"That's for Sid," she said to herself, thrusting the candle deep inside her snatch. "And that's for Ronnie. She thrust it in again.
The knock on the door made her groan.
"Who is it?" she called.
"Me, Aunt Liz," Dawn said. "Can I come in?"
Oh, shit! Liz thought, bringing her legs down and tossing the candle onto the floor. "Just a minute."
A moment later Dawn opened the door. "I'd like to talk to you, Aunt Liz."
Liz had just barely wrapped a negligee around her naked body. Her hair was tousled and her eyes glinted with horniness.
She knew she made a strange picture sitting on the edge of the bed.
She waved her arm. "Sure, kid. Sit down. What do you want to talk about?"
"You know how we always used to talk?" Dawn said.
Liz bit her lip. "Yeah, I guess I've been kind of busy lately."
"Well, I know you've been job-hunting."
Liz thought about Ronnie and all the hours they spent fucking. "Yeah, so I have," she said flippantly. Lying came easy to the redhead. "Well, what's up?"
"It's Ronnie," Dawn said, her eyes filling with tears.
Liz almost weakened. Dawn was her niece and she was fond of the girl. Then her inner toughness surfaced. This was a dog-eatdog world and she had to look out for herself.
"What about Ronnie?" she said, stifling a yawn.
"I don't think he loves me anymore."
"Nonsense. You've only been married a short time. How long has it been?"
"Five months. Barely."
"He's a hardworking boy trying to make a career for himself. It seems to me if there's anything wrong it's your fault, girl."
"My fault?"
"Yes. It's the woman who's got to keep the marriage going.
Didn't anyone ever tell you that?"
"Yes, of course. Aunt Liz, I gave up my career because Ronnie wanted me to."
"Big deal."
"The real problem is, we never make love anymore."
"Really?" Liz's heart pounded. "Be more specific. How often do you actually do it?"
"Sometimes not for weeks at a time."
Liz averted her eyes. This was too much fun. Watching Dawn's tormented eyes was turning her on.
"That long, huh?" Liz said. "Well, you do have a problem."
"What should I do? I mean, if you were me, what would you do?"
"Marriage isn't exactly my bag."
"Yes, but you've had lots of lovers."
Liz's nostrils flared. "Are you saying I'm a tramp?"
"No, of course not. It's just that you've been around more than I have." Tears rolled down Dawn's pretty cheeks. "I don't know. Maybe it is my fault."
She was sobbing uncontrollably now and making Liz feel guilty. The lusty redhead held her hand out. "Come here and sit down next to me. We'll figure something out. There must be a way to get Ronnie interested in you again."
Dawn spent the next few minutes weeping, her face buried against Liz's shoulder. She reached into her pocket for a tissue and blew her nose.
"I'm sorry," the younger girl said. "But we always used to be so close. I don't know what's happened lately. Everything's changed. Ronnie doesn't want to make love to me. You avoid me."
She reddened. "Thank God I still have Alan."
Liz had long suspected the youngsters were having an affair. Now she was sure of it. When Dawn mentioned Alan, she blushed and turned away. Liz knew all about brother and sister and sex. With a cock-hound brother like Sid, who wouldn't?
"Stop crying," Liz said, patting Dawn's head. "You'll only make your eyes red, and when Ronnie comes home he'll want to know what's wrong."
"I guess you're right." Dawn's voice quavered as she struggled to control her tears.
Liz slipped her arm around the girl's waist. "There, there.
Aunt Liz will figure something out. I couldn't keep my own marriage going, but maybe I can help you."
The intimate gesture set Dawn off again. She dropped her head to Liz's chest and sobbed against her aunt's heaving tits.
"I'm so unhappy," Dawn cried, her tears soaking Liz's sheer silk robe.
"There, there," Liz crooned, stroking the younger woman's hair.
It was then Liz realized she was getting turned on. In the past she had enjoyed several affairs with women. Now, as Dawn pressed her face into her tits, Liz knew exactly what would make Dawn feel better. What would make them both feel better.
Liz quickly untied the belt to her robe and held Dawn's head against her bare tits. Dawn stopped weeping and gazed up at the redhead.
"Aunt Liz!"
Liz squeezed one of her own tits. "Look at this. See how stiff my nipple is?"
Dawn stared. She licked her lips. Then she brought her lips close to her aunt's big tit. "I… uh… I'd like to kiss it."
Liz giggled. This was going to be easy. "You would?" she said.
Dawn's eyes filled with tears. "You must think I'm awful.
It's just that Ronnie hardly ever comes near me and I'm so horny!"
"There, there. Just rest your head against Aunt Liz's tits and cry it out."
As she spoke, Liz guided one of her fat pink nipples into Dawn's mouth. Dawn sucked heartily for a moment and then spat it out.
"I'm sorry, Aunt Liz!"
"Don't be sorry, honey. It feels pretty good to me."
"I've never done anything like this before." Dawn gently tongued her aunt's big nipple, her eyes still wet with tears.
"It's not your fault. It's Ronnie's fault. If he took care of you the way he should, you wouldn't have to turn to me."
"But you said it was my fault."
"That was before I knew the whole story. Keep sucking, honey. Keep sucking Aunt Liz's tit."
Dawn swirled her tongue around and around Liz's nipple. She sniffed. "I know this is wrong, but it feels so good."
Liz stroked her hair. "It is wrong, but if it'll help you, I'll go along with it."
"I don't know what I'd do without you."
"Forget it, kid. That's what relatives are for."
Dawn trembled and moved her lips to Liz's other tit. It seemed so natural and right. It felt so good. She was terribly horny. She and Alan had fucked the day before, but she needed more sex than even Alan could provide. If only Ronnie still loved her. If only…
Suddenly Liz groaned loudly. "Get your clothes off and let's lie down and do this right."
Dawn's jaw dropped as she watched her aunt remove her robe and stretch out naked on the bed.
"Do it right?" Dawn whispered.
Liz nodded. "Yes, right." She patted the bed. "Get over here and let's fuck. It's not the end of the world. It's really quite nice."
When Dawn was naked, Liz made a lunge for her niece. She dropped to her knees between Dawn's legs and shoved her face into Dawn's hairy crotch.
With strong sure hands, Liz kneaded Dawn's plump young asscheeks while she rubbed her face around Dawn's pussy.
"Suck my pussy," Dawn moaned, lacing her fingers through Liz's hair. "Please suck my pussy, Aunt Liz."
Liz nodded as she shoved her nose into Dawn's cunt slit.
She darted her tongue over her niece's clit and licked the lacy edges of her cuntlips.
She paid special attention to Dawn's clit. Liz wet Dawn's clit down with saliva and took the tiny organ between her teeth.
Liz soon had her niece moaning and rocking her hips back and forth.
Dawn pushed down, forcing her cunt against Liz's mouth as she came.
"I'm coming, Aunt Liz!" she shrieked. "I'm coming!"
Come, darling niece, Liz thought, her lips fastened to Dawn's clit. Keep coming, darling girl. Keep coming.
When Dawn finally pulled her cunt away from her aunt's sucking mouth, she uttered a long, drawn out sigh. "I sure needed that," Dawn said.
Liz wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. "When did you get laid last?"
"Uh, like I said, weeks ago."
Liz eyed her suspiciously. "You came fast. Like it's been awhile since you got fucked. Okay, that was a mercy fuck. Now what?"
"I guess it's only fair for me to do the same to-you," Dawn said shyly.
"Does the idea repulse you?"
"Not really. I never did it before, but I've always been curious."
"What do you say we sixty-nine? Then you won't feel so self-conscious. If you feel like sucking, suck. If not, hell, I dig it."