Backstory: Picking up on previous accounts of Luther "The Root" Casey, it's the late 1970's and our well-hung hero is now a 19 year-old college student at a large Midwestern university. Having just completed his freshman year and recruited to play bass in a well-established local rock band, he has stayed on in the college town for the summer and is living with a couple of his band mates, working a day job on the university's landscaping crew, and rehearsing or playing gigs a few times a week -- all while continuing to spread his goodwill among the ladies.
Note: As lead-ins to this story, readers may want to sample some of my previous entries: Root and His Aunt Barbara, Root and the Lusty Professor Series, and The Root's Mom Gets Nasty on Film. And per usual, this is a work of fiction and all characters are of legal age.
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On a Thursday evening in early August, Lute got an unexpected phone call that would prove to be the harbinger of a fascinating week.
The call came from his Aunt Lynn -- she was married to Jack, Lute's dad's brother. She was going to be coming into town that Sunday for a weeklong seminar at the university and hoped they could meet up for dinner. Pleased with the invitation, Lute made plans to meet her on Sunday at Aristotle's, a Greek restaurant Lynn had frequented during her years as a student at the school.
Lute had always loved his Aunt Lynn. And ever since he had discovered that she and Jack were spouse swapping with his mom and dad, he found her even more intriguing. He couldn't help but remember how he'd seen her lying naked in her bed at their lake house, her big white tits splayed across her chest and her light brown thatched pussy glistening in the candlelight as she waited for his dad to join her.
Lynn was a few years younger than his mom and was just as pretty and voluptuous. She was blue eyed had short dishwater blond hair and a beautiful smile that featured her bright white teeth. During the summer her skin was always nicely tanned from her days at the lake, and she met him at the restaurant wearing a light summer dress that showed just the right amount of tanned cleavage to be alluring but not slutty.
As Lynn and Lute dined and talked and shared a bottle of wine, their conversation became more frank and personal. And it wasn't long before Lynn started reminiscing.
"I came to Aristotle's on my first date with Jack. He was two years ahead of me in school, and we dated some during his senior year." She then went on to explain how she and Jack had reconnected several years later when they were both living in the capital city and working for the state. And they'd been together ever since.
"I knew your parents a little back when we were all in school here, but we didn't really hang out too much," then she added wistfully, "Because when Jack and I got together we mostly stayed in bed at my place. We were horny as hell back then. And I suppose some things, just like the décor in this place, never really change."
Lute chuckled at that as they both looked around at the big faded photos on the wall of the Acropolis and Greek islands surrounded by wide expanses of azure sea.
Loosening up even more, Lynn reached across the table and began caressing Lute's hand, "Okay, now here's the thing. My sister told me that you know what's going on between your parents and Jack and me."
Lute was taken aback and not quite sure how to respond, but seeing Lynn's unembarrassed look, he just grinned and nodded.
"I hope you don't think we're immoral or anything."
"No, not at all," Lute replied, "I'm all for people doing whatever makes them happy, as long as no one else gets hurt. And from what I know about the arrangement you all have worked out, it seems like its good for everyone."
"Yeah, it's pretty amazing when you think about it," Lynn mused. "But it really does work. Jack and I love each other, and we have a great marriage. And your parents are the same. But it's also really fun for us to have other partners that we trust and love."
"That's all very cool," Lute said as he met her steady gaze, "My sister and I don't have any problems with it. None."
Still caressing Lute's hands and with a sparkle in her eyes, Lynn said, "Oh, and by the way, Barbara also said you're the best lover she's ever had."
And then she added playfully, "And on top of that, Barbara also tells me you have the biggest cock she's ever seen."
Laughing and shaking his head, seeing where Lynn was headed, Lute replied, "Yeah, Barbara tells me I'm even bigger than Uncle Jack."
"Right!" Lynn giggled, "And Jack is REALLY big!"
"Well, I guess that tells you something, doesn't it?"
"Yeah, it sure does. And I hope you'll forgive me, but when I called your parents house to get your number, I asked your dad how he'd feel if you and I, uh, you know, got better acquainted while I was in town."
"And what did he say?"
"He didn't have any problem with it, and told me he wouldn't bring it up with your mom unless you wanted him to."
"Let's wait and see on that," Lute said before asking, "And what about Uncle Jack?"
"Jack and I have an agreement that as long as we keep our extracurricular activities to pre-approved partners, there's no problem. And you're approved."
"Uh huh," Lute said as he looked into his aunt's shiny blue eyes and considered her proposal.
"Barbara tells me you like older women. Especially ones that enjoy getting nasty," Lynn continued as she kept a steady gaze on Lute, reading his expression. "And in case you haven't guessed, being nasty is a family trait that Barbara and I share."
The couple finished their wine while Lynn signaled for the check, which she insisted on paying. And once they were outside in the warm late summer air, she suggested they walk over to a bar that she also used to frequent during her college days.
Like Aristotle's, the bar hadn't changed much, and since it was a Sunday evening and students were still on break, it wasn't too crowded. Sliding into a booth, Lynn ordered a Seven and Seven while Lute got a beer.
