Aunt Roslyn's ass rose and fell with a steady, grinding rhythm. She covered Mark's face with kisses and he tried to keep up. But it was obvious that her passion was taking him by surprise. She was ravishing him, kissing his small male nipples, raking her fingers over his chest and ass. Up and down her pelvis went, the big muscles of her thighs swollen out with excitement.
"You beautiful boy," she moaned, wiggling her pubes down against his abdomen. She straightened her legs out behind her now, worked them between Mark's thighs. He surrendered willingly. His own body was jerking and pumping but Ronnie could see that he was truly overwhelmed. And happy to go along with it. She rubbed her own slippery pussy with a steady in-and-out motion now. She'd forgotten about the Nikon. It dangled from one hand while she petted the feverish folds of her cunt with the other. She could feel her juices dripping down both legs now. Her ankles tickled where the drops clung before wetting the straps of her sandals.
"Ohhhhhh darling," Roslyn gasped, "Isn't it wonderful!"
"God… Goddamn!"
"Ohhh yess, just let me fuck you! You're so nice to fuck!" Roslyn covered Mark's mouth and it seemed she was sucking the breath from him as her ass went wild. She rose and fell, made sharp, jerky circles as she ground that flared glans into the deepest pockets of her pussy. Ronnie wondered how much the guy could take without coming. She knew just how little lovemaking a man could take. It seemed that all of them were on the verge of shooting their jizz… even before they got it in a girl.
And now her Aunt Roslyn had pinned Mark's wrists to the bed and was fucking him with her thighs pressed tightly together. Ronnie knew that doing this would make her pussy very tight around the young man's rigid prick. He would feel everything more intensely. The slick friction would be increased. It was inevitable. He would come. But it appeared that Roslyn knew what she was doing. By her heaving breasts and trembling asscheeks, Ronnie guessed that she was about to slip over the brim of paradise herself.
"Yeeeessssss!" Roslyn cried.
"Roslyn… I'm gonna do it. Is it okay if I…"
"Come, darling!" She bit at his shoulder. "Oh shoot your lovely cum inside me!"
The boy gave a strangled cry and the muscles in his belly flattened. Ronnie was having a hard time standing. She clung to the windowsill as she watched her aunt grind the spurts of seed up out of the handsome young man's body. She could almost count each time the hot stuff fountained inside Roslyn's body. Mark would shudder and choke on a scream. Then his fingers would clutch deeply into the flesh of Roslyn's ass, Ronnie could almost see his glans pushing into the mouth of Aunt Roslyn's womb as it boiled its creamy sap out.
"Ghhhaaaaa!" Mark cried, his body rigid. He was holding his ass up off the bed as Roslyn fucked him with frantic, careless movements now. She licked his chest like a bitch in heat. She rutted shamelessly, her swollen loins smearing slick juice against his hips and belly.
For an instant, Roslyn's wild movements caused Mark's cock to slip loose from her hole. Ronnie actually gasped as she saw the raw, red shaft, the bruised-looking glans. Mark's prick was shiny with juice and flecked with white strings of semen. Before Roslyn's trembling fingers could fit him back into her hot hole a fountain of jizz spattered against her thigh. Then her pussy devoured him again and she pumped violently in the final throes of her climax.
Ronnie staggered away from the window in a daze. She'd only gone down there on a lark. She hadn't expected to come upon anything quite so graphic as that! But now she knew that Aunt Roslyn's reputation was truly earned. There had been whispers through the family grapevine for years about Roslyn's appetite for paperboys and mailmen. No one ever hinted to Uncle Evan, of course, that his loving wife might have extraordinary cravings. But the whisperings went on.
"Maybe that accounts for her being a little peeved when Mama asked her to keep us for a month," Ronnie said aloud. The folks had planned a European trip alone and Ronnie's mother had called upon her sister Roslyn to do the honors of watching her two teenage daughters. Now Ronnie remembered that Roslyn had made a big thing about the planned visit of another member of the family. Kendall Thompson, Roslyn's nephew and Ronnie and Josie's cousin was due to arrive that afternoon. For the first time Ronnie saw a certain disquieting connection. Had Aunt Roslyn planned a wicked summer for their young cousin? And then become irritated when her two nieces had been thrust upon her?
"It sure wouldn't be as easy to seduce somebody with the two of us hanging around."
She climbed the stairs slowly, the Nikon bumping her thigh. Her fingers smelled like hot cunt and her body felt shivery and strange. She knew that the best thing for her to do would be to strip off the rest of her clothes and fingerfuck herself into some sort of mild satisfaction. She generally ended up doing it to herself two or three times a day anyhow. And after watching that scene in the bedroom of the guest house, she didn't think she could go shopping without relieving some of the sexual tension she felt.
But where was Josie? The bedroom was empty except for her blond sister's blue dress and pink panties draped carefully across the back of a chair. Ronnie went to the bathroom door and tapped politely.
"I'm taking a bath," Josie called back.
"You just took one."
"I felt like another." There was the splash of water. Ronnie frowned. She had the suspicion that her young sister had more in mind than mere cleanliness. She seemed to forever be in a bathroom. Just peeing took fifteen minutes. And a bath could go on for hours.
"Are we going to go shopping or not?" Ronnie called, pressing her ear against the door.
"You're the one who went running off to snap pictures," Josie called back.
"Well, hurry up. I'm going to lay down for a little while."
Ronnie skinned down to nothing but her gold anklet and stretched face down on the bed. She crumpled a pillow under her breasts and another under her belly. Then, closing her eyes, she tried to remember exactly how the young man had looked. Mark. He'd been really nice-looking. Gently Ronnie pried her cunt open. Then she spread her legs as wide as they'd go, letting the inner folds bloom out with a sticky sound. She fingered them tentatively, exciting herself by stages. As if to surprise herself she plunged a middle finger in to the hilt and yanked it out again. In and out she speared herself with ever-increasing speed.
"Ohhhhh! Ohhhhh shit!"
She began to move her curvy ass up and down against the pillow under her belly. She closed her eyes, thinking of the firmness of a male body. But it wasn't easy. If only she had a steady boyfriend. Anybody would do.
"Whhuuuh!" she gasped, working her finger around inside herself. "Ohhhhh God, I need a cock. A real, live cock!"
CHAPTER TWO
Josie didn't like the mirror that someone had designed into the wall. A person had to sit looking at herself while bathing! It seemed… well it just seemed plain wrong! But the bathroom had once been used by Aunt Roslyn, so it figured. Josie conjured up images of her aunt and her uncle taking baths together, washing each other, even doing unspeakable things together there before that minor.
She reached the small zipper case from the table beside the tub and unwound the hose from it. She unfolded the rubber douche bag and using an eyedropper squeezed in the small amount of medicine that made up the solution she'd use on herself. Then she fitted the hose to the bag and dug once again in the case for the final attachment. This was the oddly shaped piece of smooth plastic that always made Josie tremble a little when she touched it.
She'd had some slight infection. An irritation in the lining of her vagina the doctor called it, not bothering to worry her with some medical term. A daily douche had been prescribed and Josie had been outfitted with the apparatus she still used. Her malady had long since cleared up. But for a reason she wasn't entirely sure of, she continued using the long, slightly curved douche wand.