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Aunt Robyn

By: boogieman10469



PRELUDE

"My Robyn is not the prettiest of my daughters", Mr. Feinberg once explained flippantly. "Not as pretty as her younger sister Stacey. And very shy also, my Robyn is. But smart", he emphasized, "no one has smarts like my Robyn."

Robyn Feinberg grew up in the shadow of her younger sister Stacey. Robyn was shy, plain, bookish, awkward and nerdy, while Stacey was outgoing, attractive and popular. It wasn't so much that Robyn was un-attractive, but more that she paled in comparison to her sister. Despite this, the two got along very well.

Robyn was known as the "smart sister", and Stacey the "pretty one". Robyn earned good grades, Ivy League scholarships, an MBA and a six-figure income. Her sister Stacey had lots of friends, was head cheerleader, prom queen, won a state beauty pageant, and became the trophy-wife of a shrewd and wealthy investment banker.

In her late 30s and to everyone's surprise, Robyn met and married a successful dentist. But the marriage lasted less than 2 years when he left her for his younger, prettier dental assistant. Robyn got the townhouse and nearly $1million from the pre-nup. 

Now both in their 40s, Robyn became the "Plain Jane" and Stacey the hot "MILF". Stacey and her husband had one child, a son they named David. Davey -- as everyone called him -- grew up with his mother's good looks and his father's A-type personality. In time, Davey became a spoiled, manipulative jerk. By the time he turned 18, he was fully aware that he could have and do just about anything he wanted.

Robyn adored her nephew and constantly showered him with elaborate gifts. For his Bar Mitzvah, she gave him $50,000 in cash. For his 17th birthday she gave him an expensive, convertible sports-car. And when he went away to college, rather than have him stay in the dorms, she rented for him a posh, upscale apartment. In her Will, Davey was due to receive her entire estate. There wasn't anything that Robyn wouldn't give or do for her nephew, and he was fully aware that he had her wrapped around his finger. 

In the summer of his junior year, Davey decided to find out just how much of a push-over his aunt was.

THE PLAN

Rather than move back home once the semester was done, it was decided that Davey would spend the summer living with his aunt. Robyn was ecstatic -- she had become very lonely in her 3-bedroom townhouse. She frantically spent an entire month redecorating the guest room to his liking.

Once he'd settled in, Robyn went overboard to dote on her nephew -- buying him new clothes, preparing the foods he liked, taking him to any movie, concert or restaurant he wanted. Robyn virtually became his live-in maid.

One morning as she prepared his breakfast, Robyn received an unexpected shock. Normally she carried a tray of food up to his room. Today Davey walked into the kitchen wearing only his red, silk shorts and slippers. His prominent "morning boner" caught her completely off guard.

"Morning Robby." He yawned. She had tolerated this nickname ever since his "smart-ass 12-year-old" phase.

"M-morning...!" she stammered turning beet-red and attempting to avert her eyes.

They sat at the kitchen table to eat and made small talk. Davey deliberately made every attempt to show off his hard-on, insisting on getting up each time to serve himself or reaching across the table for more butter or juice.

This left Robyn slightly unsettled and flushed, which was exactly what Davey was hoping for.

Once his plate was empty, she hurriedly collected his dishes and went to the sink to begin washing. Doing her best to turn her back to him and not look at his crotch.

Slowly finishing his coffee, Davey watched her nervously fumble about. Smiling to himself, he walked over to the sink and sunk his empty mug into the soapy water. Before leaving, he suddenly wrapped his arms around her waist so that he lifted her large, slightly sagging breasts on his forearms, while pressing his boner between the cheeks of her wide ass.

"Thanks for breakfast, Robby", he moaned into the back of her neck, as he softly dry-humped her through her robe and pajama bottoms. "You're the best."

"S-sure." She answered as he released her and headed back to his room. It took Robyn a few seconds to compose herself after he left. She could still feel the heat from his groin against her ass. She went to work still feeling flustered and remained that way through most of the day. 

This wasn't the first time that Davey had hugged or touched her in that manner -- pressing his face against her breasts, playfully slapping her on the butt and exclaiming "way to go, Robby". Robyn had written it off as adolescent curiosity or his "smart-ass" nature, but mostly she'd been too timid or embarrassed to say anything to him or his parents. This morning's brief encounter was by far the most daring her nephew had ever been, and was also the most intimate contact she'd had since her ex-husband had moved out more than a year before.

Davey, on the other hand, was very pleased with himself. He had "plans" for his aunt and things were beginning to fall into place. 

In the three weeks since he'd moved in he had already searched her belongings, finding her Jack Rabbit vibrator; he'd also hacked into her home computer, pulled up any adult sites she visited, and found the folder where she'd downloaded a large number of porn movies. He made note that she liked to watch bondage, orgies, some lesbian and some gang-bang.

Davey speculated that his aunt was sexually submissive, which was exactly the kind of woman he liked. Although he admitted that finding submissive girls had proven harder than he'd thought at the private college he attended. Most of his conquests had been the less-attractive, nerdy girls, who rarely dated -- the "Plain Janes". Though put off at first, Davey eventually came to realize that their looks didn't matter as much as their eagerness to please and submit to him. In his short college career, Davey had cultivated relationships with 2 girls, and another he'd been "grooming", who submitted to his whims however and whenever he wanted.

Robyn would be his first older woman, and the crown jewel in his collection -- the fact that she was also his aunt only made it that much sweeter.

When she got home that evening, Robyn was jumpy and nervous, anticipating that Davey would make another advance. Nothing happened that night or for the remainder of the week.

Davey was simply taking his time.

IMPLEMENTATION

That Saturday morning, the day that Robyn always did laundry, she received another early morning shock. Davey had left her a present on the very top of the clothes pile -- a pair of her favorite black panties, stained with a large glob of his semen. He'd blasted a load of cum onto her undergarments only seconds before she'd entered the room. Robyn hesitantly picked up her panties and brought them close to her nose -- her nephew's jism smelled musky and it was still warm.

Robyn softly closed the door behind her. Looking closely at the stain, she dipped her right index finger in and stuck it into her mouth. She hadn't tasted a man's cum in a long time. Robyn then licked the remaining cum like she was licking chocolate from a candy wrapper. Stuffing the clothes into the washing machine and starting the cycle, she rushed back to her bedroom to find her vibrator.

Extracting himself from his hiding place in the washroom where he'd witnessed his aunt eat his cum, Davey smiled and thought of the next phase of his plan.

Over the following days, Robyn found it difficult to look her nephew in the eye. She was too embarrassed to say anything about the panties, while also being turned on by the fact that he'd used them to jerk-off. Without knowing how, she somehow felt he knew that she'd eaten his cum and then masturbated afterward. In fact, she'd been masturbating a lot since Davey had come to live with her -- each time she'd done it thinking about him.

The following Wednesday night, Davey kicked his plans into over-drive.

After dinner, they went to her room to watch a movie. Rather than sit on the love-seat in front of the TV, Davey insisted that they lie across her bed and turn the screen for them to see it better. Timidly, Robyn agreed, stretching out on her stomach next to him.

Twenty-minutes into the movie, Davey made slow, subtle moves to get closer. In no time, he was spooning her. Robyn, wearing jeans and a t-shirt, was both nervous and turned on, but said nothing, despite the fact that she could feel her nephew's hard-on growing against her thigh. Both continued to watch the movie.

Davey, slightly shorter than his aunt, and dressed in his favorite sweats, continued to make slow subtle moves -- grinding against her ass, touching her breasts with his arm or back of his hand -- pleased that she did nothing to protest.

This continued until the movie ended when Davey realized he'd learned all he needed to know.

"You should get comfortable -- change into your nightgown." he said sitting up.

Robyn wasn't sure if this was a suggestion or an order; the bigger mystery would be why she did exactly as he told her!

"O-oK." She stammered after a pause.

Entering her large walk-in closet, Robyn got another surprise -- Davey had chosen a nightgown and laid it across the chair. It turned out to be the one she'd purchased for her honeymoon -- which was also the only time she'd worn it. It was black, made of a silky material, knee-length, with spaghetti-straps and a matching belt tie at the waist. Next to the nightgown was one of the few thongs she owned.

Her hands trembled as she pulled her t-shirt over her head and began unfastening her bra. She knew exactly what might, and probably would, happen if she changed into her nightgown and went back into her bedroom - she knew it was wrong, but knew that she wanted it to happen. Her hands continued to tremble as she struggled with her decision. Finally she did the only thing she felt she could -- pulled down her jeans and panties, put on the thong and the now snug fitting nightgown and went back into her bedroom.

GOTCHA!

Davey had changed the channel to watch ESPN and had propped himself up on her pillows. He'd also removed his sweats, now wearing only silk shorts similar to those he'd worn a few mornings ago -- this pair was emerald green.

Robyn was about to climb onto the bed when he stopped her using only a hand gesture. Taking a few steps back, she stood there as he sat up on the edge of the bed and slowly inspected her from bottom to top.

Robyn had long, slim feet, she wore a size 10; and had long, thick, bowed legs, making her just under 5'11". Her hips were wide, about 44-inches and her butt was rather flat, and sagged slightly; she had a pear-shaped figure. Her most prominent feature was her breasts, which were also long and sagged over her small paunch of her belly. She usually wore a 44D bra, which she filled to overflowing, and could easily fit a larger size. Her arms were thin and pale, with freckles along her slumped shoulders. There were now several streaks of gray in her shoulder-length, brown hair, which she usually worn in a pony-tail or, like tonight, a bun. The distant, blue-gray eyes were the only thing she had in common with her sister, Stacey.

Davey's eyes came to rest, as they usually did, on her breasts and the six inches of cleavage on display just a few feet away from him. Her nipples were large and pressed against the thin nightgown material. This caused his cock to twitch in his shorts, which Robyn couldn't help but notice as she stood there awaiting his next order.

"Very nice, Robby." Davey grinned. His approval gave her goose-bumps.

He motioned for her to turn around, which she did slowly. Once she'd made one complete revolution, he told her to move towards him, stopping her with her breasts inches from his face. Although nervous, Robyn attempted to remain motionless with her arms at her sides, almost as if at attention.

Davey pulled the belt from her waist and told her to get on her knees, which placed her eyesight even with his stomach. He told her to close her eyes, and then wrapped the belt twice around her head, tying it firmly at the back, making a perfect blindfold.

"You like being told what to do, don't you Robby?" he asked. The devilish intentions were apparent in his voice.

