‘I take it Uncle Jim never licked your arsehole.’
‘Never. Keep going.’
Holly reached back and grabbed a fistful of Tom’s hair. Pushing his face into her arse, she let out a gasp as his tongue penetrated her, then a rapturous cry as two of her nephew’s fingers entered her pussy.
The book was no longer a consideration; no sentence could be coherently uttered amid the heavenly plunder of her holes. With her anus and g-spot inflamed, she squealed and screamed, the empty house finally allowing her to express her pleasure. She gripped the counter as the intensity built, her arse and thighs shaking as climax approached.
‘Oh, Tom, I’m gonna cum,’ she shouted.
He immediately burrowed his tongue deeper and sped up his fingers, relishing his aunt’s arousal on both. Her arse was hot and her pussy sodden, and with one final shout of profanity, she unleashed her orgasmic tide.
Holly’s legs almost buckled with the surge, and for the first time, she found herself glad for Jim’s affair. Without it, she knew, she would have forever remained ignorant of such orgasmic heights.
As her euphoria subsided, Tom got to his feet and wrapped his arms around her waist. Holly turned her head and kissed him, tasting her arse for the first time. As his tongue probed her mouth, she once again felt his insistent erection pressing against her. When he pulled a small tube of lube from his pocket, she knew he wasn’t done with her yet.
He pulled down his jeans and boxers, freeing his cock. Holly reached back to stroke it, stunned at how hard it was having had no stimulation. She shuddered as Tom spread the lube in and around anus, her pulse quickening at what was to come. After lubing up his cock, he guided his head to her opening.
‘Are you ready?’
‘Yes,’ she said nervously, ‘but go slow.’
Holly took a sharp intake of breath as Tom’s glans opened her arsehole. He paused, letting her acclimatise, before slowly fucking her with his tip. As she relaxed, he inched deeper, groans escaping his throat as the walls of her rectum gripped his shaft.
‘God, you’re tight,’ he moaned.
‘Do you like my virgin arsehole?’ Holly asked, raising her voice an octave to sound more innocent.
Tom responded by pushing his whole length into her, triggering a pained squeal. He paused again.
‘Don’t stop,’ she whimpered, ‘please don’t stop.’
He continued with long, slow strokes. Pain had once again become an intoxicant for Holly, intertwining with pleasure as she basked in the taboo of her nephew filling her bowel. He maintained a steady, sensual pace, content to enjoy her snug insides.
‘You haven’t asked me to read in a while,’ Holly said.
Tom changed the rhythm with a sudden hard thrust, earning a gasp from his aunt. ‘I prefer more grown-up things, these days.’
She smiled. ‘I was wondering,’ she said, feeling playful, ‘How long have you wanted to fuck me?’
‘Since I was about sixteen,’ he replied. ‘I heard you and Uncle Jim once through your bedroom door. Did you often fuck in your sister’s house?’
‘Every year,’ she said. ‘we thought it was hot.’ She felt Tom’s cock swell inside her, the idea clearly turning him on, too. ‘Didn’t your mum teach you not to eavesdrop?’