Staying with Aunt Cath Pt. 03

A few weeks after Cath's sister Penny's visit, Jenny and her Aunt were having a Saturday breakfast at Frankie's cafe.

"You got anything on today?" Cath asked. Jenny nodded;

"I'm going to spend a couple of hours at the library. I need to brush up for a class next week."

"Okay. What d'you want to eat tonight?" Cath asked.

"You?" Jenny replied, innocently. Cath screwed up her eyes, pretending to be angry and adopting a New York accent;

"Why I ougtha..." They both burst out laughing.

"No one's allowed to laugh in my cafe without telling me what's funny," said Frankie as she wiped down the table next to them.

"Junior here thinks she's funny," Cath said, winking at Jenny.

"And is she?" Frankie said, still wiping the table.

"That depends on if you have a dirty sense of humour," Cath replied. Frankie began to laugh and soon all three of them were crying with laughter. Frankie stood by their table as the laughter finally subsided.

"Do you guys have any plans for tonight?" Frankie asked.

"Not yet," Cath said.

"Good," Frankie replied, "why don't you come over for dinner? I've got a friend staying for the weekend and it'd be nice to have some company. I'm cooking a big pan of pasta; how's that sound?" Cath and Jenny looked at each other and nodded;

"Sounds perfect," Cath said, "we'll bring some wine."

"Done. See you around 7? Cath asked.

"Great," Cath replied. Frankie went off to serve a customer.

"Well that solves that," Jenny said. "Does Frankie live far?"

"Nah," Cath replied, "she's the other side of the pier; five minutes walk."

They finished their breakfast and waved to Frankie as they left,

"See you later, girls," Frankie called after them.

Jenny drove up to the university library and settled down at a desk. The place was almost deserted; no great surprise on a Saturday; and Jenny went to get the two books she needed to study. The only other desk was occupied by a girl who had a pile of books and a laptop. She was facing Jenny and the two desks in between them had been removed; Jenny could see them up against a wall with books piled up on them. Jenny put her two books on her desk and got her workbook out of her bag. Before she started work she decided that she needed a coffee. There was a vending machine in the hallway so she walked past the girl to get to it.

"Hi," said the girl as Jenny passed her desk.

"Oh, hi," Jenny replied. She stopped. The girl was very pretty with short, blonde hair. She was wearing a t-shirt and as she swivelled her chair, Jenny could see she also had on a blue pleated miniskirt and Doc Martens boots. The girl smiled up at Jenny,

"Don't normally get anyone else here on a Saturday; it's usually just me, until we get close to exams," she said.

"I'm just doing a bit of research for a class next week," Jenny said.

"Wow, you must enjoy your course then?" said the girl, smiling.

"I do. It's my first term and I want to do well," Jenny replied.

"A Fresher? Now you really do stick out. Most first years just want to get drunk and screw," said the girl, grinning. Jenny grinned back.

"I was just going to get a coffee; d'you want one?" Jenny asked.

"From the machine?" the girl asked, "it's foul stuff but beggars can't be choosers; white no sugar please."

Jenny came back with two plastic cups of coffee and put one on the girl's desk.

"Thanks; I'm Karen by the way."

"Jenny; nice to meet you, Karen," Jenny said, heading back to her desk.

She started working through the first book, taking notes in her workbook and using the second book to cross-reference the information. As usual, she was engrossed in her studies but she did look up to check on Karen every once in a while. The first time, the girl was walking towards the door marked Toilet. Jenny watched her walking away from her. The DM's gave her a great arse-wiggle and her little pleated skirt swung with it. Jenny smiled to herself and returned to her studies.

Half an hour later, Jenny looked up again. Karen was writing, her head down, concentrating on her notebook; but that wasn't what got Jenny's attention. She looked carefully below the desk down the room. Karen's legs were wide open and to Jenny's eyes, she wasn't wearing any knickers. After a few seconds, Jenny looked back down at her books so missed Karen looking up and smiling.

Jenny felt that she had done enough; she had gone through both books thoroughly and filled several pages in her workbook; she felt that she had a good understanding of the subject. She began to pack up and then returned the books to their shelves. She picked up her bag and walked over to Karen's desk.

"Right, I'm off," Jenny said. Karen swivelled her chair around to face Jenny again. She crossed her legs and smiled;

"Okay; it was nice to meet you," Karen said, "and thanks for the coffee."

"You're welcome," Jenny said, walking towards the door.

"I hope you enjoyed the view."

Jenny stopped, sure of what Karen had said but not sure of how to react. She turned to look back and was greeted by the sight of Karen with her legs wide open again, grinning at her. Jenny walked the six paces back to Karen and put down her bag.

"I did," Jenny said. She bent down and put her hand under Karen's chin, tilting her face up. She kissed her, open mouthed and forced her tongue into Karen's mouth. Karen responded, slowly, moving her tongue to meet Jenny's and kissing her back, her lips squeezing the younger girl's; she was so turned on.

Jenny reached down between Karen's legs, running a finger up her slit from bottom to top, and found her clit. She rubbed it and then brought her finger back up and broke the kiss. She slid her wet finger into Karen's hot mouth. The girl sucked hard, running her tongue around the finger and tasting herself. Jenny said, softly;

"We can't do this here; let's swap phone numbers."

Karen groaned in frustration, Jenny's finger still in her mouth.

They swapped numbers and kissed, hot and hard, before Jenny left, thinking; 'Well that was a fruitful study period.'

