3 comments/ 88871 views/ 17 favorites Auntie Dearest By: linkznut Bobbie Sue Adams lay on her back, naked, with her long dirty-blonde hair splayed out around her head. Her butt was perched just over the edge of the bed with her legs spread wide and her feet planted firmly on the floor. She could feel herself trembling as he moved towards her, just like she always did when he came for her. She watched him drop to his knees in front of her. He was moving slowly, allowing the anticipation to build before finally allowing his cock to press up against the gates of her womanhood. And when he eased himself into her she sighed, melting into the softness of the bedspread as he began pistoning in and out of her. He worked her slowly at first, savoring the power he held over her, before slowly picking up the pace -- in, out, in, out. Soon she was sweating, gasping as she grabbed a handful of bedspread, clutching it tightly as he continued to work her. Soon he was groaning with her, his motions becoming a bit more hurried with each passing second. And then her orgasm struck and she screamed out in pleasure, even as he was grabbing her waist hard and shooting his wad into her. When it was over he collapsed on top of her, panting as he struggled to gather himself. She gave him the time he needed, tracing her fingertips lightly over his back. When he recovered, she placed her hands on each side of his head and pulled his lips to hers, opening her mouth to allow his tongue to slide in and mingle with hers. Finally, she pushed his head away, looked into his eyes and smiled. He smiled back, then crawled further onto the bed, collapsing onto his back. She joined him a second later, lying atop him, her left leg sliding between his, her "C" cup breasts pressing against his chest. "Are you sure there's no way we can get out of it?" she asked in a quiet voice. "She'll ruin everything." Billy ran his fingers slowly through his sister's hair and smiled. "You know there isn't, Sis. She's family. And besides, it won't be forever. As soon as she finds a job and collects a couple paychecks she's out of here. Believe me, she doesn't want to live here any more than we want her to." The 'she' they were referring to was Aunt Paula, their mother's younger sister, who would soon be moving into the small three bedroom ranch house that the siblings now shared. "But it's not fair," Bobbie Sue whined, resting her head against her brother's chest and snuggling a bit closer. "I finally get you all to myself, and then she comes along." * * * The product of a broken home in rural America, Bobbie Sue and Billy Adams developed a close bond at an early age; a bond that grew stronger with each passing year. Neither child had any memories of their father, having been abandoned by him when Billy was not quite two and Bobbie Sue was still a newborn. With their mother working two jobs at a time to make ends meet, the siblings were on their own from a fairly early age. Billy, as the oldest, took it upon himself to look out for his baby sister, a self-imposed obligation that stayed with him throughout his school years, not even fading when he graduated from high school and moved ninety miles down the freeway to find work. Billy ended up with a good paying job as an electrician's apprentice. He realized almost immediately that paying rent was like flushing money down the toilet and made up his mind to buy something as soon as he could scrape together a down payment. Accordingly, a month before the second year was up on his apartment lease, he settled on a nice, albeit small, 3 bedroom ranch just outside of town. Although Billy had always been a hard worker, he'd never been accused of being the sharpest tool in the box. His sister, on the other hand, rarely brought home less that an 'A' on her report cards. It came as absolutely no surprise to anyone when she received generous scholarship offers from several colleges. Unfortunately none of them covered room and board, an expense that her mother simply couldn't afford. That left student loans, but even they would not have been enough if Billy, who happened to live near the college Bobbie Sue ultimately settled on, hadn't taken her in, charging her nothing for the room and not much more than that for food and household expenses. It was Labor Day weekend when Bobbie Sue moved in with her older brother, six months to the day after her eighteenth birthday, and sixty-two days before they would first make love. * * * Billy walked in the door, exhausted from his long day at work and in no mood for anything but a cold beer and a quiet half-hour in his chair. He got neither. "I've had it!" Bobbie Sue said as she barged into the kitchen before her brother could even reach the refrigerator. "She's only been here two weeks but it feels like a year. She nags me, bosses me around and questions everything I do. It's like I'm in junior high school all over again!" "Come on, Bobbie Sue. It can't be that bad." "It can't, can't it?" she shot back. "Then what