RICKY & KAREN HOME ALONE

"What do you mean you are leaving for five days? You can't leave me here by myself!"

Ricky was exaggerating, as always. Lisa sighed. Her little boy—well, not so little anymore, she admitted—hated when she left for her usual business meetings. Since she had divorced his father a few years back, he never wanted to be alone, even for a day or two. She thought it was strange, a teenager who never wanted privacy. Most boys would have given up anything to get a few days away from their parents.

"Look kiddo, we have been through this before. I have to go to these meetings. I have no choice. You want me to help you with school right? Then I need the job."

Ricky looked down, disappointed. "I guess..."

"You guess?"

"Well, I was just hoping we could do something this weekend. You know I am leaving in three weeks."

"I know, but I have to go. It's part of the job. We will still have two more weekends before you leave for school."

Ricky had graduated a year early and had been accepted to a great school back east. He was leaving for school a month before the semester started so he could get used to the area and get a jump ahead on some of his classes. He wanted to bitch and moan some more, but relented. "Sure. I understand."

A few hours later and it was late afternoon. Lisa was leaving tomorrow and had already packed, wanting to have a nice dinner with Ricky and maybe take him to a movie before she left.

"Ricky, are you in your room?"

"Yeah," he called from upstairs. He sounded in better spirits at least, Lisa thought.

"Come down here so we can talk about tonight!"

She moved into the kitchen and a few minutes later she heard the requisite thumping as Ricky came downstairs. Ricky was recently 18, 5'11" and built thickly—just like a running back—and resembled his father more than a little bit. He had her eyes though, and both of them were proud of their baby blues. Unlike both is parents, Ricky had short blonde hair that he spiked when he had the time.

When he came into the kitchen, Lisa was surprised to see a very guilty look on Ricky's face. Her son could not meet her eyes. She wondered what was going on—she was not mad at him in the least--until she realized he was turning and maneuvering his hands to cover his crotch. She could not be sure but she thought the area looked a little bulgy.

Oh, she thought. I interrupted him.

"Yeah, Mom?" Ricky asked a little testily, wondering why she had called him down but was not speaking right away. He had not noticed that she had noticed his 'condition'. It was true she had interrupted, but Ricky had been able to finish quickly and clean up.

"I just wanted to ask if you wanted to go to dinner and a movie tonight before I leave."

Ricky's face brightened. Her son loved to go out to eat and it was early July, so there were a lot of good movies still in the theaters.

"Sure Mom, that sounds nice," Ricky answered honestly.

They made the plans and separated to get ready when Ricky heard the phone ring. He picked up the line in his room first to find his Aunt Karen on the phone. She was crying hysterically.

"Mom, pick up the phone, its Karen!" Ricky called out after trying unsuccessfully to find out what was wrong with his favorite—albeit only--Aunt. He considered staying on the line to find out what was happening, but he decided it was not worth getting caught listening in to the conversation.

A few minutes later Lisa came to his door, which was open this time.

"Ricky, I am going to have to cancel our night together. Your aunt really needs some company, and it looks like she is going to stay here while I am on my trip...maybe even for a little longer after that. She and David are having...marriage troubles," she finished after a pause.

"What's going on, Mom?"

"I am sure she will talk to you about that this weekend. But tonight she really needs me."

"Okay, Mom." Ricky said forlornly.

Lisa hated to see Ricky this way. He only wanted to see her as much as he could before he moved more than 2,000 miles away and she hated to let him down. They had a good relationship; Lisa could not think of any of her other friends that had such a good relationship with their sons. They had bonded well after she had thrown his father out on his heels.

"Hey, tell you what. How about I leave you some money for tonight and for the rest of the weekend so you can take Karen out and show her a good time? She needs it, trust me."

Ricky had planned to spend some time with his ex-girlfriend this weekend. They had recently broken up only because of his impending departure. They still had benefits with each other though, at least for the next three weeks.

Plus, he liked Karen; she was a funny and nice, an entertaining person to be around. Not to mention at all that she was smoking hot, Ricky thought. All the peaks and sideways glances he had snuck since puberty had always left him wondering what it would be like with her.

She was 6 years younger than his mom and still in her early thirties. She had never had kids and had kept her figure extremely well. Plus, he was getting some spending cash. Ricky couldn't find a reason to complain. "Sure, Mom, I'd like that."

About half an hour later Karen showed at the house with a small bag of clothes and the remnants of tear stained make-up on her face. Whatever was going on, Ricky could tell it was serious.

He decided to leave so his mom and aunt could talk in private. He called Kris, his girlfriend of almost 2 years. She had just turned 18 as well, their birthdays being only 2 weeks apart. The 'official' break-up had been pleasantly smooth—they both realized that with going to schools separated by 3,000 miles, their relationship would be nearly impossible to salvage. Instead of yelling or sobbing, they had decided to have all the fun they could before Ricky left.

"Well then, let's hit a movie. What's been out for awhile?" Ricky suggested mischievously. One of his favorite activities with Kris(ten) was getting to fool around in a near empty theater.

They met at the theater an hour later. The movie was some romantic comedy Ricky had no real interest in. Kris had seen it before, so she wouldn't miss anything. Kris was 5',6" and just a little thick from playing softball and competing in gymnastics. Her short shorts showed off her smooth and tanned legs.

Now, they had never had full sex in the theater before. Heavy groping, hand jobs and fingering had been the farthest they had dared to go.

Until the previews started and not one other person was in the theater with them; a first. As the lights darkened they leaned into each other all the more. Ricky spent the previews lightly circling Kris' right nipple with his fingers. She loved when he did this--the softness through the fabric sent tingles through her entire body.

Then the movie started, and the theater was still empty. Kris leaned into Ricky and began to kiss him. They spent what felt like hours just kissing, moving from little pecks and sucks all over to open mouthed tongue dancing.

Ricky soon lifted her shirt and unsnapped the front clasping bra, the kind she preferred. Kris was not big chested, but not flat either. Ricky knew she was somewhere in the big B range, and while he always fantasized about bigger, he loved her small and light little pink nipples.

He moved his body down, bending his back a little uncomfortably to suck and lick her nipples as she leaned back in the theater seat. He moved back and forth from her face to her chest for a few minutes before he felt her hand reach down to the bulge in his pants.

She unzipped Ricky and pulled him out. Erect he was well endowed, 8 inches long. His cock was a little skinny, but she could not complain. Kris knew she was lucky to have a guy that was even a little hung; her girlfriends told her horror stories of the tiny penis' they had had to "work" with.

She began to stroke him rhythmically once he leaned back in his chair. Unlike most young girls, she enjoyed giving him hand jobs and blowjobs, loved the way he moaned and his body quivered as she touched him. Unlike most boys, Ricky had always been nice to her, had never forced anything. He even gave back what he got, another reason she knew he was special.

She smiled as he jerked a little and she felt the first drop of pre-cum leaking from him.

When he felt he was getting close, Ricky moved his hand over and reached into Kris' shorts. He knew a good way to stop himself from going off to quick was to focus a little more on her. He unbuttoned her, pulled her zipper down slowly, and for the first time in the theater pulled her shorts completely down. She gave him a look but he just shrugged and gestured to the empty theater. 'Who's gonna see?'

She nodded and looked back to the entrance once more as she sped up her hand motions.

In a few moments couldn't hold it back anymore. Kris guided his cock to shoot the load onto his stomach. Once he stopped jerking and quivering, she grabbed some of the napkins they had grabbed and wiped him up.

She sat on his lap, her back against his chest. Then she spread her legs to allow his hands full access to her pussy. He got the hint and started to finger her like she had taught him; one hand with two fingers inside and the other working her clit in circles. He had gotten so good that he could almost make her cum with her pants on, and once she was fully exposed for him her could get her off in just a few minutes.

Soon Kris was almost bouncing on his lap. She grinded and moved her hips against his fingers, letting them go deeper and deeper with her movements. Then she lost control and came with a little gush against his fingers. She was not a squirter, but she would flow when he was doing good work.

She almost collapsed back against him. As she moved back she felt he was still hard. Even though she was still super sensitive, she wanted him inside her right then and there. She opened her legs again, still leaning back against him. He spread his own legs a little wider as she grabbed his cock and guided it into her.

She was still soaking. Ricky loved it when they got off first and he got to be inside her while she was still juicy and overly wet. The sensation even compared to a blowjob, which she was good at.

Once he was all the way in, Kris leaned back and closed her legs. She had her eyes closed. She had fantasized this so many times and finally getting it was pushing her farther over the edge than she thought she had ever been. She rocked and pumped and jumped every which way she could to feel every inch of his cock swirling around inside her.