It was early afternoon when Jenny got back to Cath's. The house was quiet; Cath was out; so she lay on her bed, thinking of what had just happened. Karen was gorgeous and Jenny loved her sexy nature but she decided to wait a while before chasing her, just to see if the older girl's interest had been genuine or just a flirtation. Jenny decided to have a long soak in the bath with candles and bubbles, to get ready for dinner at Frankie's.

Jenny had been in the bath for half an hour and was dozing off when the door opened and Cath came in. She was wearing a shift dress which buttoned from top to bottom; although only four buttons in the middle were done up. She sat on the side of the bath;

"Hello, gorgeous;" Cath said, "how was your morning?"

"Interesting," Jenny replied, unable to take her eyes off Cath's legs as the dress opened up and fell away. Cath raised her eyebrows at Jenny's one-word answer.

"Study-wise, it was perfect; I got everything done and I feel on top of the subject," Jenny said.

"And?" Cath asked.

"There was only one other person in the library, another girl; she was already settled when I got there so I spoke to her when I went to get a coffee from the vending machine. Her name was Karen and she's in her third year; so, 20, 21?" Jenny said. Cath nodded, saying,

"Probably. What was she like?"

"Gorgeous; short, blonde hair, very pretty, t-shirt, good-size tits, a short pleated skirt and Dr. Martens." Jenny said.

"Good legs?" Cath asked;

"Oh, yes; long, toned and tanned," Jenny replied. She described what had happened, the walk, the swinging skirt, the open legs and the huge turn-on.

"Fuck, Jen; what did you do?" Cath asked, feeling herself getting turned on as she shifted position slightly. Jenny was aware that she could now see up Cath's dress to the red triangle of her knickers. She described how she had kissed the girl and then run her finger up her slit, rubbed her clit and then feeding Karen her finger.

"Oh, fuck, you dirty cow," Cath said, grinning, "then what?"

"Then I came to my senses and stopped. We swapped numbers and I left,"

"Are you going to get in touch?" Cath asked.

"I'll give it a few days, I think," Jenny replied. Cath stood up and leaned down to kiss her niece,

"Good girl," Cath said, sliding a hand down to fondle Jenny's tits. Jenny closed her eyes, enjoying being kissed and played with. Cath broke the kiss, grabbed a towel from the rail and put it on the floor. Then she knelt down on it, next to Jenny, and continued to rub her niece's nipples between thumb and forefinger, while still kissing her.

Jenny raised her hips in pleasure; she loved her nipples being played with; and moaned into Cath's mouth. Cath moved her right hand under the water and between Jenny's legs, seeking out her niece's slit. Jenny brought her own right arm up and out of the water, sliding her hand inside the top of Cath's dress and soaking her bra. It was Cath's turn to moan. She broke the kiss and slid two fingers into Jenny's cunt, using her thumb to rub the clitoris. Jenny squirmed, splashing water over herself. She grabbed Cath's left breast and could feel that the nipple was already poking at the thin material of the lacy red bra. As the material got more and more wet, the nipple got longer and harder. Jenny loved Cath's nipples; they were red and angry when her Aunt was fully aroused and they stood out in the middle of those gorgeous areola; beautifully big and brown.

Jenny tugged at the collar on Cath's dress, pulling her back into the kiss. She thrust her tongue into Cath's eager mouth, her saliva mixing with her Aunt's as the kiss became more passionate, more dirty.

Cath increased the ferocity of her assault on Jenny's cunt, adding a third finger and fucking Jenny with them, bending the knuckles and twisting them so that the vagina opened wider still. Jenny's hips bucked, causing the water to splash up to the edge of the bath but Cath didn't let up. She pounded her hand against Jenny's cunt, her fingers acting like a thick cock as they penetrated and rubbed and stimulated.

Jenny had never had an underwater orgasm before. She exploded in a torrent of cum and water, a frenzied flood of ecstasy. She thrashed and splashed the water, soaking Cath, the bath mat and the floor. Cath leaned back to avoid the worst of it, laughing as she did. She lost balance and ended up sitting on her arse in a pool of soapy water. Jenny breathed heavily, taking a while to come down from the orgasm. When she looked over at her Aunt, she laughed too. Cath was sitting with her hands behind her, her legs open and her nipples clearly visible through the soaking wet dress.

She looked good enough to eat.

Jenny lifted herself out of the bath and grabbed a large towel which she wrapped around herself. She knelt down between Cath's legs and ripped at the remaining buttons on the dress, popping them open in one movement. She put her fingers inside the top of Cath's knickers and pulled hard, forcing her Aunt to raise her hips involuntarily as the thin red material was pulled down her legs. Jenny threw them aside and lay down on the floor, the towel soaking up the water, her face up against Cath's cunt.

Cath locked her fingers behind her niece's head and pulled, forcing Jenny's nose and tongue into her wet cunt. Jenny licked and nibbled, eating Cath out in a frenzy, feeling her Aunt's juices on her face and bathing adding her own saliva to the heady mix. Cath tasted so delicious and Jenny could not get enough, greedily gorging herself on her Aunt's cunt.

Cath unlocked her fingers and gripped bunches of Jenny's hair. She could feel that she was close to orgasm but wanted it hard; hard and filthy. She growled at her niece;

"Fucking come on; lick harder; lick my wet cunt; make me cum." She pushed her hips into Jenny's face, rubbing herself up and down so that Jenny's nose flicked her clit, over and over.

