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Adam's Apple Ch. 01

By: LesLumens



Author's Notes:

This story is © Copyright LesLumens. Should this story be found anywhere except Literotica.com with this note attached, it is posted without my permission.

Pardon the puns in the titles of this series, I just can't help myself.

This tale is a follow-up to my stories "Adam's Aunt," and "Adam's Family." I recommend reading them first, but you can certainly just start right here, as this tale is meant to stand alone. As with those tales, this one is built more on lust than love, which is the norm in my other taboo tales.

Sometimes, I just feel like writing down and dirty smut.

This is a five part story, and all five were submitted on the same day, so they should come out one a day.

****

Christine's scream of release mingled with a similar cry coming from the television speakers. Her head fell forward, shrouding her face in a dark curtain of hair that billowed outward from the explosive breaths following her climax.

As her ecstasy ebbed, Christine fell back and pulled her rabbit vibe from inside her, her eyes still closed, her heart pounding, and her pussy tingling. She fumbled with the sliders for a second, trying to turn the toy off, but gave up and dropped it to the floor instead. She opened her eyes just in time to see Adam pulling his cock free from her on the television screen, trailing thick ropes of cum.

Christine moaned as she watched the video, hearing her own gasps emerging from the speakers. On the screen, cum coated her pussy, welling up from inside her in great rivers. Streams also ran down her inner thighs and decorated the bed below. The sexy aftermath of Adam and four of his college friends taking her one after the other took Christine right back to the countless orgasms she'd experienced while it was happening.

Still unable to move enough to even reach for the remote, she continued to watch with fond memories as she sucked the five men off while they stood around her in a circle. One after another, the young men spurted semen over her, leaving her glazed in sticky cum.

Finally recovered from her orgasm, Christine picked up the remote and shut off the video as the next scene faded in. She'd certainly enjoyed the two-day-long birthday present from her nephew, despite her misgivings over turning thirty. She'd paid for all of the boys to be tested beforehand, though Adam hadn't told her what the money was for until she actually arrived.

She considered it money very well spent.

Though she didn't expect anything so overwhelming this year, she was excited to pick up her nephew in a few hours. She hadn't seen him — let alone done anything else with him — in almost six months because he was concentrating on his studies. Becky and Dan were likewise wrapped up in their new careers, and Angie was well on her way toward settling down with her boyfriend of two years.

In the three years since she'd first seduced her nephew Adam, she'd tried every kinky thing she could think of. Though the real world was intruding to take her nieces and nephews away more frequently, she still cherished the returned spark in her sex life that the younger men and women had rekindled.

With her nieces and nephews busy, Christine had gone through a lot of batteries for her toys. She had found a man who sparked her interest and arousal, but he traveled frequently for business, spending more time away than he did at home. He was showing signs of desire to take the relationship to a new level beyond sex, which both intrigued and frightened Christine at the same time.

Turning off her toy, but leaving her clothes where they lay, Christine strolled to the already waiting tub for a bath. As expected, she couldn't make it through the bath without her arousal spiking again due to her anticipation over Adam's birthday visit.

Fortunately, she had a waterproof vibe lying next to the tub for just such occasions.

****

The phone rang, startling Christine out of a half-doze. Expecting a late night, she'd decided to take a brief nap before Adam's flight arrived. Still not quite awake, she managed to find the phone and answer, "Hello?"

The sound of sobbing quickly roused her to full wakefulness. Christine rubbed her eyes, and then blinked them rapidly to focus on the caller-id. When she saw her niece's name Avalynne on the display, the sobs took on greater significance. "Lynne, what's wrong?" Christine asked, using the shortened version of her niece's name that Avalynne preferred.

"I..." More sobs stifled whatever she'd started to say. "Why? This is so..." Once again, the young woman couldn't continue.

Her voice quiet and soothing, Christine did her best to calm her distraught niece. "Okay, you've got to calm down a little. Let me know what's wrong, so I can help."

Avalynne made several more false starts, but steadily gained control over her emotions. Instead of answering her aunt's question, she asked one of her own. "Can I come stay with you for a couple of days?"

Her brow furrowing in confusion, Christine replied, "You know you're welcome, but what's wrong, sweetie?"

"Mom and Dad are getting divorced, and I can't stand to be around them any more. All they do is scream at each other. I'm at a gas station, but I only have twenty dollars left, and I'm not going back."

"Do your parents know where you are?"

"No, and I don't want them to."

"Lynne, they're probably worried sick about you."

"They're probably too busy fighting to care."

"You're going to have to let me know where you are."

"You won't tell them?"

Christine slipped out of the bed, looking for her cell to find her brother's number. "Lynne..."

Anger crept into the young woman's voice. "Promise, or I'm not telling. I'll figure something else out."

"Okay, I promise. Now where are you?"

"I mean it. I'll hate you forever if you tell them."

"I'm not going to tell them. Now tell me where you are so I can wire you some money."

Christine grabbed a pen and wrote down all the information she needed, telling her niece that she'd call back as soon as she wired the money. While clicking through the website to do exactly that, she brought up her brother's number on her cell.

The phone barely rang before her brother answered with obvious anxiety in his voice. "Hello?"

"Ron, it's Christine. I just talked to Lynne."

"Thank god! Where is she?"

"She made me promise not to tell. She's okay, and she's going somewhere safe. I'm about to wire her some money."

"Just tell me where she is, Christine."

Christine sighed. "Ron, I don't think that's a good idea right now. She told me about the divorce. She's really upset, and I think she needs some time alone to work it out. I promise that I'll keep her safe and keep in touch until she calms down a little, and I'll make her call you, too."

"This is the last thing I need right now," her brother growled.

"Just calm down a little, and I'll have her call you. She's not a little girl anymore, Ron. She's eighteen. Trust me, you're not going to accomplish anything by dragging her home right now. You'll just have two angry women in the house, then."

"Okay, but if she hasn't called in ten minutes, I'm calling you back."

"Just sit by the phone. She'll call. Bye."

****

Somehow, Christine managed to convince her niece to call, her brother to let the young woman have the time she needed, and still reach the airport in time to pick up Adam.

A tone from her cell prompted Christine to flip it open, and she smiled when she saw the text message. Lynne had been driving all night, and Christine had talked her niece into stopping at a hotel. She'd specified the hotel saying that she could reserve the room easier that way, but had actually chosen it because a friend was a manager there. His text message revealed that Lynne had safely checked in.

After passing along that message to her brother, Christine finished her drink and stood. Adam's flight should be landing, and she was more than ready to see him. After a quick kiss of greeting, the couple hurried out of the airport to Christine's car.

"You okay?" Adam asked after a few minutes on the road.

Christine snapped back into the present, having drifted off into wondering how she was going to deal with Lynne's arrival. For the moment, she didn't want to spoil Adam's visit, or delay climbing into bed with him. "Sorry, I was just thinking about something." She then let her desire for him swell within her to smolder in her eyes and added, "You could give me something else to think about."

Adam smiled and reached over to slip his hand beneath her skirt. "Something like this?"

Christine moaned from his touch and answered, "Perfect."

By the time she reached her house, Adam's fingers had driven Christine to a fever pitch. She pulled into the garage, hit the button to close the door, and immediately drew her nephew into a hungry kiss. As soon as she pulled away, Christine opened her car door and stepped out. Instead of proceeding toward the door to the house, she instead dropped her damp panties and bent over the hood of the car. "Do me right here — right now."

Adam needed no further encouragement. He had his pants unzipped by the time he reached the front of the car, and down the instant he moved in behind her. He pushed her skirt up with one hand, and guided his cock inside her with the other.

Christine groaned as her nephew's cock slid into her, filling her full. "I missed you."

Adam stroked his cock into her warm, inviting depths again as he echoed, "I missed you, too." His deft fingers then bunched up her blouse and unsnapped her bra in one fluid motion, allowing him to squeeze her breasts as his hips continued pumping.

"Fuck me, Adam. I need it. Fuck me," Christine encouraged as her body rocked forward from his thrusts.

Adam released her breasts, and Christine bent lower to allow him deeper penetration. Her nipples brushing against the hood of the car, she gasped from the sensation of his cock reaching her deepest recesses.

"You feel so good, Aunt Christine."

"So do you."

Conversation ceased as both Christine and her nephew fell deeper into the ecstasy of coupling after so long apart. Christine swore she could feel every vein — every contour of his hard cock inside her. If anything, he felt even bigger than she remembered, the hot friction of his thick cock driving her toward an explosion.

Adam squeezed his aunt's buttocks, watching his pussy-slick cock vanish into her wet heat with increasing speed. "Come for me, Aunt Christine," he haltingly grunted, obviously nearing his own peak as well.

"Oh yes," Christine half gasped, half squealed as an especially strong jolt of pleasure shot through her body. She shifted her balance to one hand, allowing her to rub her clit with the other.

The power of Dan's thrusts increased — the sound of his grunts, her moans, and the slap of colliding bodies growing louder by the moment in the echoing confines of the garage. "So close," Christine cried out in a tight voice, her fingers flashing over her clit.

Adam couldn't hold out any longer. With a sharp groan, he buried his cock inside her, flooding her pussy with cum.

Between the pulsing of his member inside her and her fingers, Christine reached her peak only a few seconds later. She cried out, her muscles all contracting as her orgasm took hold of her, trapping Adam inside her. He groaned from the tight squeeze, involuntarily twitching enough to drive Christine even deeper into bliss.

Finally, Christine's strength failed her. She slid forward, trapping one hand beneath her and pressing her breasts hard against the hood of the car. Adam's cock slipped free and he leaned over her body with a loud gasp. Christine moaned in protest of the void inside her, but quickly followed with a far more satisfied moan when another wave of orgasm rolled through her.

The still too-warm car soon encouraged Christine to move as the heat of her orgasm drained away, leaving her conscious of the hot car beneath her body. She levered up on her arms, bumping into Adam. He stood up straight, allowing his aunt to stand as well.

As soon as she stood up, Christine kicked off her panties and stooped to pick them up. She used the handy cloth to clean up the stream of mingled juices decorating her car before it dried, not wanting to explain that the next time she had it detailed. "Inside," she said without preamble, wadding up her panties in her hand and walking toward the door.

Adam pulled up his pants and followed on slightly wobbling knees, watching the enticing dance of his aunt's bare bottom beneath her skirt. He knew she'd tease him hard again in no time.

Christine stepped into the house and retrieved a box of moist bathroom wipes from a drawer. She kept them in every nook and cranny of the house, never knowing where a quick clean-up would prove necessary. "Here. I'm going to go tinkle before I start dripping cum all over the floor. Too bad your sister or your cousin isn't here to clean it all up, hmm?"

Adam took the wipes and answered, "I love watching them go down on you."

"Maybe I can find another girl to fill in for them," Christine said suggestively, dropping her skirt to the floor and walking to the bathroom bare-assed in her high heels. A glance over her shoulder told her that the sight had the desired effect on her nephew. "Have a seat on the couch."

When she returned a couple of minutes later, Christine had abandoned her blouse and bra as well. Adam watched her approach with a wide smile, the sight of her breasts jiggling with every click of her heels just as hypnotizing as her bottom during her retreat.

"Do you know how sexy you look?"

Christine twitched her eyebrows and sat down, facing him. "Of course. I was doing it on purpose." She then picked up the remote and turned on the television.

"Whoa — nice," Adam exclaimed as the video started. His aunt sat in the midst of four blondes who looked as though they were around his age. All five women were nude, and wasted not time in taking advantage of that after a quick wave to the camera.

A combination of a chuckle and a moan bubbled up from Christine as Adam watched the tangle of beautiful females on the screen and reached over to caress her inner thigh at the same time. She knew the video would have the desired effect on him in no time. 

After a few minutes, Adam's hand moved deeper into the V of her legs to stroke her folds. Christine smiled and leaned over to retrieve something from inside the end table next to the couch, which also parted her legs to give him better access. She lay the plate down on the table in front of the couch and offered her nephew a mischievous grin. He couldn't help but laugh at the sight of the three chocolate pussies in front of him.

Christine said, "Thought you might like a sweet treat while you watch." She pointed to each of the naughty chocolates in turn. "This one is your sister. This one is Becky. And this one is me. Now who do you want to eat first?"

"I can't decide. They all look delicious," Adam answered slyly. He then leaned in closer to the plate, noticing subtle differences between the three chocolates. He turned toward his aunt with a look of surprise and asked, "They really are, aren't they?"

Christine nodded and let out a little laugh. "We all made molds so that we could eat each other whenever we wanted." She then reached between the couch cushion and the arm to pull out a dildo. "Dan made us all presents, too. Now we can have him inside us any time. I'll help you make us each one later."

"Then you can share me with your girlfriends, there," Adam suggested, nodding toward the screen.

"Uh huh," Christine agreed. "Of course, you're not going to get much out of it. They're all lesbians."

"Damn," Adam sighed.

With Adam's fingers still playing between her legs, Christine moved in to nuzzle his neck and plant feather-light kisses on the sensitive skin there. She then whispered, "Not every girl I've met is a lesbian, though."

"That sounds promising."

"Mmm hmm," Christine agreed, reaching for the chocolate replica of her folds and handing it to him. "Watch. You might learn something. They're all very good."

Adam accepted the chocolate and the advice. Between the sexy video, his aunt caressing him, and the sight of her sensually licking his sister's chocolate pussy, Adam's manhood slowly rose to attention once more.

Though she'd intended to lead him to the bedroom once he was hard again, Christine couldn't resist the sight of him and his knowing fingers pushing all her buttons in just the right way. When she stood and turned her bottom toward him, he knew exactly what she wanted. He scooted forward on the cushion and pushed his erection up straight with his thumb.

Both aunt and nephew groaned as his cock sank into her wet heat.

Adam's arms wrapped around her and his hands grasped her breasts once fully engulfed in her tight canal. "Yeah, that feels good," he said to her as she bounced on his cock.

"Uh huh," she agreed, and then burst into a high-pitched moan as he dropped one of his hands down to rub her clit while the other continued to fondle her breasts. "You like me riding your cock, don't you?"

"Hell yeah. Ride my cock and come for me, Aunt Christine."

With a long moan, Christine bounced harder over her nephew's lap. After a few strokes, she paused to swivel her hips, stirring his cock inside her. She then sat up and let him slip free, but only long enough to turn around.

Adam's cock hit her deep and gave her just the right amount of clitoral stimulation as she rode him face-to-face. "I love your cock," she said in a tight voice as her pleasure mounted.

"Do it. Come for me, Aunt Christine."

As always, Adam saying her name drove Christine to even greater heights. Her bottom slapped against his legs with even greater intensity, her breasts swinging to brush against his chest. He showed no signs of coming soon, but Christine knew she would pop at any moment.

"Ohh — I'm going to come so hard," Christine exclaimed, her voice rising in pitch with every word. "Oh yes — oh yes — oh yes! Oh god yes!" Her climax roiled within her loins, a tight ball of electric energy sending tingling bolts all through her sex. Her eyes pinched closed as she perched on the edge.

Christine squealed and her eyes popped wide open as she came. Every inch of her skin came alive with orgasmic electricity while her walls clamped down on her nephew's cock. Adam bucked his hips up at her, each bump causing her head to lurch forward or back as it drove her even higher into ecstasy.

The first great, crashing wave broke, and Christine fell heavily against her nephew's muscular chest. She panted for a few breaths, and then screamed as a short spasm rocked her pussy. Yet another tight contraction of her walls — and every other muscle in her body — then took control of her.

Adam placed his hands on Christine's flushed cheeks, lifting her chin with the V of his hands. "I love how hard you come," he sensually growled.

Christine let out a gasp as he leaned down, tilting her head to share a kiss with him while she continued to tremble from the feeling of his thick cock buried inside her. Once she broke from the kiss, Christine grinned up at her nephew and asked, "Carry me to the bedroom?"

It took Adam a couple of lurches to put his feet under him, causing him to slip free of his aunt's warm depths. Once his feet found the floor, Adam cupped her bottom in his hands and stood.

Christine wrapped her arms and legs around him, loving the feeling of his muscles bunching from the effort of lifting and carrying her. The hair on his tummy tickled her still-tingling nether lips, sending a shiver up and down her spine. The tip of his erection also brushed against the cleft of her buttocks with every step.


Adam's Apple Ch. 01



"I missed your tongue, too," she hinted once her nephew reached the bed, hoping he wouldn't balk.

Adam lifted first one knee, and then the other to kneel on the bed. He lowered her bottom to the bed, and she wriggled back off his hands. Adam immediately ran his fingers up both her hips, over her tummy, and then guided her to lie back by gently pushing on her breasts, which were cupped in his hands.

Christine leaned back, turning so that her head faced the headboard at the same time. Adam pushed her knees apart as her back settled to the mattress, and then dropped his head between them.

"Mmm," Christine moaned as his tongue washed over her folds with hungry desire. It didn't matter to her that she'd cleaned up while using the restroom earlier. To her, he was going down on her after having his cock buried inside her and filling her full of cum. "So wonderful."

Adam gave her a long, broad-tongued swipe of her nether lips, and then said, "I missed licking your pussy, too, Aunt Christine."

"What, with all those college co-eds running around with their tight little bodies — you missed licking me?"

Adam pushed his tongue deep into his aunt's moist canal and withdrew it. He looked up into her eyes and said, "No woman has a pussy as sweet as yours, Aunt Christine."

