9 comments/ 80218 views/ 50 favorites Dancing With Aunt Lana Ch.01 By: milfleglover AUTHOR'S NOTE: The following story of incest features forced sexual situations involving elderly women and a young man, including "forced" cum eating and domination. If this appeals to you, please enjoy, vote and comment. If it does not and you feel this type of story isn't to your liking, please go elsewhere! Many thanks to those of you who like this material, and feel free to suggest sequel ideas...:) ***** Bart was an eager young man, a college student at the state university not far from his grandmother's home where he'd take up occasional residence if dorm life got a little too crazy. And for a boy like Bart, 18, studious, serious and focused, that was often. Plus, he loved his grandmother, Trish, a kindly pretty lady of 70, a widow whose loneliness was eased whenever one of her beloved grandchildren were around. Bart was especially eager this night, as he laid out his clothes on the bed of Trish's spare room where he stayed, because of a party at the school. Bart was a rather shy lad, skinny, gangly and tall, not a mixer by any means, but he loved trying his hand at social events, figuring maybe one of these days he'd actually make inroads with the ladies, never his strong suit. And Bart was a virgin, something he was eager to change as quickly as possible. He'd had chances in his young life, always misreading a girl's signals or just being too shy and insecure to do anything about it. His grandmother tried to help him, support him, give him gentle guidance on how to handle women, but it would fall on deaf ears. She didn't blame him. Why would a boy of 18 listen to an old woman like her, she figured. So she didn't press. Trish's kid sister, Lana, was another story altogether. The dark-haired beauty was 65, secure in spirit and finances, a widow who lived near Trish and would often visit. As she was this day, the two sisters puttering around the house and later laying by Pat's pool at her palatial home. Bart was in his room on the second floor, getting his clothes in order, and was in the bathroom when he heard the women laughing on the pool deck below. He looked out. Granny Trish was an attractive woman, with curly blonde-gray hair and a decent body for a woman her age, Bart thought, marveling at the way she kept her figure. But it was Lana's figure, thick, not fat, but stout, compact, a solid 145 pounds on a five-foot-seven frame, that caught his attention. And as shame overcame him, made his dick hard. He'd noticed his sexy Aunt Lana ever since he reached puberty, noticed her in a way he would have preferred not to. But she was so confident, brash and bold and brassy, and that, combined with a voluptuous body, gorgeous face, a set of tits that commanded attention, and thick, strong-looking legs, he couldn't help himself. He touched himself as he watched Lana wriggle on her lounge chair, on her belly in a tight dark-blue one-piece bathing suit that was perhaps a little too small, particularly in the seat, the fabric of which rode up between her rather huge asscheeks, revealing a thick pad of white meaty flesh on either side of the material that rode into the crack. Bart gulped as she reached back, presumably to correct the situation but instead pulled it up higher and deeper, revealing nearly the entire width of her amazingly sexy old thighs, tanned and glistening with sweat and the sun-tan oil she'd just rubbed on them. He had to pull himself away before things got out of hand, or rather in hand, and he went back to the bedroom, picking out clothes and ironing a pair of pants as he stood in baggy boxer shorts. He didn't hear the footsteps on the stairs nor in the hall leading to his room, and was shocked when he turned and saw Aunt Lana standing there, leaning on the door frame. Her arms were crossed, pushing up those gigantic tits until they almost spilled out of the top, and she had a sly smirk on her wrinkled face, a pucker of sexy folded flesh around her mouth. "Uh, hi Aunt Lana," he said nervously, turning to grab a pair of pants and trying to pull them on. "Whoa, boy, don't worry about covering up, I've seen everything you got, I used to change your diapers, not that you'd remember," she roared in that brassy laugh for which she was famously known. She strode up to him purposefully, eyes on his, and playfully swatted the pants from his hand. Bart stood nervously before her, a weak smile on his face. His hands were in front of his crotch, fearing his dick would poke free as she stood so close he could smell the funky combination of sweat, perfume and sun-tan oil on his aunt's luscious body. "So, gonna do some dancing tonight, are ya boy?" she laughed. "Yeah, uh, that's the plan, Auntie," he said, looking anywhere but at his slightly shorter aunt and that gleaming patchwork of freckled flesh that was the sexy, sagging cleavage leading to those monster tits he'd long fantasized about and felt shame for doing so. "I should teach you how to dance," she laughed. "I was a pretty good dancer in my day." "Oh, I don't think..." Bart started to say. She suddenly wrapped her arms around the boy's neck and pressed into him, looking up, a hiss of warm breath enveloping him, smelling strongly of the bloody Mary's his sexy aunt had been slugging down most of the afternoon. "Now then, Bart," she growled, face inches from his, a beaming smile on her pretty old face. "You let me lead." He gulped and let her body take over, swaying with her, tentatively putting his arms down around her back, fingers locked together and resting just above the swell of that incredible ass he'd just seen from the window. She rested her head on his shoulder, his aside her head, inhaling her scent, feeling her heat from those tits, her middle and crotch and legs as they pressed dangerously close to him. She turned them in a slow arc, humming a song he didn't know but which seemed to satisfy her as her grip grew tighter, arms cinching snugly around his neck, her crotch pushing harder against him. Then in the mirror behind her, he saw that ass, big, thick, white and just slightly dimpled, creamy and smooth and totally visible as the seat of her suit remained buried between them. He gulped and felt himself swell. "S'matter Bart," she giggled, suddenly biting his ear and dropping her hands down his trembling back to cup his skinny butt, pulling his crotch tight to his. "Not familiar with this dance?" "Auntie Lana...please..." he whimpered, trying to pull himself from her, amazed how strong she was as she held him close to her, continuing to sway seductively. "Please what, I'm just teaching you how to dance, nothing wrong with an aunt teaching her little nephew is there?" she cooed, now slowly pumping into him. "Ohhhh my, what's that down there? My not-so-little nephew is having too good a time??" Bart