Ricky was in heaven. In this position all he had to do was lean back and let her ride him. She got going faster and faster, building them both to their second climax within ten minutes. Just as Ricky thought he was about to lose it, a flash lit the theater.

Ricky grabbed Kris' hips and stopped her. He looked to the right entrance and saw a theater employee running out of the door.

"Oh my god!" Kris said as she saw the door swing shut.

Ricky looked all around, as if some other person might be hiding in the theater as well. "We have to get out of here. He could grab the manager!"

The manager had caught them making out heavily once, and had warned them against being caught again, threatening to ban them from the theater.

They quickly got dressed and took the back outside exit from the theater. Luckily, no one was outside the door and they quickly made it to Kris' car.

"Do you think he got a good picture?" Kris asked, slightly mortified and turned on by the thought of a pic or—god forbid—a video out there of her riding her boyfriend in the theater.

"It was dark, and you had your top on still. I don't think he saw much of anything."

Kristen only half believed him. She said she had to go home (a lie, but a little one) and she dropped him off at his favorite burger joint where he actually ran into some of his friends. He spent a couple hours with his boys' before deciding to head home.

It was 10:00 and dark outside when he arrived home. Although he was not late or in trouble, he opened the door quietly in case his mom or aunt was asleep. The effort was wasted as neither of them had gone to bed. In fact, they were in the den just off the kitchen. Karen was talking loudly about how much of a scumbag that prick David (her soon to be ex-husband, she promised loudly) really was. Ricky had to cover his mouth with his hand to stop from laughing as he heard his supposedly sweet aunt call her husband every dirty word in the book.

Despite being tired, Ricky wanted to hear what was going on. He crept into the kitchen and stood behind the counter which would obscure him from the women's view.

"Why do you think he did it?" his mother asked, referring to the cheating.

"I don't know! We have sex all the time, at least 3 or 4 times a week. I even wake that prick up with a blow job once a week!"

Lucky bastard, Ricky thought. He had not even been able to convince his two girlfriends from high school to give him head, although they had been willing to have regular sex, at least.

"Wow. And he still cheated on you..." Lisa trailed off. Like Ricky, she could not imagine why any guy would cheat on a good looking woman willing to do that for her husband. She and her own husband had not had any problems in the bedroom; it was his drinking that had driven them apart.

"Well, it doesn't matter. I am done with him and his little dick!" Karen said loudly.

Ricky put his hand over his mouth and giggled a little. Sensing the conversation was going to do nothing but go downhill, Ricky decided to stop listening. He rustled around in the kitchen to let them know he was there before he walked into the den.

"Hey Mom, Aunt Karen," he said lightly. He did not want to do or say anything that would upset the ladies even more.

"Hey kiddo, how was the movie?" Lisa asked.

"It was good."Ricky looked to Karen, "I'm sorry you are having problems, Karen."

Karen just looked at Ricky and gave him a weak smile. "It's ok," she said and waved the words off.

"David's an idiot," Ricky blurted out before he could stop himself. He realized the slip immediately, Karen had not yet officially told him what had happened and now they would know Ricky had been eavesdropping.

Karen cocked her head at Ricky and smiled, "You ain't kiddin."

Lisa smiled as well, both at Ricky and her sister. Neither cared that he knew, obviously. At least they weren't going to treat the situation with kid gloves around him.

"You just need to make sure you show your Aunt a good time, Ricky. Take her out and make her smile, she needs it."

"Don't worry Mom, I will."

After a few more pleasantries, Ricky went upstairs and masturbated to the thought of his Aunt waking him up with a blowjob. It took him only seconds to shoot a full and giant load onto his stomach, the cum built up from the interrupted sex with Kris.

He awoke in the morning and went downstairs to find the house seemingly empty. Both of the women's cars were still in the driveway so Ricky knew they were home. Outside he found both his mom and aunt tanning. Both women were topless and lying on their stomachs over a couple of beach towels laid flat on the grass.

Ricky had seen his Mother do this before, but never his Aunt. Both ladies were still extremely good looking for their age. Ricky considered Karen to be smoking hot, with his Mom a very even hot.

Both ladies were short, about 5'6". They looked alike except for their bodies; his Mom was a bit skinny while Karen defined curvaceous. Both had brown hair that they kept shoulder length. His Mom was a little flat chested, but not Karen. He could the sides of her ample breasts as she tanned and was surprised when his cock jumped a little at the sight of the side cleavage.

"Mom, Aunt Karen?"

Karen turned her face to look at Ricky. "Hey nephew, how did you sleep?"

"Good. You?"

"I've slept better. Lucky for me your mom had that bottle of Vodka or I wouldn't have slept at all."

Ricky just smiled in response. He only hoped the bottle would not be gone. He had planned on helping himself to a few drinks while his mother was on her trip. As long as he stayed home and did not get in trouble, she did not care now that he was out of school.

"I bet. Mom, what time are you leaving? Do you want me to drive you to the airport?" Ricky asked.

To his surprise, his Mother sat up on her elbows to talk to him. Her small pink nipples just barely slipped forward of her crossed arms for him to see as she spoke.

"I already have called the airport shuttle to pick me up, that way we don't waste gas and you can take the car as early as you want. I left Karen some money for you both. Don't blow it all in one night you." She smiled.

At first, Ricky could not answer her. All he could do was stare at her small but still well shaped breasts. She noticed him staring, and immediately flushed and dropped back to her belly. Ricky shook his head a little and said Ok, then walked back into the house. He did not really feel guilty for seeing his mother's breasts; just guilty for being turned on by them.

He heard both ladies come into the house a few minutes later. After a while he heard the shower running and he assumed his mother must be getting ready to leave.

He went downstairs to find Karen sitting in the Den in a t-shirt and her bikini bottom from outside. Her short but shapely legs were well tanned and he thought her skin was even silkier and smoother than he had imagined. Karen even had just a little bit of a bubble butt, which accentuated her legs all the more.

Karen caught him looking and smiled a little, happy that at least someone liked the way her legs looked.

"Yes, Ricky?" Karen asked a little sarcastically.

Ricky immediately moved his gaze to her eyes. "Sorry."

"Don't sweat it. I know I have nice legs."

"Yeah..." was all Ricky could say in return. His eyes kept arguing with his loins, tempting him to stare at her legs only. Luckily his brain won the battle.

"So what do you need?"

"I wanted to ask what you wanted to do tonight."

Karen scrunched up her face, which she often did when she thought. Ricky could not help but think of how cute it was.

"Well, a movie sounds good. It's Friday, so the drive-in is open right?" Karen offered. There was only one drive-in theater for miles, so Ricky did not have to ask which one. He was glad they would be a the drive in and not the theater where he might have to see the same employee who spied on him and Kris.

"Yeah. We could grab a pizza to take?" Ricky suggested.

She nodded. "And beer. Don't forget the beer. I have to warn you, I'm gonna be a little tipsy this weekend," Karen teased.

"Only if you share!" Ricky said back.

"We'll see, mister 18 year old," Karen teased back.

Ricky just laughed and left the room. An hour later the airport shuttle arrived and the horn on the little mini bus signaled it was time to go. Ricky and Karen both hugged Lisa goodbye. She left in the shuttle, leaving Ricky and Karen alone in the house.

Ricky was bored and wanted to do something. "I'm gonna go for a quick swim, Karen. Wanna join?"

"No, I'm good. I've had enough sun for one day."

"Ok. "

Ricky went to his room and put his trunks on. He dove into the pool and swam a couple of laps before Lisa stepped outside in only her bathing suit.

God she looked good, Ricky thought. The little yellow two piece clung to every curve and left little to his imagination. His aunt's nipples were even hard. He felt his cock pulse."Changed my mind. Out of the way!" She ran and jumped into the little pool at full speed while Ricky got out of the way.

She came up and out of the water and lifted her arms to smooth her hair back, which had the effect of lifting and outlining her breasts for Ricky perfectly. He could not help but stare, careful to move his eyes when she looked at him.

They small talked for a few minutes, lazily moving through the water. Then Ricky wanted to take a few dives, and he got out of the pool to hit the board.

As he stood on the board he got the impression his aunt was looking at him in an odd way. He looked down and saw that he was not hard but 'hanging well'. The material of his trunks was hugging his skin, perfectly outlining his cock. He flushed a little and quickly dove into the water. Neither of them mentioned the awkward look and soon they were getting ready for the movie.

The pizza arrived at the perfect time and after they stopped for Karen to buy beer they arrived at the large open area of the drive in theater just as the sun was going down.

