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BB1001 Aunt Into Bondage by Mark Carver

CHAPTER ONE

The first thought that occurred to Laura Swenson as she caressed the
hot, throbbing cock in her hands was: do pricks grow after the age of
eighteen?

Kneeling on her kitchen floor and still fully dressed, the tall brunette fondled Jimmy's huge prick with trembling fingers. Her lush breasts
heaved with fierce excitement as she stroked the burning flesh of his
rod. She gazed at the milky drop slowly oozing out of his knob. Quickly,
her tongue darted out of her wet lips and she could fed the boy shudder
as she licked it up. The taste was hot and salty in her cager mouth,
rolling on her tongue like nectar.

"Oh, Jeez, Aunt Laura," Jimmy groaned, his prick hardening like a rock
in her sucking mouth. "Oh, wow!"

His cock was beautiful, Laura thought. Long and thick, curving upward in
an arc, as though begging to be licked and kissed. The alarm bell in the
back of her mind warning her of danger on this placid summer morning
could barely be heard above the wild singing of her blood.

The fact that this strikingly handsome eighteen year-old boy was her
nephew only increased her trembling excitement. The juices in her hot,
silken pussy flowed like an electric current as Laura lovingly wiled her
wet tongue around his crimson knob. There was something deliciously
guilty about blowing her nephew in her own kitchen when everyone else
would be at church. She could just glimpse his blond curly pubic hairs
in his unzipped fly, and while she sucked the very tip of his burning
dick, one hand felt for his swollen testicles, squeezing gently to make
him groan louder.

With an effort the passionate big-breasted brunette got control of
herself. With a lingering suck of her thick lips, she pulled her mouth
away from his prick. "Upstairs," she whispered anxiously, standing up.
"Follow me, darling."

His prick straining anxiously from his fly, Laura led Jimmy up the stair
by the hand, her swollen tits panting almost uncontrollably with
excitement. Three years, she thought feverishly. Three years without sex!

In her bedroom, she unbuckled the blond boy's belt with urgent fingers
and slid his pants down his narrow hips. She fumbled with his jockey
shorts, tin on her knees, and the moment his balls came into view, she
couldn't resist stroking each one with her hot tongue. Jimmy gasped with pleasure and tugging at her dress.

She knew precisely what Jimmy was seeing as she slipped off her cotton
dress. Her creamy tits billowed out over her blue satin bra, overripe
with three years of pent-up desire. Her panties were wet with her own
burning juices as she rolled them down over her silken white thighs. For
three years she'd ached for a hot thrilling prick rammed deep into her
silken cunt, prayed and dreamed night after restless night, and now that
the moment was here she knew he would come almost at once.

But at Jimmy's tender age, she could fix that. He would come again and
again, if she handled his hot young cock with skill. Broad-shouldered
and slim-hipped, his skin was velvety smooth, almost hairless except for
the thick tangle of blond cock-hairs above his immense hard-on.

They were both naked in her sunlit bedroom now, and Laura realized her
hair was still pinned up. As the town librarian, the voluptuous brunette
always wore her hair pinned up, just as she always wore shapeless,
sack-like dresses to hide her overripe curves. But a month ago,
everything had changed, and now her wild passion was coming to the
surface like an unleashed tigress.

She swiftly drew the pins out of her hair and the shimmering brunette
tresses came flowing down. She stood before Jimmy naked, proud, watching
his wide eyes on her huge panting tits with satisfaction.

"God," Jimmy breathed, "you're fantastic, Aunt Laura. Beautiful!"

For years, Laura had fantasized this moment, but not with a beautiful
boy like Jimmy, but with a man. And yet, the sleek, muscled frame of the
boy was terrifically exciting to her. His red cock was massive, the tiny
purple veins in them throbbing with impatience, again a milky drop
seeping out of his crown.

Laura gestured to the neatly made bed. "Lie down," she said in a husky
voice. As the boy obeyed, it was all the passion-crazed brunette could
do to keep from straddling his swollen prick and riding it like a rod of paradise. No, he'd come much too quickly that way.