froze, his eyes looking straight ahead at the mirror and his aunt's fleshy ass. His cock was in full flower, which he hadn't realized until this moment, and felt it escape the boxer's flap and press into the meaty oiled heat of Aunt Lana's pressing thighs. "Jesus...Aunt Lana...I'm..." he stammered, trying to pull out of the old woman's grip. He couldn't. She held firm, arms slipping down to lock around his lower back, hugging him close. She bit his ear and then unbelievably, stroked her hot, wet tongue inside, hissing. "Don't be sorry, boy, you're giving your old auntie a great deal of pleasure," she snarled into his ear. "Go with it...go with it..." He couldn't do otherwise. He felt the quivering muscles of his aunt's huge thighs on his cock, milking him inside them, clutching the head of his cock and then inch by inch, sucking it into the depths of those amazing, fleshy, greasy thighs. He was fully engulfed in them, feeling his aunt's searing, wet hot thighs scissoring his cock, thighs so large and voluminous, his dick couldn't even poke out the backs of them. She stopped dancing now and stood, crossing one foot behind the other, putting incredibly sexy pressure on the cock scissored in those thighs. "Mmmm, baby, that's nice, so nice," she cooed, licking his neck, tasting his salty sweat. "The top of your dick is RIGHT on my old pussy..." She now slowly quivered those gripping thighs, the slick insides hot on Bart's cock. He groaned involuntarily, feeling the velvet moist heat of her shaking thighs on every inch of his trapped dick. "Aunt Lana...please...please don't...please..." he begged, feeling her inch closer still. "Don't do what?" she laughed gutturally into his ear, again biting the lobe and then licking it. "Don't dance with my nephew? That's all we're doing, dear boy, just having a naughty...little...dance..." With all his might he pulled free of her, the momentum carrying him back where he tripped and landed on his bed, legs apart, his slick cock bobbing up freely. Lana cocked her head at him, hands on her hips. "Oh no you don't," she snarled, leaping on him. "I'm not done dancing yet!" She landed flat atop him, instantly pinning him flat and capturing his cock again in her thick, oily dark thighs, clamping them shut and locking her feet together. She quickly scooted her big, strong arms around the back of his neck and pulled his moaning face into the sweaty wet mass of dark wrinkled flesh of her tits, most of which were spilling out of the tight confines of her suit. She laughed a deep, sexy laugh and hugged him close while she used her thighs on him. The top of his dick was pressed tight to the super-heated crotch of his aunt's suit and she now tensed and relaxed, tightened and released, those amazing, scissoring thighs, the flesh slick and greasy, fucking him with those educated, meaty limbs while she took his face into her tits. She punched down with her ass, gripping it tightly and released the muscular hold, up and down, again and again, until her thighs were a quaking blur of sexy old woman flesh, the tops of her thighs slapping painfully at the boy's bloated balls. "Almost there baby, almost there," she grunted, scraping her hot cunt over the top of the boy's scissored cock. "Almost...there..." Bart struggled to breathe in the sweaty clamp of his aunt's heaving tits, his face locked between them, opening his mouth for air and having it filled with the salty wrinkled flesh. His hands flailed madly to the sides, then tried to pull his aunt's torso from his face to free himself from her boob prison. He could not and found himself dizzy from the lack of air, his hands resting on her back. "Grab my ass, boy, grab it!" he heard her say, cinching the headlock on tighter, pulling his face painfully hard into the breastbone between those demanding tits, bending his nose to near breaking. He obeyed, groaning, feeling the sweaty white meat of his aunt's madly flexing ass in his trembling fingers, marveling at the softness of them. He gave up any chance of the fight, feeling himself succumb to her, those thighs pounding up and down, slick with sweat and sun-tan oil. Though he'd never been in a pussy, he couldn't imagine one tighter than the grip of his horny old aunt's pulsating thighs. "UNGH!! UNGH!! UNGH!!" she grunted as she came, each cry punctuated by a grinding squeeze of her thighs on Bart's cock. He fought the urge to cum but she was too strong, too determined, and as the tops of her meaty thighs pummeled his nuts as she slammed up and down, he felt his balls ripple and the warmth of impending orgasm flood his body. His cum wanted to rip out in giant arcs but instead, as his cock lay imprisoned in the flexing heat of Lana's quivering thighs, blasted inside them. He felt the wet warmth of his sperm spread inside those meaty, humping thighs and he clutched her flailing ass that much harder as he came. "UNGH!! UNGH!! UNGH!!" he heard himself scream in muffled grunts as his face remained prisoner of his aunt's tits, all of which spilled out of her suit now and wrapped in a meaty tomb around his cheeks. She quieted her insistent thrusting, thighs coming to a halt, applying short, post-orgasmic jolts of squeezing to his trapped dick. As sensitivity overcame him, he twitched and trembled in her arms, as she continue to slide her super-slick thighs up and down on his dick, rubbing the tender back of the tip, torturing him with her tickling, scissoring thighs. She finally sighed and pulled herself up, on her hands, her massive tits flopping into Bart's panting face, the boy's eyes wide open and staring, first at the thick brown nipples Lana playfully scraped over his lips, and then up at her laughing face. "Thanks for the dance, kiddo," she giggled, slipping off him, his wet cock still hard and slapping at his belly. "Can't wait to tell my big sister." "WHAT! NO!" he screamed sitting up as Lana stood, parting her legs slightly to marvel at the tremendous load of boy cum smeared on her thighs, a spider's web of goo bridged between each one. "Oh, we share everything, my sister and I," she said. "Especially when I go back down there with your sperm all over my thighs!" She laughed and pointed to the cooling cum strung between her massive thighs. "I'll get a towel," Bart said weakly, attempting to stand. "Oh no you won't," she growled darkly. Bart had tasted his own cum involuntarily on many occasions, all of them as he lay in bed, jerking off, shooting youthful blasts of cum up his slim torso, some of the first, stronger ones hitting him in the face. Those first few weren't so bad as he remained in the throes of orgasm, but as it ended, the last thing he wanted was to be eating his own spunk, so he'd quickly finish and wipe himself clean. He had no chance now. Lana had flattened him to his bed again and jumped on his face, pinning it in those lusty, thick