only child at her mother's house. Her parents were divorced and she'd see her father three or four times a year. He had a few other kids and they were brats, so she stayed with her mom most of the time. She was finally eighteen and she was about to graduate from high school. When George pulled up to his aunt's beach house, he noticed a sexy female on the porch, wearing a tight tank top with no bra and pajama pants that were down on her hips, revealing her tight abs. She was turned away from the driveway, George couldn't look away. She was the sexiest he'd seen in quite some time. When he got out of the car, aunt Lisa was at the door waving at him. "George!! It's so nice to see you, come on in." She went back inside and George grabbed his bag and headed up the steps. When he got to the top, he about fell back down. The sexy female just happened to be his cousin Carla. Carla, who he had last remembered wore braces and had zits. She was chubby and awkward, this girl in front of him was none of those things. He regained composure before she noticed he was staring. Making his way into the kitchen, he kissed aunt Lisa on the cheek and she pointed him toward his room at the end of the hall. He got into his room and closed the door, aware his face was not hot. Blushing, he wished he could die! He checked out his younger cousin, hell, he'd go so far as to say he'd fuck her brains out in his mind already. Hearing aunt Lisa down the hall, he took a deep breath and went back to the kitchen. Carla was standing in the doorway, obviously waiting for him to come in so she can go back to what she was doing. Seeing her closer, he could see how she'd added some highlights to her hair and she now wore make-up and her nails were done. She'd turned into a woman. What had he missed? Aunt Lisa belted out to them, "It's almost five. I've already started dinner, I need a couple things from the market. You two mind going? I'll finish up dinner while you're gone and when you get back, we'll eat. After dinner, I thought we could have some drinks on the patio if you want." George agreed, Carla protested, "Mom, it's not fair! Why should I interuppt my life to go to the market for you? What if someone calls with plans and I'm not home? I need to be here." George half grinned at Carla's whiny little girl attitude. She'd done that as kids and gotten alot of what she wanted. Aunt Lisa wasn't having it though, "Carla Maureen, take your ass to your room, put on some real clothes and get your ass in that car to the market for me. Don't make this an issue! As for plans tonight, there will be none! None tonight and none tomorrow either. George is only here for a few days and we're going to entertain him." Carla's mouth puckered and her lip popped out, she swung her hair back over her shoulders and stormed back to her room. He walked back to get his car keys from the bed and he caught a glimpse of her in her bedroom, her pants on the floor, her ass bare. She hadn't been wearing panties. His cock stirred and he heard Aunt Lisa. Looking up, she was staring down the hall at him. After the hallway incident, he was glad to be out of the house and away from the pressure of Aunt Lisa. Carla was ticked off all the way to the store, so she ignored him and stared out the window. Carla had worn a jean skirt, barely long enough to cover the top of her thighs. It rode up as she slouched in her seat and by the time they made it to the market place his aunt sent them to, he almost couldn't control the stirring in his groin. Getting out of the car, he could see her shapely ass and he had to adjust himself to keep anyone from noticing his discomfort. Inside the market, he had trouble keeping his eyes to himself. In the fruit section, she stood near a melon display that made her tits look ripe. Later in the freezer area, her nipples were rock hard and he noticed a man looking at them with pure lust. After gathering the rest of the things on aunt Lisa's list, they got back into the car. On the way out of the lot, Carla saw a group of her friends and asked him to stop. He watched her walk over and hug one guy and say hello to the rest. She flirted and teased the guy she had hugged before waving goodbye and heading back to the car. When she'd gotten in, he decided to try to talk to her. "So Carla, I see you've cleaned up nice." She was still mouthy in her reply, "Wow, how'd you notice perv?" He laughed it off, "I'm the perv? You were the one who came to the market without anything under your skirt." Her face flushed, "How'd you know?" He grinned, "Lucky guess! So, who's the guy you're going all perv on me for?" She grinned, "His name's Charles, but we all call him Charlie. He's twenty one like you and he's a college senior like you too." "Does aunt