Unluckily for them, they were not there in enough time to make the two premium pairings of movies for the night as the lots were full. Ricky had seen the third movie listed just the week before. That only left the same romantic comedy with a suspense thriller following that. The drive in was great about showing two movies, and while he was not that excited about seeing either movie, he was happy he would get to eat pizza and drink a few beers--during the first movie at least. He had to stay somewhat sober as he was driving them home.

Lisa had worn a pair of tight fitting jean shorts and a tank top to the movies as it had been such a hot day. The night would get cooler but not quite cool. David found himself staring down her tank top more than once, and he could see the yellow bikini top she had worn earlier underneath the flimsy tank.

The first movie passed easily and was good for a few laughs. Both of them concentrated more on scarfing pizza and drinking beer rather than watching the movie.

The second movie started and lo and behold, it was a suspense thriller about a woman taking revenge on her husband who had been cheating on her for months.

When he realized how close the topic was to her own current misfortunes, Ricky realized that Karen might not want to stay.

"Do you really want to watch this, Karen?"

"Huh?" Karen asked, a little tipsy from the four or five beers she had already downed during the first movie.

"I mean, with what is going on with you and David?"

"Oh, don't worry about that. I want to see this."

"Ok." Ricky answered softly.

About 45 minutes into the movie there was a long and drawn out sex scene between the cheating husband and his new lover. Even for a rated R movie it was pretty graphic. The bodies writhed on the screen n the fake way of movies, never showing the actual thrusting--the good stuff. The mistress was hot as hell; Ricky had just started to feel uncomfortable when his aunt said suddenly, "It's not fair."

"What do you mean?" Ricky asked.

"They never show all the man," Karen said with a slur. The beer was catching up to her. "You can see her tits and her bush, and mine are nicer than hers! Look!" she reached up and cupped underneath her breasts, pushing them up. Ricky held his breath as the ample orbs thrust and pushed against the fabric. Was she really doing this? She then pointed at the screen and the breasts that were the size of a car. "See, he wants her!"

Ricky knew she was drunk. He barely felt the two beers he had downed during the first movie and she was working on her sixth. He was about to say something to her when she leaned into him.

"I bet you would me take to bed in a heartbeat, wouldn't you, Aunt or not!"

Ricky did not know what to say. She was leaning in close enough he could see right into the tank top and he couldn't help it. A bulge formed in his pants as she pushed them up again for him to see. Even drunk, Karen noticed.

"That's right, this tight little 18 year old would want me, so why doesn't that prick!"

Karen started to cry, which immediately brought Ricky's mind out of the gutter. He held on to her as she leaned into him for comfort. What was he thinking? She was only drunk, and would never, ever think of doing anything with him.

After a few minutes of release, Karen stopped crying and sat back in her chair, cradling a now warm beer. She seemed embarrassed and did not want to talk about anything else when Ricky pressed her.

They drove home in silence and Karen went right to the second room upstairs, the one next to his. Ricky sat in the front room watching TV to give her some space. Soon he heard Karen screaming on the phone. Obviously she had called the cheating scumbag. Ricky happened to agree with Karen. She was hot, hotter than most women, why the hell would any guy want to cheat on that?

After the yelling, Karen slammed the door and stalked out to the front room. She was wearing a robe that was his mothers. She filled it better than his mom, there was no question. She looked at him, flustered.

"Did you hear all that, Ricky?"

"Just the yelling. No details." Ricky answered honestly.

"Damn. I'm gonna get real drunk tonight," was all she said in response. She took the half full gallon bottle of vodka out of the freezer. "You want a drink?"

"Sure. There is orange juice to mix."

"I'm takin it straight," she said, and took a long pull of the bottle.

Ricky was impressed. Even he couldn't gun hard liquor down like that without getting sick. He got up and made his own drink, and soon they sat on the couch together.

"Why are guys such dicks, Rick?" Karen said, drunkenly thinking Ricky had never heard this rhyme before.

Ricky just shrugged his shoulders. Karen scoffed.

"Ha, I bet you think you are a nice guy. Yeah right. Tell me Ricky, are you a good guy?" Karen said leeringly.

Ricky did not notice--he was looking down in embarrassment--that Karen stared right at his crotch as she said this. Ricky did not know what to say. This was one of those rare moments where anything he said would be equivalent to inserting his foot in his mouth. His Mom got drunk like this occasionally, and he knew from experience he should just shut up.

So he just shrugged and nodded. "Yeah, I think so," he said without saying.

Karen just harrumphed. "Well, rub my feet then nice boy. I'm gonna lay down for a minute."

She put her feet up across his lap and laid back on the couch. Ricky had given his Mom foot rubs often—since Dad was gone—and obviously Karen knew he would be up for it.

He reached out to her feet. They were warm and soft, just like the flesh of the calves sitting across his lap, just inches away from his cock. He started to work, unable to look away from her legs, which the robe covered to just above her knees.

The boy was good at his work, Karen soon realized. Her feet were in heaven. His hands expertly moved around her toes, heel and ball. On an upward stroke, he tickled her just slightly. She jerked and moved, her robe parting just a little to reveal that she was not wearing anything underneath the fabric, not even panties. He caught just a glimpse of a well trimmed dark bush before she got the fabric back down.

"Sorry," Ricky apologized, not knowing if she had seen the look on his face when he saw her pubic hair. He went back to rubbing her feet after she adjusted her legs a little bit.

"No more tickling," Karen said a little slowly; a bit drunk and getting sleepy.

Ricky nodded and continued his work. He could not help but think about the little tuft of hair he had seen, and soon he was getting hard. He tried to think of other things to stop the reaction but he could not, it would not be helped.

Karen moved her legs a little again and brushed right against his hard on. Instead of moving her leg when she felt the bulge, she simply let it lie there for second. Then she sat up a little and looked at Ricky. "None of that, Mister," she said with a slur.

Ricky mumbled an apology and re-concentrated on her feet. Soon she laid back and moved her leg; once she did, the hard-on retreated from the battle field.

Once she lied back, Ricky got to work. After a few minutes, she started to breathe evenly and softly. Ricky looked to find her asleep, the booze working its calming magic.

A thought crossed Ricky's mind. 'I could get a better look now,' his 18 year old brain told himself. She would never know.

He moved his hand to the fold of the light yellow robe. He had moved it just a little when his aunt stirred a little, trying to get deeper into the couch for more comfort. At that point Ricky's courage betrayed him and he gave up. She would kill him if she found out. He couldn't risk it.

Ricky decided to be a gentleman, though he hated it. He lifted her legs lightly off his lap and grabbed a blanket for his aunt. He quickly covered her and went to his room, where he had to masturbate twice before he could get to sleep.

Ricky awoke a little earlier than he expected too the next morning, the sun was just barely creeping over the horizon. He went downstairs after taking a long piss and stopped dead in his tracks when he saw his aunt on the couch.

The blanket was on the floor, obviously Karen had gotten hot during the night and kicked it off.

But worse—or better—than that was that her robe was completely open. He could see everything. Her right breast lay off to the side, slightly drooping from the position she was in. Her left breast lay against her chest, and boy did it look perfect sitting there. Then his eyes drifted lower and he could see her hair, all of it. Her legs were together so he couldn't really see her pussy, but the tuft of hair was shaved into a landing strip and still looked hot as hell.

Ricky couldn't think straight. He was only wearing a pair of silky gym shorts and his cock sprang to full length immediately. He could only stare at his lovely Aunt. Should he wake her? Would she be embarrassed? Should he...

No, he thought. I cannot stand here and jerk off while looking at my passed out and exposed aunt. That would be so wrong...

Before he could finish the thought his hand absentmindedly drifted to his hard as a rock cock. He rubbed just a little.

Could I?--he thought. She looked so good he was starting to think he would cum right there without even touching himself.

Quietly, he finished moving down the stairs. He moved to the end of the couch, standing just a little behind it so he was not directly in her line of view. He pulled out his cock and started wanking, wishing he could grab those big tits and squeeze them, sucking on the nipples like they were little chocolate Kisses.

Before he knew it he was cumming. He pushed down on his cock so he would not shoot towards the couch or his sleeping aunt. He got most of it in his shorts—it was a bog load—but then he noticed he had gotten some on the floor as well.

Ricky ran into the kitchen to grab a paper towel. After he wiped the leftover goop from his shorts and tip, he went back into the front room to wipe up the cum from the floor.

He bent over to wipe up the stain when he heard his aunt shift on the couch. 'Oh fuck!' Ricky thought and hurriedly finished. He quickly went back into the kitchen to throw the used up paper towel away.

