9 comments/ 228958 views/ 77 favorites Never in a Million Years Ch. 01 By: Many Feathers I had worked as a Paleontologist for most of my adult life. Nearing thirty, I had already seen and traveled to more exotic places than most would over their entire life-time. I loved my work. But it had left me very little time to develop any serious or long term relationships. Not that I hadn't had my fare-share of women here and there. I had. But there was really no time for any permanence in my life at the moment. I'd been working on a new site in Guatemala when the telegram arrived. It was from mom, short...sweet and to the point as I'd come to expect from her. I had to take a moment to think back to the last time I'd even seen her, or come for a visit. Nearly five years now since I had done so...and only then because dad had passed away due to a long suffering illness. Don't get me wrong, I loved my mother, but she and dad seemed to constantly be at odds around one another, which made whatever time I spent with either one of them, less than enjoyable. And once again, the news I'd just received wasn't good either. "John. Uncle Fred passed away suffering a heart attack. Susan's coming here to stay with me for a while. Next time you're in town again, come by. Would be nice to see you again. Love mom." Like I said, short and sweet...to the point. But it was what she hadn't said that intrigued me. One of the reasons I hadn't spent as much time with my folks as I might have, regardless of their constant bickering, was the fact there had been a bit of a family scandal years ago. If I hadn't left when I did to begin my new adventure in life, my Uncle Fred would have no doubt killed me. I had just turned nineteen at the time. I was still in the process of trying to decide which school to attend to begin my new career. But prior to doing that, I'd been invited to participate in a dig not too far from home, something I was looking forward to doing. Gain some much needed experience for one thing, but for another...to actually get away and out on my own. As such, mom and dad had more or less put together a going away party for me. A few friends, family...including my Aunt Susan and Uncle Fred. Needless to say, the alcohol flowed that evening, plenty of wine and beer...too much so for my Aunt Susan who had become pretty intoxicated during the course of the evening. Not that I wasn't feeling it myself, but what happened after that I can only blame on the free-flowing booze...my Aunt's very real attractiveness, and the fact that I was still a typically horny nineteen year old kid. I had just entered the upstairs bathroom in order to take a leak. I had caught movement out of the corner of my eye just prior to doing that, glancing back and saw my Aunt slowly weaving her way towards me down the hall. Like I said, it was obvious she'd had a bit to drink herself, but I didn't think much more about it. After all, I had gotten there first. Standing over the toilet, I whipped out my cock in preparation of taking a pee when she knocked on the door. "Hurry up in there!" She called out. "I need to pee too!" She added. I don't know why it is...maybe it's just me, though I've since discovered that several men can become "pee-shy" for whatever reason. But the thought of my Aunt standing there listening to me urinate suddenly made it even more difficult as I stood there struggling...trying to make it go. Which of course is when she simply barged in rather than waiting outside any longer. Unfortunately, the lock on the door had broken years ago, and dad had never gotten around to having it fixed. Saw no real point in it anyway as there was another bathroom downstairs, and a half bath in their bedroom...also down stairs. And though this really wasn't my own personal bathroom, it was the one I always tended to use as my bedroom was just down at the end of the hallway. I was still standing there, holding my dick in hand when Susan suddenly barged into the room. I had simultaneously just managed to start peeing when this happened, so it wasn't like I could just shove it back inside my pants without pissing all over myself. I tried turning, just a bit off to one side, calling out to her as she came stumbling in, just managing to reach the sink clinging to it without falling over as she boldly looked down at me, dick in hand. "Aunt Sue!" I just managed, red in the face for one thing, though all she did was laugh. "Ain't like I aint seen a man's prick before," she slurred slightly. "Though admittedly, not sure I've seen one that big before," she giggled more to herself suddenly reaching out towards me of all things. Though thankfully, I had managed to stop peeing, even though I was far from being finished as I stepped back suddenly, out of reflex and self protection more than anything in an attempt to actually keep her hand from finding me. When I did that however, I stumbled, stepping back into the shower stall nearby. The small ledge causing me to fall back, where I luckily just managed to catch myself before falling flat on my ass inside the shower itself. All this did was cause my Aunt to laugh however, as she suddenly pulled down the slacks, along with the panties she was wearing, and lay claim to the toilet I'd been trying to use. The problem with that was...she'd forgotten to lower the seat. Suddenly she's half disappearing down inside the bowl, totally taken by surprise and now as shocked as I was at the somewhat comical events taking place here. Me standing there with my dick sticking out, my Aunt, bare-assed now half wedged into the toilet bowl. "Well don't just stand there gawking at me John!" She cried out. "Help get me up out of here!" She demanded. She was waving her arms wildly, motioning for me to come over to her, not to mention half yelling as she did. At least there was enough noise downstairs to cover her sudden cry of alarm, or so I thought anyway, as I hurriedly moved towards her. More as a measure of shutting her up as opposed to actually helping her I suppose. The last thing I wanted was for someone to come rushing in, and find the two of us like this. Hard enough trying to explain that let alone anything else. Which is basically what actually happened. Grabbing her hands, I had expected to pull her up and out of the toilet. Slightly off balance myself however, she pulled instead, bringing me crashing into her. The next thing I hear is her saying, "Ah ha! Gotcha!" Before I even realized what was happening, my Aunt's suddenly got my dick inside her mouth, sucking it. Her hands now dropping mine, and clenching onto my ass, pulling me even more fully into her. I had hardly any time to react to what was happening. My thoughts suddenly going in a million directions at once. For one...believe it or not, this was my first EVER blowjob! Though at the time, I'm not sure it really qualified as one. But the fact my dick was actually inside a woman's mouth, even if she was my aunt was enough to cause me to stand there stupidly for a moment, just taking this all in. Secondly...and not that anything had ever happened between us prior to this, growing up...I had always had a bit of a minor crush on my aunt. Not something I had ever actually acted upon, but she hadn't exactly helped in that department either. About the time I had hit some level of maturity...my Aunt Susan had taken a bit of a sadistic kick out of teasing me, even flirting with me a little. There'd been brief, subtle glimpses down her blouse...things like that when I knew damn good and well she hadn't been wearing a bra. And I swore she knew it too, allowing me these quick peeks, a knowing look and a smile right behind that. The occasional brushes up against me, kisses on the cheek or forehead as she allowed a lingering caress of breast against my arm. My sexy looking aunt had become a major portion of my masturbatory fantasies back then. She really was sexy looking, though hating to admit it, so was mom. Though she had put on a few extra pounds over the course of the years, mom too was still an attractive looking woman. Both sisters with dishwater blonde hair, curvy figures, more than ample bust lines...which again, my Aunt Susan seemed to enjoy flaunting in my face whenever she had the chance. But up until this moment...it had never gone beyond any of that. Certainly not with me standing there, my cock in her mouth as she sat there, still half-wedged inside the toilet bowl, with her slacks and panties down around her ankles as she sat there sucking on it. Which is when the fucking bathroom door opened once again. Apparently...even with the noise going on down below us, my mother had just managed to hear my Aunt's cry for help. Ascending the stairs, she had taken a moment more to inform my Uncle that she'd just heard her sister's cry for help. So he too then had followed her up the stairs in search of my Aunt. It had taken a moment for them to figure out where she was...even laughing about it as they opened the bathroom door. No doubt already well aware of her somewhat inebriated state and expecting something...just not what they found as they suddenly stepped into the room. Me...head slightly tossed back now, hands on my Aunt's head, fucking her face as she in turn sat gobbling my cock. Needless to say, sounds of their laughter suddenly fell silent as the sound of my mother's voice suddenly crying out, as she said "Oh my God! John!" And then my Uncles, right behind that..."I'm going to kill you...you...you, mother fucker!" Needless to say, the party ended at that point, and it's safe to say, I barely escaped from the house with my life, thankful for mom who had somehow managed to throw herself between the two of us before he could grab me. I jumped into my car and headed off to a friend's house where I spent the next two days more or less hiding out. Eventually I came home again after my Uncle had calmed down enough and quit looking for me. There was of course a bit of a row between my mom and her sister as well, not to mention my father, who was almost as upset with me as Uncle Fred was. I think everyone was more or less really relieved when I finally left on my new life's adventure the following week. In time...all was more or less forgotten, and never really discussed again until several years later, and then only really in passing the last time I had come home for a brief visit after dad had died. I had of course run into my Aunt Susan again back at the house during my father's wake. Luckily for me...Uncle Fred was away on business and hadn't been able to return for the funeral in time. It was at first awkward, seeing her again, even after all this time. The only reference being made, with a small knowing smile once again, was when I had headed off upstairs to use the bathroom again. And then hearing my Aunt say, I need to go too...only this time, I think I'll use the one downstairs." Nothing more was ever said about it. And now, here it was...several years later after that as I stood there with the telegram in hand, telling me my Uncle had died. It was time to go home for a visit again. ** As it was, it still took me three days to make arrangements to leave the country. I didn't bother replying to the telegram. Mom would know that I'd eventually make it home when arrangements could be made so I didn't bother telling them when I might be there, or how...or when I'd arrive. A few days later I was standing in front of the home I had grown up in, paying the cabby and watching the taillights in the still dark morning as he pulled away. Not too surprisingly, there weren't any lights on in the house, but it was early yet. I figured that mom, and my Aunt, if she was indeed staying there, were still fast asleep. And though I no longer had keys to the house on me, I knew where mom kept a spare one in case she lost hers, or locked herself out. I headed towards the back of the house where I knew the planter would be that hid the spare key. Rounding the corner, I was surprised to find that there was a light on, coming from the kitchen area. So...someone WAS up after all. I started to head towards the back door, when I caught movement just then, mom coming into the kitchen from the other room. I stopped dead in my tracks when she did that. She was obviously talking to someone, though what she was saying I couldn't hear. Her movements animated, even laughing as she came into the room, turning leaning against the kitchen counter. I was taken in at the changes I saw. She actually looked younger than the last time I had seen her. Nearing sixty, she looked far younger than her years, certainly less aged than the last time I had actually seen her. She had obviously colored her hair again, more her normal color, or the way I once remembered it, perhaps adding to that. But it was the even more obvious change that suddenly filled my eyes that had me standing there, gaping at her with my mouth open. Though wearing a bathrobe, it suddenly seemed to open as she leaned against the counter. She was naked beneath it, her full breasts suddenly fully and completely exposed. I'd maybe seen them once or twice growing up as a kid. But I'd never seen them looking like this, or like she did now. Mom had definitely lost some weight. No...she wasn't svelte or anything like that. But she wasn't frumpy looking any more either. She'd actually toned up some. She still had a bit of a mature belly pooch, but it was nothing like it once was. And though her breasts certainly weren't sitting high up on her rib-cage any more like they once might have, they were wonderfully full and round in appearance. Each capped by fairly large, dark brown areola's that drew my eyes to them like a beacon. I shook my head as though trying to clear my mind. Looking at my own mother like this, feeling a certain stirring below was not only inappropriate, but totally sick for me to be standing there gawking at her the way that I was. I paused...taking another step in preparation of heading towards the door...knocking. But that's when my Aunt entered into the picture, suddenly coming into view from wherever it was that she'd been sitting. No doubt at the kitchen table, which was currently out of my sight. When she did that, I nearly tripped over my own two feet. Aunt Susan was completely naked. Once again I found myself feet frozen to the spot, unable to move, not daring to lest outside movement might be seen by either one of them. As dark as it still was, I knew I was covered in the darkness outside, the light inside masking my even being there, for the moment anyway. Mom again laughing as my Aunt approached her, once again animated, though so was my Aunt as she closed the distance between them. And then suddenly, she was standing there right in front of mom, both hands coming out to capture, and then cup my mother's heavy pendulous breasts in her hands, hefting them...as though weighing them. Gently shaking them up and down just before her thumbs seemed to find both of mom's thick extended nipples at once, thumbing them, rolling them, and finally pulling on them as she stood there playing with my other's tits, teasing her nipples. I finally took a breath, realizing only then I'd been holding it as though afraid that had I actually taken a breath, they'd have heard it. But by the way they stood there facing one another, mom's hands finally coming up, and now beginning to do the same thing to my Aunt's breasts that she was doing to hers...neither one of them would have been aware or even remotely concerned or worried about any other presence standing there outside the window area. "Fuck!" I actually said out loud, though knowing as I did, neither one of them could have possibly heard me. "What the fuck?" I then asked again, though this time silently to myself as I stood there watching the two of them, no longer sure about walking a few feet further towards the door, or letting them know I was actually there. "Would they then realize that it was very likely I had actually seen them? Seen this? Seen them doing what I now stood there watching them do?" I was confused beyond words. Shocked...appalled even. And eerily aroused. As I stood there watching the two of them fondling one another, I noticed that my Aunt had changed as well. Where mom had definitely lost weight, my normally almost too skinny Aunt had gained it. The thing was, she looked as good as mom now did, having done that. The two of them almost identical in shape and size now, though Aunt Susan was still an inch or two shorter, just barely over five feet. She always had, had slightly larger breasts however, and by the looks of it...still did. Which is what I was now gawking at as the two of them embraced, their breasts heavy, pressing against one another as I now watched them actually kiss. "Holy fucking shit!" I exclaimed, this time loud enough that I was afraid I actually might have been heard, quickly ducking down well below the window before daring to stand up again in the event I might have. The fact that my mother...my aunt...were being obviously intimate with one another was something I was having a very difficult time wrapping my head around. "How long has this been going on anyway?" I now silently asked myself. I thought back as far as I could, but there was nothing I could even remotely put my finger on that pointed towards anything ever going on. Aside from my Aunt's occasional flirtatious teasing towards me, I'd never once caught any sign or indication of anything else. And especially towards mom. And...knowing mom, not that she was prudish or anything like that, but sexual topics and discussions were never the norm around home or when I was growing up anyway. And now...seeing her like this, basically naked even if she was wearing a bathrobe, standing there in the kitchen with my Aunt as the two of them openly fondled one another was the furthest thing I'd ever expected to see. And I knew then, there was no way in hell I was going inside, not now anyway. Not until I'd had a chance to sit down, collect myself...and think about what I'd just walked in on. I stood up, but the two of them had already moved off...god knows where to do god knows what. The thought of which STILL bothered me, both good and bad. I was oddly aroused, still confused, and quite unsure of how I was going to approach this, if I even approached it at all. I found myself back out on the sidewalk shortly after that, and then down to the corner store where I called another cab, and then took it to a nearby hotel room. I figured I'd make my grand entry of having come home. AFTER I had called first, and told them I was on my way. It took me a long time to finally get to sleep. And then only after I had jerked off, thinking about the two of them standing there in mom's kitchen, fondling and playing with one another. I was still aroused, and yet feeling guilty about it for some reason as I finally drifted off to sleep. ** It was late that same afternoon when I actually showed up at the door. This time, they were expecting me as I'd called ahead, letting them know I'd arrived. There were hugs and kisses all around, my normally stoic mother in a surprisingly good mood...though I certainly had to wonder at that. Aunt Sue was her usual, normal self...perhaps too normal, as once again I swore she allowed the press of her full breasts to linger a bit longer than usual against me in greeting. But then again, it may also have been my own over-active imagination having its way with me. We spent the next hour or so catching up, and I had just begun to really relax, finally chasing away certain thoughts I was still entertaining as the evening wore on. Especially when we sat down to eat. Things seemed perfectly natural...normal again, with no hint of anything going on between them. I had even looked for it, checked for signs. Nothing. I had even almost convinced myself that what I'd seen earlier on that morning was just some sort of silly horseplay between them that had possibly gotten out of hand, and that I'd then read far more into it than what was actually going on. By the time I headed upstairs to bed, I had basically convinced myself that what I'd seen...was far less than what I'd thought it was, and soon put it out of my mind. Never in a Million Years Ch. 01 I woke up a couple of hours later, needing to pee. And once again, was given reason enough to think otherwise. Though it was late, it wasn't quite midnight yet. As I headed down the hall back to my bedroom, I could hear voices coming from downstairs. From the bits I gathered, my mother and Aunt where just then preparing to head off to bed themselves. I could hear them moving about, turning off the lights, and then giggling. I quite naturally perked up, trying to hear what was being said, but they were still too far away, and speaking quietly so as not to be heard, though their suspicious sounding giggles now seemed far more than innocent. I crept towards the