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Naughty Boy

By: Dirt Wednesday



Have you ever slept with an acquaintance whose name you did not know? Well I had an interesting experience last week. I was at the poolhall, where most of my adventures begin, chatting with friends when the acquaintance in question entered. 

She's taller than my normal type, my height in fact. Her body slender, ass perky, breasts large, short light brown hair and brown eyes with glasses. She usually dresses very casually so as not to reveal her body too much. That night she was wearing red and white track pants and a white sweater and running shoes. Not exactly appealing to the average onlooker but to me was stimulating. It's fun to guess where her curves are under all that fabric.

I was sitting with a group of five, talking about pool stuff. Gambling, hustlers, odds and rest of it when she wandered over to our table. Smiling at me she acknowledged the group and gave her piece of mind. Her boyfriend, in her opinion was the best shot around and debate ensued. The night wore on and people came and went at their whim but my 'friend' and I stayed at that table for much of the evening until it was just the two of us. And still I couldn't remember her name. I couldn't even remember if she ever told me.

Our conversation went through various stages until the topic of movies came up and her young 18 year old age showed it's self when she couldn't identify with some classics. Not the greatest classics mind you, more like Back to the Future.

"You mean you haven't seen Back to the Future?" I asked her, "You poor child. You've missed out on classic 80's cinema. Fortunately I happen to have a copy at home you could borrow."

"Why don't we just go watch it now?" Naturally in my permanent state of naivety I presumed she actually meant we should go watch the movie. Meanwhile I was being hunted down by a girl almost nine years my junior.

I agreed to the idea and we went out to my truck and drove to my apartment. This girl's eyes are unreadable. She had always had a lustful look in her eyes since she met me but she never made a move on me so I thought nothing different this time. We entered my apartment and immediately she went exploring, taking herself on a quick tour of the place while I searched the ET unit for my copy of the 80's classic. From my bedroom I heard my computer boot up and she laughing.

"Oh My God! This thing is ancient!" Was her mocking statement of my derelict PC. With all my personal junk at her fingertips I quickly went to see what she was up to. When I got to the room she was looking through my mp3's. She had removed her sweater and was sitting at my desk in a tank top track pants.

"How about I turn on my lava lamp? Then we can be all retro." She smiled and we set the mood, turning off the bedroom light and turning on the lamp with red lava.

"This looks good..." Innuendo? She was looking through my play lists and picked out a pre-made track list of what I considered to be soulful House. After she selected the play list she stood up and met me at eye level, inches away from me. She removed her glasses, her breasts were pressed against my chest and finally the message was clear. I closed the small gap between our lips with a kiss and felt her breathe on my cheek. My lips parted and I ran one lip across hers at a time before introducing my tongue to her. I explored her body with my hands and her mouth with my tongue. Her arms barely moved from around the back of my neck. When I explored below her waist I felt no panty lines beneath her satiny track pants. My hands eventually found there way to a comfortable place around her ass, a cheek in each palm. My right thigh found the nook between her legs and her right thigh felt my stiffening cock beneath my jeans. Our kiss broke and all she could say was 'wow'. She just stared at me for a moment and while I like to be watched this was supposed to be playtime. I removed my shirt to either spark her into action or give her more to look at.

For a moment still she just looked at me and then the music took her. We started to grind with the beat and her hands began to explore my chest. She ran her fingers along my sinewy pecks and modest abs. Then I thought her tank would look better on the floor but I teased her with it first. I pulled the tank up and she raised her arms to help but as the tank was going over her head I stopped, blindfolding her and binding her arms together above her head. I locked her arms together with my right hand and with the left I uncovered her mouth so I could kiss it. Her breathing had become uneasy until I kissed her, then she smiled. Then with my free hand I unclipped her bra. In the next moment we were locked together again, bare chested, shirts on the floor. Her large breasts actually made it harder to kiss her because they kept me so far back so I decided to make things more interesting.

I turned her around and attempted to cup her breasts in each hand. Failed, but it was fun trying. From this position we kissed more with our tongues. Wet, sloppy, sensual. My hands explored her bare upper body, stopping at each nipple to give them a little tug and a pinch. Her abdomen was hard but not lined with abs and her skin was so soft. Must be her age. I can't believe I did that with an eighteen year old. I feel like a cradle robber!

I made circular motions around her tummy with one hand, going lower with each circle while the other hand busied itself with her huge mammeries. Finally I felt pubic hair. It was groomed. The hair was soft but short and she had the triangle thing going on. When I plunged downward to her pussy lips she quivered, like when you do when a strange hand gropes you under the table. But she was more excited than anything. Her pussy was soaked. Without seeing her pussy yet I could tell she was shaven underneath, her lips were slightly smaller than the norm but her clit was large and protruding out of its hood. When I set to work on her clit with my middle finger (the index and the ring spread what she had for lips) I also turned my lips attention to her neck and ears.

She moaned softly while I did my work and she mentioned something about me being talented and knowing what to do with a woman's body. She ground her hips into my crotch when the music's baseline went deep and low. I mentioned something about how well she could move with a man at her backdoor.

"You don't know how well yet." Was her response. I've never been able to gage how far someone was willing to go there first time with me so in this instance I decided to go for broke. I can't remember what song was playing but there was a long lull. Long enough for me to slide myself down her body and pull her track pants to the floor so that her bare ass was right in front of my face. I kissed a cheek and she bent right over my desk, giving me access to her pussy and ass. Again I teased her, kissing and licking around her most sensitive parts before commencing on the goods. This girl's pussy was a true work of art. Her vulva was puffy, her small lips were pink and flawless, and her clit peaked out at me. I paid close attention to her puffing vulva because I'd never seen a set so beautiful. Only in these moments am I grateful for God.

"Thank you God." I said out loud before main event dining. I licked and kissed and sucked those outer lips with cruelty. Why cruel? Because for the longest time I paid no attention to anything else, just being a major tease though I didn't mean to.

"Please! Stop teasing me!" That was my queue to move on. First I licked the crease between her vulva and labia on both sides, starting near her ass and down towards her clit. Then I explored inside her pussy. The walls were so smooth and the tunnel was so tight I wondered if she was a virgin but she couldn't have been. Not her. After sucking all her pussy juice out of her I paid her clit a visit. It was like a little over inflated ball ready to burst. Up until this time her hands assisted me in spreading her ass and thighs apart but they let go when I touched her clit with my tongue. I smiled and let go of her over sensitive clit for the moment.

"I'll get back to that little button later."

"Uh huh..." Was all she could muster. I went back to her labia again and licked over her pee hole, which netted me another moan of approval. But her ass comments intrigued me and the fact she bent over meant her booty was in a better lapping zone than her pussy. I gave that crease between her vulva and labia another run before licking straight up to her asshole. By now her hands had gone back to assisting me, which freed my hands up to play with her pussy. When I reached her asshole I laid my tongue flat across the whole thing, which did a number of things. First, it moistens the area, increasing sensitivity. Second, the asshole has as many sex nerves as a clit, so by just laying my tongue across her anus that gave her a moment to adjust to hypersensitivity. Third, I wanted to make sure she was ok with getting a rim job and she responded with pulling her cheeks further apart.

When I felt comfortable with continuing the rim job I made a ripple effect with my tongue followed by large circular motion, again my tongue was still flat across when I did this. After a while I started to use the tip of my tongue, funneling towards the center of her outer sphincters. When I do a rim job I like to make sure the girl is... you know... clean. And the easiest way to do that in the heat of passion (don't kill the mood!) is by sticking a finger in her pussy and feeling along the wall between her pussy and rectum. If there are lumps behind that wall don't continue. I know. Not exactly a turn on but what are you gonna do? Stick your tongue in her ass only to lap up a turd ball? Occupational hazard.

When I checked her out and she was clean I felt around for her G-spot with my finger while I continued licking and kissing her ass. When I found that familiar hump I started funneling again, this time with the intent of tongue fucking her ass. The outer sphincter ring is easy to get past because it's controlled by your conscience but the inner ring does what it pleases so it takes some coaxing before it will trust you. After a few short minutes I was able to ram my tongue in a little more than half way (I have a big tongue. And I started rubbing her clit too along with the finger inside her on her g-spot and my tongue in her ass. She was making noises that ranged from serenity, to passion, to quivering feeble moans.

It didn't take long before her legs were beginning to give out on her and her hand's grip on her cheeks were slipping. So I suggested that she lay on my futon and she agreed with a feeble node. When she stood up I noticed her eyes were completely glazed and I could have probably done anything I wanted to her. But I had an unfinished job to attend to first. She still hadn't come yet. I brought her to the brink several times only to back off again to her delight and dismay. She stood in front of me waiting for me to direct her somewhere. Her mind was completely gone, off somewhere in the land of serenity. 

I gave her a little kiss and laid her down with her butt at the edge of my futon. Before going back down on her I kissed her again and moved slowly down her body kissing and fondling her tits, licking around navel. I ran my tongue along her pubic hair's triangular border. Then I made my tongue flat lapped from her anus to her clit. As I passed over her labia I noticed they were completely slick with her juice. Mmm, sweet tang, I thought. When I reached her clit I went to work. 

I flicked my tongue feverishly on that little button and that got her out of her blissful state. Her screams of pleasure were loud and clear. I put some pressure on her butt hole with an index finger but didn't enter (cornholer's secret). Then it was time for my specialty. I ran my tongue lower, off her clit and I left my upper lip there, still rubbing her clit. Then I stuffed my tongue up her pussy as far as it would go and resumed rubbing her clit with my upper lip. I tried covering as much of her pussy with my warm mouth so as to give her as much pleasure as possible. I also nudged my finger up so her outer sphincter ring covered my fingernail and I wiggled that around. With all that going on I felt her orgasm build up in no time. Then she tensed up, arched her back, her breathing ceased for a moment. That was my queue to carefully slide my finger right up her butt and suck the life out of her clit. She convulsed, she ground her hips into my mouth and finger, come poured into my mouth and then she gasped and collapsed.

Ten minutes later she awoke with a start, which startled me because I was just sitting at my computer minding my own business. I covered her up when she passed out. That never happened to me before so I just let her be and starting surfing the net while I waited for her to wake up.

"Oh my God! I have to go. I sorry, I shouldn't even be here... I have to go." She dressed as she said all that. She looked me in the eyes and kissed me quickly before racing out my door and out of my building.

"Shit. Do I have a use and discard sign over my head or something?" I said to myself. Damn.

Naughty Boy!



My name is Kenneth Thompson, though everyone who knows me calls me Kenny. I live with my mother and stepfather in Newark, New Jersey, and attend a local college not ten minutes away so that I can still live at home.

When I hit puberty and learned what sex was really all about, I quickly developed a huge crush on my very own Mom. It was wrong, I knew it was, but I could not help the way I felt about my mother, Erica Thompson. She was the most attractive woman I had ever seen in my entire life - with a kind heart and a quirky sense of humour, she was forever smiling and cracking jokes around me, never letting the hardships of life get to her or weigh down her bubbling, vivacious spirit.

Mom had only been 15 when I was born, much to the embarrassment and disgust of her own parents, who promptly disowned her and her new offspring and cast us both out into the streets. 

We survived, though I was young then and didn't really remember much about the life that we lived before Mom met my stepfather, Roger Thompson. She never really talked about our life together before Dad, and by the pained look on her face whenever I managed to broach the subject, she desperately wanted to forget that part of her life and just move on...

Dad was a fantastic guy, one of those all-round top fellows who loved to laugh and have a good time. He had lots of friends, because people simply found themselves gravitating towards him all the time. 

Roger had that type of instinctive ability to hook people with whatever he was saying, that was he literally made a killing as a business mogul. He was a tall man, about 6'7", with shortish steel-grey hair cut back in a sharp, severe style and deep, china-blue eyes which seemed to radiate power and control. 