Just as she opened her mouth to answered, he roughly tugged her head back and kissed her. His tongue assaulted hers as she struggled to catch her breath and kiss him back. His free hand found her right nipple and pinched until it remained hard.

Abruptly pulling away, Davey allowed her a few seconds to catch her breath before giving his next order.

"Open your mouth, wide."

When she did he sank his cock all the way in. Davey's cock was slightly longer than the average length and girth (7" x 6"), but he had a rare talent that he was very proud of -- he could cum when, and if, he wanted to. This meant that he could last for hours, leaving his sex partners completely spent, sore and at his mercy.

"We won't stop until you make me cum!" he often told his conquests. Inwardly he laughed at their misfortune.

Robyn sucked and slurped as she gasped for air. Davey now stood, forcing her back and causing her to grope for balance. Maintaining a firm grip on her hair, he thrust his cock further into her throat.

After 10 minutes or more of this assault, just like before, he abruptly stopped and pulled away. This left her gasping for air, off balance and slightly disoriented; just as he'd intended.

Robyn couldn't tell where Davey was. Her knees, thighs and throat ached slightly, and small beads of sweat were forming on her neck and shoulders. Her nipples and clit tingled and the thong was soaked with her juice.

Davey smiled and admired his handy-work, but he was only getting started. The bedside alarm clock read 7:48PM. His intention was to keep this up until midnight, or Robyn passed out, whichever came first.

"You OK, Robby?" he grinned, standing behind her.

"Yes..." she panted. "Yes."

"Good. Stand up, please." He told her.

She half expected him to help her, but when he didn't she groped for the bedside. Pulling herself to a sitting position, she slowly rose on slightly wobbly legs, turning to the sound of his voice.

"Remove the nightgown." He told her.

She slipped the left and then the right strap from her shoulders, pulling the snug gown over her breasts, pushing it past her hips to the floor and stepping over it.

There was a long pause where he said and did nothing -- this both thrilled and scared her; not knowing what he planned to do next.

"Play with your nipples -- make them hard."

Raising her still trembling fingers to her breasts, she pulled and twisted her nipples. After a few minutes, she moaned aloud, tossing her head back, as her large, pink nipples grew to protrude ½ inch from her breasts.

"Very good, Robby. Now hold them out for me."

Lifting each breast into her hands, Robyn held them out for him, facing each nipple directly in front of her. Starting with the left, Davey slowly and softly flicked his tongue over the erect nipple, teasing it and teasing her. Finally, he sucked it into his mouth, before biting down gently and firmly -- which caused her to moan aloud.

He paused again, before repeating his actions with the right nipple, slowly teasing her and building up to the gentle but firm bite. Again she moaned aloud.

Again there was another pause, as he left her standing there, trembling, panting and waiting. Both nipples throbbed slightly and she continued to hold her breasts out for display.

"Remove the thong, Robby." He finally said.

Robyn's hands trembled even more, anticipating what would happen next. Slowly she slipped the black thong down her hips; the scent of her own moist, warm pussy filled her nostrils as she bent forward. She tossed it aside, where they landed inches from Davey's foot.

He bent down to retrieve them. Bringing the damp fabric to his nose he took a deep breathe.

"She is so ready!" he smiled to himself.

"Lie back on the bed and spread your legs."

Feeling for the mattress, Robyn sat down and then fell back. She lifted her heels up onto the bed and spread her thighs wide. Stretching her arms to either side, she clutched at the bed-sheet; she bit her bottom lip to suppress another moan.

"Omigod, he's going to fuck me", she thought to herself, "My nephew is going to put his hard cock in me and fuck me!"

Davey delighted at watching his horny, submissive aunt quivering on the bed in front of him. He noticed every detail of her body and what he was causing -- the handfuls of bed-sheet she pulled, the slight tremble in her spread thighs, the clenching and unclenching of her toes, her heavy breathing. But most of all, the strong aroma of her hot, wet, hairy pussy -- Davey could almost see the juices pouring from her cunt.

Davey ran his fingers through her hairy bush -- it had been a long time since her last bikini trim. She jumped at his touch.

"You will have to get a shave." Davey told her. She nodded in response.

With his left hand, he slowly pushed his index and middle finger into her up to the knuckle, gently rubbing his thumb around her erect clit. Her pussy was hot, soaked and much tighter than he'd anticipated.

"Probably because she's been fucked less than 10 times in her whole friggin' life!" he mused. This was a secret he'd overheard from his mother.

Davey teased and stroked Robyn's pussy, spreading and clutching his fingers inside of her. Her entire body shook with each sensation.

And again, after building her up, he suddenly stopped and withdrew. He paused and waited -- which caused his aunt to beg.

"Davey, please," Robyn whimpered. "Please don't stop...please."

After another pause he reinserted his fingers. Only this time, he remained perfectly still.

"Oh Davey, please..." she begged again, this time pushing and grinding her crotch against his hand.

This was exactly the reaction he wanted.

Robyn continued to buck and grind on his fingers. Sweat now formed on her thighs, stomach and breasts, and a stain began to grow on the sheets below her ass.

Davey grinned. Robyn would indeed be his best conquest ever.

"I would never have thought that my sweet, generous aunt could be such a horny slut." He said.

She only moaned in reply.

"Do you like it when I call you that, Robby? A horny slut?"

"Y-yes..." she stammered.

"Say it, Robby." He ordered, giving her a quick thrust of his hand and inserting a third finger. "Tell me you like being MY horny slut aunt!"

She squealed and repeated his words.

"Yes, Davey! I like being your horny slut aunt!"

"Say it again!" he commanded, giving her another thrust.

"I like being your horny slut aunt!"

Davey made her repeat the phrase another ten times, thrusting his fingers into her in a quick jab on each one. She bucked against him faster -- she could feel her orgasm building.

Again -- he stopped and withdrew.

"Davey, please, no!" Robyn was almost in tears now. "Don't stop please....I'll do anything, but please don't stop!"

Davey almost laughed as his aunt quivered and gyrated on the bed in front of him.

"Oh, don't worry, Robby." He assured her. "I won't leave you hanging much longer; I know you probably need to cum really badly. And by the way -- I KNOW you'll to ANYTHING I want. That goes without saying."

He told her to roll over onto her stomach and raise her ass -- which she did. This time he didn't keep her waiting -- Davey immediately inserted his cock into her, grabbed her hips and began slamming away, his thighs slapped loudly against her ass. Clutching and biting into her pillow, Robyn again struggled to catch her breath. Robyn had been with only two other men -- her ex-husband, and a former co-worker after a night of heavy drinking. Married sex and drunken sex were her only references.


Aunt Robyn Ch. 02



Aunt Robyn's Tale Continues

Robyn Feinberg's life changed dramatically in the months following that first encounter with her nephew Davey.

Davey took almost complete control.

He told her when and what to eat, how to dress, with whom and how to socialize, but most especially, when and how to have sex. Robyn followed his every instruction without hesitation or question. The only area in which Davey did not interfere was in her work. Robyn was already a successful financial planner, and he saw no reason to intrude in an area of her life that was not "broken". For reasons neither of them would have guessed, she became more focused and driven in her work and less timid with her clients and staff.

Davey had stumbled upon a simple yet highly effective method of exacting control over the submissive women who were his conquests; he called it "the hard tease method". By simply not allowing them to have an orgasm during sex, or completely withholding sex all together, they became even more submissive. They went to any measure to please him, hoping that he would reward them with a good, hard fucking.

Davey loved to tease his aunt – he especially loved it when she begged for his cock. With most of their sex sessions, he bound her to the bed, or a chair or other sturdy piece of furniture. He pinched and bit her nipples, deep-throated her with his cock, or very briefly fucked her with his fingers, toes, cock, a sex toy, or other object that was handy. But rarely did he make her cum – which is what Robyn wanted the most.

Davey had even convinced Robyn that if she attempted to ease her frustration by pleasuring herself, he would know, and he would not be happy. This was of course nothing more than another mind game he played on her, but it was one that she fell for.

"Go fuck yourself, Robby." 

When Davey said this to her it meant that it was OK for her to use her vibrator, or masturbate in whatever manner he instructed. This also meant that she was expected to do this at that precise moment – Robyn's response bordered on being Pavlovian.

Generally, this order occurred while she was at home, where she would simply strip from the waist down and play with her pussy, or straddle the arm or the leather couch, or even press herself against the washing machine as it entered the rinse cycle, or use whatever method he devised. He even once had her masturbate while talking on the phone to her sister Stacey, Davey's mother.

But Davey also had no problem with calling her at her office, or on her cell phone, or even sending her a text message with his order for her stop whatever she was doing and pleasure herself at that moment. That summer Robyn had gotten herself off several times in her office, in her car while sitting in traffic, and in the restroom while waiting for a dental checkup.

Robyn's assistant, Diane, "caught" her on one occasion. On this day, Robyn had received a text from Davey as she was returning from a client meeting. Unable to make it to her office, where she could have easily locked her door, she hastily rushed into the supply closet, hiding herself behind a stack of copy paper.

Robyn did not hear her assistant come in. At first thinking she had stumbled upon two people having sex in the closet, Diane froze just inside the door and listened. After hearing her boss finally reach her orgasm, she silently let herself out and waited. When only Robyn emerged, Diane smiled to herself.

"Couldn't even wait 'til she got home, huh?" the 30-something black woman mused, shaking her head.

Davey's control over his aunt continued even after he returned to college to begin his fourth year. He had coordinated her wardrobe, having her buy new outfits and toss out those he didn't care for. He left her with a meal plan of the foods he thought she should eat. He even gave her instructions to follow regarding her hygiene and grooming: she shaved her pussy or was waxed once a month.

And of course, the orders for when and how to "fuck herself" continued. She now received them via text or email at least two or three times per week. Robyn was never without her smart-phone or the new mini-vibrator that Davey had given her.

She eagerly and proudly carried out her nephew's instructions.

When the year-end holidays approached, Stacey invited Robyn to spend them with her. Davey would also be there. Stacey and her husband, Neil, were now separated and he'd moved out of their home four months prior. No one was surprised that their marriage had gone sour, least of all Davey, who was shocked that they had stayed together for as long as they had. Davey knew that his mother was the total opposite of her sister – more of an A-type like his dad. Like her son and estranged husband, Stacey preferred to be on top.

Robyn arrived two weeks before the New Year, the day before Davey got there. She was very anxious to see her nephew, which didn't go unnoticed by her sister. Stacey also took note of a few other changes in her older sister – new clothes, slimmer waistline, and a manicure – all things that Robyn never bothered to care about before. Still not quite the natural beauty that Stacey was, Robyn was now a much sexier Plain Jane.