stairway peering down, seeing the last of the living room lights being shut off. I could hear them as they made their way down the second set of stairs leading to the downstairs bedrooms. I hadn't even considered the fact...up until now anyway, that they might actually be sleeping together. As soon as I was sure they couldn't hear me, I made my way down the rest of the stairs, soon inching my way down to the lower floor where once more I heard voices. This time a bit more clearly as they no longer whispered the way they had been doing. And though they had indeed closed the bedroom door, there was a good two inch gap beneath it, the light showing through indicating that they at least had the small bed stand light on. I felt like a pervert. At the very least an about to be "Peeping Tom," as I slowly crept towards the door, trying to control my breathing along with everything else. I knelt down next to the door, not quite looking beneath the two inch gap as yet, not willing to risk it yet. But I could hear everything being said very well. "Are you as horny as I am?" I heard my Aunt asking. Mom giggled. That had been her I'd heard earlier. I swear in all the years, I'd never heard her giggle like that before, or as often. "Probably more so. But I also know why you're so horny this evening, and it's not because of me either!" Mom responded. My Aunt must have made some sort of face, though I couldn't see it of course. "Don't give me that look," mom chuckled once more. "You're not fooling anyone Susan. I saw what you were looking at earlier. John's John!" Mom openly laughed once again. "Oh, and you weren't?" Susan retorted. "Didn't say I wasn't. I just wasn't as obvious about it as you were." "Oh, but seeing it...thinking about it, didn't add to your horniness either. Is that what you're telling me?" I wish I could have seen mom's face just then. "Ah huh...just what I thought," Aunt Susan stated then. "You just don't want to admit it." "I'll admit to looking yes. I mean Jesus Susan, John had a fairly noticeable lump there, hard not to wonder what it looks like. I mean after all, it's been what...six? Seven years now for me? I might be enjoying what we've been doing, but it doesn't mean I don't fantasize having a real cock inside me you know." "You mean fantasizing about having your son's cock inside you, you're not fooling me Maxine, I am after all...your sister." I almost fell over having heard that. "Mom and my Aunt were checking out my package earlier? And now...actually talking about...about what it might be like to actually fuck me?" I asked myself. And as I did, I felt my cock lurch with arousal as I finally leaned forward placing my cheek at the bottom of the door. But all I could see of course was the bottom of the bed, and their feet on the other side as they finished undressing. Looking around hoping for something...anything, I finally saw something. Mom's full length dressing mirror. Unfortunately, my Aunt Susan was currently standing in front of it, and so I couldn't yet see anything more than their legs and feet, though suddenly Aunt Susan stepped out of her shorts and panties that she'd been wearing. And then as she did, slipping up and onto the bed, I finally had a fairly good look at mom as she finished undressing herself. Reaching back, unclasping her bra and letting it fall down the length of her arms. I lay there on the floor watching her in the mirror as she caressed her own breasts, massaging them, even going so far as to tug on her own extended stiff nipples before climbing into bed. Once more however, I couldn't see anything, not even with the help of the mirror. I then heard more giggling, and the sound of a soft buzzing sound seconds after that. "Think he's this big?" Susan asked. "I don't know...maybe," mom purred as my Aunt no doubt lay there teasing her to some extent with the vibrating toy. "I bet you'd love to find out wouldn't you?" Susan pressed. "I bet you're wishing the tip of his cock was rubbing this hard little clit of yours the way that I am...don't you?" She asked once more, though mom's only response was to moan pleasurably. "I bet your wishing that John's hard, stiff...swollen cock was sliding into your hot sticky pussy, just like this is...don't you sweetie?" She pressed again. "Go on, admit it...tell me you want it, tell me you'd love feeling your son's hard stiff fucking cock sliding inside you right about now." "Oh God yes! Yes!" Mom suddenly blurted. "No more than you do!" She then added to that as though that was some sort of a defense. Now Susan laughed. "Never said I didn't sweetie. Now then...just lay back and pretend this really is John's cock fucking you while I make you cum. And then after that...you can fuck me with it while I pretend he's doing it to me, how's that sound?" "Shut up and fuck me!" Mom shot back. "You've got me so horny now...I'm ready to climb the walls!" They weren't the only one's who was horny now. I was so damn hard myself at the moment that I was half tempted to open the door and walk in on them as they lay there and damned everything else. Instead, I rolled over onto my back, listening to the sounds of my mother's orgasm minutes later, joining her there outside the door as I showered myself almost entirely with a nice thick heavy spray of cum cream. ** Once again everything seemed totally normal in the morning as we gathered around the kitchen table for a light breakfast together. Though I continued to look for any tell-tale signs, there weren't any. No looks, no secret lingering smiles, touches...nothing. They continued to pretend their relationship was nothing more than it had been during all the years I had grown up with them. I pondered once more what if anything I was eventually going to do or say to either one of them. I knew that I couldn't continue to pretend I didn't know myself...and that eventually the truth would come out, and that I'd end up confronting them about it. But how...and when. I simply didn't know. What I did know, and had come to accept, was the idea or thought of the two of them being together was arousing, like it or not. And on top of that, the fact I now found myself entertaining thoughts regarding the two of them, even though I continued to push those thoughts away every time I found myself thinking about them, was becoming harder and harder for me to do. It was when mom announced that she had an appointment to get her hair done that an idea came to me. It meant that for a time at least, Aunt Susan and I would be alone in the house together. I wondered then when that happened, IF she might in fact continue her past flirtatious teasing with me with the two of us alone. I decided to give her a little additional incentive, and see if she'd act on it. I waited until mom had left to get her hair done before announcing the fact that I was heading upstairs to take a shower. They had also mentioned that they wanted to head into town later to do some shopping, which I too needed to do as the few clothes I had brought home with me were hardly appropriate, or in good enough shape to be going out to dinner in. Which is something else they were planning on doing that evening. "Ok, well...I think I'll head upstairs and take a shower," I announced, catching a bit of a sparkle in my aunts eye as I said that. She merely smiled however, nodding her head as I pushed my chair back under the kitchen table and headed upstairs to the bathroom. "Maybe that was a bit too subtle," I wondered as I quickly discarded my dirty clothes, tossing them in the nearby hamper. I had purposely done so, figuring I'd eventually exit the bathroom wearing nothing more than a towel around my waist. I even had a plan for that, figuring that if my Aunt happened to be anywhere's near around me when I did that, that I'd find a way to "accidentally" let it fall. I needn't have worried. I had no sooner stepped into the shower, getting it nice and hot when I heard a quick knock on the bathroom door. Even before I could answer it, I heard the bathroom door opening. I smiled inwardly. Ironically perhaps, the door still didn't have a working lock on it. "Thought I'd best bring you in some clean towels," my Aunt announced. Once again I found myself smiling as she said that. I knew that the shower glass enclosure was opaque just enough that it fairly well hid everything. Only the hint of my nudity in the shower itself, likewise obscured with the steam would be revealed to her. And with that in mind, I decided to act as nonchalant as possible with her presence there. "Thank you," I called out to her, chuckling to myself however, as mom had already placed new clean towels in the room only yesterday. I felt my cock already starting to grow, though thankful that it wasn't standing at full mast, turning slightly off to one side, wondering if she could even make out the dangling appendage within the somewhat distorted pattern of the glass within the enclosure. I noticed as I did that, the same vague outline of her as she sat down on the toilet seat. "Sort of ironic isn't it?" She suddenly said as she sat there, no doubt looking at me, though again I had to wonder just how much she could make out. Not much since I couldn't make out any more of her either, though I did step over towards the door just a bit, which I knew would give her somewhat of a more definitive look at me anyway. "How's that?" I called back to her. "Oh you know...the last time we were both in here...I was sitting IN the toilet, rather than on it," she half-laughed. "Which is one of the reasons I wanted to talk to you...to apologize." "No apologies needed," I answered back. "That was a life-time ago now anyway, and no reason to apologize for it. I was as much at fault as you were." "That's not what I wanted to apologize for," she then said, surprising and confusing me to some extent. "For what then?" I now asked. "I'll tell you when you come out of the shower. I don't want to apologize to you through a door...but face to face." I wondered then if she would leave and wait for me downstairs to come out. But she didn't, continuing to sit there on the toilet seat, which told me that she had every intention of actually waiting for me there. Once more I smiled, turning off the shower, I figured if she was bound and determined to see me, I would grant her, her wish. I slid back the door stepping out, her eyes immediately drawn to what I damn well knew she wanted to see as I reached for one of the new clean towels she had waiting for me. I pretended not to notice however, once more trying to act nonchalant about her sitting there as I grabbed the towel, even being bold enough to first towel dry my hair. I knew doing that, it would give her a moment more of an unobstructed view as I did that before facing away seconds later to begin toweling off the rest of my body. "So...what is it you feel like you need to apologize to me for?" I finally asked facing her though I had now wrapped the large fluffy towel around my waist. "Like I said...face to face. Come here," she told me. I turned walking over towards her, now standing in front of her only a foot or so away. De'ja'vu "I wanted to apologize for not finishing what I started out doing the last time we were sitting here like this," she told me. This time I didn't respond to that, nor did I shy away as she suddenly reached up taking the towel away in one fell swoop. My semi-rigid cock now dangling only inches away in front of her face as she briefly looked up at me, before wrapping her hand around it, drawing me to her. Once more I was forced to take a step in her direction, but this time happily doing so as I felt the warmth of her mouth suddenly surrounding me. She began to suck softly, lightly, enjoying the sensation of my prick rapidly hardening inside her mouth perhaps as she did that. By now of course, I had certainly experienced several rather exquisite blowjobs by other women, but I had to acknowledge the fact, that once more being given one by my own Aunt, added an additional wicked thrill to the heavenly sensations she was suddenly bringing me. All I could do now was moan in response to her ministrations of my now rock-hard shaft. My Aunt mewled contentedly as she licked and sucked me, paying particular attention to the very swollen bulbous head of my dick. "Hmm, have to admit John, I don't remember it being quite this big and this hard the last time," she giggled slightly before taking a goodly portion of its length deep into her mouth again. "I don't think it had time to get as hard the last time as it is now," I groaned back, once again placing a hand on the top of her head just as I had done the last time. This time I kept my eyes open however, looking down, watching her, enjoying the sensation of seeing her sucking and milking my prick every bit as much as enjoying the sensation of her actually doing it. And as I did that, I was enjoying another view as well. The blouse she had on was low-cut, billowing out just a bit as she leaned forward lavishing my prick. She had either removed, or had purposely not worn a bra. I could clearly see her amazing tits, her hard pink extended nipples clearly revealed. I simply had to touch one. Reaching down, I knew she could feel my hand as it invaded the opening of her shirt, traveling down, and then moments later, encircling, capturing, and then gently kneading one of her soft pliant breasts. Aunt Susan moaned now, just as I was, though seconds later she released me, suddenly standing up. "I always knew you were a breast man, the way you used to ogle my tits every chance you got." "Every chance you gave me," I shot back, letting her know that I damn well knew she had done so purposely back all those years. "I enjoyed doing that," she freely admitted. "And I enjoyed looking. Though I always wondered if the day would ever come when I'd actually get to touch them." "I think...that day has arrived," she answered reaching down, and then pulling the blouse she had on up and over her head, now revealing those luscious looking tits of hers in all their glory. With her hand once more back on my cock, stroking and playing with it, I leaned forward, capturing one of those magnificent hard nipples of hers within my mouth, sucking it. My hand freely caressing and toying with her other nipple as she placed her hand on the back of my head, holding me against her. "Oh yes...yes, suck it John. Suck that little fucker, make it feel good...make my titties feel really, really good!" "Oh fuck," I moaned hearing her say that, not to mention finally and at last...actually getting to fondle and play with those tits of hers. "God, Aunt Sue," I moaned pleasurably. "Never in a million years did I think I'd ever feel your mouth sucking my cock again, let alone...ever getting to play with these big fat titties of yours," I said lewdly. She chuckled, rubbing the head of my prick against one of her hard extended nipples now. "I like it when you talk dirty to me," she stated. "Just something about doing that huh?" She asked squeezing the head of my dick, producing a nice fat droplet of pre-cum fuck cream which she now smeared against the hard nubbin which she now seemed to almost be trying to force into the slit of my dick head. "I like having two sides of me," she then added to that. "The sweet, affectionate, prim and proper Aunt everyone else see's and knows, and the dirty, horny, wanton one that I get to let out every once in a while, that very few know about...including your Uncle Fred, God rest his soul," she said almost sarcastically. I looked at her curiously. "I take it...you weren't as vocal with him?" "Not hardly John. Your Uncle and I didn't really have much of an active sex-life. Though I wouldn't even go so far as to call it that. Once a week, Saturday, just before bed, he'd shove it in a couple of times, cum...and that would be about the extent of it. Needless to say, I became more familiar with a few of my toys...and one or two excursions on the side, in an effort to maintain my sanity, and any assemblance of a happy secure marriage. Don't get me wrong John, your Uncle was an otherwise good man, a good provider, and even a good friend. But sexually speaking...there wasn't much pleasure and enjoyment there. You know...I never once gave him a blowjob?" "You're kidding me!" I responded back to that. "As good as you do it?" I chuckled out loud. "Shit Susan," I said dropping the formality. "If I'd been married to you...I'd have been hoping for one of these blowjobs of yours every day of my life!" She smiled at that. "Well then, we'll just have to see about that, won't we?" She grinned further. "Though I will ask you one thing." "Oh? And what's that?" "For the time being at least, let's keep this just between the two of us. Don't get me wrong, it's not my intention to keep my feelings and desires for you a secret from your mother. But I do want to approach her with all this in my own time and way. Can you agree with that and let me deal with it in the meantime?" "Sure, no problem," I told her, though glad to hear that this wasn't something she wanted to keep and maintain just between the two of us for hopefully too long. I wasn't sure I'd be able to keep my own desires and affections for her under wraps without eventually giving something away. Though I was curious about her comment regarding this new level in our relationship. From the little I secretly knew...this topic had obviously been brought up before, though I had to wonder if mom knew that her sister would eventually act upon it, as she already had. "And one more thing," she began, now placing my prick between both of her well rounded tits, slowly working and moving them up and down my shaft as we stood there. "Your mothers had a much harder time of it too, ever since your dad died. Believe it or not John, she's a very sexual individual too, with wants and needs the same as any other woman. There's a lot you don't know yet, things you need to know...but now is not the time. We'll talk more on that later. But for now, let me work on the aspect of all that, and in eventually letting her know about all of this," she told me, once more slithering her breasts up and down my shaft by way of punctuation to that. "Ok," I said simply, unable to say much more than that. The pleasurable sensations she was once more bringing to my cock, which was hovering on the edge of release at this point was robbing me of my ability to even speak. "Now then...where were we?" She asked, and then answered herself. "Oh yes...now I remember. I was sucking your cock. So...how about you give me all that creamy cum of yours? I've been dying to taste it!" I gladly succumbed to the sensations of her talented mouth as she went back to work on me, feeling the tightness in my balls as her other hand now fondled, caressed, and began to coax the boiling cauldron of semen that was contained in them. "Oh fuck...Sue!" I cried out, feeling the intensity and early warning of my impending release as she drew the tip of my prick even more firmly into her mouth, sucking it almost desperately. Never in a Million Years Ch. 01 "That's it baby, that's it...give it to me...cum for me baby, let your dirty, naughty Aunt have your creamy, nasty fuck juice!" Needless to say, I gave it to her. I think it was one of the most intense, longest climaxes I had ever had. I lost count of the number of spurts that I felt skyrocket from the tip of my cock into her mouth as she swallowed it, even to the point where she could no longer keep up with it, allowing some of my juice to roll out of the corners of her mouth, dripping down and splashing against her bare breasts in an obscene display of further decadence. Even when the last throb, the last spurt had left my cock, she now held, rolling my dick back and forth against her hard nipples again, smearing the remnants of my spending around those, licking her lips, looking up and smiling at me. I smiled back at her, and then said...."Oh by the way, apology accepted!" To be continued... Never in a Million Years Ch. 02 More than a full decade of marriage to the same person brings with it a familiarity that is difficult to achieve any other way. My Kay and I could best be described as one person. We thought alike, we are both tall, slender and in shape. Athletic would be the word. Kay kept up with her basketball by teaching a girl's team at a local gym. I used my home gym to lift, and I also went for regular runs, logging a fast 5 miles at least once a week. I also belonged to the gym but I seldom went there to work out, I mostly went there to watch. My 6'2" frame went well with her 5'11" body, and I tipped the scales at 190 to her 140 pounds. We even looked like a perfect match. We were blessed with total trust of each other, that was nice. No worries about Kay snooping in my wallet or vice-versa, I never looked and never thought to. One secret I did keep was I did like to look at women bodybuilder types. Something