He was a cold, calculating businessman who made millions for himself and his investment company in his youth and throughout his 30s and 40s, but now that he had just turned 51, he was planning on really winding back at the office and enjoying the good things in life again...

Mom was a complete and utter knockout, still a totally gorgeous woman at the matured age of 36-years-old, with the appearance and physique that women a decade younger would be envious of. She was quite tall for a woman, at about 5'11" in height. With long, billowing chestnut-brown hair done up in a thick braid on top of her head, large, shining china-blue eyes, full, luscious crimson-red lips and a stunningly beautiful oval face which seemed to be crafted by the very hand of God, so sensuous and pristine in its perfection, Erica never failed to turn heads wherever she went and no matter what she was doing, saying or wearing. 

Her firm, voluptuous body only served to add to this fact. Mom had gigantic breasts, and I do mean GIGANTIC! One day, I checked the size of the bras that she wore, and wasn't all that surprised when I discovered that they were 36F-cups! They were massive mammaries, that was for sure, and one day when I caught her slipping out of her clothes one day, I saw them in the naked flesh in all their splendid glory!

She had the biggest, fattest dark-pink nipples I had ever seen in my entire life! I could hardly believe how thick and rigid they looked, poking straight out in the very centre of each large, round globe of tit-flesh.

But Erica was not only gifted with some choice norks - oh no, she had one of the most exquisite hour-glass figures I had ever seen any woman possess, with big curvy thighs, a large, meaty rump, and a couple of nice, long sleek legs that just seemed to go on and on for days! She was, to put it bluntly, the full package

I could tell that Mom was happy about her husband coming back home a lot more regularly than before, and they seemed to be having 'relations' a good deal more frequently and really getting into the mood of things. I couldn't help but grasp a firm handhold of my cock and beat my meat furiously as I listened to the sounds of my parents screwing like jack-rabbits through the thin wall which separated my bedroom from the master-bedroom, as my Mom was a real screamer when she came, and she had a hell of a lot of orgasms when they fucked.

Although I definitely wasn't a virgin (I was quite an attractive, confident young man who had always been a hit with the ladies), I knew that being with Erica would be so much different than the other girls I had loved, and so much more sweet and meaningful because of our connection and our bond. 

My 9" dick got painfully stiff every time I even imagined what it would be like to bend my Mom over a couch or shove her up against a wall and just ravage her with my long, aching tool. I came dozens and dozens of times dreaming of having my cock sucked down my mother's throat as the horny, mature cum-slut played with her dripping wet pussy. 

I couldn't help but feel trapped and short of breath whenever I was in the same room with Mom, as if she could tell just by looking at me that I harboured such deep, inexcusable desires for her. Sometimes, I saw her glancing at me from time to time, and there was a look of such infinite sadness and longing in her eyes that seemed to mirror the very emotions I felt towards her deep inside. 

A part of me began to consider that maybe she felt the very same that I did, but the larger, more rational part strongly disagreed, saying that the idea was just crazy and that I would regret it later if I made any stupid moves on my own Mom... it was far better to just keep it a fantasy and then no possible harm could ever eventuate.





Naughty Boy!



"She's real hot, isn't she, baby?" Yvette said to me in a breathless tone, her beautiful face flushed with her arousal. "I have to tell you something though, before we get carried away any further - Isabella and I are sometimes-lovers. We like to pick up a guy between the two of us now and then, take him back to either her place or mine, and then fuck him senseless, using him up until he can't cum anymore. Because it was your birthday, I thought it would be an idea to surprise you, and then put the moves on my favourite nephew... I want to make your 21st something to really remember!"

"Oh gosh, Aunt Yvette, this is so fucking hot!" I exclaimed as I watched her friend Isabella work a second finger into her wet and steamy twat. Isabella had a really big metal stud right through her large, swollen clit, just as I had thought she would've, but no nipple piercing as far as I could tell, and she had both of her huge tits exposed. "Do you like to lick Isabella's pussy, Aunt Yvette? Do you like to make her squirm around on your tongue until she cums in your mouth, you dirty little whore?"

"Yeah, darling, I love to suck my friend's dripping wet pussy, and drink back all of her cum! It makes me so hot when I do that, and I love to get fucked up my pussy and then my asshole as I munch out Isabella's love-hole!" Yvette moaned sexily, pressing her body firmly up against mine and vigorously rubbing at my swollen cock again through the front of my pants.

"Fuck, stop that or I'm gonna cum in my Goddamn pants!" I growled out, swatting my Aunt's hand away so that she didn't make me climax right there and then. Yvette gave me a fleeting little smirk, then quickly went about undoing the buttons of my pants, finally getting my jeans loose enough so that she could reach into them and fish out my swollen, boiling-hot dick-rod.

Feeling my very own Aunt's small, delicate hands wrapped around my rock-solid phallus had to be one of the most surreal sensations I had ever felt in my entire life up until that moment, but then I guessed that I was in for quite a crazy ride indeed, the way things seemed to be shaking up...

Aunt Yvette slowly, laboriously wanked off my 9" cock-shaft as I watched on in abject wonder, savouring the incredible waves of pleasure that were coursing through my whole body. She had wonderful hands, my gorgeous Aunt, and I couldn't help but think at that very moment if my mother Erica had the same level of skill at tugging a lover's cock off with her tiny little hands... I let out a mighty groan just as Isabella, across from us, began to cry out as she shuddered and moaned in orgasmic climax, reaming out her snatch with her fingers with wild abandonment.

It was one of the most erotic sights I had ever seen in my entire life, and it was all I could do not to cum right there and then, especially considering the 'pressure' I was already under at that point, as it were. But somehow, I retained my composure and stayed in control, which I thought was quite an impressive feat indeed... then all thoughts were just blown away in the aftermath of incredible pleasure as Aunt Yvette leaned down into my lap and took my rigid prick into her tight, wet, slippery mouth.

As the music kept thumping away and the party atmosphere raged on in earnest before us, I was in an entirely different world, completely ripped asunder by the intense feelings of one of the most skilful blowjobs I had ever been given, by anyone, since I'd started getting oral from women. 

My own Aunty, my mother's younger sister, was sucking my cock off like a champion whore under the table, and her friend Isabella, a woman I had met for the very first time merely minutes before, was watching on as she was playing with her pussy, having pulled her soaking wet panties tautly to one side so she could slide her fingers more easily in and out of her dripping snatch. It was real hot, raunchy stuff.

The waitress finally came around with the drinks, but once she saw and actually realised what the three of us were up to in the semi-darkness near the back of the nightclub, she pulled up short. 

I could see by the look in her eyes that she was quite turned on by the scene before her, so I waved her over with one hand, slipping the other down and under my Aunt Yvette's micro-skirt, to slide a finger in against the front of her sopping wet panties. Pushing in with my probing digit, I soon had my Aunt moaning with pleasure around my bulging cock as I fingered her dripping pussy, which in turn make her increase her concerted efforts on sucking my dick off in her mouth. 

The waitress gave me a broad smile, then glanced over at Isabella and grinned at her a bit sheepishly, too. I could see that she was quite fascinated with watching the gorgeous black-haired beauty playing with her pussy, and seemed very interested indeed in watching my Aunt Yvette going down on my cock.

It got me real excited thinking about how the pretty little waitress would react if I told her that the attractive blonde bombshell who was sucking me off right then and there was actually my Aunty. I wondered, a little curiously, if she would be turned on all the more to know that we were actually related, and that we were engaged in an act of incest right before her very eyes!

After placing our drinks down in front of each of us, the waitress stood back a bit and took in the erotic sights for quite awhile. Finally, she said, "Now you guys have fun back here, huh? If I wasn't working now, I think I'd be tempted to join in on the fun..." And with that, she was gone, back to doing the rounds and taking the orders for drinks from the other booths.

Spitting and slobbering over my prick so that it was nice and lubricated with her gleaming saliva, Aunt Yvette moved in again and took just the head of my throbbing tool into her mouth, using her tongue to lick and tease the ultra-sensitive gland with a mischievous relish borne of lust and a hunger for my thick, potent cum.

I could feel my desire sweeping up through my whole body, and soon enough I found myself about to explode into my own Aunt's sucking mouth. Feeling her skilful, teasing tongue poking in and around my tiny pee-slit on the very tip of my cock-knob, I grasped with pleasure and began to drive my dick in and out of Aunt Yvette's mouth in earnest, getting my rocks off by fucking her mouth hard with my swelling prick. My cum-heavy balls were tingling and I knew that I was really close to cumming. But did Aunt Yvette want to swallow my sticky cum or not...?

"Oh shit, I think I'm gonna cum, Aunt Yvette!" I cried out, and she just moaned around my cock and sucked on it all the harder, which was more than enough confirmation for me to just go ahead and cum in her mouth! I couldn't hold back any longer, and with the issue of whether to climax in Yvette's mouth or not resolved I really didn't have much need to. With a roar of pleasurable release, I blew my wad right down my Aunt's throat!

She gurgled and moaned with lustrous ecstasy, struggling valiantly to swallow back every last bit of my thick, gooey spunk as I kept shooting load after load of dick-sludge out of my throbbing, pulsating prick. I grunted and screamed with wondrous release as I came in her mouth, and Aunt Yvette seemed to have an orgasm of her own on my hand as I vigorously fingered her snatch through her dripping lace panties.

"Oh fuck, that was so great, Aunt Yvette! You're so good to me!" I said when I finally caught my breath again. My Aunt finally lifted her head up off my cock and looked me straight in the eyes, giving me a loving, tender smile as she sensuously licked the sticky white cum off her lips, which made my limp cock twitch spasmodically with desire. 

"I'd do anything for my favourite nephew!" she cooed, then slowly reached down to unclasp her micro-skirt and pulled it out from under her ample, bubble-butt ass. Sitting there before me in a pair of the skimpiest, barely-there panties soaked right through with her arousal, I could hardly get my head around the fact that any of this was happening and that this was actually really happening. I could see quite a bit of her pussy-mound through the front of my Aunt's soaking wet panties, as she had a very nice camel-toe situation going on... my eyes were literally glued to her cunt!

Aunt Yvette giggled like a little schoolgirl - something I found to be incredibly sexy - and glanced over at Isabella, who was grinning back, her gaze shifting back and forth between the two of us as she watched the spectacle unfolding before her eyes. "I'm so nervous now..." Yvette whispered. 

I didn't really know if she was talking to me, to Isabella, or to herself, but I totally understood where Aunt Yvette was coming from. This was an unbelievable moment in all of our lives, and it was suddenly very hard for me to make that final step over the edge, and into oblivion...

A part of me realised that there was hardly any difference between what Aunt Yvette had already done and going all the way and actually fucking my hot, horny relative like I so desperately yearned to do. But I just could not bring myself to go that extra step.

Aunt Yvette made it easier on me, reaching down to take my hand in hers and guiding it over to her moist, soaking wet snatch. Slowly, laboriously, I slipped her skimpy panties down her smooth, sleek thighs, and managed, with Aunt Yvette's help, to get them down past her ample hips and all the way off her. Then I hurriedly swept my hand up to her drenched pussy-hole, thoroughly emblazoned with my desire and burning with incestuous passion.

As my fingers slowly sank into my Aunt Yvette's cunt, and began to move in and out of her dripping pussy in a teasingly rhythmic pace, one of my probing digits actually touched her solid, budding clit. This sent my gorgeous Aunty literally berserk with passion, and she immediately threw herself bodily on top of me in the tight, confining booth.

She shoved her tongue deep down the back of my throat and I sucked hard on it with all my might, swirling my own tongue around hers as our bodies meshed together. Our hands were all over each other's bodies as we kneaded and squeezed various parts of one another's voluptuous figures. 

