Abigail's eyes fluttered, she woke up and looked at the clock, it was a half hour later. She got dressed with a smile on her face, still feeling the pleasure of her orgasmic explosion. She eased open her bedroom door, and heard her Auntie Babs downstairs, working on preparing the evening meal. She crept downstairs, using the back staircase that led to the other exit. She didn't want her Auntie to know that she'd been upstairs, without her knowing. She walked around to the front door and walked in.
"Hi Auntie Babs!" she called out cheerfully.
Her Auntie turned to face her, and Abby felt her pussy pulse with a zing of heat. She immediately saw Barbara as she had been, the well-remembered images, mentally undressing her, seeing her naked body on her bed, thighs spread wide, fucking herself with that buzzing pole of pleasure. She saw her large breasts bouncing around, her hips thrusting up at that vibrator, and Auntie's shrieks and howls of pleasure as she came like crazy.
Smiling, Barbara replied, "Hello Abigail my dear. "
Abby was thinking about giving her Auntie another passionate smooch, but the sound of Richard's boots on the outside porch put that idea on hold. Richard came in and announced that the siding job on the barn needed another hour or so, and after dinner, he would finish it up.
Barbara was grateful, Richard was certainly proving how invaluable his youth and strength could be.
At the dinner table, Abby said she'd go out after dinner, and clean out the stalls.
Barbara had roasted a big pork loin late last night when the evening coolness had broken the heat of the day, and she was serving up big, tasty slices of cold pork, with homemade potato salad and her green bean casserole. Richard packed away a generous helping, and he was soon out the door, heading back to the barn. Abby followed soon after, heading for the stalls.
Barbara let out a sigh of relief, the dinner had gone normally, and both her niece and nephew seemed to be on less nervous, friendlier terms with her again. Perhaps it was just a lapse in judgment for Richard, what happened the other day.
Almost as if it had been waiting for just that thing, her mind conjured up the image. She saw it as if she were outside the action, watching him dry humping at her ass, watching him splatter his load all over the seat of her shorts. She tried to shake it off, but she couldn't stop it, her point of view was suddenly back in her body, the feel of his cock staying rock hard and eager, his hands cupping her breasts, fingers tugging and tweaking at her nipples in the way that really got her motor running.
The feel of her shorts loosened as he had lowered her zipper, sliding down her legs, pooling around her ankles. Even as her mind had been yelling at her to stop, stop it now, her body had betrayed her. She had stepped out of her shorts, so she could spread her legs wider, and her fingers had reached down and pulled aside the soaked panty crotch, her voice urging him on to fuck her, fuck her NOW.
Oh god, it was so wrong, her body had been nothing more than a lust-fueled furnace, but just the feel of his cock driving inside her, the feel of her aching pussy being split open, made her feel like she was alive again, she couldn't stop herself, she had thrust her hips back at him, getting every last bit of his cock inside her, and her pussy had shown no such hesitation, her warm wet muscles had eagerly milked his cock of every drop.
Oh fuck, remembering it, she was soaked again. She had her hand inside her shorts, teasing at the outline of her pussy, too lost in a haze of lust to realize that Richard had come back in.
Richard saw it, knew it was his chance, his dick rose like a crane on speed. He crossed the distance, wrapped his arms around her, and Barbara's eyes opened wide. She saw her nephew's face, and she didn't give a damn anymore. She grabbed his head and pulled his lips tightly against her. She felt his tongue licking at her lips, she eagerly let him in, and the feel of his tongue probing her mouth just threw more gasoline on the fire of lust that was raging inside her. He broke the tongue swirls of passion and picked her up. She felt like Scarlett O'Hara, as Richard carried her up the stairs just like Rhett Butler had done.
In her bedroom, Richard slowly stripped her, his eyes wide, his cock bulging as she was now totally naked in front of him. She felt a blush of heat as his eyes drank in the sight, her shoulder-length red hair, jade green eyes, big, succulent melons, a real redheaded muff, a nice curve to her hips, and very sexy legs.
Barbara eagerly stripped him down, and growled with need at the sight of his 8 inches of steel hard cock, seeing that hard, stiff rod so ready to plunder her. And all she wanted at this very moment was to be plundered. She was gushing, she needed to be fucked, NOW. She jumped on her back, spreading her thighs wide for him.