She would give him an unforgettable blow-job. She would suck him off
with such hunger and skill he would come back again and again for more.
Jimmy had a eighteen-year-old girlfriend and the librarian was fairly
certain he was having sex with her, but what would such a child know
about thrilling blow-jobs? The answer was obvious, she had to hook her
nephew with her hotly sucking mouth and wildly hungry cunt to where he'd
come begging for it again and again.

Laura crawled between Jimmy's tanned thighs and grasped his prick in one
hand, stroking the base fervently. Urgency raced through her loins like wildfire as the thick hot flesh rippled in her fingers explosively.
There was blond down on his turgid balls, and she grasped a testicle in
her wet mouth and began sucking, hearing him grunt with delight.

"Kee-rist! Aunt Laura," Jimmy moaned, beginning to jerk his narrow hips
up in spasms. Her madly sucking lips on his balls was beyond anything
he'd dreamed. He could feel his come building up inside him like a
bunting flood, tantalized by his Aunt's wild mouth. Who would have
dreamed the prim librarian with the cold face could have such gorgeous
milky tits and luscious curves? Jimmy groped downward for their nipples
and found them. The bright pink tips were hot and Spongy in his fingers,
not at all like Sherry's delicate tan buds, but fat and lusty.

Suddenly Laura's blazing mouth had moved to his rippling prick and she
was sucking fiercely, moving her lips up and down with voracious hunger
on his surging cock. At the same time she made deep excited sounds in
her throat and stroked his prick in her tight fist. Jimmy clutched her
long hair in his fingers and tugged, swinging his pelvis up to meet her
urgent mouth.

"Gonna come!" he gasped. "Can't.. . stand it!"

Her silky hair brushed his thighs, tickling him, and for a moment the
boy thought he'd lose his mind from sheer delight. He felt as though his
prick had been plunged into an electric socket as his Aunt sucked and
gagged and moaned, trying desperately to drain his tightly-balled load.

Laura hunched her creamy . body between his thighs, lavishing her fiery
mouth on his hot cock with a fury she'd never felt in her thirty-three
years. Her passion had been locked so tightly and so long she wanted his
fuck everywhere at once-in her mouth,, her madly sucking pussy, her
virgin asshole, coming endlessly with its hot jizz until she was
overflowing with thick burning come.

She fought the urge to dart a finger down to her own dripping cunt and
stroke her clitoris. She concentrated on the delicious turgid rod
pistoning in her mouth, stroking the fat trunk in her fist as her other
hand squeezed his balls. She whirled her tongue furiously around his
knob and jerked her soft fingers faster and faster on his burning meat.

"Aunt Laura! Shit, oh, move over here it comes!" A moment later the
torrid flood burst in her aching mouth and Laura let out a low maddening
moan a she began to swallow the juice frantically. His hips made wild
fucking motions, while the panting brunette cannily tiled to suck him
dry, wallowing in the hot come trickling down her throat. She clutched
his hard ass-cheek in both hands, tugging upward a if trying to swallow
his balls along with his exploding prick

A minute later Jimmy issued a long sigh and his sleek young body
relaxed. Still, Laura sucked and moaned on his limp cock, loving the hot
sticky aftertaste in her mouth. At last, wild-eyed and panting she
lifted her head to look at him. She wiped her lips with the back of her
hand, then daintily licked at the residue of come on her hand.

"Did you like that, Jimmy?" she whispered. "Did you ever get sucked off
like that before?"

"Oh, Christ," he groaned, grinning up at her. "You've got to be kidding
Aunt Laura."

For a minute, the naked heaving brunette kneeled between the boy's
parted thighs, catching her breath. She grasped his limp prick in one
hand, her fingers gently stroking. Already she could feel the organs
power beginning to stiffen it again.

She was the town librarian, known for her aloof coldness and prim
efficiency. Yet she'd just given her nephew a wildly exciting blow-job,
the first she'd ever given anyone In her life. She'd only had sex with
three men before but she'd never had an orgasm with any of them. They
were all brief, unsatisfactory affairs. She was around healthy,
beautiful young boys and girls all day at the library, and if any of the townspeople ever guessed what she secretly thought all day long as she
watched them, she would be tarred and feathered.