Pushing one hand right into the apex between my Aunt's legs and vigorously reaming out her pussy with a vengeance, I soon had Aunt Yvette screaming and hollering with pleasure at the top of her lungs, arching her back and squirming around wildly with lustful abandon. I couldn't give a damn about being in public, about the fact that this was my Aunt I was getting it on with and not some woman, about anything at all... all I knew was I just had to have her, right then and right there.

"Oh fuck, I need your big, hard cock in my cunt right now, baby!" Yvette cried out as I literally tore her blouse off and buried my face in between the ample globes of her tit-flesh. "Oh, Jeez, lick my fuckin nipples... Umph, yeah baby, bite em just like that...! Arrghh, sweet mercy, yeah..." 

"Do you want this, baby?" I asked in the sweetest, most innocent-sounding voice that I could, grabbing hold of my firm, swollen cockshaft and vigorously tugging on its girth mere inches from the dripping, moist wet opening of my Aunt Yvette's fuck-tunnel. I could literally feel the heat radiating from my incestuous love's gaping pussy, and at that very moment, I had no other desire in the entire world than to slide my achingly hard prick right up her tight little hole and just pound the absolute hell out of her! "Is this what you really want, huh? Cause that's what you're going to fucking get, you dirty little bitch! Fuckin cock-teasing sluts deserve to get their tight pussies and dirty fucking assholes reamed with big, fat dicks! And I'm gonna be the one that'll screw you senseless!" 

"Oh, God, baby, you're so handsome... I love you so much, my stud nephew!" Aunt Yvette cooed with barely-suppressed passion. Her eyes were watery with emotion as her entire body with consumed with her lust, tingling all over with desire which words were not capable of expressing... "But please... first, do you have a condom... we need to have protection, lover!"

"Fuck... yeah, I think I do," I breathed, suddenly consumed with panic now that I was so close to 'closing the deal', as it were, and found myself encountering this unexpected obstacle. Hurriedly, I fished my wallet out of my pocket on the side of my jeans, which were bundled around my ankles under the table, and had a look inside... and thankfully, praise God, there were two! I smiled broadly, and pulled one of the self-sealed single condom packets out to present to Yvette triumphantly.

"Oh, thank goodness! I was afraid we'd have to call things quits right here and now... and I really don't think either one of us could stand that, huh?"

With that, my Aunty deftly, and with a skilfulness that I'd always found quite elusive at the best of times, tore the single condom packet open and pulled the plastic dick-sheath quickly out of there. Then, with hurried speed and precision, she slid the thin ribbed condom down over the thick, swollen length of my 9" prick. The condom fit like a glove... extra-large, which always brought a smug, satisfied smile to my face whenever I thought about it.

"That's much better, now..." Aunt Yvette breathed, her face flushed with her arousal and drenched with sweat. She began to moan and squirm about now on top of me, trying to further quench her arousal any way that she could.

Smirking to myself in amusement as Yvette moaned with uncontrollable lust and tried to push her hips forward so she could rub her cunt-mound with my bulging cock, thus stimulating her clit and relieving the sexual tension which was building up from my foreplay, I raised my head out from off my Aunt's titties and looked up at her face, flashing her one of my charming smiles before rising up to kiss her hungrily on her mouth. 

Driving my tongue deep down into my Aunt's throat, French-kissing her with all of the incestuous desire flaring up inside from within the depths of my very soul, I finally moved forwards in on the booth bench I was sharing with my Aunt (who, at that current moment, was literally straddling my lap!). I didn't even need to guide my cock in any way to find the opening of my Aunty Yvette's sopping wet smoo - with a deep, soulful groan of lust, I felt as though I was burying my dick-stick into a thick, velvety vice, damp with the moisture of my femme fatale Aunt's womanly arousal.

It took us both a few moments to work out the most efficient, and comfortable, position to fuck in, but in the end it wound up being that the straddling position, with Aunt Yvette practically sitting on my cock and looking me straight in the eye, was the most effective. Slowly, she began to rock her pelvis backwards and forwards, with my huge, swollen 9" cock still buried to the hilt right up her tight clacker, getting herself off on my tool of rigid man-meat at her own pace. I was helplessly captive, overwhelmed with sensations as we made passionate love in the half-dark booth at the back of the nightclub.

Looking over my Aunt's shoulder as she worked her body up and down now on my straining staff, I could see that Isabella had actually managed to work all four of the fingers of her right hand into her dripping cunt, and was going absolutely bonkers fucking herself off with her entire right hand! It had to be one of the wildest, most arousing things I had ever seen in my life, and it fuelled the fires of my passion on to greater heights to watch the other woman, for the most part snubbed by the both of us and forced to gratify her passions in her own way, ream herself with her own hand before my very eyes.

With a deep, resounding moan of lust, I knew that I was soon going to loose myself and cum deep inside my Aunt's tight, milking cunt. I knew it was all right to orgasm inside her, as I was wearing one of my condoms, but still, I had hoped to last quite awhile longer and make the first incestuous coupling between my Aunt Yvette and I so much more incredible.

Looking back over Yvette's shoulder as I pounded up into her cunt-hole with a rigorous intensity, I watched Isabella use the thumb of her right hand, the only digit that wasn't buried firmly up her well-stretched pussy-slit, to rub at her nubbin of arousal as she watched me fuck my very own Aunty, causing her to arch her back and let out an ever-increasing cry of ecstasy. Quite rapidly, the passionate bellow had reached near deafening proportions, almost overshadowing the thumping nightclub's pulsing music.

I in turn felt my own thick, boiling cum rushing up from out of my tense, swollen ball-sacs and explode out of my cock deep in Aunt Yvette's tight, achingly exquisite pussy, but every last bit of my jism was caught up in the condom I was wearing instead of shooting off into her fertile womb. In turn, my Aunt climax for the umpteenth with a ravenous roar of intense pleasure, screaming and hollering her lust as she clawed passionately at my back, digging her sharp crimson-red nails into my flank without so much as a moment's regard for myself.

As she came with a torrential orgasm round my throbbing, still-hard cock, I let out a long sigh and kept pushing my schlong into her as far as I possibly could, pushing in hard against Aunt Yvette's cervix. Then, with a long, protracted sigh, I began to slide out of my Aunt's tight, wet twat, making Yvette gasp and moan softly with her own contented groans.

We had both been sated by each other's burning, passionate embrace... at least for the time being, anyhow. I was suddenly quite a bit uncomfortable about continuing our little sordid escapade here at the nightclub, and, when I looked into my Aunt's eyes for the first time since sliding out of her ultra-constrictive snatch, I could see that she felt the exact same way as I did.

"Let's get out of here..." I muttered, tilting my head to the right ever so slightly, indicating the closest exit from the bustling nightclub. Aunt Yvette smiled briefly and nodded her head a couple of times in agreement.

Suddenly, I noticed that Isabella had slipped out of the booth and was actually standing beside us, massaging the meaty folds of her pussy under her micro-skirt with one hand while pulling and tweaking on the nipple of her left breast with the other. Aunt Yvette moved off my lap and reached down to cup my still-hard cock in her right hand, then slowly, torturously, began to slide the cum-filled condom, quite slick with her own cunt-cream, up and off my dick-shaft.

Holding the used contraceptive tightly in her grasp, so as not to spill any of my dick-sludge and really make a mess of things, she passed the jizz-bloated condom over to her friend, Isabella. I stared at her for a long moment, and the gorgeous raven-haired beauty looked right back with a slight smile on her upturned lips, then she tipped her head back and raised the used condom up to her mouth. 

Without a moment's hesitation, Isabella drank my dick-seed down from out of the well-used condom, and swallowed a good bit of it - though, for some reason, I noticed after awhile that the black-haired goddess still had about a mouthful of my cum she was holding in her mouth that she had not yet drank back.

I could hardly believe what I was seeing! My prick twitched with lust as I watched on with baited breath, literally shuddering like a leaf caught in the wind with the intensity of my new arousal.

"Come on, baby..." Aunt Yvette cooed, "bring some of that sweet cum over here for me to taste!"

Isabella did just as she was bidden, and the two women kissed as I looked on, watching with shocked disbelief as the raven-haired cum-slut pushed a thick, gooey mouthful of my cum out of her own mouth and into my Aunt Yvette's. Both horny minxes then swallowed the remainder of my jizz that they had left in their mouths, at last after all that was done turning back to me to smile with sweet, sensual delight burning in their eyes.




Naughty Boy!



I grinned back, because that was all I could really bring myself to do. I was hard as a rock again, my arousal causing my thick, turgid dick-pole and bulging, cum-heavy ball-sacs to ache painfully, but I was too exhausted to do anything more at the moment about it.

"Come on then, let's go," Aunt Yvette said with a fleeting grin, and I nodded tiredly in agreement. Pulling my pants back up, then doing up the buttons again, I slipped out of the booth with my Aunty. Isabella was suddenly pressing her body up against mine and, before I quite understood what was happening, she was kissing me passionately on the mouth with her cum-slick lips. 

Her tongue swirled around my tongue inside my mouth, and I could taste the salty traces of my own cum on her saliva, but strangely enough this did not bother me. I felt too aroused and contented to be disgusted by anything either one of these sexy ladies did; to themselves, each other, or to me - I wanted to let go and just enjoy the sensations, well aware that I had passed well beyond the point of no return by fucking my gorgeous Aunty in her tight, wet pussy.

We all quickly checked each other out in the semi-darkness near the back of the nightclub, making sure that we all looked at least somewhat presentable. The whole area stank of sex, but hey, we couldn't do anything about that! Aunt Yvette still had that haggard, well-fucked look on her face, and I felt proud to know that it was my 9" man-meat that made her look that contented, while Isabella seemed to have a perpetual smirk on her beautiful face, looking as though she were in on a joke which no-one else knew and felt supremely smug about herself because of it.

She was going to get my cock right up her fuckin ass! I thought to myself with determination as I watched her sway her cute, round butt backwards and forwards as we walked through the club and towards the closest exit.

I peeled away from the two ladies and promised to meet them out the back, in the parking lot, but I knew that I had to let my friends know that I was heading off without them so they wouldn't be worried. 

When I told my pals that I was heading off with a pair of real hot babes (which was the God's-honest truth!) they gave me some hearty slaps on the backs, a couple of mates even shook my hand, and everyone wished me much luck and many orgasms! Bobby was the last friend to congratulate me, and he had a knowing smirk on his face.

"Enjoy your sexy Aunt, huh?" he said with a leering snicker, shaking his head in stunned wonderment. "And make sure you give her one for me, you lucky bastard!"

I grinned back at him and vowed that I would, and then headed for the door. The last thing to do was to give my mother a call on my mobile, so that she knew I wouldn't be in that morning. It was real late, and I wasn't actually expecting her to still be up. As I stepped outside the nightclub and walked along the pavement around to the back of the dance-spot, I pulled out my mobile and punched in my home telephone number. I got through to the answering machine, just as I had expected. 

Leaving a message on the recorder, I simply said that I'd found a woman at the club and wouldn't be back for quite some time, but assured her that I would have the mobile on me at all times and that everything was fine. Though I knew my voice must have sounded slurry on the message I left to Mom, I knew that her fears would be somewhat allayed, until I got home again.

The last thing I wanted, though, was for her to know that I had gone home with Aunt Yvette... if she came over to see her sister, and to check up on me, I don't know what would happen if she discovered me getting it on with Yvette and her friend Isabella. One thing was for sure, though - we had to play things super-carefully, or the shit was going to hit the fan in a real big way.

My Aunt Yvette's red convertible was parked near the front of the car park, and the two gorgeous sex kittens were standing around waiting for me to meet up with them. When I arrived, we all piled into the small roadster; Aunt Yvette got in front behind the wheel, I hopped in beside her in the passenger's seat, and Isabella managed to sandwich herself into the back seat. 

