Erik reached out and pushed them down her hips, her reddish-blonde pubic hair uncurling beneath the clingy fabric and writhing as if it had a life all its own. "God!" the teen, said, staring straight into her pubic patch and finding the moistly pink lips of her cuntal mouth, already thoroughly fucked for that same afternoon, becoming engorged and slightly puffy.
"See dear," she said, "you have to learn what a woman looks like if you're going to please her properly. You have to know how to handle her breasts, like this, and how to caress her vagina, like this."
As she said the words, she cupped her breasts in her palms and let the nipples poke through her fingers, squeezing and kneading them gently, then spreading her legs slightly to cup her pussy, letting one finger slice through the lips to make electrifying contact with her already aching clitoris.
"Yes, I see," Erik said, entranced by the view of female fuck flesh spread out before him. "Can I… touch you? I mean, is it okay for me to do."
"Silly," Barbara said, sitting down beside him as close as she dated. "I wouldn't have it any other way. Her touch my breast. Gently. Yes. Oh, God, yes, just like that. Now kiss it, just the nipple, and take if inside your mouth and suck on it. Oh, gently, gently. God, yes!"
Erik's hand moved all by itself, drawn irresistibly to the place he had dreamed of, to her pussy, touching the strands of her fantastic pubic hair as he continued to suck on her nipple, mouthing her breast.
His finger slipped into the soft buttery depths of her cuntal mouth, the delicately moist tissues clinging to his finger and burning it with her pussy heat. He gasped and pulled his face away from her breast, looking down within her pussy hairs in disbelief, astonished to see that his finger, to the second knuckle, had been devoured by her fire-like flesh.
Barbara looked down too, and watched his finger, smiling at the pleased sensations his contact with her clit was giving to her. "It's all right, dear," she said, "You have to play with my pussy. You have to get to know it completely, what it looks like, how it's shaped, what it smells like and tastes like. And, yes, what it feels like, in every way it's possible for you to feel it. Go ahead, get down there and look at it closer. No, on the floor."
"Yes, like that, only move closer to the bed and look right into it," she said, spreading her legs as wide as she could and using her hands to pull the sides of her cuntal mouth open, making the hot pink inner flesh unfold before his amazed eyes, staring at cunt level right into her fuck flesh.
"This, dear, is my clitoris, the most important part for me," she said, "and this is the vagina, the most important part for you, for your cock at least. The vulva, the inner and outer lips. See how they spread in anticipation of what you're going to do for it? See the hole? Look up inside of me, dear. Yes, see all the pretty pink pussy flesh?"
"Christ, Aunt Barbara!" he said, staring transfixed into the mouth of her spread pussy.
"Can I touch it now?"
"Yes, dear," she said, "and not just with your hands. You've got to touch it with your face, with your lips and your tongue. You've got to get to love the smell of it, Erik, and the special flavor of a woman's pussy. They're the magic perfume that turns a man on and tells him that the woman's ready for him, for him to fuck her. Just put your face right into it, dear. Yes, go on, you can do it. Breathe deep, smell it. Yes, yes. Oh,shit yes! Christ, Erik, do that again with your tongue and my clit. Oh, God! It feels so gooooodddd!"
Erik turned on to pussy-eating in a hurry. The minute his face made contact of the moist fragrance of her inner cuntal flesh, he knew he could never get enough of it no matter how long he lived, no matter how many times he fucked. The heady smell of it was somehow unexpected, as he had always thought of it as being odorless, and the flavor was just an extra bonus. He was never to know that the real special thing he was eating was his own father's fresh cum, still hot and stored within the confines of Barbara Jean's cuntal walls to ferment like rare wine.
Barbara Jean continued to writhe in pleasure, feeling all the sensations of his tongue, his lips, his nose, nudging into her flesh as he hungrily licked and slurped, making loud cunt-eating noises with his mouth and lips.
"Oh, God, Erik!" she said, pulling his head out of her cunt and smiling down at him, seeing her pussy juices streaked across his flushed, cunt-slick cheeks. "You do it so very good. In fact, I'm going to show you something really special. Here, get back up on the bed and lie down." She moved until her hips were spread wide and her cunt was just hovering over his face, the lips of it gaping wide and anxious to have his tongue laying her clitoris again. Her own face was just over his rigidly up-angled cock shaft, the head of it completely naked now and without a trace of the usual foreskin that covered it. His whole knob was glowing like fiery dampness, and sparkling with his own coating of precum.
"Go ahead, dear," she said, lowering her juice-drooling cunt down onto the teen's face, "eat my old pussy some more."
He began in earnest, right where he had left off, not really knowing what to expect next.
And her mouth closed tightly around his cockhead and he knew he was really in for it finally. She began devouring his cock as greedily as the teen was going after her cunt, her clitoris, her tongue like a thing with a life all its own, swirling around his cockhead and cleaning it thoroughly, searching out all the convolutions of his glans and behind his coronal ridge, turning into an arrow and drilling right down into his pisshole, widening it stretching his cock lips and digging out his virginal precum.
The fire-hot sensation surrounding his cockhead, buried deeply inside his aunt's mouth, pressing against the back of her throat, were actually much better than the teen remembered from the time before, when she had sucked his cock for him. Maybe he had been too excited then to really enjoy it. Or maybe it had something to do with the fact that his own mouth was buried inches deep inside her cunt that seemed to be spreading out wider and slipping down over his whole face, nearly suffocating him in delightful tissues, in heady fragrances, in incredibly delicious taste sensations.
He wanted to crawl right up inside her cunt, all of him, except of course his cock that was doing all right where it was, inside her tongue-twirling, cheek-suctioning, cockhead-tormenting mouth. His mouth locked inside the cunt his father's cock had so recently filled, nursing at the teen's own seed, his father's very semen, the source of the Erik's very life.
One woman, having almost enough sex for a sunny afternoon, shared her flesh, trading the sex flesh that she loved best of all. The only thing that was missing was her own dear sweet sister's cunt, mingled into the flailing, no-holds-barred oral fuck.
Erik knew it as well as she did, that what they were doing was leading to the ultimate thrill, the singe thing they had yet to do, to fuck, for the teen to actually stick his hard-on right up inside her juiced-up old cuntal mouth and fuck her.
Fuck her! It was like a loud shout within his brain, the words, the feeling, the thought so strong that she actually received it in hers. Or it originated there spontaneously. Whatever, she knew as thoroughly as the teen did that they would fuck.
Erik reluctantly pushed her bottom up off of his face, twisting to the side and breathing heavily, gasping for breath and trying to talk. "Oh, Aunt Barbara," he said, hesitatingly, "I'm just going to explode soon and… and I'd really like to know what it feels like to… to fuck. Oh, please, Aunt Barbara, let me do it. Let me put my cock inside you. Just a little of it. Maybe just the head of it. Please, I've just got to know what it feels like to my dick, your pretty pussy…"
Barbara pulled her head off of his raw red cockhead, leaving it glistening with gobs of her spit and his pearly precum. "Yes, of course, dear," she said. "I want that as much as you do. Just let me straighten around."