"Mmm — such a good boy, with such a silver tongue," Christine responded, and then shivered as her nephew turned his attention to her clit.

Adam devoured her, his tongue a living thing as it roamed over her folds, driving her into ecstasy. The very women from the video she'd used to entice him to hardness had taught her something that she wanted to share with Adam, and teetering on the edge of orgasm meant it was time.

Christine grabbed her legs behind the knees and pulled them up high, toward her chest. "Fuck me, Adam," she demanded in a husky voice.

Adam released her clit with a final suck and rose up from her mound, his chin covered in her juices. He pulled his knees under him in almost the same motion, and then edged forward on the bed. The swollen tip of his cock unerringly parted her moist lips a second later with a moist crackle, filling her full.

Christine let her legs drop just a little as he pulled his hips back and thrust again, gaining the perfect angle she'd discovered while playing with the four blonde lesbians. Adam's cock brushed her g-spot with every measured thrust, setting off the deep tickle she'd come to love so much.

"Just like that," she groaned, letting one hand slip to her bud.

Adam put his hand behind her knee, keeping her leg held high while she rubbed her clit in circles. The itch deep in her core grew stronger as her nephew's cock and her fingers worked their magic. She felt the now familiar chills in her urethra, growing in frequency by the second. Her every inhale a gasp and exhale a blast, Christine reached the point of no return.

As her orgasm claimed her, Christine focused what little of her mind she could, contracting her intimate muscles to push. At the same time, she jerked her hips slightly to the side, causing Adam to slip free. Trembling fingers parted her nether lips, allowing her stream of girl-cum to spurt into the open air as she emitted a sharp scream of release.

Droplets of her juices decorating his chest, face, and hair, Adam growled, "Fuck yeah," and guided his cock back inside her. He took her hard and fast, grunting from the exertion, and jerked free when she cried out again. Once more, a crystalline stream of juices squirted over him. As soon as the arch of the stream tapered off, Adam jammed his cock back into her dripping pussy.

"Come — for — m-m-me!" Christine squealed, another spurt of her juices spraying out around his fast-thrusting cock.

"Yeah," Adam burst out, burying his cock inside her. "Coming!" He grunted a few strokes later, his manhood swelling and filling his aunt's pussy with cum.

Christine's legs fell to the bed as she thrashed from the ecstasy maintaining a hold on her. Adam likewise lost control of his body, falling heavily onto his hands over his aunt. He slipped free of her, but it did little to reduce the power of either of their climaxes.

Finally, Adam fell over to the side with a groan. Christine rolled up against him to bask in the afterglow, and only snapped out of her beautiful lethargy when she saw his eyes trying to close.

Knowing she had to tell him, Christine traced his lips with his fingers to cause him to look at her. She offered a sad smile and said, "I need to tell you something."

"What?"

"Lynne is coming tomorrow to stay for a while."

"Apple?" Adam asked, using his nickname for his cousin. Her name was a homage to a great grandfather named Avalon, which meant island of apples, and Adam thought his nickname clever. A little gleam in his eye told Christine that he had the wrong impression of why Lynne was coming to visit.

Christine nodded. "Ron and his wife are getting a divorce, and she's in pretty bad shape."

"Oh," Adam responded, the gravity of the news sinking in.

"I'll get you a room, and I promise to spend as much time with you as I can, but..."

"It's okay, I understand. Nothing like bad timing."

"I know," Christine sighed. "We'll have time in the morning," she said to soften the blow.

"We'll have to make the most of it." Adam yawned, his energy rapidly draining away.

"Go to sleep. I'll be right here in the morning. Hold me?"

Adam wrapped his arms around her, and the couple soon drifted off to sleep.

****

Adam awakened to his aunt kneeling over him, rubbing her moist folds over his morning erection. "Good morning," he said with a smile, followed by a yawn.

"Mmm hmm. Do you want me?"

"You know I do," Adam responded, grabbing his aunt's wrists and pulling her down to him.

Christine moaned into the kiss, wiggling her hips to maintain the sweet sensation of his hard cock tantalizing her folds. As soon as their lips parted, Adam put his to use again by pulling one of his aunt's nipples into his mouth.

"So good," Christine moaned while reaching between her body and her nephew's. When her fingers found his cock, she held the throbbing organ between her forefinger and thumb to guide it inside her. As soon as his tip penetrated, Adam thrust his hips upward to bury his cock inside her.

Adam switched nipples, holding his aunt's firm globes in his hands as he suckled the stiff points. Christine slowly rocked forward and back, stroking his stiff cock inside her. Little moans and whimpers bubbled from her, urging Adam to suck even harder. 

For long minutes, the slow dance continued. Christine's pleasure mounted slowly, a glowing ember deep inside her that filled her with a warm glow of bliss. She slipped into a near trance, her whole world revolving around her nephew's thick cock inside her and his lips wrapped around her nipples. She gasped with surprise when he pushed up on her shoulders with firm pressure and shifted his hips to slide free of her tight embrace.

"Yes?" She asked as he worked his way from beneath her, hoping her suspicion was true. Plenty of experience had taught her that if Adam had an urge to pee, he could last forever without coming.

"Yeah," Adam answered as his aunt lifted her right knee to let him out from beneath her.

"Oh god, yes," Christine breathed, and then dropped to her hands and knees, knowing she was in for a treat.

Adam spread his knees wide as he moved in behind her beautiful bottom, knowing exactly what she wanted. He knew that every muscle in his legs and back would ache by the time the morning was over, but he considered it worth every twinge of pain. She looked back over her shoulder at him in anticipation, licking her lips.

Her high-pitched sigh as he penetrated her brought a smile to Adam's lips. He pumped his hips slowly from the low angle, thrusting up into her saturated sex. A long shiver shook Christine's body, and she knew it was the first of many to come.

Adam drew his knees closer together, his next thrust to the left. After a couple of strokes at that angle, he switched to the right. Desensitized by his need to urinate, he felt no urge to go faster. His cock slid slowly in and out of his aunt's pussy, letting her feel every inch of him, and letting him feel every inch of her.

The ember of pleasure in Christine's loins had now grown to a cheery blaze, yet her skin prickled with gooseflesh from the chilly sensations creeping through her in time with his thrusts. Her nephew regularly shifted his stance, taking her from different angles, hitting new pleasure buttons inside her with every change. His hand slipped around her leg to her clit, adding to the wonderful sensations as he slowly rolled the erect bud with his fingers.

"You feel so good," Adam groaned, pushing inside her to the hilt and swiveling his hips.

"So do you," Christine responded, and then let her head hang with a gasp as the first shock of an approaching climax shot through her.

Adam let his knees slip apart again, and Christine's body responded with a sharp chill on his next thrust. "Right there. Just like that," she pleaded.

"Come for me, Aunt Christine," Adam said in a low, sensual voice, maintaining the angle, even though it was far from comfortable for him.

"Oh, that's it. So perfect. Don't stop," Christine moaned, her intimate muscles now rhythmically contracting of their own accord. "Mmm — I'm going to come, Adam."

"Yes — do it, Aunt Christine."

The wave swept over her slowly, her every pore alive with ecstasy as she came. Her whimpering moans were as soft as her nephew's lovemaking. The sweet, gentle climax swelled every time he filled her with his cock, lasting for what felt like forever to her. The sound of Adam offering quiet words of encouragement only increased her bliss.

Adam pushed deep inside her, staying buried inside her as her walls squeezed around him, letting her drift down from her heights. As her moans quieted and she stopped shivering, he rocked his hips back and thrust into her again, far more quickly this time.

Christine gasped as the lingering effects of her orgasm coalesced into an electric jolt with that trust. Though he gave her far more power and speed now, Adam still maintained a steady, measured pace. Christine felt a curious dichotomy deep inside her from her first shuddering climax waning even as a sharper, stronger one built alongside it.

She thrust her hips back at him as her pleasure mounted, but Adam's strong hands kept her at bay. From the increasing volume of his groans, she knew that he was feeling the first tingles of an approaching climax.

She was well ahead of him, though.

Despite the increased speed of his thrusts, Adam continued to vary the angle at which he penetrated his aunt. "Oh! Oh!" Christine cried out with each deep penetration, until ecstasy blossomed within her once again.

Adam held her in place, continuing to drive his cock home as she emitted a warbling scream. "Good?" He grunted, punctuating the question with an especially powerful thrust.

"God yes!" Christine responded in a squeal as her climax spiked to near mind numbing levels.

Panting for breath and still twitching from waves of ecstasy a few minutes later, Christine realized Adam had slowed. She bent her arms to lower her upper body to the bed, freeing up a hand to reach between her legs. She yelped involuntarily from the first touch of her fingers to her clit, but managed to ignore the shock to rub the swollen bud in fast circles. "Do it. Fuck me, Adam. Fill me full."

Christine barely noticed the animalistic sounds she made as Adam took her command to heart. His big cock drove into her, buried to the hilt with each slam of his hips. Though edging toward an eruption, the unique stamina from his need to urinate allowed him to keep pounding his cock home.

Christine came again, and just kept coming. Her fingers fisted into the bedclothes. Her toes curled. Her back arched. Her primal screams of release croaked from overworking her voice. Her body rocked forward from a thrust that echoed like a thunderclap when Adam's body collided with her, shoving her face down into the mattress. Though aware of little else beyond her orgasm, she could certainly feel her nephew's manhood pulsing and twitching inside her as he coated her walls with hot cum.

Trapped in a cycle of her walls squeezing him, causing him to twitch inside her, which caused her to squeeze again, the couple lurched and trembled through the seemingly unending ecstasy of their climaxes.

****

The unfamiliar bed in the hotel had combined with a nightmare to encourage Avalynne to check out of the hotel early. She'd arrived to find the door locked, and no signs of life that she could detect from the front of the house.

Finding that her aunt left the gate to the fenced-in back yard unlocked, she'd decided to go there. Even if she didn't discover her aunt awake, she would at least have a comfortable place to wait on the lounge chairs around the pool. The tapping sound she heard upon reaching the pool drew her attention.

Now, she stood wide-eyed, transfixed by the source of that tapping sound. She'd looked in the window just as her cousin launched into the final, furious assault of Christine. Unable to look away, Lynne had watched the couple reach an obviously amazing climax.

Her eyebrows rose even higher when Adam pulled free, revealing the size of his cum-covered member to her amazed eyes. She snapped back into reality a moment later, and hurriedly backed away from the window before her aunt or cousin saw her.

Her steps brisk, Avalynne exited the back yard and returned to her car. Her mind whirled, the thoughts so disjoined that she couldn't make sense of them. As she started the car and backed out of the drive in hopes of clearing her head, she couldn't ignore one thing that did snap into clear focus amongst the chaos — her painfully stiff nipples and the aching need of her now wet pussy.

****

Hope you've enjoyed this first chapter, and that you'll follow along for the rest of the story. Votes and comments are most appreciated, whether by public comment or private, anonymous feedback. Do feel free to point out any mistakes, as I didn't pass this tale through an editor before posting. I do my best to promptly respond to all feedback. If you take the time to drop me a line, I'm going to let you know I appreciate it!



Adam's Apple Ch. 02



Author's Notes:

This story is © Copyright LesLumens. Should this story be found anywhere except Literotica.com with this note attached, it is posted without my permission.

Pardon the puns in the titles of this series, I just can't help myself.

This tale is a follow-up to my stories "Adam's Aunt," and "Adam's Family." I recommend reading them first, but you can certainly just start right here, as this tale is meant to stand alone. As with those tales, this one is built more on lust than love, which is the norm in my other taboo tales.

Sometimes, I just feel like writing down and dirty smut.

This is a five part story, and all five were submitted on the same day, so they should come out one a day.

****

Christine pulled out her cell as she returned home after Adam settled into his hotel. She already wanted to turn around and jump in bed with him, only five minutes after leaving him.

She knew it was going to be a frustrating few days, for certain.

When she didn't see any messages, she dialed her niece's number. Avalynne answered and Christine said, "Good morning. Did you sleep okay?"

"Not really," Lynne answered, her voice a little distant.

"Are you still at the hotel?"

"No, I'm in town."

"I had to run out and do something, but I'm on my way home. I should be there in just a minute, if you beat me to the house."

"Okay."

"Lynne, are you okay?"

"Yeah. I'm at the house."

"I'm just down the block. I can see the car now. See you in a minute. Bye."

"Bye."

Christine pulled into the drive and waved to her niece, a little stunned by how much the young woman had grown up since she'd last seen her. Despite the seriousness of the situation, Christine couldn't help but notice how sexy Lynne looked. Her dark, wavy hair billowed in the breeze, framing a face that had lost any hints of baby fat, while still retaining a bright glow of youth.

It took all of Christine's willpower not to stare at her niece's breasts, just slightly larger than her own, and so well displayed by a tight beige blouse. Her jean shorts showed off long expanses of perfect leg, hugging the sensual flare of Lynne's hips.

Christine pulled the car into the garage and clenched her intimate muscles as she unbuckled her seat belt to quell the tingling between her legs. She climbed out of the car and held her arms wide. "Come here, sweetie."

The hug made it even harder to ignore Lynne's attributes, even though the young woman felt a little stiff, as though she was uncomfortable.

"Come on inside. I'm so sorry you have to go through this."

Lynne sighed and followed, sinking down into the couch when her aunt gestured toward it.

"Can I get you a drink? Something to eat?" Christine asked as she sat down.

"I'm okay," Lynne answered, her cheeks flushing a little.

Christine wondered about the blush, but kept her face from registering that she'd noticed. "Do you want to talk about it?"

The color in Lynne's cheeks deepened. Though Christine had obviously meant her parents' divorce, the first thing Lynne thought of when her aunt said it was the startling sight she'd beheld earlier in the morning.

"It's okay," Christine said when her niece didn't answer. "Just relax. You can watch TV, or take a dip in the pool. Whatever you think will make you feel a little better. I'm going to get us something to drink."

"Thanks," Lynne answered with a half smile.

Christine walked toward the kitchen and Lynne felt a hot rush of shame flood through her. Her eyes had locked on her aunt's swaying bottom, bringing back the memory of seeing the older woman climaxing with Adam in full, vivid detail. Her cheeks burning, she turned on the television to flip through the channels, hoping to chase the memory away.

The sound of a clink caused Christine to pause in her journey toward the kitchen. She looked over her shoulder to see Lynne turning on the TV, and heard the sound again. Her brow furrowing, Christine walked down the hall toward the sound. It rang out again, and Christine knew it had come from the back yard.

As soon as she opened the sliding door, Christine knew what the sound was. She saw the partially open gate tapping against the fence and felt a moment of panic. A hasty survey of the back yard revealed no intruders. Since she'd had to unlock the sliding glass door, she doubted anyone had broken in. Nothing appeared to be missing, so Christine relaxed a little as she crossed the yard to close the gate.

Her first step back toward the house after securing the gate set her heart to pounding again, however. No longer looking for intruders or things missing, she noticed grass clippings in the vague shape of footprints leaving the lawn and crossing the deck. Someone had walked across the grass while it was wet with dew. Christine followed the footprints, and noticed something lying on the ground.

When she picked up the piece of paper and unfolded it, she knew who had left the tracks. The directions to her house were written in Lynne's hand, and standing where she'd found the note, Christine was looking directly into her bedroom window.

She could clearly see the bed, and knew anyone standing where she stood could have seen what was happening on that bed early this morning just as clearly. For the first time since beginning the incestuous affair with her nieces and nephews three years ago, Christine wondered if the secret was out.

She almost wished someone had broken in instead.

****

Christine gave her niece a sympathetic look as the brunette's face tightened. Lynn took a deep breath and interrupted her father. "Look, Dad, I'm not coming home right now, and I don't know if I ever will. I can't stand it any more. I'm fine. I'm safe. I love you, but I just can't handle this right now. I'm going to go. I'll call you later. Bye."

Seeing her niece tearing up, Christine offered her a tissue as the younger woman tossed her cellphone down on the couch. "What happened? The last I knew, everything was fine with your Mom and Dad."

"It's my fault," Lynne replied in a soft voice.

"That's ridiculous," Christine responded, 

Lynne shook her head emphatically. "No, it is. They started fighting when..." She trailed off, blushing furiously and hugging her arms around her.

Christine laid her hand on her niece's arm in a comforting gesture. "It sounds to me like you need to get this out. Whatever it is, I'm not going to judge you. Just tell me."

"I can't," Lynne whispered.

"Yes you can."

Lynne looked toward her aunt, but refused to look her in the eyes. The uncomfortable pause lasted for long seconds, and then Lynne haltingly spoke. "My boyfriend was over at the house. Mom and Dad were gone, and we... We were doing things. I didn't hear Dad come home, and he walked in the room."

"Oh dear," Christine interjected, and let out a sigh. "Unfortunately, I know exactly how you felt. It happened to me almost the same way."

"Really?"

Christine nodded. "I thought I was going to die. It was my first time, too. We hadn't even done anything yet, really. Mom walked in on us before we got that far, but we'd gone far enough."

Lynne continued, "We were using a condom, but Dad totally freaked out. He took a week off from work and wouldn't let me out of his sight. I couldn't use the phone, or the internet, or anything. That's when it started."

Christine pursed her lips and said, "I don't understand."

