Holding her cuntlips open with the fingers of her left hand, she played the end of the cucumber around the mouth of her cunthole. Her cunt was thoroughly drenched with cuntjuice, and there was certainly no need for any lubrication.

With a soft moan she pushed the cucumber into the steaming hot channel of her pussy.

Oh, God, how good it felt! The exquisite stretching of the mouth of her cunt caused a shiver of ecstasy to roll up her spine. As she pushed in, the smooth skin of the cucumber rubbed against her clit in just the right way. She quivered and moaned, squirming her ass from side to side on the mattress as the vegetable cock filled her cunt. So thick, so long, so lusciously firm!

She remembered Sandy's wet cunt sliding up and down on Hal's cock. Too bad she hadn't seen all of him. How nice it would be to see all of her brother's big cock!

Then, as she began slowly screwing the cucumber in and out of her cunt, Maureen once again thought about her nephew. She wondered about the size of his cock and balls. There were times when she found it difficult to avoid staring at the bulge in his crotch.

I'm like a horny slut! she thought.

Did Stevie ever notice her in a sexual way? Sometimes she thought he did. Sometimes she could see his eyes gauging the size of her tits. She knew that boys his age were all tit-crazy. There were days when she enjoyed teasing him by leaving off her bra so that her tits jiggled each time she moved. Hal and Sandy would usually crack some kind of joke about it to Maureen.

There's no sense denying it any longer, she thought. She had the hots for her nephew. Part of it, of course, was her frustration at having no man at the moment. But the other part was that Stevie really turned her on.