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Aunt Faye Ch. 01

By: Tall_cool_one



I remember the first time I saw my "New Aunt Faye", like it was yesterday. My dad and his brother, Uncle Ned, are twins. Uncle Ned and dad had sort of a parting of the ways a long time ago and have had very little contact for almost twenty years. The story goes that they were both in love with my mother and when dad asked her to marry him, Uncle Ned took it kinda hard, leaving town to take a hi-tech job on the west coast. 

He remained single until a couple of years ago and then married a woman ten years younger than him. Mom told me about all of this a few months ago when she learned that Ned and his wife would be moving back to Florida and settling down close by. Dad didn't seem upset, but he didn't seem too excited about the idea either. Dad said that he hoped Uncle Ned had gotten over his disappointment and that they wouldn't have any hard feelings. But twins being twins, he just didn't know how it would work out.

I was nineteen at the time and in my freshman year of college. Mom and dad didn't mention any more about my aunt and uncle arriving in town. One night, I was sitting at home studying when the phone rang. Mom and dad were off to one of their friend's houses for the evening and when the phone rang I answered it. The man on the phone introduced himself as Ned, me uncle and we chatted briefly.

Ned seemed like a nice enough guy on the phone, asking if I had heard about any of the difficulties between him and my dad. I told him what mom had told me and he said that was pretty much the way things were. He also said that he felt really bad for the way he had acted and wanted to get it all straightened out with dad. I said I thought that was a great idea and hoped we could all be friends. He left his number with a message for the folks and then told me that if I wanted to drop by his place to feel free to do so anytime.

He said that my Aunt Faye was dying to meet us and would love it if I could visit. Giving me his address, he also gave me the open invitation to come by whenever I was in his neighborhood.

We live in a beach community in Northeast Florida. I attend college in the city across the Intra-coastal Waterway. The drive is about 25 miles each way and takes about an hour in traffic for the commute. I pass just a few blocks from Uncle Ned's house going in each direction so I told him I'd probably have no trouble getting to meet him within a few days.

The first time I drove up in front of their house, I saw Aunt Faye. I pulled into the driveway and stopped. Aunt Faye was sitting on the front steps, smoking a cigarette. I sat in my car and stared at the beautiful woman with my mouth hanging open. My throat went absolutely dry.

Her flaxen hair had the texture of corn silk and cascaded to the middle of her back. Her skin was bronze from many hours lying by the pool, and glistened in the late afternoon sun. She wore ragged cut-offs that barely covered her soft behind when she stood, and a hot pink band-aid halter top, which left her gorgeous boobs mostly exposed. Her lush pouting lips and long nails bore the same shade of hot pink as her top.

Aunt Faye stood on the step and took a final drag from her cigarette, then dropped it to the concrete of the driveway. I stared as she stepped off the step, crushing the butt with the sole of her clear plastic high-heeled shoe. Her toenails were painted hot pink.

She's tall, 5'-10" and I guess she weighs about 125 pounds. Her breasts filled the halter-top to overflowing. Her bottom is full and round and her cheeks rolled as she walked past the front of my car, dragging her long pink nails along the shiny paint on the hood of my car.

I hadn't taken a breath since I turned off the car. When I did, I gulped my breath in. Faye stepped up and leaned on her elbows on the windowsill on my door. I gazed into her shining blue eyes. My eyes drifted down to stare at her breasts, which hung in the miniscule halter. I looked right through between her titties and out the bottom of it. Her nipples stood out like shooter marbles.

"I'm Faye," a soft voice murmured as I stared.

I think I tried to say "I'm Dave." But I can't be sure.

"Do I know you?" Faye asked.

"I'm Ted's son," I managed to croak out.

I could feel my cock lengthening in the leg of my pants. I could feel cold sweat under my shirt. My face was scalding and the palms of my hands were wet on the steering wheel.

"You're cute," Faye breathed. "Ted's on the golf course. You want to come in for awhile?"

I was so embarrassed. I'm not exactly what you'd call a stud, or anything. I stand 6'-3'' and weigh 205. I'm not an athlete, but I'm not too much out of shape. I wouldn't call myself a ladies man, but I do all right. I date regularly and get my fair share of sex. Aunt Faye turned me to Jell-O. I could never remember being affected this way by the presence of a woman before. This female reeked of sex.

When she spoke, I could smell the cigarette on her breath. I could also smell the perfume that she was wearing and it made me light headed.

"I'd better not," I stammered. "I'll stop another time, maybe I can catch him then."

"Any time, Hon," Faye replied and pushed herself up off the car.

She stood there with me staring straight into the crotch of her cut-offs, which were cut so short that nothing but the seam was left where they disappeared between her legs. The bottoms of the pockets hung down on the front of each leg under the ragged edge. I could see wisps of blond pubic hair curling around the thick seam, pulled tight up into her cleft.

With a trembling hand, I started my car and backed slowly down the drive. I continued to stare at Aunt Faye's crotch until the loud horn from a car coming down the street brought me back to reality. Slamming on the brakes, I came to a lurching stop at the foot of her driveway.

Aunt Faye was smiling, and I was dying inside. I backed out and drove out of her sight. My cock was stiff as a steel post in my pants and I was ringing wet with sweat. My Aunt Faye was the sexiest woman I had ever seen in my life. I decided that my Uncle Ned was one lucky man.

I drove home and went directly to my room. I was leaking. A big wet spot had formed on the leg of my pants from the tremendous stimulation I had endured during my brief visit with Aunt Faye. Stripping out of my clothes, I sat on the side of my bed, holding my still granite hard cock in my hand. I closed my eyes, slowly stroking myself. Visions of Aunt Faye flooded my brain. I imagined her darkly tanned body and the way her hair seemed to float as she walked past the front of my car.

The scent of her perfume lingered in my nostrils and the vivid color of her blue eyes burned behind my closed lids. Opening my eyes, I was surprised to see my hand rapidly sliding up and down the length of my cock. Suddenly I erupted, splashing thick ropes of milky white jizz on the floor between my feet. I had never cum like that before. The feeling was intense.

I jerked off three more times that night. All the while envisioning my Aunt Faye, standing in her driveway with the sun shining on her. I was exhausted the next day during class.

I waited for four days before I drove past Uncle Ned's house again. I rolled slowly into the driveway and stopped. The garage door was open and a red Porsche, Turbo-Carrara convertible sat in the garage. I climbed out of my car and walked into the garage and admired the sleek sports car. I heard the door into the house open and looked up over the car to see Aunt Faye standing in the doorway. I felt the lump in my throat again.

"Nice car," I squeaked.

"Ned bought it for me," Aunt Faye said, stepping out into the garage, and walking around the car to where I was standing.

She wore a short, pale yellow sundress held up by the thinnest of spaghetti straps. Her nipples strained to be free. She obviously wasn't wearing a bra because the dark areola around her nipples showed plainly through the thin fabric of her dress. Her high-heeled slippers had fluffy pink puffs on the straps over her toes. We stood nearly eye-to-eye beside the car. Barely six inches separated us. She extended a long, pink-tipped finger, touching me on the arm.

"Guess what?" Aunt Faye whispered.

Goose flesh crawled over every inch of my body. "What?" I rasped.

"Your Uncle Ned just left to play golf again," Faye said, softly. "He plays almost every day."

"Oh?" Was all I could manage.

"Would you like a glass of lemonade?" Aunt Faye asked.

"Uh, sure," I answered. "That'd be nice." Jesus, was I ever being charming.

I followed Aunt Faye into the kitchen and stood there wondering what to say next. She turned to me and giggled a little girl giggle and came back over to me.

"Relax, Sweetheart. I won't bite you," she said softly, touching my cheek with the softest hand I had ever felt. "Unless you want me to."

She pointed to a tall padded stool next to the center island bar in the kitchen. I pulled the stool out and sat on it. I felt totally stupid. I'd never been dumbfounded by a woman before, and I was completely out of character. I can usually carry on a conversation without acting like a nerd.

She placed a frosty glass of lemonade on the counter by my hand and smiled, taking a stool right next to me.

"Thanks, Aunt Faye," I said.

"Why don't you just call me Faye," she said. "Aunt Faye makes me feel so old."

"You're not old," I said.

"You're so sweet," she cooed. "But I'll be thirty-three next month. How old are you, Sugar?"

"Twenty, next Monday," I answered.

I watched her lips close over the straw sticking out of her glass of lemonade. Her throat pulsed as she sucked the cool liquid into her mouth. She tilted her head back and let the refreshing drink trickle down her throat. Every movement she made was sensuous. She turned her face toward mine. The corners of her mouth were turned up in a soft smile. She moved her hand and let her hot pink nails slide over the skin on my arm, which lay on the counter top. I erupted in goose flesh for the second time in fifteen minutes.

"So sensitive to touch," she muttered.

Words evaded me again. I had a huge woody lying along my leg and was afraid to move. The strap on Faye's dress, closest to me, had slipped off her shoulder and hung down on her arm. I reached a trembling hand out and lifted it back up on her shoulder.

"First time in a long time I've had a man help me back into my clothes," Faye said.

I felt utterly helpless.

"Are you uncomfortable with me?" she asked.

"Yeah, sort of," I whispered.

"Why?" she asked.

"You're so beautiful and sexy," I answered, hardly making a sound.

Her hand moved off the counter and came to rest on my leg. Her long fingers closed along my erection.

"Oh, my," she cooed. "No wonder you're uncomfortable."

Her hand slid slowly along my hardness until she reached the wet spot where I was oozing again. Her fingers slid over the dampness and back up my length to the bottom of my zipper. She turned her stool to face me, looking deep into my eyes. I must have looked like a dear in the headlights. Her smile grew on her face when she moved her hand over me again.

"So tell me your wildest fantasy, Big Guy," she said.

Her hand stopped moving on me. I was about to cum in my pants. I had no idea about any fantasies. I wanted to run home and jerk off. This woman was making me crazy. God she smelled fantastic. I couldn't think.

"You're not a virgin, are you?" She asked.

"Of course not," I answered.

"You're ready to explode in your pants, aren't you?" She whispered.

"Yes," I whispered back.

Her hands found the button on my pants and pulled it open. She slowly tugged the zipper down and pulled me off the stool to stand in front of her. Pushing me pants and shorts down at the same time, she sank to her knees in front of me and pushed me back on the stool. With my pants around my ankles, she took my throbbing prick in both hands and pumped me firmly for about a minute until I felt myself convulse and send a huge glob of gooey sperm arching through the air, landing squarely on Faye's beautiful face right next to her nose. She opened her mouth wide and the second spurt disappeared into her throat. The next two streams draped across her eye and chin. The last one landed in her hair above her forehead.

I was shaking as I watched Faye lean forward, taking my still rigid cock into her mouth, sucking firmly. Her cheeks hollowed as she increased the suction on me, emptying every last drop from I had to offer.

She turned her cum splattered face up to me smiling, "I guess you were ready," she giggled.

She took her fingers and wiped the thick semen from her face and licked it off with her tongue. She repeated this until she had cleaned most of it from her face. Standing, she leaned forward and covered my mouth with hers. I could taste my cum in her mouth. My cock was as hard as it had ever been.

Faye reached up under her dress and pulled her panties down her long shapely legs. Dropping them on the counter next to my glass, she turned around and presented her naked backside to me.

"I want that hard pecker in my pussy, Sweetie," she hissed.

My pants were still bunched around my ankles so I kind of waddled up behind her and pushed my cock into her as she lay forward over the counter. She was positively dripping. I slid into her warm cunt in one smooth motion, burying myself balls deep in her wetness.

"Now fuck me," Faye said.

I started slowly and increased the speed 'til I was hammering her against the edge of the countertop. She wailed like a banshee each time I slapped into her. I was afraid I was hurting her but when I slowed down, she screamed for me to fuck her harder. After the tremendous load I had splashed across her face, it took me a long time to cum again. But when I did, it was with a fury that I had never experienced before. Her orgasms were coming continuously when I finally unleashed my flood into her. She went ballistic, screaming and kicking her legs out behind me as I ground my prick deep into her hot sheath.

When it was over, we were both bathed in sweat. The lemonade had been spilled across the counter and ran down the front of the cabinet onto the floor. Our legs were coated with sticky fuck juices that had oozed from our loins as we coupled. I was drained. Faye lay there, seemingly lifeless, face down on the counter.

"Nice to meet you," she gasped, when her breathing slowed a bit.

"Oh, yeah." I said. "Very nice."

"Ned's going to wonder what happened to the kitchen," she said.

"I'll help you clean it up," I said, pulling my cum stained britches back up over my hips.

"I'll clean it up," she told me, then she kissed me hard on the mouth and squeezed my cock through my pants.

Faye looked me square in the eye and said, "Go home, David. Before Ned gets here. I don't think he'd understand what's happened here."

"I'm sorry, Faye," I said.

"Don't be sorry," she said. "Just promise me you'll call me tomorrow so we can talk."

"Absolutely," I said, pushing the door to the garage open and leaving her standing in the kitchen.

I hadn't answered her question about my fantasy yet.

Aunt Faye Ch. 02



It was the middle of the night. It was dark, and I couldn't sleep. And my doo-dad was hard again. If I kept jerking off every couple of hours, I was surely going to wear the skin off of it. The image of Aunt Faye's face, splattered with cum, staring up at me, danced in my brain every time I closed my eyes.

I had been in the presence of Aunt Faye for a total of about forty-five minutes. I'd cum on her face and in her pussy. I had still not seen her tits. She wants me to call her tomorrow to talk. I haven't met my Uncle Ned yet. I sure hope he doesn't find out about yesterday.

I drove past their house on my way to classes the next morning. A shiny black Lincoln Navigator sat in the driveway, which I assumed belonged to my Uncle. I didn't stop. My last class for the day ended at 1:55. I was nervous as a cat and really didn't know what I was going to say to my Aunt. But, I dropped some coins into a pay phone before I felt campus and waited for the phone to ring seven times before her soft sweet voice answered.

"Hello?"

"Aunt, I mean, Faye?" I stammered.

"Oh, David, is that you?" Faye gushed.

"Yeah," I answered.

"Are you all right, Sweetie?" She asked.

"Sure, you?" I said.

"I'm just as fine as I can be, Sweetie." She said. "Can you stop at the house on your way home?"

"Uh, you think it's a good Idea?" I asked, nervously.

"Oh, I think it would be a wonderful idea," she purred. "Especially if you're horny."

I could feel my balls squirm when she asked that question. I was so horny, I could hardly stand up straight.

"Is Uncle Ned there?" I asked, hopefully.

"Yes, and he desperately wants to meet you before he has to leave, how soon can you get here?" She asked.

"Twenty minutes," I said, relieved that Ned would be home.

I drove to their house, in Commodores Point, which is an upscale subdivision fronting the river in the Arlington section of Jacksonville. The black SUV and the Porsche were both in the driveway. I parked behind the sports car.

As I climbed out of my car, I thought I saw my father come out of the house. I was astonished at the resemblance Uncle Ned bore for my dad. Then I remembered that they are twins. He rushed over with his hand pushed out and grabbed mine in a bear like handshake.

"Well," He bellowed. "We finally get to meet. Faye told me you stopped by yesterday. Sorry I missed you, but I play golf whenever I get a chance and the weather is cooperative."

"Hi," I said, as he shook me to my foundation. "Nice to meet you, too."

"Faye told me you were a handsome boy. She called it right." He said. "Look, I hate to have to run like this, but we have a tee time. Faye's in the house. Just go on in and say hi. We'll catch up on things later."

With that, Uncle Ned climbed into his SUV and left me standing on the driveway. I turned and looked toward the front of the house. Faye was standing in the living room looking out the big bay window at me. It looked like she was naked. I went inside. Faye was naked.

"Well, you got to meet your uncle." Faye stated. "Are you impressed?"

"He's looks and just like my father," I answered. "In fact, I thought it was him coming out of the house."

"I hope that's where the similarity ends. Because if your father fucks like Ned does, your mother's had a shitty life." She said.

"She's never complained to me," I said. "But then, that's not a topic that comes up in conversation much around our house."

"Too bad," Faye said, smiling. "I'll bet you have lots of fascinating stories to tell. A big stud like you must be getting plenty of action over there at the college."

I was blushing. Faye came up to me and wrapped her arms around my neck and smothered me with a huge wet kiss. Her tongue wormed its way deep into my mouth and twisted around mine. My dick crawled up against her naked belly and throbbed.

"Let's go in the bedroom and see what kind of trouble we can get into." Faye breathed in my ear.

She pulled me by the hand down the hallway and into her bedroom. We stopped in the middle of the room, where she started to remove my clothes. When I was standing there naked, she stepped back and looked at me. I looked at her too. It was finally starting to sink in that she had been naked ever since I entered the house. Aunt Faye is gorgeous.

I had admired her boobs yesterday, today I ogled them. They stood out like beacons calling my ship onto the rocks. I judged her to be at least thirty-eight inches, large and firm. Her dark areola, nearly two inches across, circled around big budding nipples. I leaned forward, closing my lips on one of her firm orbs.

Her hands came to my face and held me as I suckled her. Faye mewled when I flicked my tongue on the stiff nub between my lips. I first attended to one, and then moved to the other, leaving her nipples shining with my saliva and standing rock hard on her mounds.

Faye pulled me to the bed and we tumbled down on it. As she pushed back across the bed, I grabbed her by the foot and sucked her pink painted toes into my mouth. A long low moan escaped from her lips.

"I want to taste you," Faye gasped, pulling herself up. "I want your cock."

She pushed me back and straddled my face, closing her hot mouth over my dick. I pulled her down and jammed my tongue deep in her hot sheath. Faye is a natural blond. This was the first time I had ever seen a rug that matched the drapes. I swept my tongue through her damp petals and lashed out at her thick clit, bringing a sharp gasp from her. She drew her mouth off my cock.

"Oh, God, that feels so good," she croaked. "Do it again and I'll cum for you."

I dipped my tongue back into her sleeve, dragging it slowly across her distended love button. Faye went off like a cherry bomb. I felt her nails gripping my legs and her face push down onto my belly as her orgasm hit her. Her teeth clamped down on the soft flesh above my cock and she screamed. Faye had screamed yesterday when she came too.