When he turned around from the garbage, his Aunt was standing in the doorway, her robe functioning again.

"Hey nephew... crazy night huh?"

"For you, maybe," Ricky said quickly. He couldn't let her on to what had just happened.

Then he saw her looking at his crotch, and the stain that was still wet made the material darker and was plainly visible. He was also still semi hard, and the flimsy shorts did little to hide that.

"It looks like for us both," she said with a sarcastic smile.

Ricky just flushed and left to go to his room.

The rest of the day was normal. After lunch together Karen said she had to go run an errand, and she would be back in a couple of hours. Thankful for some time alone, he watched as her car pulled out of the driveway.

Ricky tried not to do what came naturally, but he could not stop thinking about this morning. His dick had been threatening a hard on all day every time he thought about it.

He decided to 'take care' of the problem and clean himself out. He pulled out some of his favorite porno DVD's—he had swiped a few from his Dad before he left two years before—and settled in the front room to masturbate.

The action was great in this movie. It started out with a Lesbian scene that too good not to shoot a load to every time. After the first finish he wiped up and pulled his shorts back up. The scene changed and he realized the next lady looked just like his aunt, only taller and with fake tits instead of real ones. His hard on had not gone down in the least, and he decided to give it another go, this time thinking more of his Aunt than watching the movie.

Once done, he wiped up again. He stood to pop the DVD out and just happened to catch a movement out of his eye. He moved to the windows by the doorway and saw his aunt hurrying down the driveway and back to her car.

Oh shit, Ricky exclaimed. She saw it all. She must have come back to get something and saw him through the little side windows! She was walking quickly because he had gotten up and she was embarrassed to be looking!

Dammit, Ricky thought. He thought about calling her cell phone to say it was ok, but he then figured it would be best to just let it lie—he assumed she did not know that he knew she had been watching. Maybe she would play it off, not mention it.

He quickly went upstairs and got dressed, and then he too left the house, not intending to be home when she got back. He left her a note saying he would be home later.

A few hours and a trip to the mall later, Ricky came home. Karen's car was in the driveway. Ricky hesitated just a little. Would she say anything?

He opened the door and called out, "Hi Aunt Karen!"

He got no answer. Strange, he thought. Her car was here. He went to the sliding glass door in the kitchen and looked out in the backyard.

Karen was lying on a towel on the grass, fully nude. She was on her stomach so all he could see was her ass, but that was enough. It looked beautiful in the sunlight and he could see a tan line that immediately told him she normally wore a thong, just like Kris. He stared for a long time, his cock growing and growing with every second.

Then she turned her head toward him and looked in the direction of the door. If she noticed him, she did not show it.

He decided not to press his luck and went back up to his room. A half hour and a wank and shower later, he got a light knock on his door.

"Ricky? I rented that movie we talked about last night, want to watch it with me?"

"Sure Karen, I'll be down in a minute."

After he had finished the chapter of his book he was reading he left his room and went into the hallway. Halfway down the stairs, he heard a moan, loud and lusty.

What the fuck? Ricky thought.

Then it hit him. He had left his porno in the DVD player! Oh shit oh shit, he thought as stopped suddenly on the stairs. His luck had run out, however.

"Ricky, I hear you. Come on down."

Ricky gulped. He walked down the stairs to find Karen sitting on the couch in her jean shorts and tank top from last night. As he got closer to the couch, Ricky realized that this time she was not wearing a bra. Her nipples poked out lightly against the fabric.

"Nice porno you got here, Nephew. Way better than the movie I rented."

"Uh..." Ricky started stupidly. He had no idea what to say.

"Come here," Lisa gestured to the spot next to her on the couch.

Ricky gulped again and sat next to his Aunt. On the screen, a blonde was sucking off a repairman with a giant cock and she sure seemed to be enjoying it.

Karen scooted closer to Ricky, mischief in her eyes.

"You know, I saw you with this earlier. I watched you playing..."

Ricky just looked down and nodded, "I know."

"You saw me?"

"I saw you run back to your car," Ricky admitted.

"Ahh. Are you mad that I saw you?"

"No, no. Just... a little embarrassed."

"You don't need to be embarrassed, nephew. It's not 'little'", she emphasized, "and you're a teenage guy, what else would you do with your free time?"

Ricky just looked down. She thought he was just a dumb horny teenager.

Karen saw the look and reached to lift his chin up. She looked deep into his eyes. "So, I watched you. Now, I want you to watch me."

Ricky looked at his aunt in shock. Before he could say anything else she lifted her top off. She tossed the shirt behind her and stood. She turned around, giving him a good look at her ass as she pulled her shorts down. She was wearing the little yellow bikini bottom from earlier.

She sat back down beside him. She smiled at him and pulled the yellow stretchy material to the side, revealing soft and pink pussy lips that were tight and straight from being confined in the tight bikini bottom.

She turned to the movie and started to rub the sides and top of her pussy. Ricky watched as she easily pulled aside the skin to show her clit as it got bigger and bigger.

After a few seconds she looked back to Ricky. Her eyes moved straight to his crotch. He could not help but be hard. She turned back to the movie and kept going, and Ricky got the distinct impression she was thinking about him and not the movie.

Slowly but surely she dipped one, two and then three fingers inside herself. Her other hand deftly moved in little circles around her clitoris. Her entire pubic area was flooded with blood, the lips and clit seemed to grow twice in size as he watched.

Deciding to be brave, Ricky tugged his zipper down and pulled out his cock. He began stroking it as he watched his aunt. She caught the movement and smiled at him. "Finally," she said with a laugh. She looked at his cock closely for the first time and bit her lip just a little in approval. "Tell me when you're close," she said, breathing heavily.

She got more and more into it. As he watched she came loudly, rocking against the sofa. Ricky was still a bit spent from earlier, so he was taking a bit longer. Luckily for him, that was about to be to his benefit.

"I'm close, Karen," Ricky admitted.

"Good. Stand up."

He stood up, still looking straight at the TV.

"No. Face me." She grabbed his hips and turned him towards her.

He looked down at her, unable to believe this was happening. Ricky stood right in front of his sitting aunt, his cock only inches from her face.

"You are going to finish in my mouth," she said as she watched him stroke his cock all the more.

That was it. He bucked and stepped forward as Karen opened her mouth. He got about half of the come in her mouth and half on her face, the liquid sticking to her eyes and hair where it had spurted some distance. After the gush stopped, she sucked the tip of his cock gently, getting out the last little bit.

Ricky just looked at his aunt in wonder. He had come on her face and his cock was still barely in her mouth, and the expression on her face told him she enjoyed it very much. Needless to say, he had never thought this could happen.

"Hmmmm..." she moaned, working his cock in her mouth a little more. "I love that. You taste good." The sucking started to tickle, and Ricky jerked back a little, taking his cock out of her mouth. She smiled at him.

"I guess all guys do get sensitive after they come." She gently grabbed his cock and held it in her hand. "I wanted this since yesterday afternoon, when I saw you in your swim trunks. You have a beautiful cock, nephew. All men... and women, should be so lucky.""Did David really have a small cock?" David asked softly.

Karen giggled. "You heard that? Hah! Well, put it this way buddy. You are an 8, and he was a 5. It's why I wanted this, big boy." She squeezed his cock a little, which had not gone soft yet.

Ricky smiled. "I have to be honest, Karen. I watched you this morning..." he trailed off.

"This morning?"

"I came downstairs and your robe was open on the couch. You looked so good... I had to..."

"You jerked off watching me?"

Ricky nodded.

"Too bad. You should have woken me up. I love sex first thing in the morning."

"Damn," Ricky said quickly.

Karen laughed. As she laughed her hand stroked him with motion of her body. He was still hard.

"Damn is right. But seeing as how you are still hard...and I am still wet... want to feel?"

Karen leaned back and slipped her little bikini bottom off. She spread her legs, giving Ricky a magnificent view of her pussy. Other than porn, it was only the third pussy he had seen right before his eyes. It looked beautiful.

He sat down and leaned in. Not only was he going to touch it, but he was going to taste it as well. Kris had told him he gave great cunnilingus, and he wanted to see if Karen agreed.

He started by rubbing her thighs a little, kissing the soft skin. He then moved his fingers to her lips which were still swollen from the masturbation. He brushed them with his finger tips and then settled down on his knees in front of her. She enjoyed the sight and moved back to lay as flat as she could.