Lisa know about him?" Her face went back to murky as she replied, "Yes, but she doesn't like him much." By now they'd arrived back home and Carla went her own seperate way. After having aunt Lisa's famous burgers, grilled fries and pretzel salad, they relaxed out on the front porch. Aunt Lisa had cracked open a bottle of gin and she'd tossed him a beer. They sat back and watched the sun set and the traffic fade away. Around eight, Carla came out dressed in a sleazy black dress and knee high combat boots. Her make-up was dark and her lips were crimson red. She'd teased her hair and look like a completely different girl. While George admired her body and her sexiness, her mother went off, "Carla Maureen take your ass back in that house, take a shower and dress right! Besides, I already told you, tonight's family time." Carla stormed into the house, slamming the door. George drank another beer and talked with his aunt. A little while later, Carla came out in tiny shorts that almost showed her ass and another tiny tight tank top, no bra and he could imagine, no panties too. She sat at the table and popped open a bottle of strawberry wine. She tossed back the gin bottle and took a shot before following with the wine. Soon they were all laughing and having a good time. The later it got, the sillier aunt Lisa acted. She'd flashed them twice and made George take off his shirt to show off his muscles. He was sitting in sweats, knowing if Carla stayed around long enough, he'd be hard in no time. Around midnight, aunt Lisa had started talking about sex, her lack there of and how she needed it soon. She then turned to George and asked, "When's the last time you had explosive sex? What about a blow job?" Carla's face turned beet red and George's face flushed, "Well, aunt Lisa, I uh, I haven't had any in quite some time." She smiled, "Well George, atleast you've had some, can you believe Carla's never even seen a real cock? Eighteen and never held a dick in her hand!" Carla's face flushed even more. That didn't stop her mother, she kept at it, "George, why don't you be a doll and show her yours? She'd get to see what one looks like and maybe you'll get your rocks off too." George didn't know what to say to that, aunt Lisa had always kept her thoughts clean around the kids, but he and Carla were no longer kids. He started to sputter an answer when Carla, all red faced spoke up, "What? You afraid to show it? You got a little dick or what?" With another gulp of his beer, he got brave. He stood and undid the button of his pants. He tugged the zipper down and then slid his pants and boxers down to his upper thigh. His cock flopped out, semi-hard and looking fine. He'd trimmed his pubic hair the weekend before and his cock was already pretty nice sized before it was hard. He was proud of what he had. His aunt chuckled and Carla's face seemed to get even redder. She leaned over closer, as if she was examining it. He gulped down the rest of his beer and bravely spoke, "You can touch it if you want, no harm in checking it out if you haven't seen one before." Lisa got up from the table and went inside. George walked over near Carla and waved his member in her face. "You gonna touch it or are you too scared?" Carla reached out and touched the tip, then her fingers curled around it and stroked him a few times. Her nails slid gently down the underside and found the neat patch of hair he had. She ran her finger through it and down to cup his balls. She ran her nails across them, his cock stiffening at her touches. Her eyes met his and she got brave, "You know I could just open my mouth and pop your dick in? You could be getting a blow job right here on the porch from your own cousin." Just as she finished her sentence, her mother came out and again got demanding, "Damn Carla, don't sit there and tease the boy! Open your mouth and give him a little pleasure. Haven't I always taught you not to be a cock tease? Always be a cock please!" With her mother's blessing, Carla opened her mouth and sucked George's cock inside. She dribbled down his cock,gagging on his length. As she struggled for air, he pulled out. She was choking and red faced. "Now, now, the little smart mouth can't take what she's dishing or what?" After he finished speaking, he pushed his cock back into her throat. This time she was more prepared and bobbed her head up and down a few times before letting him go again. "Damn Carla, you're gonna give a man blue balls around here!" "Haha Georgie, want me to satisfy those balls?", she giggled and her cheeks burned red hot. "Little miss smarty pants, you're going to regret that little girl!" George tugged Carla up from her seat and pulled her inside. Aunt Lisa stood at the sink, her back to them. George