about her going through all my drawers while I was in class today? And what about her trying to ground me this afternoon because she doesn't think I've been studying hard enough? Who does she think she is, anyway?" "She went through your drawers?" he asked, the surprise in his voice evident. "And tried to ground you?" "Not to mention being a general all around bitch!" Billy took a long, slow, deep breath. "Okay. We'll have a talk with her right after I have a beer." "No, now!" Bobbie Sue countered firmly. "Before I have a chance to calm down." Billy took one last, longing look at the refrigerator, then turned back to his sister and nodded his head. A moment later he was knocking on his aunt's bedroom door. "Aunt Paula," he said through the closed door. "We need to talk." The door swung open to reveal an obviously agitated woman, her not yet fully brushed brunette hair falling just to the base of her neck. "Talk fast," she huffed, turning away from the door and moving back to her dresser. "I'm on my way out." Billy stepped into the room with Bobbie Sue close on his heels. "It's about you and Bobbie Sue," he started. "You just can't . . ." But he never finished the thought as Aunt Paula turned sharply and cut him off. "I can do whatever I want," she retorted. "I'm the adult here. I promised your mother I'd look out for her baby girl and that's just what I intend to do. Now get the hell out of my room!" When Billy looked back on that moment later, he couldn't say exactly what it was that put him over the edge. Maybe it was her overall shitty attitude. Maybe it was the way she'd interrupted him. Maybe it was her condescending attitude. Most likely, however, it was her ordering him to get out of her room! Her room like hell! It was his house, not hers! It was by his good graces that she was there at all! And if she wasn't careful, she just might find her ass out on the street! "Now you hold on right there, woman!" he blurted out, taking a threatening step towards his aunt. "This is my house, not yours. I'm the Master here, not you. In fact, in this house you're nothing. Bobbie Sue is my sister, my roommate and my friend. She's far more the Mistress of the house then you'll ever be! You're a houseguest; nothing more, nothing less. And if you don't start behaving like one you won't even be that for long!" he paused, taking a brief moment to catch his breath. "Now, is there any part of that you don't understand?" "How dare you talk to me like that, young man!" Aunt Paula spat back. "Now you apologize right this minute, or else!" "Or else what?" Billy countered. Paula hesitated ever so briefly, searching for the right reply. "Or else I'll be having a nice long conversation with your mother, that's what!" "You'll tell my mother?" Billy replied sarcastically. Then he shook his head slowly, a semi-disgusted look on his face. "I've got to tell you, Aunt Paula. This is just about the most immature behavior I've ever witnessed from an adult. First you stick your nose in where it doesn't belong, trying to run other people's business. Then instead of discussing things rationally you go off the deep end and throw a little temper tantrum. And now you're threatening to tell my Mommy?" He paused briefly, taking a quick glance in his sister's direction before continuing. "I guess there's nothing else to it, Aunt Paula. If you're going to act like a child, I'm going to have to treat you like one." And before she could react he reached out, grabbed hold of her arms and twisted her so her back was towards him. "Let go of me this instant," she ordered angrily as he forced her to her knees at the foot of the bed before pushing her forward so her torso lay prone atop her bed. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" she bellowed, even as Billy was pulling her arms together at the base of her back and pinning them firmly against her. It wasn't until he had her completely under his control that he answered. "What I think I'm doing,' he said, "is preparing to give a spoiled brat the spanking she deserves." "Unhand me right now!" she demanded, struggling in vain to break free. But he ignored her, turning instead towards his sister. "If you don't mind, Bobbie Sue," he said in an overly sweet, sarcastic voice, "how about pulling her pants down. We wouldn't want them absorbing any of the pain, now would we?" It took a moment for the look of stunned disbelief to leave Bobbie Sue's face. "Billy, are you sure you . . ." But she stopped in mid-sentence as the early traces of a smile began to form on her lips. Soon the biggest shit-eating grin he'd ever seen was spreading across her face as she dropped to her knees without another word. She reached for the elastic waistband of her aunt's jogging pants and jerked them over her ass. A moment later the thin fabric of her panties joined her pants just below mid-thigh, leaving her pretty, milky white butt cheeks on full display. "How dare you?" Aunt Paula screamed out as she struggled in vain to escape her nephew's