He slowly licked and kissed her inner thighs, working his tongue in straight lines up and down her pussy. He had watched a lot of porn and had paid a lot of attention. His mother, jokingly, had told him he had better be able to please a woman, or else he was destined to be a 'missionary only' type of husband. As weird as it was to hear this from his mother, he had not ignored the advice.

Ricky continued his up and down tongue strokes, loosening Karen up before he moved in for the kill. Then he zeroed in on her clitoris, licking the little nub in swirls and whoops. He sucked and blew on the little button, making it swell and stand up for attention. Her juices soon covered his face, but he loved every drop of it.

"Oh god, Rick. That is so goooood..." Karen moaned, grabbing the back of his head.

He split her legs even more, and with a little smile put his tongue completely into her opening as he used his finger to rub her clit. She tasted clean; not as strong as even Kris, who was vegetarian. She must take care of herself, he thought.

He started to feel her shaking and was about to double his efforts when she sat up, lifting his head away.

"Inside me!" she ordered breathlessly.

Ricky was not going to argue. He got up on the couch and turned her to lie flat lengthwise. She shook her head and instead turned over, lying on her stomach with her legs closed together. "It'll be good like this. I want it haaardd, Ricky."

He grabbed his cock and positioned it at her opening. He slipped in a little—the opening was sopping wet—and then slid all 8 inches into his Aunt. She was right. Her having her legs closed made her feel as tight a virgin. He thought for minute he was lucky her husband had had such a little dick.

Ricky did not start to pound her right away, but played with his rhythm a little bit. He would take a few long and slow pulls in and out of her pussy before he started to pick up the pace. He had watched an instructional porn on the internet, and he knew when a woman wanted it hard you were forced to start slow, making her want it all the more.

She moaned as he started to thrust back and forth at a higher tempo. Soon he was breathing heavily and twitching. Karen realized what was coming (hehe) and said, "Don't come in me, Ricky. Come on my ass!"

The dirty talk quickly pushed him over the edge and he pulled out, shooting a smaller but more intense load all over Karen's back. His legs and ass bucked as Karen reached back to grab his thigh.

Ricky dropped to the couch, exhausted. Karen sat up and smiled at her nephew. "We are going to have to work on your pacing, nephew. I need a bit more than that..."

Ricky smiled sheepishly. "Sorry."

"Oh, don't be sorry. Make it up to me."

Karen stood up and stood in front of Ricky, her pussy right in front of his face. He could smell her clearer now, the light and slightly metallic smell that he loved so much. He lifted one of her legs up onto the couch arms and proceeded to once again lick, suck and tongue fuck his aunt. She held his head in her hands as she came a few seconds later, forcing his face deeper between her legs. Her knees bowed together as she lost control and almost fell over. Ricky had never seen a woman cum in a standing position before.

She stopped shaking and fell down to the couch, still trembling slightly.

"Oh you are good at that Nephew. You have had practice, I see."

"Thanks," Rick said back shyly. He could not believe what had just happened.

Karen put her arm up on the couch, which had the effect of lifting her breasts on her chest.

"So how much practice have you had, really?" Karen asked mischievously.The smell of sex still hung in the air. Ricky and Karen sat nude on the couch, slightly sweaty from the past half hour. The porno still played on mute in the background.

"Well..." Ricky trailed off. He wanted to answer her, but couldn't figure out how, it seemed.

"Oh come on, you were just inside me. You can't still be shy...?" Karen asked teasingly.

"No... just, do you really wanna hear this?"

"I do." She nodded enthusiastically.

Ricky thought for a moment. He wasn't worried about her thinking badly of him--he did not have that many experiences after all—instead he thought she might laugh at him. Even though they had just screwed on the couch, he could not get over the insecure 18 year old that whispered doubts inside of him.

"I've had two girlfriends. I have only done everything with one of them."

"Everything?" Karen asked, wanting details.

Ricky just looked down. "Sarah, my first girlfriend, would je...play with me..."

"You can say jerk off, silly," Karen said with a smile. She was getting off on his embarrassment. Ricky didn't know she found it cute as hell.

Ricky nodded. "She would jerk me off, and let me finger her, but that was it."

"And Kris, the blonde you introduced me too last Spring? The noisy one?" she laughed.

Ricky smiled in embarrassment. So his Mom and Karen had talked about his love life and his Mother had even heard Kris, who sometimes could not keep quiet when they were going at it. He would have to keep her quiet when they screwed in the house from now on. "We have done it all," he answered.

Karen looked at him skeptically. She was driving at just one point really, to see what he thought about the act. "In the ass?" she asked.

Ricky arched his eyebrows. He had not been expecting that. "No. I guess we never even thought about that."

Karen just smiled. Now she had something she could really show him. "Well... maybe later. I need a shower and some food." She slapped him playfully on the leg and stood in front of him, her pussy inches away from his face. But he was looking away from it and down from her. She asked him what was bothering him, though she knew the answer already.

Ricky looked down, would not meet her gaze. This question was hard to ask. "Karen...was this wrong?"

Karen's look softened for a moment. She looked out the window for a few seconds before asking. "Did it feel wrong? Dirty...?" she drew the last question out.

Ricky knew the honest answer right away. "It wasn't dirty. It was hot."

Karen smiled. "You are right there." She sat back down next to Ricky. He was not as innocent as she had thought, but he was still was a good guy. He needed some reassurance, like many good guys did. "Ricky, all we did was something physical."

"That's all?"

"Do you love me or feel any differently about me now?"

"No. I have always liked you; you're nice and fun. You're smokin hot. But I don't have those feelings for you..." To his mind, Ricky felt wrong telling any woman this, afraid to insult her.

Karen let out a mental sigh of relief. She had only worried about that particular complication as she had thought about seducing her nephew over the last few days. Now that she knew he was not 'falling' for her, she could treat this as it was. Great sex and nothing more. "Then what we did was only physical. Are you going to feel weird now?"

Ricky thought for a moment. "Not weird..."

"Then what?"

Quietly he said, "I might not be able to control... my eyes."

Karen smiled big again, genuinely loving her nephew's discomfort. She leaned over and laid her hand on his cock, which was still hanging well. "Or this?" she asked.

He could only nod in response as his dick jumped at her touch. In a few seconds it was totally hard again. She pulled and tugged lightly, not moving fast enough to do anything but slowly and lightly pleasure him.

"Well, when your Mom is around, you won't have a choice. No staring, or...this." She squeezed his cock, which was mostly hard. "I'll try to help by not making it too...hard for you," Karen joked as she stroked.

Ricky smiled; glad she was able to be funny despite the awkward situation.

"Other than that," Karen continued, "we have what, three weeks? And then it won't matter?"

By then he would be gone, living on campus at a school more than 2,000 miles away. He nodded.

"Good!" Karen said and leaned in to kiss him on the cheek. She gave his hard cock one last squeeze. Even after so many orgasms, a little pre-cum still escaped. She squeezed the drop between her fingers and moved them to her mouth, tasting the liquid like a drop of sauce or batter. "So about that shower...are you gonna make me take it alone?"

"Like hell you will," Ricky answered.

Karen stood and held her hands out to him. He took them and stood as well, his hard cock brushing against her stomach. She reached down to grab him. Without a word she turned around and led him by the cock out of the room.

Ricky loved his Mother's shower. Part of the master bathroom off her bedroom, it was a tall and spacious area with no tub and three shower heads extending from the walls that made the experience all the more luxurious. The glass doors were slightly faded to make them just see through. Ricky liked it so much he tried to shower in here whenever his Mom was gone or distracted.

Now, he found himself in love with the little room even more. His aunt stood in front of him, enjoying the water with her backside turned to him. He watched as the beads of water flowed down her back to run along her perfect ass. He reached out to touch and stroke her rounded heart shaped cheeks.

She moaned and leaned into his hand as he cupped and caressed her. She even spread her legs a little to allow his hand to sneak farther up and caress her pussy from behind.

She turned around to face him, moving his hands up to just above her hips. "Slow down buddy. I am going first."

She reached over and grabbed a bottle of his mother's liquid bath soap. She positioned him with his back against the wall and poured a large dollop into her hands.

Ricky did not have much hair except for on his arms and legs, and at first he wondered how Karen was going to lather the liquid soap. He used bar soap in his own bathroom and never bothered with a sponge or cloth.

She quickly rubbed the soap together in her hands and then went for the hairiest spot on his body to get it lathered. He gasped a little as she worked and rubbed her hands in just his pubic hair, getting the bubbles going. The sensation of her lightly tugging on his hairs woke his cock up for the umpteenth time.