about their muscular builds, slender waists, the tiny thongs that snugged up close showing clearly that they were hairless yanked my chain. I was sure Kay had no idea, just as I was also sure she knew nothing of the massage therapist I saw from time to time that was nice and friendly. Maybe that part was wrong of me but I didn't see it as cheating. It just felt good, and seemed to me to be a normal way to end a nice massage. The woman I saw was Sylvia, she was a bubbly and friendly gal that at one time had been a personal trainer and added massage as a way to increase her income. By the time I had visited her perhaps a dozen times and we were pretty good friends. I had erected a few times, I guess that is normal. She just asked me one day with a smile if I would like her to take care of that and I said sure without hesitation. I realized that day that it was something she really liked to do, that made it fun. Her strong but soft as silk hands wrapped around my length, and she did overlapping strokes upwards. The style was odd, not like Kay would do at all. Kay would use one hand and pump up and down. Sylvia somehow managed to create massively powerful orgasms, and often even more than one. One might think that next we would be having an affair, but that never happened. I did see her dark nipples a couple of times when her halter top gapped a bit as she leaned over to work on me. That was no big deal, either. Often women who work out are small busted and things slip out as they work with weights. Nobody pays any attention much, they tug their breasts back in and keep right on. I paid attention, I was always looking for the nipple slip, the peek of a hairless vagina lip poking out of a tiny thong. Like I said, I went to the gym to watch more than exercise. Sylvia was small busted and muscular, too. Like I said, my type. Call it a fetish if you will. Then came that day I stumbled on a web site, there were photos of women bodybuilders in the nude. I paid the fee and joined. It was great. All of the fantasies I had ever had about what they looked like without the tiny thongs and tops were right there on the screen. Then came that day when I clicked on the contest and found my Kay there. I almost fell out of my chair in shock. There was no doubt, the blemish on her hip, the one photo that showed part of her face in a coy profile convinced me. At the same time I was erect beyond belief, I actually came in my pants without touching myself, something I did not remember ever happening before. Then the short video for the finals, Kay didn't win but she came darned close. I would have cast an extra vote but I played the video so many times I never even got around to voting. I confronted her that evening, sliding the photo of her on her knees, naked, spread completely for the world to see. I was pounding away at her in lust from behind at the same time, right there on our living room carpet. Kay was blushing furiously, she was caught. She couldn't hide the fact that she liked to show off, expose herself. It registered on me that there had been many "accidents" over the years that I was witness too, I never even thought that it might be deliberate. Kay was just Kay, not overly modest but not blatant about it either. She always wore panties but they were usually the thin sheer kind, she always wore bras but they were the very loose sling type sports bras. The fact that she was small busted, barely a "B" cup meant that if she leaned over at all she was always peeking out. Now I knew she was a closet exhibitionist, it had just not struck me before. We had quite a long discussion, she calmed down when she realized I was not mad at her. That changed to her getting all hot and bothered again when she discovered I was not only not furious but I was excited. She mentioned how she had always liked to be looked at. It was part of why she was so into sports, that was opportunity to wear less clothing in public. Some things started to click for me. The thin sports bras, loose legged shorts. Wraparound skirts, her normal daily dress style. I remembered seeing her come home with a thin body suit she wore when lifting weights and exerising, if she did any sweating at all that would probably become very sheer. It was so thin in the crotch that there was just one snap. It all began to fit. Imagine, after nearly a dozen years of marriage with all of the signs right in front of me it never registered. Kay seemed to relax when I told her I didn't mind, in fact, the idea excited me. I told her in a husky voice that she could dress any way she liked, no bra, no panties, whatever she wanted to do. That got us going again, I was sliding myself into her again when it hit me. Who took the pictures? Later as we lay cuddled up, Kay's hand absentmindedly sliding up and down my slick and half soft member, I simply asked. "Boy, do I have a story for you!" She said, smiling. "You know Gerald, down at the club?" Yea, I knew Gerald. He was one of the trainers, he was overdeveloped, not world class build but good. I had seen him a few times, never paid any attention. "I thought he was gay?" I said. "He isn't." She giggled. "OK. Now you had better tell me." "Well, you know he does massage?" Yes, I knew that, most of the trainers did. "He has worked on me many times, when I get a sore leg or arm or something like that." I just nodded, I knew that, too. "It's like when you go see that Sylvia lady after your workouts?" I managed to keep a straight face at that one. "Well, one day I came down wrong and I felt a tug." Kay rubbed her hand over her pelvis to show me where. "So Gerald offered to rub it out, I let him." "Really?" "Yes, and I had to take off my bottoms, they were in the way." "You mean you let him....?" "Oh, no, nothing like that. He just worked on my hip and....here.." Her hand moved up and down the front of her hip and thigh again to demonstrate. "You mean you let him touch you...there?" "Oh, no. He was a gentleman. Well...sort of..He bumped me a few times but those were just accidents." "But he looked?" "I am sure he did, I was.....naked." "Naked? You mean all of you?" "Well, I had a towel over my top of course." "Oh." I thought about that for a minute. "Anyway, he is the one that took the pictures." Her eyes studied my face. "Oh." Well, no need for the towel, obviously. "I don't even know why I did those, Gerald mentioned the website contest and told me I would be perfect and it was just one thing led to another....." "You didn't win." I laughed. "I almost did." She grinned at me. "There's more." "More?" "Yes, sometimes I return the favor and work on him, when he has a cramp or something like that." OK. That part I didn't know about. "He asked me a couple of times to...you know..." Her hand increased in speed slightly as it slid up and down my length. "You didn't.....?" "No, but I thought about it." "Hey, you mean you work on him nude?" I asked, that vision suddenly hitting me. "No, we use a towel, but it doesn't cover much." She giggled at that. "So you are thinking about giving him a hand job, huh?" "Well, yea, but I didn't have the courage." "I don't think that is a good idea." "But, you do. With that Sylvia woman." OH OH. "How do you know about that?" Now I was the one blushing. Kay gave me a wicked grin. "I can tell, for one thing you don't always get all the oil off your..." She leaned down and sucked on me. "Hey, I am sorry." "Don't be, I don't mind." She murmered around a mouthful of my erection. We had everything pretty much out in the open. Our lives went back to normal. I skipped seeing Sylvia, I am not sure why. Kay knew all about it and didn't seem to mind. I did visit the website several times, there were lots of new photos but none of Kay. I knew there wouldn't be, she said she had no plans to post any. It was about a month later, Kay was headed out to the club for one of her classes. I was flicking through the TV channels and getting bored, so I decided to drive down to the club and watch the practice. That wasn't any big deal, I had done it before but it had been quite a long time. The club is always noisy on practice night, this was no exception. I spotted Kay right off, she was down at the far end with her class of a dozen young women. She waved as I took a seat. On the far end, seperated by a low partition was the weights section. Gerald was in there with a couple of other guys, and two muscular women I didn't know were also working some machines. I decided to do a short session myself, so I went back and grabbed a couple of dumbells and started doing some curls. I was also watching the one spectacular gal working the leg bench. She had on a small thong and a halter top, each time her legs came up and she pressed her groin bulged down against the thin cloth. As she lifted her legs back to repeat the motion the thong threatened to gap. I was engrossed in that, when I heard a voice behind me. It was Gerald. "That's fun to watch, huh?" "Yea, sure is." I grinned at him. "Hey, I wanted to tell you I know you know about the photo shoot, Kay told me." "No big deal, that stuff is up to her. It was a bit of a shock but Kay isn't bashful." "That's for sure. But we didn't really do anything is all." "Yes, I know. But she also told me some other things." I looked right at him. Gerald blushed, then managed to compose himself. "Yea, sorry. Hey, I don't want to cause you guys any troubles. We won't do it again." He walked back over to the other side of the room. Won't do it again? Won't do what again? I set the weights down, went back out to the main room. Practice was just breaking up. Kay came over to the bleachers and sat down. "I had a talk with Gerald." I told her. "Oh? I was going to tell you." Her cheeks pinked a little. "Did you get your courage up?" I asked. "Yes.... Are you mad?" "Well. A little. Some things are a bit much." "That's not fair, you and Sylvia...." "I quit going." "You don't have to, you know. I told you I don't mind." "I know." "It's fun and you enjoy it, don't you?" "Yes." I had to admit that. "Well, so do I. I want to take over the job here as the onsite massuese." "Why would you want to do that?" I asked. "It pays good and I like working on people. There is more to it than just....you know." "How would you like it if I decided to become a massuer?" I asked her. "Why not? We can go to the classes together." I thought about that. "We need to go home...and talk." "Are you mad?" She asked, as she gathered up her gear. "Yes, I am. You jacked off Gerald and I don't think I like the idea." "All right. I am sorry, I won't do it again." "I know we talked about that, but why?" "I don't know, it was just, well...fun? I wasn't really going to but then he..got hard and then I was..just doing it?" The way Sylvia was about that flashed in my mind, I thought I understood. I still didn't really like the idea, though. "You can relax. He might have big muscles but he doesn't have a big..." She giggled. Somehow that didn't really help much. I thought about the idea of the two of us going to massage classes together. That might be fun. But me? Working on women? Now that did give me ideas. "Hey, I won't have to work on any men, will I?" Kay laughed at me, giving me one of her wicked smiles in the process. "You can do anything you want to." That did register one me. If I could "do anything I wanted to", then she could.....? I felt control slipping away, I was beginning to feel..manipulated? And why was I mildly upset, but excited at the same time? Confusing to me. We were going to have to have a long talk. Never in a Million Years Ch. 02 After mom had returned home, we went out shopping together where I was finally able to buy a few sets of new clothes, suitable enough for going out to dinner that evening in. We had dinner at a nice cozy, inexpensive Italian restaurant. And just as things had been whenever the three of us were together, all was perfectly natural and normal. Right up until the moment that mom excused herself to go into the "Ladies room," as she called it. She had barely turned the corner when my Aunt swung in her seat towards me. We'd been sharing a semi-circular booth together. As she did that, she pulled one side of the cross-over blouse she was wearing, showing me the gap in the off-center V, which effectively bared one of her breasts. Once again, she had decided against wearing a bra, even with as large as her breasts were. Still firm enough to look enticing, even braless for as large as they were. "Thought you'd enjoy seeing some titty...breast man," she teased. I reached over giving her exposed nipple a gentle fingering. After all, the barriers which had once been there, were no longer there. "Naughty boy," she teased as I did that. "Naughty Aunt," I retorted back at her, still flipping her nipple, a bit more firmly now...watching it fatten and harden. "Wish I was sucking it," I added. Susan looked around, talking stock of any waitresses close by, or other customers that might be in a position to be looking our way. "Go ahead...give it a little kiss," she giggled hotly. I didn't bother reconnoitering myself. I simply leaned over, capturing her fat nippled tit in my mouth, kissing, and then sucking it for a few moments until she finally forced my head away...reluctantly I might add. "God you've got me hot already!" She announced. "Here...feel this!" Taking my hand, she led it down between her legs, and though she was wearing panties, I could feel the heat and moisture coming through them. I so wanted to finger-fuck her right there, half tempted to do so. But that is when I looked up and saw mom heading back our way, though it gave me just enough time to lean over and whisper to her. "I so want to lick that," I said. She winked, and then mouthed the words even as mom slid in next to her. "Maybe later." On the drive home, we talked about having a night cap together in the sitting room prior to going to bed. After we'd arrived, Susan suggested we all get comfortable first, mom already heading downstairs to change, Aunt Susan catching me at the stairs just before I headed upstairs to slip into something a bit more comfortable myself. "Wear your robe...and nothing else," she told me. I looked at her questioningly. "Don't worry...I'll explain later," she said, and then hurried downstairs to change herself. I did as she asked, returning downstairs a short time later wearing only my somewhat short bathrobe, and then entered the kitchen area where I proceeded to uncork a bottle of wine. As I did that, sounds of conversation below reached my ears, so I stepped quietly over towards the door, and then took a few steps down until I could hear what was actually being said. "He'll never know," Susan was saying. "Just go with it, the way I told you. You've never been much of a drinker in the past, so he'll naturally assume that after a couple of drinks, and you feigning to be tired and a bit tipsy, that passing out on the couch will seem perfectly normal. Just don't be too obvious about it, if I actually manage to coax him into doing anything." "What?" I thought, asking myself. "Doing anything? And with mom there pretending to be asleep?" Obviously, there was a lot going on I didn't know about yet, but whatever it was...some aspect of mom's being curious about me...and perhaps Susan, was part of that. "Well...three can play at that game," I mused to myself, and then hurried back upstairs to the kitchen hearing the two of them as they padded down the hallway in their bare feet. Moments later, they were joining me in the sitting room where I had already poured everyone a nice large glass of wine. Mom was wearing the same bathrobe I had seen her in that morning, and I couldn't help wondering if she...like me...was naked beneath it. I was already guessing that Susan was. We had just finished the first bottle of wine, and I was about to suggest we open another one when Susan pointed over towards my mother. Mom had apparently gone into her "pass out" act there on the large-sized "L" shaped couch we'd been sitting on. She on the short side of it, with my Aunt and I sharing the longer side. "I think your mother's had enough. Been a long day for her anyway, and you know she's never been much of a drinker." "Maybe I should help her downstairs," I offered, knowing full well that would go directly against whatever scheme they'd come up with. Sure enough, Aunt Susan was quick to deny that. "No...let her be for now, she's sound asleep. Let her rest, we can help her downstairs later. Right now...I'm feeling very horny and naughty, and even more so with her actually sitting there," she told me, only then undoing the sash on her robe, confirming what I'd been suspicious of all evening long, that she was indeed naked beneath it. Admittedly, I was enjoying this, especially seeing my Aunt totally and completely naked, not counting that time through the window, because she'd never really turned towards me at that time. Now, here she sat on the couch, turned towards me. And though still wearing her robe, it had fully parted of course. I now found myself looking at my Aunt's pussy for the first time. Perhaps due to her age and personal preference, she still had a finely trimmed patch of pussy hair there between her legs. Neatly kept, and not at all unruly, telling me in an instant that she did at least keep it trimmed and edged by the looks of it. Surprisingly, I found it very arousing to look at, even though her lips remained somewhat concealed as she sat there. "Like what you see?" She asked. I licked my lips, letting her know that I did as I boldly gazed at her. "Still wanna lick it?" She asked, spreading herself just a little, enough so that I could finally see the pink glistening lips of her pussy inside. "What about mom?" I asked glancing up in her direction, though she continued to lay there unmoving, eyes tightly closed. "She's out cold," Susan assured me. "And besides, don't you find it wickedly naughty...if not a bit dangerous to think about licking me with your own mother so close by?" I grinned at that, nodding my head. "I'll keep an eye on her just the same, and warn you if she stirs, even a little." "Ok, but turn around here on the couch and face this way," I informed her. "That way you can keep an eye on mom and warn me if she starts to wake up." The thing was, I had another reason for doing that, something I am sure neither one of them had thought of or considered. Looking up, I could clearly see mom's reflection in the fifty-inch TV which was hanging on the wall opposite her as I only then slid up between my Aunt's out-stretched legs. "Warn me," I asked again, glancing up, already noticing that mom had already shifted, and that her eyes were wide open. "This should be interesting," I thought to myself. And was already thinking along the lines of something else a bit later. Like I said...three could play this game. ** I now focused on my Aunt's cunt however...now only inches away from my face as I positioned myself, taking delight in the pungent aroma of her musky scent. She was definitely aroused, her pink lips glistening with desire as I inched ever closer, only then lightly dipping the tip of my tongue inside her pussy as her hands came up, resting on the back of my head. "Bet you never thought you'd ever be eating this cunt did you?" She asked, speaking a bit more loudly perhaps than she should have if she'd been truly worried about waking mom up. I took the opportunity for another glance upwards into the reflection of the TV. Sure enough, mom was leaning up just a little, affording herself a better vantage point in order to see by. But not only that, I now noticed her robe had opened, and sure enough, she was naked as well. One hand already down between her own legs. "Fuck!" I thought to myself silently. "Mom's playing with herself!" Though I was again immediately drawn back to my Aunt's sweet looking pussy as I ran my tongue lovingly up and down her swollen puffy split. "Oh God!" My aunt groaned, once again a little too loudly, which made me think, she was doing so on purpose so that mom was made well aware of just how good this was feeling as I continued to lap away at her slit, not yet even introducing my tongue to her clit which my fingers had already more fully exposed as I spread her even further apart. "Oh fuck...suck it John! Suck it! Suck my naughty clit!" She begged. Interestingly enough, I felt perspiration forming on my brow. With the robe I had on, it was actually getting unbearably hot. I sat up, once again taking a quick brief glance into the TV. I had to force myself to keep from smiling as I saw mom dive back down into the couch, retaking her position, eyes closed, though her hand had in fact remained down between her legs even as she did that. "You keep an eye out," I said again, allowing my robe to fall down behind me. "I can only imagine what she might think if she were to wake up and find her own son, licking