We sped off in a mighty roar of the V8 engine, spinning the wheels a bit and smoking up the rubber a little, as we tore out of the parking lot and went hooning down the street towards Aunt Yvette's house. I knew that the fun was only just beginning, and I could hardly wait until we got into my horny Aunt's place so I could live out all my kinkiest fantasies with these lustrous babes...





Naughty Boy!



Playing with her big, swollen clitoris with my thumb, I soon had Aunty Yvette bucking and thrashing about in orgasmic climax, but that was only a secondary concern to me.

At last, when I thought that my fingers were covered in enough of Aunty Yvette's cunt-slime to continue, I raised the two digits up to the tiny, puckered brown opening of her anus and, with my somewhat nervous, expectant Aunt looking over her right shoulder at me with baited breath, pushed into her bunghole ever so slowly. Oh, how tight and constrictive her back-hole was to my probing, invading fingers! But how exquisite were the sensations! I could literally feel the walls of Aunt Yvette's sphincter straining with exertion to expel the probing digits from her body, but to no avail... from this point on, there was absolutely no going back.

Taking heart from my actions, and with a couple of her own fingers covered with her own pussy-juice, Isabella slowly eased the digits into her own anal passage, grunting and groaning with pain as her sphincter tried to resist the intrusion. With a mighty sigh, insuring to vigorously rub at her clit nestled right in above her pussy with her other hand all the while, Isabella managed to finally get the two fingers right into the depths of her anus as far as they possibly could go. Though he face was drenched in sweat and beet-red from her exertions, Isabella was smiling, while her entire body was being raked with a multi-orgasmic avalanche of intensely pleasurable sensations.

"I'm gonna fuck your goddamn dirty ass, Aunt Yvette," I vowed, finally pushing the two fingers into her anus all the way, and stretching it wide open from the invasion of her back-passage. Slowly, rhythmically, I began to work the cum-slick digits in and out of Yvette's tight, squeezing, dank rear-end. Every once in a while I pulled the fingers out from time to time to stick them into my mouth and suck off the essence of her bowels with a sick, perverse relish, which served to heighten my state of arousal considerably. "And you're gonna love it, too, because I know your type. Deep down inside, I know that you're nothing more than a cum-hungry anal whore, Aunt Yvette, and that's the part of you I love the most..."

I could see Isabella still on her hands and knees adjacent to Aunt Yvette, fingering her own asshole, and suddenly I had an overwhelming urge to taste her butt-hole as well, to see if there were any differences in the dank, dirty residue of the two luscious ladies' most private orifices. Swatting aside her hand with a flick of my wrist, I moved my fingers, now moist with my own saliva and quite lubricated for the task at hand, over to the opening of Isabella's asshole and slowly pressed in against the tight, puckered little hole.

With two luscious, gorgeous babes moaning and shuddering with pleasure as I fingered their assholes with a disturbing passion, enjoying the tastes and textures of their dank butts as I prepared them both for some deep anal penetration. My libido began to bubble up over the surface and I started loosing control of my senses, I saw shades of red in everything all around me and just let my lust take hold.

Mounting Aunt Yvette from behind, I hurriedly guided my straining cock to the puckered hole of her anus and pushed slowly into her tight little butt-hole. She let out a sharp, audible grasp and arched her back in pain, thrusting herself back against my dickshaft so that the invading phallus had an easier time sliding down into the depths of her bowels. I could feel Aunt Yvette's sphincter muscle resist against my driving prick, so I reached forwards and grabbed a thick handhold of her billowing blonde hair and tugged back on them sharply, causing her head to snap back and a moan of pleasure-pain to escape from between her lips as my throbbing cock slid into her as far as possible.

"Oh fuck!" I cried out in rapturous pleasure, never before in my life feeling quite so wondrous in all my years. I tried to say some more filth, but no words could come out - I could hardly speak, I was in so much orgasmic ecstasy. I grunted with bestial delight as Aunt Yvette used the muscles of her ass to squeeze my cock and then knead it, causing me to resist the overwhelming temptation to cum inside her right then and there. Oh, the agony! I could hardly contain the urge to climax, and I had only just managed to bury all 9" of my man-meat in her bunghole but a few moments ago!

Isabella watched on with a half-lidded gaze of pure animalistic lust, probably wishing that it were her getting her ass reamed out by my big fat dong instead of her friend, my Aunt Yvette. I didn't stop ploughing her own butt-hole with a couple of fingers of my right hand, though, which made Isabella moan and shudder with luscious ecstasy. I even managed to get my thumb down and began to vigorously rub at her budding clit as I finger-fucked her butt-pipe.

Fucking Aunt Yvette's tight, constrictive asshole with slow, deliberate intensity, I soon had the horny golden-haired minx grunting and groaning with lust as I reamed out her friend Isabella's stretched rectum with my fingers. Pulling the two dank, slick digits out of Isabella's gaping asshole and then moved them around to offer them to my Aunt Yvette, who sucked them lovingly into her mouth without so much as a moment's hesitation.

I could hardly believe my eyes, or the sensations that were coursing through my system. Muttering to myself as I tried to fight back the urge to cum right then into my Aunt's tight, hugging anus, I tried to conjure up anything and everything to stop me from orgasming right there and then, and after a few long moments I finally got myself back under control.

After a good ten minutes of continuous butt-pounding, in which time Aunt Yvette was left grasping and shuddering in an intense, sweaty, haggard heap on her hallway floor, I moved around until my rigid, outthrust cock was swaying backwards and forwards behind Isabella. Aunt Yvette quickly scurried around until her face was mere inches away from the bulbous head of my cock, and then slowly, lavishly took the tip of my dick-staff into her mouth, sucking on it with passionate hunger borne of a burning lust for cum.

I shuddered and moaned with luscious pleasure as Aunt Yvette teased and licked lovingly at the underside of my dick-rod and then lavishly sucked on the bulbous head with a burning relish. Grasping a handhold of her head, I vigorously rammed my swollen phallus in and out of her tight, suctioning mouth, grunting and groaning as I felt my cum-heavy balls tingle with my expectant release.

Straining to hold back the urge to bust a nut right then and there down my Aunt's welcoming, sucking mouth, I quickly pushed her to one side and knelt down behind Isabella's round, smooth rear. Guiding my throbbing, saliva-slick prick in til the thick, blood-gorged head of my cock was pressing in against the small, puckered brown hole of Isabella's anus, I began to slowly push in against the resistive little orifice, easing my throbbing member into her butt-pipe as far as I could get it.

"FFFUUUUUUCCCCKKKK YYEEEAAAAAHHH!" I shrieked at the top of my lungs as I ploughed the entire 9" length of my swollen dong in and out of Isabella's tight, virginal anal passage, shuddering intensely with utter ecstasy as I pounded her rear-end with relentless passion. There was nothing and no one that could hold me back from claiming what was mine - and at that precise moment in time, what I saw as being righteously mine was Isabella's beautiful, maiden asshole.

She in turn screamed and hollered with both incredible pain and luscious ecstasy as I took her up her asshole from behind, reaching down to diddle her clit and pussy as I pounded into her anus with relentless desire. I could hardly contain my own climax, and, looking down to see Isabella staring back at me over her right shoulder, my gaze met hers and she gave me a broad, loving smile. 

Suddenly, at that precise moment, I realised that it was all going to be all right. Isabella actually wanted me to cum inside her ass right then and there, I could see it by the look in her eyes and by the expression that was reflecting in her face. My intentions suddenly shifted away from holding back from my orgasmic release, to instead allowing my natural instincts to take over and just letting things go their usual course.

"Oh, Jesus Christ baby, cum in my fuckin ass! I want to feel your burning hot cum flood my butt-hole, Kenny baby, oh yeah!" Isabella groaned out with luscious pleasure, thrusting herself back so that my cock slid all the way into her anus as far as it could go, filling her up to the limits and almost stretching her ass to its breaking point. Pulling my cock all the way out of her rear-end so that her butt-hole was stretched out, gaping wide open before my quite appreciative gaze, I dropped down to spit a large glob of sticky phlegm into Isabella's well-stretched asshole and then began to grasp hold of both of her large, swaying tits in both hands from behind. I squeezed and pulled on the hardened nipples with a relish, then moved up to take my position yet again behind Isabella's back, sliding my phallus right in til by hefty ball-sacs slammed in hard against her round butt when I had my cock in to the very hilt in her rear-end.

Fucking her asshole with a relish borne of a lust to achieve my own release, as I had made both Isabella, who was writhing and moaning with intense pleasure under me as I ploughed in and out of her butt-pipe, and Yvette cum countless times already, I was sweating, and straining every single muscle in my body as I tried to expunge the jizz from my huge, swollen nut-sacs.

After the longest while, though, I began to feel the sensations of an imminent orgasm, and knew that finally my own sexual gratification was close at hand. I let out a deep, gut-wrenching moan of ecstasy as I shot my jism deep into Isabella's tight, well-stretched butt-hole, flooding her anus with my thick, potent dick-cream. Perhaps it was the sheer debauchery of our actions, the heady atmosphere all three of us could feel in the air, or just the way Aunt Yvette and Isabella were when they shared men, but soon my hot, horny Aunty had replaced me at the opening of her friend Isabella's cum-filled bunghole and, as I watched on incredulously, the blonde bombshell began to lick and slurp the gooey white jizz out of the other woman's gaping opening.

Oh shit, how incredible that was! I could hardly believe what I was witnessing, but then I was never the one to deny what my senses were telling me was real, no matter what it was I was forced to face. If I was physically capable of getting aroused again at that moment, I knew I probably would've sprouted the biggest goddamn boner ever!

As I stroked my limp prick appreciatively while watching on as my Aunt Yvette licked and sucked my cum out of her friend Isabella's red, gaping rear-end, I knew that the fun and sinful festivities were far from over, and that thought did much to warm my spirits and fill me with a sense of elation. Damn, was I a lucky bastard!





Naughty Boy!



From there, Aunty Yvette took over, tugging my pants down quickly and then, without a moment's hesitation, taking as much as my 9" dick-stick into her mouth with one mighty lunge. Using her tongue to tease and lick all around the bulbous, swelling prick as she worked her mouth around my thick, sinewy shaft, Aunt Yvette worked her way down to take more and more of my cock down the back of her throat. When my cum-heavy ball-sacs slammed against my Aunt's chin, the head of my cock jammed in against the very back of her throat, which made me moan and shudder with luscious pleasure.

As she started to deep-throat my rigid, blood-gorged tool, I let out a deep, wallowing groan, and bucked my hips forward to jam as much of my cock down her throat as I could manage when I felt my ball-sacs tingling. Jerking and shuddering as I came in a torrential blast of sticky, gooey white cum right into Aunt Yvette's and down her throat, I let out a long, protracted cry. Before I realised what I was doing and was able to stop myself, I screamed out the name of the one woman whom I both loved and lusted for above all others.

"MOM!!!" I bellowed out with all the love and intense passion of my soul, flooding my Aunt's mouth with my seed as I imagined it was her older sister, my own mother Erica, who was gulping back my spunk instead. Aunt Yvette almost choked on my semen in surprise, but quickly regained her composure and managed to swallow the last of my dick-sauce before attempting to speak to me.

"Oh my... don't tell me, you have an attraction to your own mother too...?" Aunt Yvette asked me, looking up at my face from where she knelt before me, her face covered in cum and her body drenched in sweat. I looked back at her, and found myself taken aback to find that she did not look angry or surprised, but was instead grinning from ear to ear. "But then, I really shouldn't be so surprised, what with how big my big sister's tits are and all, plus how beautiful she still looks! You know, Kenny, I really don't mind at all that you find your mother so attractive! In fact, I'll be happy to help try and make your fantasy become a reality, if you want..."