"Yes! Yes!" Cath screamed, throwing her head back as the wave of ecstasy flooded through her body, "Oh, fuck, yes!" Her body jerked and bucked as the orgasm overwhelmed her.

Jenny's mouth was filled with sweet cum, flooding her nostrils and spurting down her chin. She lapped and licked, not wanting to lose a drop of the gorgeous liquid. Cath finally let go of her hair and Jenny exploded, spluttering, struggling to breathe as she sucked in huge gulps of air, Cath's cum streaming out of her nose. Suddenly, Cath had swivelled around and was licking her own cum off Jenny's face, cleaning her niece and kissing her so that they could swap her juices between them.

Slowly, they both calmed down; their breathing returning to normal. Jenny pushed herself up and fell into Cath's arms as her Aunt leant back against the bathroom wall. They both surveyed the carnage of the bathroom; water all over the floor, wet towels and a sopping bath mat amongst the soap suds and water running down the side of the bath. Cath looked down at herself; her dress soaked and open; her niece sitting between her open legs, naked; her towel long discarded, her tits glistening with water drops, her hair matted, her face red and shining.

"Fucking hell, Jen," Cath whispered, "what the fuck was that?"

Jenny began to laugh;

"You started it," she said defensively. They both giggled at themselves. Jenny twisted round so that she could kiss her Aunt;

"Come on," she said, getting to her feet, "we need to clean this up." She helped Cath to stand up and her Aunt suddenly screamed;

"Shit," she yelled, looking at her watch; "It's six thirty." They stared at each other, suddenly remembering they had to be at Frankie's in half an hour.

"Leave this," Cath said, "there isn't time. Come on, shift Jen."

They ran into their rooms, Jenny towelling herself and Cath pulling off her wet dress on the landing. Jenny pulled on a pair of white knickers and a black bra and picked out a red blouse from the wardrobe. Then she found her favourite straight tennis skirt and tucked the blouse into it, before adding her white pumps to the ensemble. She brushed her hair carefully and then blow-dried it before adding a white hair-band. Finally she applied some light makeup and red lipstick before checking herself in the full length mirror. Her legs looked toned and tight in the short white skirt. She undid one more button on the red blouse, exposing the lacy top of the black bra.

She looked hot and she knew it.

She checked the time; ten to seven, and called out to Cath;

"Ready?"

"Nearly," came the reply. Jenny walked to the bathroom and picked up the towels, squeezing them out into the sink, before hanging them over the edge of the bath. She picked up the bath mat and hung it over the towel rail, which she turned on. Cath came in and said,

"Bless you, love, thanks. Will I do?" Jenny turned and looked her Aunt up and down. She was wearing a loose pink linen shirt, unbuttoned enough to reveal a pink bra underneath. The shirt hung outside a blue miniskirt and she wore wedge sandals on her feet. Her hair was up which accentuated her long neck.

"You look gorgeous," Jenny said, "come on, let's go."

They walked along the seafront then turned into Frankie's road. Cath checked her watch again;

"One minute past," she announced, "not bad seeing as you made me forget the time." She playfully smacked Jenny's arse;

"Bitch," Jenny replied, grinning. She rang the bell at No.5.

Frankie opened the door and wolf-whistled at the two women on her doorstep.

"Look at you two," she said, looking them up and down, "you look good enough to eat." She winked at them, standing aside to let them in. As she stepped inside, Jenny could smell tomatoes cooking and hear soul music playing. Within seconds, Frankie had put a glass of white wine into her hand and was ushering her into the lounge, 'to meet my friend.'

Cath was right behind Jenny as Frankie put a glass of white into her hand as well.

Cath looked past her niece.

In the corner of the room stood a tall man. His dark hair was peppered with grey which gave him a distinguished look. He was clean-shaven and his face was lean and tanned. He was well built; no paunch, broad shoulders, toned biceps; and appeared to be in his late forties or early fifties. He was wearing an attractive paisley short sleeved shirt and a pair of white shorts which came down to just above the knee. His legs were toned and tanned and he wore blue and brown deck shoes on his feet. He was, in short, a very attractive man.

"Mark?" Frankie was saying," these are my two friends; Cath and her gorgeous niece, Jenny. Girls? This is my friend Mark."

The man stepped forward; a huge smile revealing a mouth full of perfect white teeth; and kissed Cath on the cheek, saying;

"It's great to finally meet you, Cath." He then turned to Jenny and took her hand in his, kissing it on the back, saying;

"Jenny; Frankie said you were beautiful; it's lovely to meet you."

"Grab a seat everyone; no standing on ceremony here." Cath sat on the sofa behind her and Jenny sat next to her. There was an armchair near the kitchen and Frankie sat there whilst Mark sat in an armchair by the window. He crossed his legs and picked up a glass of red wine which was on the small table beside him.

"So," Mark said, "I gather you're at uni, Jenny." She nodded, saying,

"Yes, started a couple of months ago."

"What are you studying?" Mark asked.

"Computing Sciences," Jenny replied.

"Blimey," Mark said, putting his hand out with the palm facing her, "don't bother explaining it; I wouldn't understand it anyway. I can barely turn my phone on."

Frankie and Cath laughed while Jenny smiled. A conversation started between the three older people about technology and their various levels of incompetence with it. Jenny watched the conversation going back and forth and smiled to herself. Everyone always assumed that her course was to do with the technology rather than what it was really about; software development, AI and how computers affect our day to day lives.

