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Mountain Family Lust Ch. 01

By: bottomsatx



Author's note: With the exception of how freakin' hot my real aunt "Daisy" is, this is a work of complete fiction. Of course, the names and locations have been changed on the off chance that any family member of mine may read this. Some chapters also contains some bisexual/gay elements. If that bothers you, dear reader, then merrily skip on to the next story. I won't be offended, I promise.

*

Mom and Dad split up just after my 18th birthday, a couple of months before graduation. At the time, I didn't know what caused it. I know that Dad doted on her and loved her madly. 

They had some kind of argument. Well, I heard Dad's voice raised in anger and confusion and mom's soft reply, followed by Dad storming out of the house and driving off. Mom acted like nothing happened, but she'd been acting weird for years and it honestly didn't seem out of the ordinary for her to act out of the ordinary.

Dad picked me up from school the next day, which was also unusual. He parked in front of the house and we sat in the car and talked. He told me that Mom wanted a divorce and he didn't know why. He asked me if I'd seen any other men around, and I answered no. 

We talked for a bit, and he told me that he was going take an extended leave of absence from work and to go back to Pennsylvania, where grandma and all my aunts and uncles lived. He had quite a bit of money in savings, money that he'd invested from his part of the insurance policy when Grandpa died. He said he was going to take some time to clear his head and hoped that that she'd change her mind.

I got a few things for him in the house...some clothes, some pictures and memento's, and some of his belongings. I walked right past Mom in doing so, but she never batted an eye or asked me what I was doing. She acted like it was just any other day. I helped Dad pack his things in the car, then he drove off.

The weeks went by, and I graduated. My two younger sisters came to see me graduate, but not Mom or Dad. When I got home, I raged into the living room and angrily demanded to know why Mom didn't show up. She acted nonplussed, and said that it really wasn't important. Then, oblivious to my hurt and anger, she went right back to watching TV. I stormed off to my room.

That evening, the phone rang. It was my grandmother. She congratulated me on my graduation, then told me that Dad was really depressed and drinking heavily. She felt that perhaps my coming up to visit him would really help cheer him up. She even offered to pay the plane fare, and said I could stay with her and Dad. She said that my Aunt Daisy, Dad's youngest sister, was also there.

I really didn't want to go to Podunk, Pennsylvania. I lived in Oklahoma City, which wasn't perhaps the tip of the metropolitan spear but it was a booming metropolis compared to where Grandma lived. On top of that, Grandma lived in an ancient three bedroom house. Grandpa had always meant to add on to the house, but he was a coal miner and coal miners live short lives. The last time I visited, she'd turned the third bedroom into a sitting room, so between the four of us it would be a tight squeeze. Still, Dad needed me and Mom didn't seem to care if I was around or not.

I left the following weekend, and Aunt Daisy picked me up at the airport. Of all my relatives on Dad's side, I liked Daisy the most. Dad was the oldest of Grandma's kids, and Daisy was the youngest, only about 10 years older than me, so I could relate more to her than any of the others. Plus, she was seriously hot. While the rest of Dad's family is Pennsylvania Dutch -- big, thick, and strong -- I remembered Daisy as almost elfin. My imagination of her naked body fueled many masturbation sessions while I was going through puberty.

She was still as tiny, with high well-shaped breasts, slim waist, tight ass, and the cutest face I've ever seen on any woman. Even though she was my aunt, my dick stirred when she gave me a fierce hug at the airport. We talked and caught up with each other on the hour and a half drive to Grandma's house. I knew we were getting close when we started driving on one-lane roads in the mountains.

We pulled into Grandma's gravel driveway, and I could see Grandma sitting on the front porch waiting for us. All my bitching about going to backwoods Pennsylvania aside, I was excited to see her. She pulled me against her huge bosom and gave me a hug. Then she told me that Dad was inside, and warned me that he'd been drinking all day.

Dad was surprised to see me. Evidently, Grandma hadn't mentioned my visit to him, and a big grin crossed his face. He hugged me, slapped me on the back and told me to sit down. He was drunk, but not badly so, swaying a bit and slurring his words a tad. 

The first thing he asked was how Mom was doing. I told him that she was acting even weirder than before he left. He nodded, sipping from his glass. 

I told him I graduated high school, and his face lit up with a huge smile. Inwardly I was a bit perturbed that he'd forgotten, but I knew that the divorce and the booze were really screwing him up, so I didn't make a fuss about it. 

He asked about my sisters, and I told him that Peggy, my oldest sister, had failed English and had to take summer school between her junior and senior year. Julie, my youngest sister, was visiting Mom's parents in New Mexico for the summer. 

He leaned closer to me, and quietly asked if Mom had a boyfriend. I told him no, and he slapped his forehead with the palm of his hand. "I STILL don't understand why she wants a divorce," he mumbled.

Grandma was just coming into the house when Dad was offering me a drink. She frowned and said "Eugene!" Dad was "Gene" to everyone, except his mother when he was doing something she didn't like. 

"The boy is only 18, drinking age is 21 in this state and in this house," she glared at him. Dad gave her a sheepish grin, then wandered into the kitchen to refill his drink and get me a soda.

While he was in the kitchen, Grandma told me that Dad was sleeping on the couch and Daisy was in the second bedroom. She didn't want me sleeping on the floor, so she suggested that Dad and I take the bed and Daisy took the couch. I tried to think of a way to suggest that Daisy and I take the bed and Dad stayed on the couch, but that would never fly past Grandma. Still, it was nice to think about.

We all sat and talked for hours then Dad stumbled off to bed, seriously drunk. Grandma and I helped him undress down to his boxers and get him in bed. Grandma went to bed afterward, and Daisy and I stayed up for a while, still talking. God, that woman just oozed sexy, and the longer I stayed with her, the more horny I got.

Finally, Daisy yawned and said she needed some sleep. I reluctantly told her good night, sizing up the couch and thinking that with some overlap, it'd sleep two. Overlap with her was really on my mind.

I went into the bedroom, stripped down to my underwear, and climbed into bed. Dad laid on his side, facing away from me, snoring heavily. My dick was hard, and I debated if whether jerking off would wake Dad up or not. Deciding that it might despite the alcohol in him, I tried to will my dick back to softness. It refused, knowing that Daisy was just a few steps away.

I was laying on my side, facing away from Dad when he stirred. Heavily, he rolled over and threw his arm over me. It weighed a ton. Great, I thought, now I've got a hard-on and I'm being crushed by my dad. I tried to move his arm off of me, but every time I did, he would throw it back over me. After the third time, he snuggled up even closer to me and I could hear him mutter "...missed you, Cathy..."

Holy shit, I thought. Dad thought I was Mom! I whispered as loud as I could: "Dad! Dad! I'm not Mom!" 

He kept muttering in his sleep, oblivious to anything I said. He pulled himself tighter against me in his drunken sleep. I gave up trying to move his arm, thinking that if I didn't move he'd fall back into a deeper sleep and then I could wriggle out of the bed. Hell, the floor was looking pretty good about then. That's when I felt his cock press into my ass.

"Hey!" I almost yelled. "Dad, wake up!" 

His arm went from over me to around me, and he ground his cock against me. "....sweetest pussy on earth...", he mumbled.