his Aunt's pussy," I stated, also not quite whispering, and loud enough to have been heard. Susan chuckled at that. "You might be surprised," she told me. "Indeed I might," I answered back, and then reached up in order to surround her big fat tits with my hands so I could play with those while running my tongue back and forth across the dance floor of my Aunt Susan's clit. "God that's nasty!" She exclaimed. "I so love having my pussy licked." "I bet you do," I said to myself. Almost asking her if she enjoyed it as much as the way mom ate her. Tempted to...though I didn't. Not yet anyway. This little game they were both playing was turning out to be quite interesting, and I was now curious to see just how far they would take it, and just how far I in turn could exploit it to my own amusements. And I now knew of course, that mom would have a perfect view of my ass and dangling balls as I knelt over my Aunt's cunt slightly, licking and teasing her all the while kneading those magnificent tits of hers. Surprising myself, I was half wishing that I was doing the same thing to mom. Perhaps in time I would be! But right now, I had my Aunt's sweet cunt in front of me, and had every intention of enjoying it to the fullest extent as I finally drew her hard precious clit in between my lips, now gently sucking and pulling on it as she lifted her ass slightly, meeting me...thrusting and mashing herself against my face. She was a hell of a lot closer than I imagined she would be, but was determined to draw this out for as long as I possibly could, even backing off a little though she almost chased me with her cunt. "Please...please, lick it John, lick it. Lick that little fucker and make me cum!" She pleaded. "Only if you promise..." I teased, once more ever so lightly tickling her little nub of pleasure with the tip of my tongue. "Promise what?" She asked breathlessly, ready to promise me the world if I asked it by the sounds of it. "That you'll let me squirt all over your tits and face afterwards," I said. I wondered then what mom would think, seeing me doing that to her very own sister. "Oh fuck yes! Yes! Whatever you want baby!" Susan squealed with delight. "You can squirt wherever you want to. Cover me from head to toe in your hot naughty cum-juice!" She almost cried out, aroused beyond measure as I once more captured her clit in between my lips, one hand dropping down between her legs now where I added one, and then two fingers...working that soft spongy magical place just inside her pussy. "Oh my God! What are you...what are you...doing?" She moaned once more thrusting up against me as I worked that special little spot, gently chewing her clit, feeling her tense up suddenly. I wondered. "Oh my God!" She actually did cry out then, loud enough to have awoken the dead, uncaring if she did as she suddenly exploded beneath me. And sure enough, as I had hoped, as I had learned and found out a lot of women could do...she squirted! Not a lot, but enough that it even surprised her. She obviously had never done that before, and told me so the following day. At the moment however, I was now lapping away at the sweet sprinkle of female cum-juice that was making these tiny little spritzers of sweet tasting spray against my face. And I swore...I heard a small groan of pleasure come from mom's side of the room as I did that. ** And now true to her word, after she had climaxed so wonderfully, I slithered up her torso, straddling her tummy. Rock hard and horny, and in dire need of releasing what I knew was going to be a sizeable load all over those pretty tits and face. And my Aunt was waiting for it as I sat there, jacking myself. "Yes baby, yes. Work that naughty cock for me, jack it...jack it John. Make it squirt. Make it shoot all over these tits," she said holding them up for me like a target, likewise opening her mouth, running her tongue around her lips quite lewdly. "Squirt it in my mouth baby...shoot it right inside my mouth, let me taste you...again," she added, which once again nearly made me smile. Obviously...they had talked. And obviously, mom was well aware of what must have happened in the bathroom earlier. And even as I prepared to shoot off all over my Aunt, I knew the night was far from being finished yet, if I had my way. "Here it cums you naughty horny cunt," I told her, knowing full well how hot talking dirty to her got to her. By the look in her face I could see that it did as she left off her breasts, hands diving down between her legs now, one hand reaching for my cock. I pulled back however, wanting to spray her myself, preferring to watch her make herself cum now, as I did. Telling her so. "Work that cunt you naughty fucking bitch!" I told her. "Come on, play with it, spank it...slap it. Make yourself cum. I'm going to shoot my hot nasty juice all over those pretty titties of yours, and that nasty looking pussy! Here it comes Susan, you ready?" "Oh fuck baby...yes! Yes!" She cried out actually slapping her cunt. A quick glimpse into the reflection of the TV likewise confirmed that mom too was frigging her own pussy furiously, watching...obviously listening to the two of us. Just the thought of her doing so, as my prick began to launch several streamers of hot sticky semen over my Aunt's body and face was enough to intensify the orgasm as I stood there jacking my cock off against her. "Oh wow baby...wow!" Aunt Susan exclaimed breathlessly having climaxed simultaneously as I did. Now massaging in my torrent of cream into her breasts, I began to turn, noticing as I did that mom had once more settled back into her previous position, feigning having passed out earlier. I walked over towards her, cock still semi-erect, sticking out as I stood there next to her looking down. "You're certainly right about one thing..." I began glancing back towards my Aunt once more, who was now looking at me with a slightly worried expression on her face. "What...what's that?" She hesitated. "Doing this in front of her, though she's obviously out cold, certainly did add an element of dangerous excitement. I wonder what would have happened had she woke up and saw us?" I asked. "Oh yes...well. I'm sure she would have been a little shocked and surprised yes. Not too terribly upset perhaps, she is after all a woman with the same needs and desires as any women has. Especially after having gone so long without having a man. But you being her son and all, probably would have been a bit unnerving for her." I stood looking at my mother, smiling to myself. Her eyes tightly closed, trying to calmly control her breathing though I couldn't help but notice a bead of perspiration on her brow. This ruse she and my Aunt were trying to pull on me was almost comical. And it was now time to have a little fun with it at their expense. I reached down, pulling one side of my mother's robe open just enough to expose her breast. "John! What are you doing? You'll wake her up!" My Aunt warned. "I doubt it," I responded back. "If she didn't wake up while we were doing all that, I seriously doubt she'll even be remotely aware I'm stealing a peek at her tits. I've always wondered what they look like, especially now. And since I have the chance, might as well take it," I said candidly giving my Aunt a wicked smile, and then reaching down to completely undo the sash on my mother's robe, peeling that back so as to expose her fully and completely. "You...you've thought about what your mother's tits looked like?" Susan asked curiously. "Of course, you and her. For years growing up, I admittedly harbored a few fantasies about the two of you. Don't most horny teenage boys do things like that? Especially with a mother and Aunt who are both sexy and attractive? Well anyway, I did. And since we're already being naughty here...what's it hurt for me to take a peek at my own mother, knowing she'll never know I did...unless you tell her of course." By now I could see what appeared to be goose bumps gathering, not to mention her nipples crinkling up a bit more than they already had been. Her arousal was obvious, even if she was trying to pretend it wasn't. I decided to get a bit bolder, now reaching out to actually finger one of them, flipping that hard erect nipple lightly. "John!" Susan spoke, once again warning me, now whispering...which again was almost funny. "Don't...you'll wake her up for sure doing that!" I was starting to get hard again, which Susan now noticed, especially as I now rubbed the head of my prick against one of my mother's breasts, enjoying the clear trail of lubricant I began spreading against one of them. "Nah, she's really out. Never was much of a drinker, I bet I could almost fuck her and she'd never even wake up then." I jokingly teased, seeing the worried look in my Aunt's face that I might actually try it. "You...you wouldn't would you?" She asked. "No, not like this...not this way," I said surprising her. "I would never fuck my mother against her will. She'd have to come right out and tell me that's what she wanted to. If she were to ever do that, then I certainly would...no doubt about it!" I turned to look at my Aunt once more. She was cupping and fingering one of her breasts, obviously becoming aroused again herself watching me, hearing what I'd just said. "Admittedly, I'm getting aroused again, looking at my own mother, as well as you. Wondering..." "Wondering what?" "You know...you two. Growing up together. Did the two of you ever fool around?" "Fool around?" "Yeah, you know...masturbate, play with one another, that sort of stuff." My cock was nice and hard again as I walked back over towards my Aunt, figuring I'd give poor mom a chance to quietly collect herself, though I had made no effort to close her robe again, leaving her fully exposed now. My Aunt's gaze of course, once more back on my cock as I began rubbing it against her cheeks as well as along her lips as she tried to speak. "Well yes...I guess we did a few times. You know, curiosity and all that, growing up...just learning about sex and all that." "Tell me about it," I urged her, now reaching down to capture one of her hard nipples, pinching and pulling on it almost cruelly. "I want to hear!" "Well, even though there was two years between us, we seemed to develop almost at the same time, so it sort of began with the two of us making comparison about the way our breasts were developing, taking in those differences...things like that, and then it sort of escalated from there over the years." Never in a Million Years Ch. 02 "Go on...continue, tell me more," I halfway demanded, now slapping my cock against her face, something that was obviously turning her on for me to do. I likewise took another quick peek into the TV again, not at all surprised to see mom's eyes open, once more looking towards us. Almost laughing as her hand once again managed to worm its way back between her legs. "Did you two masturbate in front of one another very often? " "Eventually, yes...almost every night it seemed. It became almost a game for us to do that, not to mention a nice way of relaxing just prior to going to sleep." "And then of course...you started playing with one another yes?" "A few times...yes," Aunt Susan admitted, though I could tell she was a little worried about sharing too much with me, especially with mom fully aware of what she was telling me. "I bet more than just a few times," I challenged. "And I'm even willing to bet the two of you even licked one another's cunts didn't you Aunt Susan?" I said leering at her, now milking a droplet of fluid from my shaft and purposely smearing that directly against her lips so she could taste it. "God I bet that looked hot, seeing the two of you together, doing something like that. I wish I was watching you now," I further pressed. "You two still do things from time to time? I bet you do," I said not giving her a chance or moment to deny it. "I mean after all right? You and mom so sexual, and obviously neither one of you dating or seeing anyone. Makes sense...perfectly natural, normal that you would again." "That...that doesn't bother you if we did?" "Are you kidding? I'd love seeing it. In fact Susan...I want to see it! And soon!" "Fat chance," she responded though her tone of voice told me she was actually thinking about that too, if not a hell of a lot more than that. "Your mother would never allow it, even IF she consented to the two of us doing anything...again," she quickly added. "I have a feeling she would," I said simply. "If you were to seduce her, especially if she was already a little horny. You could do it when she was sure I wouldn't be there. I could make up a story about going out for the evening, getting home late. Only I'd sneak back in and then secretly watch the two of you, how's that sound?" "I don't know John...I don't honestly see how we could..." "I know you could...and I know you will. You'll get off on doing this just as much as I will, and you know it. Just think about it Susan...making love to mom, grinding your cunts together, sucking each other's clits, tits...me secretly watching, jerking off watching the two of you doing that. And mom not even aware that I was. Dangerous and exciting yes?" "Yes," she whispered more to herself than responding to me. "Yes...it would be." "Well then?" "When?" "Tomorrow...during the day. I'll make up a story about going out to see an old friend. You and mom were talking about sun-bathing anyway. It would be the perfect opportunity for you two to do that. You know...start out by offering to put some oil on her back, tops off of course...I assume you usually do, do that. But this time, just take it beyond that, knowing as you are...I'll be standing here inside the house, spying on the two of you through the window, jacking myself off. Hell...just so you know that I really did. I'll even squirt off into a glass for you, and then hide that in the refrigerator in the back so you can find it afterwards, and maybe use that to masturbate yourself with again. How's that for dirty/naughty?" I could tell the visual of my actually doing that was arousing her...as well as my mom, whose hand was once more furiously working herself though she was trying to be careful about it even then as I glanced back at the TV screen. "Well...I'll try. But no promises John. Your mother may or may not be open to that, it has been a while you know." "Ah huh," I said grinning at her, letting her know as I said that, that I didn't believe a word of what she was telling me. "Sure Aunt Susan, whatever you say. All I'm saying is...I did this for you, now you can return the favor for me. I want to watch you and mom, fucking one another...amongst other things." With that I turned, actually hoping to catch mom in the act, but she'd obviously been anticipating my movement and had already removed her hand from between her legs, letting it rest off to one side instead. Her face was flushed however, another dead giveaway that she too was as excited about all this as I was. Her conscience however demanding an out...something for her to allow herself to actually do this, and yet pretend that she would never know I'd been standing there...actually watching her and my Aunt together. "Well, I guess I really should carry mom off to bed," I then stated, easily picking her up, not at all concerned when one hand brazenly clasped her breast as I then carried her downstairs to the bedroom, my Aunt Susan following. After laying mom on the bed, I even went so far as to remove her robe, leaving her entirely naked as I took a moment more to look at her. "Tomorrow then. Shall we say one o'clock? I'll slip back inside the house shortly after that, by then...you can start seducing her for me." And with that, I left kissing my Aunt good-night, and giving her breasts another nipple tweak as a reminder for her to stay as horny and aroused as I was. And I was curious just how far this silly game could be taken before the two of them came clean. It was going to be interesting to find out. ** Although I was half tempted to hang around and listen in on their conversation after I had supposedly left and gone upstairs to my own room...I didn't. I figured it would be even more interesting and exciting in not knowing, seeing how things played out, what they did, and how they'd do it. In the morning, mom seemed a bit more nervous than usual, though obviously excited too as we all laid out our plans for the day. Me telling my story about heading off to see a friend later, and not returning until well after dinner time. When the opportunity came for me to have a private conversation with my aunt about it, I had already decided to up the ante just a little bit as well. "So...we're still set for this afternoon yes?" I asked. The first hurdle perhaps, because it was possible that mom may have declined going through with the ruse, though as excited as she seemed to be around me earlier, I really doubted that. "Yes," Aunt Susan assured me. "We talked about having some privacy to ourselves with your being gone for the afternoon, being able to suntan...naked, without you walking in on us. So yes...we're all set." "Good. That's good. But there's something else I want you to do for me too in addition to that," I sprang on her, watching her eyebrows raise in curious alarm. "And what's that?" "At some point...obviously after you've got her good and horny of course, I want you to get her to admit to being curious about me, even aroused sometimes, enough to masturbate, thinking about me." "Oh John, I don't know. I'm not sure I can get her to admit to anything like that," she said trying to wave me off with that one. "Sure you can Susan. I know you can. Just bring the subject up in passing, you know, maybe tell mom how horny I make you thinking about me, get her to start talking in those terms, teasing her about it...eventually getting her to confess it while you're busy licking her pussy or something. I bet she will...I bet if you get her horny enough, close enough...she'll say it. Admit to it." "OK, I'll try John. I'll try...but again, no promises." I left shortly before one o'clock, heading off to see my friend, even going so far as to drive mom's car around the block, parking it at a local grocery store, and then making my way back on foot. I waited until it was ten after one before sneaking back inside the house. Sure enough, they were already out back, already laying down on the lounge chairs with my Aunt sitting next to my mother, spreading oil onto her bare back. I got just close enough to the window to let my presence be known before stepping back again out of sight, letting Susan know I was there...and watching them. "Show time!" I thought bemused, as I was fairly confident the two of them really would be putting on a show for me. In particular mom...doing this, knowing damn good and well I'd actually be watching the two of them. I couldn't help wondering just how arousing this really was for her, and just how far she'd take it, the things she'd do, knowing I was watching, though supposedly not knowing she was aware that I would be. With the window partially open, it was easy to hear what was being said as they sat only a short distance away in the lounge chairs. "OK, roll over," my Aunt said as gave a bit of a wink to mom, giving her some sort of signal, letting her know it was "game time," as it were. "Let me do...your front," she finished, once more pouring some oil into her hands as she began massaging that into mom's breasts, her own tantalizingly exposed as well as she sat there doing that. "Feel good?" she asked rubbing in the oil, more sensually than she might otherwise have done. "Yes, very..." mom almost purred. "Sort of reminds me..." "Of when we were younger?" Susan finished. "When we used to play with each other's tits growing up, watching them develop? Finding out about how sensitive and exciting they became as they did?" "Ah huh..." mom moaned a bit as my Aunt now took mom's nipples purposely between her fingers and began rolling them for her. "Though...you probably should be doing that Susan, after all, we are adults now...we're not kids any more you know. Not like we once were...this is..." "Incestuous you mean? Naughty? Dirty?" Mom laughed. "Yes...all of that." "But feels good too doesn't it? Better than doing it yourself isn't it?" "Yes...admittedly Susan, but...like I said." "Shhh. Enjoy it. Pretend we're teenage girls again. I think we're both in need of a little excitement here, so just go with it. Pretend I'm touching your breasts for the first time again, just like we both did that first time." "But it's so..." "Naughty, yes. Dirty...nasty, filthy even. But I'm horny too. And I can see that you are. Your nipples are so fucking hard and erect. And I'm willing to bet your pussy is just flowing now too!" "Susan! You're so bad! You shouldn't be talking to me like that, or doing what you're doing to me either!" She responded, trying to act like