Lynne sighed. "Dad wanted to put me on the pill, but mom was totally against it. Dad gave in, but Mom wouldn't leave it alone. Then she started yelling at him about other things — all the time. Dad yelled back, and pretty soon that's all they did. Dad came home early the next Monday and asked me if I wanted to go on the pill. I wanted to anyway, so I said yes. Mom found them a few days later, and things just got worse."

Ron, what the hell were you thinking? Christine thought. "Lynne, that may be the straw that broke the camel's back, but there had to be more going on that you just didn't know about. Things just don't fall apart over something like that, especially when somebody gives in. This isn't your fault."

"I don't know."

"I do. Your Dad shouldn't have gone behind your Mom's back like that, but I know my brother. He wouldn't have done it unless she pushed him to the breaking point. There was more to it than just this argument. It's probably been festering for months — or even years."

"What sucks is I found out that jerk was screwing some blonde floozy while I was grounded."

Christine rolled her eyes. "Men! That's not your fault either. It's probably not even his. What passes for a guy's brains is between his legs most of the time."

Lynne chuckled and half-smiled, which encouraged Christine. "Who knows... Maybe you running away is exactly what they needed to make them work together. They might just realize that whatever they're fighting about is pretty trivial compared to the important things."

"I doubt it. They already have lawyers and everything. Dad's been staying in the spare room and eating take-out."

"Maybe that's for the best." Christine smiled and winked at her niece. "Feel better?"

Again, Lynne chuckled. "Yeah, I guess so."

"Good. How about we go to the spa for the afternoon, and then go shopping. My treat."

Lynne offered her first genuine smile of the day upon hearing that suggestion.

****

Night had settled before Christine pulled back into the garage. She and her niece both carried several bags of expensive new clothing, clutched in freshly manicured fingers. "I'm exhausted," Lynne breathed as she bumped the car door shut with her perfect, heart-shaped bottom.

Christine's eyes wanted to lock onto the sight, but she fought the desire. "Have fun, though?"

"God, yes. I've never been able to just buy whatever I wanted before. And the spa... Oh — my — god. I can't believe I let someone give me a bikini wax. I was so relaxed that she could have suggested anything and I would have just nodded." 

Christine strongly suspected that the woman who had given Lynne that bikini wax would have loved to suggest something. While the blonde tried to hide it, Christine could see a smolder in the woman's eyes whenever she looked at Lynne, and it only grew stronger after that bikini wax. What intrigued Christine more was how her niece responded to those signals. Some of the conversation between the two had bordered on scandalous, and Lynne had barely batted an eyelash. Even when she did, Christine thought it was her presence that had more to do with it than any uneasiness.

"How about a nice long soak in a scented bath to top it all off?" Christine suggested as she unlocked the door.

"Mmm — perfect," Lynne responded.

"Just drop the bags on the couch. I'll show you where everything is."

Lynne followed her aunt to the master bath and gasped when she saw the tub, a huge marble affair easily large enough for two to share comfortably. "Am I in heaven?"

Christine laughed. "Go ahead and get the water running. It takes a while. I'll grab the scented oils so you can pick. You can have bubbles if you want, too."

Lynne walked over to the tub while Christine opened the cabinet to retrieve her bath oils. She preferred the rose and kept it near the tub, but kept several other scents in a wicker basket within the cabinet. When she turned back around and saw a slightly embarrassed grin on her niece's face, she realized that the rose oil wasn't the only thing she'd left by the tub.

Christine actually blushed a little as she picked up her waterproof vibe with a shrug and a silvery laugh. She'd taken care to hide all her toys, videos, and other potentially embarrassing things before Lynne arrived, but she'd missed this one. "I'm not a nun, you know," she offered by way of explanation.

"Sorry, it just shocked me a little," Lynne laughed as she turned on the water.

Lynne picked the lavender oil, and Christine put out towels before leaving her niece to her bath. She wanted nothing more than to slip into the tub with her, however. Keeping her thoughts from drifting toward sex had grown more difficult throughout the day, her sexy niece having a great deal to do with it.

She also doubted her previous conviction that Lynne had seen her and Adam now as well. Lynne had relaxed as the day went on, and that simply didn't mesh with a young woman who had seen her aunt and cousin furiously fucking.

She shivered as she considered the other possibility, and almost as quickly tried to put it out of her head. Dwelling on the remote chance that Lynne had seen them and didn't find it nauseating would only make it more difficult to behave around the beautiful woman.

Chasing that fantasy away proved impossible, however. Lynne would be in the bath for some time, and Christine knew the easiest way to calm those lusty thoughts was to indulge them. With her vibe already in hand, she simply proceeded to her bedroom to do just that.

****

Avalynne relaxed in the tub, resting her head on the cushion situated on its edge. Her nipples stood erect where they broke the surface of the softly lapping water. Hovering on the edge of a doze, she breathed in the scent of lavender and let warmth of the water sink into her.

She let out an almost inaudible moan, her fingers stroking her baby-smooth nether lips. After a few moments, she gasped and opened her eyes, realizing that her thoughts had unconsciously drifted toward the sight of Adam energetically coupling with her aunt.

Her fingers still between her legs, Lynne let out a soft sigh, unable to deny that the stiffening of her nipples had nothing to do with the kiss of the colder air, and neither did the chills creeping through her. Mingled with the thoughts of Adam and her aunt, she could also vividly see the blonde woman from the spa between her legs, her sex shrouded from the woman's eyes by nothing more than translucent paper.

Though part of her screamed to recoil from sexual thoughts about women, she'd found those feelings harder to deny every day. Now, she had the added conundrum of finding that the thought of her aunt's nude body and her cousin's big cock excited her as well.

Her fingers sought her center, slipping between her folds. The ache was simply too strong to ignore. What's wrong with me? She thought, even as she plunged her middle finger into her wet heat. In her mind's eye, despite her efforts to resist it, it was her aunt's finger that plunged into her, not her own. Christine leaned closer, her lips parting and her tongue snaking out.

A second finger joined the first as Lynne surrendered to her desire. She caressed her breasts with her other hand for a moment, the water sloshing as the touch caused her back to arch. Her clit throbbed, demanding attention, and she let her hand slide down her body to answer that call.

Quiet pants passed Lynne's lips as her fingers stroked into her and rubbed her bud in slow circles. Her fantasy changed, Adam's cock now replacing her fingers, his muscles bunching as he thrust the thick organ deep inside her. The digits stroking into her moist canal matched the pace of her fantasy, building a white-hot bubble of pressure in Lynn's loins.

Lynne gasped, fighting to remain quiet as she felt her orgasm approaching. Now her aunt lapped her clit while Adam's cock continued to pump into her. She trembled, the water roiling above her fast moving hands. Water sloshed over the edge of the tub when her climax claimed her, the ecstasy of her release arching her back enough to completely expose her breasts to the open air.

As the energy of her orgasm drained away, so too did her shame over what had triggered it. In admitting her attraction to act on it, she had confronted a demon that had haunted her for years now.

Lynne floated in post-orgasmic bliss.

****

Oh dear, Christine thought as her niece walked out of the bathroom wearing only a towel. As much shadow as cloth covered her sex, and the full expanse of the upper globes of Lynne's breasts rose proudly above the precarious tuck between them.

"Have a good bath?" She asked, carefully controlling her voice to keep the lust she felt from bubbling out in her words.

Avalynne grinned. "Mmm hmm. Do you have a nightshirt or something I could wear for bed?"

"Sure. Come on," Christine answered and got up from the couch. She led Lynne to her bedroom and into the walk-in closet. She thought she noticed her niece pause for a second to stare at the bed as she entered, but kept walking as if nothing had happened.

When she reached the section where she kept her nightgowns, Christine gestured like a spokesmodel, and then laughed when she couldn't keep a straight face.

Lynne gasped and asked "Oh my god, is that real silk?"

"Yes," Christine answered, running her finger down the gown, which wouldn't cover much more than the towel Lynne had wrapped around her.

"Can I?"

"Go ahead."

Lynne pulled the gown off its hanger with one hand, and tugged the towel tucked between her breasts loose with the other. Christine had no idea how she managed to hold in the gasp of surprise and arousal she felt as that towel drifted to the floor. Her niece's full, firm breasts were everything Christine had imagined, surmounted by dark, erect tips. Lynne's freshly waxed nether lips showed just the slightest, enticing hints of pink between them.

The short silken gown did little to hide those attributes, or dull Christine's arousal. "How does it look?" Lynne asked.

"It looks great on you," Christine managed to answer without her voice quavering with desire. "I'm going to have a bath and get ready for bed, too."

Lynne nodded and walked out of the closet, her bottom peeking out of the gown because her slightly larger breasts pulled the cloth higher than it would have were Christine wearing it. Christine closed the closet door, giving her niece time to reach the door of the room. As soon as Lynne crossed the threshold, Christine hurried to her bedside to retrieve her waterproof vibe from its hiding place in a drawer. She was soaking wet, and knew she was going to need it.

Avalynne had retrieved a book she'd purchased from one of her bags and sat down with it as Christine walked in the room. Seeing her niece's breasts in profile with the slippery silk clinging to Lynne's nipples spurred Christine to increase the pace of her stride slightly. She needed relief, and she needed it now.

****

The words on the page may as well have been written in an alien script, because not a one registered in Lynne's mind. Her cheeks warmed as she considered the spur-of-the-moment decision to drop her towel in front of her aunt. Seeking a reaction, she'd noticed the widening of her aunt's eyes as the towel fell to the floor. The mirror on the door had also revealed Christine's eyes following the sway of her bottom as Lynne had walked out of the closet.

Lynne turned toward the bathroom, where she could hear the water running. Behind the closed door, she knew her aunt was — or soon would be — stripping out of her clothing. Turned on beyond anything she'd ever imagined, Lynne wanted to see her aunt's body up close.

Her unread book still lying in her lap, Lynne waited for the water to shut off, and then stood up before she'd even completely formed the thought. Though her desire drove her toward the door, hints of nervousness caused her to stop at the portal. She leaned in close, turning her ear toward the door, and heard her aunt slip into the bath.

Though she reached for the doorknob several times, Lynne found it difficult to summon up the courage to twist the knob and enter.

****

Any thoughts of bathing far from her mind, Christine turned on her toy as soon as she sank into the water, bringing it to her nether lips a moment later.




Adam's Apple Ch. 02



The humming phallus gave her chills as she traced her folds with the tip. The world vanished as she imagined suckling her niece's nipples, and then moving to the brunette's perfect pink folds. Her vibe soon stroked into her needy depths with enough speed to cause water to lap up over the edge of the tub.

With her eyes closed and her thoughts deep in the fantasy, Christine didn't even notice the bathroom door opening. She reached her peak, keeping her mouth tightly closed to avoid crying out. Her back arched as the orgasm claimed her, thrusting her breasts up out of the water.

Christine's eyes fluttered open as her ecstasy ebbed. She brought her vibe up to her tummy, letting out a satisfied sigh. Only then did she notice movement in her peripheral vision and let out a yelp of surprise when she saw Lynne standing in the room staring at her.

"Well, it doesn't get much more embarrassing than this," Christine responded as she turned off her toy and sat it down on the edge of the tub. To her surprise, Lynne approached rather than retreating.

"Sorry," Lynne apologized, offering a shy smile.

"It's okay. Do you need something?"

Avalynne shivered and her lips parted, giving Christine what she believed was an answer she hadn't expected. Her niece made no effort to look away from her bared breasts, and immediately darted a glance between her legs as soon as she'd walked close enough to do so.

Aroused, curious, and beyond caring about the ramifications now, Christine asked, "Were you here earlier this morning? Before I called you?" When Lynne nodded, Christine continued, "Out back, by my bedroom window?"

Lynne smiled and answered, "Yes."

Christine turned in the tub and leaned on her arms, crossed below her breasts. "So I guess you did see me and Adam, huh?"

Lynne gasped and her eyes closed for a second before asking, "Were you faking it?"

"Oh god, no," Christine moaned. She stood up in the tub, rivulets of water cascading down her body. "His big cock about drives me crazy when he's pounding it into me."

Avalynne stared with a complete lack of shame, prompting Christine to take the next step. "Angie does the same thing to me with her tongue. So does your cousin Becky, and Dan's cock is just as wonderful as Adam's."

Lynne's hand slipped between her legs, pressing the slippery silk against her nether lips, unable to endure the growing ache there any longer.

"They say I'm pretty good, too," Christine offered with a wink.

Lynne's response emerged in a rush. "I'm so horny I can't stand it."

Christine stepped out of the tub and reached for a towel. "I could do something about that — if you want me to?"

"Oh god yes," Lynne breathed in response.

"Careful, you're going to get that silk all wet," Christine said with a crooked grin as she started to sensually blot her body dry.

Lynne took the hint and pulled the gown off, over her head. Christine gestured toward the chair in front of the vanity, and Lynne deposited the gown there in a silken pool. Christine abandoned the towel, completely uncaring about any water she might track through the house now. "You're beautiful, Lynne."

"So are you, Aunt Christine," Lynne responded in breathless tones.

"Mmm — I love the way you say my name." Christine stepped in closer, her hand reaching around to caress Lynne's firm bottom. With nothing more than the desire in their eyes as a signal, the two women leaned into a hungry kiss.

Lynne's hand found Christine's bottom as well, but didn't rest on the taut cheeks for long. Christine moaned into the kiss as her niece's fingers sought her sex. Christine pulled away from the kiss with a gasp and said, "Bedroom."

Lynne fell in beside her aunt, reaching out to stroke her fingers over the older woman's breasts. Christine sighed with delight, offering her niece a lusty grin and increasing her pace. Power walkers would have had a difficult time keeping up with the two women by the time they reached Christine's bedroom door.

Aunt and niece shared another quick kiss as they sat on the bed, but Christine could no longer resist the sight of her niece's breasts. A quavering moan slipped from Lynne as Christine took her niece's right nipple between her lips. "That feels so good," Lynne breathed.

Christine released the stiff bud to switch to the other and said, "Say my name," as she switched breasts.

"That feels so good, Aunt Christine. I'm so wet."

Christine slipped her fingers between her niece's legs, instantly finding the truth of that statement.

"I can't stand it any more. I need it."

Christine gave her niece's nipple a final suck and sensually asked, "What do you want me to do?"

"Lick my pussy, Aunt Christine."

A sharp, sexy growl burst from Christine upon hearing those words. She guided her niece to lay down, and licked her lips when Lynne parted her legs wide, begging, "Please."

Christine just tickled her niece's pink folds with the tip of her tongue, and then let out an excited moan. Her next lap was far stronger, gathering up a good taste of Lynne's juices. "Mmm — you taste so good." "Please," Lynne pleaded again, lifting her hips toward her aunt's mouth.

Christine accommodated that request with lusty fervor, her tongue roving over Lynne's moist folds in an ever-changing dance. From flicking the tip of her tongue over her niece's folds to stabbing it deep into Lynne's canal, she didn't let one centimeter of the younger woman's pussy remain untouched.

The sound of Avalynne's moans and pants spurred Christine on, building her desire to feel her niece come on her tongue. She brought her fingers into the play, teasing the puckered iris of her niece's ass and slipping one finger into Lynne's depths.

"Oh — oh, don't stop," Lynne panted, her head lashing on the mattress as one hand held her aunt against her needy sex. Her other hand caressed her breasts, pausing to flick the turgid points frequently.

"Say my name," Christine reminded her, before sucking her niece's hood and the swollen bud beneath between her lips.

"Make me come, Aunt Christine," Lynne squealed, her movements growing stronger and more erratic by the second.

Her middle finger quickly thrusting into Lynne's clinging canal, Christine sucked her niece's clit hard and rolled it between her lips. After only a few heartbeats of that, Lynne reached her peak.

"Yeah! Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah — yeah!" Lynne cried out in a tight voice, her body stiffened in climax and trembling.

Christine kept the pressure on, drawing out her niece's climax for as long she thought the beautiful brunette could handle it. Lynne answered the question of how long she could endure the pleasure about twenty seconds later when she erupted into a primal scream and roughly pushed her aunt away from her sex.

Christine moaned and licked her lips as her niece curled up into a trembling ball, still gasping and yelping from the orgasmic energy that refused to release her. She stroked Lynne's bottom and said, "That's it, sweetie."

Lynne finally released her knees, which she'd pulled up close to her chest with one hand while the other protectively covered her sex. A long groan followed by a satisfied moan escaped her as she drifted down from her heights. "Oh god, so good," she managed to articulate between gasps and pants.

"Mmm hmm," Christine agreed, still pulling the young woman's juices to her lips from her chin.

Avalynne didn't even notice her aunt leaving the bed to fetch a glass of water, but she was grateful when Christine tapped her on the shoulder and offered the drink. Lynne drank it down slowly, still fighting to catch her breath after her orgasm.

"Have you ever been with another woman before?" Christine asked.

Lynne shook her head. "I'd sort of thought about it, and it really creeped me out. A lot of my girlfriends say that they're bi, but it's just sort of an act, I think. I never even talked to them about it."

"How do you feel now?"

Lynne answered with a languid moan. "No boy has ever made me come that hard. I don't think I've ever come that hard."

"I'll bet we can top it," Christine said suggestively while caressing her folds. Lynne's eyes locked on her hands, so Christine leaned in and whispered, "Do you want a taste?"

Avalynne gasped, and then trembled from an aftershock of her climax. Her lips twitched upward into a shy grin, and she nodded her head.