thighs, rubbing them up and down his lips and mouth, grunting and laughing as she scraped his load into his unwilling, sputtering mouth. "Lick it up, boy, lick it allllll up," she snarled, pinching her thighs together and feeling Bart's desperate tongue snake out and over her cream-coated legs. He again found himself fighting for air, and the urge to throw up, as he felt the clumps of cum slither off his aunt's punishing thighs and down his throat. She rode his face hard for a few minutes and to his horror, used it to grind out a quick orgasm, hunching her sweaty crotch into his nose, imparting her musky pussy smell into him. She finally clambered off and Bart sat up sputtering, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, as Lana laughed. "Well now, maybe I won't tell your sweet little granny about this," she sighed, turning to walk away, that incredible ass jiggling as she moved. "Or maybe I will..." "No..please, Aunt Lana...," he heard himself begging, unable to stop staring at that ass as it quivered out of sight. He sat for what seemed the longest time, staring into space, trying to make sense of what just happened. His aunt, a woman that since puberty he'd found to me amazingly sexy, had dominated him, taken him by force, forcing him to cum against his will. Or was it, he thought. Nothing in his life so far compared to this sexual thrill she'd given him. He wondered if he were still a virgin. Technically, he hadn't penetrated her, she'd just used her incredible thighs on him. Crazy thoughts continued to race through his mind until he heard the shriek. "WHAT?" he heard his grandmother roar from the deck outside. He raced to the bathroom window. Lana, with a smirk on her face, shrugged and pointed upstairs. Her ass was still exposed in her skimpy suit, glistening white. She pointed to her thighs, using a finger to scoop some remaining cum onto it, holding it up for Trish to see. The older woman's look was one of astonishment as she shook her head and that great curly mane of blonde-gray hair. He ran back to his room, throwing himself on the bed atop his carefully laid-out clothes and waited. Moments later, he heard determined footfalls on the stairs and looked up. Granny Trish stood, in her modest two-piece bright yellow bathing suit, her ample tits tanned and thick with meaty wrinkled flesh, her belly a tiny puff, her long legs dark from the sun, freckled, wrinkled and saggy on the insides of her thighs, her calves amazingly tight and well muscled. "Well now young man," she said calmly but slightly trembling with anger as she stood, hands on slender hips. "Care to tell me what just happened with your AUNT? My SISTER?" He blurted out, as best he could, what had happened, that she came on to him, forcing herself on him, making him dance and somehow turned it into a sexual interlude and realized none of it was making sense, especially as his granny stood with that "how-could-you?" look on her wrinkled, unsmiling face. "And you expect me to believe that? That my sister, who is what, 47 years older than you, forced herself on you? And you, a young man of 18, couldn't fight her off? You expect me to believe this nonsense?" Bart's head hung low. Down below, he noticed the tip of his cock peeking out from his shorts and quickly stuffed it back in. "And look at you, you're STILL aroused by all this? Really, young man, you disappoint me so much. Is that it? Are you still aroused? Are you aroused now looking at ME, your grandmother? Is that it?" He looked up at her shaking his head vigorously from side to side, trying to convince her it wasn't true. But as she walked toward him, those big tits jiggling in her small top, those thighs fleshy and saggy and incredibly sexy as they quivered, his cock stiffened anew, the head poking out of the hole in his boxers again. "Oh my GOD!" she barked at him, suddenly pushing his shoulders with both hands, leaning over to do it and affording him a quick view down her wrinkled cleavage to the white, untanned flesh below, a creamy expanse of white, crisscrossed by delicate blue veins just under the surface. "Look at you!" His cock was fully exposed, stiff and hard, completely out of his shorts. He looked at it, then at her, then at it again, then anywhere but either. "Grandma, please, I can...it's just that...I mean..." "Stand up young man," she snapped sharply. "What?" he asked astonished. "I said stand up!" she repeated, coming closer. He obeyed, struggling to his feet before his sexy grandmother, the only thing between them his stiff cock. He reached for it to put it away when she savagely slapped his hands away. "You leave THAT alone!" she growled. "Now then..." His eyes met hers as she shuffled closer, putting her arms around his shoulders, pulling him tight - and slipping his cock between her thighs, which were decidedly less fleshy and smaller than his aunts, but equally slick with sweat and oil and gripped him with incredible sexy pressure. She looked into his eyes, a look of anger still on her face. "Now then, is this what you did?" she said, locking her feet together and quivering his sinewy, saggy thighs on his dick. "You forced your...your penis between your poor aunt's thighs like this?" "No...no, she did...I mean, she took it...it was just there...I mean I couldn't..." "Oh, you couldn't help yourself, is that it?" Trish snarled, shaking her gnarly old thighs a bit harder on his scissored cock. "You expect me to believe you couldn't help it, you couldn't help but...hump the thighs of an old lady like my sister? Is that right?" "Yes...yes, Grandma...oh God...please don't...please Grandma..." Bart babbled. Trish walked them backwards, towards the wall and reaching it, pinned her grandson to it, still scissoring his dick in her saggy but taut thighs, working them back and forth. Her hands held his and twisted them up behind his back, then encircled his wrists with one, holding him there. With the other, she reached up between them and slowly pulled her meaty white tits from her suit top, Bart's eyes looking down in amazement. Dancing With Aunt Lana Ch.01 "And then you put your face in her breasts, is that right?" she hissed, cupping his head in her hand and pulling it between the sweaty orbs of white meat. "No...she did...oh my God...she put me...she did..." he groaned. He found himself licking the salty flesh that filled his mouth when he opened it, tasting it madly, wantonly, twisting his head from side to side seeking out more wet meat. She growled and lifted one tit into her hand, squeezing it toward the tip, engorging the fat brown nipple there even more. "Is THIS what you want? Is THIS what you did with my sister, your aunt? You sucked her breast, like this?" She jammed it into his frantic mouth and he went wild on it, sucking and smacking the flesh, feeling the nub on his tongue as he suckled her