she wanted my Aunt to stop. "I am bad yes...very bad. But so are you sis. Now..you don't really want me to stop now do you?" "No..." mom answered softly. "No, I don't. That feels so good, just like the way it used to," she freely admitted. It was hot hearing this, even if it had most likely been somewhat preplanned in what they'd say and share, knowing I'd be hearing it...listening, and certainly jacking myself off their inside the house while they were doing this. Which of course I was doing too. It wasn't long before mom had reached up and began fondling my Aunt's breasts, the two of them openly caressing and playing with one another now. When my Aunt leaned over and began sucking and licking on mom's boobs, she let it be known what her intentions were, slowly working her way down mom's tummy. "Susan, you shouldn't...that's, that's taking things a bit too far here don't you think?" "Lay back...relax, remember how much you loved it when I used to do this for you late at night after we went to bed?" My Aunt said as she slithered down between mom's legs, slowly...teasingly removing her bikini panties, exposing her likewise, neatly trimmed muff. "Oh Maxine...you're so wet!" My Aunt stated, worming a finger inside, gingerly teasing mom's clit for a moment. "I knew you wanted it," she added to that, and then leaned forward licking her, still finger-fucking my mom's cunt. For myself, I stood there watching, now sliding my hand up and down my steel-feeling shaft, enjoying the show, and getting a kick out of the fact that I knew mom was saying and doing all this...knowing I could hear her, even though she was pretending herself she knew nothing about that. "Makes me damn horny too...just remembering, how you still taste the same, so sweet. Make's me sort of wonder how John's cock would taste, don't you?" "Sharon! Oh my god! You shouldn't be saying things like that, John's my son...your nephew!" "Yeah? So? And you're my sister. And here I am, eating and licking your pussy again after all these years. And don't try to convince me that you haven't had those kind of thoughts about John either. You certainly know I have, so admit it. I've seen you looking at his package, now admit it!" "Ok, I have looked yes, hard not to," she giggled somewhat nervously. "The way he's sometimes worn those tight fitting pants, the outline of it, hard not to notice. But I don't necessarily go around wondering what it would feel like, or even taste like...or anything like that." "Ah huh...don't lie to me sis. Come on, admit it. Admit that you've actually masturbated imagining that hard gorgeous cock of his sliding in and out of this hot nasty pussy of yours," Susan said, once more licking and sucking mom's clit, two fingers now worming in and out of mom's cunt as she spread her legs even more decadently so that Susan could do that. "Ok, ok...maybe a few times. But it's just fantasy. You know I'd never really want to do that, or act on it, thinking about it's one thing...doing it is..." "What? Another?" I asked stepping out onto the porch, naked as the day I was born, my rock hard cock sticking straight out in front of me. The looks on their faces priceless, neither one of them expecting for me to actually do this of course, even being fully aware I'd been standing there watching the two of them. "John! What...ah, what are you doing home so early?" Mom asked scrambling to find something in which to cover herself, Aunt Susan likewise looking dumbfounded that I had actually walked outside like this. Obviously confused here since this was well outside of what I'd initially discussed with her. "This...ah, I can explain," she stammered genuinely embarrassed now, though finally giving up on trying to find her top, let alone her bikini bottoms, using her hands instead in some vain effort to cover up her tits from my gaze. "Change of plans. And now I'm glad they have changed. Coming home...seeing the two of you like this...something I've always wondered about, fantasized about. So...don't let my being here stop you." "You can't be serious," mom said once again. "You can't possibly be suggesting..." "What? That I want to watch you and Aunt Susan rubbing cunts together? Something along those lines? Well mom...I certainly am!" I said standing there stroking myself, making sure she got a good long hungry look at my stiff throbbing prick. "Come on mom, admit it...standing here like this, jacking off my own dick, it's turning you on isn't it? Watching your own son masturbating? I know it does mom, I know because I once caught you spying on me one day while I was. And I knew that you had begun playing with yourself too while you were doing that. So...now, here we are, once again. Only this time, you can watch me openly doing it...while I'm watching the two of you." Aunt Susan turned towards mom, speaking for the first time. "You never told me about that!" She said. "It was a long...long time ago," mom answered, obviously embarrassed now, and more than a little confused by all of this. "Tell her the story later," I said taking a seat now across from the two of them. "Right now...I want to sit here and enjoy myself...watching the two of you." To be continued... Never in a Million Years Ch. 03 "John, you can't possibly be serious here!" Mom exclaimed as she sat trying to cover her full breasts with one arm placed over her chest, the other...her hand now vainly trying to cover the dark patch of pussy hair covering her mound. Neither one of which, she was succeeding in doing very well. "I'm your mother!" She added to that as though the rationale of that would make further sense. "Yeah, you are. My very hot sexy mother, and my very hot sexy Aunt! And I'm at least being honest here...it was hot watching the two of you, obviously..." I said looking down at my own erection, though I had to almost chuckle as mom's eyes had hardly wavered from staring at my stiff-standing prick. So was my Aunt, but she was making no fuss about any of this, and had actually taken a seat next to mom on her lounge chair boldly looking at me, even going so far as to lick her lips. "Come on mom, what's the harm here? Obviously, you two were enjoying all this...just as much as I was enjoying watching the two of you. So don't try and tell me you're not excited, or aroused...even now. Wouldn't you enjoy seeing your own son beating his meat while the two of you pleasured one another? Doesn't the thought of me stroking this hard fucking cock of mine thrill you, excite you?" I pressed, purposely running my hand up and down my shaft while both my Aunt and mother continued to look on. I was about as horny as I'd ever been. But playing this silly charade with them was too much fun. As easy as I believe it would have been to press the issue even further, I actually wanted to draw this out even more. Eventually reaching the point where it was mom begging for it...begging for me, which would make the surrender of her desires all the sweeter when they happened. "But..." she drooled, not really going anywhere else with it. Her eyes still locked on my cock. I had squeezed it, knowing even without looking that a nice fat droplet of juice was even then beginning to string off the tip of my prick. Glancing down, I saw it lengthen, a clear little ribbon of pre-cum fuck juice even then starting to hang suspended from the tip of my hard, horny cock as she sat there mouth open taking it in. I glanced back towards her, the arm she'd been using to futilely cover herself with, was moving. Her fingers already scissoring one of her hard extended nipples, and I was sure she hadn't even realized it yet. My Aunt, pretty much put an end to whatever hesitation mom may have had. She simply crawled up further into the lounge chair, straddling mom. "Here, move your leg over just a little. Yes...that's it!" My Aunt Susan said as she positioned herself directly over mom. As she did that, I took the opportunity to move over closer to the two of them, now standing beside the lounger they were sharing as my Aunt deftly positioned herself, one leg going over one of mom's and the other under, effectively scissoring one another in this fashion right there in the chair. Now pressed cunt to cunt...she began slowly gyrating herself against mom's widely displayed pussy. "There, that's better...don't you think?" Mom moaned, momentarily closing her eyes as she did, and then opening them to glance out towards me once again as I stood there actually slapping my prick, making it bounce up and down for her as she watched. "That's so...so..." "Dirty mom? Horny? Naughty hot? You like that? You like watching your son playing with his dick for you while Aunt Susan's busy fucking your cunt?" "Oh my god! Yes! Yes!" She responded back, totally succumbing now to the pure lewdness of the moment. The sensations of my Aunt's soaking wet cunt now grinding against her own, the slippery sounds now being made and produced as I added my own accompaniment of slick sweet juice to those they were producing. It was a symphony of erotic music being made at its best. "That's it Susan," I urged her. "Fuck mom's pussy baby. Clit to clit...rub it and smear it with your hot sticky pussy juice. Let me hear it...ah yeah, perfect. Perfect." I vocally applauded. Mom was humping back...grinding against her sister now. Reaching up, she placed her hands over my Aunt's breasts, molding and squeezing them together. "Slap one!" I called out, seeing my Aunt's face take on a curious look, though it was already screwed up in a grimace of pleasure even as she looked at me. Eyes slightly glazed. "Go on mom...slap it, slap her titty!" She did so. "Harder!" I called out again, seeing her slap my Aunt's breast once more, harder this time, and seeing the look in my Aunt's face as she winced with the pleasure/pain of it. But this time she added her own hot wanton desires to my own. "Again...even harder, slap it Max, slap it. Slap my tits!" Mom slapped one, and then the other, and then back again. All the while the two of them humping one another wildly now, grinding...pushing, the sounds of two very wet, very slippery cunts squishing against one another was simply too much for me to bear any longer. I stepped forward, still fisting my cock, now aiming it downwards between the two of them. I could see by the look in their eyes they were as close as I was. Not even bothering to announce it, simply aiming...feeling, and then watching as my prick suddenly erupted in a torrent of cream that began spurting copiously, drenching the junction of where their pussies so wonderfully sat pressed together. "Oh fuck! Fuck!" Mom squealed, watching me shoot. My Aunt as well thrashing and groaning deeply, now entering the throes of her own orgasmic relief as my cock continued to squirt, pumping out what felt like a gallon of fuck-butter as I liberally began hosing the two of them, now milking the last of it over their respective tits. Almost immediately I became weak in the knees, collapsing down into a nearby chair in order to collect myself, though still watching as the two of them slowly wound down as well. Streamers of my cream along with their own, running everywhere. "I...I can't believe," mom gasped still fighting to catch her breath. "That...that we just did that." "I know. Fun huh?" Susan quipped. "Especially when John started shooting all over us like that. Oh my god was that hot!" "Yes it was," I punctuated, standing. "Now...relax, catch your breaths. I'll go grab you both a nice hot towel to clean up with, along with some drinks. How's a nice scotch sound?" I asked already turning...not bothering to wait for an answer. I was grinning from ear to ear. And this party was just getting started. ** Minutes later I came strolling back outside again, carrying two hot towels for them to clean up with, along with a tray of drinks. I of course hadn't bothered getting dressed yet, and though my prick no longer stood at full mast, it had remained somewhat lengthened even flaccid. I could only imagine the image they saw as I crossed the deck towards them, handing out the towels, and then placing their drinks on a table next to them, my dick only inches away from mom's face as I did. Even as she hurriedly wiped herself off, I noticed her looking at me. And then did laugh openly as she placed the moist towel over her breasts, covering most of them, though struggling with likewise trying to conceal her bare pussy. There wasn't quite enough to do both. "Now you're shy?" I chuckled, sitting down in my chair, sipping from my drink, already feeling a renewed hardness in my dick as it began to firm up again. Mom finally looked away, grateful for her own drink, giving her something to concentrate on besides my shaft though she nearly drank all of it in one gulp. She was now shaking her head, looking at her sister. "I still can't believe we did that," she said shamefacedly, her cheeks already coloring again, though her eyes briefly wandered back to my groin as my prick once more began taking on a full stand. "Ah to be young again," my Aunt quipped, likewise noticing, though she was pointedly referring to my dick. "Would you look at that Maxine? Just moments ago squirting all over the two of us, and there it is again, already looking like it could do it again." I smiled at that, winking at her. "Oh no," mom tried desperately in trying to pretend she had her wits about her. "None of that should have happened to begin with. It's just not right. John's my son...and to see what he did...witness...us, doing what we did..." "Having fun. Erotic, hot fun," I interjected. "Come on mother, admit it...you enjoyed it just as much as Susan and I did. Don't try denying it. And don't sit there and pretend you aren't thinking about it right now, seeing how hard I'm already getting again, just remembering how hot the two of you looked together. Something I have long fantasized about, seeing the two of you touching and playing with one another. And now I finally have, and have every intention of wanting to see you do again too!" I added to that. It was obvious mom still couldn't believe any of this, even though in the beginning she had done so with the full knowledge that I'd be standing there watching her doing just that. It was almost comical knowing that, and seeing this effort on her part to use the excuse it was still wrong, even though she'd been willing to go along with it in the beginning. And of course my Aunt didn't dare say anything to the contrary, though her occasional looks my way questioned where I was no doubt attempting to go with all this. "Ok, I admit it...it was hot. Exciting. But it still doesn't make it right John, regardless of that. It was a onetime thing...and that's that." She said with some finality. "Speak for yourself Maxine," Susan said finishing her drink. "I for one, have every intention of sucking this boy's prick. I want to see what it feels and tastes like in my mouth. But...first I need to pee, and then I need another drink. And then after that...I'm going to suck that nice hard cock of his. So...you can either sit and watch, or do whatever, but you'll only have for as long to think about it as it will take me to do all that. So you'd best make up your mind." And with that, my Aunt stood, wonderfully naked...and walked back into the house. I merely smiled at mom as she sat there looking at me once again, no doubt contemplating the dilemma and challenge that had just been placed with her. "So..." I said smiling. "So..." she answered in response. "You going to stay and watch Aunt Susan suck my cock?" Mom blushed at that, though I think some of it was her arousal too. She obviously still was, her nipples like my cock had begun to harden again. "You're actually going to let her?" She asked, though her tone of voice immediately told me she wasn't asking it in hopes that I wouldn't...but that I was going to. "Of course I am! What man in his right mind doesn't enjoy having his dick sucked?" "Well your father for one," mom said not quite under her breath, though sheepishly laughing at herself shortly after that. "Though maybe...it's because I didn't do it very well or something. Maybe...maybe I should at least watch how Susan does it. Then maybe one day, when I meet a man..." "Ah huh...whatever," I grinned. "Watch...or do...up to you." "I...I just couldn't John. This was bad enough. But actually doing anything with you, or two you...it's just wrong, really wrong." "Oh. But you and Susan is perfectly ok." "That's different." "Oh? And how's that? It's still considered incest if that's your reasoning, no difference." "Well maybe it is...or isn't. Doesn't matter either way. It's a BIG difference to me. You are my son, a part of me...I see it slightly differently, right or wrong. So I just can't. I just can't." "Suit yourself mom. But here comes your sister now. And right now, I really do want to have my cock sucked by someone who really wants too." My Aunt had walked over now looking down at the two of us. "So...you staying for this or what?" "She wants to watch...see how you do it," I joked. "Thinks maybe she'll learn a thing or two at the very least." "Ah huh..." Susan giggled. "Hell John, she's the one who showed me how to do it." I openly laughed once again. "Figured as much. But regardless, I'm really looking forward to this," I told my Aunt as she scooted up between my legs as I sat there on the chair. In seconds, she was licking and tonguing me, pleasuring the hard swollen head of my prick, and then sucked me deeply inside her mouth, pleasuring me even more as mom sat next to us looking on. I wasn't at all surprised of course as only a few minutes later, mom was openly masturbating herself looking on while her sister pleasured her nephews cock. "What?" she asked me though I hadn't said anything. "I never said seeing you...looking at you didn't turn me on. I already admitted to that, I just can't...do what my sister's doing. That's all." "Well in that case mom, enjoy yourself then. I know I certainly am. And to be even more honest about it, I quite like watching you sitting there touching yourself. So what's say we just relax and enjoy this. Though I will say this too mom. If you are in fact the one who actually taught your sister how to give a decent blowjob, then you truly must be one hell of a fine cock-sucker yourself. Dad was an idiot if he didn't like feeling this!" Mom blushed profusely, but said nothing more. But the shyness had gone out of her fingers as she brazenly sat there twiddling her clit. But I had to give my Aunt a great deal of credit too, she knew how to pleasure a man's cock. Even though I had climaxed a short time ago, it wasn't long until I felt the beginnings of yet again, another glorious orgasm. I began spewing into my Aunt's mouth as she sucked, swallowed, and sucked some more, finally sucking out what had to be the last remnants of my spunk. Only then holding the last portion of it, grinning at me obscenely, showing to both me along with my mother, the spermy-white toothpaste she was holding inside there. "Hmm, nice," she said loud enough for everyone to hear, and then lowering her voice whispering. "Better than drinking it out of a glass," she winked. Mom had watched rather enthusiastically the entire time of course, unabashedly playing with herself, and even timing her own orgasm to coincide with my own. This time, it was her turn to pee, so she excused herself, though not before putting on her entire bikini again, which effectively told my Aunt and I, that the party for today at least...was over. "You're a naughty...naughty man, you know that?" "Yeah, I know. And from now on Aunt Sue...I plan on being a whole lot naughtier too. Watching the two of you was amazing. But I have no intention of leaving it there either. Mom might be a bit shy and apprehensive at the moment, so here's what we're going to do." My Aunt Susan sat listening to my ideas, shaking her head from time to time as though wondering just how the hell I was going to actually pull some of this off, without causing mom to go running into the night because of it. "Don't worry. I know she's acting hesitant, and is...she's obviously struggling with the notion and idea, but given enough time, and suggestive arousal, she'll come around eventually. Just you wait and see." "Maybe, maybe not John. I do know your mother fairly well you know. And though this obviously did arouse and excite her quite a bit, she can be pretty stubborn and set in her ways too, as you well know. So don't push things too far, or too hard. Or she really will shut down if she's too emotionally distraught with her conscience and emotions." "Yeah, but I know her too Aunt Susan. And I think, she just needs a bit more coaxing and stimulation, and that she really will eventually come around. You say that what seems to get her really aroused is the silly things sometimes, half-way kinky things that get her juices flowing? Well...let's start with that