Suddenly, her mouth was alive on my cock. Both hands assisted her mouth as she went to work. I groaned this time. Then, I had this feeling, like we were being watched. My head was still between her legs so I couldn't look around, but I still had the sensation. I got over it in a hurry when Faye dislodged herself from my cock and flipped over on the bed.

"Stick it in me," she whispered. "I want your cock in me, now."

I turned around, moved between her wide spread thighs and pushed into her sopping wet pussy. I surveyed the room as I threaded my way deep into her center. There was a window on either side of the headboard of the bed. Each was covered with shear curtains that would afford anyone who wanted to spy, a nearly unobstructed view of most of the bed. The bedroom door was open and you could see straight down the hall into the living room. Anyone in the living room would be looking directly at the foot of the bed. I couldn't see anyone looking into the room, but I knew that I felt as though we had been watched.

Faye locked her heels behind my back and pulled herself tight onto me. I lowered my full weight against her and pushed hard into her. We started bucking into each other. Faye likes it when we smack together. Her convulsions were coming quickly, and getting more intense. I could feel the sensations building in my gut and knew that I was about to cum too.

"I'm gonna cum, Faye," I rasped in her ear, slamming into for all I was worth.

"So, cum already!" She screamed and started to dig her nails into my back.

I blasted into her hot cunt. Again and again, filling her with a river of thick sperm. Faye raked at my back with her nails, screaming for me to fuck her harder. She flailed under me, pushing us high off the bed with her feet and legs, and letting us drop back down. Her teeth sank into the front of my shoulder, leaving a dark bruise.

I saw a shadow move past the window out of the corner of my eye. By the time I turned my head, it was gone.

"Someone's been watching us," I gasped in her ear.

Fear clouded her face and she pushed me up. My cock was still buried deep in her pussy. I could feel her slowly milking it.

"Oh, God. Who do you think it was?" She hissed.

"Don't know. Just caught a glimpse of a shadow on the curtain," I said.

"Fuck!" She screamed. "It can't be Ned."

I crawled off the bed and went into the bathroom for a towel. Faye had gone down the hall and wasn't in the bedroom when I returned. I wiped myself on the towel and pulled my pants and shirt on quickly. When I entered the living room, I looked out the front window and saw a dark blue Toyota move out of my line of sight. I moved over to the window and looked down the street. I saw the car turn the corner. This time I got a good look at it and saw that a woman was behind the wheel. The car seemed familiar but didn't ring a bell.

Faye stepped up behind me and touched me on the shoulder, nearly sending me to the emergency room with a heart attack.

"Did you see who it was?' She asked.

"No, but I think I've seen the car before," I replied.

Faye had wrapped herself in a thin chiffon peignoir. She looked shaken, but still very sexy. I kissed her hard and told her not to worry.

"Whoever it was just got an eye full of two people having a very good time," I said.

It sounded kinda lame to me too, but it was the best I could do at the moment.

"Thank God it wasn't Ned," Faye breathed, visibly nervous.

"We'll find out soon enough," I said. "Or maybe it was just a peeping Tom."

"Maybe I should close the drapes, next time." Faye said, softly. "That is, if you ever want to come back again."

"I'll be back," I reassured her, turning for the door.

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I drove slowly back to the beach. The image of the blue car stuck in my mind. I parked in my spot in front of the house and went inside. It appeared that I had beaten everybody else home, which was fine with me. I needed a shower to cleanse the aftermath of my wild session with my aunt off my body, and settle my frazzled nerves.

I dumped my cum stained pants and shorts in the hamper in my bathroom and climbed beneath the spray of the shower. Aunt Faye was still on my mind as I lathered myself. I felt myself thicken when I ran my suds filled hand between my legs to wash away the dried cum matting my hair. Almost unconsciously, I stroked my cock to full hardness and proceeded to jerk off into the shower drain. Just as I exploded, I groaned out loud.

As my cum jettisoned against the wall, I thought I heard a grunt and turned my head in time to see a shape disappear from the bathroom door. It took a few seconds for me to stop cumming and rinse off. I grabbed a towel, dashed through the bathroom, and out the bedroom door into the hallway. I almost ran over my mother who was leaning against the wall, covering her face and sobbing into her hands.

"Ma!" I blurted out, "What are you doing?"

"I'm so sorry, David," she sobbed. "I didn't mean for you to see me. I didn't know what you were doing, I'm so sorry."

"Ma, I was taking a shower," I said.

"I know that," she whined. "I mean the other thing you were doing."

"How long did you watch?" I asked.

The sobbing continued.

"How long, Ma," I persisted.

"Long enough to see what you were doing," she wailed.

Suddenly, the fog lifted from my brain and I remembered the blue Toyota, leaving Faye's house. My mother drives a blue Toyota. I looked at my mother, who still had her face covered with her hands.

Mom is about 5'-5" tall, which makes me about eight inches taller. I leaned a hand against the wall, on either side of her head and looked straight into her hands.

"Mother, look at me," I said.

She continued to cry.

"Mother. Please stop crying and look at me," I repeated.

Her sobs quieted, somewhat and she spread her fingers. Two bloodshot, tear-filled eyes peeked at me from between her fingers. "What?"

"Tell me the truth, Ma. Were you at Uncle Ned's house this afternoon?" I asked, firmly.

The waterworks started afresh, which pretty much answered my question. But I still wanted to hear her version of the story.

"Ma, answer me," I said.

"Alright!" She shrieked. "I was at Ned's today."

"Why?' I asked.

"I wanted to talk to him before Ted did," she blubbered. "I wanted to tell him that Ted isn't upset."

"Why would dad be upset?" I asked. "Ned is the one who went away mad, isn't he?"

"Yes, but Ted found out that Ned and I had been sleeping together while I was going out with your father!" She howled.

Oops! The plot is thickening as we went along.

"So, he got riled up because you married him instead of Ned?" I said. "I don't get it."

"Well," she mewled. "I was dating both your dad and Ned all through high school. Most times, we'd all go together. It was fun. Then Ned, who was always the wild one, started to get fresh with me, trying to get me to go to bed with him. I resisted him for a long time. Then one night, your father came to me and asked me if I had ever made it with Ned. I told him no, which was the truth at the time. One thing led to another, and before you knew it, I was in the back seat of your dad's car giving up my virginity. The next time I went out with Ned, I let him have me too. I figured what was good for one was good for the other."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. My mother was confessing her pre-marital sins to me, after spying on me twice on the same day.

"This went on for more than a year," she continued. "Neither of them knew about the other until after Ted and I were married. Then Ned left in a huff and Ted asked me about Ned and I. I couldn't lie to him, so I told him the truth. He got all strange on me for a while, but I convinced him how much more he meant to me and things got better. Then you came along and all memory of Ned disappeared."

"Did you love Ned?" I asked, not really wanting to hear the answer.

"Both of them were madly in love with me," she said. "But I was having fun. Both of them were taking me out and buying me presents. Ted asked me to get married first, so I said yes. I think it killed Ned."

"Did you love dad?" I asked.

"Sure I love him," she whispered.

"Did you love him when you married him?" I insisted.

"I don't know." She sobbed and the tears came back.

My mother had just admitted to gold digging with my dad and his brother. And she had confessed to marrying dad without really loving him at the time. I was confused.

"Ted is the gentle one," she said. "Ned was wild and crazy. I figured Ted was the best bet so I grabbed at the chance. When you came into my life, he didn't matter as much any more. Besides, I had another thing going on that made it even more bizarre. I was having a relationship with one of my teachers from high school."

"What kind of relationship?" I probed.

"The sexual kind, Honey," she smiled when she said it.

"You were balling one of your teachers?" I yelped.

"Not exactly like that," she said. "It was a female teacher."

I felt the towel slip from my hips and drop to the floor. I was still leaning against the wall, with my mother's face between my arms. It didn't occur to me at the time that I was standing in front of my mother, having a very interesting conversation about her sex life as a teen-ager, in the raw. I don't think she tuned in on it yet either.

"You're a lesbian?" I croaked.

"Of course not, Sweetie," she said, taking her face in my hands. "I just have bi-sexual urges every now and then. What's so terrible about that? Besides, neither Ned nor your dad is that hot in the sack. In fact, Ted and I don't have much of a sex life at all, anymore. I just wanted to see Ned and explain things before he and Ted had a face to face. Am I making any sense?"

"Just answer me one question," I said. "What were you doing outside of the bedroom window at Ned's house this afternoon?"

"I went by their house to talk to Ned," she began. " I saw your car there and couldn't understand why you would be there. When I went up to the screen door in front, I could hear someone screaming inside the house. The door was open so I walked in to see if everything was all right. I looked down the hallway and saw two people on the bed. She had her face buried in somebody's belly hollering for them to keep licking her pussy. I didn't know it was you, but can you understand how confused I was? I thought you might be out by the pool so I went around the house to see. I heard the screaming through the open window and I just stopped and looked in. When I saw that it was you with that woman, I couldn't believe my eyes. I tried to walk away, but it was hopeless. I've never seen anything like that in my life. I got so hot watching you I almost died."

"I saw you," I said. "But I didn't know it was you. And I saw your car turning the corner, but still didn't know it was you until just now."

"I'm so sorry, David," she said, hanging her head on her chest.

"Oh. My God, David!" She gasped.

"What?" I asked.

She looked down. So did I. I was fully erect. My pulsing hard cock was just an inch from the front of her dress.

"You're so big!" She whispered.

She reached down, wrapping her slender fingers around my engorged prick. She just held it, while she stared.

"I saw you when you were in the shower but I had no idea," she said.

Slowly she slid her fingers down and then back up along my hardness.

"What are you doing, Ma?" I rasped.

"I don't know, David," she whispered. "I just don't know. I got so worked up before."

"Ma, dad will be home any second. I don't think this is such a good idea, do you?" I asked.

"No," she said, dropping her hand to her side.

I leaned forward to give her a peck on the cheek. She came up on her toes and covered my lips with hers in an extremely passionate kiss. Her tongue probed into my mouth, searching until she found mine. I lashed back at her. Then I pushed her away.

"Not now, Ma," I said. "Dad would never understand. I'm not sure that I do"

"We're not finished with this conversation, David." Mother insisted.

"No, Mother," I said, touching her cheek. "I don't expect that we are."



Aunt Faye Ch. 03



After the scene with my mother in the hallway, I went back to finish my shower. I was shaking like a leaf. I had no more idea what to do next, than the Man In The Moon. My mother had spilled her guts and then she tried to put the big moves on me right there in the hallway. My dad must really be neglecting his husbandly duties, because Ma is hotter than a two-dollar pistol.

I'd never thought of my mother in a sexual way before, but I had to admit she isn't that bed to look at. She's a little bit on the soft side, but then what do you want at forty-three? Her hair's soft and long, kind of sandy brown and shiny. She's got a pretty round face and great boobs. I'd just found out she is a fantastic kisser. And her hands feel good on you too.

I don't know what the old man must be thinking. Ma is ready to explode. I think my Uncle Ned had better look out, too. Given the right set of circumstances, he might be in for a rude awakening. Thinking back over the last two days, I reckoned that I had better keep my mind clear. My mother had already discovered me in bed with my Aunt Faye. It could easily happen again, only the next time it could be my Uncle Ned and that would be a little bit tougher to talk my way out of. Besides, Ma hadn't even asked me about Aunt Faye. I still had that to look forward to.

I had just finished dressing, when I heard a soft knock on the door. I opened it and it was Ma.

"Dinner is ready, David," she said in a soft voice, looking deep into my eyes. "Please don't be angry with me."

I took her hands in mine and pulled her into the room, pushing the door closed with my toe.

"I am not angry," I said. "Just a bit confused about all of this."

"I love you so much, Davy," she whispered.

I hate it when she calls me Davy. "It's okay, Ma," I said. "We'll work this out. You'll see."

She hugged me tightly and turned and opened the door. I followed her to the kitchen. Dad was sitting in his customary seat on the end of the table.

"Hi, Son," he said, brightly.

Hi ya, Pop. What's Up?" I answered.

That would be the extent of our conversation for the evening, or so I thought. Dad wasn't much for long discussions these days. But he fooled me this time.

"I think we'll invite your Uncle Ned and his wife over on Sunday to celebrate your birthday," he said. "That way, we can meet your new aunt and get to know them a bit."

"I've already met them," I said.

"Oh?" He questioned. "How's that?"

"Uncle Ned called a few days ago and invited me to stop by their place," I answered. "It's not far out of the way I take to school. I only got to speak to him for a minute before he had to go play golf, but I got to know Faye pretty well."

The sweat was crawling down the small of my back. Mother was smiling at me. I think I wanted to be somewhere else, like on another planet.

"Faye, is it?" He asked. "We're awfully friendly already, aren't we?"

"I'm sure of that," Ma said, under her breath.

"Well, you know. She's very nice," I said. "Easy to look at too."

Ma rolled her eyes and cleared her throat, "Sunday will be fine, Ted. Why don't you invite them for brunch."

Dad called Uncle Ned and invited them for Sunday, then disappeared into the den to poke his head in the television. I was beginning to understand a little of what my mother was alluding to earlier. My dad had turned into a major couch potato.

I went to my room to do some reading for an economics class I was taking. Stereo instructions are much more exciting. I had dozed off. The movement of my bed startled me out of my slumber. My mother had entered the room and sat on the edge of my bed. She looked like she had been crying again.

"What's wrong, Ma?" I asked.

"I'm so sorry for what I did this afternoon," she sniffled.

"Why don't we just forget all about it?" I asked.

"I can't," she answered.

"Why not?" I asked.

"Because," she answered again.

"Because why?" I asked. This was getting ridiculous.

"Because it was so exciting," she whispered. "I've never had an orgasm like that."

"Like what?" I asked.

"Like that girl had," she answered.

"That was Aunt Faye," I said.

She stared at me, with her mouth hanging open. "That was Aunt Faye you were screwing this afternoon? Does your uncle know about this?"

"I hope not," I said. "But I think I'd better stay away from her. You found out only the second time I went there. Ned could walk in on us just as easy."

"You were there before today?" She asked.

"Yesterday, and the day before," I told her.

"My God, David! Are you crazy?" She gasped. "Ned will kill you if he finds out. He was so jealous of your father it made him nutsy. When he found out I was fooling around with both of them he nearly had a stroke. Then when I married Ted, he just exploded before he moved away."

"Sunday is going to be a real drag," I said.

"Maybe not," Mom said. "The guys will have twenty years to catch up on."

"What about Faye?" I asked.

"You know her. Do you think she'll say anything about the two of you?" Mom asked.

"I don't know what to think," I answered.

I was laying with my head propped up on a pile of pillows. Ma squirmed around and snuggled next to me, under my arm with her head resting on my chest. She sort of scrunched up against me in a little ball. My hand wrapped around down her back and rested on her hip. Her hand was laying on my stomach.

"Was it exciting?" She whispered.

"Was what exciting?" I asked.

"You know, with Faye," she said. "Was it exciting to make love with her?"

"Ma," I said. "I don't think we were making love. But yes, she's the most exciting woman I've ever been with."

"I think she was enjoying what ever it was you were doing to her," Ma stated.

"The way she kept screaming, I'd have to agree," I said.

"I've never been that excited," she whispered. "I've only done it with Ned and your dad. And, of course Colleen Gilbert a few times over the years. The only time I have an orgasm is with Colleen. And I haven't seen her in a long time."

"You mean you don't get off when you do it with dad?" I asked.

"I don't think I ever have," she said softly. "Your dad and Ned never took very much time making it exciting. I got so hot watching you and Faye today, that I masturbated in the car on the way back here." 

"Geez, Ma, in the car?" I asked.

"I had to. I was on fire," she whispered. "What were you doing to her to make her scream?"

"Aw, Ma," I complained.

"Tell me, David," she insisted.

"I was licking her clit with my tongue," I mumbled.

"Colleen does that so well," she mused. "Ted refuses to have oral sex with me. Either way. Ned only liked it when I did it to him, as I recall."

Mother's hand had been idly moving around on my bare stomach as we were talking. I had a dark bruise just under the waistband of my pajama bottoms. I always wear short-legged pajamas at night. I also had a nasty set of tooth marks on my chest a couple of inches above my nipple, right under mom's nose. All the talk about sex was sending messages to my dick telling it to get hard, but I was willing it not to with all my strength. I was gradually losing the battle. A long lump was forming in my drawers.

"Did I do that to you?" Ma whispered.

"This is nuts, Ma," I whispered back. "Dad could walk in here any minute and there would be hell to pay."

"He's asleep in front of the television, just like every other night of his life," she spat out. "Besides, when was the last time he was in this room?"

"I can't remember," I said. "But still."

Her hand slid slowly down over my belly. I watched her fingers disappear under the elastic band holding my pajamas up. I held my breath until she closed her fingers around me, then I exhaled through my teeth. I was hard as an iron spike.

"You're so big," she said. "Now I know why Faye was screaming."

Her hand moved up and down the length of my shaft. I couldn't get it straight in my mind. But I was lying in bed with my mother, letting her play with my pecker.

"Ma, are you sure about this?" I asked. "What if dad should walk in here?"

"I locked your door when I came in," she said. "Don't worry so much."

She ran her thumb over the end of my cock and smeared the droplets forming there around making me slippery. She pulled her hand away and got up on her knees, pulling my pajamas down over my hips. I was buck-naked in front of my mother now. My hard cock lay up along my belly.

I watched as she shrugged out of her housecoat and threw it off the bed onto the floor. Her big soft tits hung on her chest. Taking my cock back in her hand, she leaned forward and took my smooth round cock head between her lips. Mom's mouth was hot and wet. Her tongue was alive. It was obvious that she had very little experience. But what she lacked in skill, she made up for with enthusiasm.

"Slow down, Ma," I said. "You'll make me cum too quick if you keep sucking so hard. Just slide your mouth up and down and use your hand too."

She learned quickly and soon she had a smooth motion going. Her mouth felt like velvet on me.

"That's it, Ma. Now you're suckin' cock," I said, throwing my head back on the pillows, enjoying the moment.

"Let me eat you, Ma," I said, putting my hands on her face to stop her from making me cum.