saggy old tit. "Oh, you bad, bad boy," she snapped, tilting her head back to give him room to work her breast. "Bad, bad boy..." They remained there for a long moment, the sounds of wetness in the air, from her slick thighs pumping back and forth on his cock and the sucking sound of mouth on teat. Suddenly, Trish reached behind her, between her saggy old butt cheeks, and pulled aside the bright yellow fabric of her suit bottom. Instantly, Bart felt the scrape of her granny pubic hair on top of his shaft as she ground her thighs on him, feeling him against her, rubbing her clit. "Is this what she did, my sister, your aunt? Did she push her sex against your filthy young penis like this, boy? Did she?" Bart couldn't speak, his mouth full of tit, madly sucking that nipple and as his grandmother pulled it from his pursed lips, replaced it with the other. As she continued to pin the boy against the wall, she pulled back her thighs ever so slightly and let the tip of his dripping cock slip between her furry, moist pussy lips and then pressed down, feeling it slip inside her. "Did my sister do THIS?" she hissed, grabbing his hair in her free hand, the other still holding his arms behind him, pulling his face to her neck as she lifted her head and forced his licking mouth to the thick, salty folds of flesh there. "Did she make you suck her throat like this???" "Oh...God..." Bart groaned, tonguing madly the sweet meat of his old grandmother's hanging neck flesh, filling his mouth with it as he felt her go up on tip toes. "Did you force yourself inside her like this?" she grunted, letting herself down slowly, taking the first few inches of her grandson's hard cock into the silky velvet of her hairy pussy. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh shit...oh, God, oh God," Bart heard himself babbling as he felt his dick sink into the first pussy of his life. "I can't believe you did this to my sister, young man, your AUNT!" she hissed now, grinding her throat wattle into his sucking mouth and then directing his face back down to attach his lips to her sweat-soaked tits. "You...you FUCKED my sister???" "No...no Grandma..no...I...she...her thighs...she just used...oh, shit, please Grandma, no, no, no..." he stammered into the tit prison he was locked into. "But then this is worse!" she growled into his ear, letting herself settle further onto his cock, taking it halfway inside her pussy and now standing on flat feet, pulsating it on him, feeling it swell and thicken inside her, stretching her walls, the muscles there tightening on it. "Now you...you're fucking your own grandmother! You disgusting, disgusting young boy!" He felt it coming, that pervasive heat throughout his body, starting in his loins. She felt it, too, the thickening of his cock in her. She let go his hair, freeing his head to move madly about her tits, sucking and licking, and snaked her hand down between their tightly locked bodies, her old bony fingers encircling the base of his cock, squeezing it. "Unghhhhhh..." he moaned, feeling her grip tighten. "Don't you dare, boy..." she hissed into his ear. "Don't you dare...ejaculate...in...your...grandmother's...pussy..." The words burned into him, teasing him, daring him. He tried to hold off. Then he felt those bony fingers scrape down, under, those red-painted fingernails dancing across the surface of his bloated balls. She drew the tips of them from the base of them, squeezing, tickling, until the mass of hot fleshy meat filled her hand. She kneaded them to the point of pain and felt them knot to her touch. "Don't you dare...," she snarled, lifting on her toes and settling down, over and over, scorching his cock with her pussy's embrace. She had just the tip now firmly inside her, and used her muscles there to clamp and release around the head, the super-heated flesh of her pussy on the super-sensitive back of the head, milking him as she squeezed his nuts harder still. He moaned into her meaty white tits, grunting, trying to hold off. "Don't you dare...almost there...don't...don't you dare...cummmmmmmmm in me..." she hissed, releasing her hand from his wrists behind his back and draping it down to cup his ass under his shorts, then darting her middle finger into his asshole, slipping it inside as far as she could reach. "Don't...not yet..." Bart's mind was a blur now, feeling his cockhead devoured by his grandmother's madly pulsating pussy, her hand mauling and massaging his tender balls and the middle finger of her other hand deep inside his virginal ass, tickling, seeking and finding the prostate and rubbing it hard and determined. "NOOOOOOOO!!" he screamed into her suffocating tit meat. "UNGH!! UNGH!! UNGH!!" He thought he'd cum just moments earlier in his aunt's clutching wet thighs as hard as he'd ever cum in his young life. But as his beloved old granny took his cock into her insanely tight, hot cunt, squeezed his balls and fucked his ass, he felt himself shredding from the inside out. His entire body came, not just those balls in her tight grip, which sent scorching jets of cum inside her quivering quim. He shook from head to toe as he felt himself go weak in the knees, trying to slump to the floor and being held up by his grandmother's hands and pussy as she drained every sticky ounce of cum from the balls in her tight fingers. "NOOOO!!" she screamed into his ear, biting it painfully, clamping down on his nuts and dick with hand and pussy, making him scream in return. "You didn't! You did NOT cum inside me!!" She lowered herself, backing away and they both heard the obscene moist sucking sound of her departure from his wilting cock. She backed away and looked down, holding her furry wet pussy lips apart, a thick plug of cum visible in the freshly fucked entrance. A moist stream of his cum dribbled out, a small river of it extending in a gooey strand down the inside of her slender, saggy thighs. She backed up until she leaned against a low chest of drawers there, settling her wrinkled old butt back against it, holding those thighs open, fingers opening her slit. She looked down and then slowly, with danger in her big brown eyes, back up at Bart who stood trembling against the wall. "Look what you've done, you dirty boy," she snarled. "I told you not to ejaculate inside me and you just couldn't stop, could you?" He blinked, looking at the smear of cum on those wrinkled old thighs and up into the white quarter-sized gob gathering at her hole beyond the matted gray fur. She held the lips open and with one hand, curled a finger at him. "Come see this, just get down here and see this!!" she yelled. "See what you've done to me!" Without thinking, he obeyed, shuffling toward his grandmother's slightly splayed legs, kneeling, his face inches from her dripping sex. He smelled the musk, the sweat, the sun-tan oil. And his cum, that bleach-scented