He was pumping his hips against my ass, his cock rubbing up and down between my asscheeks. I jerked, trying to shake him awake. All that managed to do was allow his hard cock to slip between my legs. He started pumping it back and forth, rubbing between my thighs and under my ass.

I was straining, trying to pull his arm from around me. I didn't want to make too much noise and wake Daisy and Grandma up...how would they react if they saw Dad dry humping his son? I know it came from the alcohol, but how embarrassing would it be for all of us? 

Finally, I gave up and let Dad continue. He kept grinding his cock between my legs until he moaned loudly. His cock started pulsing and shooting cum all around my thighs. I could feel it roll down my legs and pool on the bed underneath me.

Dad released his grip on me. "...love you, Cathy..." he muttered, then rolled onto his back and began snoring loudly. 

I laid there for a few minutes, making sure that he was completely asleep, then got up and went to the bathroom. Grabbing a handful of toilet paper, I cleaned Dad's cum off my thighs.

Curiously, however, my dick never went down. If anything, I seemed to be even more turned on than I was when I went to bed. I kept telling myself that I didn't like what had just happened, but my dick said I was a liar. There was something about what happened that was horribly wrong yet horribly erotic.

I was standing there in the bathroom, seriously considering jerking off. My dick was straining against my underwear when the bathroom door opened and Daisy walked in. My hands flew to cover my blatant hard-on but it was too late. Her sleepy eyes caught sight of my hard cock outlined by my underwear..

"Oh, my," she said, her eyes widening. 

I stood there, with an "oh shit" look on my beet-red face. 

"Is everything ok?" she asked. 

I mumbled, "Yeah, kind of."

I swear I saw her nipples harden through her nightshirt. "Um...I need to use the bathroom. Do you want me to come back in a few minutes to let you, uh, finish up?" She asked, glancing at my hands covering my raging dick.

Great, now she's going to think that I was jerking off, I thought. Of course, that was EXACTLY what I was debating when she walked in, but that wasn't the point. The point was that I wasn't, and yet it still looked like I was.

"Uh, no, just lemme wash my hands," I stammered, spinning around quickly. 

While I washed my hands, she stayed behind me in the open doorway. I glanced, and saw that she was looking at my reflection in the full length mirror next to the doorway. She could see my dick pushing out my underwear clearly, and I thought I saw her hand dart to the front of her panties for a moment.

I dried my hands, then edged my way around her, exited the bathroom and closed the door for her. I went back and got in bed, inadvertently lying in the cold pool of cum from Dad's earlier eruption. "Yeech," I thought, but there was no place else to lay with Dad sprawled out on his back hogging up most of the bed.

I laid there for 10 or 15 minutes, trying desperately to get to sleep. My dick finally began to shrink, but I started thinking of Dad's drunken dry hump and the image of Daisy's hard nipples and it woke back up. I couldn't get to sleep. I decided to go get a drink of water.

I walked out of the bedroom into the hallway. It was pitch black--Daisy must have turned off the light that Grandma left on. I knew the general layout of the house, and groped my way down the hallway, through the living room, and into the kitchen. After drinking a glass of water, I headed back.

As I was slowly making my way through the living room, I heard a muffled noise in the general direction of where the couch should be. I stood still, straining to listen and heard a soft "Mmmmm.....mmmmm....MMMM...mmmm". Suddenly it dawned on me that Daisy was masturbating and that's why she probably turned off the light.

I couldn't help it. I should have just kept going back to the bedroom and tried to get to sleep. However, my dick told me to check things out. I obliged it and slowly made my way over to the couch, using her low moans as a guide. I bumped into the coffee table in front of the couch where she laid, softly enough that she didn't hear it, then slowly sank to my knees. Reaching out, my hand found the edge of the couch, then moved up until I lightly touched a part of her body. She stopped moving and gave a little gasp, but didn't say anything. I gently put my hand on the body part, determining it was her knee.

My hand made it's way up her leg, finally feeling the cloth of her panties. One hand was still shoved inside them, and my hand joined it. I could feel her pubic hair against my palm, then her wet pussy lips against my fingers. Gently nudging her fingers out of the way, my hand continued what hers had started, feeling her clit roll underneath my fingers.

She didn't move at all, frozen on the couch. However, in less than a minute, I heard a soft but explosive "OHHHHhhhhhhhhhh...." as the orgasm hit her. It seemed unnaturally loud in the dead-quiet house.

Her orgasm slowly ebbed, and I could hear her breathing heavily. I started to pull my hand out of her panties, but she grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards her. Releasing my wrist, she slid her hand up my arm, down my chest, and down my belly. Finding my underwear, she reached in and pulled my dick out. Her small hand felt wonderful on it.

She started stroking, and it only took three or four strokes before my cock erupted, shooting cum off into the darkness. I heard her gasp as some of it evidently hit her.

She released my dick and whispered, "Go get a towel." 

I fumbled my way back to the bathroom, brought back a towel, and handed it to her. She took it, and handed it back a minute later. "Go stuff this at the bottom of the laundry basket," she said softly. I complied, then came back.

"Now, wasn't that better than jerking off yourself?" she asked. 

"I wasn't jerking off!" I hissed.

"Whatever," she giggled, "we'll talk about it in the morning."

I groped my way back to the bedroom, and got in bed. Dad's snoring, and the cold wet spot didn't bother me at all anymore. 

As I drifted off to sleep, I thought, "This is turning into a very weird trip."

Mountain Family Lust Ch. 02



Author's note: With the exception of how freakin' hot my real aunt "Daisy" is, this is a work of complete fiction. Of course, the names and locations have been changed on the off chance that any family member of mine may read this. Some chapters also contains some bisexual/gay elements. If that bothers you, dear reader, then merrily skip on to the next story. I won't be offended, I promise.

*

I woke up the next morning quite late. Groggy at first, I had to think of where I was for a moment. It all came back in a rush: Dad, drunk, thinking I was Mom and pumping his cock between my legs until he came, then masturbating (and getting jerked off by) Aunt Daisy. I shook my head, threw on some clothes, and wandered out into the house. 

Grandma was in the living room, watching some soap opera on TV. She smiled when she saw me poke my head out of the bedroom.

"Good morning," she called. "We've been up for hours. The trip must have taken a lot out of you." 

I nodded, not daring to tell her the real reason I'd slept so late. My dick twitched at the memory of Daisy's tiny hand on my dick, then went back to sleep. 

"There's some breakfast on the stove," Grandma said, going back to the TV. "If you want it hot, you'll have to heat it up."

I wandered into the kitchen, discovered that there was no microwave and ate the food cold. I thought to myself, "I'm buying Grandma a microwave for Christmas." After eating, I went back into the living room and asked Grandma where everyone was.

"Your dad is in the garden, and Daisy's around here somewhere," she said, not looking up from the TV.

I threw on my shoes and headed for the back door. I was desperate to find out how much he remembered about the night before. I thought he wouldn't remember anything, but I wanted to be sure.

As I was walking out the back door, Daisy was coming inside. She put her hand around my neck and pulled my ear close to her mouth. 

"We can't talk just yet. Be patient," she whispered. I nodded, then continued out towards the garden.