Then Karen gathered the suds and washed him, starting with his head. She lightly and playfully took her time washing Ricky all over the front of his body. When she reached his cock Ricky thought she would take her time, but instead she just lightly washed his erection and balls before moving down to his legs. He wondered what was going on when she ordered, "Turn around."

Ricky did as commanded and turned his chest to the shower wall. Karen started soaping up his back and slowly worked her way down to his buttocks. This time Ricky thought she would move past the area quickly, but again he was wrong.

She slowly worked her straightened hand along the crack of his ass, seemingly scratching, rubbing and caressing all at the same time. She was cleaning him very thoroughly. She probed and pushed a little at his hole, but not too hard.

Ricky had never had this done to him before. The strongest sensation--like goosebumps mixed with an orgasm all at once--spread throughout his body and actually made him weak in the knees.

Karen giggled a little inside as he drooped in pleasure against the wall. She had guessed correctly this would be totally new to him. So many men shied away from anal pleasure, even when there was no penetration. She found herself surprised and slightly proud that he was relaxing and going with it. Even better, he seemed to really like it. She decided to be brave at that moment, to take it to the next step. She washed him clean of the soap and actually left the shower. For a moment, Ricky panicked, thinking she had now had true doubts about this.

Before he could full out panic, Karen reentered the shower carrying a bottle of unscented baby oil, his mother's favorite part of the shower. Ricky had never known this of course, but Karen always knew Lisa had a bottle of this around.

Karen turned the shower heads to point away from them for the moment. Karen poured the oil into her hands, quite a lot of it, Ricky thought. She put her hands in the same shape as before, but this time used them to spread the baby oil all over his ass and balls.

Ricky did not know what to think when Karen finally bent down and spread his ass cheeks wide. He just felt too damn good. Just her fingers and hand had been enough to make him squirm three times over inside. Ricky vaguely knew what could be coming and he suddenly did not know how he would react if she stuck a finger up his ass. He prepared a little mentally, but for the third time he was wrong in his assumptions.

Ricky would never be happier to be wrong in his whole life, he thought later.

A soft and wet object touched his sensitive area, curving up and down his clean as a whistle ass crack. The sensation was overwhelming and like nothing he had ever felt before. He turned his head to look a little and saw his aunt on her knees with her face buried in his ass. She was licking him! A porn fan, Ricky had seen this before but thought it was a little to gross to ask Kris to try, and he did not know how he felt about performing the act himself.

Now he knew. It was singularly the greatest sexual sensation he had ever felt.

Ricky moaned loudly as Karen moved one hand around to stroke his cock, the closed fist squeezing between his flesh and the wall. She then moved her tongue all the way forward so it was just parting the folds of his anus. She moved it back and forward, licking in and out of her nephew's tight little hole.

Ricky lasted another 60 seconds before he shot his 6th load of the day against the wall and into Karen's pumping fist. Karen increased the pace of her licking and stroking as she felt him start to convulse uncontrollably. She even felt one of his feet slip on the floor and instinctively pushed him against the wall so he could keep his balance. The little shove even intensified his orgasm.

He kept his position against the wall for a moment to recover. His entire body tingled, and he had never felt that before, even after the most intense of sessions with Kris. The jet of cum had felt like three orgasms rolled into one. Ricky had never known the sheer physical force of sex could be so intense.

He turned to face his aunt, who was looking at him expectantly.

"Well?" Karen asked, laying her hand on Ricky's chest, feeling his heart race. "I can feel that..." she said, biting her lip, pleased with herself that she had given him such a good experience.

"Oh my god," was all Ricky could think to say. Even that came out breathless.

Karen laughed out loud. "I knew you would like that. The first time you get your salad tossed is always a special occasion. Now, every time, you'll think of me. That's a nice butt you got there, nephew."

Ricky knew she was right. He would always think about this. "Is it your turn?" he asked.

She only bit her lip in anticipation as he grabbed the soap. He lathered the bubbles in her pubic hair, as she had done to him. Smiling, he washed her shoulders and chest, marveling at the large C breasts as they folded and slipped in his hands. Karen enjoyed the act; the proof was her slightly dark nipples hardening to their full length. Once the soap was rinsed off, Ricky spent a few glorious seconds sucking and licking those amazing breasts that more than filled his hands.

He finished her front, purposely only lightly washing and touching her pussy, just as she had teased him. Once he had spent a few extra seconds working on her feet (which she loved!) he grabbed her shoulders and forced her to turn around after she tried to hold still a little just to tease him.

She leaned into the wall as he washed her back and crack, making sure it was as clean as could be. After he covered his hands in baby oil, he repeated her earlier hand movements, this time to get Karen lubricated to the max.

She moaned as he spread her cheeks and gasped when he pressed the tip of his tongue against her hole and moved it in a wide circle. He then backed out, just to start her with a tease. He then copied her movements and moved his fingers everywhere along the inside of her thighs from behind. Ricky was alternately dipping his fingers in to her soaking pussy as he got that low. She bent her waist and flexed into his fingers as she writhed against the shower wall.

Then he leaned forward, extending his tongue once again. He traced the crack of her ass--which when clean tasted like nothing at all, he noticed--with his tongue. Up and down he moved, teasing the very edges of her hole every time he passed. He noticed Karen was tensing a bit, eagerly waiting for the moment he would get right down to it.

Ricky finally gave in and began to lick and spread the clean little hole with his tongue. Karen moaned for a long moment once he finally stopped teasing her. He noticed one of her hands moved in front of her body to massage her clit as he moved his tongue around her most sensitive hole.

He continued like this and only pulled himself back right as he felt her about to lose it. Before she could ask him why he was stopping he pressed against her with his finger. Slowly, he began to push and probe against her ass, trying to see how hard it would be to insert is index finger.

Karen felt what was about to happen and almost lost control right then and there. Her nephew was amazing with his tongue and now had seemingly read her mind, knowing she wanted her ass filled and not just teased. She wanted his cock but knew he was likely spent and would settle for his fingers.

He slipped his index finger in halfway. Karen twitched just a little as the digit hit home.

"Is this ok, Karen?" Ricky asked without moving his finger. One of his pornos was titled 'Assgasm' and it had been very thorough in how to work-work-work that butt. He knew he had to start gently. Unless Karen turned out to be a freak, that was.

"No, don't stop! Get to two..." she moaned.

He knew she meant two fingers. He worked his index finger in and out more than 20 slow and steady times before he finally let his middle finger join the fun. There was resistance at first and Karen tensed slightly, but Ricky did not stop. Soon he had both fingers inserted to the hilt, working them in and out of her ass. He slowly moved the fingers of his other hand, three of them, inside her pussy, filling her completely.

Karen moaned and groaned loudly. Ricky could see her forearm moving faster and faster as she worked her clitoris. He felt her entire body tense as she started to shake, her orgasm no longer able to contain itself. When she lost full control he stopped his fingers, letting them remain inside her.

When she was still again he slipped them out slowly. They were clean (he had not known what to expect) and only a little greasy from the baby oil. He stood and leaned against his Karen's back, his half erect cock resting lightly at the top of her ass crack.

"So how was that?" Ricky asked lightly.

"Can't you tell? Feel." Karen reached her hand around and grabbed Ricky's hand. She pulled it around her and laid it against her heart. Ricky could feel the organ pounding like a sledgehammer as her breath tried to keep up with it.

"I guess it was good."

"You can say that again." Now Karen turned to face her nephew. "Now have to clean again," she traced his chest with a finger. They redirected the water and rinsed each other off with only their hands so their skin absorbed some of the rich oil. Finally, Karen said sweetly, "I need some lady time in the bathroom. Why don't get you get dressed and make us a snack?"

Ricky's stomach rumbled at the mention of food. He had not realized how hungry he was. "Sure, what do you want?"

"Popcorn with butter and honey!" she said excitedly. It was a favorite of their family, and even Ricky made it well despite his lack of general talent in the kitchen.

His mouth watered. "Your right, that sounds good."

Karen smiled. "Keep the honey handy. Later tonight, we'll have desert and have to wash off again."

Once he dried and dressed, Ricky made the popcorn. The kernels were tossing in the butter and honey when he heard the shower turn off. Once the food was ready, he moved into the living room, putting the popcorn on the coffee table in front of the sofa. Once he sat, he realized how truly exhausted he was. His eyes immediately began to droop and his body relaxed deeply into the soft fabric of the couch.

Ricky was close to sleep before the sound of the phone awoke him. He answered and talked to his Mom for a few minutes. She was having an ok trip and would be home the morning after next. She told him to mind his aunt—he laughed when he really thought about that—and promised they would do something fun the night she got back.