"What...? Really? You'd help me try and seduce Mom?" I asked, more than a little stunned by this latest turn of events. Really, everything that had happened to me over the last week or so should have taught me that anything was possible, but this latest twist in the tale seemed too extreme to be real even to me.

"Yes, of course," Aunt Yvette replied, as though the question was so ridiculously obvious it was not even worth considering. "I love you, and I love my sister, and because I know you both are meant to make each other happy and complete for the rest of your lives, I will do everything that I possibly can to make sure that you are together."

I sighed, overcome with emotion. Somehow, I knew through all this that Aunt Yvette truly did understand. She was a beautiful, intelligent, caring woman, who loved her family and would do whatever it took to make things right for the people she cared for most, at whatever the cost to herself. I pulled her up into my arms and we kissed again, our tongues burrowing into each other's mouths, our hands sweeping over one another's smooth, naked forms. And I took her up into my arms and carried her to bed.

Spreading Aunt Yvette's legs wide apart, I manoeuvred myself into position and then reached over to open one of my bedside drawers and pulled out a condom packet. Aunt Yvette smiled when she saw this, but reached out and put her hand on mine. I looked into her eyes, and saw nothing but love and tenderness glaring back at me. I stopped what I was doing and put the condom back in the drawer, because I could tell just by looking into the depths of her eyes that that was what Aunt Yvette wanted.

"Are you sure, Aunt Yvette? What if I get you pregnant?" I asked her, legitimately concerned about knocking up my gorgeous Aunty and ruining her life forever.

"Would that be really such a bad thing, Kenny darling? I've been thinking about having a child of my own now for quite some time, and I could not ever in my wildest dreams have imagined a better man than you to be the father of my baby," my sexy Aunt breathed, smiling at me with burning desire gleaming in her deep, doe-like eyes. Oh, she wanted this... and I was going to really give it to her; that was for damn sure!

So, for the first time without a condom and without protection of any kind, I slid my rigid, veiny 9" dick in past the moist, meaty red lips of her pussy and pushed right into the tight, contractive canal of her cunt-hole, making Aunt Yvette gasp and shudder with luscious ecstasy as I buried myself inside her to the hilt. Soon enough, I pulled back out again, almost to the point of sliding out of Yvette's dripping, stretched smoo completely, while she cried freely with desperation and begged me to put my dick right back inside her without so much as a moment's delay. Then I did what she commanded me to...

So on and so forth, I fucked my Aunty until she was wailing and jabbering on incoherently in her otherworldly pleasures. I pillaged her tight, wet twat at my own leisure, giving Aunt Yvette every last bit of me, just as she asked me to, and making her cum so many times, and in so many ways, that she was soon more comatose than conscious.

After a long while of screwing her dripping smoo with a gleeful, almost perverse relish, I pulled out of my Aunt's cunt all the way, replacing it with three fingers of my right hand. I moved up on the bed, and other her body, until my huge, swollen dick was swaying backwards and forwards in front of Aunt Yvette's face, then spun around so that I was crouched on my hands and knees over her facing the other way. It was the perfect 69er position, and as soon as she caught onto my idea and realised what it was I had in store, Yvette immediately began to lick around the swelling, pinkish-coloured head of my cock, and slowly took it into her mouth again.

I in turn began to lick and suck on my Aunty Yvette's swollen little clit as I fingered her saturated pussy with all my might, making her wiggle and moan with utter ecstasy underneath me. Her legs were now up over both of my shoulders, which made my downward-strokes into her pussy deeper and helped to facilitate better penetration. 

Soon enough, Aunt Yvette was grunting and hollering with orgasmic delight, reaching yet another in a forever-rising crescendo of climaxes. I kept on reaming my fingers in and out of my beloved Aunt's dripping, stretched-out twat, licking and slurping up whatever cunt-juice runoff there was to be had with an obsessive relish. Still sucking and licking at her budding little love-button with a single-minded determination to continuously please Aunt Yvette and help to make her cum, I was as hard as granite myself, filling her mouth to its limits.

Aunt Yvette struggled valiantly to try and take as much of my dong down her tight, restrictive throat as she possibly could, but the angle we were both in made an already-difficult job exceedingly more so. A little while after it at last dawned upon her that she could not succeed in continuing to give me a blowjob in our positions, Aunt Yvette pulled the full length of my rigid cock out of her mouth, then immediately began to lick and suck the underside of one of my wrinkly, cum-heavy ball-sacs. She relished the sheer debauchery of the act, as well as the manly, salty taste of my pre-cum, which was more than a little distinct at this point in time...

It was strange, but I suddenly sensed a presence at the doorway to my bedroom, as if an uninvited intruder was observing Aunt Yvette and I. I did not want to lift my head up to see who it was - somehow, I already knew that it was somebody important, and that if I looked up and saw who it was who had caught me in such a compromising position with my very own Aunt, it would make my worst fears real and everything would fall apart forever. 

But again, I was never one to ignore the world around me, no matter what obstacles or challenges lay before me - this was just another crisis I would have to deal with, nothing more and nothing less... and deal with it I was determined to do. I was a consummate achiever, never one to shy away from something exceedingly difficult or dangerous. Whatever trail faced me now hardly seemed to matter all that much; I was prepared to meet it with considerable honour and sense of purpose, as I had always done in the past.

When I looked up at the door to my bedroom, it was indeed open wide, and someone was standing there, with the light of the hallway illuminating their full figure and profile in stark, horrifying detail. When I recognised who it was who had at last discovered my Aunt and I together, my heart seemed to lurch in my stomach painfully, and to me it seemed as if it had actually skipped one or two beats! Because standing there, in the full light of the hallway, stood my very own mother, Erica Thompson!

"Oh my God..." I breathed, utterly stunned and seemingly immobilised by the latest turn of events, my Mom's sister Yvette's pussy-juice still running down my chin. I could really hardly believe that any of this was actually happening. Mom had a strange, tortured expression on her exquisite, beautiful face, and I could clearly see the burning embers of her forbidden lust smouldering in her deep, luminous eyes. There was also anger blazing in her gaze, too, and I guessed immediately that much of that anger was directed at her younger sibling, Yvette. "Mom, please, let me explain..."

"You two ought to finish up pretty soon now," Mom said in a exceedingly calm, chilling voice, as though the sight she saw before her was nothing much out of the ordinary and that she was totally expecting to see them both in such a state. "The party's winding up now, and I think your stepfather will be up soon to stop by and say goodnight..."

With that, she turned around and walked out into the hallway without saying another word, quietly shutting the bedroom door behind her. I looked at Aunt Yvette, and she stared back at me with the same incredulous tinge in her eyes, then we both simultaneously burst out laughing, gripped in hysterics by everything that had just happened.

Well, it seemed that things were definitely about to get real interesting in my life now, especially since my mother Erica knew that I was fucking her younger sister and didn't seem to think too much of it at all...

I could hardly wait to get Mom alone, to have a really long talk about all the things that had led up to that moment when she caught us both on my bed, and to see if she was interested in a little bit of incest with me, as well. Something told me that I had a pretty darn good shot at getting somewhere with my mother, but that was only just a perception I seemed to get, and nothing more than that.

There was nothing more to really do but follow my mother's advise and wrap things up with Aunt Yvette, which wasn't really difficult at all because we were both immensely turned on about what had just occurred. "Oh fuck, she knows about us...!" Aunt Yvette huffed, her eyes blazing with determination. "She knows about us, but she doesn't care! Incredible! Maybe she is a bit wilder and more inhibited than I thought after all these years..."

I smiled and shook my head. I really had no idea what my Mom's reaction to the discovery actually was, and I didn't believe her younger sister Yvette had any real idea either, so it was really just prudent to play things safe and bit a little bit more cautious about my little affair with my Aunty in the future... at least that was what I told myself at the time. How long that prudent nature would carry on, I really did not know, but in the end it was really quite a sound plan of action, and at least it made the most sense to me...

I worked my cock out of my Aunt Yvette's mouth after Mom had left us and hurriedly manoeuvred my stiff rod in between her sister's smooth, bare thighs, then pushed in real hard and fast til the entire length of it was jammed inside her tight, dripping little snatch. 

The outer lips of her taut vulva were stretched to their extremities around my dong, but I hardly cared, because the overwhelmingly pleasurable sensations were well worth it. I looked down at my prick sliding in and out of her well-stretched twat-hole, and smiled broadly, quite satisfied with my work... glancing up at Aunt Yvette's face, I could see by the bulging, glassy-eyed look she had plastered across her face that she was more than happy with the way I was making love to her, as well.

I could feel my orgasm come rushing down upon me as my thick, gooey white cum erupted out of my heaving, tingling ball-sacs. With a God-awful roar of climactic ecstasy, I came deep inside Aunt Yvette's dripping wet snatch, flooding her fertile womb up to the brink with my thick, potent spunk. I felt as though every last ounce of my being had exploded out of my prick along with my jism, and felt sure that I had impregnated my Aunty at that moment, in my heart of hearts knowing that I had given her my child. 

A part of me wanted to hold Aunt Yvette forever, to love her and to be with her for the rest of my days, staying faithful and true only to her and giving her the tender affection that she needed. But, with the stunningly unexpected turn of events that had thrown my mother Erica into the mix, my mind was quite understandingly on other matters at present... I could hardly get the look of lust and surprise in my Mom's face out of my mind! 

To say that I was reeling from what had just recently happened would've been a severe understatement, to say the least. And I wanted, and needed, to know how far I could make things go between my mother and I... I had desired Erica far too much for far too long to hold myself back from taking the final plunge. 





Naughty Boy!



Naughty boy...distracting me at work...

...I get home frustrated with the day long conversations we'd been having...you teasing me, making me writhe in my seat at work. As soon as I enter the door, you know by the look in my eyes that you're in big trouble. You come up to wrap your arms around me and as you bend down to kiss me, I take a hand full of your hair and pull you to your knees. I smack your cheek lightly and tell you how terrible you are for making me want to cream my jeans while I'm sitting at work, trying to make a living for the two of us. I let go of your hair and pull you to your feet again and tell you to go start me a bath...

...as you turn to walk out, I slap my hand firmly against your ass, making you jump slightly but smile at me as you continue on your way....

You hear me enter our bedroom and rummage around in a drawer or two...and you can feel your body responding quickly to the curiosity of what I might be doing. After a few minutes, I come into the bathroom and in one hand I hold a collar and leash as well as a length of rope.

In the other, I have a toy.

I straddle your lap and pull your arms behind you, taking the length of rope and securing your hands behind your back. I then slide the collar around your neck and fasten it securely. I double check my knots around your wrists before moving off of you. I kneel before you and slide my tongue down the length of your rigid cock, grinning as I hear you moan and feel you shake beneath my touch. I only do it once before standing up and place the latch of the leash on the collar. I pull you to your feet and take you out of the bathroom. I pull a chair to the entrance of the door and pull you by your leash to the ground. I tied the end of it to the leg of the chair, where your crouched over and on your knees, your face about one foot from the floor. I begin to spank you, firmly...reminding you that I have to concentrate when I'm at work and it's a terrible thing for you to do to make me writhe like you have today. I continue bombarding your ass with a flurry of slaps until it's glowing bright pink before I move away from you and begin to undress just out of your reach.

I slide my feet into the steaming water and groan, releasing my tension in a moment as my skin is enveloped by the heat of the water. I sink in slowly, being as seductive as possible...moaning and smiling and glaring at you. I lick my lips as I reach for my toy and pull it down into the water with me.

You know I've slid it inside me by the change of expressions on my face. You know that I'm imagining your cock. You stare at me longingly with your erection throbbing between your legs, begging for attention. You whimper and I tell you to shut up...that it could be you inside me right now...but you've gotten to play twice today while I've been stuck at work just aching for your love. 