"You're seeing someone, aren't you?" Stacey interrogated. "And the sex must be really great to cause all this to happen!"

Robyn could only blush – if her sister ever found out the truth she feared Stacey might try to kill her. To deflect her sister's questions, she made up a story about a new client she was attracted to – nothing more.

The next morning at the airport, it took everything Robyn had to restrain herself from pouncing on her nephew when they saw him. The prolonged, intimate hug they gave each other made Stacey slightly concerned.

Davey was due to return to school a week into the New Year, and Robyn sought every opportunity she could to be alone with him. One afternoon, she offered to take him to see a movie; instead they drove to a secluded area of the local park, where she sucked his cock in the back seat until he told her to stop. He then ordered her to strip, sit on the hood of the car and masturbate. Despite the near freezing temperature – around 40 degrees – and the possibility of a chance passerby seeing her, Robyn did as he requested. It took her less than five minutes to bring herself to one of the most satisfying orgasms she'd had in months; the first she'd had in his presence since the summer.

On a few occasions, Robyn was able to successfully sneak into her nephew's room at night for intense, multi-orgasmic sex sessions. This proved particularly difficult since his room was directly across the hall from his mother's room – Stacey rarely went to bed early and usually slept with her bedroom door open. The trickiest feats for Robyn were not crying out or moaning too loudly – especially when Davey fucked her in the ass – and getting back to her room when he was done with her. Davey didn't seem to be as concerned as she was with getting caught, so Robyn was especially careful.

On New Year's Eve, her luck ran out.

Stacey had been invited to a small party at a neighbor's house a few blocks away, and asked Davey and Robyn to go along. Davey – as was now the norm – chose the outfit that Robyn wore; tight black slacks and a white silk blouse with a plunging neckline. Most of the men at the party, and a few women, found it difficult not to stare at Robyn's ample breasts that were literally on display. Although not bothered by what her sister was wearing, Stacey was actually a little jealous that people paid more attention to Robyn than to her. This was something that she was not accustomed to.

Robyn clung to Davey's side most of the evening. Those who didn't know that they were related naturally assumed that they were a couple. Her clinginess only increased as the night went on and more drinks were consumed. Robyn, who was not much of a drinker, became less and less discrete with her affections towards her nephew. Davey, who didn't drink at all, nursed a club soda and did nothing to dissuade his aunt's obvious desire for him – her hand-holding, playing with his hair, whispering in his ear, pressing her groin against his thigh.

Not many people noticed, or cared – most were too busy attempting to secure their own potential "hook-ups" for the evening, or trying to make sure spouses didn't catch them flirting with others.

Stacey, now working on her third scotch, did take notice. She was not sure of what to make of what may have been happening between her son and her sister. As the haze of alcohol slowly crept up on her, she divided her time between watching them and flirting with the host when he was able to sneak away from his suspecting wife.

At midnight, there was the customary cry of "Happy New Year", followed by lots of hugs, long passionate kisses, much groping and one or two slaps across faces.

Robyn, now draped around her nephew, pressed him against the wall.

"Please, baby!" she moaned into his ear, "I need you to take me out of here an' fuck me!"

"Sure, Robby." Davey grinned, pulling her away. "Follow me!"

Both searched the room to ensure that Stacey was otherwise engaged. In the opposite corner, she was locked in a passionate kiss with a very tall, muscular black man she'd only met minutes before. Grabbing their coats, Davey pushed his aunt out the front door ahead of him, pausing to catch his mother's eye as she broke from the kiss, and then turning to follow Robyn out.

"Where the hell are they going?" Stacey wondered, while allowing herself to be groped and fondled.

Once at the house, Davey began pulling off his aunt's clothes as they ascended the stairs. Still too drunk to think or care, Robyn helped shed her things while taking every chance to stick her tongue down his throat or suck his into hers. They left a trail of her clothes from the top of the stairs to his room.

Davey pushed his aunt down onto the carpet, walked over to his bed and sat.

"Crawl over here and suck me, you slut!" he ordered.

She obediently crawled to him on all fours, slightly wobbly; her large tits drooped to the floor so that her nipples dragged on the carpet. Pulling herself up on his lap, Robyn undid his belt and zipper and pulled his pants and shorts down to his ankles. Davey's cock was already hard. She rubbed her face against it, smearing pre-cum on her forehead and nose, before taking him all the way to the back of her throat.

Davey leaned back on his elbows, admiring the way her head bobbed, as she gagged and slurped on his cock.

"Just like I showed her!" he said to himself. "She learns very fast and very well."

Pulling her up to a standing position, Davey led his aunt to the upholstered leather bench that usually sat at the foot of his bed. He told her to lie down, and Robyn instantly crawled onto her stomach, allowing her arms and legs to hang over the edges. Davey firmly bound her knees, elbows and wrists to the bench with silk robe belts, leaving her ass lifted, spread and waiting for him.

They'd tried this position once before, and both loved it.

Wetting two fingers, although he didn't need to, Davey slipped them into Robyn's slippery snatch – he still marveled at how tight she was. Crouching slightly, he entered her; slowly thrusting in and out. Gradually building his momentum, Davey gripped her hips tightly and began slam fucking his aunt's pussy.

Although still buzzed, Robyn was in heaven. More than anything, she'd grown to love when her nephew fucked her like this – bound, bent over and pounded, in her pussy or her ass. She loved being his slut.

"F-fuck me, Davey!" she moaned. "Fuck me hard!" Robyn could feel her orgasm was almost there.

"Omigod!" Stacey screeched as she entered the room. She'd been standing outside the door to her son's door for more than a minute – the door that Davey had neglected to close behind him.

"You fuckin' dirty bitch!" she screamed as she stood over her helplessly bound sister. "How could you?! You're fuckin' my son! Your nephew!"

Craning her neck as best as she could, Robyn attempted to follow her enraged sister as she paced just above her head, trying to make eye-contact and plead her case.

Neither of them seemed to notice that Davey, now silent, but just as smug as ever, had only slowed his pace. But he did not withdraw himself from Robyn's pussy.

"Oh, mother," he finally chided, sarcastically, "Aren't you being a bit dramatic?"

"Shut up!" his mother snarled at him.

Kneeling so that she was closer to her face, Stacey yanked her sister's hair and glared at her, before giving her a solid slap across her face. The rush made her nipples hard.

"Please, Stacey! I'm sorry!" Robyn sobbed. "I'm so sorry..."

"Mother." Davey interjected calmly, but firmly. "Please sit down."

Reluctantly, Stacey released her sister and took the chair directly opposite them. She continued to glare at her.

"It's OK, Robby." Davey said calming his aunt. Softly he stroked her ass while continuing his slow, firm thrusts inside her.

"This was all my doing, mother," Davey began. Over the next ten minutes he calmly explained what he was doing. He told them about his other conquests, his sexual preferences, why he'd chosen to include his aunt and that regardless of what his mother thought or how she felt – he wasn't going to stop.

Robyn had stopped sobbing. She was still very nervous, but she could also feel her orgasm building again.

Davey continued to slowly fuck his aunt while his mother watched. Stacey didn't move or say a word, she only sat and watched. Slowly she realized that she wasn't as angry with her sister as she'd been before – maybe it was the alcohol, or the adrenaline, but the fact was, her nipples were getting hard and her panties soaked; she was getting turned on.

Finally pulling his cock from Robyn's pussy, Davey stood and smiled at his mother. She couldn't help but stare at her son's rigid, glistening cock.

"Care to join in?" He asked, "There's plenty to share."

Robyn wasn't sure what he meant by this and made a sudden attempt to free herself.

"It's OK, Robby." Davey assured her as he began stroking her hair. Crouching again, this time in front of her face, he soon had his cock back in her throat.

Robyn was too preoccupied with her nephew's cock to notice a small, soft hand caress her back. That same hand slowly trailed down to her ass and thighs. And suddenly, two fingers, much smaller than Davey's, were firm thrust into her pussy.

It took her a few more seconds to process that her younger sister was finger-fucking her.

"There you go, mother!" Davey encouraged. "Take control. Robby needs to be handled firmly, told what to do and how to do it. She loves it when you make her your slut!"

Stacey didn't need much more encouragement. This wasn't the first time she'd taken another woman in this manner.

"So you like fucking my son, you whore?" She snarled. "Is that the kinda whore you are? One that takes my son's cock in her pussy, and in her mouth..?"

"Her ass too!" Davey added, "Robby really loves being ass-fucked!"

"Really?!" Stacey exclaimed. Moments later she jammed two fingers from her other hand into Robyn's tight asshole. "You really are a fuckin' slut-whore! My own sister, a dirty fuckin' cunt, slut-whore!"

Seconds later, with a loud grunt, Robyn had a full-body shuddering orgasm. As she tried to catch her breath Davey withdrew his cock from her mouth and began untying her arms and legs.

He helped her to her feet and allowed her to flop down on the bed still trembling. Smiling, Davey bound her wrists above her head with one of the belts and secured the other end to the headboard.

"You know, mother," Davey smirked, "Since you made Robby cum, I think it's only fair that she return the favor!"

"You know, son," Stacey smiled back; "I think you're right!"

Stacey was very proud of her body, which she had maintained very nicely into her 40s. She was shorter than her sister (5'5") and slender, every bit a MILF. Reaching behind her, Stacey unzipped her short, black cocktail dress, and let it drop to the floor. Pulling the sides of her thong over her hips, she stepped out of it and tossed it onto the dress. Her pubic hair was shaved into a small, heart-shaped patch.

Slowly she climbed onto the bed, wearing only her bra. Robyn flinched slightly as her sister began stroking her stomach and pinching her nipples. Davey watched and smiled.

Without uttering a word, Stacey straddled her sister's face. Firmly grabbing Robyn's hair, Stacey pushed her sister's mouth to her pussy.

"Oh, come on now, Robyn." Stacey whispered. "You sucked your nephew's cock, I'm sure you won't have any problem sucking your sister's pussy!"

Robyn did as suggested and began licking Stacey's moist lips and stiff clit. She'd never been with another woman before and was unsure of exactly what to do, so she tried her best to mimic what she'd seen in the girl-on-girl scenes from her porno collection.

"That's it," Stacey moaned. "Just like that!"