grasp. "You just wait 'til I get my hands on you!" And then the first blow landed. WHACK! Followed an instant later by the second. WHACK! "Nooooooooo!" she cried out, startled at least as much by the sound of the slap on her bottom and the humiliation of her situation as she was by any actual pain. Billy then rested his hand on her bare ass and leaned forward to speak softly into his aunt's ear. "My dear Aunt Paula," he whispered in mock tenderness. "I'm afraid this is for your own good, and will continue until you've not only learned your lesson, but apologize to your niece as well." And then . . . WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! "Ow, ow!" she cried out as the blows landed. "Let me up this instant!" "Are you ready to apologize to Bobbie Sue?" Billy asked. "Never!" came the terse response. "Have it your way," he replied before . . . WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! And three more blows landed on her already red fanny before he stopped and turned to his sister. "How about it, Bobbie Sue? You're the injured party; would you like to take a few shots?" Her gleeful affirmative response was drowned out by her Aunt's screams as she made yet another attempt to break free. Then, after slightly shifting her position, Bobbie Sue began her attack. WHACK! "Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" WHACK! "Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" WHACK! "Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Paula heard herself gasp as each of the blows landed, before finally slumping helplessly to the bed. "Please stop," she sobbed between breaths. "Are you ready to apologize?" Bobbie Sue shot back. And when her aunt's response wasn't immediately forthcoming she resumed her assault. WHACK! "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Paula screamed out. "Just stop. Please!" But before Bobbie Sue acknowledged her screams she delivered three more swift, hard blows. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!" And then there was silence, broken only by Aunt Paula's soft moans of relief as her niece's hand began caressing her naked ass. Bobbie Sue let several seconds pass before leaning towards Aunt Paula's head. "I'm waiting for your apology," she said, still rubbing her ass softly. "Unless you'd like a little more, that is." "No!" she responded desperately, even as Bobbie Sue was withdrawing her hand. "Please, no more. I'm sorry." "Sorry for what?" Bobbie Sue challenged. "For what?" "Yeah," Bobbie Sue replied. "I'd like to know just what, exactly, you're sorry for." It was several moments before Aunt Paula responded. "I'm sorry I went through your things. And I'm sorry I yelled at you." Bobbie Sue smiled at her brother as her hand returned to her aunt's rear end, stroking it softly, caressing it tenderly. "And you're sorry you were such a bitch, aren't you?" "Yes," her aunt replied without hesitation. But then Bobbie Sue withdrew her hand and, WHACK!, landed another blow to her unprepared aunt's ass. "Don't just agree with me," she barked. "Say it!" "I'm sorry I was such a bitch," her aunt gasped without hesitation as the sting of the latest blow spread through her derriere. "That's better," Bobbie Sue said softly. And as her hand went back to work massaging Aunt Paula's butt, her mind began to wonder just how far she could push her clearly distraught aunt. "You see, it can be nice and pleasant, like this," she whispered, rubbing her hand tenderly over her aunt's ass. "Or it can be hard and painful, like this." WHACK! WHACK! "Ahhhhhhhhh!" "It's really up to you," Bobbie Sue teased, continuing to press her advantage. "You just tell me what you'd prefer, the spankings or the soft, tender caresses." And after her aunt remained silent for several moments, Bobbie Sue leaned even closer. "I'm waiting for your answer, Auntie dear. What do you prefer, the spankings or the soft, tender caresses? "The caresses," she finally answered, her voice barely more than a whisper. "Then ask me nicely to caress your ass," she instructed. And when several seconds passed without a response, she withdrew her hand. "Or would you rather go back to the spankings?" This time the response came quickly. "Please caress my ass." Bobbie Sue smiled as she returned her hand to her aunt's rear end. "Now, just relax and let Bobbie Sue make your tender bottom all better," she said in a syrupy sweet voice. But it wasn't until Paula slumped further onto the bed and a soft moan escaped her lips that Bobbie Sue realized just how much control she truly held over her aunt. And with that realization came the thought that maybe, just maybe, she could push her totally over the edge. The smile on her face grew even bigger as she turned to face her brother while sliding her hand down her aunt's butt-crack and onto her pussy. "Nooooooo!" Paula gasped, her body going rigid as her niece's hand slid over her pussy. She even lifted her head off the bed in protest, if only an inch and only for a second. But then her head