"Cath, Frankie has told me so much about you so I'm really pleased to finally meet you," Mark said. "It's so good of you to have Jenny staying for three years; that's a big commitment," Mark said.

"Well," Cath laughed, "it would be if she was staying for three years but she'll go home for the holidays, which seem to be endless. Anyway, she's great company and we get on really well," she said, resting her hand on Jenny's arm. Mark nodded and smiled, sipping his wine.

"So, Mark; you seem to know a lot about me but I know nothing about you. How did you two meet?" Cath asked. Mark looked over ar Frankie who smiled back at him.

"We used to work together," Frankie said, looking Cath in the eye, "in fact, Mark was the first person I met at work; he helped me so much and we became good friends. When my husband went off with Melissa, my best friend, Mark was there for me and helped me with lots of legal stuff." She smiled at Mark who raised his glass to her.

"So you were in porn too?" Cath asked Mark, realising she was stating the obvious.

"I was, yes," Mark replied.

"How did you get into it?" Cath asked. She knew Frankie's story but had never met anyone else from that business.

"Short version;" Mark said, "I was studying Law at Oxford when another student told me that he had done a couple of shoots and gave me a guy's phone number. One night, after too much wine, I phoned the guy and 48 hours later I was fucking Melissa Trent and getting paid for it. I did both things for a while but the money was too good to keep turning down for my studies so I chucked in the degree and became a porn actor full time. After a year I was booked for a scene with a new talent who turned out to be Frankie. We got on great, lived near each other and enjoyed working together so we became friends. And here we are."

"Wow," Cath said, turning to Frankie, "we've been friends for years; how come you've never mentioned Mark before?" Frankie looked at Cath and smiled;

"There's a code in the industry that you don't talk about other talent to any outsiders unless they give you permission. Mark has only just retired and now feels happy to talk about it; within reason."

"What d'you mean, 'within reason'?" Jenny asked.

"I choose who I talk to about it; it's on my terms. It's not up to others to talk about me behind my back unless I say they can," Mark said, carefully. Jenny thought for a few seconds before she asked him,

"That means you must trust us without having ever met us?"

Mark smiled at Jenny, tenderly;

"You're absolutely right," he said, "I'm taking a bit of a risk, but Frankie loves your Aunt and adores you and I love Frankie so," he shrugged, "I trust you."

Jenny smiled back at him and nodded her approval. He raised his glass at her and she thought that any tension had been let out of the room like the air out of a balloon. Frankie jumped up, shouting,

"My ragu!" as she disappeared into the kitchen.

"D'you want a hand, love?" Cath called after her, getting up without waiting for an answer. The sounds of pots and pans began to mix with the music coming from the kitchen, along with the laughter and swearing of the two friends.

Mark stood up and pointed at the sofa next to Jenny, raising his eyebrows. She smiled and he walked over and sat beside her.

"Know what?" he whispered. She looked at him as he turned to look at her. "I think you and me are going to be good friends."

"I'd like that," Jenny replied. They chatted about Brighton and her family and the university and her friends.

"What do you do now?" Jenny asked.

"I buy and sell boats," he said, "I've got a little business at the marina which keeps me busy," he replied.

"Do you need to work?" she asked. He raised a quizzical eyebrow at her. "I mean did you make a lot if money from porn?" Jenny wondered if that was a bit cheeky.

"Sorry," she said, "that was a very personal question." He laughed.

"That's okay," he replied, "I did alright. Not as good as the female talent though."

"Why's that?" Jenny asked.

"No one looks at porn to see me," he replied, grinning. "They turn on to look at Melissa Trent and Frankie Lush. So the girls get the big bucks, fair enough. But I did okay; enough to buy my business and my house. Most guys aren't so lucky."

"Come and get it while it's hot," Frankie yelled from the kitchen.

"You've said that before," Mark shouted back. Frankie cackled her filthy laugh and Mark helped Jenny up.

The meal was hearty and delicious; the wine flowed and the conversation was funny and raucous. When the dishwasher was loaded up, they all moved back into the lounge, all three women squeezing onto the sofa and Mark sitting on the thick white rug in front of them. Frankie changed the music to some slow songs, lit some candles and dimmed the lights; Jenny could feel herself getting a little drunk. She put her glass down on the table beside her and snuggled into Cath.

Cath was enjoying Frankie stroking her leg. She was getting turned on and she was so comfortable in Frankie's home, with these three people and the music. Frankie was talking to Mark but when there was a lull in the conversation, Cath reached over and pulled Frankie towards her. Frankie smiled at her and Cath began to kiss her friend. The kiss was slow and sexy and hot.

Mark watched, loving seeing the two women so comfortable that they could kiss in front of him.

Jenny realised that she was rather crowding the other women on the sofa so got up. Mark was lying on his side on the luxurious rug, his head propped up on his right arm and hand. He looked up at Jenny and smiled, his eyes sparkling in the candlelight, and patted the rug in front of him. Slightly nervous, she crouched down and then lay down in front of him, facing the sofa; a cushion under her head. Without thinking about it, she snuggled into him, enjoying the feeling of security and safety. He draped his left arm down her thigh and they watched Cath and Frankie kissing.

Frankie felt like she was melting into Cath's arms, her head resting against those glorious tits. Cath shifted slightly to the right to give them more room and Frankie twisted so that she was lying on Cath's thighs, her head facing upwards. Cath could bend down just enough to kiss her friend and she eased her tongue into Frankie's mouth, enjoying the warmth and the feel of the contact. Then, Frankie's tongue found hers and the kiss became much more passionate; much more sexual.