"Our Robby learns what you like really quickly." Davey said as he climbed onto the bed behind her. Taking one of Robyn's ankles in each hand, he spread her legs and put her feet against his shoulders. Once again he entered her and began to slowly fuck his aunt's tight pussy, causing her to groan as she ate her sister.

Leaning forward, Davey kissed his mother on her shoulder, then the small of her back, and then at the top of her ass just above her crack.

"Hey!" she said playfully, "I didn't say you could do that!"

"You just finger-fucked your sister to orgasm," Davey responded, "now she's eating your pussy, and you have a problem with your son kissing your ass?"

There was a brief silence and they both laughed. Robyn thought it was funny too, but couldn't laugh because her mouth was covered by her sister's pussy.

Minutes later Stacey's breathe quickened – she was about to cum.

"Yeah!" she snarled through clenched teeth, bucking her hips harder and faster on Robyn's face. "Make me cum, make me cum, you bitch! Of fuck, you're gonna make your sister cum all over your fuckin' face...!"

Stacey's body stiffened and she literally fell forward onto the pillows. Davey leaned forward and licked his mother's spread and exposed ass, causing her to jump.

"Oh!" she gasped. "You are a nasty boy!"

Davey smiled and began slam-fucking his aunt again. Robyn's partially opened eyes rolled to the top. Sweat poured from all over as she felt another orgasm building inside her. Davey felt the muscles in her pussy tightening and knew that she wouldn't last much longer; immediately he began to slow his pace. 

Regrettably, Robyn knew what he was about to do.

"No, Davey please...." She begged. "I need it! Please don't stop!"

"What do you say, mother?" Davey asked. "Should I let her have another one?"

Stacey had moved back to the seat across from the bed where she admired her son fucking her sister.

"I don't know," she mused. "Do you think I should have my son make you cum again, Robyn? Or should I have him pull that stiff cock out of your hungry pussy? Maybe you can watch while he fucks me instead!"

"Please, Stacey...Davey," Robyn wasn't sure who she should beg to. "Please don't stop."

"OK." Davey responded with a sigh as he began to increase his pace.

"Th-thank you...." Robyn groaned; tears began to form in her eyes. Minutes later, she came again.

The next morning, Robyn awoke still bound at the wrist to the headboard of Davey's bed. Her nephew and sister were nowhere in sight. She sighed, stretched and closed her eyes again. She knew when they did return what she might be in for; she'd need all the rest she could get.

They woke her about an hour later. It was almost 9:00AM. They untied her and waited for her in the kitchen while she showered and dressed. They ate breakfast as they talked.




Aunt Robyn Ch. 02



"So, Robby," Davey began. "Mother and I have been discussing our situation and all the potential scenarios. We've decided that it might be best for all concerned if I come and live with you on a more permanent basis....I may or may not be going back to school right away...what do you think? Is that something you might like?"

Robyn was shocked and elated, but tried her best not to be so obvious.

"S-sure...!" she stammered, also spilling some of her coffee. "I don't mind at all! Whatever you'd like to do is just fine with me."

"I might drop in and see you more often, too." Stacey added. "As long as you're OK with that."

"OK." Robyn agreed, nodding more enthusiastically than she meant to. She felt like a kid being asked if she really wanted to go to Disney World.

"And there might be a few times that I'd invite another one of my friends to come and stay for a while." Davey continued. "I think you might like them."

Again Robyn nodded and smiled.

"Great!" Davey grinned. "I'm glad that we have all that out of the way. Now," he said rising from his chair, "Mother and I have a few things we need to go out and deal with. We should be back by noon. When I get back, I think I'll probably want to fuck you in the ass a few times, so please be prepared."

"And when he's done," Stacey added, grabbing Robyn's chin roughly and pulling her face to hers. "Then you'll be all mine for the rest of the night!"

Stacey planted a deep, hard kiss on her sister's lips that was more aggression than passion. Robyn's mouth was still tingling as they drove off.

Robyn sat there and finished her coffee. She noticed her hands were still trembling as she placed the mug on the counter. Trying her best to collect herself, she spent the next several hours roaming about her sister's house adjusting and tidying, trying her best to wrap her mind around what her life was about to become.

She was now a slut – whore – slave – sex-toy; first for her nephew, and now for his mother, her younger sister. The thought of it all scared and excited her, and she couldn't help but admit that she absolutely loved it.

At 11:30AM she undressed and took another shower. She went back to her nephew's room, lubed her asshole, and lay face down on his bed with her ass in the air. The sound of his car pulling into the driveway almost made her cum.

"Robby!" Davey called out as he entered the house. "Where are you, Robby?"

"Up here, baby!" Robyn called back. "I'm ready!"



Aunt Robyn Cums Again



The strange path that Robyn Feinberg's life had traveled in the last year was on the verge of another twist.

A month earlier, her nephew Davey, who was now her lover and master had officially moved in. He had decided to stop going to school for the time being, although he only needed to complete 3 semesters to receive his degree.

Davey took over the first guest room as his own. Robyn had hoped he would share her bedroom, but Davey had insisted on this arrangement. He decided that when and if he wanted to, he would "visit" her room or she would "visit" his.

Robyn was disappointed but, as she was now accustomed to doing with her nephew, smiled and went along with his wishes.

One Saturday morning, after he'd visited her room for an intense and satisfying sex session the night before, Davey made an announcement.

"I have to run some errands today, and I need you to do something for me." He said as they finished breakfast. "Someone's coming to stay with us for a while, and I'll need you to pick her up at the airport this morning."

Robyn was taken aback -- had this been a "normal" situation or relationship she may even have been upset. But this was part of the normalness she'd agreed to accept with Davey.

"Ok." She smiled after a pause. "Who am I picking up?"

"Her name's Sarah." Davey told her, "She's a friend from school. She'll be the latest of my conquests and I need to finish breaking her in."

His last statement caused Robyn to feel a slight twinge of jealousy.

"I think you'll like her!" Davey added with a smirk.

Davey gave her the flight details and a description of Sarah and what she'd be wearing. An hour later he left to take care of his errands.

The municipal airport was a short distance from Robyn's house so she left only 40 minutes before the flight arrived. She parked and went to the waiting area of the arrival terminal.

She had no problem at all picking Sarah out of the small group that departed the plane. She was exactly as Davey had described and wearing the exact outfit he had chosen for her to wear -- like Robyn, she was a Plain Jane; her designer attire didn't look like something she might have chosen herself.

Sarah Carr was Davey's age, 22, short (only 5'4"), average build, had a pale complexion with freckles, long red hair and pale blue eyes. Despite the new clothes and make-up, she still looked every bit the "geek" -- she reminded Robyn of herself in high school and college.

They greeted each other sheepishly and made uncomfortable small-talk as they collected her luggage and loaded it into the car.

"So, how long have you known Davey?" Robyn asked on the drive home.

"Since freshman year," Sarah replied through a thick-southern drawl. "We were in some of the same classes. I'm an Accounting major -- I was Davey's tutor for a while. That's how we kinda, um, well..."

She blushed and trailed off, but Robyn knew exactly what she meant.

"So, Davey tells me that you and he are....?" Sarah asked after a long uncomfortable pause.

Neither woman could look at the other -- they both stared straight ahead.

"Y-yes." Robyn finally answered. She was embarrassed and humiliated that another person, other than her sister Stacey, and someone she'd known for less than an hour was aware of her relationship with Davey.

They both sat silent and motionless as she eased the car into the garage.

"So, how much did Davey tell about me and him?" Robyn finally asked.

"Quite a bit, I think."

Another long uncomfortable pause drifted between them.

"And do you know the other ...?" Robyn continued.

"Kathy and Saudie....? We've met. We've all....been together...sort of. He had me watch them...." Sarah answered, staring at her hands in her lap. "And he told me about....your....his..."

Robyn was most shocked by this revelation -- Davey had shared the involvement of his mother, her sister Stacey, as well. She was overtaken by a brief sense of regret.

Now both women were red-faced and embarrassed and staring at their nervous hands in their laps.

"We better get you settled." Robyn finally said to break the silence.

They took her bags to the second guest room and Robyn left her to wash-up and change while she went to the kitchen to prepare lunch. 

Her thoughts and feelings were jumbled. She was outraged that her nephew had revealed their secrets, and started to wonder what he was up to. She assumed that like her, Davey would be more discrete about the nature of their relationship. Robyn felt betrayed and angry.

Just then an all too familiar ring tone sounded on her smart-phone -- it was Davey. She almost didn't answer, but decided to pick up on the third ring.

"Hello." She answered rather coldly.

"Robby!" Davey chimed. "I'll assume you were able to collect my little Sarah. So, what do you think?"

"She seems OK." She replied.

"Are you girls playing nicely?" He joked. "If not, you will later!"

"We've been talking." She said.

There was a long pause.

"Oh, I see." Davey answered realizing what she meant. "Sounds like you might be a little upset with me, Robby."

Robyn said nothing.

"You aren't upset with me, are you Robby?" He asked sternly. "I wouldn't like to think that you are upset with me in any way."

"N-no." She lied feeling intimidated by his tone. "I'm not upset, just a little concerned."

"Where is Sarah now?" he interrupted.

"She's in the guest room, getting settled. We were about to have lunch."

"Fine. Call me when you've finished eating." He snapped before ending the call.

Robyn's hands began to shake. Davey's abruptness had overshadowed any thoughts or feelings she might have been having. She did not want Davey to be angry with her.

Sarah entered the kitchen just as Robyn began setting the table. She had changed into her normal "Sarah-attire" -- faded jeans, a navy blue t-shirt with a sci-fi movie logo, and blue low-top Converse sneakers. They sat in silence and ate the sandwiches Robyn had prepared.

"So, do you like the things that Davey does to you?" Sarah asked.

Robyn almost jumped at the interruption and mention of Davey's name -- she was lost in thought and concerned about what he might have planned for her.

"Actually, yes." Robyn finally offered reluctantly. 

"Me too." Sarah offered shyly. "Sometimes I feel....bad about what he does.....about what I let him do. But when it's happening....I love it. And I can't wait for him to do it again."

"I know." Robyn nodded.

"Does he....?" Sarah searched for the words, "Tease you, too? You know, make you wait for it?"

Robyn nodded again. For reasons she didn't understand, knowing that there was someone else who shared her feelings and experiences was comforting. She decided that maybe she liked her new house-guest after all.

They cleared the table when they were done eating and went into the living room.

"Davey wanted me to call him." Robyn said hitting the speed-dial button.

"You're both together?" He asked coldly. "Put me on the speaker."

