Closing her eyes now, site imagined the cucumber was Stevie's cock. She tried to picture what it would it be like to fuck him, to have him in the saddle pumping his thick cockmeat in and out of her pussy, his pink young balls slapping against her ass and his thick tongue filling her mouth.
She pumped the cucumber in her cunt faster now, churning her cuntjuice into a white froth, stretching the mouth of her cunt with a rotary motion, bucking her ass off the bed to meet each stroke.
God, how good it was! Definitely the best of the evening! She could feel the most gorgeous come building in her crotch.
"Oh, sweet Jesus, I'm coming!" she moaned.
Her nipples tingling, her clit quivering like a hot little bean, her cunt spasmed and gushed a flood of hot cuntjuice on her pumping hand.
CHAPTER TWO
During the days that followed, Maureen found her sexual hunger more intense than ever. The memory of her brother and sister-in-law fucking burned in her brain. She had fantasies about fucking her nephew and even about fucking her brother. She masturbated constantly, but her hand was a poor substitute for what she really needed.
She soon realized that Stevie was the simplest solution to her problems. He was old enough to fuck a woman and he certainly seemed interested. The difficulty was that he was inhibited by the fact that she was his aunt. She showed off her tits and ass whenever she had the chance, but so far all he did was look.
I'll have to make the first move myself, she thought. It would only increase her guilt over seducing her own nephew, but there seemed no other way.
Then something happened which made it easier than she'd ever imagined.
She came home one afternoon and found the house quiet. Hal and Sandy were away. As she walked down the hall to her own room, she noticed Stevie's door was ajar. She was almost past it when with a gasp she realized what she'd seen.