As I pump my toy into me faster, the water begins to move and splash over the edges of the tub. You whine more as you watch me come close to climax and as I come, you beg for me to release you...that you want to lick me clean. I look at you with satisfaction and rise from the waters. I step out, dripping wet and glistening, I walk over to you and tell you to kiss my feet.

You do without hesitation.

I ask if you want to taste me.

You beg for it.

I ask if you want to fuck me.

You say more than anything.

I bend to my knees and take your cock in my hand and begin to stroke it firmly.

As I do, I tell you that I don't want to be distracted at work. That when I get home, I want to be ravaged, not have to punish my pet for not obeying the rules. You nod your head as you bite your lip, straining against your bonds.

Suddenly I let go of your shaft and untie your leash from the chair leg. I pull you to your feet and take you back into the bedroom. There I lie back and pull your face to my pussy. I tell you to lick it. I tell you to suck on my clit. I tell you to make me cum. I want to be even with you before you get any more release.

I grind my hips against your tongue, holding firmly onto the leash. You can sense my body beginning to tremble so you lick faster, sliding your tongue inside me as you do not have the luxury of the use of your hands.

I begin to buck wildly, fighting the desire to clamp closed my legs. I want this to last as long as it can. My body quakes and erupts violently and I cry out your name, followed by many many "OH GOD"s.

Finally, my breathing returns nearly to normal and I prop myself up on my elbows and ask if your ready now.

You grin at your accomplishment and say yes please.

I climb to my knees, my breasts swinging gently in front of your face and I tell you to get up and turn around. I untie the ropes around your wrists and pull you onto the bed by your leash.

I pull you up until your face to face with me and ask if you're going to continue to be a distraction for me at work.

You say to me that if this is the treatment that you will get when I get home, you'll be a distraction every damn day.

I smile and tell you I appreciate your honesty. Then I tell you to fuck me hard.

Without a moments hesitation, you slide your thick, hot cock deep inside me, making me cry out in ecstacy. You pump into me fiercely, grunting and bracing your weight on your arms. I wrap my legs tight around you, holding you inside as I come to another climax so fast that I express a feeling of falling, that I feel so dizzy. You nuzzle down into my neck, kissing and then biting me hard and I moan long and loud.

I struggle to catch my breath as you move faster and deeper into me. Each thrust is met with a resounding cry of passion escaping my throat. I start chanting your name, telling you how good it feels, how much I love my pet. I cry out again and again until suddenly without warning, you cum deep inside me....collapsing into my chest and let out a groan that comes straight from your soul.

You hardly have the strength to move off of me as I pant and climb out from underneath you. You lazily roll over and I tell you to catch a nap, that I'm going to make some food and when we're done eating, we're gonna start all over. I tie your leash to the bed and walk out, taking note of the smile spreading across your face as your drift off to sleep. 



Naughty Boy



 [©2011 BY CLINTON09; ALL CHARACTERS ARE OVER THE AGE OF 18 WITH IDENTITIES DISGUISED; THIS STORY HAS A 'HARDER EDGE' THAN MOST; BE WARNED: HERE BE DRAGONS; FOR AGES 21 OR ABOVE]

[Given an opportunity, a son takes his sexy drunken mom; so, you wouldn't? I bet...]

Okay, you're looking at me. I give up, I confess! Let me try and explain first.

Just having turned 18, I was living with my father, Mal, 53, a local businessman, and my mom, Sue, 41, a housewife (and MILF.) I had the normal arguments with both of them, but more with him. He insisted I leave their large home because I turned 18. I was in the midst of moving when this signal moment occurred. 

My parents had been at a neighborhood cocktail party, as was their wont. I then heard a crash in the garage. They were back and my father had overshot the warning bumper in the garage. He then passed out, hung-over from the party. My mom for her part was almost as tanked up. What happened next was weird.

It is very disconcerting to see people on all fours, but my mom went from walking to crawling by the time she got near her room. Then, taking the wrong turn, she crawled into MY room. Struggling to do so, she had just enough strength to climb onto my bed (thinking it her own?) and collapse. I looked over there from my desk in shock. There was my gorgeous mother wearing a tight fitting cocktail dress. Her silky, shapely tanned legs were not covered by any hosiery; her smooth sexy feet bare (her shoes out by the garage.)

A 'good boy' would have covered his semi-conscious mom with a blanket and left the room. Alas, I couldn't locate a good boy; as for me, I had lusted after my busty mom for years. I had had two dreams about her for all these many years. The first was that during one of our dreary formal dinners, mom would go down on me. As he watched in absolute shock and horror, her blonde locks would be flying as her lovely head moved faster and faster. Finally, I would look to the heavens as I moaned, filling her mouth to overflowing. Mom would then demurely stand up, saunter over to her 'old man', sitting there in shock. She would bend down and then drool out a gallon of my jizz from all sides of her mouth, an oral 'creampie' to beat the band.

The other dream of mine was to get her on my bed. God, how many times I had imagined getting her bare-butt naked, making mad passionate love, and putting her, my mom, in the family way. I'm ashamed to admit it was one of my goals in life to get my own mother pregnant!

Well, here she was unexpectedly, lying on my bed. She was drunk, to be sure, but her body was still as perfect, her cunt just as open, welcoming, warm and fertile. I decided the heck with what people might think: I was going to fuck her.

I could distinctly note the divine scent of Joy perfume as I bent over to my mother, gloriously on display on my humble bed. My hands undid the zipper along the side of that gold silk dress. I pulled it down, gasping at the splendor that was my mother's perfect breasts. I remember the first centerfold I had seen and this was an equal treat for my eyes. I gently caressed her big brown nipples, just now popping as she realized that I was in the room. Those knobs stood like thumbs, throbbing and erect. I gently kissed each nipple in turn, making her squirm in pleasure, drunk or not.

With difficulty, I raised my mom by the hips and wiggled that skintight dress the rest of the way off. It slipped down off her feet. I caressed her smooth feet while I was down there, giving a quiet kiss to each beautiful bare foot.

I centered her on my bed, putting her flat on her back, separating those silky, smooth, bikini-waxed legs. My cock was hard as steel, ten inches of pride. My balls had never been so swollen, weighted down with seed. As I kneeled on the bed, about to climb between those legs, my testes drooped so much as to drag along the bedspread. I seethed with anticipation, eager to unload that huge reservoir of saved up passion and sperm deep inside my barely aware, supersexy mom. 

Finally, a dream fulfilled as I mounted my beautiful mother. I don't know if I would have gone ahead and done what I did had I known one thing. In the weirdest sight in history, my drunken father was sitting on the loveseat right outside of my room in the hallway. He was watching us; what was odder was that he had a remote control in his hand. Apparently, he was so tanked up he thought that what he was seeing in my room was an adult film for which that remote control would come in handy.

Unaware of our little audience, I proceeded at full speed. First things first, I dragged my lengthy and quite heavy cock back and forth across the entrance to heaven. As the sensitive cockhead was dragged across that beaver fluff circling that area, it sent an electric shock thru my unit. It was sensory overload. I had to move on to stage two: full and complete entry. 

Putting my mom's gorgeous legs up on my shoulders, I rolled mom towards the bed post, pushing myself above and then down into her. My long cock was just big enough to touch every cubic centimeter of my mom's precious vaginal depths. Finally, my big cockhead was playing in the realm of the cervical area, with her treasured uterus not far off. I proceeded to saw away, inside and outside, for ten minutes. The heat building up was just overwhelming. I then bent as far forward as I could, leaning down with all weight center into my 'drill'. As it seemed to enter a tight constricting area within her warmest, deepest insides, my cock swelled, the tiny slit on its end opening to the size of a quarter. Then, fulfilling my grandest dream, I came. 

Later I would joke, "I came with such force she got a divorce." The warm, white, thick foam, sprayed out in squirts and spurts, almost immediately oozing out and dripping down her thighs: So much passion, so much seed. It seemed like an hour, but the spend actually only took but a few minutes. Through the drunken haze that clouded her mind, she generated a long, low moan. I do believe that she had had an orgasm, matching my own climax in perfect mutual timing. Best of all, her womb was now swollen with my sperm, just as unprotected as I hoped and at peak fertility as I dreamed. 

Her drunken hubby was still watching. He excitedly clicked on his remote control, hoping to 'Tivo' the climax scene again...to no avail. Instead, he saw me get off of my beautiful mother. I flexed my muscles proudly in triumph as I looked back at the bed. There was my mom, her legs still spread, with a huge gob of white foam dripping out of her sperm-filled pussy. What a creampie! 

After admiring my work, I quickly got on board again to push that big glob of sperm-laden cum back inside of her. To my surprise, as my cock was back within her warm, welcoming depths, I felt compelled to kiss her pliant lips gently and cum yet another time. This second time was not as copious as the first, but had more sensitivity and lasted longer. 

When I got off of mom the second time, I finally saw him lurking just outside of my room in the hallway. As I approached him, he furiously clicked on the Tivo controller, hoping to get back to that damn love scene where the male actor came deeply inside of the hot blonde who looked so much like his real wife, Sue. I just quietly took the remote and pivoted him on the love seat. Obligingly, his head softly hit the pillow cushion and he immediately was out like a light.

I went back to my mom, who had just been 'serviced' by yours truly and now carried an ocean of my warm sperm deep inside of her. She sat up in bed, murmuring drunkenly that she had to get to the bidet in her master bathroom and clean herself up. I could not/would not allow that to happen. I rushed up to her, brushing her hair back with my hand, whispering that she had to rest now. To my relief, she slowly turned back to the welcoming soft bedspread, hitting the bed in almost slow motion, utterly spent from the booze and the non-stop sex.

Knowing my parents' strident opposition to abortion of any kind, I knew I merely had to wait. To help matters along, I put my mom's knees up and put a flat pillow underneath her behind. Sure enough, as I 'babysat' them, ensuring that mom never saw a shower, bath or bidet to clean up, the miracle happened. Fully six of my vibrant, eager young sperm squiggled onto the surface of her ovum. As I zealously guarded anyone from disturbing that conception period, my beautiful mother conceived my babies. It would end up being sextuplets, six perfectly healthy babies. To my surprise and relief, he took responsibility for it. It turns out he was quite short 'where it counted' and hadn't been able to satisfy my mom for years. This event gave him 'cover', and we (mom and I) couldn't be happier.

Eventually, we ended up with nine children. The next three times that we mated with the intent of making babies, we did record it on DVD. Now, finally, while he was tending to the diapers and formulae of that throng of bawling babies, he could also watch mom and I do it. Finally, that Tivo remote control was of some value. Best of all, while mom's 'old man' toiled away, tending to three bedrooms teeming with our assembly-line output of babies, we had the free time to make love constantly, resulting in more babies. While he watched Tivo showing a young man bedding a look-alike of his wife, the real young man (me) was free to make love to his real wife (mom). Awesome... 



Naughty Boy



My name is Harry and I am the son of a very beautiful mother and sister. They have always teased me one way or another through my teenage years by walking around half naked or by saying suggestive things to me and leaving me all hot and bothered. I am now 18 years old with very short dark hair and now stand at 6 foot tall. Now that I am of age maybe the teasing will lead to more than just me getting all hot and bothered maybe it might lead to something more.

My sister Jenny is almost a mirror image of mom apart from Jenny having blonde hair and mom's being black. Now 20 years old Jenny has already left home and been married to her long-time boyfriend Roger for the last 2 years. They have a baby daughter Amy who is now 9 months old. Jenny still feeds her daughter breast milk and is not shy about it either. Jenny does come home now and again when her hubby goes off around the country doing his job and also when mom went away for the weekend and I was left home alone. She has caught me a few times staring as she fed her daughter Amy her breast milk but has not said anything about it only smiled when catching me.