Robyn depressed the speaker button and placed the phone on the coffee table between them. Both women gave their undivided attention to the voice that emitted from the small device.

"Hello, Sarah Anne!" He said sweetly, "Hope you had a good flight, and my aunt is making you feel welcome."

"Oh, yes!" Sarah answered gleefully. "She's been great! Lunch was good and the room is very nice and..."

"I understand the two of you have also been talking." He interrupted. "Comparing notes, I guess?"

Both women were silent and nervous now, unsure of where he was going with this.

"No matter." Davey continued. "It makes sense, anyway. I don't want any secrets between myself and any of my ladies. Are we clear with that, Sarah?"

"Y-yes." She stammered nervously.

"Is that clear with you, Robyn?"

"Yes." She answered immediately; she felt relieved that he didn't seem upset, but concerned that he hadn't called her "Robby".

"Good." He continued, with some of his usual "cheerful", smugness returning to his voice. "I should be there in a few hours. But before I get there, I want you both to get much better acquainted."

There was a brief pause.

"I want of you to both fuck yourselves." He commanded clearly. "Right now -- in front of each other."

There was another pause.

"Enjoy yourselves!" Davey laughed. And he ended the call.

A few seconds later Robyn depressed the speaker button to cancel the dial tone. Her hands were shaking again.

She glanced at Sarah, who glanced shyly at her. Neither of them could look the other in the eye. After what seemed like an eternity, Robyn slowly got up from the couch and went to her purse. She retrieved the small, black mini-vibrator that Davey had given her to masturbate with whenever he ordered her to. When she returned to the couch Sarah was not there, but returned from the guest room a few seconds later.

Robyn shyly placed her vibrator on the coffee table in front of her. 

Sarah's eyes went wide -- she slowly placed her vibrator, the same model as Robyn's, only in red, on the table as well. Sarah's was also a gift from Davey.

Robyn stood and began to strip from the waist, removing her shoes and pants, and reluctantly, her panties. Sarah did the same. Robyn noticed that her guest's pubic hair was also shaved into a neat little patch.

Sarah was the first to reach for her vibrator. Robyn heard the familiar soft buzz and reached for hers as well. For several minutes the dual buzzing was the only sound in the room, followed shortly by soft but heavy breathing from both women. Robyn was the first to let out a low moan. Sarah looked over at the older woman -- Robyn's head was thrown back and her eyes were closed tightly; small beads of sweat formed at her temples as she bit her lower lip. Her thick thighs quivered, as her hands worked the mini-vibrator against her clit. Robyn's nipples were now prominent through her bra and thin sweater. Sarah felt a growing urge to reach over and pinch them.

Robyn opened her eyes and turned her head to Sarah. Their eyes locked -- now neither could look away. Sarah turned her body to face Robyn -- she wanted her new hostess to see her pussy, to see her playing with herself. Robyn did the same. Both women moaned aloud now; Robyn's voice was low and heavy, Sarah's high, fast and wispy. The sound of wet lips and the smell of engorged pussies filled the room. 

Robyn stretched her right leg along the length of the couch; her toes made contact with Sarah's left hip. Sarah in turn draped her thin left leg over Robyn's. The trembling fingers of Sarah's left hand began massaging Robyn's foot and calf -- she needed to touch her.

This sent Robyn over the edge. She submitted to a loud, screaming orgasm that sent her juice squirting out onto the sofa cushion.

"Oh, yes!" Sarah encouraged. "Cum for me, baby! Cum for me!"

Sarah was very familiar with helping women reach an orgasm. While serving as the assistant to her high school girls' volleyball team, she had become the toy of three of the star players; they used her to celebrate after a victory -- or abuse her after a defeat. Sarah spent a large portion of her senior year eating pussy or being fucked with a dildo. Davey was the first and only man she'd ever been with.

After catching her breathe, Robyn turned to Sarah, who was now trying her best to also reach an orgasm. Both of her hands worked frantically on her pussy.

"Please, please..." Sarah pleaded. "I wanna cum so bad....please..."

Robyn crawled across the length of the couch to her young guest. Their lips locked in a long, passionate kiss. Climbing behind her, Robyn pulled Sarah back onto her breasts, whispering into her ear and cupping the young girl's small, perky breasts in each hand. She fumbled for her nipples and pinched them through the fabric of her t-shirt and bra.

"That's it, baby!" Robyn cooed. "Let it go....think about how good it's gonna feel. Think about how much Davey wants you to cum!"

It took longer than she expected, but Robyn finally encouraged an orgasm out of her new friend. They laid there for several minutes in silence, holding each other.

After resting for a while, they finally rose to collect themselves and prepare for Davey's arrival. Two large, dark, wet stains stood out on the tan couch cushions. The room reeked of the smell of pussy.

Not feeling the need to fully dress, they both returned to the kitchen -- bare-assed. Settling at the table with beverages, they now talked openly about their current situations. Davey arrived an hour later, carrying two large shopping bags.

"Now that's what I call a welcome home!" He exclaimed admiring the exposed asses and pussies that greeted him. "I gather you both got to know each other a little better?"

They both nodded, smiling slyly at each other. After dinner, Davey led them to the living room with the shopping bags, meticulously laying the contents out on the coffee table. They included various lubes, a 10" strap-on dildo, a 12" black dildo modeled after a porn star, wrist and ankle cuffs, two collars, a 6" leather-studded paddle, blindfolds, a butt-plug, a swing and an adjustable spreader bar.

"Wow!" Sarah chimed. "You've been busy!"

"I know!" Davey agreed. "I had to travel at least 150 miles and go to three different stores to find everything."

The ladies studied and admired the objects, playfully poking each other with the dildos, or taking turns to swat each other on the ass with the paddle.

"That's for when you've been naughty!" Davey smirked, taking the paddle and rubbing it across Robyn's ass.

"Have I been naughty?" Robyn asked, playfully bending and swaying her ass from side to side. Davey smiled and gave her a quick, hard swat on her right cheek. She gasped but remained bent at the waist.

"Maybe you have." He smiled.

"Me too?" Sarah asked, mimicking Robyn.

Davey obliged and gave her a quick, hard swat as well.

"Strip and stand behind the couch." He ordered them.

Both women removed the rest of their clothing and stood behind the sofa. Sarah found it hard to look away from Robyn's large naked breasts -- she wanted to suck on her nipples, but restrained herself. Robyn in turn took notice of Sarah's smaller (C cup), but perkier nipples.

Side by side, Davey had them stand several steps back, bend completely at the waist and extend their arms fully to touch the top of the couch. Their breasts dangled, Robyn's only inches from the floor.

"Stand on your toes and spread your legs." He said.

They both stood on their toes, causing their calf and thigh muscles to flex; both took steps to spread their feet just past the width of their shoulders so that Robyn's right foot gently grazed Sarah's left. Both women were wet and waiting.

Davey said nothing and left them both standing that way for several minutes. He noticed the strain it put on their legs as they began to tremble slightly.

WHACK!

The sudden hard crack he laid across Sarah's ass caused her to jump slightly, and almost fall forward into the rear of the couch. She gasped aloud; the sting of the blow sent a shudder up her spine and her eyes watered.

The sound of the swat scared Robyn as much, if not more, than Sarah; she jumped as well. Now she fretfully awaited her turn.

There was another long pause. Davey said nothing and didn't move. Neither woman knew who would receive his next blow.

WHACK!

Robyn's knees went weak. The anticipation of the swat across her ass was almost as bad as the swat itself -- she felt the juices in her pussy flowing; she tingled all over.

Again Davey kept them waiting. He wanted them to adjust to the stings he'd laid across their asses. He wanted them to get nervous wondering who would receive the next blow. He wanted to admire the matching, red paddle marks on both of their asses.

WHACK!

Robyn received the second.

WHACK!

And the third -- the last one made her cry out; her voice echoed around the cavernous living room. Tears formed in her eyes, as the sting and the strain on her legs became more than she could handle. Another swat might make her cum.

The remaining 2 swats went to Sarah. After the second swat she begged for him to stop. That only made him strike even harder on the final blow. He tossed the paddle down on the floor between them -- forcing them to stare at it.

"It's OK, ladies." He whispered, leaning between them and simultaneously rubbing and squeezing both of their still stinging backsides. "That wasn't so bad now, was it?"

"No." they whimpered in reply.

Slowly his hands found their cracks, and their assholes, and finally he ambidextrously finger-fucked both of them.

"Better?" He whispered. "Is this what you'd prefer instead?"

Their heavy breathing and moans were the only reply. After several minutes, he could feel the muscles in Robyn's cunt beginning to tighten -- he pulled his fingers from both.

"Oh, please...!" Robyn begged.

"Don't stop, baby..." Sarah also pleaded.

"Get on your knees." He ordered. Both women dropped to the floor and turned to face him. They needed no further instructions when he unzipped his pants and withdrew his cock. Their heads almost collided as both sought to swallow him first.

First feeding Robyn, then Sarah, Davey fucked each throat while the other kissed and sucked his balls. Extending his cock between them, he allowed them to lick him from either side; their tongues met and they stole brief kisses.

"Stand and bend over again." He told them. Both quickly resumed their previous positions, delighted that he made no motion towards the paddle that remained on the floor. Taking his time, Davey removed his clothes, while the ladies held their positions. 

Without a word and in one swift stroke, he slid his rigid cock into Robyn's pussy. Gripping her hips, he slammed fucked her so hard that she found it difficult to maintain her balance. Her enormous tits flopped and swayed loosely from her chest. He noticed that Sarah seemed transfixed by his aunt's breasts.

"Get down there and suck them." He told Sarah. Sarah crawled beneath Robyn, grabbed both her tits and began sucking and licking the nipples; nibbling and pulling at them. Robyn moaned out loud.

Feeling her cunt muscles tightening again, he quickly withdrew. Robyn's legs quivered as she sobbed and begged him to continue. Davey only smiled and told Sarah to stop her worship of his aunt's breasts, leaving Robyn moaning and swaying her hips.

Davey led them over to the coffee table, where he bound Robyn's wrists with the cuffs, and extending the spreader bar to its full length, attached her ankles to either end; the cuffs were then connected to a snap-hook in the center of the bar. He placed her upright on the couch, unable to close her legs or touch herself. Robyn's clit throbbed and the muscles of pussy continued to clutch. She badly needed release. Davey called Sarah to stand in front of him. He lifted her and lowered her onto his cock, placing his arms under her knees and grabbing her ass. Sarah gripped his shoulders tightly as he steadily began to pound her. Robyn, helpless to do anything, watched as the cock she wanted so badly in her hunger pussy was plunged into another pussy.