Dad was sitting in a lawn chair in Grandma's garden, drinking coffee with a .22 rifle on his lap. 

"Morning, Dad," I called. 

He turned around to see me and said, "Hey, Jimmy. Good morning. Sleep well?" 

I nodded, and paused before asking, "You?"

His face clouded a bit, then he answered. "I had a really strange dream about your mother. Woke up with the covers all twisted around me, so I know I was thrashing a bit. Hope I didn't wake you up." 

I thought, "No, it was before I went to sleep when you slid your cock between my thighs and shot a load of cum on me. I'm ashamed to say that it turned me on a bit." However, all that came out of my mouth was "Nah."

I asked him what he was doing, and he said that there was a gopher ripping up Grandma's garden, and he was waiting for it to pop it's head up. That explained the .22 rifle, I thought, and we talked a bit more while he kept an eye out for Mr. Gopher. Every so often, he would look towards the house for Grandma, then pull out a flask. He pour a dollop of whiskey into his coffee cup quickly, then put the flask back in his pocket.

"Uh, Dad?" I said. "Grandma says you're drinking a lot lately, and I don't remember you drinking all that much before." 

A painful look shot across his face. "I just get so worked up about your mother," he admitted. "It helps me relax. Don't worry, I won't turn into an alcoholic or anything. It's just something that helps me keep my head on straight until things get back to normal."

He gave me kind of a sheepish look and continued. "Uh, I'd appreciate it if you didn't mention this to Grandma. She gets mighty pissed when she catches me drinking before dinner."

I laughed at him and promised him I'd keep it to myself. 

"What's so funny?" he grinned. 

"You," I replied. "You're an engineer. You helped me through algebra, calculus, and the advanced English class in high school. Yet, after you've been here for a little while, I hear you say things like 'mighty pissed'. Boy, country...country, boy." 

"Yeah, I guess so," he laughed. "When I left for college, I was determined not to be thought of as a country hick. Worked pretty hard at it, and I succeeded...nobody could tell where I was from by the way I talked. But put me back in the country, and that's what I am."

Just then, Grandma appeared on the porch. She called out, "Gene, I need some things from the store. Take Daisy with you." 

Dad groaned. "Shit, there goes two hours," he griped. 

I gave a confused look. 

"The store is a 45 minute drive from here," he explained, "and she never sends me without giving me a list as long as your arm." He handed me the rifle, folded up the lawn chair and the two of us walked back to the house.

Daisy was in the living room when we walked in. She looked at me and gave me a wink when nobody was looking, then grabbed Dad's arm. 

"C'mon, c'mon, lets go to the store," she said in mock excitement, acting like she was 15 instead of 28. 

Dad laughed at Daisy, told me where to set the rifle, and the two of them walked out arm in arm. 

Grandma waited until the car had disappeared from view, then called me into the kitchen. Sitting at the kitchen table, she said, "Jimmy, I was changing the sheets on the bed. What is this?" She held up the sheet from the bed. 

There, unmistakable, was the cumstain from the night before. I gaped, and no words came to mind. I couldn't tell her exactly what happened since it was as bad or worse than whatever she might have thought happened. 

I started to say something, anything, but she cut me off. 

"I don't know what went on in that bed between you and your dad last night. I don't want to know. I do know that your dad was drunk and probably didn't start anything himself," she said. 

Then she gave me a hard look and said, "Have you ever slept with a woman?" 

I froze, shocked at the unexpected question. If one of my friends had asked me that, I'd have embellished my one clumsy experience with a girl from school, and made up a half dozen more. However, it wasn't one of my friends, it was Grandma. 

"No, ma'am," I mumbled, staring at the floor. 

She stood up and gave me a hard look. "I caught two of my boys doing things to each other," she said, "and I set them straight. Or tried to anyway. One of 'em still likes boys." 

I thought, "One of my uncles is GAY? I never heard that!!" 

She continued. "There's few women around here except kin, so I'll do for you what I did for them." Taking my hand, she said "Come along."

I didn't know where she was going, but I meekly followed. I wasn't ashamed about what happened the night before -- it wasn't my fault. I WAS ashamed, however, that the more I thought about what happened, the more excited it made me.

I didn't realize where she was leading me until we'd actually walked into her bedroom. Closing the door, she started undressing. 

"GRANDMA!!" I almost shouted, shocked. 

She stopped and looked at me. "You're going to learn how it's 'sposed to be, a man and a woman." She finished undressing and sat on the bed. "Go ahead, get out of those clothes," she commanded.

If it were just me, I'd have refused. My dick, however, said otherwise. Grandma wasn't a beauty queen, but she wasn't bad looking, either. She was overweight, granted, but that moved her normally big tits into the "huge" category . And despite being "Grandma", she wasn't really that old. I did quick math in my head....Grandma had Dad when she was 15, I was born when Dad was 20, and I was 18. That made her around 53. 

"Well?" She demanded. "Are you going to take those clothes off or am I going to have to get a switch and make you?"

I was still conflicted, but slowly did what she said. When I shucked my underwear off, my dick sprang out to half-hardness. 

She noticed it, and said "Maybe there's some hope for you yet."

She reached out and grabbed my dick, pulling me closer to her. She leaned over, pulled her hair out of the way, and slid her mouth over my dick.

Holy crap, that felt good. Instantly, any feelings of taboo that I was having disappeared and my dick exploded to full hardness. She expertly sucked my cock, the fantastic feeling making me stand on my toes. I was just about to explode in her mouth when she pulled my dick out of her mouth. 

"Don't stop!" I said, desperately. 

Still holding my dick, she shook her head. "No, you're gonna put your seed where it belongs, in a vagina. I'm not gonna get pregnant at my age, so let's get going." 

She moved back onto the bed, pulling me along by my dick. She laid back on the bed, her huge tits rolling off to the sides. "Get on me and start screwin'," she said, "like a man's supposed to do to a woman." 

I climbed between her thick legs. My dick was throbbing and needed something to slide into. I lined it up with Grandma's pussy, and shoved myself deep into her. It barely registered that her pussy was wet. This was turning her on, too.

I pounded into her with abandon. She wrapped those thick legs around me, pumping her pussy up to meet my thrusts. In no time, a tickle started somewhere around my knees, rode up my thighs, and caused my balls to explode cum into Grandma's pussy. I cried out in pleasure at the force of my orgasm.

My dick shot load after load into Grandma, and slowly I collapsed on top of her. I lay there, my head nestled between those huge tits, breathing hard, and she stroked my hair. "Now, wasn't that better than anything that two boys can do to each other?" she asked.

I rolled off, laying next to her, slowly catching my breath. My dick was still standing at attention even though I had just cum. 

Grandma looked down and saw it. "Well, well," she said. "Seems like once isn't enough for you. We'd better do it again, just to make sure you know how good it can be."

Inwardly, I chuckled at her. The first time would have been enough for any guy, if all she wanted to do was show him how good pussy felt. Grandma, I thought, likes young dick.

Grandma rolled over, and got up onto her hands and knees. "You can make me feel pretty good, too, this way," she said. 

I maneuvered around behind her and slid my dick into her again. Her pussy was sopping wet...some, I'm sure, was from me, but most of it was from her. 