My mom Lilith is 40 years old with long dark hair, long slender legs, a cute ass and 38dd boobs. As I said she is almost a mirror image of my sister Jenny apart from the colour of their hair and also Jenny now having bigger 38EE boobs due to breast feeding my little niece Amy. Mom had been married to my father for almost 18 years before he was taken from us just before I was born by a drunk driver smashing into his car and killing my father instantly.

Now that Jenny has her own family and home it is only mom and I left in this big old empty feeling house. We both work during the day, me as a car valet and my mom as a bank clerk. I have masturbated regularly over the last couple of years to what it would feel to fuck either of them or even both of them together. I never thought any of my fantasies would ever come to pass but I was soon to learn that dreams do come true sometimes.

My sister came to stay for a couple of weeks as her hubby had to go overseas to do with his job. Jenny didn't want to stay alone so she came back home to her old room with Amy. Over the next week when Jenny breast fed Amy she would do so in the living room no matter who was there and never hid what she was doing either. I would sit at the big table with my laptop looking as if I was surfing the net or something. In reality I would be watching my sister breast feeding her daughter.

All week long this would happen and even my mom would sit and watch as her daughter breast fed her granddaughter. A few times I was sure I saw mom fidget about on her chair while she watched which got me all the more excited. Each night after Jenny had fed her baby and put her to bed I would say my good nights and run up the stairs and into the bathroom and masturbate till I shot cum against the shower wall.

I have had only ever had 1 real girlfriend but I never got to third base with her so it never lasted that long. Now here I was lusting after my mom and my sister. After a week of climbing the wall and just wanting to jump my sister I just had to get myself laid one way or another. It was alright for my mom as I had heard her trying to keep herself satisfied with a few dildos that I knew she had as I had snooped in her room a few times when she was out.

I had got up out of bed about 10 am that morning and mom was still sleeping as she had been out partying the night before and was completely out of it by the time she got home in the early hours. I was in the shower yanking on my morning wood when I heard the handle of the bathroom door being turned and someone walking in to the bathroom and then the door being closed.

"Hey if you didn't notice I am trying to have a shower here!" I called out but there was no answer.

I could hear someone moving about and then all of a sudden the shower curtain was pulled back all the way.

"What the fuck..." I began to stutter.

"Well now what do we have here?" She asked as a wicked grin began to cross her face.

"I think I have found a solution to the craving you have." She said again raising an eyebrow.

"How would you like to stick that big stiff cock of yours up my hungry cunt Harry?" She said as she gazed at my cock with that, I-wanna-fuck look.

There stood sister in a black silky bra and matching panties, her eyes now glued to my 8" hard-on that was still in my hand from my morning wank. Jenny gasped as she looked from my cock to my eyes and back to my cock again.

"You do you realize what you just asked me Jenny?" I asked as I tried to cover myself as best I could.

"I am so damned horny at the moment I am willing to try just about anything right now to scratch this itch." She answered.

My cock was even harder, if that was possible, with what Jenny was asking me and the way her lips were now covered in her own saliva as she drooled over my dick. The only thing on her mind was getting laid and it just so happened I was the main course at this moment in time.

"What about your hubby?" I asked her.

"Oh he won't be home for at least another week and I can't wait that long, I need a cock and I need it right now!" She said in a demanding voice.

"What about Mom she might hear us." I said as I tried to find a way out of the situation I was in.

"I am sure she would enjoy the show." Jenny said as she licked her lips again.

With that Jenny unclasped her bra and let it drop beside her panties that now lay puddled at her feet on the floor. Jenny now stood completely naked in front of me. The amount of times I have fantasized over her being naked in front of me and having her begging me to fuck her and fill her with my cum. And now here I was trying to find a way of it. What the fuck am I doing, here was the chance I have been begging for all week long.

"This way I won't need to go looking for another man and I can keep it in the family." Jenny said as she walked towards the shower stall. 

Jenny had decided to take things into her own hands and stretched out and took my manhood between her fingers. She continued to caress my now throbbing cock, stroking it up and down a few times. She bent over and began to lick her tongue down the underside of my shaft and onto my balls before taking one of them into her mouth. I stood there rooted to the spot with my eyes closed as I just gave in and moaned in pleasure. Jenny's sucking of my cock was impressive and if she kept it up I would soon be exploding all over her mouth. I began to push my stiff cock into her open mouth back and forth. 

She let it glide between her lips and closed her lips around it as she took me deep into her mouth and finally into her throat. One of my hands I now placed behind her head and my other hand was now massaging one of her milk filled boobs. I began to fuck her mouth in earnest as her baby milk began squirting from her engorged nipple. Jenny could feel my balls begin to tighten in her hand and she knew it wouldn't be long before I spurted cum into her mouth. As I looked down I noticed Jenny was rubbing her clit as she rocked her pussy back and forth over her fingers. She increased the pace of her sucking on my hard cock and the rubbing on her clit.

"Oh fuck, I am going to come in your mouth, Oh fuck, it feels so good!" I grunted.

"Fuck, I'm cummmmming!" Was all I got to say as cum shot from my balls and up and out of my throbbing dick.

I could feel her baby milk squirting onto my thigh as I squeezed both her nipples now as I shot cum into her mouth and down her throat. She kept swallowing my sweet cock juice down as it erupted from my cock into her mouth. After I stopped spewing cum into her she took me out of her mouth and moved up to kiss me. Her lips met mine and we kissed with Jenny giving me a taste of my own cum for the first time. I don't know what made me look over to the bathroom door but as I did there was mom standing there watching us. She had her eyes closed and her right hand on her left boob tweaking her taut nipple. Her other hand was on the soft mound of flesh between her thighs as she rubbed at her clit with a fury. A few moments later her plump cunt lips burst like a dam as she collapsed on to the floor in a heap as her orgasm ripped through her and puddled on the floor under her.

As soon cum stopped Jenny removed her mouth from my cock and looked behind her at her mom who was slumped on the floor by the door. Jenny let me catch my breath for a few minutes as her eyes bulged out at the sight of her mom laying there twitching as her fingers still rubbed at her dripping cunt. Jenny crawled over to mom and rose to her feet in front of our mom and pulled her close to her. As Jenny moved mom's head to her crotch area Jenny began humping her cunt into mom's face. Jenny was now lust crazy I don't think she even knew what she was doing at that very moment. My cock was beginning to show signs of life as I watched on. It was soon standing up in full glory as I stood there watching my sister humping her pussy into our mother's mouth. Mom was now licking and sucking her daughter's erect clit which made Jenny moan continuously and press her cunt hard on mom's mouth. 

My hard cock now wanted in Jenny very badly now and it gave a little jump at the same time as my sister placed her thighs on either side of mom's head. Jenny wrapped one of her legs around mom's shoulders and head as she fucked her cunt over her mom's face. Soon she was coming in mom's mouth with her juices oozing out the sides of mom's mouth as mom began swallowing all her daughter's juice as best she could as an orgasm also ripped through mom again. As soon as Jenny had recovered she turned her gaze to me and her eyes were totally glazed over. Both mom and Jenny were covered in sweat and Mom's face was also covered in Jenny's cunt juices.

"My cunt is on fire, now put that thing of yours inside me and fuck me now!" Jenny growled at me.

Jenny just dropped down on the tiled floor laying on her back as spread her thighs in total readiness. She was now like a wanton woman as she lay there rubbing her clit with total abandonment. I stood there with my long stiff cock jerking in my hand as I looked at mom as she looked at Jenny laying there begging me to fuck her wanton cunt. As I moved to within reach of Jenny mom grabbed my cock and pulled me towards her opening mouth to taste me before I entered her daughter. The situation had now gone beyond incest, it didn't matter who or what was in front of Jenny she would have fucked it without blinking an eyelid. My cock head was now deep inside mom's mouth as she began to suck on my dick. Her wet lips were now around the base of my prick as I thrust mu pelvis forward making the head of my cock hit the back of her throat. 

After she pulled me back out of her mouth mom pulled my cock downwards making me kneel between my sister's legs. Mom lined my dick up to the entrance of my sister's pussy and helped me thrust forward forcing my throbbing erection into Jenny's slippery cunt. Mom pushed my ass forward as I disappeared inside Jenny up to my balls in one swift movement.

"Oh my god that feels so good, don't move, let me savour the moment!" Jenny cried out.

After a couple of minutes Jenny started thrusting her crotch up at me which gave the signal for me to start fucking her. I began to make deep thrusts into sister's cunt while kissing mom in a deep tongue sucking embrace. Then mom pulled her lips from mine to her daughter's as they kissed and their tongue's danced together as I fucked my sister's soaking wet pussy. Mom then moved her head to her daughter's milky boobs and began to suck on one of her engorged nipples as her daughter's baby milk squirted into her mouth and she began to swallow it. Once she had drank from one boob she leaned over and drank from the other until she had her full. Mom then took off what clothes she had left on and left them on a pile next to her daughter's underwear. Mom then straddled her daughter's head and sat her dripping pussy on her daughter's mouth as she leaned into me as we kissed again. 

I could taste my sister's baby milk on my mother's lips and in her mouth as I put my tongue in her mouth. Mom then started rubbing her cunt on her daughter's mouth as Jenny's tongue went deep into her mother's hot wet pussy. I took hold of mom's boobs and massaged them as we kissed and she moaned hard into my mouth with what her daughter and son were doing to her body. With every hard thrust of my cock in Jenny's cunt I could hear her moan into mom's pussy which sent mom into a huge orgasm. Mom's juices flooded Jenny's mouth almost making her choke as mom was now squirting into her daughter's mouth and it was flowing out over Jenny's face. Once mom moved off Jenny's face and fell beside her daughter I increased my thrusting even more into Jenny's well used body. 

"Oh, fuck me, fuck me hard, fuck me, fuck me harder, come inside me, fill my cunt with your cum!" She gasped between each thrust of my throbbing prick.

Jenny was now shaking violently with every thrust all the way up to my balls inside her. Grunting like a bull I was taken over the edge by her cunt. As it began to milk my cock I blasted my hot cum deep inside her cunt. Jenny's started jerking as her orgasm rocked her body. Both of them were lying on their backs covered in sweat from the vigorous exertion as mom and Jenny recovered. Finally Jenny stopped moving from her long hard fuck and as I slowly got off Jenny my now shrivelling cock slid out of her cum filled cunt with a plop. 

"That was fabulous, if I knew you could fuck like that I would have seduced you long ago." Jenny sighed.

"I didn't know I could come twice in such a short time. Seeing your naked body did something to me." I replied.

Mom and Jenny smiled back at me and they both got up off the floor and mom stepped into the shower. Jenny again dropped to her knees as she took my cock in her hand and took it in her mouth covered in her own juices and my spunk. She then cleaned my shaft and then my balls with a smack of her lips. Then got up and joined mom in the shower leaving me standing there on my own in the middle of the bathroom.

"I hope we can do this often?" Jenny asked.

"Do you mean sharing a shower or sharing your brother with me?" Mom asked with a giggle.

"Oh I mean both mom." Jenny replied.

"Oh I am sure we will be doing this often if you want to?" Mom asked Jenny.

"What about me don't I get a say in this?" I asked then both with a raised voice.



Naughty Boy



Not only did my mother have to accept the fact that her only son was gay, that was hard enough in itself! She'd always dreamed of having grandchildren and now that would never happen. No, in addition to that, my mother had to accept the fact that I'd fallen totally, head-over-heels in love with a man nearly her age! The first few times she met Sam, she looked at him as if he were a child molester! But she got over that, eventually. After she'd known about Sam and me for about 6 months, mom then had to accept the fact that her 19 year old son was leaving home. 