Davey, a shrewd observer, had learned something about both women. Robyn reached orgasms quickly and often, sometimes experiencing four or more in each of their sex sessions. Sarah, on the other hand, took much longer to cum and could only reach one or two intense orgasms before she was completely spent. He also knew that Robyn had slightly possessive feelings toward him. The jealousy that he knew she must be feeling right now was intended -- it was his punishment for her being angry with him that morning.

He remained in constant eye contact with Robyn as he intensely fucked his new conquest. Ten or fifteen minutes later, Sarah's orgasm brought tears to her eyes. Robyn's eyes filled as well.




Aunt Robyn Cums Again and Again



It had been a long, rough day for Robyn. The new client had been especially difficult, and despite her best efforts, she didn't think she was going to get his account.

It was 3:20PM on Thursday and Robyn decided that she'd done enough for the day. She phoned Diane, her assistant, and told her that she was going home. Davey and Sarah had gone out to find more toys and equipment for the den, so Robyn figured she'd have at least two or three hours to herself -- she needed to unwind.

Once at home, she kicked off her heels, grabbed a beer from the fridge and flopped out on the couch. She dozed off after two sips.

"Hard day at the office?" someone asked her 30 minutes later.

Robyn shot up with a start, almost spilling her beer.

Stacey, her younger sister, stood at the opposite end of the couch.

"Omigod!" Robyn gasped, rising to greet her. "What are you doing here? I didn't think you were coming until tomorrow."

The two women hugged and returned to the couch.

"Thought I'd come in today and oversee the party planning." Stacey informed her. "I got here this morning after you'd left for work. Davey and his new girl came and got me at the airport."

Stacey's attitude towards her sister had changed since their encounters on New Year's Eve. She regarded Robyn less as her older sister and more as her new toy. This was the first time the two of them had been alone since that wild night.

"So," Stacey began staring intensely at her sister. "Did you miss me, Robyn?"

Robyn blushed and could no longer look at her sister.

"Well?" Stacey insisted. "Did you?"

"You know I did." Robyn finally confessed, shyly looking down at her hands in her lap.

"Good." Stacey replied after a pause. Smiling, she gently brushed back Robyn's hair to expose her ear, leaned towards her and whispered harshly: "I missed you too, sister -- I missed taking you -- I missed using you!"

When they were younger, her sister had always been the more outgoing, sometimes more bossy, of the two -- always wanting things her way. But this was a lot different than arguing over toys or clothes; this was a side of Stacey that Robyn was still trying to become accustomed to.

Stacey's "dark side" intimidated and excited her -- Robyn trembled slightly. 

"I think I'd like a beer, too." Stacey told her, settling against the cushions.

Promptly, Robyn rose went to the kitchen and returned with a beer poured in a tall Pilsner glass.

"I hope you don't mind that I put my things in your room?" Stacey announced more than asked. "I think I'd like to sleep with you tonight. Maybe I'll join this 'Sarah-girl' another night, once I get to know her better."

"That's just fine." Robyn nodded, hoping her sister would notice how pleased she was with the idea.

"Come with me." Stacey abruptly ordered, rising and heading for the stairs.

Robyn followed her sister up the stairs and to her bedroom.

"Strip. Leave nothing on." Stacey said.

Again, Robyn did exactly as she was told. Within minutes she had removed every piece of clothing or jewelry she was wearing.

Standing at the window sipping her beer, Stacey hadn't even turned to notice her sister standing there naked and waiting for her next order. Robyn stood there silently, watching her sister and waiting; her nipples and pussy began to tingle.

Once she had drained her glass and placed it on the bureau, Stacey finally turned to look at Robyn. She smiled and pointed to the bed. Robyn walked over and sat.

"Now undress me." Stacey ordered standing only inches in front of her.

Robyn proceeded to slowly and carefully remove her sister's clothing; starting with her blouse and finally ending with her red-lace thong.

Shoving her back onto the mattress, Stacey climbed on top of her sister; she roughly pulled her hair as she forced her legs between Robyn's thighs and began grinding her pussy against hers. Robyn could only moan as her sister sucked and nibbled at her bottom-lip.

"That's right, sis!" Stacey growled at her. "All mine! All mine! Anytime and anyway I want you, you're all mine!"

Stacey forced her tongue into her sister's mouth; they shared a hard, wet, passionate kiss for several minutes. Both women could feel the wetness and the orgasms building between their thighs.

Turning into a 69-position, Stacey smothered her sister with her pussy.

"Eat me, bitch!" she snarled. Robyn put as much of her tongue as she could manage into her sister's hungry pussy, sucking and lapping at her clit.

"Oh yeah, that's it." Stacey moaned. "Eat my pussy just like that. Stick your tongue up in there. Stick it in my ass too!"

Robyn complied -- running her tongue across her sister's tight asshole.

"Yes!" Stacey snarled through clenched teeth. "You like licking my shit-hole, don't you? You nasty, fucking whore! Lick my tight asshole!"

Stacey spread the lips of Robyn's pussy with one hand and began pinching her clit with the other. Robyn twitched and moaned, with her mouth full of Stacey's crotch.

"Stick your fingers in my pussy!" Stacey ordered. Robyn pushed her middle and index fingers into her sister's snatch and slowly pumped them in and out.

"My ass, too!" Stacey gasped.

Surprised by the request, Robyn slowly worked two fingers from her other hand into Stacey's tight ass, until she DP-finger-fucked her sister at a steady pace. She bucked her hips against her sister's hands and face, loudly moaning her approval.

Stacey then lowered her face to Robyn's pussy and began eating her as well; Robyn was again surprised and pleased -- this was the first time her sister had gone down on her. They licked, sucked and fingered each other for several minutes -- the smell of pussy and the sound of hungry, wet pussies filled the room. Robyn was the first to reach her orgasm. With a loud squeal and shuddering thighs, she came -- squirting juice onto her younger sister's face.

"Very nice." Stacey smiled, climbing towards the head of the bed. "Now you can get me off too!"

Stacey rolled onto her stomach and buried her face in Robyn's pillow.

"My pussy and my ass!" Stacey reminded her as she raised her hips and spread her legs.

Kneeling behind her sister, Robyn inserted her fingers into her like before. She worked Stacey's ass and pussy hard -- at this moment, nothing in the world was more important than making her cum.

"Fuck me, you bitch!" Stacey moaned, looking back over her shoulder. "Fuck me hard and make me cum!"

It wasn't long before Robyn's efforts paid off. Stacey gave in to an intense, full-body orgasm -- she collapsed into the pillows to catch her breath.

"That's good -- that's good..." Stacey gasped. "Come here." She said pulling her sister up to cuddle behind her. They hugged and kissed until she fell asleep.

Robyn slowly rose and left her sister to rest. She returned to the kitchen to prepare dinner. Davey and Sarah arrived an hour later.

"Looks like someone has been having some fun!" Davey chided upon seeing her in the kitchen wearing only a t-shirt. "Guess you were pleasantly surprised to see that my mother's here?"

Robyn winked at her nephew and raised the back of her t-shirt to flash her ass. Later that evening, the four of them sat down to dinner and discussed the plans for the next night's party.

The following morning after breakfast, Robyn answered the door to greet the other young ladies in her nephew's "harem". Kathy and Saudie both fit the mold for the type of woman that Davey seemed to be into: Plain Janes. Both were in their 20s, nerdy, and a little timid. Both also wore clothes that neither would have chosen for themselves.

Kathy was an Ohio-raised blonde. She was 5'5", slightly plump, had large breasts (32-C) and thick legs. Her most noticeable feature were her wide blue eyes. Despite the make-up and designer clothes, everything about Kathy said "small-town girl". In fact, the day she left for college was the first time she'd ever traveled outside of her state.

Saudie was the exotic gem in Davey's collection. Born in Bangladesh, she had been raised in Toronto after her parents moved there when she was still an infant. Saudie was only 5'1" and had a pear-shaped figure. Her breasts were smaller (B-cups) than the other ladies, but she had very wide hips, thick thighs and a large "bubble-butt" (like a miniature Kim Kardashian). Her straight, jet-black, waist-length hair, dark complexion and dark eyes also made her stand out from the rest.

Both shy and timid at first, the new arrivals came out of their respective shells once Davey entered the room. Taking a few moments to show both of them special attention, Saudie and Kathy seemed to come alive and relax in their new surroundings. This exchange had the added effect of bringing out a tiny jealous streak in Robyn and Sarah, who both secretly wanted Davey to themselves. This was also something that Davey was fully aware of, and just another part of his plan.

The remainder of the day was very relaxed and casual for all. Kathy and Saudie placed their belongings in the room with Sarah, showered and changed. At Stacey's insistence, the women all spent most of the day huddled around the kitchen table "getting to know one another". In actuality, it went more like a job interview or an interrogation as Stacey asked them about anything and everything that came to mind. No question was too intimate, no subject too personal -- they were expected, and did, answer completely and honestly. Robyn too was subjected to her sister's inquires.

Meanwhile, Davey spent the majority of the day in the den completing the preparations. Occasionally, he'd leave to pick up some last minute item. Shortly after he'd moved in, Davey had announced to Robyn that the den (or basement) had become "off limits" and under no circumstances was she, or Sarah, to go into that room without his permission. She did not question nor disobey her nephew's instructions.

After dinner everyone gathered in the living room where Davey poured them each a glass of wine.

"Well, mother, ladies," he began, "I think it's time we got this evening's festivities under way." He raised his glass.

"I want you all to know," he continued, "that I love and desire each of you. Each in your own way has allowed me to reach and understand levels of my psyche that I never dreamed existed. Tonight, is for each of you."

He nodded and they all drank.

"Now," he announced placing his glass on the coffee table. "Go to your rooms. You will find that I have chosen your attire for this evening. Once you've changed, join me in the den."

They all rose and went to their respective bedrooms. Davey had in fact left an outfit on the beds for each of the women, including his mother. Stacey's outfit -- all black -- differed from the others: a thigh-length, silk robe, thigh-high stockings, a lacey thong and matching bra, and stiletto heels. Robyn's outfit -- all red -- consisted of a leather-studded dog collar, a thong, and a silk, waist-length robe; there were no stockings or shoes.

About 30 minutes later, they all met in the den. Davey greeted them at the bottom of the stair, wearing his favorite black silk shorts. The other ladies were dressed in outfits identical to Robyn's, differing only in color. Sarah wore all blue, Saudie all purple and Kathy all green; each also wore studded dog collars and no shoes.