She asked him about Karen, and he for a moment lost his voice. What would she think if she knew? Would she never look at him the same again?

"She is getting out of the shower. We went swimming." Ricky did not often lie to his Mom, but this one came easily enough. They had been swimming, only earlier than he intimated.

When he hung up, he felt Karen standing behind him in the doorway to the kitchen. Without turning around he said, "Mom says hi. Hopes you are feeling better."

"How could I not be?" Karen said from behind him. She quickly moved to sit next to him. It was hot, and she was only wearing the bikini bottom and a tank top with no bra. Ricky himself had only put on a pair of gym shorts and a plain white t-shirt.

"Ready for the movie?" Ricky asked.

"You bet, hand me that and let's see if you make it as good as your Mom," Karen said as she pointed at the popcorn. She took a giant sticky handful and ate all but one piece. "Yummm," she said hungrily, her sweet tooth not satisfied quite yet. Grinning, she laid back a little, popping the last piece of popcorn into her belly button. She then looked at Ricky and raised her eyebrows luridly.

Ricky took the hint and bent over, wrapping his lips around her belly button and lightly sucking the popcorn into his mouth. She flinched a little at the sensation. He leaned in to lift her shirt higher and she pushed him back softly.

"Later. We gotta rest up. Besides, I want to watch this movie," she explained, "or at least all of it until it gets boring."

Ricky just shrugged and sat back. He was still horny, amazingly, but he could wait. A full day and two more nights remained during which he could to do whatever he wanted with—and to—Karen.

It was about 3:30 pm and a little more than two thirds through the movie when Karen's phone rang. She looked at the cell and frowned. Ricky knew it was her dickhead husband, the guy he had once called Uncle. She looked at him knowingly before she left the room with the phone. Ricky paused the DVD and went to stand outside for a moment while she got the unpleasantness over.

He couldn't help but fantasize about fucking her everywhere in the backyard. The diving board, the cool water and even the dirty and dusty shed were not off limits in his mind. His cock bulged in his pants.

Then he heard the back door open and Lisa was looking at him, disappointment plain on her face.

"He wants to get some more of his stuff from the house. I owe him that, at least. I have to go."

Ricky was disappointed. He had wanted to start pleasing her as soon as the phone call was over so she would forget having to even talk to him. "Want me to come with?" he offered."No. I don't want to fight in front of you. Besides, I just might start fucking you right there and then to show him what a big dick you have and how good it feels," Lisa said shockingly.

Ricky blushed a little at the compliment, not knowing what else to say.

"Aw, cute. Anyway, it's an hour both ways and I don't know what else I'll find to do. You are ok for the night if I don't come back, right?" she asked.

"Yeah. Got food and some money, plus the car. I'll be fine."

"Good," Karen said mostly to herself. Then she surprised Ricky by taking off her shorts and panties all at once in one movement. The tank top followed and suddenly she was completely naked in front of him.

"Don't you have to go?" Ricky asked.

"I told him I'd leave in 15 minutes. If I spend an hour fucking you, then leave, he will have to wait 45 minutes in his hot car to get his stuff. I think that's more than fair for such an asshole, don't you agree?"

Ricky agreed indeed. He dropped his pants; glad their yard was far enough away from the neighbors that they had privacy. His cock was already hard.

His fantasies about fucking Karen on the diving board and in the pool came true. Ricky supposed the shed would have to wait for later.

He watched her leave, a little disappointed. The last hour had been amazing, close to the awesomeness of the shower and even better than the original round of quick sex. In his fantasies he had often thought about having Kris naked in the pool, and they had been about to try it before the no sex week of their breakup. Karen had fulfilled a 10 year old fantasy for Ricky and she did not even know it.

Once she was gone, it was nearly 5:00. The sun would be up for a few more hours as it was summer, and Ricky decided to call Kris so he would not be bored. She was busy entertaining her best friend Jenny--who now lived out of town, so they did not get to visit often--and her boyfriend Tim, with whom Ricky was casual friends. Jenny and Tim had graduated from school the year before Ricky and Kris.

Jenny was a nice girl, but a little too flighty and flaky for Ricky's taste. She was tall, almost as tall as Ricky, and had a little bit of an oddly shaped body. Her legs and arms were skinny while she had a little bit of a big butt and stomach. She had breasts the same size as Kris, but they looked smaller on her taller body. Ricky thought she was cute, but he would take Kris over Jenny any day.

Ricky was about to tell them just to have fun by themselves when Kris asked quickly, "Hey, can we come swim?"

Even though he was tired as hell, Ricky thought it would be rude to say no. Kris was only looking for a way for them all to enjoy each other's company, after all. Ricky told her sure and to make sure she brought him a Crimson Cow from her Dad's massive stash of the super strong energy drinks.

They arrived about a half hour later. Kris and Jenny were both in their bikini tops—Ricky noticed that Jenny was borrowing one of Kris' tops—and they both made the tops look good. Tim was wearing a t-shirt and jean shorts and nodded and pounded fists with Ricky as he passed him in the doorway.

They went straight out to the pool and sat their towels out on the lawn. At first, Ricky and Tim played basketball in the pool (he had put a hoop out two years ago) while the girls sunned themselves. After a bit Kris said she was getting too hot and joined Ricky in the pool while Tim took the opportunity as an excuse to basically crawl all over Jenny on the lawn.

Ricky and Kris splashed around and played a bit, chasing each other through the pool. Finally, Kris cornered him and made him sit on the underwater steps at the far side of the pool, her back to the others and her chest blocking Ricky's view of the snogging couple.

Kris looked back to see Jenny and Tim making out on the lawn. She turned back to stare at Ricky with a wicked look in her eye. Ricky smiled back but was wondering inside if he could even perform again. His loins felt empty and were even aching just a bit after all the activity of the day.

Before he could say anything, Kris lifted the edge of her top down and pushed her breast to Ricky's mouth. With her back turned, she was sure the others could not see them. Ricky licked and sucked and did not say a word in protest. Hell, he wasn't going to say no, after all. Whether he could get it up was different story, he worried slightly.

Then she moved down to sit directly on his lap. She rubbed her herself against him, slowly humping him in a back and forth motion. The answer to his worries was obvious as his cock sprang to life. Kris just smiled and began to rub faster.

Letting his curiosity overcome him, Ricky leaned his head to the side to look at Jenny and Tim when he gasped. Before Kris could ask what was wrong, he held a finger up to her lips. She nodded and turned her head around, slowly.

Jenny was facing forward and straddling Tim, her back to Ricky and Kris. She had no top on. A few feet away the borrowed blue and purple bikini bra lay on the grass.

Jenny was reaching down between her legs and stroking Tim through his pants--he was obviously hard as she reached to rub the bulge against her pussy through the two layers of fabric.

Ricky had not noticed Jenny was wearing only a thong until now. Her butt was too big to borrow any of Kris' bottoms, so she had been forced to lie around in her underwear. The little rope seemed to outline her large butt cheeks perfectly, and Ricky could suddenly see the appeal of a bigger derrière. Ghetto booty could be hot.

He felt a grab and suddenly looked back to see Kris staring at him. For moment he worried she might be pissed, but then he saw the look in her eyes. She found it just as hot as he did, and she just wanted his attention back on her.

Then she nodded to herself like she had made a decision. Without saying anything he moved back a few feet from him. She grabbed the bottom of his shorts and began to pull them all the way off. Ricky was about to say they should go inside when he looked back to see Jenny leaning down in front of Tim. She was on her knees between his legs, her head moving up and down rhythmically. There was no privacy needed, apparently.

Just before he could be jealous of the blowjob Kris surprised him by taking his cock in to her mouth. He was shocked. She had given him just a few seconds of head a few times before, but only after he asked—near begged—her to do so. She never seemed to want or like to suck him off.

Now, not only was she enthusiastically sucking him, but she was doing a good job as well. She had her knees on the steps of the pool and was able to move how she wanted around Ricky's cock. She took him deeper and deeper as she licked and sucked, getting just over halfway after a few seconds.

Ricky had closed to his eyes, trying to just concentrate on the feeling, and was now considering laying all the way back when he heard Jenny say from close to him, "See. It's not hard to do. And look, he loves it."

Before he could react he felt Kris nod her agreement with his cock still in her mouth.

Jenny and Tim were now standing next to the pool, naked. Tim was hard and just a little smaller than Ricky, but not by much. Ricky guessed not all tall guys were hung like horses after all.

Jenny had perkier breasts and darker nipples than Ricky thought she would have, and the one thing that was different from Kris and Karen was that her pussy was shaved totally bare, exposing her folds clearly. Ricky liked the look.