Christine lay back, parting her nether lips wide to let her niece see the wetness glimmering on her pink folds. "Mmm — I want it. I'm so hot, Lynne. Do it for me."

Lynne moved a little tentatively, but curiosity soon overwhelmed her as she drew nearer to her aunt's pussy and could smell the fragrant scent of Christine's intense arousal. She lay down and shifted into a comfortable position on her tummy, her face inches away from Christine's needy sex.

Christine's voice contained simultaneous hints of both seduction and pleading. "Do it for me. You know what makes you come. Do it for me."

Lynne's tongue slipped out as the younger woman closed the distance between her and her aunt. The moment she took her first, short lap, she let out an excited, surprised moan. A longer, deeper moan accompanied the next — much stronger — swipe of her tongue.

"Oh, that's good, Lynne. More."

Imitating something that had caused her to jump when her aunt had done it to her, Lynne pushed her tongue between Christine's nether lips and wiggled it while slowly nodding her head up and down.

"Ah!" Christine gasped in response. "Mmm — do you like it?"

Once again inspired by the sensations she'd felt for the first time only a few minutes before, Lynne suckled Christine's folds between her lips and let them slowly slip free. Her own sex tingled from seeing and feeling the pleasure her touch triggered in her aunt. "Uh huh," she responded as she lapped for more of Christine's tangy nectar.

"Do you want to make me come, sweetie?"

"Oh yes," Lynne answered, pulling back to stroke her fingers over her aunt's pussy, hypnotized by the twitching of Christine's pink lips and the intoxicating scent of need filling her lungs.

"Tell me. Say my name," Christine whimpered while rocking her hips against her niece's fingers.

"I want to make you come, Aunt Christine," Lynne responded, her voice and smile equally sultry. Her eyes slowly closed as she edged forward once more.

Christine contentedly moaned as her niece's confidence and excitement increased. Avalynne's tongue flicked with greater speed and intensity by the moment. From the sexy, hungry sounds her niece made, and seeing the younger brunette's fingers between her own legs, Christine knew Lynne was growing more excited as well. Reaching down to run her fingers through Lynne's flowing locks, Christine gasped and said, "That's it, sweetie. You're making me so hot."

"Come for me..." Lynne paused to lap Christine's clit with several fast strokes before finishing, "Aunt Christine."

Those words and Avalynne's passionate licking that followed pushed Christine to a new plateau, placing her on the edge of fulfilling her niece's request. The itch of her approaching climax grew stronger, spreading warmth throughout Christine's loins. "Oh, don't stop. Going to come," she whimpered, her muscles tightening and her eyes pinched closed. "Yes!" Christine cried out as her orgasm claimed her.

Lynne gasped as the fresh flood of creamy juices washed over her darting tongue. Drunk on her aunt's taste, scent, and the euphoria of having triggered the orgasm that now held Christine in thrall, Lynne enthusiastically lapped for the sweet treat.

Her niece's tongue darting over every inch of her pussy, Christine just kept coming. She twitched and gasped, ecstasy arching through her body in sharp jolts that gave her chills. She forced her eyes open, the sight of her niece between her legs serving to make the orgasm even more intense.

Finally, Christine's orgasm let her go. She let out a long, satisfied moan and smiled up at Lynne. The young woman was pulling her aunt's juices to her lips with her fingers, seemingly fascinated and excited by the wetness coating her face. "Did you like it?" She asked in a breathless voice.

"It turned me on so much to get you off like that," Lynne replied.

"Me too," Christine responded, crooking her finger and beckoning her niece to lie next to her. "I love that I got your girly sex cherry."

"I may have to see just how bi my friends really are," Lynne contemplated aloud as she cuddled up next to her aunt's flushed body.

"Mmm — I hope they aren't lying." Christine traced her finger along Lynne's side and asked, "Did you get a good look at Adam's cock when you saw him fucking me?"

Lynne's eyes widened a little and she smiled as she nodded her head in response.

"He's so good with it, too." Her voice dropping in pitch, Christine asked, "Do you want it buried deep inside you?

Lynne's gasp caught in her throat as her aunt slipped a finger into her moist tunnel. "Uh huh."

Christine let out a moan and added her thumb stroking the younger woman's clit to the finger already deep inside Lynne's wet heat. "I'll call him tomorrow, but I want to surprise him."

"Do you think he'll want me?"

"I think I'd have to chain him up to keep him off you."

"I can't wait."

"Me either."

Already exhausted from her trip and the day of shopping, Lynne's eyes soon grew heavy. Christine snuggled up close and let her eyes slip closed as well. She fell asleep in her niece's arms shortly after Lynne did.

****

Hope you're enjoying this naughty tale, and that you'll follow along for the rest of the story. Votes and comments are most appreciated, whether by public comment or private, anonymous feedback. Do feel free to point out any mistakes, as I didn't pass this tale through an editor before posting. I do my best to promptly respond to all feedback. If you take the time to drop me a line, I'm going to let you know I appreciate it! 



Adam's Apple Ch. 03



Author's Notes:

This story is © Copyright LesLumens. Should this story be found anywhere except Literotica.com with this note attached, it is posted without my permission.

Pardon the puns in the titles of this series, I just can't help myself.

This tale is a follow-up to my stories "Adam's Aunt," and "Adam's Family." I recommend reading them first, but you can certainly just start right here, as this tale is meant to stand alone. As with those tales, this one is built more on lust than love, which is the norm in my other taboo tales.

Sometimes, I just feel like writing down and dirty smut.

This is a five part story, and all five were submitted on the same day, so they should come out one a day.

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Christine shushed her niece and dialed the phone. She could still taste Lynne's sweet pussy on her lips, and still feel her body tingling from the younger woman lapping her to orgasm only a few minutes before.

"Hey, Adam. Lady luck is smiling on us. Why don't you come over?" Christine asked in a tone so seductive that a eunuch probably couldn't have resisted.

"See you in a few minutes," she then responded when Adam said he already had the number for the cab company written down.

"I'm half scared," Lynne admitted. "I don't think I've ever been with a man as big as Adam before."

"Trust me, you'll love it," Christine assured her niece, with a twitch of her eyebrows. "I'll make sure he's gentle, until you're ready for him not to be." She then disconnected the camcorder from the tripod and hit the rewind button.

Avalynne blushed. "I can't believe we did that with a camera on. I feel so naughty."

Christine licked her lips. "You loved it — and it's for a good cause. We'd better hurry and get changed. If I know Adam, he'll be here in just a few minutes."

Lynne nodded and went to retrieve the outfit she and her aunt had chosen. Christine pulled on a short plaid skirt and a button-down blouse, not bothering with anything underneath, knowing how much Adam liked the look. She nodded approvingly and purred as Lynne finished dressing, and then took the camera to the front room to connect it to the television.

Christine barely managed to hook up the camera and cue it up before she heard the cab pull into the driveway. Lynne heard it as well, and responded to her aunt's gesture, hurrying to the bedroom to close the door behind her.

Christine answered the door, "Hello, handsome," and responded to her nephew's eager, hungry kiss as soon as she closed the door. His hands naturally found her bare backside beneath the skirt she wore as their tongues danced in the kiss.

Once their lips parted and Christine had given Adam's erection a squeeze, he asked, "So, I guess Apple is okay?"

Christine led her nephew toward the couch. "She's doing a little better. I'm sure it will be a while before she's okay. I did get her feeling good, though."

Adam squeezed her right ass cheek as he followed her and said, "Damn, I want you."

Christine only responded with a sly smile, and continued to the couch. Adam quite naturally slipped his hand beneath her skirt to her sex the moment he sat down next to her.

"Mmm — patience," Christine said while pushing his hand away.

Adam chuckled as he resisted, but finally relented when his aunt reached for the remotes. Christine turned on the television, and then hit the play button on the camcorder remote. "Damn," Adam said with surprise as Avalynne appeared on the screen, wearing the short, silk nightgown she'd picked out.

"Thought you might like that," Christine said with a chuckle. "They're a little bigger than apples, aren't they?"

Adam blew out a whistle as Lynne posed on the camera, causing her already prominent breasts to press even harder against the slippery material. "Oh yeah."

On the tape, Christine said, "Come on. Let's put our suits on and take a dip in the pool." The camera followed the young brunette as she nodded and retrieved her suit. Christine then hummed stripper music as Lynne started to pull off the nightgown. Lynne protested, and the scene faded to black.

"Ah, man," Adam sighed.

"Thought you were going to get lucky, huh?" Christine asked while nuzzling his neck and tracing her fingertip over his erection. On the television, another scene faded in.

"You're so mean, Aunt Christine," Adam said as Avalynne appeared on the screen again, this time dressed in a red bikini. Her nipples pressed hard against the revealing top, but Adam's eyes naturally fell upon the slight camel-toe presented by the skimpy bottom. A second later, Lynne dived into the pool and resurfaced on the shallow end, standing up to let water cascade down her lithe body.

"Such a sweet, juicy apple, isn't she?" Christine sultrily said while continuing to caress his manhood. "Doesn't she make you want a bite?"

Adam laughed. "I take it back — you're evil."

"Too bad you couldn't have been here, huh?"

"I don't think I could have hid my hard-on. Damn, she's hot," Adam responded while watching his cousin lazily float on her back across the pool.

"Speaking of hiding it..." Christine unbuttoned her nephew's pants while the video continued to play for a few more seconds before fading to black again.

Adam groaned and closed his eyes as his aunt's hand wrapped around his erection. "Damn — yeah," he sighed as her soft hand stroked over his shaft. He then opened his eyes and breathed, "Whoa!"

Christine let out a purr as Adam throbbed in her hand. On the television screen, Lynne lay nude upon the bed, stroking her folds with her fingertips and staring with a sultry look at the camera.

"You like?"

"Hell yeah," Adam responded, and then perked up even more when Christine walked into the scene, nude as well.

On the television, Christine crawled between her niece's legs to lap the younger woman's pussy in full view of the camera.

"I told you I made her feel good," Christine playfully reminded him.

"I don't suppose there's any chance..?"

"What, do you want to lick up all her hot, spicy apple juices?" Christine teased.

"You know I do."

Christine smiled as Lynne emerged from the bedroom and tiptoed toward the couch. "Maybe we can arrange it."

Either Adam caught her in his peripheral vision, or he simply knew what to expect, because he looked over his shoulder and saw his cousin approaching. She wore a lacy red babydoll with matching garters and stockings, and had a green ribbon tied in her hair. Lynne's eyes widened and she gasped when she was close enough to see Adam's cock in Christine's hand.

"Poo — you weren't supposed to look yet," Christine pouted to Adam, releasing his cock.

"Sorry. Hey, Apple."

"Hi, Adam," Lynne responded, her eyes never leaving his hard organ.

"Well, come here, silly," Christine said with a laugh, tugging on her nephew to make room on the couch for Lynne.

As Lynne sat down, Christine gestured for her niece's hand. When Lynne held it out, Christine laid it on Adam's cock. He groaned in response, his eyes drinking in his cousin's body.

"Just makes your mouth water, doesn't it?" Christine asked in a low, sexy voice as Lynne squeezed Adam's cock.

Lynne nodded, and looked up to smile at Adam.

Christine reached out and stroked her niece's cheek. "I want to watch you suck it."

Avalynne gasped, and then let out a moan as Adam throbbed in her hand. She leaned over his lap, and Adam took the opportunity to cradle one of her lace-clad breasts in his hand. He groaned as Lynne's tongue snaked out to trace the thick vein running the length of his shaft.

"Ah, that feels good, Apple," Adam sighed as his cousin's wet tongue lapped him.

Lynne squeezed her cousin's balls just a little harder than could be called pleasurable, and at the same time scraped the mushroom tip of his thick organ with her teeth.

"Lynne. Lynne," Adam hastily corrected, his voice an octave or so higher than normal.

Lynne grinned up at her cousin, and then kissed the head of his cock where she'd nipped him only a second earlier.

"That will learn you, smartass," Christine admonished with a little laugh as she unbuttoned her blouse.

"You both have great tits," Adam said as his aunt revealed hers and he continued to caress his cousin's.

"Mine need to be sucked," Christine said as she shrugged off her blouse, leaning in to give her nephew access.

Lynne wetted the head of Adam's cock with a swirl of her tongue just as he took his aunt's right nipple between his lips. A drop of pearly pre-cum welled up from the tip, and that was exactly the encouragement she needed.

Adam's hot breath kissed Christine's nipple as he gasped when Lynne took him in her mouth. "That's it — suck it," Christine encouraged her niece, while simultaneously pulling her nephew's mouth back to her nipple.

Lynne moaned around the thick shaft stretching her lips as she sucked just a couple of inches, the tangy flavor of his pre-cum arousing her taste buds. Adam sucked his aunt's nipple even harder in response and teased Lynne's nipple with his thumb.

The sight made Christine's mouth water as well, and she wanted her fair share. She pulled her nipple free of Adam's mouth and slipped down onto the floor next to the couch. She tugged on her nephew's knee until he lifted his foot to the couch and parted his legs wide, giving her access.

"Oh, fuck yeah," Adam groaned as Christine moved in to lap his smooth balls. Lynne took him a little deeper on the next stroke as well. His hand left his cousin's breast to settle on top of her bobbing head. A minute or so later, Christine caught her niece at the top of a stroke and turned the younger woman toward her. The two brunettes shared a kiss over Adam's saliva-slick member, and then traded places on unspoken agreement.

"So fucking good," Adam groaned, his hips now twitching up toward his aunt's sucking mouth. She wrapped a hand around the root of his cock to keep him under control, but otherwise didn't miss a beat.

When Lynne lapped up to tickle her aunt's lips a short while later, Christine released her nephew with a wet pop. She pulled off Lynne's babydoll, leaving the younger woman clad in only her panties and stockings, and then kissed her again. "Make him come," she said in a sultry whisper before trading places with her niece again.

"Ah!" Adam gasped as Lynne took him deep and his aunt sucked on one of his dangling orbs. "Yeah, that's it, Lynne. Fuck yeah," he encouraged his cousin as she sucked him hard and fast.

Christine moaned as she teased her nephew's balls with her tongue, her eyes locked on her niece's head bobbing over Adam's organ. She could tell by the twitches of his hips and the sounds of pleasure bubbling from him that he was getting close. "Share with me when he comes. I want a taste."

"Mmm hmm," Lynne moaned in response without slowing in the slightest.

Christine sat back and caressed Adam's balls with her hand so she could have a better view. She could tell that Lynne's jaw was starting to ache from being open so wide, but she could also see excitement and determination in the young woman's eyes. Lynne wanted her cousin to explode in her mouth.

"Almost there. Yeah," Adam grunted, his fingers twining into Lynne's dark tresses.

"Do it, Adam. Come in her mouth. Do it," Christine said with sultry anticipation.

"F-fuck," Adam growled, and then his body tensed.

Christine squeezed her nephew's family jewels just a little harder and pressed her middle finger against he ropy cord between them and the puckered iris of his ass. As soon as she applied the pressure, he jerked and let out an explosive sound of release. 

Lynne squealed in surprise around his cock as hot jets of Adam's seed flooded her mouth. She managed to swallow just in time for a second spurt to fill her mouth again. Remembering that her aunt had told her to share, she pulled back to the tip and released him, keeping a pool of his cum on her tongue. He pulsed again just as she let him go, squirting a little trail of milky cum across her upper lip and cheek.

Christine popped up to her knees and licked up the creamy offering on her niece's face before locking lips to share the treat Lynne had saved for her. As the two women broke from the kiss, Christine noticed that Adam had oozed a final bit of cum that slowly meandered down his throbbing, twitching shaft. She immediately leaned over his lap to suck him in and clean him up.

Adam let out a series of almost pained sounds as his aunt sucked him. He gasped and went limp on the couch when she released him, only to stiffen again when his cousin engulfed his over-sensitive organ only a second later. He had to push her away, unable to endure her hot mouth on him.

Christine traced a finger over the crotch of her niece's panties. "Mmm — you're all wet. Take them off."

Lynne lifted her bottom and jerked down her panties, revealing her pink folds, glistening with wetness. Christine pulled the lacy cloth down and then tossed the panties off to the side. She didn't waste any time slipping between her niece's thighs.

"I love to watch you eat pussy, Aunt Christine," Adam said as he moved over to let Lynne spread her legs wider.

"That feels so good, Aunt Christine," Lynne moaned as her aunt lapped her.

Christine kissed her niece's folds and licked her lips. She then looked over at Adam and said, "Get down here and have a taste of her sweet apple juice."

Adam groaned a little as he tried to get up, but said, "You don't have to ask me twice," as he knelt in the floor. "Lick my pussy, Adam," Lynne begged as he moved between her legs and Christine stood.

By the time Christine could manage to sit down next to her niece on the couch again, Adam was energetically devouring his cousin's pussy. "Good, isn't he?"

"Uh huh," Lynne agreed, and then moaned as Adam sucked her labia, hood, and clit all between his lips.

"Come for him, and then we'll get that gorgeous cock hard again. You want his big cock inside you, don't you?"

"Oh yes, Aunt Christine. I want it."

"Mmm — make her come, Adam. She's so hot and wet inside. She's going to feel so good wrapped around your big cock." With that, Christine took her niece's stiff nipple between her lips.

"Oh, so good, Adam," Lynne gasped as her pleasure mounted. "You're going to make me come. Don't stop."