She turned over on her back and laid her head on the pillows. I crawled between her thighs and lowered my face into her soft hairy bush. She smelled like flowers. I wedged my tongue between her puffy petals and was welcomed buy a quick release of her female lubricants, which washed over my tongue and chin. I sucked her flow into my mouth and savored the flavor of her juices.

Mother sucked her breath in, groaning loudly was she exhaled.

"Ma," I warned. "You gotta cool it or Dad will hear you."

She pulled a pillow from under her head and stuffed the corner of it in her mouth. I returned my tongue to her drenched pussy, giving her distended clit my full attention. When my tongue hit her cum switch, it triggered a series of swift, hard contractions. She grabbed two hands full of my hair, clamping her thighs tightly to either side of my head. The pillow in her mouth stifled the long moan that escaped from her lips. She flooded my face with her love juices. I lapped away, trying to capture all of her flow and keep licking her clit at the same time.

She was squeezing my head so tightly between her thighs that I had to push her knees apart so I could get some air. I knew in my heart what we were doing was terribly wrong, but I couldn't stop myself. I moved up between her legs and aimed my stiff cock into her hot love tunnel. Her pussy felt loose around me, but I could feel her heat all the way down to my toes as our bodies came close together.

I pushed fully into her damp sheath and I could feel my cock nestle against the very bottom of her hole. God, she felt wonderful. Her hands went under my arms and around my back, while her legs wrapped around my waist, digging her heels into my rump. I started to pump slowly into her with long steady strokes. She helped me with her legs. Each time we came together, I felt my cock rubbing firmly against her cervix.

The pillow over her face fell away and when she started to moan again, I covered her mouth with mine. She got the point and attempted to refrain from moaning so loud. Our speed increased, until we were franticly hammering together. We fucked like this for a long time. The apparent looseness of her cunt allowed me to hold off until she was erupting like a volcano, before I filled her with a tremendous flood of scalding semen.

We lay together for a very long time. I rolled off and lay beside her with my hand gently massaging one of her soft titties.

"What have we done, David?" She whispered.

"I would say we just done something which is absolutely taboo," I answered, softly. I leaned over and kissed her tenderly on the lips. I lingered, letting my tongue glide along her lower lip.

"We will surely burn in hell for what we've done," she opined. "But it's too late to worry about that."

"I would say so," I replied. "What are we going to do now?"

"All I know is," she said. "It was wonderful. I don't know who taught you to do those things, but I'm thankful for the day that they did. If you let me, I'll try and learn how to make you feel good to, David."

"Ma, you did just fine," I said. "But we have got to be careful. Dad will freak if he finds out."

Just then, the toilet flushed in the bathroom across the hall from my bedroom door.

"You in there, Meredith?" Dad called from outside my door.

Mom jumped from the bed, quickly pulling her robe on and belting it tightly around her waist. I jumped under the covers on the bed. This all took about four seconds.

"I'm just saying good night to David, Ted," she said, calmly. "I'll be along directly."

She smiled, leaning over to kiss me on the forehead.

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The next day was Saturday, so I had no classes. Dad went off somewhere, as usual for him on Saturday. Mother was in a wonderful mood, so she announced that she was going to the mall to spend some money. 'You go, Girl'. I was on lawn detail. I decided to mow early before it got too hot. By 10:30, I had all the yard work done and was getting ready for a shower when the phone rang.

"Is this David?" The lilting voice on the phone questioned.

"It is," my reply.

"It's Faye. Are you all right?" She asked.

"I'm simply wonderful," I answered.

"I'm worried about yesterday," she said.

"Don't be," I told her. I've already gotten to the bottom of it and it's been handled."

I proceeded to relate the rest of my day yesterday, after leaving her house. 

"You did what?" She gasped, when I told her about my mother.

"I had sex with her last night," I reiterated. "And like you said, she told me that dad and Ned are both duds in bed."

"My God, David. That's incest!" She said, incredulously.

"It was just sex," I repeated. "Just like you and I had sex."

"But she's your mother," she went on. "I'm only your aunt."

"She likes it with women too," I hastened. "She's had a female lover for years."

Faye was silent.

"Faye, you there?" I asked.

"Yes, David. I'm here," she whispered.

"What's wrong, Faye?" I asked.

"Nothing. I was just thinking," she said. "What did you tell her about us?"

"She watched us for a long time yesterday," I said. "I didn't have to say very much. She said we made her so hot that she masturbated in the car while she was driving home."

"I want to meet her, David," Faye said.

"You will tomorrow. You're coming for brunch with Ned, aren't you?" I asked.

"I forgot. To celebrate your birthday on Monday," she answered. "I don't know if I can wait that long to see you."

I heard the doorbell ring in Faye's phone.

"Hang on a minute, Hon," Faye said, laying the phone down and going to the door.

I could hear Faye speaking to someone, but it was unclear whom. I waited patiently for her to return to the phone. The voices grew louder as whomever it was had been allowed into the house and they came closer to where the phone lay on the table. I listened intently as the voices became more recognizable.

"I'm so glad we finally get to meet, Meredith," Faye was saying.

Christ, it was mother at Faye's house.

"Oh, Sweetie, so am I," Mother said. "You have such a lovely home. David has told me so much about you, I feel like we're old friends already."

"He's quite a kid," Faye said.

"So I'm finding out," Mother said, giggling. "I wanted to explain about yesterday."

"Meredith, there's no reason to worry about yesterday," Faye said, softly. "David has already told me all about it."

"Oh, he has?" Mom asked. 'How much?"

"Pretty much all of it," Faye said. "I'm so relieved that it wasn't my husband."

"What else has David told you about yesterday?" Mother asked, nervously.

I could hear a rustling sound over the phone. They must have moved or something.

"He's quite a lover, isn't he?" Faye asked.

"Then he's told you about us already?" Mom asked.

"Your secret is safe with me, Sugar," Faye said.

"I'm so ashamed of what we did," Mom said. "It just happened. I couldn't stop myself after seeing the two of you together. Ted doesn't pay much attention to me any more. I get lonely."

I heard her sobbing. Then I heard Faye soothing her. Faye was telling her she was beautiful and Ted must be just like Ned. Ma told Faye how gorgeous she was and wondered how could Ned be so stupid.

Then Faye said, "We're so fortunate to have David."

It got really quiet for several minutes. I could hear them moving around but neither of them said anything. I thought I heard one of them moan, but I wasn't sure.

Faye came back to the phone and asked, "Are you still there, David?"

"Yes," I said.

"I'll call you back later, Sweetheart," She said.

The line went dead. I sat listening to the quiet phone for a few seconds wondering what had just happened. My mind was going a mile a minute. I hung up and took my shower. Guess what, I jerked off thinking about Faye and Ma.

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Dad had been home over an hour when Ma finally came in dragging two huge armloads of packages. She had indeed been to the mall. From all outward appearances, she was starting to buy herself a new wardrobe. She was in a great mood.

"Wait until you see what I bought," she said, softly as she passed me on her way down the hall.

Dad had a pained look on his face as he mixed himself a strong bourbon. He vanished into the den.

I waited briefly and followed Mom down the hall to their bedroom. She was shuffling through her packages, selecting several small bags and boxes and setting them separate from the other parcels. She looked up and smiled broadly when I entered the room.

"I feel absolutely alive," she said, walking over and hugging me.

She turned her face up and kissed me warmly on the lips. She tasted like Aunt Faye's pussy. I mentioned that to her.

"Isn't she just the most precious thing?" Mom asked.

"Ma," I whispered. "What did you two do?"

"The same thing you did, Darling," she beamed. "And it was wonderful! Then we went to Regency Mall and I bought some new clothes. Wait until you see!"

I thought my mother had taken leave of her senses because she began showing me all sorts of sexy under-things she and Faye had purchased.

"I can't wait for you to see me in them," she bubbled. "Faye and I had so much fun trying them on in the store. She got herself a few pretty things too. God, she has such a hot body. I wish I had her figure."

"I think I need to study for a while," I said, backing quickly from her room and retreating to the sanctity of my own.

I was about to close my door when the phone rang. I heard Mom answer it and say a few words. Then she called out for me to pick up in my room. It was Faye.

"See you tomorrow, Honey," Mother said, signing off as I picked up.

"David?" Faye breathed into the phone.

"Hi Faye," I answered.

"I apologize for earlier," she began. "I sort of forgot you were on the line when Meredith came to the door."

"No problem," I said.

"Darling," Faye said. "Your mother is the sweetest person. I just love her. We are going to have so much fun together."

"Huh?" I said.

"Oh, never mind," she said. "Can you come see me?"

"Now?" I asked.

"Don't you want to?" She questioned.

"Of course I do, but I think I had better stick around for a while and help Ma," I said. "She hasn't started dinner and I think she wants to show me some of her new stuff."

"Oh, Sweetie," she gushed. "Wait until you see how hot she looks."

"I'll call you later," I said. "Okay?"

"Bye, lover," Faye oozed.

I was in deep trouble. My mouth was dry so I ducked out of my room to get a soda from the kitchen. When I returned to my room, my mother was standing in the middle wearing a dark burgundy bra and panties with a garter belt and stockings of the same color. Her ample tits were pushed up high and together, spilling over the top of the lacy under garment. She stood taller than normal because of the high spiked heels on her feet. Ma dazzled. My balls itched suddenly.




Aunt Faye Ch. 03



I whistled softly, wrapping my arms around her and cupping one of her butt cheeks with each hand. Our lips met in a hot kiss.

"You have lost it altogether, Ma," I said. "If dad walks down the hall and sees you dressed like this, he's going to have a conniption fit!"

"You're probably right, David," she said, gazing at me. "But don't you think I look sexy?"

"Sweetie, you look like a Playboy centerfold," I said. "Now go back in there and take that stuff off before dad catches you."

She kissed me again and fled. I was going to be a nervous wreck, I just knew it. And, I had a hard on again.

I waited until I settled down then changed into my swimsuit. I went back through the kitchen, and out into the back yard to sit by the pool. It was almost six in the evening and still extremely warm for the middle of June. The house was blocking the evening sun so it was quite pleasant outside. I could hear the sound of the surf on the beach beyond the next row of houses and the sounds of the neighborhood. I was dozing when Mom called out for me to come in for dinner.

She was busy serving plates as I took my place at the table. She was still in a marvelous frame of mind, humming and just as cheerful as she could be.

"What's eating her?" Dad asked, plunking down in his chair.

"She seems all right to me," I answered. "She just got home from the mall. That always makes her happy."

"Until I get the bill for all the crap she bought," he grumbled.

"Geez, Dad. Give it a rest," I said. "She's deserves it. She worked all those years."

"Yeah, and now she sits on her ass and does nothing," he complained.

I gave up. We ate in silence.

"David, will you take me to a movie tonight?" Ma asked.

"Sure, I guess so," I answered, dumbfounded.

"Good," she said. "I'll just load these dishes in the dishwasher and we can go."

I had no idea what this was all about. We got into my car and she instructed me to drive up to Jacksonville Beach and pull in the lot behind the Presbyterian Church. I did as instructed and parked where she told me. We waited for a few minutes and watched as Faye drove into the lot and pulled up next to my car. She climbed out of the Porsche and slid in next to mother. They both looked radiant.

"Now let's take a drive down to St. Augustine," Faye said.

I pulled out of the lot and headed south to The Ancient City. I was completely in the dark. And it was almost dark by the time we got to the outskirts of Vilano Beach and turned to cross the bridge into St. Augustine.

"Drive through town and pull in at the Ponce," Mom said.

The Ponce DeLeon is a very nice resort hotel on the edge of town. I was no longer in the dark. Faye jumped out and returned five minutes later with a key card in her hand, and a big grin on her face.

"Number 348, in the back," she announced.

I drove along the side of the building to the rear and parked in front of the indicated number. Mom and Faye climbed out and went directly to the door, entering the room. I watched as the drapes closed over the window and the light in the room came on as I walked in behind them. I closed the door and turned to see the two of them locked in a tight embrace with their mouths firmly coupled together. This was the first time I had ever witnessed two women in heat. Faye was the first to break the kiss, coming over to me and planting a wet kiss on me.

Mother joined us a few seconds later, after she had removed her dress to reveal the sexy underwear she had on earlier. Faye released me and stepped back to take her own clothes off. Mom pushed me back on the bed and went to work on my belt buckle. Faye, clad only in a skimpy yellow thong, stripped my polo shirt up over my head and closed her lips on my nipple. Mother took my cock deep into her mouth.

"Geez, you're gonna make me cum," I hastened, when the suction on my cock grew too intense.

"Sorry, Baby Doll," Mom said, easing up on me.

Faye's mouth disappeared from her gentle sucking on my nipples. I felt, and then heard Mom groan around my cock, when she started to cum after Faye started licking her pussy from behind.

"Oh, Fuck Yes!" Mother wheezed, with my cock embedded in her throat.

I exploded in her mouth. She gulped my cum into her throat, but choked and coughed most of it back out onto my cock and balls. I had bucked up and jammed my thick meat back into the back of her mouth just as I spewed out a thick glob of semen. Faye mashed her face in mother's spasm wracked cunt, jamming her tongue as deep into her as she could.

Poor mom was nearly blue from lack of air so I pulled my dick out of her mouth and rolled her on her side so she could spit the rest of my load out of her mouth. Faye came to me and replaced mom's mouth with hers, frantically trying to salvage as much of my spilled ejaculate as she could. My cock returned to full hardness within a few minutes. Mom recovered and started to lick and kiss all over Faye's pussy.

"I want to see you fuck her, David," Mother said. "I got so hot when I watched you yesterday."

"Oh God, yes," Faye said, raising her head. "Fuck me, David."

Faye got up on her hands and knees, straddling Ma's face but keeping her mouth right over Ma's cunt. They were in the classic sixty-nine position, with Faye on top. I entered Faye from behind. Mom ran her tongue all along my cock as I buried it in Faye's swollen pussy. She licked my balls when I pushed home into Faye. I fucked her forever like that while she kept eating mom's pussy. Mom's face was slick with our mixed juices and her own saliva. Each time I pulled out to the tip, I could look down into her gleaming eyes.

"David," Faye gasped. "Pull your cock out and put it in my ass hole."

"You sure?" I asked.

"Yes," she screeched. "Slam your cock in my hot ass."

I pulled my cock from her clutching cunt. A great torrent of thick juice oozed out of her and flooded into Mom's mouth. She gulped down every drop, sucking on Faye's dilated cunt for more.

I pushed my slimy cock against her puckered little anus, until is stretched open and accepted my intrusion. Ma was still frantically licking away at us from underneath. Slowly I eased father into Faye's tight ringlet. Once I had penetrated her nearly full depth, I withdrew and started to slowly saw in and out of her. My balls slapped my mother on the face each time I pushed back into Faye. She continued licking both Faye's leaking pussy lips and my balls, whenever they came within her reach.

Faye was savagely ramming her tongue into Ma's pussy and raking at her clit. Suddenly mother started convulsing under Faye, which sent Faye over the edge into a series of her own rapid strong contractions. Each time she tensed up, her anal ring clamped securely around my rampaging cock, sending sensations as yet unfelt crashing through my body. I finally slammed my cock all the way into Faye's ass, blasting my nuts empty. When her huge climax overtook her, she clamped down on my deflating cock with tremendous pressure, squeezing it out of her tightened hole. A thick stream of nasty goo followed my cock out of her sphincter and oozed down over her cunt onto my mother's face.

Mom just lapped away, keeping Faye at the top of her zenith for what seemed like a very long time. Then it was over for all three of us. We just lay there on the bed panting like dogs.

"We have to get back," Ma said, suddenly.

She got off the bed and went into the bathroom. We quickly showered and left the motel. None of us had much to say as we drove back, until we pulled up next to Faye's car.

"I don't want this to end here," Mom said, as Faye opened the car door.

"Me either," Faye agreed.

"It won't," I said. "But we've got to be careful. If dad or Uncle Ned catch wind of this, we'll be in deep shit. All of us!"

I waited until Faye pulled away before starting the engine on my car.

"I love you so much, Davy," Ma said.

"I know, Ma," I said.

"I don't think you do, David," she said. "But I'm going to show you just how much I really do love you."



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I pulled out of the lot and started home. Mother slid as close to me as she could sit. I draped my arm around her shoulder, sliding my hand down the top of her dress and kneading her soft tit with my fingers. She had her hand wrapped around my rigid cock through my jeans. I drove slowly.

"I want you to fuck me tonight, David," Ma said. "Like you did Faye."

"Say what?" I asked.

"That's right, David," she whispered. "I want to feel you in my ass. I've never done that."

"Sure, Ma," was all I could say.

I had no idea how this was going to work, but when I pulled in the driveway and shut the key off, Ma was all over me. She had my cock out and her dress pulled up over her ass. She got out of the car and leaned over the fender with her naked backside gleaming in the bright moonlight. She reached between her legs and pulled her panties to the side exposing her sopping pussy and puckered rosebud to me. I stepped up behind her and she took me with her hand and guided my hard cock straight up to her back door.


I pushed firmly into her. Her tight ring resisted for a few seconds, but then she relaxed and I slipped into her an inch or so. She groaned out loud. We were partially under the carport, but anyone looking our way could see me standing behind her with my pants around my ankles, screwing her like a dog. Being beyond rational thought, I forged ahead into her darkest region 'til we were pressed tightly together.

"Now fuck me, David," she whispered. "Fuck me hard in my ass."

I withdrew and slammed into her. Then again... and again... Her breath whistled through her teeth each time we crashed together.

"Oh, Jesus yes," she gasped. "Do it, David, fuck me hard."

I slammed into her with reckless abandon. I was drained, having cum twice earlier in St. Augustine, but I relentlessly ploughed into her. She erupted violently, oozing a thick flow of woman juice on the fender of my car. Her sphincter clamped down on me with tremendous pressure, as if to milk me of my seed. Then I came, drenching her hole with all the thick jizz I could muster. I was wasted. Me knees trembled and I had to lean against the car for several minutes before I gathered enough strength to pull my jeans back up.

Mother stood up, wobbling on her high heels and smoothed her dress down over her hips.

"Thank you, David," she said. "I desperately needed that."