I started sliding in and out of her, slowly at first but building up the tempo. Reaching around, I grabbed a handful of those large, lush tits and started pounding Grandma's pussy hard. Her head hung down, and I could hear her grunting along with my thrusts. Her pussy felt awesome, and by her actions I think she felt the same way about my dick.

With the stamina of youth, I fucked Grandma for quite a while. I was hard as a rock, but having just cum gave me endurance that I hoped I'd never lose.

"Nggg...uhhhh....ohhhh....Ohhhhh....OHHHHH!" she cried, her pussy convulsing around my dick. It hit her so hard, I thought her pussy was going to wrench my dick off. Her spasms pushed me over the edge, and we were locked together, rocked by the intense shared orgasm.

She collapsed onto the bed, and I rolled off of her. "Whew!" she said breathlessly. "I haven't felt THAT in a long time! Thank you, Jimmy." 

I just nodded at her, and laid there catching my breath. 

"Grandma," I said later, "you said you taught two of my uncles all about this. Which ones?"

"You don't need to know," she said archly. "I love my family, and I'll do whatever needs to be done to put them on the right path, but I'm not about to advertise it." 

She patted me on the chest. "You better go take a shower and get dressed before your dad and Daisy come home. I'm just going to...collect my thoughts for a bit." 

As I slowly climbed out of Grandma's bed, she looked up at me. "Jimmy, now if you start feeling like you want to play with boys again, you come see me, you hear?" 

As I collected my clothes and walked out the bedroom, I glanced behind me. Grandma was laying on the bed, a sleepy smile on her face.

"You bet, Grandma. I sure will," I said to myself with a grin.



Mountain Family Lust Ch. 03



Author's note: With the exception of how freakin' hot my real aunt "Daisy" is, this is a work of complete fiction. Of course, the names and locations have been changed on the off chance that any family member of mine may read this. Some chapters also contains some bisexual/gay elements. If that bothers you, dear reader, then merrily skip on to the next story. I won't be offended, I promise.

*

After Dad and Daisy came back from the store, I helped them unload the bags from the car. The rest of the day, I kept trying to get Daisy alone but failed. Either Dad or Grandma was always around. At one point, Daisy gave me a look of frustration and shrugged her shoulders.

That night was better. Dad didn't drink as much as the night before, and went to bed early. I stayed up until Grandma suggested that we all go to bed. My heart stopped for a second when I wildly thought she meant that her, Daisy, and I go to her bedroom, but then understood what she meant. I tried to hang around for a few minutes, waiting for Grandma to go to bed so I could finally talk to Daisy, but she seemed to understand what I was doing and lingered herself. Defeated, I went to bed, nudged Dad over to one side of the bed, and fell asleep quickly.

The next morning, I was the last one to wake up again. Wandering out of the bedroom, Grandma and Daisy were sitting on the couch, watching TV. Evidently, Daisy had only gotten up a few minutes before me. She was still in her nightshirt, her hair was disheveled, and she had the covers over her legs. My god, I thought, she's so goddamn sexy!

Dad was in the kitchen, cooking up a big country breakfast: Eggs, sausage, hash browns, biscuits, and gravy. When everything was ready, he called everyone in to breakfast.

We sat around the table, eating and talking. Dad suggested that he rebuild the shed, since it had originally been built by Grandpa when Dad was still a baby and could use some attention. He told Grandma that he was going to take her truck and run into town to pick up some lumber. 

Daisy said that she wanted to take a walk in the woods.

Grandma told her, "Take your brother or your nephew with you. The Manheim boys might be out in the woods. They're shitheads and I don't trust them."

Dad laughed at her choice of words and said, "Mom!" 

She sniffed and said, "I'm old enough to cuss. And they ARE shitheads and I DON'T trust them."

Sensing my opportunity, I told dad as casually as I could, "Well, if you're going to town, I'll go with Daisy. Gotta protect the family honor, you know." It my mind, it sounded weak, but nobody seemed to sense my anticipation.

Dad grunted in agreement, but Grandma gave me a look. I think she knew what I was up to, but she didn't say a word.

After breakfast, I helped Dad clear the table and helped Grandma do the dishes. As soon as I was done, Daisy walked in, dressed for hiking, and asked me if I was ready. I put my shoes on and out the door we went.

Grandma's house was in a large field bordered by trees, about a third of the way up a mountain. A gravel road ran along the side of the field, and we walked down it. As we walked, Daisy told me that Grandma owned almost all the mountain, which I hadn't known. It had been originally owned by Grandpa's ancestors, and passed down through the generations. 

We walked down a road littered with clumps of coal, and I asked her about it. She said that they'd found seams of coal on the mountain, and Grandma had gotten rich off of it. "She's got more money than you can shake a stick at," Daisy said. "How do you think she paid for college for half her kids?"

I was dumbfounded. "If she's so rich, why does she stay in that old house? Why stay here at all?" I demanded. 

Daisy shrugged. "She likes it here," she said. "She likes it simple." 

We kept walking. My objective was a few hundred yards ahead, where the road curved into the trees, blocking the view of us from the house. We walked casually up the mountain road, keeping a few feet between us, still talking.

As soon as we rounded the curve, it was obvious that my objective had been hers also. She glanced towards the house, made sure that we couldn't be seen from it, then flew into my arms. "God, it's been killing me. I've been wanting to feel you against me since yesterday.' She tilted her head back and presented her lips to me. Hungrily, I pulled her in tight and my lips met hers.

She broke the kiss, then pulled me deeper into the woods. Every time I tried to stop, to get my hands on her sexy body, she ducked out of the way and pulled me even further into the woods. After 10 or 15 minutes, she finally came to a stop in a small clearing.

She gave me a devilish grin and said, "Want to be a good nephew and lick auntie's pussy?" 

I nodded eagerly, so horny that I'd stand on my head and fart the "Star Spangled Banner" if it gave me a shot at her naked pussy. She quickly slipped off her shorts and I saw that she wasn't wearing panties. Her soft, dark brown pubic hair beckoned me.

She leaned back against a tree, spreading her legs. I dropped to my knees in front of her. She pulled my head towards her crotch, lifted one leg out of the way, and my tongue flicked out and found the clit that I'd stroked two nights before. She moaned loudly as I paid it special attention.

I licked her pussy feverishly. It felt and tasted and smelled so wonderful, and the louder she moaned the more furious I licked. My dick was hard enough to blow the front of my pants off, and I just kept getting more excited.

Despite how fantastic it was to have Daisy's pussy on my lips, our positions were uncomfortable. My head was tilted back at an angle and my neck was starting to protest. Plus, there was a rock or something under my right knee. Still licking her passionately, I tried to scoot myself to a more comfortable angle. She went over the edge just as I found a comfortable spot.

Her body shuddered as her pussy spasmed. She pushed her hips out, grinding her pussy lips against my face hard enough that I felt something pop in my neck. Her loud moans echoed through the woods.

The leg she'd been holding up to give me access to her pussy drooped, then lowered to the ground. I sat back, her pussy juices coating my lips and chin and looked at her. She had her eyes tightly closed, her hands grabbing her tits. She was milking the last few throbs of her orgasm, and enjoying every one.

She looked down at me and cooed "Mmmmm, Jimmy. You're a very good nephew." 