familiarity filling his senses. "Lick me," she said with a firm, sudden, dominant calm. "Here." She held her lips apart and with the finger she'd used to beckon him, pointed at her pearly pink clit that poked out from between her hairy pussy halves. He looked up at her, eyes wide and unsure. "Do it," she said with force. "Lick me there. You owe me, you disgusting young boy..." He leaned in, hands lifting up to rest on her outer thighs, feeling the saggy flesh in his fingers. His tongue extended to her nub, dancing up and down. She moaned. "Slowly, slowly, up...down...up...down..." she directed, looking down over her tits spilling out of her suit top, creasing her already wrinkled neck into a deep fold of tanned flesh that Bart looked up at as he licked her. "Faster...now, faster...that's it...that's it..." His tongue flicked up and down, quickly, feeling the nub hot on his tongue, darting faster and faster. Her hands let go of her pussy and now cupped the back of his head, pulling his face to her. His hands swept behind her as she leaned off the chest of drawers, cupped around the clenching and relaxing flesh, feeling the saggy heat of her meaty buns as she fucked his face harder and harder. She thrust into him, pulled back, and thrust forward again, ramming her clit between his lips where he dribbled it with his tongue. "UNGH!! UNGH!! UNGH!!" she screamed, humping his mouth. Her urgent thrusting forced Bart backwards, painfully. His back was bent nearly parallel to the floor, his squatting legs on it, and his grandmother now perched over his face, taking it with renewed fury. She rode it hard, bent over it, hand on his head ramming it up inside her, clamping her amazingly strong thighs around his neck and ears to hold him in place and retain her balance. She grunted madly and pumped her sex on his face, no longer benefitting from the sucking of her clit but brutally grinding her gushing cunt on his face, a thick torrent of his cum streaming out and directly into his mouth. He gulped desperately, the nasty taste and smell of his cum and hers not bothering him now, instead focusing on surviving. He could barely breathe, his face completely locked inside the wet cummy mulch of her hunching pussy as she ground it into him. Her tight sinewy thighs were locked so tightly around his neck, the scissoring muscles cut off the blood flow to his brain and he felt himself go dizzy, his extremities tingling. "UNGH!! UNGHH!! UNGH!!" his grandmother continued to grunt, thrusting her sex into his mouth, riding him to completion. She finally unhinged her punishing old thighs from his head and neck, releasing their grip and letting Bart fall, exhausted and cum-soaked, to his back, where he lay panting desperately. He looked up to his grandmother standing astride his face, over him, twin rivers of cum, mostly his but some hers, dribbling down those now loose and fleshy thighs, over the swell of her freckled, tanned calves. "Clean that up," she said calmly, standing up straight to stuff her tits back into her suit and arrange the bottom over her soaked pussy. Bart moaned and obeyed, kneeling at her feet and licking slowly up the shins to her muscular old calves, licking up their fluids. He moved up to the insides of her quivering thighs, the meat slack and giving, bending under the probing tongue that cleaned her. She looked down at him, a dark smile on her puckered lips, arms folded across her chest. "You are such a bad, bad boy, Bart," she sighed. "Isn't he though?" They both turned to see Lana standing in the doorway, a bright smile on her pretty old face. Bart didn't see his grandmother wink at her. "So one old lady wasn't enough?" Lana said, sashaying into the room to stand beside her sister, both looking down at the boy with cum smearing his lips and cheeks. "Apparently not," Trish sighed. "What are we going to do with him, sis?" Lana smiled. "Well, he is going out tonight, probably looking for more action with girls his own age," she said. "But we can't let him go out like that!" She looked down at Bart's crotch, both women did and sure enough when he looked down, following their gaze, he saw his cock betraying him yet again, sticking out hard and wet and red from overuse from the hole in his boxers. "No...Aunt Lana...Grandma...it's not...it's just..." he moaned, trying to will his stiff dick down. "Only one thing we can do with this boy," Lana sighed. "Yup," Trish continued. "Gonna have to drain him dry before he goes out and attacks other women!" They lifted the stunned boy to his feet and led him to the bed, his desperate gaze darting side to side at each of them. They laid him on his back, taking their place on either side as they slipped out of their suits, their amazing old bodies nude and sweaty. "Oh, God," Bart moaned, closing his eyes and feeling them on him... Dancing With Aunt Lana Ch.02 NOTE: The following story is a very nasty, explicit one of incest and features sexual situations involving elderly sisters and a young man, including forced cum eating and domination. If this appeals to you, read on, vote and comment. If not, there are many other stories out there. Thanks. ***** An hour ago, Bart was a virgin. An hour later, he'd become ensconced in a world of sexual adventure unlike anything he could have ever imagined. With his grandmother and aunt. And it wasn't his idea. Bart, 18 and a college boy, was staying over at Granny Trish's house not far from his campus, which he'd often do when dorm life got too raucous for the shy young man. She was a kindly woman, gorgeous for 70, with curly blondish-gray hair and a magnificent figure for a gal her age. Staying over at the same time was Trish's sister, Lana, 65, who looked and acted markedly different from her older sister. Lana was brash and bold and beautiful, a thickly built woman with dark hair and a penchant for drinking far too much and acting on impulse. That wasn't Bart's style. He was careful, methodical, practical, planning things out and not letting his emotions get the better of him. This day, for example, he was going to a college dance, and was alone in his room pressing his clothes. But he was sexually as curious normal as any young man, and earlier had been watching his granny and aunt from his room as they lounged by the pool, smitten by the sight of the older women looking stunningly beautiful in their snug swimsuits. He was ashamed as his cock stiffened while he watched, shooing the prurient thoughts away, returning to his ironing task in his boxer shorts. He'd just willed his burgeoning boner down when Lana came upstairs with the slurring intention of teaching him to dance, growling "C'mon, kid, I'll show ya a thing or two..." He tried to stop her advances, but she was too drunk, too willing and too horny to be dissuaded. She'd forced herself to him, holding him close and tight, and being