For years, the lush, big-breasted brunette had devoured books on the
subject of sex day after day until she was an expert on the subject. In
theory, only. Now, finally, it was becoming a reality. A month ago, her
father had passed away, and up until then, her entire life had been
devoted to caring for him in this small, rustic California ton.

At last, she was free to do as she wanted. And after years of reading
and researching sex, she wanted everything-every strange position, every
wild act, every possible experiment. Her hunger was almost a maddening obsession.

Now, sitting naked between her nephew's powerful young thighs and
clutching his stiffening prick in her hot fingers, Laura felt just a
faint twinge of fear. If word ever got around about Jimmy.. . But it was
so easy. She'd invited him over this Sunday morning to help, her clean
the attic. One moment the muscled blond youth was standing in her
kitchen with a glass of milk in his hand, and the next she was rubbing
the palm of her hand against his bulging crotch, feeling his young hot
cock rising massively in his pants. And from that thrilling moment on,
sucking him off had been irresistible.

Laura stretched out beside him on the bed, still clutching his hardening
prick in her fist. She rubbed the big knob against her wet cunt-hairs, shivering with anticipation.

His hands went to her swollen hot tits and he hefted their silky flesh.
His rod was rock-hard again in her fingers.

"You've already had sex with a girl, haven't you, Jimmy?" she asked
softly. His wide blue eyes stared into her brown ones.

"Sure," he said in a cocky voice.

"Sherry? Sherry Hawkins?"

Jimmy felt uneasy talking about Sherry. "Yeah, that's right. She's my
steady."

Eighteen years old, thought Laura. A gorgeous young thing, face of an
angel, luscious, budding young curves. One of her wild secret fantasies
flashed in Laura's mind and she trembled with secret guilt. She'd
suppressed her natural healthy passion for so long, everything seemed
desirable now.

"Suck on my tits," she whispered tc her nephew, loving the obscene sound
of the word. "Before we fuck, darling."

Obediently, the blond boy snuggled down and clutched a ripe, milky
breast in both hands. His lips sucked hard, and Laura moaned loudly with pleasure, caressing his cock feverishly. Wild ripples of excitement
raced through her breasts as she thought of Sherry Hawkins. She tried to imagine what her naked young flesh would be like, and, more exciting,
what it would be like to watch beautifully muscled young Jimmy screwing helpless little Sherry. All the buried, wanton desires that had ebbed
and flowed through her mind through the years of intensive reading about
sex and not having it was a constant torment to Laura now.

Wouldn't it be wonderful if she could somehow get Sherry helplessly tied
down in bed? Spread-eagled, on her stomach, her luscious little ass
hovering anxiously in the air, her juicy pink cunt-flesh squirming in
fear? And Jimmy should be there, too. She would direct them, like a
Hollywood movie, only- "Oooooo!" the tall brunette suddenly gasped as
Jimmy jerked his gorged cock-head up against her swollen clitoris. The
knob was a burning prod as it brushed her soaked cunt and all the while
he nibbled hungrily on her sensitive nipple.

'Fuck me, my little darling," she moaned, squirming directly underneath
his slim body. "Rain me, Jimmy, fuck me until I scream!"

She knew her nephew was shocked at her language, so different from her librarian-role, but that was part of what made it so exciting. She
parted her creamy thighs eagerly. She grasped the base of his hot,
surging prick tightly and guided the head so that it tingled against her
fat cunt-lips. Laura groaned with wild anticipation.

A moment later Jimmy rammed impatiently and a soft scream came from the
panting brunette's throat.

The searing pain caught her by surprise! His cock was big, bigger than
the three men she'd had over the years, and it tore into her tight
silken cunt like a red-hot poker.

"Ungggg!" Laura gasped, loving the gorged sensation, loving even the
blazing pain of his immense rod. She began sinking her teeth in tiny
frantic bites into his shoulder as he started stroking deep into her
juicy cunt. With each downward lunge of his narrow hips she swung her ass-cheeks up eagerly to meet him, and the wild sensations beginning to
ripple against her pussy-flesh brought soft buried screams from her throat.