Adam let out a sexy growl and lifted his cousin's hood with two fingers. His tongue then shot out to dance over the swollen bud in a rapid dance.

Lynne squealed and started panting, on the edge of orgasm after only a few laps of his tongue. "Yeah. Yeah. Oh yeah," she exclaimed, her legs starting to tremble. "Oh yeah. Oh yeah — oh yeah — oh yeah!" The volume and pitch of her cries increased steadily with each word, the words running together into a single sound until she finally screamed, "Yes!"

Christine sat back and moaned when the shock of Lynne's orgasm caused her to thrash away from her aunt's sucking lips. Lynne held her cousin's mouth against her sex, continuing to whimper and moan as her orgasm went on and on. Between her legs, Adam moaned approvingly into Lynne's folds as her juices washed over his slowly lapping tongue.

With a high-pitched, warbling moan, Lynne weakly pushed Adam away. Her hands fell limp over her sex and her head lolled back as she panted and gasped through the aftereffects of her climax. Christine crooked her finger to her nephew, beckoning him to her.

Adam knew what she wanted, and shared Lynne's juices with his aunt in a passionate kiss. His fingers slipped between her legs to Christine's saturated sex, probing her hot canal as their tongues wrangled.

Christine sat back and flipped up the front of her skirt to watch Adam fingering her pussy, moaning approvingly. As soon as Lynne caught her breath, Christine pulled her nephew's fingers from her wet heat and said, "Bedroom."

Adam took both women's hands and helped them to stand. He growled in appreciation when Christine dropped her skirt to the floor, giving him a perfect view of both women's bottoms while he followed them to the bedroom.

"On your back, on the bed," Christine ordered as soon as she stepped across the threshold into the bedroom.

Adam grabbed a handful of each woman's ass as he passed between them, drawing a playful swat from his aunt and a moan from his cousin. Christine barely let Adam's back hit the mattress before she climbed into the bed to straddle his face. "Suck him hard while he licks my pussy," Christine said as she lowered her saturated sex to his mouth, facing his cock.

Watching her niece lick Adam's softened cock only added to the excitement of her nephew's talented, eager tongue. "You want him hard and deep inside you, don't you, Lynne?"

"Oh yes," Lynne breathed before suckling the tip of her cousin's cock.

Christine moaned and ground her pussy against Adam's face. He responded by licking and sucking her with even more gusto. Christine could feel the itch building inside her, and knew it wasn't going to take her long to come all over his face. The look of fascinated arousal on Lynne's face as Adam's manhood hardened beneath her tongue pushed Christine even closer.

Christine gasped in ecstatic bliss as her orgasm crept up on her. Adam's fingers gripped her bottom hard, holding her pussy tight against his mouth — as if she had any intention of moving. With Adam now near fully hard, Lynne had stopped lapping and sucked her cousin's cock between her soft lips. "Oh — I'm gonna come," Christine groaned.

Adam let out a sexy growl and attacked her clit with his tongue. Christine's every breath emerged as a whimper, growing louder with the swelling pressure of her orgasm. Finally, she cried out as the tightly coiled energy inside her released. She fell forward onto her hands, her hair hanging down to tickle Adam's well-defined abs. She could just hear the sound of Lynne slurping up and down Adam's cock over her own heavy breathing, whimpers, and moans.

Christine lay her head down on Adam's abdomen, moaning as her orgasm subsided. She opened her eyes to see Lynne stroking Adam's wide cock with her hand, staring at it in almost fearful fascination. "Are you ready?" Christine moaned in satisfied bliss.

"Yeah," Lynne responded.

Christine's eyes popped wide open and she yelped when Adam held her against him, wiggling his tongue over her still tingling sex when she tried to move. He released his grip on her buttocks a second later, though. Christine sat up with a groan and edged back off his face, which was coated in her juices. A combination of a sigh and a moan passed her lips before she said, "Lie down."

Lynne leaned forward, and then slid on her hands until flat against the bed. Once fully reclined, she rolled over onto her back, parting her legs to caress her nether lips.

"What are you waiting for, silly?" Christine asked as her nephew licked his lips and watched Lynne masturbate.

Lynne's eyes followed Adam's cock as he rose and moved in front of her on his knees. She panted in anticipation, parting her legs wider.

Christine moved in beside her nephew, reaching over to stroke his cock as he moved into position between Lynne's thighs. Christine playfully slapped Adam's cock against her niece's wet folds, grinning at the little gasp it caused in the younger woman. She then took advantage of Lynne's abundant wetness by rubbing Adam's cockhead over his cousin's sex.

"Do you want her, Adam?" Christine asked while slipping his tip between Lynne's nether lips without actually allowing him to penetrate.

"Bad," Adam answered.

"I want it, Aunt Christine," Lynne moaned.

"Mmm hmm," Christine moaned, and then pressed Adam's mushroom tip into position. "Slowly," she admonished him.

Adam pushed his hips forward and let out a groan as the tip of his cock penetrated into her wet heat.




Adam's Apple Ch. 03



"Oh," Lynne gasped in surprise as his thick cock penetrated her. A series of whimpers followed as more and more of his manhood stretched her nether lips wide. She lifted her head and gasped again when she saw that not even half of his cock was inside her.

"Feel good?" Christine asked as Adam continued to push his cock into Lynne's tight canal.

"Fuck yeah," Adam grunted, even though the question was actually directed to Lynne.

"So big. So good," Lynne answered, letting her head fall back to the bed.

"Damn, your pussy feels good," Adam said as he slowly pushed the last inch or so of his cock inside her. "It's so hot and tight."

Lynne let out a high-pitched grunt as Adam's dangling orbs settled against her bottom. "It feels like it's up in my belly. I'm so full."

Adam held his cock deep inside her, flexing his muscles and causing his organ to swell.

Lynne groaned from the sensation, and then moaned, "Oh yes," as Christine leaned over, flipping her hair out of the way at the same time.

Christine's tongue flicked over Lynne's clit as Adam slowly withdrew, and then thrust his manhood home again. "Oh god," Lynne whimpered from the hot friction of his first thrust.

Adam groaned in surprise, his cousin's tight canal resisting his cock with delightful pressure.

"Ah! So good," Lynne breathed as her cousin's thick cock pushed inside her again.

"Nice and slow," Christine moaned, her eyes locked on Adam's cock vanishing into Avalynne's warm embrace. She could feel Lynne trembling in ecstasy, and returned to her practiced tonguing of the younger woman's clit to add to that sensation.

"Oh — oh yes," Lynne cried out as Adam's balls settled against her once again.

"Fuck yeah, Lynne," Adam groaned in response, pulling back just a little more quickly than before.

Lynne yelped, and then groaned as his cock sank home in her tight canal again.

Christine moaned in approval. I trained him well, she thought while flicking her tongue over Lynne's bud. Adam was reacting perfectly to the cues from his cousin, giving her more power and speed as soon as she was ready for it. Christine knew that her niece was in for an orgasm like none she'd ever experienced before.

"Oh yes, fuck me, Adam," Lynne yelped, her face flushing with color as she drew nearer to climax.

"Come for me," Adam grunted, now giving his cousin the full measure of his cock — hard and fast.

Christine gave her niece's clit a final lick, and then turned to her fingers. She could tell that Adam was struggling to hold back his own explosion, and hoped to push Avalynne over the edge first. "Do it, Lynne. Come for him."

"S-so close. Faster."

"That's it," Christine encouraged, her fingers moving even faster over Lynne's swollen bud.

Adam let out a growl, still pounding his cock home with all his power. "Not much longer."

"Oh god, oh god! I..." Lynne let out a scream, her body tensing as her orgasm ripped through her. "Yes, yes, yes, YES!"

"Fuck yeah," Adam growled as he drove his cock deep into his climaxing cousin, her walls squeezed tight around him and her juices spurting out around his shaft with every thrust. "Gonna come."

"Give it to meee!" Lynne squealed, still deep within the grip of her orgasm.

With a final thrust that shoved Lynne back on the bed an inch or two, Adam spurted his seed deep into his cousin's clenched canal.

"Feel good?" Christine moaned, licking her niece's juices from her fingers.

"Oh god yes!" Lynne cried out, her back arching from another wave of orgasmic energy.

Adam grunted and groaned, his cock still pulsing, flooding his cousin's depths with hot cum. He fell forward onto his hands, breathing heavily.

"Oh, so big. Love your cock."

Adam gasped from the rhythmic squeeze of Lynne's tight pussy. "So fucking good, Lynne. Fuckin' hot pussy."

Christine moaned, moving next to Adam and giving his ass a playful smack. "I'm hungry for my apple cream pie."

"Ah fuck," Adam groaned, and then growled as he withdrew his cock. His cream almost immediately welled up in Lynne's still quivering, gaped pussy.

"Lick my pussy, Aunt Christine," Lynne begged, and then licked her lips.

Adam rolled off his cousin, collapsing onto his back. Christine wasted no time, slipping between Lynne's legs as soon as she could reach.

"Oh yes," Lynne yelped as her aunt gathered up the cream flowing from her depths.

Christine moaned from the taste of the mingled juices as she turned her head sideways to stab her tongue deep into Lynne's cum-filled pussy.

"Yeah, lick that pussy, Aunt Christine," Adam groaned after wriggling to where he could get a better view.

"Mmm — so much cum," Christine moaned, and then proceeded to give her niece several broad-tongued swipes of her tongue. Adam's cum continued to flow from Lynne's pussy, and Christine gathered up every bit, letting none escape her.

"Oh yes, Aunt Christine. Make me come again."

Christine moaned into her niece's folds, letting her tongue brush the younger woman's clit a little harder.

"Yes — oh yes," Lynne cried out, and then erupted in a sharp, high-pitched moan.

Christine attacked her niece's clit with hungry desire. She flicked, rolled, and lapped the swollen bud, feeling Lynne grow ever more restless beneath her by the second.

Adam found the energy to roll over, enticed by the sight of his cousin's hard nipples. He sucked the right one between his lips, looking up into Lynne's eyes and adding more fuel to the bonfire of ecstasy burning within her. She gasped and thrust her breasts toward his mouth. A long, quavering whimper bubbled from her lips, accompanied by a strong shiver that started in her legs and traveled throughout her body.

Christine slipped two fingers into her niece's pussy, curving them upward toward Lynne's g-spot. The moment her fingers touched, Lynne erupted in a yelp, followed by a loud scream as she came.

Lynne thrashed and twitched as the orgasmic energy consumed her. Her cousin and aunt didn't relent, keeping her poised in that perfect place of ecstasy. When Christine finally eased off as her niece's breathing turned labored, Adam also released Lynne's nipple with a quick, sexy groan.

Her face still flushed and pinched tight in ecstasy, Lynne trembled and twitched, her walls clamping down tight on Christine's fingers still buried inside her. Christine licked her lips upon seeing the stream of mingled cum running down her palm and wrist.

An almost pained, disappointed moan accompanied Christine sliding her fingers free of her niece's clinging canal. Lynne lurched from a final spike of pleasure, and then collapsed limp onto the bed. Christine waited until she managed to catch her niece's attention before sensually licking the cum from her wrist and hand. She then settled to the bed, cuddling up next to Lynne as Adam did the same.

"I've never come that hard — ever — or so many times," Lynne sighed as she lay sandwiched between her aunt and cousin.

"Good girl," Christine purred into Lynne's ear, and then suckled the lobe for a second, drawing a shiver from the younger woman. "It will take Adam a while to get hard again after coming twice, so I'm going to run down to the naughty store. We'll make a mold of your pretty pussy for Becky, Dan, and Angie, and then clone Adam's cock so he can fuck you any time you want him."

Lynne moaned and shivered. "I can't believe I did this. I mean, you know..." She shrugged, her face flushing slightly.

"Are you sorry?" Christine asked.

Lynne smiled and shook her head. "No. I know it's supposed to be wrong and everything, but it was so hot, and so good."

Christine passionately kissed her niece, and then swatted Adam on the behind. "Go get us some washcloths to clean up. Make yourself useful."

Adam groaned theatrically, prompting laughs from his aunt and cousin, and then headed off to the bathroom.

"I'll put on the movies of all of us together for you to watch while I'm off to the store. Adam loves to watch a girl masturbate, so just do what comes naturally while you're watching us lick, suck, and fuck each other. He'll be hard again in no time."

Adam returned with a small basin Christine kept for just such purposes, and several washcloths. He sat them down on the bedside table, having already cleaned up while in the bathroom.

"No peeing, and drink lots of water," Christine said with a wink.

Adam laughed, and Lynne's confusion was obvious in her expression.

Christine explained, "He can go a lot longer when he has to pee. If we warm each other up, he can fuck me until I scream, and then give you that big cock again before he comes. Or, you could go first, and then you could lick all his hot cum out of my pussy."

"Mmm — I like the second one," Lynne moaned.

"Me too," Christine agreed with a twitch of her eyebrows. "I'm off to the store. You two can start without me, but Lynne is the only one who gets to finish until I get home."

"I can live with that," Adam said while watching his cousin wipe her pink folds clean.

"The movie will be ready for you to hit play," Christine said, and then went to get dressed.

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Christine awakened lying cuddled with her niece. Next to them, Adam's morning erection tented the sheet. Fighting down a shiver of anticipation for more fun to come, Christine carefully slipped out of the bed without awakening her niece or nephew. She stepped around the bedclothes she'd stripped from the bed after the fun the previous evening, and went to check on the molds.

The four molds of Adam's cock had turned out perfect. He'd had no difficulty staying hard through the long process with both women tonguing his balls and talking dirty to him. The five copies of Lynne's folds had also turned out, adding one more sweet treat to Christine's collection.

Christine stretched and walked toward the kitchen to make coffee. She stopped at the couch to retrieve the clothing she'd abandoned there the night before, and then loaded the coffee maker.

As the coffee brewed, the phone rang. Christine saw her brother's cell number and answered with a little trepidation. "Hello?"

"Put Avalynne on the phone, Christine."

"What do you mean?"

"I know she's there, Christine. I called in some favors and traced her cell."

A little shocked that her brother would do something like that, Christine said, "She's sleeping."

"It doesn't matter. I'll be there in a couple of hours to pick her up."

Christine sighed, "Ron, she's starting to come around, but you need to give her time. If you just do that, she'll come home on her own."

"Well, I'm coming."

"Okay, fine," Christine responded with a little exasperation in her voice. "You do realize that she's eighteen years old, and you can't make her come home, don't you?"

"Why are you fighting me on this, Christine?"

"I'm not fighting you. I'm trying to help you."

"I know you are," Ron admitted, the edge in his voice softening. "We'll work it out when I get there."

"Okay, but I still think it's a bad idea."

"Bye."

"Bye."

Christine hung up the phone with a frown, irritated by both her brother's refusal to listen to her and throwing a monkey wrench into any possibility of enjoying her niece and nephew again today.

The coffee finished brewing, and Christine poured a cup. Before she even took a sip, she decided to get Lynne out of the house and talk to her brother in person before she let him see her. He wouldn't like it, but he would have to live with it.

With her plan firmly in mind, she poured two more cups of coffee and put them on a tray to take to the bedroom. She needed to rouse Adam and Lynne, and keep the level of arousal down until she could send them safely away.

She wasn't even sure she could keep her own arousal under control as she walked into the bedroom to see the two of them in the bed. After a deep breath, she summoned up her determination and walked over to sit the tray down on the bedside table.

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Hope you're enjoying this naughty tale, and that you'll follow along for the rest of the story. Votes and comments are most appreciated, whether by public comment or private, anonymous feedback. Do feel free to point out any mistakes, as I didn't pass this tale through an editor before posting. I do my best to promptly respond to all feedback. If you take the time to drop me a line, I'm going to let you know I appreciate it! 



Adam's Apple Ch. 04



Author's Notes:

This story is © Copyright LesLumens. Should this story be found anywhere except Literotica.com with this note attached, it is posted without my permission.

Pardon the puns in the titles of this series, I just can't help myself.

This tale is a follow-up to my stories "Adam's Aunt," and "Adam's Family." I recommend reading them first, but you can certainly just start right here, as this tale is meant to stand alone. As with those tales, this one is built more on lust than love, which is the norm in my other taboo tales.

Sometimes, I just feel like writing down and dirty smut.

This is a five part story, and all five were submitted on the same day, so they should come out one a day.

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"She's not here, is she?" Ron asked as soon as Christine opened the door.

"No, she's not," Christine answered her brother. "She's not far away, though. I just wanted to talk to you first."

Ron sighed, "Okay, let's get this overwith. God, I need a drink."

"What do you want?"

"Beer, whisky, moonshine — anything will work right now," Ron replied while massaging his temples with his fingers and thumb. He then smoothed back his dark brown hair and sighed again.

"Go sit down on the couch. I'll be back in a second."

Ron nodded and wearily walked across the room. Despite the seriousness of the situation, Christine couldn't help but notice the play of his tight butt as he walked. He might be in his forties, but Ron obviously took care of himself.

As she fetched the bottle of whisky and a shot glass, Christine thought about the box that her sister had found in the attic of their parent's house, assuming it belonged to Christine because her name was on it. Much to Christine's surprise, the box had been Ron's. What was inside the box revealed that he'd fantasized about her, going so far as to keep revealing pictures of her and steal panties from the wash. She'd also found Vaseline in the box, and journals that told her beyond any shadow of a doubt that her brother had stroked his cock to thoughts of her.