Jenny couldn't take her eyes off her Aunt; she was such a sensitive lover but could also become fiery and filled with a burning desire for sex. Frankie? Jenny had only heard Cath's stories of how uncontrollable she could be in bed, wanting everything hard and fast; so this was a new, tender side to her, at least as far as Jenny knew.

"Do you like watching them?" Mark whispered in her ear, his hot breath blowing the tiny hairs and making her shiver with pleasure. She nodded.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" he whispered.

Cath stroked Frankie's upturned face, smiling down at her friend. Frankie lifted her neck, keeping her face upturned, yearning for Cath to kiss her again. Cath leaned down and licked Frankie's cheek, her long tongue tracing from the ear across to her mouth. Halfway, Frankie could stand the anticipation no longer and turned her head to devour the tongue and suck it into her mouth. Their lips were locked; Frankie had got her kiss.

"How do you feel about me having my hand on your leg? Are you okay?" Mark whispered. Jenny nodded.

"That's good," he said. He stroked her thigh, the ends of his fingers causing her to stop breathing for several seconds as they tickled and tingled their way up and down; each time getting closer to the hem of her skirt. When she finally breathed out, her breathing was heavy.

"Do you like men?" Mark asked. "Frankie told me you like girls; women; but I don't know if you've been with any boys." Jenny wondered how to respond for a moment but she decided that being honest was going to be the best thing;

"I've had a couple of boyfriends but only had sex twice," Jenny said, not taking her eyes off Cath and Frankie. Then she realised that she needed to qualify herself;

"Sex with a boy, that is."

He felt her settle back into him a little more. She seemed comfortable with him; not intimidated. He liked her.

Cath undid the top button of Frankie's shirt. It revealed a black bra under the red shirt. She undid the next button and the next one and then slid her left hand inside, caressing Frankie's stomach. She leaned down and kissed her friend again, moving her hand up inside the red shirt and using the tips of her fingers to trace the pattern on the black bra, feeling when they were raised up by the nipple and Frankie moaned into her mouth. She traced her fingertips around the nipple, teasing the tip of it with her thumb and feeling it grow. She broke the kiss and took Frankie's tit into her hand, squeezing gently before moving her hand up to the edge of the bra-cup and using her fingertips to trace along the edge, knowing how sensitive Frankie was there but teasing her all the same.

Frankie arched her back, pushing her chest up, willing Cath to put her hand inside the black bra, to cup her breast and tease her nipple; to feel her friend's hand on her tit. Cath took the hint and slid her hand inside the warm bra, cupping Frankie's gorgeous tit and then taking the hard nipple between her thumb and forefinger and rolling it, pinching it gently and pulling it.

Jenny watched her Aunt playing with Frankie and could feel herself getting wet. She could also Mark's left hand getting more adventurous but she was in no rush; the buzz from the wine was chilling her out and the scene in front of her was keeping her satisfied. She had no idea how the night would progress but she was in no rush.

Mark had now moved his hand to the hem of Jenny's tennis skirt. Occasionally he would ease his hips back to make room for his hand to feel the back of her thigh but he was in no rush; going at Jenny's pace was the most important thing.

Frankie suddenly sat up and pulled off her shirt, tossing it off the end of the sofa. Then she leaned forward, offering Cath her back. Once again, Cath took the hint, undoing Frankie's bra which it's owner pulled off and threw on top of her shirt. Frankie lay back down, using Cath's thighs to prop up her upper torso, and closed her eyes again. Cath smiled; her friend was ready for Round Two.

Cath leant down again and kissed Frankie with her full, open mouth. She sucked and caressed Frankie with her lips and Frankie responded, reaching up for Cath's face and neck, forcing the kiss to become even more passionate, even more invasive. Frankie's moans mixed with Earth Wind & Fire's, After the Love Has Gone, to raise the sex levels in the room. Jenny pushed her hips back into Mark's lap as she was turned on by the sheer eroticism of what she was watching. Mark responded, gently easing his hips forward so that his erection met the cleft in Jenny's arse. She relaxed, moving her hips back to where they had been but immediately turned on by the feeling of the rock-hard cock behind her.

Cath, caressed Frankie's tits, kneading and massaging them before taking the left one into her mouth. She pulled away and dribbled a string of saliva onto the areola before diving back down to lubricate the nipple with her spit. Frankie arched her back in ecstasy, moaning again. Cath concentrated her oral activity on Frankie's eager tits but slowly slid her hand down her friend's stomach and under the waistband of the black trousers. Frankie immediately grabbed the fastener, flipped it open and pulled down the zip. With the same hand she grabbed Cath's wrist and pushed it further down towards her cunt, gripping it tight until she felt a finger on her aching clitoris. Once she was satisfied that Cath understood the urgency of the situation, she let go of her wrist and let her hand drape across her own thigh.

Jenny watched as her Aunt got to work on Frankie's tits, knowing exactly what that would feel like and yearning for it to be her turn. The speed at which Frankie undid her trousers and forced Cath's fingers into her cunt took Jenny by surprise and she was momentarily distracted by wondering if that was something Frankie had learned during her porn days.

Cath worked on Frankie's clit like it was a familiar friend; she knew exactly where the button was and how to press it to get the maximum effect. Frankie's hips came right off the sofa as she screamed;

"Oh, fuck, Cath! Right there. Right fucking there!"