Turning, she picked her purse up off the ground where it had fallen, and walked toward the house. I stood there and watched her open the door and go inside. She left the door standing open behind her. I followed her in, closing the door.

Dad was asleep on the sofa in the den. I crept past him to my room and closed the door. I lingered in the shower and when I hit the sheets, I was asleep on the way down.

The old man hollering at mother awakened me. Confusion clouded my brain but I could hear him ranting about something. After I made a quick nature call, I stepped out into the hallway in search of the disturbance. Dad was cussing Ma out for something. They were in the kitchen. I walked closer so I could hear what he was saying.

"That's just bullshit, Meredith," he raved. "That kid doesn't work and he's costing us a fortune in tuition. He can live at home until he finishes school and then I don't give a damn what he does as long as it's not around here."

"Ted, he's twenty-one tomorrow," Mom said. "And I've already rented him the apartment. If you don't like it, that's just to friggin' bad. I used my money to pay for it so you just settle down."

"That's my retirement you're pissing away, Meredith," he spat at her.

"Your ass, Ted," she shrieked. "That money is mine from my father's estate, and you'll never see a penny of it, you selfish bastard."

She spun on her heel and stalked out of the kitchen. When she saw me in the living room, she smiled from ear to ear. She turned and flipped the bird back at the kitchen door before heading down the hall to her bedroom. I sat quietly, waiting for the next volley. It never came, because the door chimes rang. I got up and opened the door. It was Ned and Faye.

"Happy birthday!" They sang in unison.

Ned pumped my hand and Faye draped her supple body all over me in a huge hug and an open-mouthed kiss. Her tongue slashed way down my throat. This drew a brief stare from Uncle Ned. Dad entered the room and he and Ned shook hands and slapped each other on the back as if they had never been separated. Mother came into the room and hugged Faye and Ned in that order. She was wearing a sheer black sundress with a full flowing skirt. Very short and sleeveless with thin spaghetti straps, black seamed stockings and high-heeled pumps.

Faye was sheathed in a simple tight fitting, shiny gray shift. Cut very low in the back and front, with sparkling silver hose and clear plastic strappy sandals. They both looked yummy to me. Ned and dad disappeared into the den to catch up on twenty plus years. Dad went straight to the bar and mixed them each a drink. It was 11:00 AM. Might as well get your day started off right.

"Did you tell him?" Faye asked Mom.

"I told Ted, and he went nuts on me," Mom answered.

"He's just like his brother," Faye said.

"What are you two talking about?" I asked.

"I rented you an apartment in Jacksonville," Mom said. "Or should I say, I rented us and apartment in Jacksonville?"

Faye giggled. "We did a lot of interesting things yesterday, didn't we, Darling?"

Mom hugged her and they kissed softly.

"Just across the waterway, on Beach Blvd. You know those condos on the south side of the road on the water?" Mom asked. "Well, I rented one furnished for a year. I paid for the whole year and here's the keys, Baby."

I was stunned.

"Happy birthday, Lover Boy," She cooed in my ear. "Now Silas Ligree in there won't bother you all the time."

"Wow!" I said. "What brought this on?"

"I made the arrangements a month ago when Gail Daily and her husband found out he was being transferred to Chicago," she said. "They wanted to rent the condo out but preferred to have somebody they knew in it. They'll be back next August. And besides I thought you could use the privacy."

"I don't know what to say," I said.

"Tell me you love me," she whispered.

"I love you, Ma," I said.

Her lips met mine.

Faye touched her arm and asked, "Why don't we drive over and see it? And we can give David a birthday kiss while we're there."

Ma winked at me and went to the den to tell the men we were leaving for an hour, or so. We walked out to the car. There was a big smear on the fender where mother had leaked her juices last night. She stood for a few seconds smiling and touched the streaks with her fingertips.

"Pussy juice," she said to Faye as she climbed in next to me.

"Nasty girl," Faye remarked. "He fuck you again last night?"

"In the hinny," Ma said, grinning.

"Oh, you bad girl," Faye oozed.

We drove into the condo complex and to the last unit on the end, overlooking the river. Ma fished the keys out of her purse and handed them to me. I unlocked the door and we went in. The place was spectacular. The view of the river was awesome and being the end unit, quite private.

The master bedroom occupied the entire top floor of the three-story condo and it defied imagination. The walls were covered in dark wood paneling. There were large, freestanding mirrors placed on either side of a huge, mirrored canopy waterbed. The floor was carpeted in dark crimson plush carpeting. A huge bathroom with marble fixtures and a sunken Jacuzzi tub exited off the end of the gigantic room. A walk-in closet with mirrored doors covered one wall, and sliding glass doors opening onto a balcony overlooking the river took up the outside wall. A fur spread covered the bed and a bearskin rug lay on the floor in front of a stone fireplace on the wall next to the bathroom door. The whole scene was erotic.

I turned to face the women and was shocked to find two naked females standing there. I hadn't even realized that they had been taking off their clothes. I pulled my polo over my head and dropped my slacks over the back of a chair. Faye and mother had made their way up onto the waterbed and were wrapped in each other's arms when I had finished undressing.

I watched them fondling each other for a while and vowed to have my digital camera handy the next time we were together. Faye laved mother's nipples with her tongue. Her hand had roamed between mom's legs and I watched as her fingers slid into mom's dripping pussy. Ma swooned when Faye's thumb swept over her sensitive clit. Mother began to moan sensually as Faye fucked into her with her fingers. Faye's mouth remained glued to Ma's nipples. This was a hot scene. My cock had expanded to it's full length and a thin thread of lubricant drooled down as I stood by the bed watching.

Mother saw the condition I was in and crawled over to me, taking my hardness into her mouth. The sliver thread hanging from my slit fixed itself across her cheek leaving a thin sparkling trail. I kneeled over mother and joined Faye on the other nipple. Faye moved over to me. Our lips met in a soft kiss with mother's taught nipple captured between them. Ma groaned anew. Faye continued her attack on mother's protruding love button. 

Ma sucked gently on my cock, licking and nibbling at my balls and around the head when she drew her mouth off to breathe. I was totally engrossed in torturing mother's nipples when I felt a warm tongue sweep between the cheeks of my butt and swathe my dark pucker with hot saliva. Faye had abandoned her post on Ma's tits and joined her between my legs. They pushed me over and I felt two pairs of lips on my sensitive sexual parts at the same time.

Aunt Faye straddled my face, giving me a clear shot at her wet love tunnel with my tongue. I delved straight in and soon had her hunching hard against my face. When her first contractions hit her, I nipped her clit gently with my teeth. She gasped and sent a flow of female juices splashing out on my face. I quickly worked my mouth over her to gather as much of her honey as I could.

With both of them wreaking havoc on my rampant member, I had very little control over my release and before I knew it, I was splashing their faces with an enormous flood of cock cream. They smeared their faces together around my flowing cock and spread my discharge all over the place. All three of us were bathed in jizz. Faye started to preen mother's face like a cat and mother returned the favor. And then they did me. I was in heaven.

When they were sufficiently satisfied that they had cleaned as much cum off as they could get, they came up and lay, one on each side of me.

"Happy twenty-first birthday," Mom said.

"Me too," Faye echoed.

I just lay there with a stupid grin on my face staring at the three naked bodies in the mirrors over the bed.

We decided that we had been away long enough so we dressed and went back home. I gave each one of them one of the keys to the condo. I planned to move in the next weekend. Mother and Faye said they would help with my clothes during the week so all I would have to move was my important junk.

When we got back, dad and Ned were still sitting in the den, talking up a storm and obviously half tanked from drinking without eating all day. Faye and mom put out a nice spread on the table and changed into bikinis so they could sit out by the pool and get some rays. I ate until I was stuffed and changed into a pair of nut-hugger spandex trunks and joined the girls out by the pool. We talked and swam and before you knew it, the sun sank behind the two-story house and we were sitting in the late afternoon shade.

I was reclining on a lounger with Ma on one side and Faye on the other. I heard a voice from out by the back fence. It was the neighbor's daughter, Melanie. Mom stood up and walked to the gate and opened the latch to let Melanie into the yard.

She wore an itsy bitsy, teeny wienie, yellow polka-dot bikini, which left nothing to the imagination. Mother and Faye were bulging out of their suits, because they were soft and supple. Melanie's bikini was just simply three tiny triangles strung together with thin strings. Ma had an arm draped around her shoulder as they walked across the yard toward us.

"Melanie asked if she could join us for a swim," Mom announced. "This is Faye, and you know David."

I smiled at Melanie. She had been living with her father and stepmother next door for a couple of months, but this was the first time I saw her up close. She looked to be about nineteen, had short dark hair and a tight athletic body. She had firm, perfectly round tits, with only her hard protruding nipples covered by her bikini.

Faye stood up and extended her hand to the approaching girl. When their hands touched, Melanie stepped close and pecked Faye gently on the lips.

"So nice to meet you," Melanie gushed.

"Likewise, I'm sure," Faye, breathed. "Aren't you just the sweetest thing?"

"Thank you," Melanie replied.

If this goes much farther, I thought to myself, I'll have to turn the hose on them. I watched as Mom, Faye, and Melanie slipped into the warm water of the pool. I sat sipping on a cool iced tea while they swam back and forth, acting silly and splashing each other. Laughter filled the yard and everybody was having a great time. When Melanie came to the shallow end of the pool where I sat and stood up, her bikini top was absent. Unaware of her nakedness, she leaned her chin in her hands while she rested her elbows on the apron of the pool. My male hormones kicked in when I took in her headlights shining directly at me.

"I think you might need this," Mom said, holding Melanie's top up on her outstretched finger.

Melanie squeaked, plunging into the water and swimming over to retrieve her wayward top.

"Nice tits, Honey" Faye giggled.

"Very nice," Mom agreed.

The two women helped her back into her miniscule garment.

"I'm so embarrassed," Melanie gasped.

"Don't be," Faye said. "He's seen it all before."

She touched the blushing girl on the cheek and squeezed her butt under the water. Ma came up behind Melanie, cupping one of her breasts in each hand.

"You don't have to be bashful around us, Honey," Mom said, dragging her tongue along the startled girl's neck.

She pressed Melanie against Faye. They touched lips again. Melanie reached between them and massaged Faye's big melons. Faye squeezed her buttocks. Ma kneaded her hard titties.

"David has a big boner," Faye said.

They all looked at me. They were correct. My cock had stiffened while I watched the lurid scene unfolding before my eyes. My cock stuck at least four inches out of the top of my brief trunks. I entered the pool so no one else would see my condition.

Faye pushed Melanie in my direction. Mom followed 'til the three of the stood in front of me in the shallow end of the pool. I lifted Melanie, turning her around and sitting her on the edge of the pool apron with her legs hanging in the water. I pulled the bows on each side of her bikini bottom and slid the tiny triangle away from her bald pussy. I could hear Faye inhale as Melanie's hot naked lips came into view.

"Relax, Kitty Cat," Mother said softly. "It's David birthday and I think he gets first dibs on the dessert tray."

Melanie spread her legs wide, pulling the feathery lips covering her treasure apart. Her pink clit revealed itself at the very top junction of her open slit. I touched her with my tongue. Melanie gasped, twitching with my first contact. Faye started to kiss her nipples after removing her top again and Ma covered her mouth with a wet kiss. I felt hands tugging at my trunks. Once exposed, I stood straight up and moved close to Melanie.

Her legs encircled my waist, pulling me close to her. I felt an unknown hand on my cock, guiding me to her smooth shaven love tunnel. Then I was inside her. Melanie was tight, hot, and very wet.

"That's it, David," I heard mother whisper. "Put it all the way in her."

I pushed forward until we came tightly together. Melanie laid back on the edge of the pool. Mom climbed out and continued to kiss her face and neck while Faye kept her nipples stimulated. Melanie moaned into Mom's kissing mouth, reaching for exposed tit flesh on each side of her reclining body. I began a slow sawing motion into the quaking girl's cunt. The scene was so lewd that I didn't think I'd last very long if I kept fucking her so I pulled my cock out of her and covered her opening with my mouth, quickly bringing her to a strong orgasm. I twisted my tongue into her soaked slit, making her chirp each time I touched her electrified love button.

"Put your cock back in me," Melanie begged. "I want to feel your cock."

"Fuck the bitch," Mother said. "Cum in her."

I slid back into her and slammed forward, hard. She jerked back against me, pushing me over the edge. I pumped into her again and again, spewing hot sperm deep in her throbbing little hole. Melanie went off like a Roman candle in a series of strong contractions. And then she laid very still, her breasts rising and falling rapidly until her breath returned to normal.

"I've got to go home and douche," Melanie gasped. "I'm not on the pill"

"Come with me," Mom said, softly. "I've got some spermicidal foam inside, Honey."

"What are you doing with that?" I asked, amazed.

"Spare me the lecture, David," she answered softly. "I don't want to get pregnant either."

Mom and Melanie disappeared into the house. I looked at Faye, quizzically. She looked back at me and smiled.

"I think you and your mother will be having a conversation," Faye said. "Regarding some of her indiscretions over the past couple of years."

"Excuse me?" I asked.

"I think I'll let her tell her own tales," Faye said, smiling at me. "She's been, shall we say, less than monogamous."

I had to sit down in the chair by the pool. Melanie came bouncing out of the house all smiles. She kissed me on the cheek and then Faye, before dancing across the yard to the gate.

"Bye, David," she sang. "I'll be looking forward to seeing your new place."

And with that she vanished. Mother came out a few seconds after Melanie had gone and dropped into a chair next to me. Faye excused herself to change back into her dress and go roust Ned from his slumber in the den.

"Mother, why would you have contraceptive foam if you and dad haven't been sexually active?" I asked.

"David, you and I have had sex," she answered.

"For the last three days," I said. "What about before that?"

"I don't think that's really any of your business, David," she answered, defiantly.

"You're right, Mother," I said, defeated. "Forgive me for being nosey."

"Actually, David you're right," she said. "I lied to you the other day, when I told you I had only been with your father, Ned and Colleen. I've had other lovers. One in particular for a short time, but he's gone back with his wife. I love your father, and won't leave him. But I still have needs. And, I'm still fertile and as you may have surmised, don't wish to get pregnant. The pill doesn't agree with me so I use the foam. Please accept my apology for not being truthful with you."

"Look," I said. "You don't have to explain yourself to me. You're an adult, do what you want."

"I want to be your lover," she whispered, through a welling of tears.

"Okay, already," I said. "Turn off the waterworks."

"We're heading home, Kids," Faye sang out from the patio door. "Come see us whenever you get an inkling."

"Oh, we will," I assured her.

Mother elbowed me gently in the ribs.

"You just want to get in her panties," Mom giggled.

"You don't?" I asked.

"Shush, your father might hear you," she warned.

"What have you two been up to all afternoon?" Dad questioned, slurring his words from too much to drink.




Aunt Faye Ch. 04



"Just hanging out by the pool," I answered.

"You going to feed us, or what, Meredith?" He demanded.

"There's food on the table, help yourself, Ted." Mom smirked, knowing full well he wouldn't touch anything that wasn't set on the table in front of him.

"Serves him right," she groused. "Crabby old bastard never has anything nice to say to anybody any more."

That was the last we heard from dad that night. Mother and I waited until he was in bed asleep and then we went into my room and made sweet passionate love again. 



Aunt Faye Ch. 05



With mother's help, and I'm sure Aunt Faye's, my clothes and all my other necessary stuff found its way to the rented condo on the river. I waited until Thursday, when I had no classes, to move my computer and the heavier items into my new digs. The refrigerator and cabinets in the kitchen had been suitably stuffed with food and drink and by the weekend, it looked as if I had lived there forever. Mother and dad had their regular Friday night out thing with one of the couples they hung around with, leaving me to spend a quiet evening settling in. Or so I thought!

I had just finished a long hot shower and was enjoying a cold, legal beer, since I was now twenty-one. I was sitting at the bar in the living room, with only a towel wrapped around my waist, when I heard the key rattle in the lock and saw the front door swing open. Startled, to say the least, I looked up to see Aunt Faye burst into the room carrying a bottle of champagne in each hand.

"Surprise!" She cried as she rushed into the room, followed by two strikingly beautiful women.

"This is Jackie," Faye bubbled, introducing me to a tall, slender redheaded woman of about thirty, "and this is Icy."

Icy is a showstopper. If I'd had to guess, I'd have said Spanish, or Latino, but later, she told me she's Italian. Icy was older than the other two women, closer to fifty, or a bit past. She could have been a Sophia Loren look alike. Smoldering and seductive. But it was the ice blue of her eyes that I assumed gave her the interesting nickname.

I stood up and took a step toward the three of them. I remembered the towel, then. I heard them giggle as the terry cloth settled to the floor. Jackie's hand flew up to her mouth as she gasped. Faye doubled over with uproarious laughter. Icy looked at my nakedness, then straight into my soul with those vibrant eyes.

"I'm so very pleased to make your acquaintance," she purred, extending her hand to shake mine.

"Uh, me too," I managed, dipping to retrieve the towel and cover the object of everybody's amusement.

"Honey, where were you when I was looking for a husband?" Jackie said as I wrapped the wayward towel back around my waist and tucked it in.

I quickly excused myself and bolted for the stairs up to the bedroom to find some clothes. Returning to the living room, I found the girls huddled around the bar, pouring the champagne into four Dixie cups they'd found under the bar.

"We'll have to see about getting you some stemware," Faye giggled, handing me a cup of the bubbly stuff.

"To new friendships," I toasted.

We drank the liquid down and made the customary gesture of tossing the cups into the fireplace. Then we laughed again. Faye and Jackie moved over to the couch and snuggled in with another cup of champagne. Icy and I remained by the bar.

I watched her as she slid her magnificent bottom up on a bar stool, and crossed one long dark leg over the other. The sound her stockings made sliding together made the tiny hairs on the back of my neck stand up. It was the most erotic sound I had ever heard in my young life. Nearly the entire lacy top of her dark hose exposed itself to me as her tight skirt crawled up on her supple hip.

She fumbled in her purse and produced a cigarette and a heavy gold lighter. She laid them on the bar and dropped her purse on the next bar stool. Leaning forward, she placed her elbows on the bar and rested her chin on her laced fingers. Her cleavage rushed to spill over the top of the low cut dress. I ogled her. She saw me and smiled. Her lips were full and pouting, and glistened with dark red lip-gloss.