a normal healthy young man, he responded, involuntarily much to his chagrin. His cock hardened as she held him, and though he fought it, his prick escaped his boxers to lance into Lana's suntan-oiled thighs as they danced, milking him much against his will. But it was a battle he couldn't win. She was too strong, her thighs too slick and silky and proficient. "Mmmm, baby, that's nice, so nice," she cooed as they dirty danced, licking his neck. "The top of your dick is RIGHT on my old pussy..." She quivered those gripping thighs, the slick insides milking Bart's cock. And like that, she made him cum in her clenching gams, then forced him to his bed and flattened herself atop him, those thighs working him. She ground out her own orgasm in the process as he flooded her meaty limbs with his sperm. Then even more to his shock and disgust, she sat on his face and made him lick up the mess he made, smothering him, using his face for her pleasure and threatening to tell her older sister if he did not. He obeyed her - and Lana told on him anyway. Moments later, his seemingly outraged grandmother stormed into his room, and replicated the dirty dance of her kid sister, pressing the stunned young man into a wall and taking his still stiff cock in her own thighs, slender and fleshy and much smaller than Lana's. And in that position, his face pressed into her saggy old tits, she fucked him, standing, sheathing his cock to her hairy pussy and demanding that he not cum. Which he could not stop, paying the price moments later when she straddled his face as he knelt before her, crushing his head in her wrinkled, powerful thighs, forcing his messy creampie down his throat. As if that weren't bad enough, there he was on his hands and knees, lapping up the residue of his load that had leached out of his granny's hirsute pussy and streaked her calves and thighs, when Lana walked back into the room. "So, one old lady wasn't enough?" she growled, waltzing in to stand beside her sister, both looking down at the boy with cum smearing his lips and cheeks. "Apparently not," Trish sighed. "What are we gonna do with him, sis?" Lana smiled. "Well, he is going out tonight, probably looking for more action with girls his own age," she shrugged. "But we can't let him go out like that!" Both women looked down at the embarrassed boy's crotch where to his chagrin his cock was betraying him again, sticking straight out of his boxer shorts, despite having had two massive loads pumped from it moments earlier. He looked up, frightened. "Please...Aunt Lana...Granny Trish...I'm sorry...I just..." he babbled. "Aunt Lana was...she...oh my God, please, please!!" "Oh, you just what, you just couldn't resist two old ladies, your aunt and your grandmother no less, you couldn't fight us off!" Lana laughed, reaching down to pinch his chin in her strong hand and twist his head back and forth. She stood, looking at her sister. "Only one thing we can do, sis," Lana said. "Yup," Trish sighed. "Gonna have to drain him dry before he goes out and attacks other women!" "It's the only way," Lana added. "Milk him good!" "No...no, please...Granny...Auntie...no...," he whimpered, trying to back away. They grabbed him, dragging him to the bed and tossed him on it, his desperate gaze darting to each of them as they slipped out of their suits, big bushes dripping wet, eyes intently staring at him, sinister smiles on their pretty old faces, their bodies sweaty and slick. "Oh God," Bart moaned, closing his eyes and feeling them on him. "Oh, suck it up boy, it's not so bad," Lana snarled, twisting him up to lay vertical on the big bad, sitting at his feet and spreading her legs. "And speaking of sucking it up," Trish added, shuffling over Bart's face on her knees, slack thighs wiggling on either side of his head, his eyes staring into the yawning wet hairy chasm of her cunt. "Suck THIS up! I think you missed some of your filthy cum I ordered you not to put inside me!" She squatted down, smothering him in her furry, drenched pussy, lips spreading wide over his nose and mouth, sealing him into her moist sex. The stench and taste of cum and sweat overpowered him, and seconds later a new humiliation was added to the painful mix when Aunt Lana extended her thick legs between his and started squeezing his nuts between her feet, crushing and rubbing up and down with the papery pads of her wrinkled soles. "Do you believe this? Kid is hard as a rock, still!" she laughed, twisting her feet to each side, making him scream into his grandmother's suffocating snatch, his hands desperately tugging at her thick, dimpled ass for a breath, his nose lost in the wet clamp of her asshole. "Mmmm, your nose feels so nice up my bum, you dirty boy, you dirty, dirty boy!" Trish roared, hunching her hips back and forth, scraping her dripping cunt all over his nose and mouth. "Eat it, baby, eat your granny's nasty pussy!" He had no choice, lancing his tongue through the matted, wet fur and spearing her hole, scooping out any of his cum he'd missed, along with the endless oozing of her own orgasmic gel as she came with a deep growl on his face. Her gyrations intensified, hips snapping, snatch grinding until he feared she'd shear his nose off inside her clenching ass ring and erase his face with her pounding pussy. "Goddam, you're ridin' him good, sis, you GO, girl!" Lana howled, now cupping her soles around his cock and stroking him, using his oozing precum for lubricant. "Damn, look at that thing, it won't go down!" "Maybe this will help," Trish growled. She leaned over Bart in a 69 position, reaching back and pulling his hair, ramming his face into her dimpled white ass, cinching her wrinkled but hard old thighs around his neck and bending her locked calves up against the back of his head. His face was firmly imprisoned in her ass and pussy, his mouth at her slick snatch. "Ever been blown before, Bart, hmmm?" Trish growled, madly stroking his cock, lapping the oozing tip with her velvety tongue. He had not. Which made the shame all the greater in that his very first blowjob was about to come courtesy of his horny old grandmother. He gasped into his pussy prison the second her scorching, puckered mouth sealed around his cock tip, inching its way down with exquisite slowness, her tongue slurping around every inch. He had no basis for judgment as to what constituted a good blowjob but as his grandmother now devoured his dick, the tip of it tickling the back of her throat, the muscles in her neck working the shaft, he knew he'd be hard pressed to ever find a better one. "Goddam, you haven't lost your touch sis!" Lana laughed, releasing Bart's agonized balls from her clenching feet to slither up between his legs for a closer view. "You still got it!" "Mmmmmm," Trish happily hummed as worked her wrinkled mouth up and down Bart's cock, sucking and stroking