Mark grinned to himself at the familiar shout. He had caused it himself, many times; it was one of the things that had got both of them so much work; her wanton abandonment during sex, and his ability to press every single button that she had. He eased his fingers up under Jenny's skirt, raising the cotton material with the back of his hand, and finding the knickers underneath. He could tell that Jenny was engrossed in what was happening on the sofa so, when his fingers encroached inside her knickers, she didn't flinch. He kept his hand on top of her thigh and hip to start with, still not wanting to change the pace of the experience, but teasing the bone of her pelvis just enough to intimate things to come.

Jenny was transfixed by her Aunt and Frankie. Cath was now fully finger-fucking Frankie's cunt and the former porn star was in heaven; bucking her hips, holding onto Cath's neck and swearing like a trooper.

"Fuck me harder; that's it, really fuck my cunt you bitch. I want to cum in buckets; I want to fucking soak your fucking fingers 'til they drip with my cum. HARDER! FUCK ME HARDER!" Cath responded, her hand a blur as her fingers, hidden under Frankie's clothing, pounded her friend's cunt. She'd got all four in by now, with her thumb flat on the clit and rubbing that in circles, hard and fast.

Frankie exploded. Her whole body seemed to rise as wave after wave of ecstasy flooded through her. She sat up, unable to control her body as it shuddered with sexual pleasure. Cath kept her fingers in place as they were flooded with cum. Slowly Frankie recovered as her breathing returned to normal.

"Fuck, Cath," she said, "that was amazing." Cath fed her fingers into Frankie's mouth, one by one; each of them licked sensually clean. When she was finished Frankie whispered;

"I want you to sit on my face."

Cath stood up and took off her pink shirt while Frankie unzipped the blue miniskirt. Cath unhooked her bra and Frankie pulled down the pink thong Cath was wearing. Cath kicked off her sandals and she was naked. She turned her attention to Frankie, pulling off the trousers and black knickers in one go. Frankie lay down on the sofa and Cath got on top, her knees either side of her friend's shoulders. Slowly she lowered herself down and Frankie reached up to grip Cath's upper thighs. She plunged her tongue into Cath's wet cunt.

"Cath's got amazing tits," Mark whispered into Jenny's ear. Jenny just nodded, her eyes fixed on her Aunt as she moved her hips, grinding her cunt into Frankie's face.

Cath grabbed her own tits, pinching the nipples and then lifting them up so she could lick them herself, tracing her tongue around her areola and sucking the nipples.

"Oh, fuck, that's hot," whispered Mark. He pushed his hips into Jenny and she reached behind her, finding the large lump in his shorts and gripping it with her left hand. He moved his fingers closer to her mound but not daring to touch it until he was properly invited. Jenny let go her grip and returned her arm to the front of her.

Cath looked at Jenny and smiled, moving her head to indicate that her niece should join her. Jenny got to her feet, walked over to Cath and kissed her.

"Why don't you get that tongue working on Frankie, darling?" Cath said. She rocked backwards and forwards a little, as Frankie began to use her fingers, probing the lips of Cath's cunt, opening them wider so that she could use her tongue on them as well.

Jenny kissed Cath again and turned to look at Mark. She began to undo the buttons on her blouse, starting at the top and holding Mark's gaze the whole time. When the red blouse was undone she pulled it out of her skirt. The she undid the cuffs, still staring at Mark, and slid the blouse off her shoulders. She rubbed her tits through the black bra, licking her lips as she looked at Mark. He stood up. Jenny turned her back to him; he reached out and undid the bra and she turned back to face him. He gently slipped two fingers underneath each bra-strap and eased it off her shoulders, dropping it to the floor. Jenny moved back and pulled off her white pumps. Then she bent forward and put her hands under the white tennis skirt and pulled on the white knickers, easing them down her thighs and stepping out of them. She moved to the end of the sofa; the opposite end to Cath, and knelt down. She lifted Frankie's thighs up and eased a cushion underneath. Frankie pushed with her feet, raising her hips off the sofa so that Jenny could move the cushion under her arse. Jenny turned her head to look at Mark.

Mark undid his shorts, letting them slip to the floor. Then he kicked off his deck shoes and took off his briefs. The paisley shirt was last and by the time Jenny turned her head to look at him, he was back in the same position on the rug that he'd been when she had stood up. Except now he was naked and was stroking his cock.

Jenny smiled to herself as she turned back to Frankie. She had left her short skirt on especially for Mark. She lifted Frankie's right thigh and got underneath it. Frankie draped it over Jenny's back and Jenny began to eat her cunt, knowing that, from his prone position, Mark could see right up her skirt.

Cath knew she was about to cum but was trying to prolong the pleasure as long as possible. Frankie had her fingers up in side Cath's cunt, either side of her tongue, and was probing and licking so feverishly that Cath could hold on no longer. She rode Frankie's face like she was riding a horse and she yelled as she came, throwing her head back and growling in ecstasy.

Frankie didn't let up; she swallowed as much of Cath's cum as she could; the rest ended up covering her face or dribbling out of her mouth and down her cheeks. She knew she wasn't finished and that she could bring Cath to orgasm again, if she worked hard; but now she had a huge distraction; Jenny's tongue and fingers wete in her cunt and it felt amazing. She was determined to make Cath cum again but every time that Jenny found a new point of pleasure, Frankie stopped licking and sucking Cath just so she could drown in her own pleasure.