She helped me to my feet, then kissed my juice coated lips. She pulled away from me, licking her juices that the kiss had passed from my lips. "I taste yummy, don't I?" she grinned.

"I have to fuck you," I blurted. If my dick got any harder, it was going to explode. Just having it still in my pants was painful. 

She shook her finger at me. "Oh, no," she said. "Every time a family member fucks me, I end up pregnant." I stared at her, crestfallen, not comprehending anything she said besides "no".

She giggled and grabbed my dick through my pants. "Don't worry," she said. "There's LOTS of things we can do that are just as fun." 

She maneuvered me backwards until I bumped into a fallen log. She unzipped my pants and tried to fish my dick out, but it was too stiff and the flap in the briefs wasn't big enough. She got a frustrated look on her face, then unbuckled my belt and undid my pants. Pulling my pants and underwear down, she freed my dick. It sprang out so quick and hard that I heard an imaginary "twang".

Her tiny hands grasped my dick, and I let out a sharp sigh. Pushing me down to sit on the log, she dropped to her knees in front of me. Her tongue darted out and lightly flicked the tip of my dick. I almost came right then.

She slowly took my raging cock into her mouth, sliding her lips over my cockhead and down the shaft. If Grandma's mouth was incredible, then Daisy's was exquisite. 

She worked her mouth up and down my dick, going faster, then slower, varying her rhythm. I was in heaven. Her mouth was perfection on my dick.

It didn't take me long before I felt my dick explode. I felt like I was pouring gallons of cum into Daisy's mouth. The orgasm went on forever.

Unfortunately, it slowly ebbed and then relented completely. My legs shook as she slowly pulled her lips up and off my shaft.

"Yummy nephew cock, and yummy nephew cum," she said, grinning up at me. "I'm a lucky aunt." 

She took her finger and pushed the cum that had ran down her chin back up into her mouth. She stood up and leaned forward, pursing her lips. "I tasted mine, you wanna taste yours?" 

I shook my head and said "No, that's ok." 

She laughed and said, "Fine, be that way. I suppose it IS an acquired taste, though." 

I stood up and put my clothes back together while she walked back to the tree and retrieved her shorts. We finished getting dressed, and picked the odd leaf and grass that had gotten on to us. 

"Don't give Grandma any evidence," she said, as we started walking back towards the coal road.

At her mention of Grandma, I stopped dead in my tracks. "Wait a minute....you said that every time a FAMILY member fucks you, you get pregnant?"

She walked a step more, then stopped and turned around. "Uh-huh," she nodded. "In our family, the guys have powerful little sperms and the girls have fertile little eggs." 

I don't know if she was avoiding the intent of my question, the "family" part, or that the "family" part was so normal to her that she misunderstood me.

"Family?" I asked again. 

She gave me a serious look. "Yes, family. I grew up here, remember? There's not another person for miles, and half of the people around here we don't like and they don't like us. My first time was with Uncle Greg, Grandma's brother. Turns out that one time is the charm for me. I wound up pregnant at 14. Grandma was a God-fearing, abortion-hating churchgoer back then, but she changed her tune after she found out who the father was. I thought she was going to kill Uncle Greg. Instead, she had Frank [my oldest uncle, a year younger than Dad] take me to Pittsburgh to get an abortion. She figured that was far enough away that nobody around here would find out about it."

I was shocked, but deep down I think I understood it. "You said 'every time'...was there more?" 

She nodded. 

"Who?" I asked. 

She hemmed and hawed for a minute, then told me she had gotten pregnant by one of her brothers. My eyes flew open wide, but she waved me down. "NOT your dad. I won't say which one, but I had to make another trip to Pittsburgh at 16, too."

I shook my head at the revelation. "Jesus, we should move to Arkansas," I muttered, the stereotype jumping into my head. 

She walked up to me, put her small hands on my cheeks, and kissed me on the lips. Looking up at me with that cute pixie face, she said, "If we weren't who we are, then auntie would have never sucked your dick...now, would she?"

I laughed and nodded. "True," I said. Something in the back of my head found fault with her logic, but the memory of her magic lips on my dick squelched the thought before it was fully formed.

She snaked her arm around mine. "Let's get back before Grandma thinks were out here fucking our brains out." We walked back to the coal road, then down it back to the house. 

Dad got back a few hours later, and I helped him offload the wood out of the truck. We spent the rest of the day ripping rotten boards off the shed, and putting up new ones. I enjoyed spending the time with him and was proud of him...he hadn't taken a drink all day that I knew of.

Grandma called us around 7 and told us dinner was ready. I was very ready to quit. Dad's always been physical and in good shape. I, on the other hand, was more of a couch potato. I had the wiry build of youth and wasn't fat, but I'd avoided physical exertion as much as possible. As a result, my tired ass was dragging and everything was sore by the time we were done. 

Seeing my condition, Dad laughed at me. "Only a couple more days of this, Jimmy, then we'll be done." Silently, I cursed Grandpa for building such a big shed. Any larger, and it would have been a barn.

After dinner and dishes, we all settled into the living room and watched a movie on TV. Daisy curled up in a corner of the couch and was soon asleep. Grandma was sitting on the other end of the couch, intent on the movie. Dad and I sat in recliners. Dad having a couple of small drinks, then announced he was going to bed.

I watched the movie a bit longer, my sore muscles becoming more and more uncomfortable. Finally, I stood up, groaning, and asked Grandma if she had anything that I could take for it.

"Try a hot bath," she said. "That'll loosen those muscles and make you feel better." 

It sounded like a good idea, and I staggered off to the bathroom. Filling the tub with water as hot as I could stand it, I lowered myself into the tub. It was a huge tub. I remembered Dad telling me stories from his childhood about three or four of Grandma's kids taking a bath at the same time in this tub. I was able to submerge myself all the way until only my face was above water. I decided Grandma was right, my sore muscles were feeling a bit better.

As my ears were under water, I felt more than heard the bathroom door shut. Sitting up quickly, I saw Grandma come in, pull down her pants, and sit down on the toilet. 

"Grandma!" I said, a bit shocked. 

She looked at me archly and said "Jimmy, we've already been as intimate as a man and woman can be. Besides, there's only one bathroom in this old house, and I have to pee." 

I sank back down into the tub and closed my eyes, ignoring the tinkling sound from over by the toilet. I heard the toilet flush, and expected to hear the door close. When it didn't, I opened my eyes and saw Grandma standing next to the tub, looking down at me.

"How are those muscles feeling?" she asked. 

I looked at her eyes and realized that she was staring at my crotch. "Um, better," I said, a bit uncomfortably. "The bath was a good idea, Grandma." 

She smiled down at me. "Trust me, I know everything there is to know about making aching parts feel better."

The way she said it made me suspect that she wasn't talking about sore muscles. She dropped to her knees next to the tub and ran her hand through the water. Reaching down further, she ran her hand down my leg. 

"You know, Jimmy," she said, "when I was teaching you what it was like when a man was with a woman, you brought something out of me that I haven't felt in a very long time. If you're agreeable, I'd like to see if you can bring it out again."

I wondered if my grandmother was propositioning me. We'd already fucked once, but I was hanging on to the fiction that the fuck was educational, not carnal. 

"You want to fuck again?" I asked her. 