"What's the chance you have an ashtray?" Those lips asked.

"I scrounged under the bar and found a heavy green glass ashtray, which I positioned on the bar next to her lighter and cigarette.

I picked up her cigarette, and tucked it between my lips. I lifted the lighter and flashed it to life and drew slowly on the cigarette, pulling the tiny flame to the tip. I set the lighter back on the bar and took the smoke from my lips and extended it to Icy. She leaned way out over the bar, parted her lips slightly and accepted the thin cylinder. She drew deeply, pulling the acrid smoke down into her lungs and exhaled through her nose without removing the cigarette from her lips.

Then she drew again and pulled the cigarette from her mouth and placed it in the ashtray on the bar. A dark red band of her lip-gloss ringed the filtered end of the cigarette. She blew the smoke straight into the air. If I had been the polar ice cap, Icy would have been melting me.

"Faye tells me you just moved in. Nice place." Icy made conversation.

"Thanks," I said. "I still have a lot of arranging to do."

I heard a squeal from over on the couch. We both turned our attention to the couch. Faye was lying on her back, legs spread wide with Jackie's long red hair draped out over her thighs. Jackie had her face buried in Faye's pussy.

"They certainly didn't waste any time getting down to brass tacks, did they?" Icy commented.

"Faye never does," I said.

"Oh?" Icy asked, raising one dark eyebrow.

I think I blushed.

"So, you and Faye have done the nasty?" Icy asked, smiling. "Does her husband know about you two?"

"He's my uncle," I answered. "And I sure hope he doesn't."

"Your secret is safe with me, Sweetheart," she whispered, holding her finger up in front of her lips.

I leered at her boobs, which were threatening to tumble out of her dress, momentarily. She seemed to be pushing them together with her arms every chance she got. Mr. Johnson had started to snake his way down my pant leg. If I didn't know better, I'd say this woman was trying to seduce me. So, being that I was new at this, I let her practice on me. I was slowly coming to the conclusion that I liked the way older women get right to the point. I particularly liked the idea of older married women, because there's much less chance of them falling in love with you. This one had a big rack of diamonds on her left hand so I surmised she was attached. I wondered how far she would take it.

Faye and Jackie had divested each other of their clothing and were clamped in a writhing sixty-nine over on the sofa. Icy and I listened as they slurped and smacked together.

"Does that bother you?" Icy asked.

"What?" I asked back.

"Faye and Jackie over there sucking pussy?" Icy breathed.

"It doesn't bother me at all," I answered. "It makes me horny."

Two could play this game I decided. Icy squirmed on the stool, uncrossing her legs. I moved around to the end of the bar to get closer to her. She had her heels hooked on the bottom rung of the stool. She wiggled to pull her skirt higher, and spread her legs apart. She pushed a hand down and rubbed between her thighs. I glanced over the bar and gaped the juncture of her legs. She was wearing crotch-less black lace panties. She had two fingers stuck through the opening, spreading here pussy lips open so she could rub her clit with her thumb.

"Need a little help with that, Icy?" I asked.

"Oh, God yes," she breathed.

I reached out and pulled her hand away. I replaced her fingers with mine and pushed two of them deep into her sopping wet cunt.

"What would your husband say if he knew about this?" I asked.

"Umph!" She grunted. "He'd be too engrossed watching those two on the couch to notice us."

I worked my fingers deep into her wet pussy. I drew my thumb up and flicked it over her protruding clit. She sucked her breath in, clamping her legs tightly around my hand.

"That feels real good, Lover," she hissed.

I rubbed her clit again. She clamped down hard again and groaned loudly. Her hands both grabbed my wrist and she bent forward against me. I pushed way into her with my fingers and she gasped again and climaxed. Big Time!

"You like that?" I whispered in her ear.

"I like that," she whispered back. "But I think I'd like what I saw earlier, much more than your fingers."

She extracted herself from my fingers and stood on wobbly legs. She held on to my arm as she removed first one spiked heel shoe and then the other, dropping them on the floor. Taking me by the hand, she led me to the stairs, pointing up the steps and raising the eyebrow again. I nodded and we started up the stairs.

The carpeted stairs went up for six steps to a square landing and then turned right and rose the rest of the way to the master bedroom suite, which occupied the entire second floor of the condo. I could see up the back of her dress as she climbed ahead of me. I pulled on her hand as she reached the landing and she stopped. I climbed the three steps up to where she stood and pulled her into my arms, covering those pouting lips with my own.

Her tongue threaded its way into my mouth, whereupon it wrestled with mine. I reached behind her and pulled the zipper on her dress all the way down. She assisted by shrugging her shoulders, and the dress drifted to the floor. Her fingers tugged at the buttons on my shirt while I released the snap and zipper on my pants. Her black lace bra and panties became history and we stood naked on the small landing half way up to the bedroom.

Icy pushed me back onto the steps and crawled between my legs. Her hands found my hard cock and she slowly stroked me as she licked at my balls with her tongue. She spent a lot of time licking on my privates before she took me into her warm mouth. She had done an extra special job on my puckered little tushie with her wet tongue. My balls ached for release.

Her mouth moved over me. I could hardly feel her at first. She barely let me feel her lips. She had removed her hands, holding me with only her mouth. Slowly she descended and withdrew. Each time, she went a little farther down, until I could feel the back of her mouth on the head of my cock. Then she went just a little farther and I felt her throat open and accept me. I felt her face nestle against my body and the sensations of her swallowing with my cock pushed all the way down her throat.

Suddenly she pulled back and all I could feel was her lips around the very tip of me, Her tongue raced around my sensitive glans and flicked at the slit. Icy is a pro when it comes to sucking cock. I thought I would die when her mouth went away.

She crawled up over me 'til her pussy was directly over my face. I reached my hands up and grabbed an ass cheek with each, pulling her carefully trimmed cunt down to meet my searching mouth. She was drenched. I slid my tongue between her wrinkled nether lips and sucked her into my mouth. I pulled her down tight onto my face. My nose was mashed hard on her clit. Each time I moved my head, it rubbed over her, sending vibrations right through her body to her brain.

I felt a hand take my cock and a pair of lips close over it. I felt teeth nibbling at my nipples. I couldn't see a thing because I was buried in Icy's draining pussy, but my senses told me there were three females giving me pleasure.

Icy erupted on my tongue, flooding me with her juices. I was getting short on air and lifted her with my hands and gulped for breath. She leaned forward and put her knees on the step above my head, raising her cunt over me. I glanced up to see Jackie place her mouth against Icy's backside and run her tongue around her sphincter. Icy groaned and tensed as another spasm shot through her.

Reaching up, my hand found Jackie's pussy. I searched with my fingers until I located her scorching hole and pushed my fingers inside of her. Within seconds, she too cried out in orgasm. Faye was still munching out on my erection. I was still looking straight up into Icy's dripping cunt. I decided it was time to fuck her.

Disentangling myself from Faye and Jackie, I turned over and pulled Jackie away from Icy's ass and knelt on the stairs behind her. Jackie grabbed my cock and guided me into Icy's waiting sheath. We were both slippery from another's mouth so I slid all the way into her. We came together easily and I pushed firmly against her cheeks. Icy moaned very loudly when I reached the bottom. She pushed back with her arms, forcing herself back tight against me.

Jackie crawled under us and I felt her tongue on my balls as I started to saw into Icy's hot pussy. Then I felt Faye's tongue on my butt. I couldn't move very far with Faye and Jackie under and behind me so it was Icy that did most of the fucking. She slid on and off me in slow steady repetitions, groaning and grunting each time she pushed back taking me full depth.

And then, I felt Faye begin to probe my ass hole with her fingers. Only once before had my little tunnel felt the intrusion from outside, and it had caused an uproarious expulsion of sperm. This was to be no exception. Faye inserted a second finger and pushed all the way home. I lunged forward into Icy, mashing down on Jackie's face as we all came together.

Faye's fingers were the last ingredients in the recipe. I felt the surge start way down deep in my balls and throttle it's way up my cock, exploding far into Icy's convulsing interior. I howled. Then slammed into her again and unloaded another thunderbolt deep inside of her. Over and over I repeated it. I'm sure I even fired a couple of dry rounds after the jizz stopped coming.

Then all you could hear was heavy breathing in the room. My softening pecker shrank sufficiently to allow Icy's pussy to release it from its grasp. It slipped out, landing on Jackie's forehead with a soft splat. She shifted her head and engulfed my in her mouth. A hot mouth, sucking on a freshly emptied cock, sends shock waves to the foundation of the house. My house rocked.

Faye was the first to vacate the stairway, going to the kitchen and rummaging for alcohol in the fridge. Jackie continued to lave on my cock and balls with her tongue. Icy crawled up to the top of the stairs and disappeared into the bathroom. My cock slowly got the point and began to harden again in Jackie's mouth.

Fully erect again, and determined to be a good host, I moved back down along Jackie's body, positioning myself between her outspread legs. Without preliminaries, I entered her rusty haired pussy. Jackie moaned and wrapped her legs around me. I ploughed into her with a flourish. Jackie wailed like a coyote in the night, humping madly. We screwed like bunnies for a long time. The skin on my knees burned like fire from the roughness of the carpeting on the stairs.

Desperate to get off my knees, I pushed myself up on my hands and feet and leaned backwards, pulling Jackie up off the steps with me. I was surprised at how little the slender woman weighed. We remained coupled as I carried her up the remaining stairs to the bedroom. We flopped back on the water mattress, never coming apart.

She unhooked her legs and using her feet and elbows we scooted back on the bed. Then I started to fuck her in earnest. Having cum just a few minutes earlier, I was ready for a long, hard roll in the hay. Each time I slapped against her she wailed anew. I was concerned the neighbors might hear and complain to my landlord, but at this point, who gives a damn. I hammered into her until she started to go off in a series of strong quick jerks. I could feel myself starting to unravel as well and after what seemed like a very long time, I blasted into her center. Four hard ejaculations and it was over for me, but I kept pumping into her until she stopped hunching back against me.

Then I was out like a light. I came around with Faye sitting next to me on the bed, wiping my face with a cool damp towel. Jackie lay on the other side of me, curled up in the fetal position and snoring softly.

"You all right, Cowboy?" Faye asked, softly.

"Yeah. Just must have needed to catch my breath," I responded.

"Come on downstairs and have a drink with us," Faye instructed. "Let Jackie sleep it off."

I got up and followed Faye down the steps to the main floor. Icy, still quite naked, was perched back up on her bar stool, smoking. Her makeup and hair had been repaired to their original state of perfection. Faye looked fresh as a new penny, but had put her bra and panties back on. Faye looked good in lavender. My dick hung limply down toward the floor. I think I had reached my limit, because under any other circumstances, my dick would have hardened immediately at the sight of those two naked women.

"You're quite a handful, Honey." Icy cooed.

Faye handed me a beer from the fridge in the kitchen. I leaned my elbow on the end of the bar next to Icy and took a long pull of the tangy amber brew. I placed the bottle on the bar and looked at Icy's breasts. They were full and heavy, with large dark rings around large budding nipples. Which, by the way, hardened before my eyes, as I stood there dangling my dick next to her.

I met her glance, staring directly into those sexy blue eyes. Mesmerized, I couldn't think of anything intelligent to say, so I just took another swig of beer.

"He's a wild stallion, just like you said, Sugar," Icy said to Faye.

"Isn't he though," Faye answered, softly.

"Makes you want to screw up your marriage, doesn't it?" Icy whispered.

"Oh, I don't know about that," Faye replied. "Ned's awfully good to me. Even if he is lousy in bed."

"I know what you mean," Icy agreed. "Your father never has been much of a stud. But the fringes are wonderful."

"Father?" I inquired. "You're doing Faye's father?"

"Of course, David," Faye exclaimed. "Icy's my mother!"

"Your mother?" I gasped. 

"Sure, and Jackie's my baby sister," Faye added. "They're here visiting from California."



Aunt Faye Ch. 06



For weeks after Aunt Faye's surprise visit with her mother and sister, my subconscious kept wandering back to that first weekend in the condo. I replayed the scene with Icy on the stairway over and over again, in my mind. It had been a one-time affair because Icy and Jackie had flown on the Atlanta the next afternoon. I had experienced something, with a woman nearly three times my age, which would remain with me for my whole life.

Icy and I had sat at the bar and talked for nearly three hours after I came down from upstairs. She was obviously wealthy, had been around the world more than once, married to the same man for over twenty five years, and still craved the danger and excitement of an occasional extra-marital fuck with a young stud now and then to keep her fires burning. "Ya gotta love it!"

I was buried in classes this semester and studying more than I ever had before. I'd taken an extra class, which was relative to another one I was taking, simply to get it out of the way. The extra load was proving to be a challenge, but I was thankful for having my own place without the added distraction of family around when I really needed to hit the books. Although, I did spend an occasional evening with Aunt Faye, and/or mother, whenever time permitted.

Finally, the semester was at an end. I found myself sitting on the sofa staring at the blank screen of the TV set. I had neglected to switch it on, one afternoon, choosing instead to relive the turbulent night with Icy again. I had not seen, or talked to Faye in over a week. My mother had stopped calling because I always cut her short when I was doing a paper or studying. Now, I was here sitting alone, in silence, wondering how to rectify the huge hard dick I was sporting, without having to jerk myself off.

I hated to call Faye's house, because Uncle Ned would surely be home. So, I called mom to see how she was doing. She was all bubbly on the phone, when she heard it was me, and we had a nice conversation. She invited me to dinner so when I hung up, I took a shower and changed into some real people clothes and headed for Ponte Vedra Beach.

Dad greeted me at the door. He was all decked out in a nice sport coat and slacks. When I inquired about the outfit, I was told that tonight it was their night to host the monthly gathering of the new group of friends they gathered with. Mother had gone the extra mile and the house was all clean and sparkly. Trays with snacks and finger foods had been placed around the dining room and candles sat everywhere, waiting to be lit.

She had dinner all prepared for us in the kitchen. I turned as she came through the door from the back of the house and she looked yummy. Her hair was perfect and she had spent extra time on her makeup. I couldn't ever remember her wearing such a daring dress around dad before, but then I guess I never took the time to look at her like this before. The sheer red fabric of the dress allowed me to view her red lacy demi-cup bra and thong panties. Her garter belt and black seamed hose were also quite visible. Her heels were high, and she stood tall and straight.

I whistled softly and hugged her. I felt her tongue on my neck as we embraced. Her hands went around me, squeezing my butt. Dad had walked down the hall and had not seen her display of affection.

"I've missed seeing you, David," she whispered.

"I miss you too, Ma," I said. "What are you dressed up for?"

"Our new little group is coming over here tonight," she said.

"What are you having, an orgy?" I asked, joking with her.

Her perfume was intoxicating me. She turned away and went into the kitchen. Dad was right behind us and we sat down to a great dinner. I had become saturated with fast food over the past few weeks of heavy study. Dad disappeared right after the meal and mom and I lingered in the kitchen. She made a pot of coffee and while it was perking she stood with her back to me, looking out the glass doors to the pool.

"It's not like you think," she said softly.

"What isn't like I think?" I asked.

"What you said before dinner," she replied.

I had to think a minute before it hit me.

"You mean about the orgy?" I gasped.

"It's not like and orgy, David," she sighed. "It's different. Your dad found out about this group of couples a few weeks ago and we've been seeing them. Five or six couples get together and we just sort of trade partners for the evening. It's not just a big sex brawl or anything like that. And it's safe. Not like you're going into a bar looking for a stranger to have a one-night stand with."

"What you do is your business," I said, stepping up behind her and putting my hands on her hips.

"You must think I'm some kind of a slut," she whispered. "I've tried not to lie to you about my sex life, you know. We've only been doing this for a short time. Ted just doesn't pay much attention to me any more and I really enjoy it when those other men tell me how nice I look and hold me in their arms for a little while. But, I enjoy it much more when you hold me."

She turned in my arms and kissed me softly on the lips. I was getting a hard on. Then I heard the doorbell ring and she pulled away. I made a quick adjustment of my equipment and followed her into the living room. A couple about the same age as mom and dad had arrived. Dad introduced them as Jim and Kate Fleming. Jim was tall and bulky, not really overweight, just a big man. Kate was statuesque. She had lots of bottle blond hair; all piled up on top of her head, like Flo, and wore too much make up. He dress was apropos for the occasion, showing us an ample display of cleavage and lots of thigh below a very short skirt. She offered an expertly manicured hand to me when, dad introduced us.

"Such a handsome boy," she purred. "Will you be joining us tonight?"

Before I could answer, Jim Fleming grabbed my hand and began pumping it up and down.

"Hell, yes," he blurted out. "Why don't you join the party tonight, Boy? There'll be enough to go around, especially if Glenn and Sharon bring that foxy sister of hers from Cleveland with them."

I looked first at mom and then at dad. He was dying. Mom had a smile all the way across her stunning face.

"Why don't we just see what happens," she remarked and ushered Jim away from us leaving me standing with Kate and dad.

Dad went into the den, where the bar is, and mixed himself a strong drink. He seemed to be drinking a lot these days. Kate linked her arm through mine and we walked out by the pool, whereupon she started grilling me about my sex life. I was slightly embarrassed by her blatant curiosity but I thought back on what mother had said earlier, about how she enjoyed the attention of the other men, and analyzed this to be one of those times when the woman would enjoy just that kind of attention.

"A good looking young stallion like you should have them standing in line," Kate announced.

"I do all right," I said. "I've had to spend a lot of time studying lately. I took an extra class and it was a pinch on my time."

"Well, you can just relax tonight and not worry about that," she murmured. "Tell me, do you think I'm pretty?"

We were sitting at a round table by the pool. Her chair was only inches from mine so it was easy for me to reach out and touch her. I reached my hand out and rubbed it over the top of her leg, letting my fingers caress the soft skin on the inside of her thigh above her stocking top.

Not wishing to tell her the truth about being just a smidgeon over done, I lied, "Older women excite me, Kate. You excite me."

"Oh, you bad boy," she said, batting her heavily mascara assisted eyelashes. "Does your mother know how you talk to the ladies?"