settled back to the bed and a soft sigh escaped her lips. "Well, well, well," Bobbie Sue said in mock surprise as she turned back to her aunt. "It seems your pussy is all wet, Auntie. If I didn't know better I'd say you were excited." She hesitated, leaning close to her captive's ear as she continued rubbing her aroused pussy. "You aren't excited, are you Auntie?" "Nooooooo," she whispered again as she made another half-hearted attempt to break free, before once again collapsing onto the bed. But in point of fact Aunt Paula wasn't quite sure how she felt. First, her underlings had challenged her superiority before manhandling her and baring her bottom. Then they'd spanked her, taking her to the point of submission and beyond, before changing tactics and continuing their assault with soft, gentle caresses. And now, on top of everything else, her own niece was running her hands over her pussy, and the captive woman found herself unable to control her body's reaction. And once again she tried to focus her will, lifting her head from the bed. "Please stop," she pleaded in a soft whimper. But Bobbie Sue couldn't help but notice that despite her words, her aunt's pussy was most definitely responding to her touch. With her head still close to Aunt Paula's ear, Bobbie Sue spoke again. "You keep saying stop, Auntie dear, but your naughty little pussy seems to be betraying you. Maybe I should be spanking that naughty pussy of yours instead of your ass, huh?" And before her aunt had a chance to respond, Bobbie Sue withdrew her hand a few inches, and then began a series of soft little slaps, tap-tap-tapping her hand against the increasingly wet lips. "Oh shit!" Paula gasped, arching her back and lifting her head from the bed, even as she pushed herself back against the attacking hand. "Oh shit! Ohhhhh Sssssshhhhhhhhhhhhhh . . ." "You like this, don't you Auntie?" Bobbie whispered into her ear. But as her hand continued it's tap-tap-tapping on her pussy, the only answer she received were more moans. That was when she withdrew her hand and delivered another solid blow to the ass. WHACK! "I asked you a question, and I expect an answer!" she said in a raised voice directly into her aunt's ear. "Yes!' Aunt Paula said in a gasp, "Yes, I like it." And just like that it was over, her surrender complete. And when her niece's hand returned to her pussy, the tap-tap-tapping was replaced by two fingers diving into her wet hole, pounding her in, then out, then in again, over and over until the defeated woman could stand it no more and her body exploded in orgasm. Billy had watched the events of the previous several minutes unfold in stunned silence. That Aunt Paula would give in was never really in doubt. Indeed, with the control he'd held over her as his sister and he had assaulted her, any other outcome would have been highly unlikely. But what he was seeing now in his aunt was nothing short of surrender -- sexual surrender! And when he saw Bobbie Sue lower her eyes to Aunt Paula's ass before raising them back to his and nodding briefly, he knew just what to do. He released his grip on Aunt Paula's arms, even as Bobbie Sue was moving her free hand to replace it. Next, he slid back just enough to grab hold of the pants that were bunched up around Aunt Paula's lower thighs and push them the rest of the way to the floor. He was only slightly surprised when a simple tap of his aunt's leg was all that was needed for her to lift her knees from the floor, thus allowing him to slide the pants and panties the rest of the way down her legs. A moment later they were in a pile in the corner. As soon as the pants were discarded Billy slid forward and took hold of her shoulders, pulling her torso from the bed. A brief look in his sister's direction was all either of them needed to know what to do next, with Billy taking hold of the hands his sister had just released and lifting them in the air while Bobbie Sue took hold of the bottom of Aunt Paula's shirt and slid it up her body, pausing just long enough for Billy to release his Aunt's arms, before she slid the garment the rest of the way off. And with a still stunned Aunt Paula making absolutely no move to resist, Bobbie Sue reached for the back of her bra, unclasped it and slid it down her arms. Only then did Billy retake his grip on her arms, once again bringing them together behind her back as he took hold of them with his right hand. And then there was silence, disturbed only by the heavy breathing coming from the naked middle-aged woman on her knees at the foot of the bed, and the equally heavy breathing coming from the two young adults that surrounded her. Even now there was still a part of Paula that tried to regain her sanity, that wanted to scream out in revolt against what was happening, to beg her niece and nephew to stop this craziness. She even found the strength to turn towards Billy and open her mouth to protest. But when she felt his hand slide onto her "B" cup breast even as her niece's hand was sliding