Gradually the pressure grew and as fast as Frankie ate Cath out, Jenny was tongue-fucking Frankie. Jenny could feel Frankie's delicious juices were flowing faster and faster so she added two more fingers to the mix; enough to tip Frankie over the edge;

"Fuck," yelled Frankie, pushing her head back into the sofa hard enough so that she could yell; "fuck, fuck, fuuck." She bucked and jerked and flooded Jenny's mouth with her cum. Jenny drank it in and swallowed it down, trying not to choke, there was so much. Frankie kept her fingers inside Cath, even though her tongue had stopped licking so that she could yell. Within thirty seconds of Frankie's orgasm, Cath was cumming again, covering Frankie's face in her juices for a second time.

Cath fell forward onto Frankie just as Jenny surfaced from Frankie's cunt. Cath's face was on top of Jenny's so she licked it, tasting her friend's cum from her niece's left cheek and nose. When she recovered enough, Cath raised herself up so that she could kiss Jenny, their tongues eagerly licking and sucking each other's mouths and swapping the taste of Frankie's cum for as long as they could.

Eventually, Cath climbed off her friend and knelt on the floor, licking Frankie's face and kissing her hot mouth. Jenny watched as she gently rubbed Frankie's clit with her thumb. She turned her head to look at Mark and breathed in sharply.

Mark's cock was huge.

Mark was getting so turned on by watching the three women in front of him; Cath's tits were spectacular and she was such a vivacious, sexy woman; Frankie was one of his favourite people in the world, and he loved watching her have sex; and Jenny, sweet Jenny. He knew that she had left her little skirt on just for him; even at her tender age, she knew what turned men on; she must have watched some porn. He watched her lean right over to lick Frankie's slit, exposing her own slit to him. He began to stroke his cock, very slowly; years in the porn business meant that he knew exactly how to control his erection and his ejaculation. By the time Jenny turned to look at him he was at full strength, his long, thick cock with its red head and prominent veins, nearly twice as long as the width of his hand that was wanking it. As Jenny stared at it, he let it go, proud that even though he was lying on his side, it stood perfectly erect.

Cath and Frankie were sitting on the edge of the sofa, Frankie whispering to her friend. She turned to Mark and crooked her finger in the universal, 'come here' gesture. Mark stood up and sat between the two women, sliding down so that he could lean back and still have his arse on the edge of the seat. Frankie turned and kissed him, their tongues dancing, porn-style. Cath took his cock in her hand, her eyes wide, staring at the sheer beauty of it. She formed a mouthful of saliva and dribbled it down onto the head, spreading it down the shaft with her right hand. Then she opened her mouth and took the head into her mouth. She closed her tongue underneath it, pushing it against the roof of her mouth and sucking hard. Mark lifted his hips in appreciation; 'fuck,' he thought; 'that's amazing.'

Jenny had taken Mark's place on the rug, sitting facing the three of them, her legs open wide in front of her, her left arm behind her, supporting her weight and her right hand finger-fucking herself. She was watching her Aunt intently, watching her throat throb with the effort of sucking hard on Mark's cock which she occasionally took out and covered in saliva again before sucking it back in again. Her hand gripped the base of it, her fingers and thumb only just meeting around it's girth.

Frankie had stood up on the sofa, climbed astride Mark and had lowered herself onto his mouth. He eagerly took her flaps into his mouth, sucking and licking them before pushing his tongue inside her, causing her juices to run again.

Jenny was getting close to an orgasm. She concentrated on her clit, her forefinger circling it and rubbing it hard. She let out a low moan of satisfaction as she threw back her head and felt herself cum, pushing her fingers inside to soak them in her own juice.

Cath moved slightly to her left so that she could continue to work Mark's cock but watch Jenny at the same time. She saw her niece throw her head back and heard the moan; she watched her push her fingers inside her wet slit and then pull them out, feeding them into her own mouth to suck and lick her cum from them. When Jenny's convulsions had subsided she opened her eyes to find Frankie leaning over her.

Frankie orgasmed so easily sitting on Mark's face; she'd done it so many times before and he knew exactly how to make it happen to order. With her cunt dripping cum she got off the sofa and moved towards Jenny. As the girl opened her eyes from her own orgasm, Frankie settled down beside her and began to kiss her hard and passionately. She took Jenny's face in her hands, broke the kiss, and looked into her eyes.

"How would you feel about having Mark's cock inside you?" she asked. Jenny's eyes widened. She had guessed that this was coming but, now she had seen the size of it, she was unsure; excited but unsure. She nodded, nervously.

"Don't worry; we'll help you. He's done this with new girls many times before. He won't hurt you; he really likes you," Frankie said. She turned to look at Cath who winked at her. Frankie nodded and Cath stood up. Frankie got up and walked over to the sofa. She bent down, kissed Mark and then whispered in his ear.

"Be gentle with Jenny; she's very special."

Mark got up and walked over to Jenny, holding out his hand. He pulled her up and kissed her, very tenderly.

"Trust me, okay?" he said, "I'll be gentle and we'll go at your pace; you decide how far in I can go and you'll support yourself with your knees and your legs so, if it gets too much, you just push yourself up. How does that sound?"

"I want you," Jenny said, reaching up to pull him down into a kiss.

Mark lay down on the sofa, his cock still almost fully erect. Frankie showed Jenny how she should kneel astride him.

"Right, darling," Frankie said, "this is your position. Mark will move underneath you to get into the right position for him to penetrate you without hurting you but you'll be in control because you can lift up at any time, as much as you want."