Fighting down the desire that those thoughts caused, Christine joined her brother on the couch. She did take a quick, secretive glance at his crotch, however. The bulge there confirmed what her niece Angie had revealed about seeing Ron in the bathroom once. Big cocks quite obviously ran in the family.

"She blames herself, you know?" Christine said as she poured the whisky, trying to keep her eyes away from her brother's cock.

"I know," Ron admitted as he took the shot glass and tossed back the liquor.

"What happened, anyway? I know about the birth control pills, and where everything went south, but there has to be more to it than that. If you can tell me?"

Ron shrugged as Christine filled his shot glass again. "Long, depressing story."

"I don't have anything better to do."

Her brother drank the next shot and let out a satisfied groan. "I'm not even sure I know, really. It was like night and day."

Christine settled in, pouring more whisky on occasion, and listened to the sad tale of her brother's collapsed marriage. He obviously needed to talk, and he didn't hold back once he started.

****

Christine quietly spoke into her cell out in the back yard while her brother used the bathroom. "I think I can calm him down and keep him from trying to drag you back home." She felt a little bad about not telling Lynne that he actually was at the house to do exactly that, but believed it was for the best until if and when she managed to smooth things over between her brother and niece.

"On to more important things. Having fun? Mmm — the Jacuzzi. You did remember to turn the camera on, didn't you?" Christine's juices started flowing as her niece described the day's sexual adventures so far at the hotel room. When she saw her brother pass in front of a window, she said, "I need to get back to work on your dad. Don't overdo it too much. Walking bowlegged is going to be hard to explain, no matter how much fun it was getting there." Christine then laughed with her niece and said, "Bye."

"Sorry I talked you to death," Ron said when Christine stepped back into the room.

"It's okay, you obviously needed to talk." Christine sat back down. "I don't know how you're going to take this, but I think it needs to be said. I think she may be cheating on you."

Ron sighed. "I know. I have my suspicions, too. It doesn't really matter now, since we're getting divorced anyway."

"You're right. Look, you need to talk to Lynne, but I think you need to relax and gather your thoughts."

"The way she's acting and keeping secrets is driving me batty. I thought maybe that she'd understand when I apologized for reading her the riot act when I caught her having sex with her boyfriend."

"You may be more open and understanding than Mom and Dad, but that doesn't mean it's easy to talk to you about sex."

"And I still talked to Dad about things," Ron countered.

"Oh, you had no sex secrets, huh?" Already fighting arousal after talking to Lynne on the phone, the conversation turning toward sex was testing Christine's controls.

"I didn't give a play by play when I came home, but I wasn't sneaking around." Ron poured another shot, draining the bottle, which had started less than a quarter full.

"I'll go get us another bottle and some Coke. I could probably use a drink or two, too."

Ron shook his head as Christine stood. "I still can't get over you drinking. Just doesn't seem like you should be old enough. Damn, I'm getting old."

"Oh, poo. Older — maybe. You're not old."

"Old enough that being single again is depressing."

"You're a good looking man with a good job. Women will be throwing themselves at you as soon as they know you're available."

Ron let out a derisive little laugh. "You're not going to cheer me up that easy."

"Then I'll just have to try harder. Be right back."

Christine shared a few drinks with her brother when she returned, helping her to loosen up. Having a jump of several shots on her, Christine could tell that her brother had a good buzz going as she continued to talk to him about dating again, and about the lack of sex in his marriage for the last couple of years.

Ron waved her away when she tried to refill his glass. "I think I've had enough. I've been sitting here talking about sex and dating with my sister for the last twenty minutes. If that's not a sign of one too many, I don't know what is."

"Oh, relax. If you walked in on Lynne having sex and didn't have a heart attack, I'm sure you can survive talking to me." Christine batted her eyelashes and straightened her shoulders, causing her breasts to jut out a little. The slight widening of her brother's eyes and his quick glance away encouraged her. "You need to stop letting what's happened in your marriage make you think that you're undesirable. You're anything but."

He actually blushed, which forced Christine to contain a smile. "If I pretend to take your word for it, can we get back to Lynne?" He asked.

"That depends. Have you changed your mind about trying to drag her home like she's eight years old?"

Ron nodded. "Okay, you're right. I need to stop pretending she's a child. I'll let her decide when she's ready to talk, but I need to see her, and she needs to stay in touch until she's ready."

"Okay, I'll have her call here in a little while. Give her tonight to get ready to see you. It isn't going to be easy. I've got plenty of room, so you can stay here."

"I have a bag in the car, anyway. I wasn't expecting to make it back tonight."

"Go get it. We'll watch a movie or something."

Ron nodded and stood up.  He wobbled a little and chuckled. "Definitely time to lay off the booze."

Christine laughed. "Be careful. I'm going to go change. These are new, and they aren't even remotely broken in." She tugged at her jeans to illustrate. Not to mention that my panties are probably damp, she thought as he stretched before heading toward the door, highlighting his fit, muscular frame.

Now aroused beyond any hope of turning back, Christine changed into a short skirt and a top with an embroidered cat on it. The cat's glimmering rhinestone eyes centered perfectly on her left breast, defying anyone not to look at those well-displayed attributes. She already knew how to break the ice, and pulled the cardboard box of items from her parents' house out of the closet. As she walked back into the front room, having already heard Ron come back inside, she mimed removing the already cut tape from the top of the box.

"What's that?" Ron asked.

"Some things of mine Marie found when she was cleaning out Mom and Dad's attic." Christine sat down and opened the box. "Oh look, Mr. Snookums!"

Ron laughed as his sister hugged the bedraggled bear. "You never went anywhere without that."

Christine sat the bear down next to her, fussing with it for a few seconds until it was sitting just right. She then continued to empty the box. "My yearbooks. Oh, here's my Where the Sidewalk Ends, with all the flowers pressed in it." A few more items emerged, and then Christine uncovered the wooden box in the bottom. "What's this?" She asked with convincing surprise.

Ron paled as Christine pulled the wooden ammo box into the light.

"I don't remember this. It's locked, but it looks like the screws have worked loose."

Christine could see her brother fidgeting in her peripheral vision as she twisted the screws that were barely stuck in the wood. She let out a gasp when she opened the lid, and saw her brother flinch.

"My diary!" Christine declared. "This vanished years ago. I almost had heart failure because I thought Mom might have read it. Since I'm not still grounded, I know she didn't."

"Christine..." Ron began, but couldn't think of anything else to say as he desperately searched for any excuse to stop his sister from digging deeper into the box.

Christine pulled out the manila folder and the copies of Playboy, tossing the latter onto the table in front of her with raised eyebrows. She opened the folder, exposing the revealing photos of her, and then responded with mock shock at the sight of the panties, Vaseline, and the journal in Ron's hand in the bottom.

Ron stood up and walked away, holding his head in his hands.

"Ron."

He froze, and then turned on his heel. "Christine, I can explain."

"You don't have to. Come sit down."

"I'm sorry," Ron mumbled as he moved back in front of the couch.

"Sit down, Ron." Christine moved the larger box out of her lap, which let the light fall on the rhinestone cat eyes. As Christine had planned, Ron glanced at her breasts because of the flash, which surely let him see her hard nipples pressing against the material.

Christine pulled out a pair of red, lacy panties. "I loved these. I thought Mom had thrown them away because they were too racy for her. So, you fantasized about me?"

"All I can do is apologize, Christine," Ron said, his voice tight with shame.

"And I accept it, but answer my question."

"Yes. I was young and... Sex was all I could think about."

"And you thought I was hot."

Ron shrugged and nodded.

"What about now?"

"Christine..."

Now or never, Christine thought. Her brother's eyes widened as she pulled up her blouse, revealing her bare breasts. "You never got to see them up close. Are they everything you imagined?"

"Christine, don't do that." Try as he might, he couldn't manage to keep his eyes away from the firm globes, however.

Christine laid her hand in her brother's lap, feeling his cock swelling. He flinched, but really had no room to escape. "Do you want to touch them?"

"This is wrong," Ron responded, pulling her hand away from his hardening cock.

"You didn't think so back then."

"I didn't know any better. Too much testosterone."

"Feels to me like you still have plenty." She tugged her brother's hand toward her, as he was still holding her wrist, and pressed his fingers against her stiff nipple. "Touch them, Ronnie."

Hesitantly, he released his sister's hand.

"Touch them, Ronnie," Christine repeated, her hand returning to his hard organ again.

Ron gave in to his desire, cupping her right breast in his hand and gliding his fingers over the smooth globes.

"Mmm — that feels good. Do you like them, Ronnie? Tell me, Ronnie."

"Yes."

"Call me Sissy, like you did when we were younger," Christine said while squeezing his fully hard cock.

"They're wonderful, Sissy."

Christine slid her hand around the back of her brother's head, her eyes pleading and her lips slightly parted. "Suck them, Ronnie." She tugged his head toward her, grasping the tongue of the zipper on his pants at the same time. He hesitated, resisting her tug for a fraction of a second. Then, he let out a sigh of resigned lust, sucking her stiff right nipple between his lips.

"Oh, that feels so good, Ronnie. Don't stop." With both hands free, she made quick work of the fastenings on his pants, allowing her to free his manhood. She wrapped her hand around his cock as he sucked her nipple, and rasped her hand over the hard organ.

Ron groaned around her nipple, and then released it. Christine turned slightly, giving him better access to the left one. He didn't even pause in switching breasts.

"You're making me so wet."

Ron's hand slipped between her legs and beneath her skirt. She could tell from his expression that he was surprised to find no panties there. His fingers found her folds, tickling the moist labia.

Christine pushed him away from her breast with a gasp, and stood up. She pulled down her skirt, revealing her pussy to him. He brought his fingers to his lips, sucking her juices from the tips.

"Do I taste good, Ronnie?"

"God, yes," he responded, reaching out to touch her pussy again.

"Say it. Call me Sissy."

"You taste so sweet, Sissy."

Christine moaned, and then sank down to her knees. She pulled down her brother's pants and he lifted his ass to help her. After a quick lick of her lips, Christine sensually whispered, "Your wife is such a fool." She then leaned into his lap and took him between her lips.

Ron leaned back and groaned as his sister took him in. "That feels good, Sissy."

"Mmm hmm," Christine moaned around him as she sucked him, tasting a flavorful burst of pre-cum. Though not quite as long as Adam, he was a little thicker. The girth of his manhood stretched her lips as she sucked him and cradled his hairy balls in her hand.

Ron's hands settled on the back of her head as she bobbed ever faster over his lap. Christine paused, slowly taking him as deep as she could until the tip just tickled her throat. She then sucked back to the tip and let it slip free, little strings of saliva connecting his cock to her lips for a moment before breaking. "I want you to come for me, Ronnie."

"I want to come on your face. Raquel would never let me do it."

"Mmm — naughty boy. Stand up."

Ron stood and Christine licked him from root to tip as soon as he gained his feet. "Is this what you were thinking about while you were stroking your cock and looking at my pictures?"

"God yes, Sissy."

"Do it. Come all over my face. Talk dirty to me," Christine said before engulfing his slick member again.

"Yeah, that's it, Sissy. Suck my cock."

Christine moaned approvingly, her hair whipping as she took him in, sucking hard and fast.

"Fuck, that hot mouth feels so good. Suck it, Sissy. Make me come."

Christine looked up into his eyes with hungry desire, smiling around him when she saw the ecstasy in his face. With that, she turned all her attention to draining him dry.

"Faster. So fucking good," Ron grunted, his fingers fisting into his sister's hair. He groaned and added, "Ah, close now."

"Mmm hmm," Christine moaned around him, adding a stroking hand to her hot mouth.

Ron suddenly let out a gasp and tugged on his sister's hair. He took his cock in his hand, stroking it fast in front of her face.

"Do it, Ronnie. Come all over my face," Christine begged while tenderly fondling his dangling orbs and flicking her tongue over the tip whenever she could reach it.

Her brother let out a series of growls, and then his hand slowed. He aimed his cock toward her face and panted, the mushroom tip swelling.

"Give it to me!"

With a long groan, Ron came. The first spurt filled her mouth, spattering her lips and chin. The second covered her cheek, closed one eye, and even decorated her hair. Several weaker squirts covered her face in hot cum, and she moaned in delight the whole time. As soon as he stopped spurting, Christine took him in again, sucking him hard.

Ron twitched, grunted, and gasped as his sister sucked his over-sensitive cock, her face covered in his cream. He finally could endure her knowing mouth no longer, and pulled her away from his softening organ.

Christine licked her lips, gathering up what cum she could reach that way. She then cleared her eye with her fingers, sucking them clean as well. She gathered up every drop she could manage, savoring the bittersweet flavor. Ron tried to catch his breath, standing before her on wobbling knees, and stared down at her with a satisfied smile.

"You came a lot. I like that." Christine patted the couch to indicate he should sit down, and then sat down beside him.

"God, Sissy — thank you," Ron eventually groaned.

"You're welcome." She leaned back on the couch and stroked her fingers over her moist nether lips. "Return the favor?"

Ron summoned up the energy to slide down to the floor, his eyes locked on his sister teasing her folds. "I used to live for the times when I would catch you playing with yourself. Your pussy is even more beautiful up close."

"I want you to play with it now, Ronnie. Lick my pussy. Make me come." Ron took a deep breath, drinking in the heady scent of her arousal. Christine continued to masturbate until her brother leaned in and his tongue snaked out into her wet heat.

"Oh yes, Ronnie. That feels so good."

"You're so wet." His tongue swiped over her folds again, parting her nether lips with strong pressure. "And so sweet."

Christine yelped as her brother dived in, devouring her pussy. "Oh my god. Mmm!"

Her brother lapped her as only a man denied something for over a decade possibly could, driving Christine toward her pinnacle of pleasure at a rapid pace. Two fingers slipped inside her while another teased her puckered ass. Years of experience learning how to please a woman showed, every move of his fingers and flick of his tongue hitting another pleasure trigger.

"Oh yes. Don't stop. Make me come. I'm going to come so hard, Ronnie."

"Come for me, Sissy," Ron responded in muffled tones from between her legs.

Christine's hips rocked and twitched from her brother's ministrations, her body alive with energy. Even Ron's nose seemed to be aimed at her erogenous zones. Christine's pussy tingled, releasing wetness in a torrent as she drew ever closer to climax.

A third finger joined the first two in her moist canal while the one teasing her ass slipped inside. "Oh yes! Faster!" Christine squealed, now on the edge, her muscles taut and trembling.

Ron sucked his sister's hood and clit between his lips and shook his head back and forth. At the same time, he pressed harder against her g-spot and jiggled the finger in her ass.

"Oh my fucking..." Christine sucked in a great gasp of air, which she then expelled in an ear-piercing scream. She erupted into her brother's mouth, filling it with girl cum and spattering his face with her juices. Her body lurched with the sharp jolts of her orgasm, but her brother held on, keeping her coming. Another gasp for breath emerged as a second scream, accompanied by another squirt of her juices. Ron growled in surprised bliss, his face dripping with wetness.




Adam's Apple Ch. 04



When Christine could barely catch her breath, and it appeared that Ron had no intention of ever giving her a second's respite, Christine pushed him away. With a high-pitched moan, she sat up and kissed him, licking her bittersweet nectar from his face. "You are so good," she paused and kissed him again, "at that."

"I love the way you come."

"I love the way you make me come," Christine countered. "Mmm — I wish we hadn't wasted all those years. If I'd known, you wouldn't have had to watch me diddle myself and then go jerk off. We could have taken care of each other."

"It's even better than I imagined."

Christine fell back against the couch and patted the cushions. As soon as Ron sat down, she wrapped her hand around his half-hard cock. "Make it hard for me again, Ronnie. I want my big brother's big cock deep inside me."

"It may take a while," Ron groaned as his sister stroked him with her hand. "I'm not as young as I used to be."

Christine licked the fingertips of her other hand and used the moist digits to rub the head of her brother's manhood. "Have you ever seen two women make love to each other?"

Ron shook his head and caressed his sister's arm.

"Does the thought of it make you hot?"

"You've been with another woman?"

"A lot of them. I like eating pussy almost as much as you do. My favorite thing is to lick another woman while a man is fucking her, and then lick up all his cum when he fills her up."

Ron's cock twitched with life, just beginning to swell in his sister's hand. "Now you've given me something else to imagine."

"We'll have to see about giving it to you for real."

Ron groaned as blood rushed into his manhood. "You're so sexy."

"Sissy," Christine reminded him. "Take your shirt off, Ronnie."

He hurried to comply, revealing a well defined chest and abs. Though hardly a cut youngster any longer, and sporting a few gray hairs on his chest, the sight still started Christine's juices flowing again. She leaned into his lap to suck his stiffening member.

"I want you, Sissy," Ron said once he was hard again. "I've wanted you for years."

Christine released his cock with a loud slurp. "Then take me, Ronnie. Fuck me hard, make me come, and fill me full."

Energized by her words, Ron grabbed his sister's hips and lifted her up onto her knees with her willing assistance. Christine leaned over and rested her hands on the arm of the couch, looking back over her shoulder and breathing, "Give me that big cock, Ronnie."

Once again, his experience showed as he moved in behind her and penetrated her in a single fluid motion. He kept his eyes on Christine's face and groaned as she reacted with a long, sharp moan to his thick cock pushing deep inside her.