"Yes ma'am, she surely does!" I replied, squeezing her warm flesh gently.

We heard voices coming from the house. I turned toward the patio door and pulled my hand from between Kate's legs. I heard her sigh. Two women stepped through the door, each carrying a drink in her hand. Both of them had cigarettes going and were dressed for a swap meet. The first, the younger of the two, was a tall, leggy Latino woman with striking features and coal black hair, which cascaded to her waist. She had a brightly flowered dress with a full swirling skirt and very high stilettos. How would I know her name was Carman?

The other woman was older, at least sixty-five, and heavier than all the rest. Her silver hair glimmered in the late afternoon sunlight. She had on a white silk blouse that absolutely bulged at the buttons, which were still buttoned, in the front. Her breasts were enormous and battled frantically with her white lace brassiere for freedom. A short black skirt stretched to barely cover the big orbs of her butt. But she exuded a sensuality as yet unattainable by any of the others present. Her name, quite appropriately, was Grace.

Carman and Grace joined us at the table and Kate made the introductions. Within moments of arrival, yet another button had come undone on Grace's blouse and her hand had found my leg under the table.

"So, who's your date tonight, Honey?" Carman asked, seductively.

"David is Meredith's charming son," Kate answered. "And I don't think he brought a date, unless Sharon brings Elaine." 

"No matter, Sweetie," Grace giggled. "You'll have plenty of chances to play tonight."

Her hand slid up my thigh and patted my hard cock under the table.

"Ooh!" She giggled.

Mom danced through the door with two more ladies behind her. She introduced me to Elaine, and Sharon. Both were thin and pretty. Elaine was older than Sharon, probably thirty-five, with dark hair and flat chested. Sharon had a bit more cleavage, but she had a really big butt. The men were filtering out to the pool area now and I was introduced to Glenn, Sharon's husband. John, who claimed Grace as his and Xavier, who could only be married to Carman.

John looked to be around seventy, seemed bored with the whole deal but Xavier was a lion on the hunt, with his bright flashing smile and dark eyes. The ladies all seemed to gravitate in his direction, except Grace, she remained seated next to me with her hand in my lap.

Faye and Ned appeared out of nowhere, uninvited but encouraged to stay and enjoy the party. When Faye found out it was a swap party, she came alive. Suddenly even old John perked up.

It gradually darkened and the booze flowed. The mood was light and soon it was time to pick sex partners for later. Glenn produced a deck of cards and shuffled then together. Everyone sat around the patio and he walked from one to the other, holding the cards fanned out with his hands. The object was, each person would pick a card. As the cards revealed themselves, the first man and woman that showed like cards would be paired up, and so on. After your first partner, you were free to mingle with whomever you wished.

I had heard about this sort of thing going on in the past, but I had no idea it still happened and least of all that my parents would ever think of wife-swapping. Glenn held the deck up in front of Faye first. She drew a six of clubs. Sharon drew the four of spades, dad a five of diamonds, and so on until the pairs started to happen. I had the Jack of hearts.

The first pair turned out to be dad and Elaine, who disappeared immediately into the house. Jim paired up with his wife, who passed and waited for the next pair.

"Nothing personal, Darling," she cooed. "I can have you every night, tonight I want some strange meat if you don't mind."

"Not at all," he said, smiling and taking another card.

As luck would have it, he paired up with Faye and they wandered off into the house as well. Ned drew a three of spades to pair with mom's three of hearts. Her head dropped to her chest for a second, but he stood up and took her hand pulling her to her feet.

"For old times sake?" He asked.

"Oh, what the hell," she said, standing up and cupping his balls through his pants.

Sharon drew her card and paired with John. She sure didn't have a new bride expression on her face as they went inside, but John looked pleased. Xavier pulled a seven to match with Kate and Glenn drew a match to pair with Carman. Grace sat in the chair next to me. We were alone on the patio. Her hand massaged my erection under the table.

"I hope you like older women," Grace said.

"You can't imagine," I answered, leaning over and taking the cigarette from her fingers.

Then I leaned in and covered her mouth with mine. Her hands came up around my neck and mine went straight for her monster tits. The remaining two buttons on her blouse were history. I pushed away and pulled the cushions from two loungers next to the pool and drug them to the far end, away from the house and the lights from inside. After dropping them side-by-side on the pool apron, I turned and faced Grace, who stood in only her garter and black hose in front of me, with her hands on her hips.

Her pendulous tits sagged down, hanging nearly to her waist. I lifted them and squeezed them with both hands. She put her hands on my shoulders to steady her self as I bent to suck on her thick rubbery nipples. I heard her growling in her throat as I ground my teeth into her tit flesh.

I pulled my pants and shirt off and dropped to my knees in front of her. I reached around her and grabbed her fleshy ass cheeks in both hands and pulled her to me. The moon was still bright enough for me to see her thick salt and pepper pubic bush, glistening with her moisture before my face. I buried my face in her pussy and went to town. Grace flooded me within moments, smearing me with her excretions.

Her hairy bush smelled like fresh mown grass. I turned her and helped her to lie back on the cushions. Her hands found my cock and pulled me into her mouth. Straddling her face, I returned my attention to her wet pussy. It took several seconds for me to separate her thick thatch and lay it neatly aside so I could slide my tongue between her full outer lips and wallow in her soft interior. She flooded me with her sweet nectar as I delved into her hot cunt.

Her mouth was clamped around my cock, her tongue waging war on the soft round head. Her hands massaged my balls and cruised up and down my cock and thighs. She sucked me in farther and began to slide her tongue out of her mouth and around my cock as she sucked on me. What an incredible sensation. I could feel her breath on my balls as she pulled me in deeper. 

I felt her mouth desert me and heard her say, "I've got to have you in me, David!"

I pushed up, making an effort to turn around. But she pushed me back down, turning me onto my back. She stepped over me, placing a foot on either side if my hips. As she lowered her body down, I could feel the juices flowing out of her pussy and dripping down on my stomach. Then I felt the heat of her cunt as she took me deep inside. She sat flat down on me. I reached up and grabbed for those huge titties. I mauled her, while she just sort of squirmed her pussy all around on my dick. I could feel her juices oozing out of her and running down between the cheeks of my butt.

She started to cum, growling through her teeth and clamping hard on me. I could feel her contractions race through her on the head of my deeply buried cock. More thick juice oozed out of her. When her spasms subsided, she started to rock. Gradually she intensified her movements until she bounced up and down on me. Grace was heavier than any woman I had ever been with, but she moved like a cat. When my release came, I washed her full of thick hot cum, splashing high up in her thrusting cunt. She descended to the bottom and sat there rocking until I had finished with my tumultuous explosion.

"Don't move, Baby," Grace whispered.

She put her hands on my shoulders and raised her pussy up off my softening cock. She lifted about a foot above me and held herself there on her hands and feet. I stared down between her huge hanging jugs and watched as thick globs of sperm drooled from her distended cunt and pooled on my belly, next to my deflated cock.

Then she did something that blew my young mind. After the cum had stopped dripping from her, she released a thin stream of scalding yellow urine. The thin stream increased to a torrent of hot raging piss, splashing down on my belly and running, mingled with our sex fluids down off my body, over the cushion and onto the pool apron, where it formed a dark wet spot on the concrete. She leaned down and covered my lips with a hot open-mouthed kiss. I was spent.

Grace laid back down on me, smearing the remains of our coupling between our bodies as she continued the kiss.

Lifting her head, she said, "That was marvelous, Lover Boy."

I could hear hands clapping from the other side of the pool. Rolling my head to the side, I could see two women and a man standing by the patio door. I couldn't tell who they were, but they had obviously enjoyed the show. Grace dismounted and stood up. She walked to the shallow end of the pool and descended the steps into the cool water. I stood up and dove off the deep end. I came up as my hands touched the side of the far end. When I surfaced, I was staring straight up into Aunt Faye's cum coated pussy.


"Quite a show, Stud Muffin," she purred. Then she too entered the pool.

Carman and Jim joined us and before long, most of the swingers were all in the pool. The women with hairdos, unsuited for swimming lounged in the shallow end. The men mostly swam up and back and got out. Carman and Faye stayed with me in the deep end until all the others went back into the house for other activities.

"First time for the yellow rain?" Carman asked.

"Yeah," I answered. "She kind of caught me by surprise."

"My Xavier likes to do the yellow rain," she said. "I let him, because I love him. The old one will see to it that she has his gift before this night is over."

"Not my thing," Faye said.

"We do strange things for those we love," Carman declared.

"That we do," Faye agreed.

"How about you, Little One?" Carman asked. "What do you find most enjoyable with the ladies?"

"I love it all," I answered. "I try to please the one I'm with. I try to make it good for her."

"Then you will grow to become a great lover," Carman stated. "And if she wants you to do distasteful things to her, what do you say?"

"I say, roll over and spread 'em," I answered.

Her hand was slowly stroking me under the water. Faye moved around me and eased up against the dark skinned Latino woman.

"So, you like it in the ass?" She breathed into Carman's ear, her hands groping Carman's tits.

"Oh, Si!" She gasped, feeling Faye's knee make contact with her pussy under the water. "My Xavier refuses. He says it's a filthy thing to do. Glenn was in too much of a hurry to fill my mouth, than to worry about what I wanted."

"I can help you with that," I said, nibbling on Carman's earlobes as I whispered to her. "Come with me."

I hoisted myself out of the pool and dunked the lounger cushions in the pool to wash the cum and piss off of them. Faye and Carman swam to the ladder and climbed out. They followed me as I dragged the two cushions behind me to the far back of the big yard behind the house. I dropped them on the grass and stood as the two lovely dripping women approached. Faye pushed Carman down on the cushions and then knelt in front of me, sucking my cock deep into her mouth. Carman watched as Faye sucked me all the way down.

"Such a beautiful sight," Carman said. "The woman giving pleasure to the man."

Faye reached for the Spanish girl and pulled her to us. She directed her face to my cock and watched as Carman took me down. Faye kissed Carman's face, and they shared me for several minutes until I had grown to full strength. Faye pushed me away and turned Carman around and down on her hands and knees. Her face went between Carman's ass cheeks and I could hear her slurping as she lubricated her to receive my hard dick. I pushed Faye away and put my cock against her wet hole. It just popped inside.




Aunt Faye Ch. 06



Then I pushed balls deep into her with one smooth stroke. She hissed. Faye moved under Carman, spreading her legs wide. Carman devoured Faye's lush pussy with her mouth. I started to pound into her ass hole for all I was worth. Carman had undoubtedly had more than one cock in her ass because she wasn't very tight. But, she was hot and started to return every thrust. Faye gave up. Carman was much too engrossed with the cock in her ass, than to eat Faye's pussy.

Faye crawled behind us and started to lick my ass hole. Then I felt her fingers probing me. Faye is a real participant. Before long, Carman was shrieking as her orgasm overcame her. I could feel her clutching at me as I hammered into her. On and on it went, with Carman experiencing one strong convulsion after another. But, I was nowhere near to another release. Carman, on the other hand was exhausted. She had all but stopped moving. She whimpered into the cushions. Faye pushed me away from the sobbing woman and took her into her arms, comforting her. I could see Faye smiling in the moonlight as she softly stroked Carman's dark hair. My cock, still stubbornly rigid, pointed up at the moon.

I was dying from thirst, so I left Faye and Carman in the back of the yard. I wandered back up toward the house in search of liquid refreshment. No one was by the pool, and the kitchen was also deserted so I raided the fridge for a cold beer. I stood leaning at the counter, with a raging hard on, sipping on my beer. Mother rushed into the room, almost in tears. She came to an abrupt halt when she saw me there. Her hand flew to her mouth.

"What's the matter?' I questioned.

Tears welled in her eyes, as she said, "I don't know what's wrong with me."

"What are you talking about?" I insisted.

"I just don't understand!" She wailed.

I put the bottle on the counter and took her by the shoulders and turned her to look at me.

I shook her gently, and asked, "What is your problem?"

She looked at me and howled, "You're the only man I ever have an orgasm with!"

"Say, WHAT?" I choked.

Tears flowing down her face, she blubbered, "Ned fucked me, getting his rocks off in about one and a half minutes, just like your father. And then Glenn fumbled around, with his teeny tiny little pecker, unable to get hard again after cumming in Carman's mouth, shooting it all over my hand before I ever got him all the way hard again. And then that big stud Xavier thinking he's just going to bust one in my mouth and be done with me, couldn't get it back up again either. I have needs too, you know?"

"Take it easy, Mother," I soothed. "You know I won't let you down. Go and put something on and we'll drive over to my condo, where we can be alone."

"But what about the others?" She sniffled.

"They'll get along just fine without us," I assured her.

She darted out of the kitchen. I went to my old room, found a pair of jeans in the closet, and old John madly pumping his dick into Elaine's sucking mouth. I went out the back door and told Faye we were leaving. She got a pained look on her gorgeous face as she pulled it away from Carman's drenched pussy. Then I went around the house and found mother standing by my car, wearing a filmy transparent negligee and high heels.

I opened the door and helped her into the car. I went around and entered from my side. She slid up against me and quickly had her hand inside the fly of my jeans, massaging my again growing erection. I wasn't sure that we'd make it to my place, but somehow we managed. I pushed her ahead me toward the front door and hastily stuck my key in the lock.

Two feet inside the door, and we were both naked and locked in a hot wet kiss. I picked her up, whereupon she locked her legs around me. I turned and we fell back against the front door. It took a bit of maneuvering until I hoisted her up and lowered her pussy down onto my stiff prick. I started humping into her against the door.

I'm 6'-2" and weigh 195 pounds, and I'm in reasonably good shape. My forty-one year old mother, who has a great shape and body, still weighs around 140 pounds.

Now let me 'splain sumpthin' to ya about humpin' against the front door. You see it in the porno films, and for a few short seconds, you see it on TV, but unless you're The Rock, or Goldberg, you ain't gonna hump against the front door for very long, without wearing all the skin off Mama's back, breaking your own back, or worse, breaking your dick off when you collapse on the floor!

So, after a few passionate moments trying to knock the front door off it's hinges, we decided that the waterbed upstairs was the hot setup.

Up the stairs we went, to the frolic under the mirrors. I had a hand stuck between her legs by the time we reached the landing. She turned and grabbed my dick and went up the remaining steps backwards, pulling me by the doo-dad along with her.

Once in the waterbed, I pointed up and showed her our reflection in the mirrors from above and the two mirrors at the sides of the bed. She started kissing me all over. We watched ourselves in the mirrors and laughed until we ached. She had me in her mouth and stared into the mirror to the left and exaggerated her movements so we could get the full effect. Then I positioned her on her hands and knees so she could watch me eat her hot pussy. All the while, we got hotter and hotter.

Then I just had to fuck her. I had lost all restraint. First she lay on her back watching in the overhead mirrors while I sawed into her. Then I did her doggy style so she could watch in the side mirror. Then she got on top, facing away from me so she could see my cock going in and out as she rose up and down. Then I turned her around so she could see me playing with her soft titties.

Finally, it was just too much for either of us and she flopped back on her back, spread her legs and invited me to fuck her brains out. So I did!

Within just a few minutes of entering her sopping wet pussy, she started to buck under me, contracting around me in a gut wrenching orgasm that lasted for more than a minute before she relaxed.

I felt myself getting close, and told her so.

"I want you to cum in my mouth!" She commanded.

I pulled out just as I felt myself start to cum. I grabbed my cock and squeezed it while I jumped higher up on mother's body. Unable to hold back completely, the first shot caught her on the chin and splattered up over her face. She pulled me into her mouth and sucked as I released twice more in her mouth. She pulled me out and held me against her cheek on one side and then the other as I splashed her two more times.

Totally drained, I rolled over to the side and lay next to her. She brought her hands to her face and rubbed them in the thick sauce that coated her cheeks. She then moved her hands to her heaving breasts and smoothed the milky cream all over them, massaging it into her skin. She repeated it a second time, until her tits shone with wet cum.

"I wish your Aunt Faye could have seen us," Mother said softly, when she had finished caressing herself.

"Oh, Meredith Darling," Faye crooned, standing in the bedroom door with the front door key dangling from her finger. "I did see you. I watched the whole erotic scene. And you're right. He is the only man who makes you cum. But, I'll bet I know something else too. I'll bet I can get you off just as hard as he did, Lover."

Faye's other hand came into view, holding up a long thick double-ended dildo for us to see!



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"Ooh, Sweetie!" Ma breathed, crawling off the bed and advancing to the doorway where Aunt Faye stood holding the monster dildo. "I'll just bet you can!"

"Ma!" I complained, "You're insatiable!"

Faye wagged the obscene faux cock in the air and began removing her clothes. I jumped off the bed and beat a hasty retreat for the bathroom, wrapped a towel around my waist, and then escaped to the downstairs, just as the two of them tumbled into the big waterbed. I desperately needed a break after the incredible session I'd just had with my mother. I figured she and Faye would keep each other occupied long enough for me to grab a beer and catch my breath.

I could hear the two of them giggling and grunting all the way down in the living room. I guess I have unleashed something in mom that has been eager to escape for a long time. My curiosity getting the best of me, I crept up the stairs and peeked into the bedroom. Aunt Faye and mom were lying with their heads on opposite ends of the bed. Each of them had one end of the big rubber phallus imbedded in her pussy, with their legs forming an X, humping madly against it. Faye grunted like a pig and mother was groaning constantly as they mashed together around the dildo.

Mother's eyes were closed tightly. Her face was contorted with her pleasure. She clutched at her soft breasts with her hands, all the while grinding herself relentlessly on the big rubber dick. Her moans changed to shrieks as she launched into a strong orgasm, throwing herself against Faye with increased ferocity. Faye erupted seconds later, gnashing her teeth and crying out as she swept into a state of complete euphoria. Their pussies made loud sucking noises as they squirmed together.

I remained outside the door, not wishing to disturb them in their state of sexual bliss. I watched as they lay there, recovering from their mutual orgasms.

"Close, My Sweet," Mom finally managed to say. "But I think we still gotta give the final vote to David's cock."

"I'll give you no argument," Faye gasped. "But I sure enjoyed it."

"Yeah, me too," Mom sighed.