then, see how things go from there. Now...why don't you go inside, check on mom, maybe talk to her some about what happened here. In the meantime, I'll run to the store, pick up a few things for a nice BBQ dinner tonight, along with a nice bottle of wine, and we'll see how the evening goes. How's that sound?" Though my Aunt agreed with me to some extent, she really was worried that I might press the issue with mom a bit harder than what she could mentally and emotionally handle. But I had no intention of doing that either. Once again, when and if mom did come around to my way of thinking, the moment when she did...would be all the sweeter indeed. ** The rest of the evening went pretty much as planned. We had a nice relaxing dinner together along with a nice bottle of wine to mellow everyone out some. And never once was anything brought up or discussed about the afternoon's events. Though Aunt Susan had promised me that she would find a way to get mom to somehow talk about it, or at least share her thoughts to her regarding it after they had retired to bed. I wasn't about to sit back and let my Aunt tell me however...I wanted to hear first hand for myself what was said, and from that...I felt I'd have a better idea of where to go next in this subtle seduction of my mother. I soon after said goodnight, heading upstairs to my own room, made some noise about settling in for the night, then quietly crept back out into the hallway a short time after that. The two of them just then turning off the lights and preparing to head down the stairs to their room. I waited until they had done so...and once more, tip-toed quietly down their stairs, until I was again just outside the door of their bedroom. "Well...it certainly was an interesting day today, wasn't it?" "You can say that again!" Mom breathed emphasizing her earlier excitement. "I sure as hell never expected that! Knowing he was watching us was one thing, but then having him actually come walking out when he did, the way he did, certainly wasn't! I mean good god Susan! Did you see the size of that thing? How hard it was?" My Aunt laughed. "Yeah I know...of course you did. You were sucking it for Pete's sake!" "Jealous? Just a little?" Susan asked. "Hell yes. Of course I was! And doing it in front of me no less! Of course I was jealous...what mother wouldn't be? And especially as it was my very own sister who was sucking on it while I sat there watching her do it! Damn right I was!" And then mom paused, lowering her voice a little as though fearful I might actually be standing outside their door or something. "And how was it anyway? How'd...you know, how'd it taste?" "Heavenly," Aunt Susan answered. "But seriously Maxine...if you really want to know, you should just go ahead and do it. You know damn good and well he'd let you. He loves you." "Of course he loves me. I'm his mother. But mothers do NOT run around sucking their son's cocks!" "Oh...but it's ok if an Aunt does?" Mom was silent for a moment, and then burst out laughing. "Well in this case, yes. At least I got to see you doing it, even if I couldn't. That was fucking hot. But you never did answer my question. How did my son's cum taste anyway?" "Tell you what," Susan spoke once more whispering as though she too was worried I might actually be listening in. If you want to find out what your son's cum tastes like...I think I know a way to do that, without his ever knowing that you did." "And pray tell...just how would you go about doing that?" Mom asked...curiously. "Well, I think I have an idea, and it's just naughty/kinky enough that I think even you would be willing to take it that far at least." "Quit teasing me Susan! How?" "How'd you like licking your son's cum out of my pussy!?" There was a long...long pause. Even I was surprised by that one myself. "Wow...really? You think you can get him to fuck you? And then...wow, and then squirt inside you? How the hell would you get to me then though Susan? I mean...I'd want it fresh, not like hours old you know...geesh! I know I have this kinky side to me and all, but even that's a bit too kinky for my taste!" Never in a Million Years Ch. 03 "Actually, I think it would be a lot easier than you think. What we'd do is this. You have your volunteer time at the clinic tomorrow yes?" "Well no...day after tomorrow." "No...tomorrow," Susan waited. "Oh...tomorrow, yes. Tomorrow! What then?" "Well...I'll make sure my phone is on, so you can actually listen in and hear everything too. That should certainly get your motor running. What we'll then do is this. I'll concoct some story about making some sort of promise to you or something, about actually letting him fuck me. Tell him that even though you were ok with me sucking him off, you draw the line at actually fucking him." "I was actually considering doing just that!" "Fat chance sweetie! The moment I can get that boys thick hard cock into this pussy...I'm taking it! Anyway...I'll make sure you know it, hear it the moment he cums in me. After he does, you suddenly come walking in unexpectedly. I'll make sure to race downstairs in order to get dressed, something along those lines. Then you come down stairs to change clothes yourself, and of course...that's where you'll find me. Laying on the bed with a pussy full of your son's hot creamy spunk. How's that sound? Then you can taste as much of it as you like, nice and fresh...not to mention, giving my pussy a nice tongue lashing in the meantime." "Fuck Susan, I wish it was full of his cum right now I want to taste it so bad. Think it'll really work?" "I know it will baby. I know it will. Now come here. Just talking about you licking me has me all fired up again. And I know damn good and well, by the way you're standing there with those nipples of yours sticking a mile out, that your even hornier than I am just thinking about it." "Yeah...thinking about licking my son's cum out of my own sister's cunt. God...I'm so bad Susan, so very, very bad. I can't believe how the thought of that actually excites me so much!" "Well you do know Max...I'm sure that your son would be more than happy to let you taste his cum straight from the source, anytime...anywhere. " "Yes...I know. But just because I want to. And just because he'd even let me, doesn't mean that I can ever really entertain the thought of actually doing that. Licking my son's sperm out of your pussy is bad enough." "Yes it is...isn't it?" Aunt Susan giggled. Followed shortly after that by the sound of the two of them pretending to be eating my cum out of both of their cunts. I shot a nice wad against the door, figuring if they ever wondered what it was, or what had gotten spilled there, that in time...maybe they'd figure the rest of it out. For now, it was time for bed. I was already looking forward to tomorrow, fucking my Aunt, and then hopefully, maybe even secretly spying on mom while she actually did that. I had a few plans of my own to make. ** In the morning, mom made a big deal out of having to go into work, especially when it was supposed to be her day off and all that. Aunt Susan likewise made up some pretense of doing some much needed shopping, but I knew of course that they had also planned on meeting someplace and killing some time together before she came home again. I waited until they had both left before heading out on a little errand of my own. An old buddy of mine owned and operated one of those security/alarm types of businesses, which included home security, nanny-cameras and the like. I knew he could fix me up. I mean after all, if the two of them could scheme behind my back, I had no qualms about doing a little scheming of my own behind theirs. In no time at all, I had several camera's installed throughout the house, a few well-placed microphones as well, software easily installed on my lap-top...and basically, all good to go by the time I heard Aunt Susan pulling up in the drive way. I was already hard just thinking about fucking my Aunt. For starters. ** Although I was curious as to how she was going to go about seducing me, I needn't have worried. Having already set up my own camera's throughout the house, along with some well-hidden microphones, I had positioned myself in the den, pretending to watch some TV when she came walking in. She'd already removed her clothing in the kitchen area, making the seduction obvious...and easy. All she had on was a very lacy white bra, garters and white stockings, which had the effect of framing her still dark, neatly trimmed bush. It was a very erotic sight. "Goodness Aunt Sue. I thought you were out buying clothes...not selling them!" She laughed at that and then purposely turned, giving me an additional view of her bare ass, stockings coming up to mid-thigh as she turned. "Wanted to get some new lingerie, been a while since I've gotten anything new for myself. Thought I'd model what I got and see what you thought," she told me turning back to face me once again, now cupping her bra-clad breasts. "Not sure about the bra though...too small?" She asked as her tit flesh threatened to spill out of the cups the way she was holding them. "Just right," I offered. "Very sexy look. Though I have to ask...as sexy as you do look, who were you planning to seduce in that outfit anyway?" The answer was obvious of course. "You!" She smiled seductively walking over towards me, climbing up into the chair I was sitting in, and effectively straddling me. I had purposely worn loose-fitting shorts, and within moments, my Aunt could certainly feel my hard cock pressing against her soft fur covered muff. "I figured since I already had it on...and with your mom out for a while, might be a good time to show you. One thing though..." she paused with a somewhat serious look on her face. "Oh? And what's that?" I asked already rubbing my cock against her through the thin material of my shorts. Hands having already reached up to capture and caress her breasts through the thin lacy material of her bra. Her nipples hard, pressing against the sheer fabric. "Although your mother eventually came to accept me giving you that blowjob yesterday, she asked me to refrain from taking things any further with you. I have to confess, I told her I would. But now...seeing you, and sitting here like this, I know I can't possibly keep that promise to her. But...I don't want her getting angry with me either. So I'm asking you...will you agree to keep this as our little secret if we do go a bit farther than we did yesterday?" I was smiling inside. "Of course Aunt Susan! I wouldn't want to do anything to upset or hurt anyone...but admittedly, I've been hoping that at some point I'd get to fuck you...and suck that delicious looking pussy of yours." She smiled at that, obviously loving the dirty talk which aroused her even more as I knew it would. "I was hoping you'd say something like that," she told me, though she once again slipped off my lap. "Let me get my phone before we do anything," she informed me. "Just in case your mother calls. She mentioned that since this was her day off, she might not have to work as long as she normally does. She promised to call in the event she was getting off early so we could possibly meet someplace for lunch later." With that, Susan headed out of the room briefly, entering a moment or two later setting her phone down on the coffee table next to us. One glance told me it was on, though I pretended not to notice. Mom no doubt listening in on the other end, and very likely some where's close as well. Close enough to make an entrance shortly after I had shot a nice thick load deep inside my Aunt's cunt. I had no intention of hurrying the process though. Bound and determined to once again draw this out for as long as I dared to. Doing that would hopefully have mom climbing the walls as she listened to us, in anticipation of licking my cum out of her sister's pussy later. I had likewise removed my shorts, now sitting there with a nice stiff erection waiting for her as she came walking back over towards me, though she again turned, bending over slightly, showing me her well-rounded ass from behind, her swollen puffy lips winking at me. "So...what do you think?" she asked coquettishly. "Sexy enough?" "Sexy enough to fuck!" I said standing up, once again having no intention yet of giving her what she wanted either. I did place my prick within the furrow of her ass-cheeks and proceeded to pleasure myself, teasing her as I did. Hands once more coming around to cup her breasts, though not before undoing the clasp on her bra, causing it to fall down her arms as she shook herself out of it. I preferred free-swinging tits. "You really are a breast man aren't you?" She moaned as I pulled on her hard fat nipples, stretching them. "Card carrying," I responded back. "I do love yours...and mom's nice full breasts," I decided to say knowing full well that mom was close by listening to all of this. "They're both beautiful. And don't mind saying, I'd love to be kneeling between the two of you...playing with you both. But for now...I'm certainly content to be playing with these. I love the way they hang down and swing Aunt Sue...and can just imagine the way they'll be wildly flopping about once I've slid this hard fucking cock up inside that hot wet pussy of yours and start thrusting in and out of you. Too bad we don't have a mirror close by I could watch them from the side while doing that. Or better yet, recording it for prosperity," I joked. "Perhaps we can find a mirror another time then. I'd enjoy seeing that myself," though I was thinking that eventually we'd be sitting down and actually watching this at some point as I continued to rub the head of my cock up and down the crack of my sexy Aunt's ass. With my Aunt still leaning forward, balancing herself on the end of the couch, I decided to have a bit more fun with her before moving in for the kill. I knelt down on the floor behind her. "Spread your legs a bit more," I instructed. "Yes...that's it. Just like that." "What are you going to do?" She asked looking back over her shoulder at me. "What do you think? I'm going to eat this nasty looking pussy of yours for one thing, and then I'm going to stick my hard thick cock inside it afterwards," I added to that, speaking up just a little to ensure that good old mom could clearly hear what was being said. "Oh yes...eat my hot, wet creamy pussy," Susan responded, likewise speaking louder than normally as well, which I inwardly chuckled at. The two of us vocalizing our lust for mom's benefit, though Susan of course had no clue I was onto their little scheme as we both did that. In addition to running my tongue up into her wet juicy split, I surprised her by rimming that tight pink puckered ass of hers as well, spitting onto, and into it, where I soon added a fingertip..grazing and teasing that tight little opening. "Like that?" I asked. "Like me licking your asshole Aunt Susan? Like me to maybe stick my hard prick inside there and fuck you that way?" I was half tempted to do that, and dump my load inside there instead. Wondering if mom would still be up for tasting my cream that way. But Susan quickly headed me off of course, no doubt wondering the same thing. "I would...but not today. I'd need a hell of a lot more lubrication before ever allowing you to fuck my ass John," she breathed hotly. "You're just too damn big and thick...but perhaps another time. Right now, I just want that gorgeous hard cock of yours pounding in and out of my pussy." "I'll hold you to that," I told her, though I had now managed to ease one finger inside her cunt, another inside her ass, scissoring the two openings as I simultaneously sat there fingering her that way. "Ever been double-fucked?" I now asked. "No...never," she groaned deeply, enjoying the sensation of my fingers smoothly and easily spearing her twin openings. "Maybe...we should get mom a strap-on dildo or something. Then one of us could fuck your cunt, and the other one your ass...and visa versa. Bet you'd both enjoy doing that, don't you think?" I teased still working her openings with my fingers, though simultaneously flicking my tongue against her hard little clit, making her squirm and thrash against me even more than she had been doing. "Oh fuck...she'd...she'd...your mother...would, she'd never...oh fuck that feels good!" Susan gasped as I surrounded her clit with my lips drawing it in, gently sucking and chewing on it. "You never know, maybe someday she might," I teased further. "Maybe the thought of me fucking her ass and pussy, while you are too...might be something she's never experienced, and would like to try." "Oh fuck...maybe, god John, I don't know. But what I do know...is I need that cock of yours inside me...NOW!" She cried out. I stood up, once more placing my shaft against her ass for a moment as though I still might ass-fuck her instead. But then I adjusted the angle, reached down, and placed the head of my cock within the slick-slippery folds of her mushy, dripping pussy. "You want it Aunt Sue? You want my cock?" "Yes! Yes! Oh god yes John! Give it to me!" "Tell me where you want it," I demanded, still teasing her neither lips with the head of my dick. "In my cunt!" She quickly responded back. "Stick that big hard dick inside my cunt!" "And then what?" "And then fuck me. Fuck me nice and hard...and fast." "And where do you want me to shoot my cum Aunt Sue? Want me to pull out and squirt all over your back and ass? Or do you want me to finish off in your face...or..." "No...in my cunt. I want to feel it squirting off inside me John. I want you to cum inside me. I want to feel your cock pulsating inside me, squirting...spurting...filling me up." I shoved all the way in, hearing Aunt Susan gasp loudly, audibly as I hilted myself fully into her. "You mean like this Sue? You like the feel of my prick buried balls deep inside this hot nasty pussy of yours? You like the way it stretches this tight little cunt? Fills you up?" "Oh my god yes John! Yes! Fuck me baby. Fuck your dirty Aunt's nasty pussy. Squirt that hot creamy sticky juice inside me baby...make me cum with you while you do!" I began thrusting in and out of my Aunt's cunt like a runaway freight train. For several long moments, the only sound we were making was the slap of flesh against flesh, her well rounded ass acting like a buffer as I slammed into her there from behind. Her breasts as expected, gyrating wildly beneath her as I glanced over, looking on...enjoying the erotic spectacle taking place there in front of me. "God I love the way your tits bounce!" I cried out hotly. "And I love the way your wet pussy feels too Sue, the way it slides around my prick, how hot and nasty wet you are. I am so looking forward to spurting off inside you baby. Filling you up with all my hot juicy semen!" Most of the sounds my Aunt was now making were unintelligible. I could sense she was already hovering on the edge of orgasm, only seconds away now as I continued to thrust in and out of her. Finally she cried out as the dam burst. "Oh John! John! Give it to me...cum with me John! Cum with me!" I grabbed my Aunt's ass cheeks firmly in hand, thrusting as deep into her as I could, holding still for a moment as the first delicious spurt of my semen leapt from the head of my cock, followed by another and another. "Feel that Sue? Feel my prick squirting inside you? Feel all that nasty spunk bathing the inside of your cunt?" I asked as I began moving in and out of her again, milking out what remained of my still ongoing climax. "Oh yes John yes. I can baby. I can. I can feel you squirting your juice inside my pussy!" Though I had of course been expecting it, I had gotten so involved in how good this really was feeling, and how sweet my Aunt's cunt felt wrapped around my dick, that it took a moment for me to realize that the sound of my mother's calling out, informing us she'd just walked in, nearly ruined everything. Even Susan seemed to have forgotten about that for a moment as well. "You who...anybody home?" Mom called out having entered through the front door instead of the back door like she normally did. "Oh my god! It's your mother!" Susan exclaimed worriedly. "Quick John...quick! You run upstairs to your room, I'll run downstairs and pretend I was just getting ready to take a shower. Now hurry, before she sees us!" Playing along. I quickly gathered up my shorts and ran up the stairs as quietly as I could, easing my bedroom door closed. The best part was, I had my laptop on, with the security program running, so it was a simple process to simply sit down, bring up the camera I had in the kitchen area, and then look on...likewise listening as my Aunt Susan met mom in there. "Well? Could you hear everything?" Susan asked her. Even from this vantage point I could see that my mother's face was flushed as she barely nodded her head yes. "So...it's, John's cum?" Mom asked barely able to speak, looking