over her still tingling pussy, the only sound that came out was an unintelligible moan. And for several moments there was more silence, broken only by heavy breathing and sighs as the two youngsters continued their petting and stroking. Auntie Dearest It was Billy who finally broke the silence. "Well, well. Who would have guessed that dear old Aunt Paula was such a wanton little slut?" And when he pinched her nipple she gasped, biting down on her lower lip and closing her eyes. "Yes," Bobbie Sue replied as she slid her free hand up her aunt's back to grab hold of her hair, twisting her head towards her own. "Who would have guessed." And then she pulled her lips closer, finding them already open and waiting. An instant after that the two women were locked in a lustful exchange of tongues. But the bliss was short lived as Billy removed his hand from Paula's breast and backed away. "I need to get something," he said. When the two women broke the kiss, he took hold of his aunts chin and turned her face towards his. One look in his eyes told him the answer to his question, even before he asked it. "I trust you'll behave yourself for Bobbie Sue?" "Yes," she responded meekly, before dropping her eyes in shame. He waited a moment before releasing her arms and rising to his feet. When he saw that she made no immediate move to escape, he turned and started for the door. "Well, it looks like it's just us girls now," Bobbie Sue said after Billy disappeared around the corner. She slid behind her aunt's ass and rested her hands on her hips. "Lean forward and put your hands over your head," she ordered. Paula turned her head towards her niece and hesitated. "This isn't right," she said in a soft, almost pleading voice. But when Bobbie Sue slid her hands up her back and pushed gently, she sighed, turned her head and did exactly as instructed. Bobbie Sue slid her hands up her aunt's sides and onto her arms, even as she was lowering her own clothed body onto her aunt's naked one. And when her head was within an inch of her ear, she flicked her tongue out, lapping it across the ear before taking the lobe into her mouth and sucking and biting it, all while she slid her hands up and down her aunt's naked body and ground her own hungry pussy against her ass. And then Bobbie Sue drew herself back to her kneeling position behind her aunt and slid two fingers into her pussy. "I think you and I are going to get along just fine, Aunt Paula." And she smiled as she watched her aunt's body shudder in response. "Just fine." It was then that Billy re-entered the room, stopping short when he saw his sister kneeling behind his aunt, her left hand resting on her butt-cheek while two fingers from her right hand were slowly sliding in and out of her pussy. When Bobbie Sue turned to look at him there was a hunger in her eyes, and when she saw the roll of duct tape in his hand a knowing smile slid across her face. Then, after one more teasingly slow in and out motion, she withdrew her fingers and rose to her feet, backing away to make room for her brother, who dropped immediately to his knees in the spot his sister had just vacated. A moment later it was the fingers of his hand that were sliding in and out of Aunt Paula's pussy; and it was his fingers that were bringing the soft moans of lust from her throat. He set the duct tape on the bed before slapping his left hand lightly against her ass. "It looks like you're really starting to get into this, aren't you Auntie dear?" he teased as he picked up the pace, working his fingers in and out of her pussy at a steadily increasing pace. But the only response he received were more moans as she arched her ass to meet his fingers. "And while I'm sure you no longer need to be restrained, I can't help but think how much more fun it will be if you're helpless." He then raised his left hand and again slapped it firmly on her ass. "Don't you?" Again, other than the brief yelp when he slapped her ass, the only response he received were moans, groans and gasps. Only this time he didn't let it go at that. "I asked you a question, Auntie dear. You do think it will be more fun if you're helpless, don't you?" he asked as he continued to ram his fingers into her pussy. Paula lifted her head from the bed and turned to face her nephew. But when another blow landed on her ass and two more of her nephew's fingers slid into her pussy to join the two that were already there she gasped, she fell back to the bed as her body convulsed in orgasm. Billy smiled as he slid his fingers out of his aunt's pussy and reached for the role of duct tape. "Hands behind your back," he ordered. Even though the throes of orgasm had not yet completely subsided, the older woman managed to move her hands to her lower back as instructed, even as Billy was reaching for the duct tape. He pulled the end free and peeled off several inches before fastening it to one of his aunt's wrists. Finally, he lifted both arms up and proceeded to wrap several twists of tape around them. When