smiled at Carla and mouthed watch this. She grinned back, too embarrassed to say another word. "Aunt Lisa, Carla's still teasing, can I borrow your room for awhile? I'd like my pleasing!" Aunt Lisa didn't even turn around, "Sure thing Georgie, make her do what she teased!" With permission allowed, George grabbed Carla and flipped her over his shoulder and headed down the hall to the furthest bedroom. Stepping inside, he tugged those tiny shorts down, revealing Carla's rounded, tan ass. As he tossed her onto the bed, he pushed her legs open and exposed her almost bare pussy. She had a tiny patch of hair in the shape of a heart. He spread her lips apart and flicked his tongue across her bare clit. His motion excited her and she moaned. He rubbed harder up and along her clitoris, she cried out this time, her hands finding his hair. He focused on her swollen clit, his tongue moving circles. Over and over, his figure eight motion making her hips buck at the count of each one. Her nails digging, he pinned her arms with one hand and flickered his tongue against her. As she cried out a second time, he slipped two fingers inside her dripping pussy. Her pussy clenched and her orgasm flowed over her. She shivered, her cries ringing in his ears . He stood before her, his cock solid. He tugged his shirt off and tossed it aside. She sat up and locked eyes with him, "Can I try this again? I can do better." Before he could reply, she pulled his pants and boxers down to his ankles and took his whole length into her mouth. She sucked on him, deep in her throat. She groaned, a fullness overwhelming her as she kept his entire cock deep in her mouth. She suckled, her fingers teasing his balls. She scraped her nails over his cum filled balls. The sensation drove him nuts. He had to stop her before she made him cum in her mouth. He pulled her to her feet and he sat back on the bed. She climbed into his lap, tossing her shirt aside, her breasts bounced in his face. "Damn you're a hot little number Carla, I can't believe you never touched a dick til today and you've never had real sex. Guys around here must be blind." She slithered closer to him, his hands cupped her ass. She nibbled at his neck before whispering, "I don't tell my mother my sex life, I'm experienced. Wasn't the blow job I gave you in here a real teaser?" He was shocked, "What? You mean you're not a virgin? I was so worried I'd have to say no to taking your virginity!" "Oh sweet Georgie, I've been fucked, tied, whipped, teased, pleased, fingered, licked, sicked and came on! Charlie and I even tried anal," she teased. George could feel himself grow harder, he could feel the built up pressure and needed to blow soon. He cupped Carla's breasts and pulled her closer, his tongue teased her nipples. One hand slid down between her thighs, slipping a finger inside to rub her tender o spot. Soon Carla was shaking again and his cock was nearer to her entry. He found her o spot and rubbed harder. She quickly slipped down over his cock, hips grinding, she took the control. He lay back against the pillows, her breasts bouncing over and over as she rode his cock. Her cowgirl rocking, flexing her cunt around him. He rubbed her clit while she bounced in his lap. She grew bored and decided to switch positions, she turned away from him and slipped him back inside her. As she arched her back and rubbed her hips, he reached around and with both hands spread her lips and applied a vibrator to her swollen nub. She knew she was about to explode. She knew she couldn't do a thing about it. She kept her hips rocking and her body moving, he kept those fingers spread and her vibrator firm against her clit. As he arched his back and buried himself deep inside her, she came. This time with an intensity so powerful. He kept himself deep inside as he too came. He exploded deep inside of her, filling her with his love juice. When they finally could move, Carla and George went out to the porch where Aunt Lisa was waiting for every detail with drinks! Aunt Lisa Goes Wild My thanks go to Touch_Me_Eat_Me who edited this story for me. My mother and father had been killed in a robbery gone wrong. They were at the bank trying to secure a loan, when a crazed gunman came in and randomly opened fire. From the day this happened, my Aunt Lisa had taken care of me. She had welcomed me into her home, and considering it was just the two of us living in her house, I pretty much got everything I wanted, within reason. One of the few things Aunt Lisa had asked of me was to join her for 2 weeks, while she went on what she called, 'her getting in touch with nature trip'. I was 10 when I first went on this trip. But as I grew up these trips were becoming more of a prison sentence than an enjoyable