With frenzied fingers, she began clawing at his hard buttocks, urging
him on faster as he drove his meat deep.

"Fantastic!" Jimmy gasped in a daze, his prick surging more mightily
than ever at her tight luscious feel. Sherry would lay there and moan
softly, but his Aunt was incredible-a hot, beautiful animal whose pussy
was electrifying, whose lust was almost frightening. Jesus, who ever
would have guessed it? Aunt Laura, the cool town librarian, who spoke so elegantly in public, but listen to her now!

"Love your hot prick!" the feverish brunette cried, undulating her
sweating ass in a fury against him. The pulsations of excitement in her
wildly sucking cunt were causing her to thrash her bead. from side to
side in a delirium. She locked her ankles around Jimmy's and rose her
naked flesh in a high arc against the boy's with each savage fucking
stroke. She gyrated her hips in a frenzy, feeling his knob grind against
her pussy-flesh with maddening pleasure. Three years of denial had left
her almost insane with hunger for this, and Jimmy winced as her nails
raked his ass-cheeks.

"Darling Jimmy," Laura moaned, squeezing her cuntal walls fiercely on
his throbbing meat, "waited.. so long...aaaagjj! Lord, I'm coming!"

From the bottom of her loins came a wave of breathtaking excitement as
his rod drove deep and hard. Every inch of her silken white flesh was
covered with a sheen of perspiration as they both jerked and swung to a. lustful rhythm, as Laura issued a cry of sheer ecstasy when his juice
boiled forth. It splattered against her trembling cunt-flesh with
tingling fire, lasting almost a full minute, until her moans of joy
became incoherent babbling.

"Love your prick, beautiful boy�... fuck me in the ass! Everywhere. . . anywhere! Oh God!"

Five minutes after Jimmy collapsed atop her, she was still softly
jerking and tracing patterns of pain on his buttocks.

Jimmy rolled over on his back, heaving for breath, and Laura, still
sighing heavily, reached for a cigarette and lit it. She caressed his
cock possessively as she began smoking. His come tingled deep in her
pussy, while the aftertaste of his juice still tingled warmly in her
mouth. No matter how satisfied she felt at the moment, Laura knew it
wouldn't last.

Jimmy absorbed everything in silence. It was all almost too much to
believe. His Aunt, the prissy town librarian, a wild nympho. What else
could she be, to screw like that? He hardly knew her, actually her
mother, Laura's sister, hardly ever spoke to her. She had a reputation
for being distant and wrapped up in herself. Cool was the word. And
she'd turned out to be the hottest piece of ass in town! Wait till the
guys heard about this . . -

"You know, Jimmy," the big-breasted brunette murmured without looking at
him, "this is a secret between us. What happened here. If you tell
anyone, I could be in serious trouble."

Slowly, her wide luminous brown eyes turned to gaze into his and he
flushed with shame at his thoughts.

"Sure, Aunt Laura. You know I wouldn't say anything."

"Tell me about Sherry," she said suddenly. "What's she like-sexually, I
mean?"

Jimmy shrugged nervously. "She's okay, I guess. She's only a kid.
Nothing like you. She just, sort of, you know, lies there and takes it.
Like it's a favor."

"Inhibited," Laura said. "All she needs is turning on."

The phrase sounded strange coming from her, Jimmy thought. But then,
what the hell, nothing was stranger than today. Jesus, what a blowjob!
If only Sherry could do that.

Laura smoked in silence, aware that it was part of her dual personality.
She never smoked in front of other people, and usually wrinkled her nose
if they did. There were a lot of things she did only in private, like
the thing in her dresser drawer. It was no comparison to a vivid,
thrilling real cock like Jimmy's, but at times and with a luscious young creature like Sherry? Too much reading, not enough action, she thought
wryly.

But Sherry Hawkins' father was on the Board of Trustees of the town
library. A stern character, but handsome in a grey, rugged way. He'd
looked at her with interest before, veiled interest, but it was ...
obvious. Still, you could never be sure. Like herself, everyone had deep secrets.