I backed away from the door, and went back downstairs. It was almost an hour later that mom came down, having showered and tied her hair up in a towel. Faye followed shortly thereafter. I was sitting on the sofa, watching the tube. Mother came over and sat next to me. She tucked her legs up under her as she sat down. The towel she had wrapped around her body parted, exposing her soft titties, and moist bush.

"You've been so sweet to me through all of this turmoil in my life," She said. "And your Aunt Faye is such a dear."

"She's a honey, all right," I agreed. "You two seem to get along right well too."

"Got room for me?" Faye asked, coming over to sit on the other side of me on the sofa.

"Always," I answered. "You're my two favorite people in the whole world."

Faye had the required towel wrapped around her head too. It must be a female thing. Although, she had neglected to wrap a towel around her body so she was naked except for her head. There was no shame here. Nudity had become the norm when we were together.

"I think my mother is going to be here next weekend, David," Faye said, I know you'd like to see her."

That was an understatement. Faye's mother had made an impression on me. Undoubtedly, she is the most sensual woman I had ever met. And yes, I would love to see her again. That ain't all I'd like to do to her.

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Faye's comment about her mother coming had started a yearning in me. I recalled our last meeting and I craved seeing the older woman again. The last time she was in town, we had fucked on the stairway. It had been one of those who gives a damn kind of a fuck, with no boundaries, no love, no preliminaries, just raw hard sex. Faye and her sister had been part of the tangle of arms and legs too, but it had been Icy that had driven me up the wall that night. I wanted a return engagement with her.

I pumped Aunt Faye for more details but drew a blank from her. She had received a message on her voice-mail alluding to the impending visit, but no further details. I bugged her to call Icy, but none of her numbers reached her. So we remained in the dark as to her arrival day and time. Damn the bad luck!

I spent the rest of the week catching up on chores around the condo and even had an afternoon with my dad and Uncle Ned on the golf course. I beat dad by three strokes and Ned by one. I told you I could do it if I put my mind to it.

Dad, it turns out, had figured out that I was screwing Aunt Faye and mother. He wasn't too upset with the fact that I was boffing Faye, but he had a tiny problem with mom. We were on the other side of the fairway from Ned, searching for a big banana ball he had sliced into the woods.

He stepped up to me and putting his arm around my shoulder said, "This thing with your mother is wrong, you know."

Surprised at his remark, I said, "Excuse me?"

"You know what I mean," He said, firmly. "You've been fucking your mother!"

"I take it you have a problem with it." I said.

"She's your mother, for God's sake." He emphasized.

"I realize that," I said. "But it's between mom and me. It doesn't concern you."

"Jesus, David," He said. "Everyone in our little group knows it's going on."

"How could they?" I asked. "I didn't screw her that night at your house. We went to my place. No one could possibly have known if you hadn't told them."

"She was all but naked when she got in your car," He complained. "Everybody knows what was happening."

"So?" I asked. "Nothing can be done to change that. I'm sorry if it's bugging you but it just happened. I didn't go looking for it. She just walked in on Aunt Faye and me one afternoon and things went on from there. It could be worse, she could be fucking one of your friends while you're at work."

"I suppose your right," He said. "Does Ned know about you and Faye?"

"If he does, he hasn't said anything to Faye about it." I answered.

"Well just be careful," Dad said. "Ned can get ugly when he's pissed off."

"As if you wouldn't give Faye a ride first chance you got," I included.

"I don't think Faye will give me a second glance after last weekend," Dad said. "I don't think she was very impressed with my performance."

"Oh, well, Big Guy," I chuckled. "Keep practicing, you'll get it right some day."

I was all full of myself, having totally demoralized my dad and Ned on the golf course. Dad didn't care, but Ned had an attitude going, so I gave dad a ride back to Ponte Vedra, sending Ned on his way to stew in his own juices.

Melanie, the foxy little neighbor girl, was watering the flowerbeds in front of their house when I pulled in with dad. She waved and smiled at us. I got out of the car and went over to say hi to her. Melanie was wearing her teeny-weenie bikini, and looking just fine. I hadn't had a whole lot of conversation with her, but she was really cute so I decided to ask her for a date.

"Sure, when?" Melanie asked.

"Any time is good for me, I'm on break for two more weeks." I stated.

"I can be ready in half an hour if you want to go out tonight." She bubbled.

"Great," I answered. "I'll be at dad's when you're ready."

I went inside and found mom sitting by the pool, catching the last of the afternoon sun. She had a cigarette going and a large frosty glass of some unknown beverage sitting on the table next to her. She was evidently working on erasing her tan lines, because she was topless.

"Dad knows," I said, softly.

"I know," She said. "He got all over me about leaving with you last Friday night and not staying to play with our guests."

"I'm sorry, Ma." I said.

"Don't be," She continued. "I've been wanting him to find out for a long time. He can be such an ass hole. But I really hate lying to him. It's best he knows."

"I hope Uncle Ned doesn't find out about Aunt Faye," I said. "I don't think he'd appreciate me screwing her."

"Oh, David," She said. "I don't think you'll ever have any problem with him. They have an agreement they made when they got married. He does his thing, and she does hers. Or in this case, yours!"

It just keeps getting weirder all the time.

"I'm taking Melanie out tonight," I said.

"Wonderful!" Mom said, enthusiastically. "She's such a nice girl."

"It'll be strange being around someone my own age," I said.

"You have been devoting a lot of time to the older ladies," She said. "Makes it hard to find a wife if they're all married already!"

"I'm not looking for a wife, Ma," I stated.

"No, but you sure are getting a lot of practice for your marriage bed," She giggled.

"Hi, everybody," Melanie sang out from the patio door.

"Hi, Sweetheart," Mom returned Melanie's greeting. "Oops! Sorry!" She gasped, realizing that she was naked except for her thong bikini bottom.

Melanie and I both exited laughing out loud. Mother turned crimson. As if she were embarrassed. Fat chance!

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"Let's get some food," I said. "I'm starving."

"Sounds great," Melanie agreed.

"What's your pleasure?" I asked.

"Seafood!" She stated.

"I've got just the place," I answered, turning the wheel and heading north to Palm Valley Road.

We drove the short distance to the place I had in mind. Lulu's is a great seafood place tucked back off the road on the Intra-coastal Waterway, on the very northern edge of the area known as Palm Valley. It faced the river and on a balmy spring evening it was real cozy to sit out on the open porch, which nestled right down on the water, and eat some fantastic seafood.

I was deeply involved in a Captain's Platter, and enjoying an icy cold draft when the conversation we were having returned to the evening that Faye, mom and I had screwed Melanie out by the pool in mom's yard.

"Why did your mother and aunt get me all horny that day by the pool?" She inquired.

"Well, I'd say you looked pretty hot in that skimpy little bikini you had on," I said. "And when you lost your top, you got everybody's juices flowing."

"Ya but, women don't usually start it up with other women, do they?" She asked. "I don't have much experience. Especially not with women."

"Well, Mel, I'd say you have a bit to learn about the fair sex." I chuckled.

"I've got a lot to learn about sex PERIOD!" She mumbled.

"Oh?" I questioned, curiosity getting the best of me.

"That time with you was only the third I've ever had intercourse," She whispered. "I mean I've made out lots of times and played with the guy's thing, but I've only ever really done it three times."

"Wow!" I said. "Did you like it?'

"With you and your mom and aunt it was fantastic," She breathed, excitedly. "I had my very first orgasm and everything!"

I looked around to make sure no one was eavesdropping on us. This conversation would probably raise more than on eyebrow. We were quite by ourselves on the outside deck.

"David," She whispered, "will you teach me about sex?"

"You mean you want to get laid?" I blurted out.

I heard the waitress over by the service station giggle and look at us. Melanie turned every color of red she could. I guess I must have raised my voice just a scrimption higher than necessary, because the waitress had heard my comment.

"That's exactly what I mean, David!" She insisted.

The waitress arrived with our meal and as she was placing the plates on our table, she leaned and whispered in my ear; "Looks like you're gonna get lucky tonight, Fella."

I wanted to be someplace else at that moment.

"Sorry," I said, to no one in particular, "I didn't mean to embarrass you."

"Oh, I'm not embarrassed," the waitress replied, "I just wish it was me instead."

Melanie glared at the waitress, and then at me. The waitress winked at me and swished away.

"Well, will ya?" Mel asked in a very soft voice.

"Will I what?" I stammered, stuffing a large, very hot shrimp into my mouth so I would be less likely to blurt out something else stupid.

"Will you teach me about sex and every thing?" She insisted.

"I think you should talk to my Aunt Faye about that," I answered. "She's probably a much better teacher than I am."

"But, I want to do it tonight," She whined and pouted.

"OK!" I hissed, looking around to see if we had any more eavesdroppers close by. "I guess we can go back to the condo after we eat, if you want to?"

"Of course I want to!" She beamed. "I can't wait!"

I looked up over her head, across the room at the waitress. She gave me a thumbs-up sign with her hand and a large grin. I still wanted to be some place else at the moment.

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We finished eating and drove back across the river to the condo. Melanie never stopped yakking the whole way there. She kept asking me about Faye and ma and why we were all naked that day by the pool. It slowly dawned on me that Melanie wasn't exactly the brightest bulb on the tree. I had been trying to ease around the subject of us all being sexually involved, but she kept asking questions until I finally just told her that Faye, mother and I were fucking each other. She stopped talking and just stared at me with her mouth hanging open.

"With your own mother?" She managed. "And your aunt too?"

"Yes," I said. "And there's a group of the neighbors that get together and swap partners too."

"Who?" She gasped.

"I think I had better keep that to myself," I answered. "I don't think it needs to be spread all over what goes on after dark in the neighborhood."

"Oh pooh!" She pouted again. "You can tell me."

We parked in the drive in front of the condo and I opened the door for her to get out. As I approached the front door, I noticed a note stuck in the crack next to the door knob. I pulled the note out and opened the door, ushering Melanie into the dark foyer. I flipped the lights on and unfolded the pink paper. It smelled strongly of Shalimar.

"Call me SOON, Lover Boy! 510-613-3776" was carefully written in very feminine script on the page and signed: "Icy"

I could feel my balls tingle as I read the note.

"Are you ignoring me?" I heard through the fantasy that had consumed my brain.

Looking up, I saw Melanie standing in the middle of the living room with her hands on her hips, gawking at me. She was stark naked. Reality crept back in and I sighed. Melanie was so young compared to the other women in my life that I felt like I was about to rob the cradle. But I just stuffed the note in my shirt pocket, and pulled the shirt over my head and dropped it on the chair as I walked slowly toward the tiny dark haired vixen.

I unbuckled my pants and dropped them in the chair with my shirt. Collecting Melanie in my arms, I carried her up the stairs and laid her on the waterbed. I searched the drawers in the nightstand for a condom. Much to my chagrin, I came up empty.

"What are you looking for?" Melanie asked.

"A rubber," I answered. "I don't think we want you pregnant after class."

"I'm on the pill, Silly," She giggled. "You don't have to worry about that."

She crawled to the edge of the bed and crooked her finger at me. I walked over where upon, she took my fully erect cock in her hand and softly stroked it up and down. A big droplet formed on the tip which she flicked away with her thumb. I reached down and stroked the side of her face with my fingers. Melanie leaned forward and kissed the end of my cock ever so softly. I think perhaps Melanie had been putting me on just a bit, because she then opened her mouth and took my stiffy nearly all the way into her throat without hesitation. The only other woman, who had taken me in that far, was Faye.

Melanie had done this before. Her mouth was hot and wet, and her hands knew just where to move to cause those sensations that drive you nuts.

"You sure you haven't done this before?" I asked.

Pulling her mouth off my very erect cock and looking up at me, she said, "Oh sure, I suck cock all the time. I just don't know much about the other stuff. Daddy says I'm a natural at it."

I almost fell over backwards. Whether she realized it or not, Melanie had just admitted to me that she had sucked off her father.

"Your daddy?" I quizzed.

"Um…… maybe I shouldn't have told you that," Melanie whispered as she gobbled my cock back into her mouth.

I dislodged myself from her and sat on the edge of the bed next to her. I rolled her away from me and over on her front. I started to run my hands slowly up and down her back. I let my fingers wander across her skin from side to side and all along her spine. After a few minutes, I eased my hands along her legs and down to her feet and back up the inside of her thighs. Melanie's breathing increased, and she started to squirm slightly as my fingers made contact with the soft flesh between her legs.

Melanie spread her legs giving me better access to her sex. I touched the soft skin between her pussy and her puckered rosebud with my fingernails, slowly dragging back up between her cheeks. She moaned aloud. Again, I stroked between her legs, this time going in the other direction and rubbing across her nether lips. When my nails contacted her clit, Melanie burst over the orgasmic edge, clamping my hand with her thighs and drenching me with her juices. I still had not penetrated into her.

The dark-haired girl bucked against my hand for many seconds before calming down. As she relaxed, I was again able to move my hand against her. I carefully parted her petals with my fingers and easily slipped first one and then a second digit into her wet channel. She clamped her legs together again and started to hump against my intrusive fingers. Soon she erupted for a second time, crying into the bed covers as the convulsions washed through her body.

I flipped the quaking girl over onto her back and spread her legs wide apart. Crawling over her, I positioned myself between her legs and entered her. A long whoosh escaped her mouth as our bodies came together. Her legs went around my back and her hips came up off the bed. Melanie started to undulate against me. I was fully embedded into her hot cunt, and clamped tightly into her by her legs. Unable to really move much, I let her do most of the work. Bucking hard against me like she was, it didn't take me very long to feel the rush from deep inside begin to build and fill her with a huge load of love milk. Her third orgasm coincided exactly with my first.

It occurred to me that what her father had said about her being a natural might also be true of her coital skills as well. Melanie was one hell of a fuck!

After a quick shower, I took Melanie back to her house and drove back to the condo. I remembered the note from Icy and spent twenty minutes trying to find it before remembering it was in the pocket of the shirt I'd been wearing earlier in the evening. Finding it, I glanced at the clock and noted it was almost 1:00 AM and wondered if I should call her or not. Figuring she was a party animal any way, I dialed the cell phone number and waited.

She answered on the third ring. "Hello, Stud Muffin," She cooed into her phone.

"How'd you know it was me?" I questioned.

"Caller I.D. Sweet Meat," She stated. "How's that gorgeous young cock of yours?"

"Very tired," I said, honestly. "I've been giving lessons to the neighbor girl. Except I don't think she needs a whole lot more training."

"You are a busy little beaver, aren't you?" She giggled.

"All in a days work," I replied.

"I'm on my way to your house as we speak," She said. "Do you mind?"

"I'll put the light on for you," I said. The line went dead.

I switched the front light on and went to the kitchen for a beer. It seemed like only a few minutes had passed, when I saw headlights flash across the drapes on the front window. I went to open the door for Icy. I looked out at one of those super long stretch limos sitting in the drive. A short husky figure emerged from the driver door and scurried around to the passenger door to the rear and quickly pulled it open.




Aunt Faye Ch. 07



A bejeweled spike-heeled shoe attached to a long dark-hosed leg swung from the car and descended to the pavement, followed by its mirror twin. The hem of a long chinchilla coat dropped around the dark legs. Icy's smiling face popped up above the car door as she stood and stepped from the car. Her long diamond earrings flashed in the car lights as she walked up the drive to where I was standing.

As she approached, I noticed that her coat hung open about four or five inches and the only garment I could see under it was the black lace web of her garter belt where it passed across her tummy just below her belly button.

"I'll call you in the morning, Carl" Icy sang over her shoulder to the limo driver.

Her lips covered mine and her tongue made its way deep into my mouth when she stepped up to me. She pushed me back into the condo and kicked the door closed with her heel. She slipped out of the soft fur, which ended up in a fuzzy pile on the slate tile just inside the front door. My arms went around the quite naked, except for the shoes, nylons and garter, and very sexy mother of my Aunt Faye.



Aunt Faye Ch. 08



Aunt Faye Ch. 8

To say Icy was hot to trot would have been silly. Few adjectives exist to describe a woman who simply wants to fuck. Hard, fast, deep, no frills, just git-r-done and we’ll worry about the foreplay later kind of fucking. That was Icy right now.

“Just stick it in me, Big Guy.” She gasped, breaking the kiss and pushing me toward the sofa several feet behind me. “I need you in me right now!” 

When my knees hit the front of the sofa I went over backwards landing flat on my back with Icy on top of me. She crawled up onto me reaching between us to find my cock and worm it up and into her steamy wet pussy. Once I popped inside of her, she pushed herself down, taking me all the way to the root. She remained motionless for a full minute before she started flexing the muscles in her cunt again and again, faster and faster, harder and harder, all the while her face pushed into the hollow of my neck just under my chin. Her breath hissed from her nose and mouth against my neck each time she bore down on my firmly entrenched pecker until she gave one huge final thrust, froze in place, clamped her teeth down on the soft flesh of my neck, growled like a bitch in heat, and erupted like a volcano.

Ever so slowly, the convulsions in Icy’s pussy eased and gradually ceased. Her breathing returned to normal as the tension in her body relaxed and I could feel her stirring slightly as she lifted her head to look at me. She had a fiery glaze in those ice blue eyes that slowly morphed into a twinkle as she whispered, “Thanks, I needed that!” I still had not spoken a word to her since she had stepped from the limo. Her body began a slow undulation on my still fully impaled cock. “I guess it’s time to pay the man for his services, wouldn’t you say?” 

“Um, sounds like a splendid idea to me,” I managed, as Icy inched herself up so only the very tip of me was still immersed in her. 

With agonizing slowness she descended back down ’til she once again rested firmly against me. Her face nuzzled back into my neck and I could feel her breath each time she exhaled. Again she withdrew from me and again she lowered back all the way down. With deliberately slow movements she repeated her stroking. Up and down, again and again, keeping perfect cadence with her shallow breathing, for uncountable minutes. Each time her body came fully against me, I would flex my insanely hard pecker up against her cervix. Eventually, she began to grunt softly each time I flexed inside of her.