down at my Aunt's pussy as she spread her legs open briefly for a moment, one hand reaching down, and then coming back up with what was obviously a dollop of cream sitting on it. "You mean this?" She asked holding her finger up in front of mom's face. "Go ahead sis...have a taste," she grinned at her mischievously. I was a little surprised when mom actually drew her sister's finger into her mouth, sucking it like a small tiny cock for a moment. "Come on sweetie. There's more. A LOT more!" She said cupping her mound, gingerly descending the stairs as mom followed her. "So where's John?" Mom asked as she began following her down, out of sight of my camera now, though I could still hear the two of them through the hidden microphone. "In his room, pretending to take a nap," Susan giggled. "Now come on...I have a very full pussy just waiting to be licked," she said, as I now heard the two of them giggle together. I switched views, now bringing up the hidden camera in their room, a ceiling shot from well above as the hidden camera I'd concealed in the light fixture seemed to have been the best overall placement, which it was proving out to be. Mom all but tore her clothing off as Susan stood patiently waiting at the side of the bed. Now naked, mom crawled up into the bed, as Susan once again climbed in with her, only this time purposely straddling and sitting on her face. "This what you wanted?" She laughed as she slowly lowered herself down. "Yes! Yes! Fuck yes!" Mom moaned, "Let me taste my baby!" She said finally as Susan effectively silenced her for a moment, her cum-filled cunt suddenly sealing itself over my mother's face. I sat...watching, not at all surprised when my cock once again began to harden. Leaning back slightly, Susan quickly found mom's widely spread pussy, slipping a finger inside, finger-fucking her while mom gorged herself on her sister's cunt. I only wish I had had a much better, closer look at what was happening there. But even at this angle, it was quite a sight as I began stroking my cock, wishing I was now filling mom's cunt with a nice thick load of cream. "Eventually," I said to myself. "Baby steps," I grinned. And then took pleasure in watching my Aunt and mom spend the next half hour pleasuring one another until they had both had several very intense looking orgasms. I switched off the video recording. I was already looking forward to the day when I'd end up showing it to them. Hopefully by then, balls deep inside mom as we did. ** I decided to come downstairs from my "nap" not bothering to put anything on. I was in the process of making a sandwich when I heard the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs. Turning, having just taken a bite, I was pleased to see it was mom as she entered the room. "John! For gods sakes! Put something on...you're naked!" She exclaimed, though her tone of voice expressed surprise perhaps at seeing me standing there like that, there was also an element of pleasure in it too. Never in a Million Years Ch. 03 "Why? Not like you already haven't seen me naked. And I was hungry after my nap. Didn't expect you home so early today anyway," I shot back, reminding her that she had her own dirty little secrets that she was still trying to keep from me. "Still..." she half whispered as she walked over pouring herself a cup of luke-warm coffee from the pot, taking a seat at the kitchen table, though her eyes were once more locked on a certain dangling appendage of mine. "What if someone were to suddenly drop by and see you like that?" She asked. "Like who? Aunt Susan?" I laughed. "Where is she anyway?" I then asked. "Taking a bit of a nap herself," mom responded. "She was very tired." I walked around behind mom, placing my fingers on the back of her neck, rubbing her shoulders. "You look a bit exhausted yourself," I stated. "Bet you could use a nice relaxing back-rub," I suggested as I continued massaging her neck and shoulders. "Oh that would feel good," mom freely admitted. "I really could use one of those," she added to that. "Been a while." "How about I set up the table for you then?" I offered, seeing her brief hesitation. Years ago when I had toyed with the idea of attending massage school and doing that for a profession, we had set up the kitchen table with the extended leaf in it, so she could lay down on that. With a foam padded cushion, we'd managed to make it work as I practiced on mom, though back then she had always worn a two piece swimming suit. "Without the bikini this time," I added. "No need for that either, and besides...I can do a much better job giving you a massage without it." "A massage..." mom said looking at me. "Just the massage right?" "Right." I grinned. "Now...finish your coffee, I'll go up and get some clean sheets, the foam mat and baby oil. When you're ready after that, I'll give you a really nice relaxing massage." Mom soon after headed downstairs to remove her clothing again as I headed upstairs to gather the things I needed, not to mention turning on my video program so I could record all of this. My mind already deviously coming up with an entirely new idea as I did that. Things were about to get really interesting, and I wasn't about to let this golden opportunity pass by without taking advantage of it. To be continued... Never in a Million Years Ch. 04 While mom was getting undressed, I quickly gathered up the things I needed for her massage, plus one or two other items I needed that she would be totally unprepared for. But before I sprang that little idea on her, I needed to get her really good and worked up first. I soon had everything ready, including myself when I heard mom's footsteps coming back up the stairs. Though she had on her robe, I knew she was naked beneath it. I on the other hand was naked as I stood there waiting for her. "John..." she said simply eying me, though I wasn't as yet erect. "You think that's wise?" "More comfortable this way," I said lamely. "Keeps me from getting too hot while I work on you." "Ah huh," she said climbing up onto our makeshift massage table, turning her back to me before slipping the robe off, and then laying face down on the table, eyes closed. I took a moment to admire my mother's form, in particular her still very firm ass as she patiently waited for me to begin. "If you're through gawking..." she finally said knowing full well that I had been, though I saw her eyes open into slits as I walked around standing in front of her. I began working on her shoulders, messaging down into the small of her back, my free-swinging prick only inches away from her face as I did that. Once or twice I glanced down as I worked her muscles, not at all surprised to see her eyes open looking at me. "So far so good," I thought to myself as I continued, now running my hands along her sides, just grazing the flesh of her somewhat concealed breasts as she pressed herself into the table. I'd even managed to "accidentally" bump into her once or twice, letting my rapidly stiffening cock poke her in the shoulder, or rub alongside her breasts as I moved around the table, eventually massaging her legs where I lifted, and had her spread them just a little. She had to of known I could easily see the split of her pussy as I did that, especially as I eventually saw a bit of glistening dew forming there as I worked on her firm ass. I even allowed my fingers to just brush tantalizingly close to her pussy, hearing an involuntary moan as I did that, though she quickly followed that up with a precautionary warning as well. "Easy John...you promised." "I promised to make you feel good," I reminded her. "And that's exactly what I'm doing isn't it?" "Yes...but," "Shh," I silenced her. "Just relax, enjoy it," as I soon after instructed her to roll over onto her back as I proceeded to work on her shoulders again, though working my hands down her arms, and lightly running them over and about her breasts too. I was careful to massage her tits without actually making it feel like a sexual caress, though that would come soon enough. Already her nipples were hard and stiff, standing out thick and proud, obviously excited as I worked downwards from there to her tummy. Once again I just let my hands and fingers skiff over the delicate furrow of her mound, feeling her quiver as I quickly passed by. I stepped around her once more, working her upper thighs, fingers slowly inching upwards to her furrow as I managed to coax her into spreading her legs again without asking her to do so. She was obviously excited, even if she was pretending not to be. And as such, it was time to spring my big surprise on her. I started to work on her arms again, one at a time, lowering them purposely off to the side of the table. "Just let them dangle there for a moment," I said softly. Don't move for a second while I finish this." I had hidden a coil of soft rope that I'd created two slip knots with, now pulling that out from beneath the table where I had secretly tucked it away. I carefully placed both loops around her wrists simultaneously, and then pulled. "Hey! What are you doing?" Mom suddenly asked a moment too late, realizing that her hands were now bound as I tied them off to the table legs beneath her. She at first thought I was just teasing with her, messing with her perhaps though I hurriedly ran around to the bottom of the table and produced two more. These of course which I now slipped over her feet, and then tying them off, thus having her completely captured and now spread-eagled there on the table. "John? John?" She asked struggling against her bonds, though she was firmly secure, unable to move in any direction. At last giving up her struggle, seeing the futility of doing so, she looked at me with a very surprised and confused expression on her face. "Just what the hell do you think you're doing?" She now asked looking somewhat stern at me as though that would deter me from what I was planning on doing. "Like I said...making you feel good," I grinned at her. "Like this?" She said once again trying to lift her arms, though showing me the futility of her ability to do so. "Yeah, like this," I grinned at her again, this time running my hands purposely over her breasts, capturing her hard nipples between my fingers, scissoring them, pinching and pulling on them. And though she groaned as I did that, she quickly fought back, trying to re-gather her senses. "John please...I'm your..." "Mother. Yeah, I know. And a damn sexy one too. Now, now quit trying to fight this mom, I'm not about to let you get up until you've had a nice little orgasm or two." "John!" She said struggling once again. "I can't...I just can't, you know I can't!" "Yes you can, and besides mom...you don't really have a choice here now do you? So the sooner you just relax, enjoy it...and cum, the sooner I'll let you up and off the table here." Though she was still struggling with it emotionally perhaps, she had quit struggling physically. Actually relaxing her body again. "I can't do this John...I'm...I'm too nervous," she stammered though the quiver in her tone in her voice told me just how aroused she was becoming. Though the real sign that she was had already betrayed her. I glanced down between her legs and saw a nice little river of creamy white sauce suddenly leaking from her depts. "Hmm, what's this?" I said running the tip of my finger up mom's split, coating it with her essence, and then showing it to her as I brought it towards my lips, licking it off. "Looks to me like your body's enjoying it, even if you're not willing to admit it," I said running my finger up her precious slit once again, feeling her shiver. "That's it..." I coaxed, gently stroking her as she squirmed, this time doing so in obvious pleasure as opposed to fighting against the bonds still holding her. I indeed knew mom had a bit of a kinky side to her, almost an addiction according to my Aunt, so had figured that something like this might be just up her alley. And more importantly, just kinky and hot enough to get her to lose a few of her pointless inhibitions. "So...feels good doesn't it?" I said teasing her, now slipping a finger fully inside my mom's wet slippery cunt as I wormed it about inside her. "Come on mom...at least admit it. Admit you're enjoying this." "Ok, ok...I am. There! Satisfied?" She cried out, squirming once again against her restraints, though feebly now as though trying to show me she was still fighting against this. Only that's when she also happened to glance up at the clock on the kitchen wall. "Oh God...Dorothy!" She suddenly exclaimed, this time truly trying to sit up, using every ounce of strength she had to no avail. "John...you have to release me! Dorothy will be here around two o'clock! She said she'd be dropping by with a copy of a new recipe I've been wanting to try!" Dorothy was a neighbor friend of hers who came over from time to time. And by her reaction, I had no doubt she was telling me the truth here too. But I decided to use that to my advantage. "Well then...that doesn't leave us too much time now does it mother?" I grinned wickedly at her. She was looking at me in lustful frustration. On the one hand, I could see by the look in her eyes she had nearly succumbed to what I was doing, but now...with the certain knowledge her friend was due to drop by a short time from now had created a small change of plans. "I can't...I can't...no way, I can't cum...knowing," she panted desperately. "Hmm, well then...I guess since you can't at the moment, I'll just have to be satisfied with you making me cum then." Once more, the implication of what I'd just said caused her to quit struggling for a moment. "What do you mean?" "What do you think I mean? Just what I said...since you say you're too nervous and worried to cum right now, you'll have to make me cum then instead...before she gets here." "John please...I can't, I'm your..." "I know. We've already been here mom. No point in saying it all again. How about you just do it, and then I'll untie you and let you go before your friend gets here." "What is it you want, and how can I?" She asked now staring at my rock hard cock again. "How about licking and sucking it? That should be easy enough don't you think?" "No John...no! I can't! I won't!" We had reached a bit of an impasse here with mom no doubt hoping I'd give up and give in before her neighbor really did show up. It was time to raise the stakes just a little. But how? I glanced about, looking...trying to think, when I saw the perfect solution. I walked away for a moment, heading towards the kitchen counter where she kept a few handy utensils ready. Grabbing a wooden spoon, I walked back towards her. Mom looking at me. "And just what the hell do you intend on doing with that?" She asked. I answered her by slipping the handle of the spoon inside her pussy. "My god John! What the fuck?" I walked over, grabbing another, walking back, and then inserting it beside the first one, so that now she was laying there on the table, bound to it, spread-eagled with two wooden spoons sticking out of her pussy. "You ready to lick me now mom? Or should I add another?" I said picking another one up. "Can't even begin to imagine what Dorothy might think should she come over and find you here laying like this with a bunch of wooden spoons stuck in your cunt." And mom knew that she would too. Dorothy had dropped by before, left things for mom on the kitchen table if she had gone out for a while. She knew where the hidden key was to the back door. If mom didn't answer the door after Dorothy knocked, it would be only a matter of time before she'd go searching for the back door key and let herself in. I ran the smooth flat surface of the wooden spoon over her clit, and tapped it lightly against her before spinning it around again, now adding it to the other two. She now had three spoons sticking obscenely out of her pussy. "Ok, ok...I give up, you win! Now hurry up, before she gets here!" Mom pleaded desperately. "Just take the fucking spoons out!" "Not until you make me cum first," I told her as I walked over to the table, placing the head of my dick upon her lips, rubbing them back and forth with my prick for a moment. "Go ahead mom, kiss it....lick it, I know you really want to." I watched as her tongue finally snaked out of her mouth, running around the head of my dick, flicking away at it. She was moaning softly as she did, obviously enjoying it, even though she had made every effort to deny that she wanted to. I reached down, capturing her very hard, very erect little clit between my fingers and began rolling it around as though it were in my mouth, feeling her moan around my cock as she sucked it in. As I jacked and masturbated her hard little clit, she in turn lovingly sucked, and continued to pleasure my cock as I fed it to her face. She was shuddering now, almost uncontrollably, murmuring her pleasure as I continued to flick her clit, rolling and rubbing it as she dutifully sucked my cock, enjoying it as she did. Even as she began to climax, three spoons still stuck inside her pussy, I felt my own release rapidly approaching, pulling out, seeing her reaching for it again with her lips, even as she climaxed. "No!" She cried out, looking up at me. "You want it then?" "Oh yes John, yes! Please baby...give it to me." "Where do you want it mom?" "In my mouth, I want you to cum in my mouth! Please John...please. Hurry baby, hurry...she'll, she'll be here any time now!" I felt her lips once more surrounding my cock, drawing on it, sucking it as my balls churned, as the first jettison of spunk ran up the length of my shaft. Within moments, I was pouring my seed into my own mother's hungrily sucking mouth as she greedily drank it down as fast as she could manage it. Even before I had completely finished draining myself down mom's throat, I caught a shadow of movement pass by the kitchen window. "Guess who's here?" I said stepping back, enjoying the look on mom's face, cum dribbles still escaping from the corners of her mouth. "Oh fuck! Fuck! Untie me John, please! Untie me!" There was a quick knock on the door, as I slowly released the restraints around her legs. "Faster John, faster!" Mom was asking, almost in a whisper as she looked towards the back door, seeing the shadow of her friend standing there just on the other side. I finished the restraints on her wrists, watching mom bolt off the table, one hand reaching between her legs for the three spoons, as she suddenly raced past me heading back down the stairs. I turned, grabbing the remnants of the makeshift massage table we'd made and moved into the living room, tossing everything onto the couch, and then slipping into my robe just as I heard the back door opening, Dorothy calling out as she entered. "You who? Maxine?" I walked around the corner at that moment, surprising her, scaring her just a little as she jumped, not at all expecting me of course. "Hi Dorothy," I said rounding the corner, "Sorry, but I wasn't expecting anyone," I said having purposely not tied the front of my robe closed. I had seen her initial look as she in turn had obviously seen me before I'd gathered my robe closed within my hand. "Oh, I...uh, sorry...I wasn't," she stammered blushing profusely, before finding herself. "I was looking for your mother. She was expecting me." "Oh...well, she should be upstairs any time now," I told her. "She's downstairs brushing her teeth at the moment." "Brushing her teeth?" "Yeah, just got a new toothpaste she wanted to try out, said it left her mouth feeling all tingly after using it." "Yeah? What's it called?" "Not sure...spurt, or splat...something along those lines anyway." "How odd," Dorothy commented. "Yeah, I'm sure it goes by another name, you'd have to ask her though," I said turning hearing mom's footsteps coming up the stairs once again. It was time to leave, though I was half tempted to stick around and listen in on that conversation. All I heard as I headed up the stairs to my room was mom when she replied to whatever Dorothy had asked. "Oh yeah...that, the new toothpaste. Yeah, it does leave your mouth feeling all tingly..." ** It was an hour later when mom came marching into my room, not even bothering to knock though I was half expecting that, and hadn't locked my door either. I was still naked in fact, laying on top of the bed, watching porn on the TV, and hence had another nice hard erection waiting for her when she came barging in. She looked, most certainly as I had anticipated she would, though immediately drawing her eyes away from my erection, first glancing at the TV, and then into my eyes as she spoke. "I suppose you think that was really funny," she began. "What? Tying you to the table? No...I was very serious about that," I answered. "That's not what I was referring to, and you know it. And we'll talk about the other later...but you nearly got me into a lot of trouble with Dorothy over that