Frankie knelt down on the floor beside them while Cath stood just behind her niece. Frankie stroked Mark's cock as it lay erect on his stomach and then lifted it up towards Jenny's wet cunt. She rubbed the head gently along the length of Jenny's slit, lubricating it with Mark's pre-cum as well as Jenny's own juices. Slowly she eased the tip inside and she nodded.

"Right, darling," Cath said, " lower yourself down just a tiny bit, very slowly." Jenny eased herself down by just an inch or two, feeling the head slide up inside her.

"That's enough," Cath said, "now just get used to that feeling. Tighten your muscles around it, and release; then tighten again and release. How does that feel?"

"Amazing," Jenny said, nodding.

"Good. Now, ease down a little bit more, very slowly," Cath said. Jenny lowered her hips another two inches where the girth of the cock became thicker and stopped.

"Now," Cath said, "do you feel wet enough to move back up and slide down to this point?" Jenny nodded. She raised herself up slowly and then eased back down, judging the four inches by instinct. She felt stretched but no pain. She tried again and the second time was easier.

"Good. Now lower down by another two inches, very carefully," Cath said. Jenny became aware that Frankie's tongue was licking the base of Mark's cock as well as her clit. She lowered herself again and then raised herself up. This time, when she repeated the movement, she increased the pace. By the third time, she had sunk about seven inches down the shaft and was comfortable with the size of the cock at her entrance as well as the depth it had got inside her.

Although she was taking it slowly, she was incredibly turned on.

Jenny began to ride Mark's cock up and down until she finally reached the base and could feel all nine inches filling her vagina. Mark began to encourage her, feeling that she was beginning to enjoy the experience.

"Oh, that's nice, Jenny," he said, "yes, tighten those muscles as you sink down; ooh, yes; that feels so good." She felt in charge; as if she was fucking him just as much as he was fucking her. She was now pusing all the way up so that just the tip was inside her before sliding down the full length of the shaft to the bottom. Her pace got quicker and the sensation inside her cunt became more intense. She could feel her juices flowing, helping to keep the cock lubricated as well as give her pleasure. She began to feel the intense pleasure as the cock went deeper and she leaned back slightly, changing the angle inside her, the tip rubbing against the upper wall of her cervix and causing a shivering sensation in her body. She was beginning to cum.

Frankie increased the ferocity of her licking, feeling Jenny's juices drip down Mark's shaft and eagerly lapping them up.

Cath was licking Jenny's tits, excited herself at the feeling Jenny must be having and knowing that she would have that gorgeous cock inside her own cunt before the night was over.

Jenny was cumming. She moved up and down feverishly, wanking the shaft with her tight muscles, pulling the skin down and then up; wanking him just as surely as she would have done by hand. As her explosion came she knew she had to keep going to satisfy him.

The orgasm tore through her body like a hurricane; it rattled every bone and contracted every muscle as she continued to ride that cock, hard.

Mark felt he was close. He was now meeting Jenny's falling hips halfway by pushing his own hips upwards, grunting as the feeling of ecstasy became overwhelming. As he reached the climax he dropped his hips just as Jenny lifted hers, thereby withdrawing from her just in time to flood his belly with his semen. Frankie grabbed his cock and wanked it hard, pushing more cum up the shaft and out, splashing Jenny's clit and lips as well as her own hand. Mark sank back down, his final jerks releasing the last drops of spunk.

"Fuck, that was hot," he said. Jenny sank down onto his upper thighs, exhausted with her efforts but as alive and sexy as she had ever felt. Cath kissed her, all over her face,

"Bloody hell, Jen! That was amazing," Cath said. She knelt down and licked a glob of spunk off Mark's belly. Then she stood back up and kissed Jenny, transferring the sticky, salty semen into her niece's mouth. Jenny swallowed it, savouring the taste and licking her lips.

Jenny climbed off the sofa shaking. Mark sat up and grabbed her shoulders, his face shining and a huge smile on his face.

"Where the fuck did you learn how to do that with your muscles?" he said, "that was amazing." He pulled her close and kissed her, his tongue filling her mouth.

"Fuck," he said, "I wouldn't want you anywhere near the porn world but you would get so much work fucking like that." He kissed her again.

Frankie then got in on the act, kissing Jenny and fondling her tits.

"That was so hot, darling. I could tell straight away by the look on Mark's face that you were special," Frankie said, "Cath; you need to invite me round for a threesome; I love this girl's attitude to sex."

Cath smiled like a proud Aunty.

"Now," she said, "you two get Mark hard again because I want that delicious fuck-stick inside me.

Twenty minutes later, after Frankie and Jenny had sucked and licked Mark's cock back to life, Cath was on the rug, on all fours, taking it into her wet cunt doggie-style.

Jenny was underneath her, licking Cath's clit while she was getting fucked; Frankie was at the other end, kissing Cath and fondling her tits. Cath came twice before Mark exploded inside her, his pelvis banging against her arse as he came. As he pulled out, Frankie grabbed his cock and licked it clean, dribbling cum down her chin. Jenny concentrated on her Aunt's cunt, sucking and licking Mark's thick cum out of it. She then kissed Cath, swapping the cum into Cath's mouth and then taking it back from her before swallowing.

The four of them collapsed in a heap on the floor; Mark and Cath breathing heavily while Frankie and Jenny kissed them in turn. When everyone had calmed down there was a silence for a few moments before Mark spoke;

"Same time next week then, girls?"