This is another chapter in the continuing saga of Luther "The Root" Casey, a Midwestern college student with an impressive cock. Per usual, all characters are fictitious and of legal age.
And for readers interested in more stories about Lute, his aunts, and his mom, take a look at these:
-The Root and His Aunt Barbara
-The Root and His Aunt Lynn
-The Root's Mom Gets Nasty on Film
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Having become lovers, Lute and his Aunt Lynn kept in touch throughout his final year of college. And as his graduation approached, Lynn offered him a special graduation gift: A weekend with her in the city, including tickets for a Fleetwood Mac concert. Lynn was a big fan of the band, and Lute liked them too, so a date was set and Lynn booked them a room at a classy downtown hotel.
Lute didn't have any Friday classes and it was a mild early spring day as he drove his VW van to the city, rolling into town in the late afternoon, ready to reconnect with his sexy aunt. As he cruised along, his ten-inch cock stretched down his leg as he pictured her sexy body, short blonde hair, and her lovely face with its bright smile.
Moving through the familiar landscape, he recalled the last time he and Lynn had been together. She'd gotten him so insanely aroused by relating nasty details about his mother's sex life that she worked him into a complete lather. And then they fucked so hard and rough that she screamed at the top of her lungs when she came. And he did the same, sweating and bellowing as he pumped an epic load of cum onto her tits and face until she was splattered in spew. Aunt Lynn definitely knew how to get him riled up.
Lynn was his aunt by marriage. She was married to Jack, his dad's brother, and she and Lute had been given permission by her husband to include him in the intra-family relationships that crossed many lines of propriety but made for some provocative family gatherings.
Since they'd become lovers, Lute had discovered Lynn's lust for big cocks and her unabashed nastiness. He also learned that she liked it rough -- something neither Jack or Lute's dad Charlie did quite to her liking. She loved to be fucked like a lascivious slut, and Lute proved more than able to satisfy her lewd desires.
But during their post-coital pillow talks, he also learned more about the spouse swapping that had been going on for years between his parents and his aunt and uncle. They were, it turns out, quite the promiscuous family.
When Lute checked into their hotel he found that Lynn had already arrived. So when he got to the room he knocked lightly on the door before inserting his key.
"Come in!" came a soft reply. And when he entered he found Lynn seated in a comfortable chair by a window overlooking the city, a glass of wine in hand as soft classical music played in the background.
He hadn't seen Lynn since the previous summer, but she was just as comely as ever. Wearing a low-cut sweater that provided a nice introduction to her bounteous bosom, she gave him a sexy smile.
Dropping his bag as he crossed the room, Lute leaned down and joined with his aunt for a long kiss. Which then lead to another, and as their tongues intertwined he began fondling her big soft breasts, which elicited an appreciative moan from Lynn.
As they kissed and groped, she began stroking his crotch and undoing his pants. And once unfastened, Lute slid off his jeans and unleashed his cock, letting it stand thick and proud before his lover, arching up like a bayonet. Eager to get at his beast, Lynn began slowly running her tongue along its full length and gently sucking on its big helmet head.
"Oh, yes...yes," she sighed, taking a moment to admire the huge cock that was once again hers to relish.
Having shed her panties earlier in preparation for Lute's arrival, she slipped off her sweater and undid a sheer white bra, letting her succulent tits flop against her chest. Topped with big pink areolas and wide nipples, they had just the right amount of heft and sexy sag that Lute loved.
Knowing what he liked, Lynn leaned forward and wrapped her breasts around his shaft, and while he slowly tit-fucked her, she sucked on his knob each time it emerged from her cleavage.
With the soft music and afternoon light creating a sultry scene, the couple continued their languid foreplay and exchanged few words, instead looking at each other with steamy smiles, taking in the full measure of each other's bodies. There was no rush. They had all weekend to become reacquainted.
Dropping a wad of spit into her tit crevasse to provide additional lubrication, Lynn gripped the sides of her breasts and wrapped them around Lute's veiny tool, working his cock into her mouth as it paused on each upward stroke. She then pulled off with a trailing string of mucous that connected like a power line between her mouth and his slick organ, and then glomped back on for more.
Lynn knew her way around a big cock. Over her years with Jack she'd learned how to control her gag reflex, allowing her to take all of his burly meat down her throat. And though Lute's cock was longer than her husband's, with a fatter girth to boot, she was nonetheless able to take in all of his ten inches. A feat rivaled by only a few of his other lovers.
Looking down at Lynn while she deep-throated his tool, Lute grabbed the back of her head and eased his cock even deeper into her stretched maw, which she took in like a carnival sword swallower.
"You're amazing, baby," he whispered when she pulled off and smiled up at him with watery eyes, proud of the oral skills she'd worked so hard to perfect.