"Fuck me, Ronnie."

Ron withdrew and pushed his cock back into his sister's depths. "Fuck, you're tight."

As her brother withdrew again, Christine squeezed her intimate muscles, letting out a little chuckle when he gasped from the pressure of her walls clamping down on his cock.

Christine moaned and thrust her hips back at her brother as he took her at a steady pace with powerful thrusts. Loud smacks sounded every time their bodies collided, mingling with the sounds of pleasure coming from Christine and her brother. Ron adjusted the angle of his thrusts every few seconds, hitting each and every sensitive spot Christine had.

"Too good. Been too long," Ron grunted out.

"Ohh, slow down for a bit then," Christine suggested, understanding that he was getting close to climax. "Mmm — right there. Leave it nice and deep."

Ron groaned, rocking and swiveling his hips to stir his cock in his sister's depths.

"Oh yes, Ronnie. That's so good," Christine encouraged him as she reached back with one hand to rub her clit.

Ron kneaded his sister's taut buttocks, teasingly slipping a finger across the iris of her ass every so often. Once he felt his urgency to come subside, he started rocking his hips at a snail's pace, reveling in his sister's tight embrace.

Her fingers dancing over her clit, Christine gasped with every thrust, and moaned with every withdrawal. She could feel the hot pressure of her own climax building, and her fingers moved faster in response. As if he could read her mind, Ron increased his pace. "Do it. Fuck me," she breathed.

"Come for me, Sissy," Ron half growled as he built back up to speed.

"Mmm — I'm so close. I'm going to come so hard. I want your hot cum inside me."

The power of Ron's thrusts increased, making it difficult for Christine to maintain her balance. She bent her elbow and dropped down onto her arm, giving her extra support. As soon as she settled into this position, Ron slammed his cock into her full force. The jolt seemed to travel straight up Christine's spine, pushing her to the edge.

"About to c-c-come!" Christine cried out.

Now giving her the full measure of his passion and power, Ron groaned from the effort of slamming his cock into his sister's moist canal.

"Ohh! Oh YES!" Christine screamed as she exploded in orgasm. "Yes!" she squealed again after a gulp of air, the sound warbling from her brother pounding her pussy.

"Ah — yea..." Ron sounded out, the words trailing off into a series of loud grunts and growls as he buried his cock in Christine and pumped his seed into her.

Feeling him swell and pulse within her, Christine yelped, "Give it to me!" She then erupted in a squeaking cry as another wave of climax overwhelmed her.

Ron hung his head as his strength fled him. Christine's upper body collapsed down to the couch, where she lay panting for breath and twitching from the aftershocks of her orgasm. Still buried inside her, Ron gasped with every clench of her walls around him.

After a while, Christine's back started to ache from the awkward position. "I need to move, but I don't want you to go," she pouted.

Ron took several deep breaths, and then pulled free with a long growl. He sat back heavily on his heels as soon as his half-hard cock slipped free, and then sat down on the couch as his sister did the same.

Christine reached over to stroke her hand over her brother's chest. "That was wonderful."

"I know we never should have done this, but you felt incredible. I didn't think I was ever going to stop coming."

"Are you sorry? Are we okay?" Christine asked with a bit of worry in her eyes.

Ron nodded and stroked his sister's cheek. "We're fine, and I'm not sorry at all."

"Any chance we could do it again later?" Christine asked with a coquettish smile and a twitch of her eyebrows.

Ron chuckled and answered, "I don't know how I could resist. You're amazing."

"Mmm — good. You're looking pretty worn out. Let's go to the bedroom.

With a little help from his sister, Ron rose and followed her to the bed, where he collapsed with a dramatic groan. Christine slipped into the bed next to him.

"Night night now, big brother. You dream sweet dreams about me." She rolled over and kissed him soundly, letting out a little moan as his tongue tickled hers when he returned the kiss.

"I'm sure I will," Ron wearily responded.

****

Christine lay atop her brother, savoring the blissful afterglow, having taken advantage of his morning erection as soon as she awakened. His softening cock, still buried inside her, was starting to allow the thick cream he'd spurted deep inside her a few minutes earlier to seep out. Christine kissed his chest again and let out a satisfied sigh. "Good morning," she finally greeted him, having found much better things to do with her mouth when she'd awakened.

"Morning," Ron responded with a wide, silly grin. "It was just as amazing the second time." He pulled her into a hungry kiss and then continued, "I don't want to leave. I just want to stay here and do it in every way we can imagine."

Christine moaned in approval. "Well, if you feel like things are getting too tense at home, you could always come stay with me for a while — Lynne too. We get along well, and she could probably use the time away from the tension to relax before she goes off to college."

"I may just think about that. Lynne being here wouldn't give us much opportunity to be together, though."

I don't know about that, Christine thought, wondering if she could persuade the two of them to join her in bed. "I can stay quiet — sort of. I'd probably chew through a lot of pillows while I was coming on your cock, but it would be worth it."

Ron shuddered beneath her and gasped. "You're making it almost impossible to argue, you know?"

"Good," Christine said, and kissed him again. "Are you ready to talk to Lynne?"

"Yes, and I'm going to give her the space she needs."

"Good boy." Christine shivered and twitched her eyebrows. "Very good boy. Well, let's get cleaned up, have some coffee, and then I'll call her. She doesn't know that you're actually here yet, so I want to prepare her before she comes back."

"We could wait until later in the afternoon," Ron suggested with a smile.

"Mmm — good idea. You want to give Sissy another hot load of cum, big brother?"

"I don't know how much I have left," Ron chuckled.

"Well, we'll just have to find out." Christine moved to let her brother's flaccid member slip from her, unleashing a river of mingled cream from inside her. "Cleaning up may take a while," she observed with a laugh.

Ron started to sit up, and then collapsed back to the bed. "So may getting up."

"Oh, I'll get you up, Ronnie."

"Can't wait."

****

Christine gave her brother a kiss, and then tousled his damp hair before reaching for the phone. She'd decided to save time and have Ron take her in the shower, where the two of them could get sticky and clean at the same time.

Ron sank back into the couch and watched his sister's ass as she walked to her bedroom to make the call. Christine looked over her shoulder and blew him a kiss just before she passed out of view.

Christine called her niece's cell and heard a languid, cheery answer of "Mmm — hello, Aunt Christine," almost before the first ring could finish sounding.

"Sounds like you're having fun."

"I'm lying on this huge, beautiful bed, all filled up with cum. Of course I am."

Christine laughed. "Well, I'm pretty sure I've convinced your Dad to give you some space. He's here, and he wants you to come back and talk to him."

"Convinced him, huh?" Lynne said knowingly.

Hearing the tone of her niece's voice, Christine knew something was up. "You know that he was already here, don't you?"

"I came by this morning to borrow something and saw Daddy's car there. I heard things, too."

From the amused tone, Christine could guess what Lynne had heard, and knew that the younger woman didn't have any problem with it. "You think that you'd have learned about showing up without warning after the first time, huh?"

Lynne laughed. "I suppose I should have. Once I can move, I'll come over and talk to Dad."

"So you don't mind that your Dad and I..."

"No. I sort of... We'll talk about it later."

Christine's eyebrows twitched upward as she thought that convincing Lynne might not be all that difficult. Her niece already sounded as though she was interested in seeing a side of her father that she'd never seen before. "Okay, then I'll see you in a little while. Tell Adam that I'm not about to let him leave without having his cock inside me again, either."

The two women said their goodbyes, and Christine walked back into the living room, her pussy tingling and her mind awhirl with fantasies about Lynne riding her father's cock.

****

Hope you're enjoying this naughty tale, and that you'll follow along for the rest of the story. Votes and comments are most appreciated, whether by public comment or private, anonymous feedback. Do feel free to point out any mistakes, as I didn't pass this tale through an editor before posting. I do my best to promptly respond to all feedback. If you take the time to drop me a line, I'm going to let you know I appreciate it! 



Adam's Apple Ch. 05



Author's Notes:

This story is © Copyright LesLumens. Should this story be found anywhere except Literotica.com with this note attached, it is posted without my permission.

Pardon the puns in the titles of this series, I just can't help myself.

This tale is a follow-up to my stories "Adam's Aunt," and "Adam's Family." I recommend reading them first, but you can certainly just start right here, as this tale is meant to stand alone. As with those tales, this one is built more on lust than love, which is the norm in my other taboo tales.

Sometimes, I just feel like writing down and dirty smut.

****

Christine smiled as her brother and niece hugged, putting the past behind them.

"Thank you, Daddy," Lynne said after releasing Ron from her embrace.

"Thank you for forgiving me. I was being pig-headed."

"It's okay."

Ron smiled at his daughter and said, "As long as I'm in town, I thought I might look up a couple of old friends." He then turned to Christine and added, "If you don't mind me staying another night?"

"No, of course not," Christine answered.

"Is that fine with you, Lynne?"

"Sure, Daddy. Have fun. Aunt Christine and I will find something to do."

Christine had a very good idea what Lynne meant by something, and had little doubt that her brother's reason for staying another night was exactly the same. "I'll give you a key, because Lynne and I will probably go shopping."

"Better your money than mine."

Christine laughed and made a shooing gesture. "Oh, go on."

Once Ron had his key and pulled out of the driveway, Lynne said, "I wouldn't mind going shopping, but I had something else in mind." She cupped her aunt's breast and grinned when she finished.

"Mmm. And Adam?"

Lynne nodded enthusiastically. "We'll have to hurry, because he's going to see his mom this evening."

"I'll call him right now." Christine sat down on the couch and reached for the phone. She let out a little purr when Lynne sank to her knees in front of the couch instead of sitting down on it.

While Christine dialed, her niece lifted her skirt and pulled the panties beneath aside. Christine scooted her bottom forward and parted her legs wider, giving the younger woman easier access to her needy sex. Before the first ring of the phone, Lynn buried her tongue in her aunt's pussy.

"Hello, Adam. Why don't you come over?" Christine let out a yelp as Lynne sucked her clit hard. A little moaning chuckle escaped her before she added, "We started without you. Lynne couldn't wait. She's licking me so good."

"He'll be here in a few minutes," Christine said a few seconds later as she hung up the phone. "Let me get these off."

Lynne gave her aunt's pussy a final lick, and then helped Christine strip. Lynne's clothing followed her aunt's to the floor. Christine licked her lips as Lynne slid down her panties, and then said, "Let's go to the bedroom where we'll be more comfortable."

Lynne nodded her agreement and led the way. Christine shivered as her niece cat-crawled into the bed, and wasted no time joining the younger woman. Lynne took the initiative, her hands roaming over Christine's body as she kissed her aunt hard. When their lips parted, she whispered, "I want to taste you, Aunt Christine."

Christine lay back and parted her legs as Lynne's fingers stroked her calves. Christine caressed her breasts, her breathing heavy as her niece slipped between her thighs.

Lynne flipped her curly locks out of the way and grinned up at her aunt. She licked her lips — and then Christine's.

One of Christine's hands slipped down to the back of her niece's head to tousle the younger woman's hair. Still teasing her breasts and nipples with the other, Christine moaned from the delightful sensation of her niece between her legs.

"You taste so good, Aunt Christine."

"You can have all you want," Christine moaned in response, already feeling the hot pressure of an orgasm coiling within her loins.

Lynne's tongue danced over her aunt's folds, tantalizing her every pleasure point. Christine's hips rocked up toward her niece's lips, her fingers twining even more tightly into the younger woman's hair. She heard the door open, which only excited her more.

Already soaring up toward climax, Christine smiled when she saw Adam step into the doorway of the bedroom. He'd already shed his shoes and shirt in his eagerness, and unbuttoned his pants as he walked into the room. Intent upon the sweet, fragrant folds before her, Lynne had no idea that her cousin had arrived.

Christine moaned as Adam dropped his pants, revealing his engorged manhood. "Fuck her," she mouthed to her nephew, who responded with a wide grin.

Lynne looked over her shoulder when she felt Adam climb into the bed, and let out a little yelp of surprised pleasure. A few seconds later, she groaned as his thick cock slipped into her tight embrace.

"Hello, Adam. How are you?" Christine asked as Lynne's lips locked on her clit.

Adam drove his cock home again, pushing Lynne's face into her aunt's pussy. "I'm just great."

"Does that big cock feel good, Lynne?"

Lynne's response was a muffled moan, "God, yes."

The younger woman immediately returned to her enthusiastic lapping, pushing Christine ever closer to the edge. "Oh, don't stop. So close. Make me come."

"Do it, Lynne," Adam grunted as he stretched his cousin's tight pussy with slow, forceful thrusts.

The sight of Lynne's body rocking from Adam's thrusts and the wet sound of his cock sliding in and out of her saturated pussy was exactly what Christine needed to reach her peak. She drew in a long, stuttering breath, and then released it in a warbling cry as she came.

Adam drove his cock home and left it buried in his cousin's depths. "Come all over her face, Aunt Christine," he encouraged his aunt while stirring his cock in Lynne's canal.

Christine had no trouble complying with that request, her body trembling and her hips bouncing up to her niece's mouth as she came. She pinched her nipples hard between her fingers and thumbs, reveling in the power of her orgasm.

In time, Lynne lifted her mouth from her aunt's quivering pussy to gasp. Adam had started to thrust again, stoking Lynne's own fires. Still well within the grip of her own climax, Christine summoned up the energy and presence of mind to encourage her niece to rise up straight on her arms.

After a few seconds of silent guidance, Lynne understood what her aunt wanted. As soon as the younger woman provided enough room, Christine grabbed her pillows and wriggled beneath her niece's body. She moaned as her breasts came into contact with Lynne's, swinging from Adam's thrusts.

Realizing what Christine wanted, Adam knee-walked forward, forcing Lynne to do the same. Christine continued her serpentine movement until she lay directly beneath her niece's pussy. She then positioned the pillows, lifting her into the perfect position to tease Lynne's clit with her tongue.

"Oh yes, Aunt Christine!" Lynne yelped as her aunt's darting tongue went to work.

Christine paused just long enough to sensually demand, "Give it to her, Adam. Fill her up."

"I don't know if I'll be able to get hard again before I have to go, if I do."

"Plenty of time before you go back to school," Christine responded between laps and tickles of her tongue.

"Come in my pussy, Adam," Lynne pleaded in a high voice.

Adam responded with an excited growl and an increased pace.

"Oh! Oh! So good! Don't stop! Fuck me! Lick me! Make me come!" Lynne cried out, obviously on the verge of an explosion.

Christine reached up and grasped her niece's buttocks, giving her the stability she needed to lock her lips on the younger woman's clit.

"Gonna come," Adam grunted, his words barely audible to Christine over the loud sound of his body colliding with Lynne's.

Christine actually felt Lynne's nether lips contract as her niece came. A loud, staccato scream bubbled from Lynne's lips as she exploded in orgasm.

"Fuck yeah," Adam growled, the sound lasting for several hard, fast thrusts. He then slammed his cock home, the power pushing Lynne forward on the bed and pulling her clit from Christine's lips.

Lynne's scream jumped an octave, and then went silent. Christine could see the base of Adam's shaft pulsing, the thick vein throbbing with his fast pumping heart, evidence of his seed flooding into Lynne's depths.

Adam withdrew his cock and pressed down on the tip as soon as it slipped free of Lynne's pussy. Lynne let out a whimpering moan of protest as Christine wriggled her way a few inches more toward the foot of the bed. She tilted her head back, knowing exactly what Adam planned.

Adam pushed his cock into his aunt's mouth, and she sucked it clean as he slowly withdrew. His cum and Lynne's juices dripped onto Christine's chin and neck as Adam's mushroom tip popped free of his aunt's lips.

Lynne groaned as Adam's cock penetrated her again. Once again, he fed his aunt his cock, coated in the mingled juices from Lynne's depths. After a third repeat, he could take no more. Adam rolled off to the side with a satisfied groan.

Christine once again gripped her niece's buttocks, pulling the younger woman down to her mouth. Lynne yelped and gasped from her aunt's hungry lapping, still shuddering from the aftereffects of her orgasm on Adam's cock. Christine lapped and probed her niece's pink folds, eagerly drinking up the creamy treat flowing from Lynne's depths.

"Oh — ohmigod," Lynne squeaked, feeling the rising heat of another climax. "Oh yes, oh yes, Aunt Christine!"

Christine moaned around her mouthful of Lynne's folds as her niece came, screaming in ecstasy. Lynne almost immediately lurched away, fighting for breath, unable to endure any more.

Christine licked her lips, gathering up as much of the bittersweet juices coating her face as she could. She slipped from beneath her niece's quivering pussy, allowing Lynne to collapse to the bed.

A few minutes later, Adam cursed, "Shit — is it that late already?"

Christine looked at the clock, seeing that Adam had little time to make the long drive to his mother's house. "You'd better get going," she said languidly, snuggling up against her niece.

"Wonder if Mom would understand if I came over tomorrow, instead?"

"Just go," Christine said with a laugh. "You'll have plenty of opportunities to fuck us silly."

"Thank you, Adam. That was so good," Lynne moaned.

"My pleasure," Adam responded.

"Mine too," Christine said with a lick of her lips.

Lynne shuddered and added, "Mine three."

All three laughed, and then Adam reluctantly let his legs drop off the edge of the bed. Christine and Lynne cuddled as he searched for his clothing.