experience, despite my aunt's efforts to ensure I had fun. The time for Aunt Lisa's annual trip was drawing close, and I was not looking forward to it. Our relationship had been strained since before my 21st birthday. I'd had my fair share of girlfriends, and a week or so before my 21st, Aunt Lisa had caught me going hammer and tongs with my then girlfriend. Aunt Lisa had never discussed sex with me, and I'd never seen her in anything less than shorts and a t-shirt, but despite this, Aunt Lisa was attractive, and a prude in my mind. One day when I'd been doing the laundry, I sneaked a peek at my aunt's underwear, and discovered she wore size 10 pants, and a size 38c bra, on a 5'8 frame. Her hair was a medium blonde/light brown, with brown eyes, and a cute smile. In short she was attractive, and I often wondered why Aunt Lisa was single. "John, I've been thinking about our trip away, and decided we are going to do something this year." Aunt Lisa said one night over dinner. "Do I have to come this year, Aunty?" I asked, dreading the response. "Yes. This will be the last time I request you join me. If you want to join me after this trip, all you have to do is ask." Aunt Lisa answered sternly. "So what are we doing this year that will be so different?" I asked "That is a surprise, John. But I'm thinking you're going to like it. You need to be packed and ready to go by 8am Saturday morning." Aunt Lisa said with a mischievous grin. I spent the next few days packing clothes, and life's essentials, dreading the next 2 weeks, but at the same time I was curious. One night over dinner, I asked, "Aunty, since you said this trip is going different, do I need to pack anything special?" "The only thing you need to bring is something nice to wear. Not a suit, but something presentable." Aunt Lisa answered. This made my mind boggle more. The day of dreaded departure arrived, and at 8am sharp, the doorbell rang, and Aunt Lisa went to the door, and a minute later she said to me, "John, it's time to go. Are you ready?" I shut the door to my room, and trudged down the hall to the door. Aunt Lisa was waiting there to lock up. "Just give your bag to the driver, and he'll take care of it." She instructed me as I walked out the door. I looked up and noticed that Aunt Lisa had arranged a car service to take us wherever we were headed. I complied with my Aunt's instruction, and climbed in to the waiting car. A minute or 2 later, my Aunt climbed in to the car. The driver shut the door behind her, walked around the car, climbed in to the driver's seat, and we set off for our destination. As we drove towards town, I asked "Where are we going Aunty? Don't we normally head in the other direction?" "Well John, I know things have been strained lately, and I thought that I would give you another 21st present, even though it's a bit late." "You didn't have to do that Aunty." I said. "Well if you don't want to go to Vegas, we can go home." Aunt Lisa half laughed. "You know I want to get there. I've wanted to go there for years." I said with a smile from ear to ear. We arrived at the airport, checked in, and went for a coffee as we waited for our boarding call. When our flight was called, Aunt Lisa and I headed for our gate, and boarded the plane. The flight was non-eventful, and we arrived in Vegas after about 3 hours flying. Aunt Lisa had said that she wanted to check-in at the hotel before we do anything. We arrived at the hotel, and checked in. The clerk checked us in, and signalled for a valet. The valet collected our bags, and guided us to our room. It was only a standard room, however there was a nice view. Once we were alone in the room, Aunt Lisa and I discovered a problem. The room that was allocated to us only had a double bed. "I'll go down to reception and sort it out." Aunt Lisa said. "Ok Aunty." I said as she headed out the door. After 15 minutes had passed, Aunt Lisa hadn't returned, and I was getting a little concerned. I headed down to reception and searched for my aunt. When I couldn't find her, I tried ringing her on her cell phone. My Aunt said to me "I'm in the bar. Come and join me." I got directions to the bar, and found Aunt Lisa perched on a bar stool, draining her glass. It was one of the few times I had seen her drink. I knew something was wrong. "What's wrong Aunty?" I asked. "We've got a problem." Aunt Lisa began. "The hotel is booked solid. We are stuck in the room we are in, which means we have to share a bed." As she signalled to the barman, for a top-up. "That's not a problem is it?" I said trying to sound understanding. "I guess things could be worse." She said. "They could have given us a room with a single bed." I laughed. "That would have been interesting." She said before taking a gulp out