Laura stretched her creamy naked body lasciviously, feeling wonderful,
basking in the warm glow in her mouth and thighs. She debated with
herself whether to try to persuade Jimmy to go down on her. No one ever
had, but she'd read enough about it. Too much might not be good for the
boy all at once. And then, Sherry's mouth was so soft and delicate, like
a rosebud.

For the third time, Jimmy's swelling rod responded to the passionate librarian's lewd fingers. Christ, his own Aunt and hotter than
firecrackers! What a body, too. Juicy big tits, small waist, lush hips,
long beautiful legs. Hard to believe it was his mother's sister. His
mother was stringy, with a flat chest and a tight mouth.

"Was Sherry a virgin when you laid her?" Laura asked suddenly.

"Sure," Jimmy said proudly. "And it was only a month ago."

Too much repression, too much reading, thought Laura. Boys and girls, so beautiful together at that tender age. There was no living thrill, she'd
read once in an obscure French work, like holding an angelic young girl
on your lap and jerking her off with a hot finger until she was sobbing
and then diving your lips and tongue into that sweet, fragrant pussy and feverishly lapping up the juices of beauty and youth.

And then to tie them down...

Dangerous, for certain. But so was going down on her nephew in her
kitchen, and then proceeding to give her sister's handsome son the screw
of his life in her bedroom. And the monstrous thing in her drawer,
rammed cruelly up Sherry's deliciously cute thighs and ass, and hearing
her cries of terror and joy...

At that moment, the town librarian felt like the wildest, homiest woman
in the world. She'd only had sex three times in her life, up until
today. And now, free at last, she would do anything to make up for lost
time, to savor every thrill, and to hell with the risk.

"Do you know that French movie at the drive-in?" she suddenly asked Jimmy.

"Sure," he grinned. "Everyone in town is talking about it. Big deal."

"But everyone wants to see it, too," Laura reminded him. "And you can't
get in without an adult. Your parents would never take you, would they,
Jimmy?"

He laughed. The question was useless, as they both knew. Laura knew her sister's idea of passion was Saturday night only, probably with her
teeth clenched.

"How would you like to go?" Laura pursued it "You and Sherry. With me.
Tomorrow night?"

'All right," Jimmy replied at once. It was supposed to be a very hot,
arty movie. Hell, why not?

"You won't say a thing to your parents, of course," Laura warned him,
gently stroking her fingers on his once-again surging young prick. "Not
a word.'.'

"Hell, no. But why take Sherry?" he asked, puzzled. "I mean, she'll just
get in the way."

"No," Laura replied in a husky voice. "It may be an education for her."

I must be crazy, the librarian thought with a sigh. But it was the very
idea of a public place, under the noses of the entire town, practically,
that pushed her wild impulse. The mere idea of the risk made her heady
with excitement.

But if she were going to get the eighteen-year-old angel helplessly spread-eagled on her bed with her delectable little ass and pussy
quivering for the next terror or thrill, she would have to prime her
first. Work up to it, to minimize the aftershock. Turn her luscious,
softly curved body on like a dynamo.

Overripe, under-loved, and with far too much bottled-up passion for her
own good, Laura leaned down and nudged her nephew's throbbing rod of
flesh into her mouth with a deep moan.

Sherry was next on her list.

And her list was growing by the moment.

CHAPTER TWO

Sherry Hawkins passed her father in the hallway with a sweet smile.
"Morning, Daddy."

His stern face relaxed for a minute, and he returned the smile. He was
already dressed in a dark blue business suit, and looked exactly like
what he was-a pillar of the community, a business leader, solid,
reliable, in perfect athletic trim. There were some citizens who said it
was morally uplifting to merely look at Carter Hawkins and his healthy, wholesome family.

"Good morning, Sherry." He patted her fondly on the head as she passed him.

Inside the bathroom, Sherry first locked the door, then took out the
spay can of Lysol from the cupboard. Next, she slipped off her
terry-cloth robe and from the pocket took a crudely wiled cigarette. She
lit it and inhaled deeply and the heavy odor of marijuana tilled the
bathroom. She held it in her lung as long as she could before exhaling,
then quickly sprayed the bottom crack of the bathroom door, in case the
musky odor seeped out into the hallway. Her father would kill her if he
knew, but Daddy was so square he didn't know practically the whole high
school was stoned most of the time.