toothpaste thing you pulled." She was trying to look serious, and then I laughed, causing her to do the same. "So...what DID you tell her anyway? She seemed really interested in trying out the new toothpaste you got too," I said still laughing. "I told her a friend of mine sent it to me from Canada, and that it wasn't available here in the States...I didn't know what else to tell her after all that. Still not sure she was buying it though." "More than happy to put some in a cup for her, you can run it over to her later if you'd like." Mom laughed. "That's horrible! You're horrible! And especially seducing your own mother like that!" "But...you liked it though didn't you?" I said reaching down to wrap my fist around my hard cock again. "And you liked sucking this too didn't you?" Mom licked her lips, finally nodding her head yes, acknowledging finally to herself and to me that she had in fact done so. "Well, since we're finally admitting we BOTH enjoyed that, come here...I have some more toothpaste to give you." To my surprise, mom actually came over, undoing the robe she had on, revealing her nakedness beneath it as she slipped onto the bed. "I can't believe we're actually doing this," she told me. "Me neither," I said quietly to myself, and then slithered down between mom's legs, spreading them, where I finally placed my lips and tongue between and paid homage to the place I had once come from. "Just one more thing," mom said as she placed her hands on my head, forcing me to lift my face upwards for a moment. "Bad enough all this...which I'm still trying to wrap my head around as it is...but you need to know John, as much as I'd like to...want to even, I can never, ever let you fuck me. Understood?" "Whatever you say mom," I said and then dove back down between her legs again. "For the moment anyway..." I then said to myself. Twenty minutes and two orgasms later, I was just coming up for air when I asked. "By the way, where the hell's Aunt Susan anyway?" I wondered. Almost magically the door opened. "Right here," she announced walking in. "Your mother told me to give her thirty minutes alone with you at least before I came up stairs. Been standing outside for the last ten, just listening and getting myself off. But...since the question was raised, and though I'm a few minutes earlier than I promised, figured I might as well." I laughed, scooting over in the bed, making room for Aunt Susan who quickly joined us. "Now we can really have some naughty fun together," I grinned wickedly. The evening was early yet, and I knew without any doubt, before this night was over, I'd be fucking the two of them side by side. ** Propping myself up with a pillow behind my head, I lay there on the bed looking down as my Aunt and mother took turns feeding my cock to one another, licking, nipping, and sucking on it. "You know what I wish?" Susan questioned as she removed my dick from her mouth, now holding it as mom once more took her turn. The sensation of her tongue spearing my shaft, rapidly flicking the sensitive ridge just beneath the head. "What?" I sighed contentedly. "That we had a video camera, and were filming this. I'd love to see what this looks like later...the three of us like this," she responded as mom now took control of my cock, feeding it back to my Aunt. "Actually..." I began. "We do...and I am." It was time to come clean, all the way around I thought. "You are what?" Mom asked. "Smile...you're on candid camera," I grinned at her. "We are?" They both said almost in unison, now looking around the bedroom. "Where?" "Not going to tell you where," I teased as Aunt Susan tightened her grip on my prick as though threatening to yank it off if I didn't tell them. "Since when?" "Since yesterday. Thought something like this might eventually happen. So I put a few hidden cameras in throughout the house. Figured that eventually, we'd all wind up together. And that when we did...it might be interesting to watch some of this later." "You mean to tell me you've installed other cameras throughout the house?" Mom asked now sitting up. For a moment, I thought she was going to get angry with me for having done so. But then she turned around looking back at me with an interesting expression on her face. "So you're telling me...you've been secretly filming us, watching us since then? Does that mean...you saw me masturbating in the bathroom earlier?" Never in a Million Years Ch. 04 I didn't know if I had caught that. I'd have to check the video I'd captured later to find out, but now I was hoping I had. I nodded my head yes. "Naughty boy," she said instead, and slithered back down onto the bed again, taking my cock back from my Aunt, and nearly swallowing it whole for a moment before speaking again. "So when do we get to see what you've captured so far?" She asked. Obviously, the thought I had been secretly recording all this had struck one of mom's kinky quirks. "Later...when we're resting up perhaps from what we're about to do," I informed them both, seeing my Aunt's rather excited expression as well now knowing I'd been doing this. "So how many cameras have you placed around the house anyway?" Mom continued to question, the level of her arousal and excitement readily apparent. "In every room?" "Not in every room no...just a few, but not going to tell you where they are either. From now on, you'll just have to realize I might be watching you both, recording whatever you're doing...and wherever you're doing it. For my viewing pleasure," I winked. "And yours too of course if you want to see what I have recorded at some point." "Hmm, nasty," Mom said. "So I'll never really know then what you can see, or what you're watching then until you show me?" "Show us!" Susan said jumping in. "But enough of that, we can go to the movies later," she added to that grinning from ear to ear. "Right now...I need this boy's cock inside my pussy!" Spinning around on the bed, getting on her hands and knees, she presented herself to me. "Come on baby...give me that nice hard cock of yours...time to fuck Aunt Susan!" I could see the wistful expression on mom's face as Susan positioned herself. Obviously she had no qualms about fucking her nephews cock. And I was bound and determined to be fucking my mother too before the night was over. It was time to turn up the heat a little, working on her inhibitions again, slowly whittling them down until she finally gave in to those desires and urges she was fighting. "Come on mom, do the honors here then at least. Put my cock inside your sister's pussy for me." I moved behind my Aunt, my stiff cock throbbing and protruding out what felt like a mile as I sat there patiently waiting for her to do that. Almost as though in a trance, she scooted around beside us, reaching down and placing her hand around my shaft, guiding it forward. "Tease her with it for me," I asked. "Slide it up and down that wet slick split of hers before sticking it in," I instructed, which she began doing. Just hearing the slickness of her play as she began doing that, Aunt Susan's cunt leaking what felt and sounded like an entire bottle of baby oil had been poured into it, mom slapped, prodded, and poked my prick in and out as well as around the area of my Aunt's cunt until she couldn't take the teasing any more. "Enough! Enough! Shove the damned thing in me Maxine!" She demanded of mom, which she then did. Even then, she continued to keep her hand wrapped around it for a moment, taking delight in keeping me from fully hilting my Aunt's cunt for a moment until I began thrusting forward, forcing her to take her hand away so that I could finally bury myself balls deep inside this tight sloppy-wet passage. "Oh god that feels so fucking good!" Susan cried out as I began to slide in and out of her in earnest now. The slap of flesh against flesh adding to the vulgar sounds her pussy was still making. "That's it baby...fuck me, fuck me, FUCK ME!" "Play with her tits," I said looking down, watching them swing to and fro, something I loved seeing, but again wanting to further mom's participation and arousal while doing this. I was delighted when she did, reaching out to capture one of Susan's breasts in her hand, cupping and fondling it...pinching and yanking downwards on her nipple almost as though milking a cow. "Oh fuck!" Susan mewed, delirious with pleasure now as the added sensation of pleasured/pain intensified the thrusting of my cock in and out of her pussy. I looked over, mom's hand down between her legs, frigging herself, looking on, watching my shaft easing in and out of her sister's pussy. I purposely slowed, taking it almost all the way out before shoving it slowly back in again, so she could see it...begin to envision what it might feel like perhaps. "Mom, slide beneath her...lick her cunt while I'm fucking it," I said. I knew she'd get an even better look seeing me doing that, not to mention making her own cunt available for Susan to lick and tickle, thus escalating her horniness. Once again, without so much as saying a word, so lost in the decadence of all this perhaps, she hurriedly slid under her sister. Within moments I could feel and hear mom's mouth on us both as she tongued her clit, and at times lick-lapped my own dick as I continued the slow agonizing pistoning in and out of her sister's sweet snatch. As expected, without any direction, Susan leaned forward slightly, her own tongue coming out to lap away at mom's glistening sweet cunt. She moaned deeply, audibly the moment Susan began doing that, and as I purposely withdrew fully, feeding mom for the moment, letting her taste her sister's sweet essence that was now coating my shaft. "That's it mom...lick it, clean it off. Can you taste your sister's nasty juice coating my prick? Do you like that? Want some more?" I teased once again thrusting my prick deep inside my Aunt's cunt, hearing her gasp as I did that before repeating the process. Even Susan looked back over her shoulder towards me as I mouthed the words, "Don't let her cum." She winked at that, now realizing what I was attempting to do here. "Oh Max! It feels so good! John's hard fucking prick pounding, and filling my pussy! Oh my god! I've never felt ANYTHING as good as this feels in my entire life!" She exclaimed. Once more turning to look in my direction as I smiled at her added commentary, which by the looks and feel of it was having an impact. "Squirt that nasty cock juice inside my cunt," she then added. "So that your mother...can lick it out of me and make me cum while doing that," she requested. Mom groaned deeply upon hearing that, as I began to slam in and out of my Aunt's cunt now, striving towards release. Her suggestion already escalating my own impending orgasm. "Oh yeah...yeah! Here it comes mom! You ready for it? You ready to start licking your son's nasty naughty fuck juice from your sister's pussy?" I began to squirt, pumping out streamer after streamer of my white hot sticky semen into my Aunt's juicy-slick quim, mom already lapping away at her split as the overflow of cream began to pour out as I emptied my balls into her. Susan too was in the throes of climax, her cry of ecstasy suddenly filling the room as I slowed, though still thrusting, still fucking my Aunts now very sloppy, very messy passage. I finally pulled out, collapsing back, and enjoyed the view as a nice thick dollop of cream ran down my Aunt's lips to drip erotically, and obscenely into my mother's waiting mouth. "Ok, time for a break," I suggested then...wanting to prolong my mother's arousal, denying it. "How about I fix us all a drink, and then we can pick things up from there," I added to that. I slipped out of bed, heading downstairs as the two of them headed off to the bathroom to freshen up a bit before joining me downstairs. I was pleased when they soon after emerged joining me in the family room still naked. "So...you have cameras in here too?" Mom asked still looking around. "Yup!" I grinned. "In here as well...so we can in fact continue to enjoy the show while in this room a bit later if you want to." Once again the thought of secretly being recorded seemed to scratch that kinky itch of mom's as she sat down on the couch, sipping the drink I had fixed for her, all the while toying with one of her fat thick nipples. I decided to take a chance at that point...asking her. "So mom...what was it you were fantasizing about earlier while you were in the bathroom masturbating anyway?" I purposely reached down, now stroking my own cock, letting it harden again as I sipped my own drink. Watching her...watching it fatten and lengthen again. "Come on...tell us, what were you thinking about anyway?" Mom actually blushed a little, but spoke. "Pretty much about what we just did," she confessed. "Only..." "It was just the opposite," Susan mused. "You were thinking about John's cock inside you while I was the one licking you from below right?" Mom nodded her head yes, blushing a bit more. "Yes, admittedly...I was." "Well...you know what one of my fantasies is?" I tossed out. "Having one of you sitting on my face, the other on my cock...and then the two of you, fondling and sucking one another's tits while doing that." As hoped...Aunt Susan jumped on that one almost immediately. "Oh I'd love to feel your tongue in my cunt right about now," she groaned. "Especially while playing with my sister's tits," she added to that hopefully. Mom was looking around the room again. "You'd never show any of what you've recorded to anyone else right?" She questioned. "Never tell anyone about any of this right?" She asked now looking directly towards me. "Just pretend we're in Vegas," I assured her. "Whatever happens here...stays here. Promise." "I'll probably live to regret this," she suddenly exclaimed, tossing several couch pillows onto the floor. "Lay down John. You're about to fuck your mother." ** The moment I'd been hoping for had finally arrived. Even Susan seemed slightly surprised, though in a way expecting this to eventually happen. Just not quite so soon perhaps. She sat on the couch, watching...allowing this moment to continue just between mom and I before eventually joining in. It was still erotic, glancing over at her, a smile on my face, mom standing above me now preparing to squat down over my stiff shaft. Aunt Susan now bending her knees, spreading herself obscenely as she began slow-petting her pussy...looking on, watching her sister about to impale her son's cock. "Here it is mom...all nice and hard for you. See how it's throbbing? See how purple and swollen it is just thinking about sliding up inside that hot wet juicy cunt of yours?" She was staring at my prick like it was a dancing Cobra, her eyes taking on a faraway look, almost glazed over as she wet her lips, and then slowly began sinking down over me. The first touch of her sweet flesh as it began to kiss the tip of my cock was heavenly. And though she was very wet, it took a moment for her pussy to adjust, stretching itself to more fully accommodate me. I certainly knew I was on the higher end of the average scale in size, though the girth of my cock might have been a bit more than that. It took her well used pussy a moment more to finally relax enough so that she could actually fit it inside. Only then easing herself down and over me, slowly...inch by inch until with an audible gasp, she felt me fully impaled inside her tight hot snatch. "Oh fuck John! John!" she cried out, gyrating slowly against me without moving up or down as yet. More like she was still trying to stretch herself out a bit more before actually fucking me. "How's it feel mom?" I now asked, reaching up to capture each of her breasts in my hands, her thick fat, elongated nipples bigger and harder I think than I had ever seen them. I mashed her breasts together...forcing her nipples to kiss one another, rubbing them together like that as I pushed back into the plush carpeting beneath me, gaining an inch or two before shoving myself up inside her again, forcing the fuck. She ground back, and then lifted as I simultaneously retreated, holding only the tip of my prick inside her before she came crashing down on me. Me...thrusting up so that we met somewhere in the middle in a furious pummeling fuck that thrilled each of us simultaneously. "Again!" She wailed. "Fuck me John! Fuck me! Fuck me hard! Oh my god! It's been, soooooo long!" She cried out over and over again. Mom was now bouncing up and down so hard on my prick, I was half worried she'd break it off. But I was fascinated at the way her large breasts wildly bounced around now having let them go. Enjoying the gyrations of each, her head similarly bouncing about, eyes almost rolling back inside her head as she continued to spear herself on my cock. Next to us...Aunt Susan was going crazy as well. Actually slapping her pussy, spanking it. The sounds loud enough to be heard clearly and distinctly as she punished herself, calling out...joining us in her own way as she did that. "Oh yeah honey! Fuck that prick! Fuck your boys prick baby, make it squirt in you! Make him cum in you! Fuck it baby...fuck it!" "Yes John, yes," mom began, adding to her sisters decadent diatribe. "Fill your mommy's pussy with your nasty filthy spunk. Pour it into me baby...give mommy all your hot nasty cream!" It was very erotic, in a very strange way...hearing her say that. I was after all a very mature man at my age, even though I was her son. And yet...hearing her referring to herself as "mommy" told me that she was allowing herself whatever taboo thoughts or pleasures she had harbored for however long...to finally be expressed, to come out and consume her. "Yes mommy," I said simply, words I hadn't spoken in years. "Fuck your son's cock, make it cum...make it spurt it's nasty, naughty, filthy fuck juice inside your dirty nasty cunt!" Her scream when it came, as she did...was far louder than even my Aunt Susan's had been. She went wild on me too, thrashing and humping me about as fiercely as anyone ever had. In addition to that however, her climax...when she erupted, was beyond words, beyond belief, taking her totally and completely by surprise as her cunt literally liquefied. I felt the surge, and then the sweetness of her own nectar suddenly drenching me. So much so that it actually sprayed around my cock, seeking a way out as the pressure built, as her liquid pleasure continued to expel itself, meeting my own voluminous eruption. Her cry of joy unintelligible as she held a single note that seemed to go on forever. And then she collapsed. ** It was a long time before any of us even moved. Somewhere along the way, and no doubt simultaneously with us, Aunt Susan and cum as well. Her legs still spread, lips puffy looking and swollen, fiery red from the hand-spanking she had given herself. "Whew," she said...the first one to actually speak. "I do hope you got all that," she sighed contentedly. "Count on it I assured her...assuring them both as mom only then lifted her head up slightly, looking at me before bending forward, kissing me hotly on the mouth. "You may very well be my son. And I may have told myself that what just happened between us, would never have happened in a million years...actually did. But I'm damn glad it did John. And I will never again deny you either. That was simply...too fucking good!" We all laughed at that, and then I reminded them both that we still had some unfinished business here yet. "Come sit on my face Aunt Susan," I told her. I still haven't satisfied that other fantasy of mine yet!" Mom looked at me in surprise. Realizing I was still quite firm inside her still, even though we'd almost exhausted ourselves both only a short time ago. "Trust me mom. As soon as you and Aunt Susan start playing tickle-titty with one another, I'll be nice and fucking hard again." "I think...under the circumstances from here on out John, you should just call me Sue, or Susan if you prefer." "Ok," I responded as she walked over in preparation of sitting on my face. "But there is something to be said in calling you Aunt Sue, or Aunt Susan, that has a really naughty feel to it whenever we're doing anything like this." She grinned at that. "In that case, call me your Aunt Fucking Susan then," she laughed. "I kind of like the sound of that." ** It was very late by the time we headed downstairs to their room. This time to sleep, the three of us in one bed, since mom's was a very large King-sized bed. "By the way...new house rule," I said as we snuggled in together, me in the middle, each of them turned towards me...the feel of their soft plush breasts caressing. "Oh? And what's that might I ask?" Mom questioned. "From now on, after seven o'clock, there's a no clothing rule in effect around here." "Oh there is, is there?" She giggled. "Would that be seven AM, or PM?" Aunt Fucking Susan asked. I smiled, cupping a tit from each and fell wonderfully and deeply asleep. To be...continued? **