Her face pinched up, then she replied, "That's such a nasty word. But....yes, I would appreciate it if we 'fucked' again."

I slowly got out of the tub, my hardening dick giving her the answer. She handed me a towel and I dried off, then wrapped it around me. Both of us snuck out of the bathroom and down the hallway to her bedroom. I got in bed while Grandma undressed and joined me.

She laid down next to me and said, "Suck my nipples". I reached out and captured one of those huge wonderful tits, and happily began licking and sucking the nipple. My hand wandered down between her spread legs, and began toying with her pussy. It was already wet.

I alternated from one tit to the other, basking in their size and warmth. Grandma was sliding her pussy up and down my hand, moaning, and then blurted out, "Fuck me, Jimmy!"

I dove on top of her, my hard dick unerringly finding her pussy and sliding into it. Her hands grabbed my ass, pulling me harder against her. I started fucking her with long, sure strokes, ignoring the urge to slam away into her. She was fucking back at me like a whore, moaning quietly as our hips rocked together.

I increased my tempo, pushing my dick into her wet pussy faster and harder. She let out a loud moan that thankfully was muffled when she pressed her face into my shoulder. Her pussy grabbed and yanked at my dick as the throes of orgasm overtook her.

"This is wrong god it feels so good FUCK ME HARDER" she yelled, almost incoherently. 

I wasn't far behind her, my dick throbbing and shooting stream after stream of cum inside her. We rocked and moaned and pushed and pulled through the orgasm, each pulsing wave taking us higher.

Eventually, spent, I collapsed on top of her, her huge warm tits pressed against my chest. My dick was more tender than I'd ever felt it, spasming with every little movement. Grandma lay under me, breathing hard and still moaning softly.

I rolled off of her and she put her hand on my chest. "Lord in heaven," she said, breathlessly, "I haven't felt something that strong since I was a teenager." 

Finding the breath to speak, I replied, "I AM a teenager, and I've never felt anything like that." She gave a throaty chuckle, then said, "You go on and get to bed, Jimmy. It wouldn't do if your dad and aunt found us here together in the morning."

Reluctantly, I got up out of bed. Finding the towel on the floor, I wrapped it around myself and started for the door. 

"Jimmy?" she called to me. I stopped and turned around. "I wouldn't mind doing this regular-like, if you're agreeable." 

I smiled and said, "I'm definitely agreeable, Grandma." 

She rolled over away from me, and said sleepily, "That's a good boy."

I snuck back down to the bathroom and threw my clothes back on. I had almost made it to Dad's and my room when I saw Daisy standing in front of me. 

She giggle and said in a teasing, singsong voice, "You're fucking grandma, you're fucking grandma." 

Red-faced, I replied "No, I'm not!" 

She slapped me playfully on the shoulder. "Oh, horseshit," she laughed. " 'Fuck me harder'? You could have heard that all the way out in the shed." 

I gave her a shamed grin, then she reached up and kissed me on the cheek. "Looks like I've got some competition now, huh? Good thing you're young...you're going to need all the energy you can get." She pranced off back to the couch and I continued to the bedroom.

Crawling in bed, my mind whirled. I'd only been here three days, and so far I'd fucked my grandmother twice and gotten a handjob and a blowjob from my aunt. Oh, I thought to myself, and don't forget the whole dry-hump incident with Dad. 

I dozed off, again thinking that this was a seriously wierd trip.



Mountain Family Lust Ch. 04



Author's note: With the exception of how freakin' hot my real aunt "Daisy" is, this is a work of complete fiction. Of course, the names and locations have been changed on the off chance that any family member of mine may read this. Some chapters also contains some bisexual/gay elements. If that bothers you, dear reader, then merrily skip on to the next story. I won't be offended, I promise.

*

For the next week, Dad and I continued to work on the shed. The damage over the years was much more than he originally thought it was. Every time we uncovered another section of boards, we found more that needed to be replaced.

I continued to try to find ways to get Daisy alone, unsuccessfully. Complicating matters was Grandma's reawakened sexuality. I think she was as frustrated about getting me alone as I was about getting Daisy alone. The funny thing was that all of us, except Dad of course, wanted to fuck, but the situation prevented it.

Early in the afternoon on Friday, Dad and I were out at the shed. Grandma stuck her head out of the back door and called to us. "Gene! Jimmy! Peggy's on the phone. Something's wrong." 

Dad and I dropped our tools and ran to the house. My oldest sister had a good head on her shoulders, and could take care of herself. If she said something was wrong, then it was something that she had no clue how to handle.

Dad took the phone. I only heard his side of the conversation. "It's Dad, calm down........she WHAT?.....how badly?......stop crying, sweetheart, everything's going to be alright.....ok.....I know ...hang up RIGHT NOW and call an ambulance, then call me back."

He hung up the phone and I gave him a frightened look. "What's going on?" I asked. 

He shook his head and replied "Peggy came home from summer school and found your mother in the back yard naked. She had a butcher's knife and was cutting up the sod in the back yard, and cut herself up pretty badly in the process." My mouth dropped open in surprise, and I didn't know what to say.

Dad turned to Grandma and said, "I don't have time to get to the bank. I need to get down there." 

Grandma walked into her bedroom, and came back with 10 one-hundred dollar bills. "Get down there and take care of things, Gene," she said, handing it to him. "Daisy, can you drive him to the airport?" 

"We need to wait until Peggy calls me back, then we'll go," Dad said nervously to Daisy. Daisy nodded, then went to get her purse and keys. Dad went into the bedroom and put some clothes in his suitcase.

About a half hour later, Peggy called back. Dad answered it and again I only heard his side of the conversation. "Hi, sweetheart.......yeah, I'm on my way......which hospital?.......ok......Aunt Daisy is going to take me to the airport now, I should be there before midnight. Do you know where Mom's car keys are?......good, after you get back from the hospital, stay by the phone. I'll call you when I land and you can come pick me up.....no, Jimmy's staying here with Grandma and Aunt Daisy." 

I started to protest but Dad just held up his hand to silence me.

Continuing to talk to Peggy, he said, "....I know you're scared, but we'll find out what's going on and get it fixed......love you too. I'll call you from the airport."

Dad hung up. I immediately pounced on him. "You don't want me to go?" I accused. 

Dad shook his head. "All that you could do down there is worry, and you can do that just as good here. Plus, I'd like to have you around here to help Grandma. As soon as I find out what's going on, I'll call you and we can go from there. If there's something you can do, we'll get you down there right away."

I didn't like it, but it was typical Dad: well thought out, well reasoned. 

Dad and Daisy left, and I went to the living room and sat on the couch. Worry filled my mind, and my body wanted to do something, anything, besides just sit here and wait. I was jittery and jumpy.

Grandma came into the living room and sat down next to me. "Your dad will fix everything, Jimmy," she said, patting me on the leg. She put her arm around me, pulled me against her ample bosom and continued. "Gene's a strong one, and a smart one. He'll take care of it." 

My head resting against those huge wonderful tits made me realized that we were finally alone in the house, but sex was the last thing on my mind. 

I started to say, "Grandma, I..." 

She cut me off. "I know, Jimmy. I feel the same way."