of her bourbon. We spent the afternoon in the bar, Aunt Lisa went from singles to doubles, and by 5 o'clock she was shitfaced, when she slurred "I'm going to go upstairs and get some sleep." "Are you going to be ok?" I asked. "I'll be fine." She slurred, as she stumbled off towards the lift. I spent my first night in Vegas, and most of my savings in the first casino I came to, which happened to be right next door to the hotel. I went back to our room, checked on Aunt Lisa, and ran a bath. I was relaxing in the bath, with the door open, when I heard Aunt Lisa moving around in the hotel room. I decided to get out of the bath, so I pulled the plug, and stepped out of the bath. Just as I was reaching for my towel, Aunt Lisa appeared in the doorway. "Oh John, I'm sorry." She half slurred. "That's ok Aunty. I'll be out in a minute." I said, as my Aunty stood in the doorway. Much to my surprise my Aunty stood there and watched me as I grabbed a towel, and wrapped it around my waist. "Bathroom's yours Aunty." I said on the way out. I rummaged through my bag, and searched for a pair of boxers. While I was searching for my boxers I heard the toilet flush, and out of the corner of my eye I saw Aunt Lisa return to the main area of the hotel room, and sit on the bed. I found a pair of boxers, and slid them on under the towel, conscious of the fact my aunty was sitting on the bed, watching me. Once I had my boxers on, I went and sat on the other side of the bed, getting ready to turn in for the night. "What did you get up to while I was passed out?" Aunt Lisa asked. "Well, I lost most of my money playing blackjack, poker, and the slot machines. I think I've got about $200 left." I said. "How much did you lose?" Aunt Lisa said with a worried tone. "I'm not sure Aunty. But it was a lot, and I would have had more fun if I had of won." I said. "Would you like me to teach you how to play poker?" Aunt Lisa asked. "Not tonight Aunty. I've lost enough money." I laughed. "Well we could play strip poker instead." Aunt Lisa laughed. What happened in the bathroom was still fresh in my mind, so I had to ask, "But what if I win? Would you seriously remove your clothing?" "I'll honour my bets. But I can't see you beating me too badly." Aunt Lisa said, as she got up out of bed, and started getting some clothes together, and headed for the bathroom. "You can put no more clothing on than what you would normally wear on a day." "Ok, you're on." I said as I started getting dressed in shorts, and t-shirt. I thought about for a second, and then put on my shoes and socks. "Do you have cards and chips Aunty?" I asked through the bathroom door. "No John. Take $20 out of my purse and go grab some from downstairs." Was the muffled response I received. I went downstairs, grabbed some chips and cards, and headed back upstairs. When I got back to the room, Aunt Lisa had rearranged the room so the table was in the middle of the room with a chair either side of the table. We worked out the rules, chip values etc., and started my poker lesson. Aunt Lisa had me topless in 3 hands. I listened to what Aunt Lisa said, and started to play seriously, instead of going all-in on a pair of 6s. It wasn't long and I had started winning a few hands. A few hours had passed, and I managed to win enough hands to down to her underwear, but by the same token she had won enough hands to get me down to my boxer shorts. My mind was starting to wonder. Aunt Lisa was sitting at the table wearing a black semi-transparent lace bra, with a matching pair of panties, and my mind was starting to wonder into my aunt's bra, and panties. The next hand was ugly. Aunt Lisa drew a full house, and beat my straight, which meant I was down to nothing. I stood up and put my thumbs in my waist band, and lowered my boxer shorts. My cock was semi-erect, when I lowered my boxers. Aunt Lisa was obviously impressed by what she saw. Her eyes didn't leave my cock when she said, "It's no wonder your girlfriend was screaming when I caught you having sex with her." I stood there, slightly embarrassed, and said "Now what Aunty?" "Well, I do have an idea. But I don't know how you would feel about it." She replied. "I'm standing here naked, Aunty. I'm willing to try anything." I said. "Anything is a pretty broad spectrum John. Are you sure you're UP for it?" Emphasising up, Aunt Lisa rebutted. "Well, why don't you tell me what you're idea is, and then let me decide." I answered. Without answering me, Aunt Lisa stood up and reached behind herself, and unclasped her bra. She let it hang on her shoulders, and then said to me, "Would you like me to take it off?" Aunt Lisa asked as she teased me slowly sliding one strap off her shoulder, and then raising it as she lowered the other one. "I