"After left Aristotle's, Jack brought me here on our first date. We sat in that dark booth over there in the corner. It turns out the bartender was a buddy of his, so he made our drinks really strong -- especially mine -- and after two Seven and Sevens, which was my drink of preference in those days, Jack put his hand down my jeans and fingered my pussy until I came like crazy!"
"No one noticed?"
"Oh, I'm sure they did. Especially the bartender, who gave Jack a big thumb's up when we left. But I was way beyond caring by that point. I probably would have let him take me right there on the table if he'd wanted."
Lute was enjoying her story as much as she was pleased to tell it. "Okay, so what did you crazy kids do next?" he prodded.
"Well, we started walking back to my apartment, but on the way I pulled him into the woods over on the old part of campus and pinned him against a tree. Then, I gave him an amazing blowjob. My best ever, and he shot off a huge load. But I gulped it down like a French whore. He told me later that I was the first girl to ever swallow it all! And then we went back to my place and spent the rest of the weekend in bed, fucking like rabbits. By Sunday my pussy was so sore! But from that day on I knew I could never be really satisfied by any guy who wasn't packing a big dick."
"Does my dad measure up for you?" Lute inquired, hoping his pop was able to please this vixen.
"Oh, yeah, your dad does just fine...just fine. And your mom's pretty sweet in the sack too, you know."
Not realizing that Lynn and his mom were also lovers, Lute gave her a quizzical look.
"What, you didn't know your mom also likes to be with women?"
"Yeah, I knew about that, but I didn't know about you two," he said as he took in this new information.
"We've done threesomes with your dad or Jack a few times. But sometimes we also like for it to just be us girls, kissing and rubbing our big tits together, getting nasty, diddling each other's pussies. Stuff like that. It's really fun!"
Though he was getting used to Lynn's straightforward talk, he still struggled with the idea of his mom as a sexually adventuresome creature. So Lute was still processing what he had heard when Lynn reached under the table and started slowly massaging his leg while they finished off their drinks and ordered another round.
While they drank and talked, Lynn asked Lute about school, his band and his love life. She was especially intrigued to hear about his relationship with Tess Stone, the art history professor. As he gave her some more details about Tess, Lynn leaned forward across the table and gave him a nice view down her top at her fleshy tits, and he made little effort to avert his eyes. Lute didn't say anything about Tess's daughter Maya, but he did mention that he and Tess had done wild threesomes with a couple of her female lovers.
Then as they grew quiet for a moment, smiling at each other in anticipation of what might come next, Lynn asked, "So, what do you think sweetie? Want to go back to my hotel and let me show you the secret family handshake?" And as she said this, she gripped his thick cock through his jeans and gave it a firm squeeze.
While Lynn continued groping his crotch, Lute motioned to the waitress for their check. And when they exited the bar, Lynn caught the bartender's eye -- a fellow about her age -- and gave him a thumb's up, which he acknowledged with a wink as she hooked her arm through Lute's and steered him out the door towards her nearby hotel.
The wine and two strong Seven and Sevens had eased Lynn into an especially lustful mood. So they were only just around the corner from the bar when she pulled Lute into a dark alley, pushed his back against a brick wall and locked him in a long tongue-lashing kiss.
"Goddam, I can't wait to fuck you!" she whispered in his ear as she ground her crotch against his bulging tool. "I've never had a cock bigger than Jack's and my pussy is all wet just thinking about what that's gonna' feel like inside me!"
Lute lifted up the back of her dress and grabbed her panty-covered ass as he moved his hips forward to drive his stiff meat into her pussy. They continued their deep open mouth kisses, working their tongues down each other's throat as they ground their bodies together.
Lute was just about to shove his face into Lynn's cleavage when a door opened a few yards away and a restaurant worker walked out carrying a bag of trash to a nearby dumpster.
Taking their cue, the couple disentangled themselves and continued walking the few blocks to Lynn's hotel. Once there, they took the stairs up to her room, avoiding the lobby and the chance of meeting up with any of her seminar colleagues.
After Lynn had anxiously fumbled with the room key and shoved open the door, she and Lute quickly reengaged and began groping, kissing and moaning as they feverishly pulled at each other's clothes. When they were finally stripped down to their undergarments, Lynn pushed Lute back onto the bed and positioned herself over his bulging crotch, preparing for the big reveal.
Slowing herself down, she began to sensually stroke her fingers along the full length of the python encased inside his brief. And as she did, she quickly realized it was even bigger than she had imagined.
"Oh, my god, Luther!" she whispered, " Oh...my...god!"
After several more exploratory strokes with her hand, Lynn leaned down and began to run her tongue along his bulging meat. And then slipping her fingers inside the band of his shorts, she began to pull them down -- first over his cock's big mushroom head and then gradually down the shaft of his veiny beast.
When his cock was fully exposed, Lynn gave a swooning sigh, "Oh, yeah! Now THIS is a fucking HUGE cock!" before stretching her mouth onto its bulbous head and sucking away, each slurp confirming she was entering unexplored territory, which made her pussy tingle in anticipation of receiving Lute's beast.