We sat there a while in silence, then she got up. "I'll make some sandwiches," she said, then disappeared into the kitchen. I sat and brooded until she returned. 

We ate, then she said, "All this excitement is getting to me. I'm going to go lay down for a bit. I'll be in the bedroom if you need me."

After Grandma left, I sat and brooded some more. Eventually, inaction proved too much, and I jumped up to my feet. I didn't know where I was going, but my feet led me to Grandma's bedroom door. It was half opened. I knew it was an invitation since Grandma always closed her door when she went to bed.

Grandma was laying naked in bed, the covers pulled up to just below her huge tits. "I figured you'd make you way in here," she said. She patted the bed next to her. "Come on in and close the door."

I quickly closed the door, stripped, and got into bed next to her. My dick was only half-hard from worry, and she leaned over and took my dick in her mouth. Immediately, I recognized the difference between Grandma sucking my dick and Daisy sucking my dick. Grandma was enthusiastic, but Daisy was enthusiastic AND talented. Given what Daisy had told me about her prior sex life, I guessed it was from experience but since I was the current recipient of Daisy's dick-sucking education, I wasn't about to complain.

Grandma sucked my dick noisily and wetly. My dick was full hard, and her mouth on it felt fantastic, but I was still jittery. Just laying there didn't feel right, I had to MOVE.

I gently pried Grandma's mouth off my dick, then moved over on top of her. Holding my weight off of her with my arms, I shoved my dick into her pussy. It wasn't as wet as the last time, probably from the same worry that troubled my dick, but she let out a low moan when my groin met hers, my dick fully inside her pussy.

Immediately, I started fucking her fast and furious. All my anxiety, worry, and fear fueled the fuck....I was a fucking machine set on "high". My dick slammed into her hard, and I watched the force move up her body and jiggle her tits. 

She was moaning loudly, grinding her pussy against me with every one of my thrusts. She came, then almost shrieked with pleasure as she came again right on the heels of the first. My dick pistoned in and out of her, unrelenting. I came, filling Grandma's pussy with gob after gob of hot sticky cum, but didn't stop. Grandma was moaning incoherently, her fingers having a death-grip on my shoulders, urging me on faster and harder, then she came a third time. I had worked up to a furious, punishing tempo when I came the second time. I could feel my cum sloshing around my dick in her pussy, mingling with her ample pussy juice.

Exhausted, I collapsed on top of her. I laid there for a long time before Grandma, breathing hard, finally spoke. "Lord Jesus, that was as good as my wedding night. You have your grandfather's genes, Jimmy." 

I chuckled weakly and continued to lay there, my dick shriveling inside her. It finally popped out, and I heard Grandma say "Whoa...that's a flood" as my cum and her juices flowed out of her to pool on the bed beneath her.

"Get off granny so I can catch my breath," she said. I reluctantly rolled off of her, ending up a pile of exhausted teenager pressed against her side. One of her massive tits was by my face; I captured the nipple with my lips, sucking it gently. Grandma's breathing steadied out, then slowed. As I dozed off myself, I realized that she was asleep.

I don't know how long we slept. It was dark, and the light in the bedroom clicking on woke me up. Grandma sat up with a start, also, and we both looked at the doorway to see Daisy standing there.

"Holy shit!" Daisy exclaimed. "I mean, I knew you two were fucking but I never thought I'd catch you at it!" 

She giggled, then hopped over to sit on the corner of the bed. Grandma's face turned beet red, but I already knew that Daisy knew. 

Grandma, for once, was at a loss for words. Her daughter had just caught her in bed with her grandson, and there was no way to deny it. She gave an ashamed look at Daisy.

"I'm not upset or anything, I think it's cool. You need a good lay like any other woman and let's face it, there's not much in the way of selection out here" Daisy said to Grandma. Her face turned serious. "You're kinda loud, Mom. I heard you guys the other night. I'm surprised that it didn't wake Gene up. You might want to think about that when Gene comes back." 

Daisy glanced over to me, then back to Grandma. Her eyes grew bright. "Mom, will you share him?"

Grandma got a strange look on her face, then exclaimed, "You want to have sex with your NEPHEW??" 

Daisy giggled again, and I spoke up. "I'm having sex with my grandmother. How is Daisy and I fucking any stranger?" I said, laughing. 

Daisy piped in, "And we've already been playing around a bit, but haven't fucked yet."

"I don't like that word," she muttered, giving us an arch look. She turned to Daisy. "What are you thinking?"

I sat back in amazement as Grandma and Daisy dickered over sharing time with my dick. Finally, I spoke up. "Hey, don't I have some input on this?" Both of them turned to me and said simultaneously, "NO!" I laid back down, chuckling.

When they finally came to agreement, Daisy looked at me. "C'mon, Jimmy, it's my turn and I'm really horny." I was still naked, and she led me by the hand to (now) my room. 

Later, as I lay between her legs hungrily lapping her pussy, I thought, "Jeez...can this trip get ANY weirder???"



Mountain Family Lust Ch. 05



Author's note: With the exception of how freakin' hot my real aunt "Daisy" is, this is a work of complete fiction. Of course, the names and locations have been changed on the off chance that any family member of mine may read this. Some chapters also contains some bisexual/gay elements. If that bothers you, dear reader, then merrily skip on to the next story. I won't be offended, I promise.

*

Later that night, Dad called. He said that Mom was in the hospital and that the doctors said it was some form of dementia that had caused her to act so strange. He said that all but one of the cuts she had inflicted on herself was superficial, and the bad one had taken twelve stitches. He also said that things were calm now. Peggy, my oldest sister, was fine, and Julie, the younger, was going to extend her vacation in New Mexico with mom's folks.

Daisy spent the night in bed with me, and it was strange to wake up to a ravishing pixie in the morning. Her arms and legs were all tangled with mine, and I slowly extricated myself to not wake her. I marveled at how incredibly beautiful and sexy she was.

We'd spent the night teasing and licking and sucking each other. I lost count of how many times her pussy convulsed against my tongue or around my fingers and the bed was stiff from the dried cum that she coaxed from my balls. I desperately wanted to fuck her, but she still wouldn't give that to me. Well, I thought, Grandma loves to fuck so the worst case was that I play with Daisy and fucked Grandma. 

Later during the day, I wandered out to the shed. I figured that I could continue working on it while Dad was gone. The repairs needed weren't that difficult, just time-consuming and labor intensive. 

I spent my days working on the shed, getting the occasional update call from Dad, and my nights alternating between Daisy and Grandma. During the day, we didn't talk much about all the sex going on by some unspoken agreement, but at night I headed either to one bedroom or the other depending on which one I spent the last night in. Grandma seemed to like one good hard fuck, then me cuddling up against her huge tits for sleep. Daisy like to play well into the night until we fell asleep exhausted. 

About a week after Dad left, a car I didn't recognize pulled into Grandma's driveway. When the door opened and the driver got out, I saw it was Uncle James, Dad's brother that I had been named after. He was the third of Grandma's kids, but a spitting image of Dad. I walked down the front steps to greet him.

"Uncle James!" I called. 

He looked at me and broke into a grin. "Jimmy! Shit, you done grown up! You're looking good!" 

He walked up and gave me a hug. As we walked into the house, he asked about Mom and Dad, and I filled him in. "Grandma called me a couple of days ago," he admitted, "but it's good to get recent information." 