When Robyn entered what was previously her sparsely used storage and exercise room, she was stunned. The once white walls were now painted medium grey, and her treadmill and stationary bike were gone. The floor was now covered in a deep-red thick, shag carpet, and the windows covered in thick red curtains. The flat-screen TV now sat atop the fireplace mantel, with the stereo, speakers and DVD-player on an adjacent shelf.

Equally surprising were the new additions to the den. A dark-wood chair, resembling a throne, stood on a foot-high platform against one wall, with a small red pillow sat at its feet. Several of the toys that Davey had previously purchased hung from a tool-rack on the opposite wall. In front of the fireplace was a full sized mattress on a low-level platform; black silk ties were attached to metal rings at each corner. Various lengths or rope or chain hung from the ceilings, and in the center of the room were 3 racks of different sizes and configurations. The only item that Robyn recognized was the small wet bar in the corner.

"Very impressive, honey!" Stacey congratulated her son.

"Thank you, mother!" he grinned taking a bow, "Please ladies, take a few moments to get familiar with everything."

Walking around a room in her home that she no longer recognized, Robyn began to wonder: How did he do all this? Who paid for all this? Did the neighbors see him bringing these things in?

At the wet bar, Davey filled six shot glasses with whiskey and passed them around. He pointed a remote at the television, and a porn film filled the screen; the lamps in each corner also dimmed. Robyn didn't recognize that the movie was one that Davey had pulled from her personal stash.

"Let's party ladies!" Davey announced knocking back his shot. Each of the women downed their drinks, as he took his place on the throne.

"First order of business." He announced to Robyn and the 3 girls. "For the remainder of the evening, and any time you enter this room, you will address me as 'Master' and my mother as 'Miss Stacey'. Is that clear?"

"Yes Master!" the four answered in unison.

"Good." He smiled. "Now, you will each pay homage to your Master. Please line up before me."

Davey had the four of them line up side by side before the platform, where they eagerly waited for him to call one of them forward. "Mother, you first." Davey announced, shocking them all.

"Oh well," Stacey sighed, feigning annoyance. "If I must!" She had been leaning against the bar watching her son.

Slowly Stacey knelt in front of him and took his rigid dick in her hand. She paused and looked back at each of the women intently watching her every move, smiling slyly as she devoured him.

"No!" Robyn screamed in her head.

Until now, her sister had shown no interest in being with Davey, not even in touching him. The jealousy that she and the other girls felt was almost too much. They all wanted to beg or make her stop, but only stood by helplessly and watched as a mother greedily sucked her son's cock. Davey moaned loudly, much louder than he had for any of them, making eye-contact with each.

"Mm mm!" Stacey moaned, licking her lips when she'd had enough. "That was so good!"

Walking slowly before each of the women, she roughly pulled them each by the hair, forcing their mouths to hers as she assaulted them with her tongue. Beginning with her sister and ending with Kathy, she repeated the action with each. Davey looked on with delight.

"Doesn't he just taste so damn good?" Stacey inquired when she was done.

"Yes, Miss Stacey." They answered hesitantly. The mutual displeasure was obvious.

"Do I detect a little annoyance?" Stacey shot back.

"No, Miss Stacey." They all answered in an attempt to avoid any problems; but it was too late.

"I think we'll have to teach a lesson or two tonight." Davey finally chimed in.

"Definitely!" Stacey agreed. "Each of you bitches, drop those robes and get over there and kneel!" she snapped, pointing to the long saw-horse in the center of the room.

Nervously, the four of them shed their robes and climbed onto the rack. It was made to hold five people in a kneeling position, placing the user in an almost inverted pose. They watched anxiously as Stacey went over to the toys hanging on the wall and slowly made a selection.

Sarah and Robyn gasped and trembled as she pulled down the leather paddle that Davey had used on them a few days before. Their reaction didn't go unnoticed by Stacey.

"Oh, I see you two are familiar with this little beauty." She said slapping it against her hand.

Walking behind them, Stacey playfully tapped each of them on their asses. Sarah, who didn't really care for spanking, was the most nervous of the four, constantly turning her head to see where Stacey was or what she was doing.

"Eyes front!" Stacey snapped at her, tapping her a little harder. Still sitting on his throne, Davey began to laugh.

"I want each of you little cunts to understand something," she continued, slowly pacing behind them and dragging the paddle across their asses. "I will do what I want, where I want, how I want and with whomever I want. And none of you sluts is allowed to have a problem with it or an opinion about it; is that understood?"

"Y-yes, Miss Stacey!" They answered nervously.

"If I choose to fuck and suck any of you OR my son -- I will! If I choose to fuck your siblings or parents -- I will!" she went on, her intensity building. "Do you get me?!"

"Yes, Miss Stacey!"

WHACK!

Stopping behind Sarah, Stacey gave her a sharp, hard swat across her ass causing the girl to cry out and nearly jump from the rack. Ordering her to remain still, Stacey gave her an even harder swat and repeated her question.

"Do you get me?!!"

WHACK!

"Yes, Miss Stacey!" Sarah cried, tears welling in her eyes.

WHACK!

Randomly moving from girl to girl, Stacey next brought her attentions to her sister. Robyn, who knelt at the opposite end of the rack, had figured she would be last.

WHACK!

"Yes, Miss Stacey!" Robyn cried out, hoping that 2 swats would be all that her sister had planned for her, as she clenched her teeth.

WHACK!

Next came Saudie, kneeling on Sarah's right. Stacey took great pleasure in watching the tiny woman's ample, dark ass cheeks jiggle. She even gave her an extra swat before asking her question.

"Yes, Miss Stacey!" Saudie sobbed. Even Davey had never struck her this hard.

WHACK!

Stacey had deliberately saved Kathy for last. Davey had shared with her that Kathy really loved to be spanked, so she put extra effort into the punishment she gave the girl.

WHACK! WHACK!

Stacey gave Kathy extra swats across her wide flat ass -- delighting in watching the girl's cheeks turn bright red. She received a total of 8 swats, raising her hips in anticipation of more.

"Oh yes, Miss Stacey!" Kathy moaned, tightly gripping the cushion of the kneeling rack. It was clear to all that she enjoyed every moment of her punishment.

"Now that we've got that out of the way," Stacey panted, climbing onto the throne that Davey had now vacated. "When I call you over, you will come and eat my pussy."

Saudie was the first to be called. She crawled down from the rack and hurried over to the platform, where she knelt on the small red pillow. With her eyes closed, Stacey spread her legs and pulled her thong aside. Saudie buried her face between the older woman's thighs. She was followed by Sarah, then Kathy and finally, Robyn.

While his mother had her way with them, Davey took the opportunity to stand before each of the waiting women and receive a blowjob. After one was called to service his mother, he moved on to the woman who returned.

"I have decided," Stacey announced standing next to Saudie and Sarah, "that the two of you are very talented pussy eaters! You are definitely naturals!"

Davey smiled and gave her a thumb-up as he pumped his cock in and out of his aunt's throat.

"Come with me." She said to the two smallest of the four women. 

Stacey led them to the mattress which was covered in a black satin bed sheet. She instructed Sarah to lie on her back and spread her arms and legs. When she did, Stacey bound the slim, young red-head in a "spread-eagle" position using the silk ties at each corner. She then instructed Saudie to also lie "spread-eagle" so that she was in a perfect 69-position on top of Sarah. Stacey securely bound her wrists and ankles as well. Smiling and admiring her work, Stacey slowly strolled around the bed as she gave her next instructions.




Aunt Robyn Cums Again and Again



"You will both suck and lick pussy until I tell you to stop." She smiled. "I want you to make the other bitch, cum and cum and cum again! Do you both understand me?"

"Yes, Miss Stacey!" they answered.

"Good!" she smiled. "Start eating!"

Stacey sat on the bed to encourage them and watch their progress. They both began licking the shaved, wet pussy in front of them, each attempting to outdo the other. It wasn't long before they both began to moan aloud, pausing uncontrollably to cry out her satisfaction for the job the other was doing.

Saudie, being on top, had better leverage and a slight advantage over Sarah; she was also able to hump the latter's face. Sarah, on the other hand, took much longer to reach an orgasm, causing Saudie to "work" that much harder. Stacey was again enthralled at seeing Saudie's perfectly, round ass bounce and grind on Sarah's face, occasionally reaching over to grab and pinch her cheeks.

Meanwhile, Davey made sure that neither Robyn nor Kathy was unoccupied.

Moving them over to the shorter rack, he made each take turns lying face-down across it as he pounded them from behind. The other woman was made to stand and watch as his cock slipped in and out of another pussy. It was especially difficult for Robyn to watch; Davey delighted in seeing the discomfort in her eyes. It didn't help that Kathy was also the most vocal of the four women.

When he felt the muscles in Kathy's pussy begin to contract, he pulled Robyn close to whisper in her ear.

"Want to see me make her cum, Robby?" he breathed loudly.

Robyn didn't answer.

"Don't be that way, Robby." He antagonized again. "Get over there and watch closely as I make her cum!"

He motioned for Robyn to stand in front of Kathy, looking directly into her face and watch him pound her from behind. She bit her lower lip as Kathy's pale face turned bright red and the veins in her neck and forehead bulged.

"Oh...Master.....Davey!" Kathy gasped as her body tensed and spasms overtook her. Davey allowed her to slowly collapse onto the rack. Robyn glared at the chubby young woman; understanding what she was experiencing and wishing it were her instead.

"Robby!" Davey called, bringing her back to the moment.

She rushed over to him and he pushed her down onto her knees. Grabbing her hair and holding her head in place, he rubbed his cock across her face, spreading Kathy's cum on her lips and cheeks. He then made her open her mouth and clean the remainder.

Back on the bed, Saudie, her jaw and tongue becoming numb and cramped, was close to reaching her second orgasm; Sarah had not even had her first. The small, brown woman continued to bump and grind Sarah's face, very impressed with her pussy-eating skills. Sarah, equally impressed with Saudie, had begun to shift her hips upward, making it possible for Saudie's tongue to reach deeper. Instantly, the young Asian woman knew exactly what to do.

Saudie had learned the art of cunnilingus from an older cousin and a childhood friend. Coming from a strict upbringing where pre-marital intercourse was forbidden, the three women had secretly devised a means of pleasuring each other, while remaining true to their parents' wishes. Saudie had not been with a man until reaching college.