he was satisfied that her arms were securely bound behind her back he ripped off the tape and tossed the roll aside. Then he sat back and turned to face his sister, who -- to his surprise -- was now standing behind him as naked as the day she was born. She stepped silently over to where he knelt, her hands held out before her. He looked at the hands, then back into her eyes, before reaching out and allowing her to help him to his feet. When he reached for her, intending to take her into his arms and kiss her, she brushed his hands aside, turning instead towards Aunt Paula, who was still on her knees at the foot of the bed with her torso lying prone atop the bed. "On your feet," she ordered in a not unkind voice. With her hands taped securely behind her back, Paula struggled awkwardly to her feet and turned to face the youngsters. When she saw her naked niece standing beside her own fully clothed brother her jaw dropped nearly to the floor, a look of stunned disbelief spreading across her face. Up until this point she'd assumed that this was just a case of 'fun with auntie' that had gotten out of hand. Up until now it was a humiliating, degrading nightmare that had seen her stripped not only of clothes but of her dignity as she succumbed to that most basic of human desires -- lust. Yet it had taken just one brief look at the two of them standing beside each other -- one naked, the other dressed -- for her to realize that that was only part of the story. And she knew as sure as the sun would come up tomorrow that this was more than just 'fun with auntie' run amok; much more. But even more shocking than all of that was the fact that what she should have found disgusting, she instead found very, very exciting. "You're lovers," she said simply. "Yes," Bobbie Sue acknowledged. "And I've been wanting to do this since the moment you moved in." With that she turned towards Billy and slid into his open, waiting arms. "I've missed you, Brother," she whispered. And then she raised herself onto her tiptoes and moved her open lips to meet his, even as goosebumps were spreading across her body as his hands slid down to her ass and squeezed. When they broke the kiss several moments later she pushed him back a couple of inches and reached up with her hand to gently stroke his cheek. "Would it please the Master of the House to watch his Sister-Slut go down on his Auntie-Slut?" she said with no trace of sarcasm and a perfectly straight face. Billy reached his hands to his sister's face, touching it gently, brushing the hair from her face. And then he smiled. "Yes," he said simply. "That would please the Master of the House very much." It was only then that Bobbie Sue allowed the hint of a smile to crack the corner of her mouth, just before she backed out of her brother's arms, turned and stepped towards her naked aunt. She allowed her breasts to brush lightly against her aunt's as she reached around and ran her fingernails lightly over her buttocks. When her aunt shivered unconsciously in her arms, she spoke. "Do you like the way my naked body feels against yours?" Paula took a deep breath to calm her shaking nerves. Then she nodded her head slowly. "Yes," she whispered. Bobbie Sue pressed herself closer, allowing her hands to slide over her aunt's back as she did. "You are to lie on the bed," she started in a soft, yet commanding voice, "face up with your head towards the door and your legs spread wide. Understand?" "Yes," Paula answered in a trembling voice. And then Bobbie Sue removed her hands. "Now," she said simply, and a moment later Aunt Paula was spread out atop the bed as directed, her arms taped behind her back while her nephew and niece looked down on her nakedness as she struggled to contain the pounding in her chest. Only after allowing her to lie there, exposed, for the better part of a minute, did Bobbie Sue climb onto the bed and position herself on her knees between her legs. And after Billy moved so he was standing over his aunt's head, Bobbie Sue reached out and slid her hands over her belly. Paula jumped at her touch, arching her back slightly. As the hands slid up to her breasts, sliding over them, squeezing them, she looked up into her nephew's eyes and sighed. Bobbie Sue, meanwhile, continued her tender assault, moving her hands to the bed for support as she lowered her mouth to her aunt's breasts. She kissed her orbs gently, first one, then the other as her long hair fell across the prone body below her. She swirled her tongue around the nipples before biting them. And then she stretched farther still, reaching her head upwards until her breasts brushed excitedly over her aunt's while her center pressed against the widespread vee between her legs. And then she lowered her mouth and kissed her, finding the lips below her already parted in anticipation. When she withdrew her lips she looked into her aunt's eyes, finding them glassy and desperate. "Please hurry," Paula said in a struggling voice. Bobbie Sue smiled as she repositioned