"Get down there and sit next to him," Jenny ordered Tim. The lanky guy just smiled at Ricky and sat directly beside him. Jenny followed suit and got on her knees in the exact same position as Kris and began sucking Tim off side by side with her best friend.

Ricky would have exploded instantly had he not already gotten off so many times earlier in the day. Kris was doing an excellent job, finally paying him back for all the unrewarded cunnilingus he had performed for her.

Ricky could tell Jenny was far more practiced than Kris. Her head moved up and down more rhythmically, her hands were practiced at fondling and encircling Tim's cock and they seemed to cover inch of it as she moved. Kris was moving up and down less and only had one hand at his base, but he was not complaining.

Tim was leaning back with eyes closed as Jenny sucked on him. Suddenly Jenny looked up and saw Ricky starring right at her mouth as it worked Tim's cock. She smiled as much as she could and turned her eyes to watch Kris move her mouth up and down his shaft.

After another few seconds, Jenny reached over and pinched Kris, who stopped.

"Already?" Kris asked. Jenny nodded to her, and Kris turned to look at Ricky.

"Would you mind... if we switched?"

Ricky could not believe what he was hearing. "Seriously?"

"Well...Jenny has always wanted you and Tim wants me. You will be leaving soon. I have been waiting to get us all alone together ever since Jenny mentioned it a little while back.

Ricky looked at Jenny and Tim, who practically begged him to say yes with their eyes alone.

Ricky did not love the idea of seeing Kris with Tim, but he would be gone soon enough anyway. It wasn't like they were still an actual couple, after all. She would be knee deep (maybe fist deep, he thought) in college guys soon enough. He nodded.

Both girls smiled and changed positions in the water. Kris smiled back to Ricky before she gently put Tim in her mouth, his cock disappearing between her wet lips. Ricky took a moment to watch as her girlfriend gave head too another guy for the first time. It was a turn on, he found.

Jenny stroked Ricky for minute as he watched them, alternately sizing up his cock and watching Kris suck her boyfriend's cock. Then she wrapped her hands and lips around his shaft and started working. Ricky instantly looked back to her.

Both guys leaned back and let their ladies go at it. After a few minutes of only sucking sounds, they heard Tim begin to breathe heavily. Jenny stopped and they both turned and watched as Kris pulled her mouth off Tim and stroked with purpose. Tim shot his load all over the place, the droplets landings on her hands and arms as well as his chest and stomach.

Ricky had never been more turned on in his life, and it shocked him. The sight of Tim's cock in his girlfriend's hands was more than he could bear, and he came instantly and without much warning inside Jenny's mouth.

She allowed him to finish inside her mouth, holding the base of penis and squeezing just a little hard as he exploded. She sucked a little more--until he got sensitive--and then she stopped.

"Aw, no fair. He got come in your mouth!" Tim said teasingly.

Jenny just smiled. "Oh, you do it all the time. Besides... it was a really small load. Have you had sex in the last little bit, Ricky?" If only Jenny knew her teasing was the absolute truth.

Ricky had never figured she would notice. He smiled sheepishly. "It was a long, boring morning..." he lied.

Jenny just smiled. "We should have given you some warning, I guess. Tim could barely keep himself from exploding the moment he heard were all coming over here, and that we would be alone."

Ricky looked to Kris, who was sitting beside Tim. "How long have you planned this?"

"Well... it's a long story. Before you and I started to get physical, Jenny and Tim would come over to my place so they could get some privacy. Neither of them could sneak sex in their own house. I would...watch, and they would show me things," Kris explained, a little embarrassed.

"You asked to watch, liar," Jenny nudged her friend. Her breasts bounced alluringly when she did this.

"So I had seen them go at it, and once you and I started having sex... they wanted to watch us."

Jenny piped in. "You should even thank Tim. He was the one who convinced Kris to give you your first blowjob toady. Sorry I didn't let her finish you off, but I had too. Once she told me you were hung..." she trailed off.

Ricky just looked to Tim, who only shrugged.

"So you all have never...?" Ricky asked.

"What, fucked? Had a threesome?" Jenny said haughtily. "No, Kris would never agree, not while she was with you. Trust me, Tim begged."

"Only a little. But look at her! You are both so hot!" Tim said seriously.

"We wouldn't have done it this way, but you broke up, and I figured neither of you would mind." Jenny finished. "So we came this weekend to 'support' Kris. Once she said you guys were still friends with benefits, I had to ask her."

Ricky found he did not mind, and obviously Kris was happy. She was smiling ear to ear as Tim stroked her breast in the water. Ricky would have been jealous, but the events of the morning and afternoon with Karen made him think twice about judging his friends and former lover at all. Besides, he knew Jenny and Tim were wild; Kris had told him some of the things those two got up—or down—too.

"Now, boys, it's our turn." Jenny said happily, as if the moment had taken forever to come.

The girls both positioned themselves on the first stair just above the water line. They had to lean far back and lift their asses a little to do this but the act opened them up for the men completely.

Instinctively, Ricky turned to go down on Kris before Tim got there first. He watched his friend move his tongue in every possible direction against Kris' pussy, which swelled with blood at the treatment.

He turned back to Jenny to find her motioning him close with her finger. She dragged him forward and whispered into his ear, "I've played with myself thinking of this."

Ricky leaned back and smiled. So she really did want him. He gave a little shrug in his mind and leaned forward to eat Jenny's pussy. It was clean shaven, smooth even; she must have shaved just that morning. A few little razor bumps poked out, but Ricky did not notice or care, he was too busy enjoying Jenny's cleanly shaven pussy. She tasted cleaner than Karen or Kris, and even smelled a little better due to the lack of hair. He worked his tongue all over and was even able to lick some real sensitive spots he might have missed had she been hairy.

Then Jenny's clitoris swelled, and Ricky was amazed. The button was large, twice as large as he had seen before. It looked like the tip of a pinky finger from the edge of the nail it was so large. Ricky zeroed in on her swollen and fleshy clit as Jenny gave a loud gasp.

Tim stopped his own work for a moment and joked, "He found it."

Jenny and Kris just laughed a little as both young men returned to working the pair of ladies. A few seconds later, Jenny could not last anymore and pulled Ricky's face deep into her as she came against him.

"Hey, he won!" Kris said to Tim, who redoubled his efforts. In less than a minute Kris joined Jenny in orgasm.

They all hung around the pool, lounging nude for about a half hour afterwards. They wanted to fool around more, but Tim and Jenny had to get back to their apartment for school, which was 70 miles away. They all hugged and rubbed against each other suggestively as they parted.

"Next weekend, we go all the way," Jenny said as they walked out of the door.

Ricky and Tim just smiled as Kris laughed. "Only if you make it down here. Don't ditch me like the last two weekends.

Kris and Ricky kissed once, for a long moment, as the other two went ahead to the car.

"Thanks," Ricky said lightly to Kris.

"You had fun? Wasn't weird or too...perverted?"

Ricky shook his head. "It was great. I'm glad you had fun too."

Kris looked at Ricky intensely. "It was nice getting him off... but I wish I had let you come in my mouth. You seemed to really like that, and Tim always brags that Jenny does it."

"We still have time," Ricky said playfully, grabbing Kris' chest playfully.

"Hey, hey, haven't you had enough?"

"Nope." Ricky shook his head and leaned in to kiss Kris goodbye. She hugged him once more after and left to get into the car. As they drove off, Ricky realized that if only he had asked or put two and two together, they could have been swapping like this for months.

The rest of the night was boring and seemed to drag on for hours. Ricky could not even get up the energy to go out and hang out he was so beat. Karen walked into the door, stripped naked and jumped on him on the couch every time he looked at the unopened door. Finally, around 10, he made a simple dinner of Ramen and some leftover fried chicken. Later, he finished the movie he and Karen had watched before he fell asleep on the couch.

He dreamt he was with Karen, Jenny and Kris. All three of women took turns pleasing and pleasuring him. Ricky was even taking the reins and directing the sexy trio to do anything and everything he wanted.

The sex was feeling good, too good for a dream, he should have realized.

Suddenly, he felt a strange sensation. In the dream, he felt as if he was about to pee. He had had peeing dreams before, had even wet the bed because of them on the rare occasion. Hey, it happens to everybody.

The sensation increased. His mind would not take it anymore and he opened his eyes, blinded by the sunlight in the room.

Then he felt the movement below him and the sensation intensify even more.

He blinked his eyes to focus them and found that Karen was on her knees on his bed. He could see nothing but her hair as she sucked his cock.

It was the best way to wake up ever.