"I'll make sure to let you know any time when you can come play, or we'll just come play at the hotel. Tell your mom hello for me."

"I will, Aunt Christine."

Christine and her niece, still nude, escorted Adam to the door, and then returned to the bedroom.

"Was..." Lynne paused, color rising into her cheeks. After a little hesitation, she blurted out, "Was Daddy good?"

Christine moaned, liking the turn of conversation. "Amazing. Big cocks run in the family, and he really knows how to use his." "You sounded like you were having fun when I heard you," Lynne said with a shy smile.

Christine traced her niece's still damp and sticky nether lips with a finger. "Did hearing us get you hot?"

Lynne nodded. "I couldn't help it. I went straight back to the hotel and woke Adam up. My panties were soaking wet."

"His big cock felt so good. I bet you'd love it."

Lynne gasped from both the words and her aunt teasing her clit.

"Do you want your Daddy's cock inside you, Lynne?"

"I just keep thinking about it."

Christine reached into her toy drawer and located a double dong. "He's so good. Your mother is such a fool to give him up. He's been so neglected." She slipped one end of the toy into Lynne's pussy.

"Oh, I want it, Aunt Christine."

"What do you want?" Christine asked as she maneuvered into a scissor position with her niece.

"I want Daddy's big cock inside me. I want him to fuck me hard and fill me full of cum."

Christine moaned and inserted the other end of the double-headed dildo into her own wet heat. After a little more maneuvering, she found the perfect position to stroke the toy. Lynne's fingers had already found her bud, her face flushed with excitement. 

The long, violet, jelly dong stroked back and forth, alternately penetrating Christine and her niece. When the toy slowed because Christine couldn't maintain the pace at the awkward angle, Avalynne took over, allowing her aunt to turn to the much more natural motion of frigging her clit.

Both women rapidly ascended their mountains of pleasure, and by the time Christine took over control of the toy again, she was on the edge. Her fingers blurring over her clit, Lynne appeared to be near climax as well.

Lynne came first, crying out in release as her fingers haltingly rubbed her clit, her squeal of ecstasy ebbing and flowing with the thrusts of the toy. Christine exploded into orgasm a few strokes later, jamming the dong deep into her pussy.

Still connected by the pussy-slick toy, Christine leaned forward and kissed her gasping niece. Two sets of gyrating hips kept the toy moving within them, causing Christine and Lynne's orgasms to drag on for long seconds.

When their lips parted, Lynne opened her eyes with a languid smile. She then sucked in a high-pitched gasp and jumped, her eyes wide with surprise.

Christine turned to find her brother standing in the bedroom doorway, his eyes just as wide as Lynne's.

The toy having slipped free of her soaked pussy when Lynne jumped, Christine spun on her bottom and gained her feet. Ron turned away from the sight of his nude daughter to walk with robotic stiffness into the front room.

"Ron," Christine called after him, wondering how he was going to react. The flat expression on his face told her nothing.

Ron plopped down on the couch, staring straight ahead at nothing.

"Ron, are you okay?"

"I don't know," he answered in a soft voice. "I just walked in on my daughter and my sister having sex. I shouldn't be okay, I know that. Does she know...?" Ron trailed off, assuming Christine would know what he was asking.

Christine reached out to touch his cheek, wincing a little when she realized her fingers were still slick with a combination of her and Lynne's juices. She then nodded when her brother glanced toward her. "She came back this morning and heard us."

Ron groaned and pressed the heel of his hand against his forehead.

"Daddy?"

Ron glanced toward his daughter, but quickly turned away. "Honey, put on some clothes."

"Why? Am I ugly?"

"Of course not, Lynne."

"Then why won't you look at me?"

"Because you're naked. I'm your father."

"Why does that matter?" Lynne walked to the other side of the coffee table in front of the couch and said, "Look at me, Daddy."

Ron snapped his eyes to his daughter's face, doing his best to ignore her nubile teen body, so blatantly on display. "Lynne — please — just put on some clothes."

Christine could see her niece's eyes locked on the bulge in Ron's pants, undeniable evidence of arousal, despite his words. "You're hard, Ron," she said, laying her hand over his crotch.

"Christine!" He exclaimed, pushing her hand away.

"I know you had sex with Aunt Christine, Daddy, and now you know that I have too."

"I don't even know what to think right now," Ron responded, and then let out a great sigh.

"Aunt Christine makes me feel so good. She said you made her feel good, too." Lynne stepped around the table to stand in front of her father, making it very difficult for him to ignore her curl-topped sex, so close at eye level.

"Honey," Ron protested as his daughter moved even closer, the scent of her arousal filling his lungs.

"Do you like my body, Daddy?"

"Lynne, don't."

Lynne sat down next to her father, opposite Christine. Sandwiched between two beautiful, naked women, he never had a chance.

"Please don't make me stop, Daddy," Lynne pleaded as she reached for the button of her father's pants.

Ron's arm twitched as though to push her away, but he hesitated. The back of his hand brushed against his daughter's full breasts, prompting a soft gasp from her as she popped the button open and pushed over the flap of his fly to grasp his zipper.

"Lynne..."

Christine grasped her brother's other hand and leaned in to press her lips to his. While Lynne unzipped her father's pants, Christine whispered into her brother's ear. "She wants it. She needs it. Give her what she needs. Let her give you what you need, Ronnie."

Ron had no chance to contemplate his sister's words, because his daughter pulled down his boxers as she unzipped his pants. Before Christine had even finished her whisper, Lynne held her father's swollen cock in her small hand.

"It's gorgeous, Daddy," Lynne said, and looked up into her father's eyes. "Does that feel good?"

Christine tickled her brother's earlobe with the tip of her tongue and then whispered, "Just tell her the truth, Ronnie."

"Yes, Honey," Ron answered, surrendering to the overwhelming seduction of his sister and daughter.

A radiant smile spread across Lynne's face upon hearing those words. The grin remained as she leaned over her father's lap.

Ron groaned as his daughter kissed the head of his cock. His hips twitched up toward her, pressing his erection tight against her lips. Lynne snaked out her tongue, wetting his shaft with an excited, broad tongued stroke.

Christine cupped her brother's balls in her hand and moaned as Lynne reached his tip and took it between her lips. Christine bunched up his shirt with her other hand, raising it ever higher. When Lynne pulled on her father's pants, Ron pulled the shirt over his head with a sharp sigh.

Encouraged, Christine helped her niece. Ron lifted his hips, the pace of his breathing increasing with his arousal. Lynne slipped down into the floor to pull off her father's shoes so that she and her aunt could pull his pants off. Once Christine tossed the denim aside, Lynne pushed her father's knees apart to wriggle her tongue over his balls.

"Oh, that's good, honey," Ron groaned, lost in the feeling.

Lynne licked her way back to the swollen helmet of her father's cock and said, "Don't leave Aunt Christine out."

"Good girl," Christine agreed, guiding her brother's hand between her legs.

Ron put his fingers to work on his sister's pussy as he stared back into his daughter's eyes. Lynne smiled as she licked and suckled his glans, her eyes aglow with excitement.

Christine bucked her hips against her brother's fingers and teased her nipples. The sight of Lynne giving such loving oral delight to her father added fuel to the fire of Christine's arousal. She and Ron both let out loud groans when Lynne sucked her father's cock in deep for the first time.

Lynne's curly locks bounced as her father's thick cock stretched her lips wide. She let out a high-pitched moan around his shaft as a drop of pre-cum flooded her mouth with flavor.

After a couple of minutes, Lynne came up for air with a gasp. She rubbed the back of her neck and licked her lips, and Christine decided to spell the younger woman.

Lynne climbed back up onto the couch when Christine engulfed her brother's cock with a loud slurp. On her knees, she offered her stiff right nipple to her father's mouth. He sucked it in without hesitation, now engrossed in his arousal, and plunged two fingers into his daughter's wet heat.

"Oh yes, Daddy," Lynne exclaimed in a breathless voice, her hands locking behind her father's head.

Christine turned her head so that she had a good view of her brother's fingers plunging into Lynne's pussy and sucked him fervently. Both father and daughter soared into bliss, panting for breath and writhing in pleasure.




Adam's Apple Ch. 05



Sensing that Ron was close, Christine released him and patted her niece's bottom. Ron's erection twitched up and down with the fast pace of his heart, seeping copious amounts of pre-cum. "He's almost there," Christine told her niece.

Once again, the two women changed positions. Christine took her brother's fingers — sticky with Lynne's juices — and sensually sucked them clean. Lynne wrapped one small hand around the base of Ron's shaft and pumped it up and down, looking up into her father's eyes.

"Come for me, Daddy," Lynne said before engulfing him in her hot mouth again.

One of Ron's hands settled on the back of Lynne's head as it bobbed over his thick organ. "Oh — yes," he grunted, on the verge of an explosion.

"Do it. Make him come," Christine encouraged Lynne while taming the heat between her legs with her fingers.

Ron grunted, his fingers twining into his daughter's curls. "About to come," he grunted from between clenched teeth.

Lynne responded by sucking him even harder and faster, ignoring her aching neck and jaw.

Ron cried out and threw his head back, his cream exploding into Lynne's mouth as he came.

Lynne choked a little when the first thick spurt filled her mouth and tickled her throat. She swallowed and closed her lips around him in plenty of time to accept his second eruption of hot cum, however.

"Yes, suck it," Ron hissed as he watched his daughter devouring his seed.

Lynne pulled away with a cough and a swallow when an involuntary twitch of her father's hips thrust his cock into her throat. "S-sorry," he apologized as his eyes fluttered and his body went limp.

Lynne licked her lips and shivered. "Mmm — thank you, Daddy."

Christine kissed her brother's neck and asked, "Now, why were you fussing so much?"

Ron chuckled and answered, "I don't know."

Christine beckoned her niece to her, and the two women shared a long, tongue-wrangling kiss over Ron. "You taste so good on her lips," Christine said when the pair broke from the kiss.

"I'm going to hell," Ron wearily sighed, though his tone didn't hint at guilt.

"No, you're going to the bedroom. We're not done with you, big brother."

Ron grinned as his sister and daughter stood, offering their hands to help him up. He accepted the aid, and then followed the two sexy women to Christine's bedroom.

"What are you thinking about?" Christine asked, seeing a gleam in her brother's eye as she climbed into the bed with him and her niece. Reading the clues in his eyes and remembering talking about it before, Christine guessed, "You want to see us play with each other?"

Ron nodded, his lips curling into a smile.

"You have to say it," Christine admonished.

"I want to watch you go down on each other, Sissy."

Christine let out a long moan and stroked her niece's thigh. "You didn't share any of that sweet cum, so you need to make up for it." She then scooted over, lay back, and popped her legs wide open.

Lynne crawled between her aunt's legs and lightly spanked the older woman's nether lips.

"Do it. Eat my pussy for your daddy."

"You're so wet," Lynne remarked, and then leaned in to lap up her aunt's juices, "And so sweet, Aunt Christine."

Ron moved in close, his eyes locked on the enticing sight.

"Tell her, Ronnie."

"Lick her pussy and make her come, Lynne."

Those words spurred Lynne to Herculean efforts, her tongue a whirling dervish on Christine's folds.

Christine whimpered in bliss as her niece devoured her. "She's licking me so good, Ronnie."

"Come for her, Sissy."

"Mmm hmm," Lynne agreed in a moan, her mouth full of Christine's labia.

"Oh, I'm going to," Christine responded, one hand now pinching her nipples while the other rested on the back of Lynne's head.

Only a couple of minutes later, Christine felt the hot itch in her loins swelling. She whimpered and squeaked, "I'm going to come."

Lynne sucked her aunt's clit hard, setting off an explosion of orgasmic energy in Christine.

Christine's head lashed back and forth as her hands snapped to the mattress, the bedclothes bunched up in her clenched fingers. Her body trembled as she screamed in ecstasy, coming hard.

When Christine's eyes fluttered open, she grinned as she beheld Ron kissing Lynne. "Do I taste as good on her lips as you did?"

"Incredible," Ron answered as his daughter stroked his flaccid member with her fingers, silently communicating her desire to have him hard again.

"I feel like I'm about to burst," Lynne breathlessly revealed.

"Let Aunt Christine help, sweetie" Christine said as she sat up.

"I want your fingers inside me while she licks me," Lynne requested before lying down.

"Come here and finger-fuck her tight pussy while I eat her up," Christine instructed as she leaned into the V of Lynne's legs.

Ron's fingers penetrated his daughter, the sound revealing just how wet Lynne was. Christine flicked her tongue over Lynne's perfect pink folds, loving the sight of her brother's fingers plunging into Lynne's depths.

"So good. Don't stop," Lynne implored as she ascended her mountain of pleasure.

Christine kept the same feather-light touch, the tip of her tongue tickling and tantalizing Lynne's sex. The speed of Ron's thrusting fingers increased as he felt his daughter's walls clenching down on them. Color rose in Lynne's face, chest, and breasts as her pleasure mounted.

Increasingly loud, almost pained sounds of bliss bubbled from Lynne's lips as she neared the point of no return. Christine carefully gauged her timing, suddenly increasing the pressure of her tongue just as she believed Lynne was about to come.

Lynne's mouth dropped open in a silent scream. Her body twitched and trembled as the sudden change in stimulation held her in perfect ecstasy for long seconds. She then screamed and lurched as her orgasm took hold of her.

Christine moaned in excitement as she felt wetness splashing her. Spurts of girl-cum erupted from Lynne's sex, splashing both her father and her aunt with every stroke of her father's fingers. He watched with amazed fascination as his daughter's pussy squirted juices all over him.

Lynne writhed and lurched through her climax, finally finding her voice to scream after long, breathless moments. Her thrashing was enough to cause Ron's fingers to slip from her, allowing her final spurt of juices to arch high in the air, coming just as his fingers slipped free and before her nether lips could block the ejaculation.

While Lynne recovered from her climax, Christine pushed her brother down to the bed with surprising force. She then turned her attention to coaxing steel back into his flaccid member, eager to see Lynne's fantasy of taking her father's big cock deep inside her.

By the time Lynne caught her breath and managed to roll over next to her aunt, Ron's cock throbbed between his sister's lips once more. Christine slurped back up to the tip and released him with a pop, turning to ask her niece, "Are you ready?"

Lynne nodded and then turned to offer her father a sultry smile. Christine stood his erection up straight and said, "Ride him. He lasts longer that way, and he does amazing things with his muscles while you're impaled on his gorgeous cock."

Christine guided her brother's cock between Lynne's nether lips as the younger woman straddled him. Lynne sank down on his erection with a wide-eyed gasp, and then paused with him buried inside her.

All his inhibitions now eroded to dust, Ron flexed his intimate muscles to cause his cock to throb and swell inside her. "Ride my cock and come for me, honey."

Lynne leaned forward and started rocking her hips, stroking his cock inside her. "S-so good, Daddy."

"Make it come for Daddy," Ron growled.

Christine grabbed the jelly dong that had fallen to the floor and plunged it into her depths. Lying behind Lynne, she had a perfect view of the younger woman's saturated pussy slamming down onto Ron's cock.

"Oh, going to come so hard," Lynne exclaimed in staccato bursts as she bounced on her father's cock. "I want you to come too, Daddy. I want you to come inside me."

In a surprising burst of strength, Ron sat up, grasped his daughter's buttocks, and rolled her onto her back.

Lynne gasped and nearly clipped Christine with an ankle as she snapped her legs farther apart. "Fuck me, Daddy. Come in my pussy."

Grunting from the effort of driving his cock home with all the speed and strength he could muster, Ron grunted, "Not long."

"Oh! Oh, Daddy! Give it to me!" The last word trailed off into a scream as Lynne teetered on the edge of orgasm.

Short, sharp growls rumbled from Ron's lips as he pounded his cock into his daughter's pussy. Just as her walls clenched down on him and she squealed in ecstasy, he pulled her toward him at the same time as he thrust, burying his cock in his daughter's depths. With a loud, growling scream, he spurted his seed against the entrance to her womb.

At their side, Christine cried out as she too came on her toy.

For nearly a half an hour, only the sound of gasping and the bed squeaking from the writhing bodies perched upon it sounded in the bedroom.

****

Two days later, Christine waved as her brother and niece pulled out of the driveway. She heard the phone ringing just as the two cars turned the corner and passed out of sight.

Christine smiled and answered the phone. "Hello, Adam."

"Everything work out okay?"

"Perfectly," Christine purred, still tingling from her brother fucking her hard while her niece sucked her clit more than an hour before. "Have any plans for Christmas vacation?"

"Why?" Adam asked with laughter in his voice.

"Ron and Lynne are going to come stay with me until they can get settled somewhere. I thought a family get-together with Dan, Becky, and your sister might be a lot of fun."

"Sounds like a very merry Christmas."

"That's what I thought. Get over here, thinking about it is making me wet. I need a nice big cock pounding me like a jackhammer." 

"You don't have to ask me twice. See you in a few minutes. Bye."

"Mmm — bye."

Christine hung up the phone and stripped off her clothes as she walked to the bathroom for a quick shower — whistling Christmas songs all the way.

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Hope you've enjoyed this naughty tale of lust. Votes and comments are most appreciated, whether by public comment or private, anonymous feedback. Do feel free to point out any mistakes, as I didn't pass this tale through an editor before posting. I do my best to promptly respond to all feedback. If you take the time to drop me a line, I'm going to let you know I appreciate it!