herself so she was sitting on her ankles between Paula's legs and slid two fingers from her right hand into the dripping pussy below her while her left hand moved to her clit. And then, after watching the older woman squirm briefly, she lowered her lips to the swollen button. Paula let out a gasp, followed by a long animalistic moan. She looked up into her nephew's eyes, even as his hands were sliding onto her breasts, caressing them, pinching her nipples between his fingers. Then, when Bobbie Sue flicked her tongue across her clit and shoved her fingers deep into her cunt, she cried out, and her third orgasm crashed through her loins. As Paula struggled to clear her mind, she was only vaguely aware that Billy had withdrawn his hands and backed away and that Bobbie Sue had crawled from between her legs and moved towards her head. She felt Bobbie Sue's soft hand lightly stroking her cheek. And when she looked into her conqueror's eyes, she saw a hunger that nearly matched her own. "Now it's my turn," the younger woman said as she swung her leg across her aunt's head so she was straddling her face, looking towards her feet. Then she lowered her wet pussy onto the face below her, gasping as the tongue immediately flicked over her engorged bud and swollen lips. "Oh, my God," she gasped, reaching for her aunt's breasts, clutching them, squeezing them as the tongue made another pass at her womanhood. "Oh, shit!" she moaned as her aunt took her bud in her lips. Unable to fight down her emotions, she quickly succumbed to her aunt's ministrations, gasping and moaning as Aunt Paula worked first her clit, then her pussy, then her clit again. Finally, she screamed out, clutching at her aunt's breasts as her orgasm struck home, washing over her and sending her into a spasmodic, shaking frenzy that didn't stop until she finally fell forward atop her aunt. Billy looked down on the two panting, sweating women and knew he could wait no longer. Then, when Aunt Paula arched her neck so she could look up at him, he grabbed the base of his shirt and ripped it over his head, then moved quickly to undo his pants, pushing both pants and underwear down his legs. He couldn't help noticing the involuntary gasp that escaped his aunt's mouth when his engorged cock sprang into view. "You like this?" he questioned as he moved closer to her, lightly stroking his meat. "Yes," came the immediate reply. "And you want it, don't you?" Again the response was immediate, even though her breathing was still somewhat labored. "Yes." Billy then reached down and lightly stroked her face, his head hovering directly over hers, and smiled. "You'll have to wait your turn, Auntie-Slut," he said teasingly. And then he lifted his gaze to his sister's body, which was still lying prone atop Aunt Paula's torso, and moved his hands to her hips, gently pulling her backwards until her feet were dangling over the edge of the bed. And then, with his aunt's face directly below, he pressed his cock against his sister's pussy and rubbed it over her puffy, cum soaked lips. "Oh, yes," Bobbie Sue sighed hungrily. "Give me that big, beautiful cock of yours." Billy lifted his hand and slapped her playfully on her ass. "I'm not sure I should," he teased. "After all, you weren't very nice to Aunt Paula, now, were you?" "Nooooo," she cried, reaching back for his cock with her right hand, only to have him swat it away. "But I need it sooooooo bad." And then she craned her head so she could see his face, a wicked grin on her face. "And besides, I made it up to her, didn't I?" Billy slapped at her ass again, eliciting a brief yelp from her lips. And then he rammed his meat into her, pulling her back to meet his thrust as she raised her head, opened her mouth and let a long, silent scream escape. He smiled as his sister lowered her head and renewed her assault on Aunt Paula's pussy. He started out slowly, sliding his cock into his sister's pussy mere inches above his Aunt Paula's head. He groaned softly when he felt his aunt's tongue slide across his balls as they danced above her, and he picked up the pace as the sounds of lust filled the air. Still on edge from her first orgasm, Bobbie Sue came quickly, raising her head and screaming out, even as Billy continued his assault. "Oh, shit!" she cried a moment later as another orgasm ripped her body. And still her brother pounded her pussy. It wasn't until he'd brought her to a third orgasm -- her fourth in all -- that he withdrew his cock, lowered it towards his aunt and began stroking it with his hand. A moment later he exploded, spraying his seed over his captive aunt's face, neck and chest, even as she tried futilely to catch the shooting globs of sperm with her mouth. When he was finally spent, he backed slowly away and watched as Bobbie Sue rolled off of Aunt Paula. "Master," Bobbie Sue said softly, a dizzy smile on her face as she refused to let go of the 'Master of the House' angle. "May I have permission to clean your cum off of Auntie-Slut?" Billy