Her breathing became more ragged as she continued milking me with her sopping wet puss. The grunts were joined by a soft hissing as she breathed in and out in unison to her movements. I could feel the pressure building in my belly and knew I was getting pretty close to giving Icy what she came for. I was forcing myself to lay still and let her do all the work, but I was about to lose the battle when she lifted her face from my neck and rasped, “So how much you reckon I gotta pay the man for the services?

“Dunno, it depends,” I hissed through clenched teeth.

“On what?” Icy begged.”

“Services rendered,” My reply.

“I want the full meal deal,” She whispered again.

“Blow job in the morning when I wake up.” Again, my reply.

“Done,” She wheezed.

As she drew up to the top this time, I locked my arms around her waist, pulled my legs up under us and launched upwards into her, pushing her toward the back of the sofa. Spinning as I lifted us, we landed with me on the top of Icy, and my cock lodged completely inside her. Her breath came in one harsh woosh as I stroked out and in exactly one time and sent the mother of all loads throttling deep into her now frantically pulsing cunt.

Icy growled again, like before but this time it lasted longer, and came from deeper down inside. Her orgasm was intense and lasted a long while. Her pussy continued to pulse through several gradually diminishing after shocks ‘til she lay quietly under me. Every now and then, she’d flex again until she finally pushed my now limp cock out of her, followed by a great glob of our mixed goo that ran down over my balls and pooled under her butt on the couch.

Exhausted, I rolled off her and sat myself on the floor next to the sofa. Many minutes passed before our breathing regulated and she could speak. Rolling on her side behind my head on the sofa, Icy asked, “So, does that mean I'll be spending the night so I can pay you in the morning?”

“It would seem that way,” I stated.

“Cool,” Her response. “But I don't have any jammys.”

“Awww, that's such a shame.” I said, “Somehow, I think we'll manage.”

I stood and turned to her reaching my hand out to help her up from the sofa. Glancing at the clock on the end table I noted it was after 2:00 AM. Taking her hand, I headed for the stairs and up to the bedroom, Icy in tow. Of course, the bed was all disheavled from my recent tryst with young Melanie earlier in the evening and the odor of sex lingered in the air. Hell, this whole house smelled of sex. I wonder why?

She crossed the room to the bed and snuggled under the covers and was asleep before I came out of the bathroom. I followed suit and was sawing logs almost before my head hit the pillow. What a day this had been.

In as much as I had just turned twenty one, and this was my first adventure living in my own place for such a short time, waking in the darkness with another person asleep in my bed was not a common occurance. That being said, something had wakened me. The room was quite dark, the only light being cast by a night light through the open bathroom door across the room. I was laying on my back. It was very quiet in the room but for the very shallow breathing of one very sexy Italian couger curled up in the covers on the far side of the bed. There was a blend of various scents floating in the air. My brain was still half asleep so it took a while to identify what they were. Perfume, more than one fragrence, the odor of cigarettes, and sex. Naw, I'm dreaming, and I had to pee.

I rolled out of the waterbed and staggered to the bathroom and took care of that problem. I returned to the bed and crawled back in and was again soon asleep. Again, I was awakened by movement in the bed. It was still very early and not completely daylight but the room had brightened slightly. I glanced up into the mirrors of the canopy over the bed and saw the shape of Icy, still sleeping on the far side of the bed. Slowly the events of the previous afternoon and evening seeped into my brain.

I had spent the early part of the evening with Melanie, ending up here in the waterbed screwing like bunnies. Then some time after one o'clock in the morning, Icy had shown up and we had sex downstairs on the sofa. Hence, the lingering scent of perfume in the air and the smell of cigarettes, not to mention the odor of sex. Then it came to me why Icy was still here. Silly me, I was gonna get a wake up call this morning from her.

I got hard instantly. I thought back on her last visit and the way she emptied my balls with her mouth. This woman is a pro. The clock on the night stand told me it was 6:59 AM. I wondered how much longer she would sleep before the fun started. I figured it would be cool to grab a quick shower and wash off the left-overs from last night.

I carefully rolled to the side of the bed and started to roll out when I heard a voice from under the heap of covers, “Don't you dare take a shower, Buster. I want you just the way you are right now.”

So, I lay back down as Icy emerged from under the blankets. Her hair was a wild raven colored tangle. The make-up was less than perfect, and I could see that I had smeared her lipstick when we were kissing downstairs. Those huge blue eyes were ablaze as she rolled across the bed and rose up on all fours. My dick was really hard now.

“I always pay my debts.” She stated, reaching her hand out to lift my cock up. Her tongue extended between her lips and she started way down on the bottom of my balls and slowly licked the bottom of my shaft all the way to the tip, carefully removing the rivulet of pre-cum that had formed there. “Know what I mean?”

No argument from me. Icy's long dark hair cascaded down, obscuring my view, so I just lay back and closed my eyes and savored this moment. She closed her lips around me and   
went to work. I felt the back of her throat with the head of my cock. She stayed down on me for several seconds before she lifted her head pulling out to just the very tip again
her hand followed her lips up and down until she eventually took me all the way down her throat. I could feel the muscles in her throat working to keep me down there. As she withdrew, a great flow of saliva slathered my dick as she followed her lips again with her hand. I just had to watch her so I pushed the mass of tangled hair to one side with my hand so I could see.

One thing I had noted about this woman was that although she was not a screamer nor a moaner, she had a tendancy to grunt or growl when she was in the throws of sex. This was no exception. I could feel the vibrations her throat made each time she took me fully  to the bottom.

Growling was to be the norm at this point as I was getting really close to washing her mouth out with cum and I could hear my own gutteral sounds, in unison with hers, as the money shot grew closer. Icy sensed it as well because she stepped up the speed and increased the volume as I crossed the barrier. I grabbed her head with both hands and thrust all the way down her searing throat and erupted. She managed to back off just a very little bit and pumped with that slippery hand milking huge ropes of goo out of me into her mouth, snarling through her nose as her orgasm hit her.

I concluded that her old man must really be lame for not taking better care of her. If I had one like this, I'd surely do my best to keep her happy and all to myslf. 

My flacid dick plopped from her mouth, “We good?” She asked.

“Splendid,” I  replied. “Just absolutely freaking splendid!”

“Great,” She said, crawling out of the bed and heading for the bathroom. “Get cleaned up and I'll take you to breakfast and you can ride to the airport with me.”

“What's at the aitport?” I questioned.

“Airplanes.” Her reply form the shower.

I should have known better than to ask that question. Icy never misses a chance to complicate the conversation.

“I got that part. I was just curious as to why it is that we are going to said airport?” I asked.

“I'm catching a flight to Italy. My uncle Nino passed away and I'm going to his memorial service and to the reading of his will.” She called back. “Be a sweetheart and fetch my bag from the limo so I can get some fresh undies. It's the small blue clutch on the back seat.”

I did as she asked, returning to my bedroom with her bag. Entering the room, I was stunned to find her standing naked at the foot of the waterbed, brushing her hair with my hair brush. At 5'-7” and about 135 pounds with a full head of long dark hair, Icy is a sight to behold. With a pair of 38 double D's, a narrow waist and flairing hips, great legs, and yummy olive skin, huge blue eyes, full lush lips, I felt all tingley again.

“Thanks for bringing the bag, Lover,” She cooed. “Get dressed so we can go.”

Again, I did as she asked and showered, shaved and dressed in less than ten minutes and headed downstairs to see where things were headed now. Icy stood at the little bar in the living room with a bottle of orange juice in one hand and a cigarette burning in the other. She wore a one piece gold clingy dress that fit her like a second skin. It was obvious that other than the dark stockings and the spiked shoes, that was all she had on.

“So, what happened to the undies?” I questioned.

“Must be in another bag.” She answered. “All I could find was the dress I had on before I came here last night.”

“I'm good with that.” I replied. “How long you going to be in Italy?”

“No more than a few days, I hope.” She said. “ I want to come back here and spend a few days with you and Faye.”

“Faye know you're here?”

“Nope, I wanted to see you so I booked my flight to give me the night here with you.” She said in a husky voice that reeked of sex. “I fly out at 1:00 so we have time for breakfast and the ride to the aitport. The limo will bring you back here after you drop me off.”

Away we went to the IHOP on Atlantic Blvd. Icy drew the appreciative eyes of every male in the crowded restaurant, and the glares of every female, as we entered and were led to a booth. Walking behind this forty something year old woman was indeed an adventure. Those glutes moved up and down like two bowling balls in a croaker sack. I had been naked in bed with them puppies only two hours earlier and the memory staggers me.

All Icy wanted was a bagel for breakfast, but this kid had worked up an appitite over the last 15 hours and it required three trips through the buffet line to kill it.

“You're going to explode.” She remarked.

“Gotta keep my strength up so I can take care of my ladies.” I answered

“Just how many ladies are there to take care of?” She asked

“Depends,” I said. “Some days could be three or four. Some days more, some days less, depends on the day.”

“Wish I lived on this side of the country so I could get in the rotation.” She mumbled around a bite of her bagel.

I have to say, I would have liked that idea myself. Icy was waving for the waitress and the check and preparing to leave. She paid and again I followed behind her as we left the IHOP.

Carl, the limo driver, was quick to open the door for her so she could climb into the limo. I followed her in and watched as her skirt rode up her butt giving me a whole shot of her ass and pussy as she slid over. 

“Damn, Icy,” I said, “You look good enough to eat.”

As the limo pulled out into traffic she hiked the skirt up even higher, spread her legs wide and with a wicked smile she said, “So eat, already. We have plenty of time before we get to the airport and as I recall, you eat pussy very well for a kid.” 

So for the next twenty minutes or so, I brought my lovely friend to three resounding orgasms. Too bad we had arrived at the airport so soon, I would have dearly loved to load her up with a snatch full of jizz for the flight. But it was not to be as Carl was pulling the door open and placing her bags on the sky-caps cart. Icy gave me a tounge twister kiss and swished away to the check-in gates inside the airport.

“The name please.” The sky-cap asked holding his hand out for her ticket. 

“Sylvia Broccoli Jones.” She replied, handing over the ticket. “See you next week, Cowboy!”

Carl was pulling on my sleeve to get back in the limo. “C'mon man, we gotta split outta the loading zone. You can sit in the front if you want.”

We eased out of the airport and back onto the highway and headed back for the beach. Carl pulled his chauffer's cap off and layed it on the seat between us. “Whew-eee, Partner,” Carl exclaimed. “That's one fine lookin' filly. Wish my wife looked like that.”

“You got that right, Brother,” I agreed. “But you can bet it's a high mantenence operation all around.”

“Amen.” He said.

…........

My cell phone started vibrating in my pocket and then it started ringing. It was Faye. I pulled it out and mashed the button to accept the call. “Hello, Baby!” I sounded like the Big Bopper. Maybe,

“Where are you, David. I've been at your apartment for over an hour just worried sick because your not here on Saturday morning.” Faye wailed into the phone.

“Simmer down, Sugar. I just rode out to the airport with Sylvia Broccoli.” I smiled into the phone.

“Who?”

“Sylvia Broccoli Jones. You know, your mother!” I was about busting a gut trying to keep from laughing.

“Nobody ever calls her that. How did you find out her name?” She asked.

“She spent the night with me last night, we bad breakfast and I rode with her to the airport to catch her flight.” I answered. “We had a grand time. I know who taught you how to suck dick now. She's awsome! I'll be there in a few minutes, wait for me will ya?”

“Sure, see ya.” She closed the call.

I explained to Carl that the call was Icy's daughter and if he wanted to feast his eyes on another looker, he needed to come in and take a leak or something so he could check her out. He said he'd had enough excitement over the last twenty four hours and really needed to get home and catch up on his beauty sleep.

Carl made the swing at the end of the cul-de-sac and dropped me at the curb in front of the condo. I had my hand stuffed in my pocket for the key as I approached the door. Before I could get the key out, the door opened and I could see Faye's face peeking around from behind the door.

“My God David,” She chirped, “I've been worried sick about you!” Pushing the door closed she pulled me into her arms and covered my mouth with hers. We exchanged a tongue lashing for a minute or so and she let me go. “Geez, you taste like pussy!” All Faye had on was a mere wisp of a red demi-bra and the tiniest of  a red thong. 

“I suppose that could be,” I replied. “ I've been with your mother for the past eleven hours and spent half of the last hour buried ears deep between her legs in the limo. Why all the concern?” I questioned.

“Well, it is Saturday,” She pouted. “And my husband and your dad are out on the golf course. I just thought we might have a little time together before your mother or some one else came over here to ravage your young body. But it looks like I'm too late already. Besides which, when did my mother get here and why was she going to the airport?”

“Firstly, it's never too late,” I said. “Secondly, Icy got here around one o'clock this morning, naked and horny. And thirdly, it seems her uncle Nino has passed away and she is on her way to the funeral. Evidently, she's neglected to notify all of the kin folks.”

“So, you fucked her last night?” She asked.

“I did that.”

“And I suppose she stayed all night?”

“She did.”

“And I have no doubt what-so-ever that she sucked your dick this morning?”

“She did indeed.”

“Lemme see, then you ate her pussy all the way to the airport in the limo?”

“Well, that was after breakfast at the IHOP, but yes that pretty much covers it. Except for the part where I had just taken Melanie home after a very enjoyable roll in the hay with her before Icy showed up.”

“And then you're going to come back here expecting to screw me all afternoon after you've done the nasty with my mother?” Faye seemed tense.

“I'm going to have to check back on my dance card,” I said. “But after Melanie, I don't recall anyone else having made a reservation. So I guess I wasn't expecting to spend the afternoon with anyone special. But being as you're already here, and almost naked already, what say I grab a quick shower, brush my teeth and lets see if we can't do, as you say, and screw all afternoon?”

Faye reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, pushed her thong down her legs, “I'll wash your back.” She said pulling me toward the stairs.

….......

I had never been in the shower with a woman before. Much less a beautiful babe like Faye. The experience was almost spiritual. Her soapy hands on my body under the warm flow of the water had me rock hard within moments. I don't think I have ever been so clean in my life as I was when she finished with me. I  nearly lost it when she lathered her hands and reached between my legs, cupping my balls as she slid her fingers across my butt hole. Every day was a new experience for me.

Of coarse, I felt obligated to return the favor. I soaped up and washed every square milimeter of Faye's body, spending a very long time making sure her boobs were squeaky clean and her pussy was too. I was in heaven. Why I had two huge fluffy pink towels in my bathroom was another unanswered mystery but, they worked marvelously to dry two wet bodies after the hot water ran out. Both of us were laughing hysterically as we rubbed each other red aand then tumbled into the still unmade waterbed.




Aunt Faye Ch. 08



I rolled Aunt Faye onto her back and quickly moved between her legs, pushing them wide apart so I could orally asault her smooth glistening labia with my tongue. The second my tongue contacted her clit she went off with a bang. “Ewwwee, fuck yessssss!” She squealed. Unlike her mother, Faye was a bunch more vocal. I eased a finger into her wetness and again I swabbed her bud with my tounge. More forcfully this time. She bucked up off the bed and cried out once again, “Oh shit, Baby. That's the spot!” The bed under my chin was being soaked from the steady flow of her juices. She stiffened yet again as I pushed another finger into her and began to quickly twist from side to side. She erupted again and howled as her orgasm hit her.

“C'mon, Baby, put your cock in me now. I really need to feel you inside of me,” She begged. “I need ya to fuck me NOW!!”

Me, not wanting to deny a beautiful woman what she really says she wants, pulled my fingers from her spasming hole, moved ahead and shoved my dick fiercely all the way in to the hilt. She wrapped her legs around me, her heels slamming into my ass and threw her arms around my back, raking her bright red polished nails across my shoulders and rocketed into another strong orgasm.

I hammered relentlessly into her as she popped one nut after another until I finally slammed it home and held it dumping my nuts way down deep in the bottom of her hot little cunt. It felt to me like she had pierced my back with her nails and was still hanging on. She might have passed out for a few seconds because she didn't move for what could have been a minute or more.

Faye's grip on my shoulders relaxed and she seemed to stretch out under me. I rolled off to the side to give her some room to breathe. “ Fuck me, David,” She whispered.

“I just did,” I whispered back. “You OK?”

“I don't know yet,” She said. “Will you marry me?

“No.”

“Why not?” 

“Because you're already married to Uncle Ned,” I answered. At this point I'm thinking she may still be oxygen deprived. “And besides, I don't think my mom will let me get married yet.”

“Fuck them,” She hissed. 

“I don't think Uncle Ned is into guys,” I said. “My mom, definitely. But I'm gonna need some rest and food first.

Faye was quiet for a minute or two so I asked, “What brought this all on? Ned not taking care of business?” Seemed to me Faye and Icy were both being neglected by their spouses. Come to think of it, my mom was having the very same problem with my dad. Lucky me!!

“Hearing that you had spent the whole night fucking my mother made me extra horny, that's all.” She was pouting again. “I just needed for you to show me I still mattered to you, you know?”

“Remember when we said there would be no strings?” I asked.

“Yeah,but....”

“Ain't no buts about it, Faye.” I snapped at her. “Keep your mind open about this and it will be just fine. You are married and I am twenty one. We are having wild and crazy sex together and that is all it can be. By the way, does your hubby have any idea what's going on here? I have this concern, you see. And is your dad aware that Icy is out fucking around?”

“Daddy knows that momma is screwing around. So is he,” She said. “They just don't talk about it and it's all good. He just keeps paying her credit cards and does his own thing so she won't get in his face. Ned knows about you. He was pissed at first but, he got to fuck your mother at that swing party a few weeks ago so he's being quiet about it. He knows he's a dud in bed. Besides, you aren't the first guy I've played house with since we were married. But I gotta tell ya, Chum, you are by far and away the best fuck I have ever had.”

Faye rolled out of bed, went into the bathroom and returned a bit later with a wash cloth and a towel. Her make-up once again impecable. She lovingly licked on my cock with her wicked tongue, then washed me and dried me. Standing, she returned to the bathroom. “I need to get home, Cowboy. I'll call you soon, OK?”

“You have my number,” I replied. She leaned over the bed after dressing and kissed me softly on the lips, turned and left the room.

I heard the door close and her car start up as she left. I felt hungry but I didn't have the strength to get out of bed to feed myself. So I did the next best thing. I closed my eyes and dreamed about doing Faye and Icy together. Oh Yeah!