Colombian, she thought, taking another deep drag, feeling a delicious
floating sensation in her head. Jimmy always got dynamite grass, and the
best trip was to get stoned and start petting, and then screw. But even
though she'd secretly read enough books on the subject, Sherry still
didn't know that an orgasm was. The blonde knew that whatever she felt
when Jimmy plunged his big cock inside her, it certainly wasn't an
orgasm. He was way too quick, for one thing. Ten strokes and bam! He
would flood her tight pussy with burning cum and then collapse on her,
heaving for breath.

And all she really felt was a sort of warm nice sensation, no lightning
bolts, no real kicks, just a hot tingling trickle. There had to be more
to it than that, or why did everyone make such a tremendous deal out of it?

Maybe that's all she'd ever feel, she thought dubiously. Sherry stepped
in front of the full-length mirror and took a critical look at her.
naked body, flying to see it as Jimmy saw it. Her tits were still small,
but perfect mounds with huge pink nipples. Underneath her small rounded
belly was a thick golden tangle of curly pussy-hairs, surrounded by
plump tawny thighs.

"Shit," Sherry muttered crossly, "I'm just a kid."

She tossed her long golden hair out of her face as she leaned down to
turn the bathtub faucet on. With the water running, she stubbed out the
joint to save half of it for later. For tonight, before the drive-in,
because there was no way you could smoke grass in front of the town
librarian. The whole deal sounded weird to Sherry, but Jimmy reassured
her on the phone last night that it would be cool. After all, Ms.
Swenson was Jimmy's Aunt.

Sherry turned sideways and frowned at her plump ass-cheeks. Jimmy said
she had the cutest ass in town, but it looked fat to her. But he loved
to dig his finger into the hot flesh while he was stroking his cock
furiously, hurting her tender pussy.

Sherry daintily dipped a toe into the water, testing its heat. She got
in the water with a long happy sigh.

"Ms. Swenson," she murmured aloud, "if you knew how stoned we're gonna
be tonight, you'd freak out of your icy gourd."

Laura picked them both up in her own sedan, where they waited a block
from the library. Sherry sat in the middle and Jimmy on the other side.
A quick glance at the blonde girl's face reassured Laura that Jimmy
hadn't told her about yesterday. But she could read other expressions in
that soft beautiful face, curiosity, suspicion, up-tight guardedness.

"Why are you gaping at me?" Laura asked Sherry as she drove down the
highway toward the drive-in. It had already turned dark.

"Christ, I don't recognize you, Ms. Swenson. You look completely
different. You're beautiful."

Laura smiled, and gently squeezed Sherry's plump thigh, shivering
inwardly. "Thank you, dear. Don't call me Ms. Call me Laura."

Sherry continued to stare at her in awe. She'd never seen the librarian
with her hair down and her glasses off, or with make up on. The
difference was stunning. Nor was she wearing one of those shapeless,
sack-like rags she called dresses. She had a sweater on that clung to
the ripe curves of her breasts and a skirt that revealed long, shapely
legs, like a model's. And she was wearing expensive perfume, Sherry
could tell.

"Sherry was asking me, Aunt Laura, uh, why you're taking us to see
this," Jimmy said.

"Because it will be educational for both of you, Laura replied smoothly, keeping her eyes cm the road. "What passes for sex education in school
nowadays is boring, clinical stuff. You can't really learn anything from charts, you know. You have to have an emotional response, something you
can relate to yourself. You have to be turned on."

"Far out," Sherry murmured, gazing at her in awe. "I really dig you, Ms. Swenson-uh, Laura. I mean, you looked so stuffy all those years in your
office and it turns out you're hip, really. You're all right."

"Thank you, darling." The word rolled off her lips like a caress.

Laura paid at the drive-in entrance and drove to an isolated back row,
the nearest car was forty feet away. In a small conservative town, the
turnout for such a bold foreign film was small. Those who really wanted
to see it were mostly under 18 and couldn't get adults to take them. The
huge screen was showing cartoons and previews.