would love you to take it off." I replied, feeling my cock stiffen at the mere thought of that bra dropping. As if my words were a cue, the bra fell to the floor, and revealed those perky 38c tits. They were gorgeous, bordering on perfect. Her soft pink areolas played home to cherry sized nipples that already looked like they were erect. I wanted to reach out and touch them. Seeing those sensational tits caused my cock to rid itself of any flaccidness. "Well it certainly looks like you are UP for my idea." Aunt Lisa commented with her eyes locked on my cock, and a smile on her face. Aunt Lisa took a step forward, and wrapped her hand around my stiff cock. "You know how long it's been since I've felt one of these, John?" She asked as she slowly moved her hand along my shaft. "Aunty, are you sure about this?" I asked, as surges of excitement surged through my body. "I'm sure John. Consider this an extra special contribution to your birthday present." Aunt Lisa answered, as she continued to stroke my cock. Aunt Lisa stopped stroking my cock, took a step back. She then slid her thumb into the waistband of her panties, and started to lower them. I stood riveted to the spot, and watched as my aunty lowered her panties, I was awestruck to see her bald pussy. Aunt Lisa then walked over to the bed and patted the bed, as if telling me to join her. I walked over to the bed, and lay down beside my aunty. There was a moment of awkwardness between us, it felt like we were teenagers on prom night, but that passed as soon as Aunt Lisa leant over and kissed me deeply and passionately. Her tongue forced her way into my mouth and danced with my tongue, while her hand found my hardness and resumed stroking it. I ran my fingers up her side, and followed the natural curves of her body, which led my fingers to those succulent tits. I started by cupping her tits gently and running my thumbs around her areolas, softly brushing her nipple, causing her to moan into my mouth. I trailed kisses to her neck, and started to tweak her nipple. Aunt Lisa was moaning loudly, as I sucked on her ear lobe, and kissed her neck. She continued to stroke my hardness, with quickening strokes which were getting harder and faster. I moved down her body, and started sucking on the nipple I had been teasing. While one hand went to Aunt Lisa's other tit, and started to tease that nipple, while my other hand ran up the outside of her thigh, stopping just past her hip, and I allowed it to follow the contour of her body to the junction of her thighs. Her pussy was warm, and very wet. I pressed against her pussy with my fingers, and massaged the outer lips, in a circular motion. Aunt Lisa was moaning almost continually, and her body was writhing in ecstasy, while her breathing was short and ragged. I knew she was close to cumming, and as soon as I slid a finger over her clit, Her body arched, forcing her tit into my mouth, and she screamed "OH FUCK YES JOHN." I removed my finger from her clit and concentrated on her nipples as I allowed her to recover from her orgasm. Once I felt like she had recovered from her orgasm, I removed my mouth from her nipple and kissed my way down the middle of her body, diverting to her thigh, once I reached the top of her mound. I kissed the outside of her thigh, down to her ankle, and then back up the inside of her leg. I reached the top of her thigh, and blew softly across the warm, wet, outer lips of her pussy, and kissed my way across to the outside of her leg, and repeated what I had done to the other leg. When I return to her waiting pussy, I blew on it again. Then I kissed my way around her slit, before driving my tongue deep into her warm wetness. Aunt Lisa started grinding my face against her cunt, as my tongue was sliding in and out of her wetness, occasionally flicking her swollen clit. Aunt Lisa reached between her legs, and placed her hands on the back of my head, and directed my mouth to where she wanted it. In between moans, Aunt Lisa was saying 'OH YEAH, EAT MY CUNT. I WANT TO CUM ALL OVER YOUR FACE.' This was driving me to make her cum. I flicked her clit into my mouth, and closed my teeth around it. While I was holding her clit in my teeth, I pulled it softly as my tongue ran back and forth over it, as my fingers pinched, and tweaked her nipples. After I had done this a few time, Aunt Lisa looked like she was taking a fit. Her body was convulsing, her breathing saw very short, deep, and ragged, her limbs were spasming, and my face was covered in Aunt Lisa's warm sweet nectar. I stopped what I was doing to Aunt Lisa, rolled out from between her legs, climbed up the bed, and lay down alongside a recuperating Aunt Lisa. I looked at Aunt Lisa, and in between her deep post-orgasmic breaths, she