it faster, harder and wetter, her spit running down to soak the boy's quaking nuts. "God, they're huge," Lana growled, snuggling her face between Bart's thighs to lap at his bloated, smooth balls. "Tasty, too..." Bart was lost in a fog, his face buried in his grandmother's soaking-wet pussy, his nose in her gripping asshole, his eyes pressed into the warm meaty wrinkles of her butt. He could only paw at the flesh embracing his entire head, as she continued her blistering blowjob and his Aunt Lana sucked both nuts into her hot mouth, her tongue washing over them. "Oh...oh God...please...Granny Trish...Aunt..Lana...oh, oh, OHHHHH!" he screamed, a muffled moan muted in his grandmother's pounding pussy. He came with a force unlike any he'd experienced before, greater than even the milking of his aunt's slippery thighs or grandmother's gripping pussy earlier, his nuts throbbing inside Lana's munching mouth. He screamed into the meaty flesh of his granny's ass, unleashing thick blasts of cum directly down her throat, her hand madly stroking out every creamy drop. She finished him slowly, deliberately, jerking him, slurping off the wet tip and letting his cock flop back against his belly. Lana popped his spent balls out of her sucking mouth and brought her face to her older sister's. "C'mere, baby, share the wealth," he heard Lana hiss, followed by the sound, obscene and loud, of cum being shot into each other's mouths. As they kissed, Granny Trish unlocked her gripping thighs and sat up on Bart's chest, Lana on his legs, the two sisters wrapped in each other's arms, hugging, mouths locked, a thick blanket of cum sloppily smearing their faces. They fell to the side in the embrace, laughing, kissing, sharing, as Bart lay in stunned silence watching them. "Goddamn, so much cum," Lana cooed, holding Trish's face in her hands and lapping the cream bubbling around the corners of her mouth and over her cheeks smeared with Bart's goo. "We got our work cut out milking him more!" "Lay down, baby, you're due," Trish giggled, pushing her kid sister to her back, Lana's huge meaty thighs spreading wide, that giant dark wet bush exploding into view. "Get down on that, young man!" Bart was frozen in fear, unable to move, so Trish impatiently grabbed his hair and twisted his face to his aunt's waiting snatch. She growled with pleasure the instant his mouth mashed to her furry cunt, slamming those chunky thighs around his ears, cupping his head in her hands and pulling him in so tightly he saw stars swimming before his eyes. "Eat me, baby, eat your auntie's pussy, that's right...that's right..work that tongue in there, deeeeeeper, baby, deeeeper!" she howled, pushing her thick ass up off the bed to pound her pussy into his trapped mouth. His own ass was upturned, facing Trish as he lay flat on the bed, trapped in Lana's legs as she pumped into his mouth, using his face. Trish lay on his legs, kneading his tight young white ass in her strong hands, pulling the flesh open and licking up his crack. He shuddered at the intrusion of her tongue as it speared his virginal hole. "Auummmmmmm, nice, nice," Trish cooed, tongue fucking him rapidly, her mouth mashed inside his crack, fluttering it in and out. "I'll bet you never been rimmed before, either, right?" He couldn't answer as his mouth was too busy frantically working his aunt's gushing cunt. Lana looked over his back to her big sister's mouth glued inside her nephew's ass and laughed. "You are SO bad, baby!" Lana roared. "Get in there good sis, eat that boy's ass!" Trish laughed and continued to rim her grandson, looking up over his ass at Lana, who was now thrashing on the bed, hands gripping the sheets as she thundered out a powerful orgasm, her big thighs gripping her nephew's scissored head so hard they quivered and shook around his skull in a meaty, gripping wave. Bart was nearly out cold by the time she quieted down and let her crushing thighs relax loosely around his face, and he gasped for the air long denied him. "C'mon, boy, you got one more in ya at least," he heard Trish say from his ass, and then felt something beside her tongue push into it. "Granny Trish!" he screamed as his grandmother not-too-delicately wormed her long middle finger into his virginal asshole, going knuckle deep in one shove. "OWWWWW!!" "Shut up and take it, boy, take it," Trish snarled, knifing that finger more rapidly into Bart's ass, twisting and wiggling it, loosening him up. "Just be thankful I don't use one of my dildos on you!" "Wow, that's so hot, sis, so fucking hot," Lana growled, releasing Bart's head to sit up on the back of it, pressing his screaming face into the mattress, smothering him. "Gonna make him cum again, aren't ya?" "That's the plan," Trish said, earnestly focusing on finger fucking her grandson's tight young ass, the freckled skin of her tight forearm dancing with sinew as she worked him. "Be a shame to waste the load on the sheets, thought," Lana smiled. Trish laughed and while keeping her finger deep inside the boy's ass, lifted his hips off the bed, letting her kid sister slip beneath him. She used her other hand to grab his stiff cock and fit it to Lana's insatiable pussy, pushing it inside and laying the trembling boy flat atop her, balls deep in his aunt's cunt. She snapped her legs up around his back, locking her ankles and pressing her feet to his spine, holding him snugly inside her. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pulled his moaning face to the sweaty depths of her massive cleavage, his mouth lost in the meaty tits, barely able to breathe. "Hit that trigger, baby," Lana growled, cinching her arms and legs tighter around her nephew, completely immobilizing him. "Make him cum again!" Trish laughed and slipped another finger in next to the other and wriggled the tips of them side to side, tickling Bart's prostate and unleashing his fourth massive orgasm of the afternoon. Lana shrieked with pleasure as she felt the bolts of his young cum spiral into her womb, filling her up, the heat and volume of it triggering her own orgasm. Her juices flowed out of her cunt, mixing with his, sheathing down his nuts as Trish slowly pulled her fingers from his tight asshole. "Holy shit, this boy can shoot!" Lana laughed, unlocking her arms and legs from her nephew and pushing him off, legs wide, pussy open and running with white. He flipped to his back, his young cock hard if slightly flagging. "No more...please..no more..." he begged, practically in tears, his cock aching and raw. "I need some of that cock," Trish growled, climbing atop him and quickly inserting the spongy head to her butt, reaching to her sister's pussy to scoop out some cum and slather his cock and her asshole with it. "In ya go!" "OH MY GOD GRANNY TRISH!!" Bart screamed, his cock trapped inside his granny's clutching asshole as she pounded