"Would you like popcorn, candy or ice cream?" Laura asked them, putting
her arm over the seat behind Sherry's shoulders.

"Hell, no," Sherry snorted. "We'd like beer, though."

Laura stared at the blonde in surprise. The girl wasn't quite the
innocent angel she appeared to be. But the brunette knew that most of
the kids her age in town drank beer and smoked pot at one time or
another. Laura bit off the urge to lecture them. In view of what she had
in mind for Sherry, drinking beer was hardly a crime.

"Beer it is," Laura said, getting out of the car. The moment she was a
few feet away from the car, Sherry brought out her marijuana roach and
lit it, inhaling deep before passing it to Jimmy.

"She's weird, but I dig her," Sherry said. "And I don't believe that
baloney about sex education, either, Jimmy. Come on, tell me - What's
her trip?"

"Beats me," Jimmy said truthfully. For a wild moment he was tempted to
tell Sherry about his incredible sex-trip with his Aunt yesterday, but
she'd probably get mad. And after the hoops the tall brunette had put
his cock through yesterday, Shorty WM a clumsy kid in comparison. Jimmy
rubbed his hand around her soft crotch. Sherry pushed it away.

"Not now, silly. We can't screw in front of your Aunt." Suddenly she
gasped, wide-eyed. "Jesus, you don't think she wants to see us screw, do
you? There are weirdos like that, you know. Why else would she take us
to see a dirty movie?"

"Don't be dumb," Jimmy said, feeling his prick swell in his pants as he
stroked Sherry's warm tit. "My Aunt's no pervert."

Sherry quickly put out the roach as they heard Laura's footsteps.
Getting in the car, the brunette handed Jimmy a six-pack of cold beer.
She laughed softly.

"This place smells like the library bathrooms. If you want to smoke
grass, you're quite welcome to do it in front of me, kids."

"Far out," Sherry said, delighted. "I've got another joint for later."

The movie was beginning. The flat . sex scene took place in less than
ten minutes, with a man clumsily raping a girl to classical music. They
all laughed, and Laura squeezed Sherry's thigh with gentle fingers.

"Like a goddamn bull," Sherry giggled, feeling gloriously high from the
grass and beer. The combination of the two was making her feel horny and
she wished she and Jimmy were alone. Two. beers and another joint later,
she was laughing as the man ravaged the girl in an empty bathtub, dog-style.

"Woof, woof," Laura said, and Sherry thought it was so funny she
squeezed her hand and gasped. She was incredibly high.

"Sherry, honey, I can't stretch my legs because of the pedals," Laura
said. "Let me sit in the middle and you sit on my lap, all right, darling?"

"Sure, Laura. But I've got a fat ass, so watch out!"

The blonde girl lifted her hips up and Laura slid under her, excitement
racing in her blood. Sherry settled her warm ass-checks on bum's lap and
the brunette wrapped her arms around the girl's waist, softly stroking,
sliding her fingers slowly underneath Sherry's T-shirt.

Jimmy, drunk and high on three beers and grass, watched the movie but
glanced over at Laura in baffled silence. Jesus, he finally thought,
she's feeling up Sherry! He began to watch closely from the corner of
his 'eye, his cock pulsing fiercely in his pants.

Sherry was aware that the librarian's fingers had crept beneath her
T-shirt and were fondling the ticklish area just beneath her tits. She
was sharply aware, too, that Laura's huge warm breasts were digging into
her back, rubbing sensuously, and she knew it was wrong, but she
couldn't help being tremendously excited. Her touch was gentle and
erotic, not rough and impatient like Jimmy's. And it felt so good, on
top of being so high. Her mind was whirling with strange ideas.

"You're getting me hot," Sherry whispered, craning her neck around to
stare at the brunette. She'd forgotten Jimmy was there. "You're getting
me sexy, Laura," she moaned as fingers lovingly pinched and caressed her swollen nipples.

Laura kissed her on the lips, trembling wildly as she thrust her tongue
deep into the blonde's hot mouth. Sherry let out a deep moan and bit
Laura's tongue. She couldn't stop herself now. The grass, the beer,
Laura's silky caressing fingers cm her aching hot tits, all had her

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