smiled and said "Fuck John, I have NEVER EVER cum like that before." With that said, Aunt Lisa grabbed my cock in one hand, and slid half off the bed so her face was level with my cock. She looked up at me, and smiled at me as her tongue glided around the base of my swollen head, before engulfing half my swollen head, and half the shaft in a swift bob, I felt the back of Aunt Lisa's throat hit my swollen head. Aunt Lisa lowered her mouth on my engorged member again, but slower this time. I felt the back of her throat, and expected Aunt Lisa to start rising, instead I felt her swallow, and she took more and more of my swollen member into her mouth. A few bobs later, Aunt Lisa was burying her nose in my pubic hair, as my entire swollen member was in her mouth and throat. I could feel Aunt Lisa working my shaft with her throat muscles. Occasionally, Aunt Lisa would hum, which would send waves of pleasure from my cock, through my body. I so badly wanted to drown Aunt Lisa with cum, but when I got close I pulled my cock out, and pulled Aunt Lisa up so we were face to face, and urged Aunt Lisa to get on top of me. Aunt Lisa climbed on top of me and positioned one knee either side of my torso, allowing me to watch her position her pussy inches above my hard cock. Aunt Lisa leant forward and put all her weight on one hand, and with her other hand she aimed my cock at the hot, wet entrance to her love tunnel. Once the swollen head of my cock touched the out lips of Aunt Lisa's pussy, she removed her hand and put all her weight on her knees, and started to lower herself onto my love rocket. Aunt Lisa's pussy was so wet, and warm, yet it had been that long since she had had a man, she could barely fit the purple head into her cunt. I placed my hands on her hips, and slowly but surely, working together, we managed to get the head of my cock into her warm, wet, velvety pussy. After the head of my cock was in her pussy, Aunt Lisa moaned, as she raised herself up, and lowered herself again, forcing more of me in to her. It took a good 10 minutes before Aunt Lisa's pussy could fully accommodate my swollen member. Once Aunt Lisa had fully swallowed my cock, she was riding it like a pogo stick. Aunt Lisa was moaning continually, and my cock was glistening with her juices, when I reached up and grabbed her tits, and twisted her nipples. Aunt Lisa climbed off me, and laid flat on her back. I climbed on top of her and thrust my cock deep into her waiting cock eater. Aunt Lisa screamed in pleasure. I drove my cock in and out of her pussy, like a piston. I lifted Aunt Lisa's legs up so her calf muscles were resting on my shoulder as I continued to fuck my Aunty. My balls were slapping her ass, my hands were holding my weight on the bed, and occasionally playing with a nipple. I could feel my balls start to contract, as my cock continued to be injected to Aunt Lisa's pussy. Aunt Lisa was emitting all sorts of pleasurable sounds, she was moaning, screaming and panting all at once. I couldn't hold my load much longer, I pulled out of my aunt's cunt, and started stroking my cock, as I felt the wave of orgasmic bliss start to wash over me. "What are you doing John? I want that cum inside me. I want you to cum in my cunt." Aunt Lisa demanded. Without hesitation I deftly shoved my cock back into the wet bliss of my aunt's pussy, and started to pummel it. My cock was sliding in and out of her bald pussy like a piston in an engine. Again I felt my balls start to contract, and at that instant Aunt Lisa started to convulse. Her whole body was shaking, her breathing was deep, rough and ragged, and this continuous moan was coming from Aunt Lisa's throat, and I could feel her cunt convulse around my cock. I couldn't hold my load. My cock started to twitch, and pulse, as my load of semen spewed into my Aunt's hungry cunt. When we finished coming, I rolled of Aunt Lisa, and lay beside her, trying to regather my breath. Aunt Lisa and I were both sweaty, and panting. Aunt Lisa reached over and rested her hand on my stomach, and said "Happy 21st John. I hope you can redo that. I haven't had a cock for so long. Now I've had yours, I want it again." I cuddled into my aunty, and we drifted off to sleep. When I woke in the morning Aunt Lisa was already awake, and was wearing a robe, which was slightly open exposing a deep view of her cleavage. I got out of bed, and walked over to her. I leant down to kiss her good morning, and much to my surprise, Aunt Lisa kissed me deeply. When the kiss broke, all I could say was "I just wanted to thank you again for last night." "What are you thanking me for? I did it because I wanted to. And don't forget we still have the rest of the week." Aunt Lisa said, as she stood up and let the robe drop.