smiled. "Yes," he responded. "But make sure you share it with her." "Yes, Master," Bobbie Sue cooed as she repositioned herself on the bed beside her aunt and began licking her clean, pausing several times during the process to share the rewards with her aunt through long, tender kisses. When the clean up was finally finished Bobbie Sue withdrew from the bed and rose to her feet, sliding over to her brother's side. For several moments there was silence as the two siblings stared down at their aunt. "Now it's your turn, Auntie-Slut," Billy said at last, finally breaking the silence. He then turned to his sister. "Move her to the other side of the bed so her feet are on the floor and her pussy's hanging over the edge." "Yes, Master," she giggled as she eagerly moved back to the bed, barely avoiding Billy's hand as he slapped playfully at her ass. She took hold of her aunt's ankles and pulled her across the bed, messing both her hair and the bedspread in the process. Once she had her in the appropriate position she turned to her brother. "Your Auntie-Slut awaits you, Master," she said, trying without success to keep a straight face. Billy moved teasingly slow, enjoying the hunger he saw in his aunt's eyes. Once in position he eased down to his knees, his cock positioned inches from his aunt's already soaked pussy. A moment later his sister slid up behind him, standing with her hands on his shoulders as she looked down on her aunt's naked hunger. Billy leaned forward, brushing his meat against Aunt Paula's pussy, watching as she bit her lower lip, arched her head back and closed her eyes in response. "You want this, don't you Auntie-Slut?" he asked teasingly. She opened her eyes wide and hesitated, before nodding her head slowly. But Billy just shook his head, a wry smile crossing his lips as he slipped the tip of his cock into her pussy, only to withdraw it an instant later and slap it against her love button. "What did you say?" he teased. "I didn't hear you." "Yes," she responded in barely more than a whisper. But her response still wasn't good enough for Billy, so he continued to smile, shaking his head as he rubbed his manhood over her clit. "Yes, what?" he queried. This time Aunt Paula hesitated, raising her eyes slowly towards Bobbie Sue before lowering them slowly back to Billy's. "Yes, I want your cock," she finally managed to answer, her voice clearly cracking as the hint of a tear dripped out the corner of her eye. "I want your cock in my pussy." And then, after one more quick glance up at Bobbie Sue, she added, "please, Master, I need it so bad." Without another word, Billy rammed his engorged cock deep into her pussy. "Oh my god," Paula gasped as he filled her. And as he began pistoning in and out of her steaming cunt she bit her lower lip and moaned, rolling her head dizzily from side to side. Billy picked up the pace, trying to contain his own excitement as he watched his aunt squirm beneath him, very much aware of his sister's naked body pressing against his backside, rubbing against him hungrily as she watched the scene unfold. "Oh sweet Jesus forgive me," his aunt moaned just before she tried to focus her hazy eyes on her nephew. "Please, Master, harder," she urged. "You want it harder, do you?" Billy responded, hesitating briefly before throwing himself into his aunt. "Oh, shit!" came Paula's desperate cry as she arched her back to meet his thrust. From there it was pure lust attacking pure lust while little sister looked on. And while Billy threw himself at his aunt with everything he had and Aunt Paula writhed frantically atop the bed below him, Bobbie Sue was grinding herself lustfully against her brother's backside, actually cuming moments before her aunt screamed out in orgasmic bliss as Billy jerkily shot his load into her pussy. * * * It was Bobbie Sue that moved first, backing unsteadily away from her brother's back. Next, Billy slid his flaccid member from his aunt's pussy and joined his sister on his feet, turning to allow Bobbie Sue to slide into his arms and raise her lips to his. Only after the two young lovers had finished a slow, easy kiss did Billy turn back to the bed and help his aunt to her feet. Then, with her arms still taped behind her back, young Billy wrapped his arms around her and lowered his lips to hers, finding them already open and waiting. He broke the kiss momentarily and stepped back, turning towards his sister. "Take her to the kitchen and cut the tape off her wrists. Then, pick out something for dinner; Aunt Paula's cooking tonight." Then he turned away and headed for the bedroom door. "Oh, two more things," he said just as he passed through the door. "I'll expect to find a cold beer on the table next to the Master's chair in two minutes, and neither of my two sluts will be needing any clothes for the rest of the evening." And with that he slid around the corner, smiling at the way things had turned out. Auntie Dearest *************** As always, your comments and suggestions are welcome.