"Now, it's my turn," he said quietly as he helped her to her feet.
Undoing her skirt, he let it drop to the floor and was pleased to see she wore nothing underneath. Easing her back into the chair, he got down on his knees and planted his face between her spread legs and extended his tongue into her nicely trimmed thatch of blonde fur.
"Mmm...yeah...yeah," she shuddered as his tongue explored her wet snatch.
Pulling one tit up to her mouth and then the other, Lynn moaned and sucked on her nipples while Lute continued working over her pussy. She'd been touching herself before he arrived, so her pump was well-primed
First sucking on her labia and then flicking his tongue across her clit, it wasn't long before Lute had her cunt gushing with the first of their weekend's many orgasms. And as she pulled his head deeper into her swampy snatch, the orgasmic waves rolled through her body one after another until she finally collapsed back on the chair, moaning and laughing at the speed with which she had cum.
"Oh, wow!" she sighed as Lute looked up from her crotch, her juices smeared across his face, "This is going to be an amazing weekend!"
In their previous times together, Lute and Lynn had alternated between slow and tender lovemaking and full-on fucking frenzies. And though they were both horny as hell, this particular round of sex continued along a more restrained path. There would be plenty of opportunities for hard unbridled fucking when they shifted their gears into overdrive, but this was a nice warm-up lap.
Once her climax faded, Lynn stood up and had Lute sit the chair and then positioned her prepped cunt over his cock. Facing him, she grabbed his shaft and eased herself down onto his thick organ.
Like taking him down her throat, Lynn's pussy had no trouble accommodating Lute's huge member. Her years with Jack had stretched her cooch to such an extent that she was able to take in Lute's meat with relative ease. So when he raised his hips and drove his cock into her snatch, it slid right in like a hand into a familiar glove.
"Oh, baby, that feels so nice," she whispered as she maneuvered around on his cock, letting it plunge into the depths of her pussy.
Her husband wasn't the jealous type, but he was nonetheless proud of his big cock. And though he knew his nephew was packing some serious meat, Lynn had never told Jack that Lute's cock was bigger inside her than only one other guy she'd ever fucked. And that other man wasn't Jack. Nor did she mention that when Lute worked his rapacious tool into her pussy he made her swoon and cum like no one else -- also including Jack.
So here she was, riding her nephew's magnificent cock, on the verge of another orgasm, with him sucking on her tits as he slowly reamed her shameless pussy, all while she rubbed the nubbin of her clit, relishing the oncoming wave of climax number two.
An upstanding member of her community, a respected professional in state government, and a devoted mother and wife, Lynn relished these chances to play out her nasty side. She'd become a big cock whore of the first order, and Lute was the hung lover with whom she knew she could safely be a shameless slut. She trusted his discretion. It was a noble family trait among the Casey men that she appreciated.
"Cum with me, Luther," Lynn whispered as he grabbed her ass and thrust his cock harder into her hungry cunt. "Fill me up, baby. Give me that big load."
Lute had become skilled in controlling his orgasms and could usually decide when and where he wanted to blast his seed. His recovery rate between climaxes was also impressive. So knowing this was just part one of what would be a cum-filled few days, he had no reservations about an early launch. And with some additional coaxing from Lynn, he drove his cock hard into her pussy and prepared to give her what she wanted.
"Cum with me baby! I'm ready!" she moaned as she bounced and ground on his thick tool. "Give it to me!"
As his body tensed and alerted her to what was coming, he gripped her ass and prepared to deliver his payload.
"Aw, fuck yeah, baby! Fuck yeah!" he groaned as his cock exploded inside her, filling her pussy with an unholy amount of jizz.
Gasping and throwing back her head, Lynn added to his orgasmic blast with one of her own, gushing pussy juices that merged with his milky ejaculate and streamed out of her quim like molten lava from an erupting volcano. The towel Lynn had tossed on the chair earlier was the only thing that kept the upholstery from getting drenched in their liquid efflux.
The lovers stayed joined for a good long while as their orgasms receded, kissing and groaning as Lute continued slowly working his still-hard member in her sullied cunt.
The quantity and force of Lute's ejaculate was another topic Lynn had never mentioned to her husband. Like his eight inch cock, Jack was also quite proud of his orgasmic discharge. And though it had lessened some over the years, his output of semen during their lovemaking remained impressive. But even during his prime, his spew never matched his nephew's. Not even close.
So as Lynn reveled in the carnal bliss of her nephew's rock-hard cock as it continued grinding inside her pussy (long after Jack's would have slid out,) she shoved her hand back into her crotch and brought herself off one more time as Lute cajoled and sucked on her big floppy tits.