"Oh, baby! Right there...just like that!" Sarah gasped. "Oh baby, make me cum! Yes, baby, please make me cum!"

Saudie focused her attention on Sarah's clit, alternating between sucking and nibbling -- until Sarah reached an earth-shaking climax.

"Very good, ladies!" Stacey congratulated as they caught their breath. "Now keep at it, I want both of soaked in each other's cum!"

Stacey rose from the bed and turned her attention to Kathy, who was still resting on the short kneeling rack.

"Aw, did we leave you unattended?" she said to Kathy as if she were speaking to a small child. "We simply can't have that!"

Tugging at Kathy's dog collar, she led her to smallest of the racks in the room -- this one left the user bent over facing their feet. Placing straps around her wrists and ankles, Stacey stretched Kathy's arms until she stood on her toes. Retrieving a smaller paddle from the wall, she circled the plump, young blonde, rubbing it across her spread exposed ass.

"Davey tells me that you really like being spanked." Stacey whispered as she gave her two quick swats.

"Oh, yes Miss Stacey." Kathy moaned. "Yes, please!"

Kathy was an orphan and had discovered her spanking fetish while being raised by nuns who still believed in corporal punishment. Chief among the sister's in this belief was the Mother Superior who ran the orphanage; although secretly, the woman drew great pleasure from meting out her punishment. Since she was sixteen, Kathy, and two other young nuns who share her fetish, visited the Mother Superior's office at least two nights per week. Stripped to the waist and bent over her desk, they each received their punishment by ruler, leather belt or open hand, for their (real or made up) misgivings.

Alternating between fingering her asshole and pussy and spanking her, it didn't take long before Stacey made her cum again. Releasing her from the bounds, she left her leaning against the wall and returned to check on the progress of Saudie and Sarah.

Only a few feet away, Davey continued to taught and tease his aunt. Robyn was now strapped into a harness that Davey had designed with her in mind, made up of rope, leather straps and several feet of silk. Although relatively comfortable, she was face-down with her ankles and wrists bent and bound together behind her. She was suspended above the floor, with her knees spread apart, at the precise height to allow him access to her mouth, ass or pussy with no effort; he could swing and spin her around as he pleased.

As he always did, Davey brought her to near orgasm, and then stopped. This frustrated Robyn as much as it delighted him.

"Please, Master....please!" she begged as he pulled his cock from her hungry pussy and turned her to shove it in her mouth.

"All in due time, Robby." He laughed as he sank his dick into her throat.

Robyn opened her mouth and throat allowing him to gag and fuck her face. Anticipating and longing for the feeling of his cock in her pussy again, to her surprise, "another" cock suddenly appeared and began pumping in and out of her wet snatch.

"Way to go, Kathy!" she heard Davey say.

Following Stacey's orders, Kathy had donned a black strap-on dildo and began fucking Robyn. Confused at first, it didn't take long before she felt her orgasm building again. Although new to using a strap-on, with Davey and Stacey's encouragement Kathy quickly caught on.

With her nephew's cock in her throat and a strap-on in her cunt, through loud moans Robyn had a long, wet, shuddering orgasm. Davey released her sore and sweaty limbs from her bonds and helped her to the bed, where Stacey had just untied Saudie and Sarah. Kathy came over to join them, and the four women formed a sweaty, cum-stained mass of bodies on the satin sheets.

Stacey hugged her son as they stood over them and admired their handy-work.

"Do you think we should keep at them or let them rest?" Stacey asked.

"We'll let them rest for a while. I've got something else in mind." Davey answered pulling his mother towards the smaller kneeling rack.

"Davey, you nasty boy!" she laughed slapping his arm. "I'm your mother!"

"And....?" He grinned as he proceeded to undress her, leaving only her stockings and heels. "If you wouldn't mind mother, please lay back and spread your legs."

Slowly climbing onto the kneeling rack, Stacey smiled slyly at her son. Stepping up between her thighs, he grasped and raised her ankles and entered her.

Still resting on the bed with the other women, Robyn hadn't quite realized what was going on. When she did, she bolted upright. Her nephew was fucking her sister -- his mother!

"No Davey, not that!" her mind pleaded.

Steadying herself on wobbly legs, she stood and walked over to stand nearby and watch as Davey gave his mother a thorough fucking. Sweat poured down her nephew's face and chest as he pounded Stacey's wet pussy; she saw his cock was covered in her white cream each time he pulled back. Despite the twinge of jealousy, it wasn't long before Robyn left her own pussy begin to tingle.

One by one, the other women came to watch the spectacle, standing to either side. Stacey, her eyes half open and very close to reaching and orgasm, began reaching out for the four women to pull them in closer. They began touching her all over her body -- stroking her arms and belly, fondling her breasts and gently pulling her nipples. Saudie bent over her face and kissed her, Robyn sucked on her sister's nipple, and Kathy sucked on her fingers, while Sarah locked lips with Davey.

Stacey soon came so hard that she lost one of her shoes.

"Omigod, that was so fucking hot!" she purred.

Davey withdrew his cock and pushed Sarah onto her knees to lick his mother's cum.

"What about you, Master?" Robyn asked.

"Hmm? Good question, Robby." He smirked.

Assisting his mother up from the kneeling rack, he led them all back to the bed. Davey flopped down onto the mattress and gave them his next instructions as he rolled onto his back.

"I want you to each take turns." He instructed them.

They started with Robyn straddling his cock and Saudie sitting on his face; continuing like they were on an assembly line for more than ½ hour, each of the four women changing positions as he wished.

Realizing that he had probably pushed them beyond their limits, Davey decided that it was time for him to shoot his load. He assembled all five women on their knees bunched together with their mouths open, and tongues extended; they looked like baby birds jockeying for position. He stood over them furiously pumping his cock in their direction, until he suddenly blasted long streams of white, hot jism onto their faces, hair and mouths.

"Very nice, ladies!" he congratulated them as they licked his cum off of themselves and each other. "I'd say that you all made this little gathering a huge success!"

He pulled Robyn aside as they all began cleaning up and returning to the upper level.

"Come to my room when you're done." He whispered.

Although exhausted, Robyn eagerly gathered her things and cleaned herself up. Waiting until her sister had fallen asleep, and the rest of the house seemed to have settled, she quietly left her room and crossed the hall to Davey's room. He was waiting for her; wanting to reward and thank her for all that she had endured.

Without saying a word, he pulled her into bed with him and fucked again her until she came. She woke the next morning still wrapped in his arms.



Aunt Robyn Cums Again



"Please, Davey." Robyn whispered. "Please."

Settling Sarah at the opposite end of the couch, Davey returned to Robyn. Silently standing in front of her stroking his cock, he extended two fingers, making her taste Sarah's cum. Finally lowering himself to her pussy, he entered her again. Taking a firm grip on the spreader bar, he raised her arms and legs up high as he pounded her pussy. It took less than two minutes for Robyn to cum.

"Thank you..." she sobbed, grateful that her nephew had finally given her release. Another stain formed on the cushion beneath her ass.

Leaving them in the living room, Davey went to the kitchen for a glass of water. When he returned, Sarah's face was buried between his aunt's thighs; her tongue vigorously lapping at her still soaked pussy and asshole. He sat in the chair across from them and watched the action, as Robyn's eyes rolled to the top and she released another intense orgasm; this time spraying juice on Sarah's face.

Robyn awoke the next morning in her bed. Sarah was curled up snoring next to her. She found Davey in the kitchen having breakfast.

When Sarah joined them, Davey made another announcement: later that month, he planned on throwing a party. Kathy, Saudie and his mother would be there, maybe others.

Robyn and Sarah began looking forward to it.



Aunt Robyn



Tonight she was being fucked, and fucked hard -- and she loved every minute and every sensation.

Robyn's orgasm was intense -- when she came it literally took her breath away and she couldn't make a sound. She rolled forward into the fetal position as spasm after spasm swept over her. It was the first time she'd ever cum with a sex partner.

"I'm not done with you yet, Robby!" Davey snarled through clenched teeth. "You've got a long night ahead of you."

Flipping her over onto her back again, Davey took each of her ankles and raised them up onto his shoulders. In one hard thrust he was back in her pussy. Leaning forward on top of her, he literally bent her in half so that her toes almost touched her forehead. He immediately began slam fucking Robyn again.

Disoriented and uncomfortable, Robyn tried to restore her balance. Despite her awkward position, Davey's cock again worked its magic on her tight, wet pussy -- it wasn't long before Robyn felt another orgasm building.

This time she cried out: "Davey...Omigod! Davey, I'm cumming...Omigod!"

Davey snorted a laugh as he continued to slam into her. He only stopped briefly to change positions -- this time making her stand and grab her ankles.

Two orgasms later, just after 9:30PM, Robyn blacked out.

THE NEXT MORNING

When Robyn came to, the blindfold had been removed. Instead, the silk sash now bound her hands behind her -- her wrists and shoulders were sore and numb. She found herself on her stomach and on the carpet next to her bed. Her throat was dry and raw, and her thighs and ass were also sore; dried semen had crusted on her face and back. Davey was nowhere in sight. 

Her alarm clock read 11:12AM.

In a panic, Robyn attempted to right herself and free her hands. After almost 20 minutes, the best she could manage was to crawl onto the bed and squirm about helplessly.

"Looks like you might need a little assistance." Davey said.

When Robyn rolled over she found her nephew leaning against the bedroom doorway, sipping a mug of coffee and looking very smug. He was showered and fully dressed.

"Davey, honey..." she whimpered, still struggling with her wrists. "Please untie me...I'm late for..."

"Work?" he interjected. "No problem, Robby. I called your office and told them that you weren't in any condition to make it in today, maybe tomorrow too. Your assistant said she had it all under control -- sends her best."

Robyn's eyes watered as Davey approached her, still smug and sipping his coffee. Her mind raced as she tried to figure out what she had gotten herself into.

"So," he finally said as he sat next to her and placed his empty mug on the nightstand. "I think we should get you cleaned up and dressed, and then we'll see where the day takes us."

Slowly he unbound her wrists, rubbing her arms and shoulders, and helping her into a seated position. Robyn started to say something, but he immediately shushed her.

"Cleaned and dressed." He repeated, kissing her on the forehead as if she were a child. "And, please remember to shave." He added, pointing to her crotch.

Davey smiled, retrieved his coffee mug and left the room.

Robyn sat there quietly for a long time -- unsure of what she should do. She was tired, sweaty, sore, scared and excited.

Finally she stood and went into her bathroom to look for shaving cream and a razor.