Sam and I had lived together for around 3 months when my twentieth birthday arrived. Looking back on it now, I think that was the day that would eventually change my life! On that special day, Sam did something I never expected. He first told me to undress completely, which wasn't unusual, this actually happened quite often. He then grabbed my wrist and forcefully pulled me over his lap. With one big warm hand on my naked back, he raised the other and gave me a playful smack on my right cheek. I giggled. The next swat was harder, but still didn't even sting. 

After 4 or 5 of his playful spanks, I asked for them harder. He hit me the next time, and it almost stung. So I asked for it harder again. We went back and forth until the last 5. Those last five left my butt warm and rosy red with his palm prints all over it. I don't think I'd realized how turned on I'd gotten until the spanking was over with! My smallish penis was rock hard! And I could feel Sam's giant cock throbbing against my hip. 

I slid off his lap onto my knees and proceeded to give him the best blowjob I'd ever given. I even showed him his cream on my tongue before swallowing it, I know he loves that. As soon as I'd swallowed, I looked up into his eyes and felt my lower lip quiver. The next thing I knew I was sobbing uncontrollably. Sam reached down and pulled me onto his lap, holding me close and letting me cry my eyes out. It took me quite a while to get a hold of myself. The emotions rushing through me were so powerful. I had feelings I'd never experienced before and couldn't explain if tried.

When I'd finally calmed down, Sam whispered in my ear, "Are you okay?" After meeting his eyes, I began to giggle. With it all over with, it was embarrassing that I'd broken down like that. I tried to tell him it was nothing. But he wouldn't buy it. He kept me there naked on his lap and we talked about it.

After he'd asked me a multitude of questions about the spanking and my emotional meltdown, all of which were completely humiliating to answer. He began asking me about my childhood. Through that conversation, we both learned a something about me. While growing up, I looked for ways to get punished. It was like I needed my mother making the decisions and enforcing rules. My mother had never abused me, not even close. If I used any of the big swear words or got caught in a lie, I'd be sure to find myself standing in the bathroom with a bar of soap in my mouth. For most other mistakes, I'd wind up over her lap getting a spanking. Most of the spankings I could remember were on my bare bottom.

Another thing we'd learned from that long conversation was that even now, I felt I needed to be punished from time to time. And I confessed that I loved the idea of Sam deciding when and how I would receive that punishment. That statement led to the tangent of what I thought a punishment should be. I didn't know exactly, other than a spanking, but told him I thought a punishment should hurt. It shouldn't be playful or restrained. After all, it was supposed to be a punishment.

Sam held me close against him then. As I cuddled up against him on his lap, he whispered in my ear, "Baby, I'd be happy to punish you, I think I might enjoy it. But I need to hear you tell me that you'll accept the punishments without your feelings changing toward me. I can't imagine you falling out of love with me because of this. I know you can't make that promise, but I need to hear you say it. I need you to look me in the eye and ask me to punish you when you need it. I need you to tell me that you want it, that you need it. Can you do that?"

Without saying a word, I slid off his lap and stood up before him. While still completely naked, I took his hands as he stood up. Looking up into his eyes, I said, "Sam, I love you. And I would really appreciate it if you would punish me. I'll let you decide how, when, where and for what reason I should be punished, I trust you. I don't really know why I think I need this, but I do. And Sam, I want you to be the one to do it."

I stood there blushing and feeling pretty foolish for what seemed like hours. I was still naked and he was completely dressed. I don't think I could have felt sillier if I tried. Finally, a loving smile spread across his face when he pulled me into his arms and hugged me. He told me that he loved me too and from now on, I should be on my best behavior because he would be watching. We both giggled a little and held each other close.

Weeks passed without a single punishment. I was beginning to think Sam forgot about that conversation we had. On several occasions I almost hinted about it, but decided not to. I didn't want to push Sam into something he wasn't completely comfortable doing. Maybe he loved me so much that he couldn't hurt me? I was still hoping he loved me so much he would. 

On the drive home from visiting my mom on Friday evening, Sam kept his hands on the wheel and his eyes on the road when he told me that I'd disappointed him. He told me that I hadn't given my mom a "hello hug or kiss" nor did I bother to give her the same affection before we left. For that matter, I hadn't even told her that I loved her. In a very business-like tone, Sam went on to tell me he found this behavior unacceptable and I would be punished when we arrived home.

I almost said something about being unable to remember the last time I hugged or kissed my mom, but I caught myself at the last moment. This was going to be my very first official punishment from Sam and I could hardly wait! I looked over at the man I loved and he showed no emotion other than disappointment. For a split second, I found myself feeling terrible that I'd let him down. But my excitement chased that thought from my mind. This is what I'd asked for. It was what I thought I needed. And the drive couldn't have gone by faster.

When the garage door had closed behind us, Sam spoke for the first time since announcing the punishment. He told me to wait right where I was. The tone of voice he used actually frightened me. He sounded really mad, I'd never heard him use that tone with me before.

He slammed the car door and then slammed the garage door. I was scared shitless waiting there for him to return. And I didn't dare move from the passenger's seat. He had me wait in the car for 5 very long minutes. I actually jumped when the door to the house flew open and he stood there with the light behind him, looking so powerful. He stared at me while opening my door. I cautiously stood up and he immediately and firmly slid his hand into my right armpit. After slamming my door shut he quickly walked into the house while still gripping my arm tightly. He quickly drug me straight into the living room when he stopped suddenly. I looked up to see a lone, wooden chair sitting in the middle of the room. It as a chair from the dining room. It had no arms and would be perfect for a spanking, I'd actually thought about going over his lap in those chairs before.

Without further hesitation, he propelled me into the room. After sitting down, he looked into my eyes and with gritted teeth he said, "Get your clothes off and get over my lap, NOW!" The emphasis he put on that last word made me jump. I was really scared when I quickly stripped off every shred I was wearing. Sam kept his eyes fixed on my shaking form the entire time. There was something tremendously embarrassing about undressing in front of him that time.

When I'd dropped my underpants, he grabbed my wrist so tightly it actually hurt. In the same motion, he yanked me over his lap with more force than I imagined he had. I had to stop myself from crashing into the floor with my hands. He laid one hand firmly on my lower back to hold me still, he pressed the other open palm into my cheeks. That open palm then left my cheeks and I knew it was coming. My body was trembling. I had goose-bumps all over me. This was it. This was what I'd always wanted.

Like an explosion his open hand struck my bottom with enough force to make me feel like my eyes popped out of my head. There was no hesitation, his hand bounced off my butt and slammed back into me. By that second blow, I felt tears begin to roll down my face. By the third or fourth I was begging him to stop and screaming each time he hit me. 

At some point during that spanking, I reached back to try and protect my poor butt from any more pain. That turned out to be a huge mistake. With his free hand, he pinned both my wrists behind my back and began beating my poor cheeks with even more vengeance. I was crying wildly, screaming and whining and begging him to stop. My legs were kicking around and I tried with everything I was worth to wiggle off of his lap, but I never could. He was way too strong.

I have no idea how many times he struck me, I lost count. But when my first punishment had finally ended, he practically pushed me off his lap as if he were disgusted by me. I wound up crouching on floor, looking up at him with my tear streaked face. In that same frightening, disappointed tone, Sam told me to stand in the corner with my hands behind my head until he told me otherwise. He raised his arm and pointed to the corner next to our large picture window. Thankfully, the drapes were drawn on that window.

I picked myself up and scurried to that corner. With my nose nearly touching the wall, I laced my fingers behind my head. After several moments, I still hadn't heard a sound from Sam, all I could hear were my own fading sobs. I imagined him staring at my freshly punished bottom. I tried to picture what my butt must look like in my mind. All that made me do was focus on how badly it hurt. From then on, I couldn't stop my hips from wiggling around. I needed to rub my cheeks badly!

Sam's voice had almost returned to its normal sound when he spoke again. "From now on, when you see your mother, you will greet her with a nice hug and kiss and I want to hear you tell her how much you love her. She'll get the same respect from you before we leave. Do you understand me?"

I quickly nodded my head up and down and squeaked, "Yes."

He went on, "She is your mother and she deserves to be treated as such. If I find you disrespecting her again, you'll find yourself being punished right in front of her. I won't wait until we get home again." He paused there to let that thought sink into my head. "Now, you just stay right there. A little corner time will be good for you."

With that, I heard him stand up and leave the room with the chair he had sat in. I stood with my nose in the corner for quite a while. My sobbing eventually stopped and tried to hear what he was doing, but there wasn't a sound. I stayed as quiet as possible, listening, trying to figure out where he was. My arms and legs were beginning to get stiff when I heard footsteps. I guessed he was walking from our bedroom to the bathroom. He then turned on the water, he was washing his hands. Then the water came back on. It took me a little bit to figure out he was running a bath. When he stopped the water, I heard him walking through the house toward the living room where I stood.

From right behind me, he said, "Come here Sweetie. Your punishment is over."

I spun around and found myself in his arms. He hadn't changed, he was still dressed as he had been when we were at my mom's house. He didn't say a word when I broke down into tears again. He gently rubbed my back, holding my head against his chest. When I managed to speak, I tried to tell him how sorry I was. I went on to babble about disappointing him and mistreating my mom. He lovingly shh'ed and told me everything was alright. He told me he loved me more than anything else. But that he would punish me if I needed it.

The ease he had slipped into the role of my punisher was a little frightening. That was the first time I'd ever REALLY been punished by anyone other than my mother. I was new to this! But Sam seemed to be completely comfortable beating my butt if needed. He was a lot better at it than my mom ever was too.

While just beginning to get control of myself again, Sam reached down and picked me up off the floor into his arms. He carried me down the hall and across the threshold of the bathroom as if I were his bride. Without even straining himself, he slowly lowered me into the rather warm bubbly bathwater. He knelt down beside the tub, grabbed a clean washcloth and began to wash every square inch of my body.

When asked to get on my hands and knees, I didn't hesitate. Sam was so gentle with that washcloth against my poor cheeks. He used his hands to splash water on my butt to rinse it off. He then slid a single finger between my cheeks and gently poked at my wrinkled hole. I think I moaned a little because I felt that finger keep pressing until it popped inside me. I know my back arched a little then, it always does when I get penetrated. 

Sam knelt there beside the tub slowly and gently fingering me. I began pushing back into his finger, wanting it to go a little deeper. But Sam kept pulling back, not letting any other part of his hand touch me. In no time at all, I was stiff and horny. Before I could make a move toward him, Sam used his free hand to reach under me and loop his first finger and thumb around my penis. I moaned out loud. I know I did because I heard the echo. He held both his hands perfectly still. I began to slowly hump myself into his loving hand. 

In a very soft, loving voice he said, "You have never looked more adorable than you do right now. Dripping wet, still in the tub. A freshly spanked, bright red bottom, a stiff weenie and so horny. Yes, you are very cute."

He'd barely stopped talking when I gasped, my back arched even deeper and I squeaked in a strange high pitch. My cheeks flexed around his finger as I squirted my juices into the bathtub. He let me calm down before helping me out of the tub. He sat on the lid of the toilet and held a large soft towel open for me. He wrapped it around my body and with the same gentle care, he dried me off. We finished in the bathroom with Sam brushing my hair. 

Before leaving the room, Sam picked me back up into his arms and carried me our bedroom. The covers were already pulled back on my side of the bed. Sam leaned down and laid me on the bed. I winced when my tender cheeks first touched the sheets, but eventually got comfortable. He held eye contact with me as he pulled up the covers and tucked me in. He kissed me softly and whispered good night before clicking off the light. I heard him stand and saw his silhouette in the doorway. He told me I'd had a rough day and that I should get some sleep. With that, he closed the door almost all the way and walked down the hall. I doubt I was awake for more than a few minutes before drifting off to sleep.