down, taking him deep in one stroke, his dick sensitive from the orgasm seconds ago. "PLEASE...PLEASE!!" "Shut him up, sis," Trish snarled, pointing to his face as she sat up on his dick, swiveling her hips and grinding him deep inside her bowels. "You made this mess, boy," Lana barked, leaping up and coming down atop the boy's protesting face, legs splayed wide, gushing pussy on his mouth. "NOW CLEAN IT UP!" "Oh God, no, MMGLFFF!!" he screamed, his mouth instantly filled with a thick river of cum. He had no choice but to gobble it down, his mouth trapped in his aunt's sloppy pussy, his nose and eyes lost in the sweaty crack of her ass, the butt flesh folding around him. He swallowed and sucked and fought to breathe as she ground painfully down, spreading her big thighs wider, forcing her soaked cunt even wider and deeper into his gulping mouth. "Oh, God,that's so hot, baby, so hot!" Trish hissed, wrapping her arms around her kid sister's shoulders and drawing her face to hers, locking lips and kissing her, tongues lashing wetly as they continued their incestuous domination of the boy trapped beneath them. "Drown that son of a bitch in his own cum!" Bart was exhausted and spent, or so he thought, but as he continued to lap at Lana's tireless pussy, he felt his aching balls throb. He wasn't moving, Trish was doing all the work, thrusting up and down, back and forth, twisting her hips and pumping her gripping asshole onto her grandson's cock. He pawed at his aunt's thick rump as it smothered him, and felt his orgasm building, and moments later, he exploded, another load streaming out of him, blasting into the clutching rectal walls of his horny grandmother. "FUCK YES!" Trish howled, hugging her sister's head to her bosom as Lana laughed and suckled on her swinging, saggy old tits. She slowed her fucking and then pushed Lana off Bart's face, inching up his chest toward his protesting face. "No, please Granny Trish, not that, PLEASE!" His words were muffled as she launched herself from his belly to his face, plastering it in her ass, spreading her cheeks and positioning her dripping hole on his sputtering mouth. He felt the flow of his cum, hot and nasty, ripple into his mouth, forced to swallow to keep from drowning and regretting the volume of his orgasm. "Just when I think you're as nasty as you can be, you surprise me, sis!" Lana laughed, laying between Bart's legs now and fisting his softening cock, slick with cum, jerking it into her mouth. "God, look at that ass, so fucking beautiful!" She sucked Bart's cock, the boy squirming as she lapped at the super sensitive tip, tongue washing over it, tickling, nibbling, making him scream inside the soppy wet confines of his grandmother's ass. He gulped down the spew she was forcing down his throat, ignoring the taste and texture as her asshole opened wider, sealing over his mouth. "Is he getting hard for ya, sis?" Trish grunted as she contracted her butt on his mouth, forcing out the rest of his load to be gobbled down. "No, not yet, the fucker," Lana hissed, slurping the softening meat into her mouth and squeezing his balls until he screamed in pain up his granny's hunching butt. "I need some help here." Trish finally dismounted her gasping grandson and walked to her dresser, opening a drawer and coming out with a vibrator. Bart's eyes darted from his aunt sucking his flaccid dick to his grandmother coming back to bed, snapping on the vibe and smiling at him. "This should do the trick," she laughed. "C'mon, Bart, we know you got one more in ya!" "Which would make what, six?" Lana laughed, popping the wet dick from her sucking mouth and slapping it against her cheeks. "Not bad, kid, not bad..." "Oh my God," Bart warbled weakly, unable to move. Trish lay beside her sister now, holding the vibrator against Bart's cock, making him scream. She twisted her legs up by his head and plopped the long, wrinkled sole of one foot over his mouth. Dancing With Aunt Lana Ch.02 "Suck that foot, baby, suck it good," Trish cooed, rubbing the thick sole of it over his face, his tongue out and lapping at it, eager to please her and get them to stop the torture of his sensitive dick. "That's right, eat it all up, eat granny's nasty foot..." She twisted it, pointing her long, gnarly toes towards his mouth and jamming them inside. Bart's lips stretched at the corners as he took them in, tears streaming out of his eyes, his tongue washing over the sweaty, smelly digits, cleaning them. "Hey, make room!" Lana laughed, lifting one of her own thick legs, nudging her foot toward Trish's. Trish obliged, moving her foot a bit to let her big toe tug open one corner of Bart's mouth, allowing entry of Lana's, and now both sexy old sisters rammed as many of their nasty toes into his mouth as they could, Bart moaning in pain and humiliation as he was forced to suck and clean them. And much to his shock and the sisters' delight, his cock stiffened in their grip. Lana held the shaft in her hand as Trish held the madly humming vibrator against it, the tip at Bart's tip. The sisters used their free hands to each take a ball, squeezing it in their strong fingers, pulsating and tugging, coaxing whatever cum the boy had left in them out. As Bart screamed a scream muffled by his grandmother's and aunt's thrusting toes, he came in short, watery, pathetic spurts of cum that oozed out of his tenderized cock tip, pooling on his belly. And still they held him, dropping the vibrator to both attack the head of his cock, Lana holding it up for Trish who brutally circled the tip with the palm of her hand, running it around and around and making the boy squirm helplessly. "Ticklish little shit, isn't he?" Lana laughed, moving her thumb up to the underside of his cock, rubbing it furiously in little circles as Trish bent over to slurp up the cooling pool of cum on his belly and kiss her with it. Finally, they stopped, pulling their feet from his mouth, releasing his sore dick which went soft in their stroking hands. They got off the bed, kissing and standing, lapping up Bart's cream that hung in gooey strands from their lips. "Well now, I think he's ready to go to the dance and leave all those girls alone, don't you?" Trish laughed, standing next to Lana, cupping her kid sister's fleshy ass in her hand. "Yeah, I think so," Lana sighed. "Let's go have another drink, sis, let the boy get dressed." Moments later, Bart staggered down the stairs in his newly pressed clothes, looking exhausted. The sisters took his arms and escorted him to the door. "You be a good boy now, kiddo," Lana snarled, slapping his ass. "Behave yourself.." "And if you do or don't," Trish added, cupping his sore dick in his pants, "we'll be waiting for you either way! See ya after the dance, stud..." He groaned, walking down the stairs, hearing the sister's laughter behind him melt into kisses...