Daisy saw James first, and let out a squeal. She rushed up to James and gave him a hug. Inwardly, I felt a twinge of jealousy that soon passed. 

Grandma came out of the kitchen and gave James a hug also. The four of us chit-chatted and caught up for a while, when Grandma asked the reason for his visit. 

James said, "Actually, I came by to pick some stuff in the shed." Grandma told him to take whatever he wanted.

James, Daisy, and I walked out to the shed, where he rooted around for a while until he'd found what he was looking for. Going through the contents, he said, "Damn. I was looking for some old papers of Dad's that I thought were in here. They might be..." He rummaged around in a few other boxes, but came up empty.

"Jimmy,' he asked, "would you go ask Grandma if she knows where the box with her silver salt shaker is? She'll know what I mean." 

I hesitated, not wanting to leave them alone together, then said, "Sure." I headed back into the house.

Grandma knew which box he was looking for...in fact, I seemed to remember it from when Dad and I were moving the boxes around to get at the rotted wood we were replacing.

As I walked up to the shed, the sounds of their conversation drifted over to me through the open shed door. I stopped when I heard the words "...fucking Jimmy". I stopped, straining to hear as I eavesdropped in on them.

"No shit?" James laughed. "Mom's getting it on with Jimmy?" 

Daisy's voice replied, "Yep. She really gets into it, you can hear her moan halfway up the mountain." 

James laughed again. "I remember when she tried to straighten me and Albert out after she caught me fucking his ass. I remember wanting to throw up when I saw her pussy."

JAMES was the gay uncle? I snuck closer. 

James continued. "Well good for her, anyway. I think Albert and I were the last times she got laid and that was..what, 15 or 20 years ago?" 

Daisy said, "I kinda remember it myself. I didn't know what was going on, but I remember it was really weird that you and Albert went into her bedroom. None of us kids EVER went into her bedroom, ever."

"Yeah," James replied, "and it was the last time I went into that bedroom, too. What about you, getting any lately?"

Daisy chuckled and said, "Well, I've been kind of taking advantage of Jimmy myself. Just playing, oral and stuff. I'd love to have him fuck him, but I'm a little tired of getting pregnant."

"So buy some condoms," James said, "or get on the pill." 

She made a face. "Around here? As soon as I did, word would spread like wildfire. You know how gossipy people are here. If I did either of those, I'd be the slut-woman of the county in about 20 minutes."

James said, "Then come visit me sometime. Nobody knows you there and if they did it'd be as my sister, and everyone already knows I'm gay so there's no scandal there. If you want, I can get you an appointment with my doctor. He's a great guy even if he's straight."

"I'll think about it," Daisy said. "That's actually a good idea."

"Ok, I'll call tomorrow and then let you know when the appointment is. You and Jimmy can come visit. Mom will be fine for a day. Speaking of Jimmy, where is that young man with the tight buns?"

I heard Daisy laugh and say, "Mom might have snagged him for a little fun." A pause. "Are you really ok with me and Mom having fun with Jimmy?"

"What's a little fucking between family members? Hell, I'd love to pop his tight little ass myself," James snorted. 

Daisy giggled, "James! Are you not getting enough at home?"

James replied, "Oh, hell no. Bernard's been getting prissy on me, doesn't want to fuck more than once or twice a week. Besides, he's getting boring, just lays there when I fuck him. I like a little reaction when I slide my dick into an ass."

There was a silence for a minute, then Daisy said, "Maybe we can try to get something going, the three of us. I think it'd be hot to watch you and Jimmy fuck. I just don't know what he'd think about it."

Standing there, I agreed with her. I didn't know what to think of it either, but my dick was twitching in my pants. I didn't think I was into guys but the episode with Dad did turn me on a little bit. And, making Aunt Daisy hot was always a good thing...not that she needed much encouragement to get wet. The woman was born horny.

There was silence for a little bit, then James said, "Bernard's going to visit his family in Minnesota next week. Why don't we set something up for then?" I could almost hear Daisy's nod. "Ok, let's do that. Let's go find Jimmy."

Hearing them about to come out of the shed, I moved towards the open door. 

"There you are," James said. "We were about to come looking for you." 

I replied, "Sorry, I got sidetracked." Daisy snickered, assuming I was talking about Grandma, but I ignored her. "I think I know where the box is you're looking for." I went through the boxes, finding the one that Grandma had described. 

James opened it and said, "Ha! That's the one!" He took several bundles of paper out of it, turned to me and said, "Thanks, Jimmy." 

"No problem, Uncle James," I said. I snuck a glance at Daisy, who was sneaking a glance at James' crotch. I followed her gaze and saw the faint outline of his cock in his pants. My dick twitched again.

The three of us went back into the house and James and Grandma talked for a bit more, then James left. 

That night was with Daisy. She was in a experimental mood, no doubt from the conversation she had with James. I started with her perfect little tits, sucking her nipples and fondling them with one hand while my other hand rubbed her wet, hot pussy. She laid back and enjoyed it for a little bit, then moved around until she was laying between my legs. Putting her finger in her mouth, she wet it and then slid her lips down my dick as her finger prodded my asshole.

It felt strange, but as long as she had her mouth on my dick I didn't care. She sucked my dick with a passion, making little noises as her mouth slid up and down my dick and her finger slowly slid in and out of my ass. I could tell that she was really, really turned on.

She pulled my dick from her mouth. "How do you like my finger in your ass?" she asked with a grin. I slid my hands around her head, urging her lips back to my dick. "Feels weird. Don't stop," I pleaded, very close to cumming.

She ignored me. "Weird good or weird bad?"

I gasped, "Weird ok. Weird I'm about to cum. Weird please don't stop."

She snickered, then took my dick back into her mouth. Sucking more slowly, trying to make me last longer, she slid a second finger in my ass along with the first. It was erotic, her mouth on my dick and her fingers in my ass. I started moving my hips, pushing my dick in and out of her mouth faster.

She finally took the hint and started sucking stronger. She slid a third finger in and it pushed me over the edge. More cum than I thought was possible shot from my dick into her wet hot mouth. She gagged on the flood of cum, the first and only time she ever gagged with my dick in her mouth, but recovered and took my load.

The orgasm carried me along like a tidal wave. While my dick was exploding cum, the only thing that existed for me was her mouth and her fingers.

Eventually, it waned and I laid on the bed, caressing her head and running my fingers through her hair. She pulled her mouth off my dick and giggled. "Holy shit, Jimmy! Are you trying to drown me?" 

I shook my head. "Fuck, that was awesome," I said, weakly. 

She wiped her cum-covered lips and chin off on the sheet, then moved up next to me. "You liked my fingers in your butt, didn't you?" she said. 

"Yeah," I admitted, a little amazed at it myself. Granted, Daisy's fingers were tiny, but it still felt nice when they were in there.

"You want to fuck my ass?" she whispered. 

"Fuck you...or fuck your asshole?" I asked, really hoping for the former. God, I wanted to fuck my aunt so bad. I was hoping she was finally going to let me.

"My asshole," she said, quietly. "I've only done it once before that way. But I want you inside me."

Slightly disappointed, I said, "Yeah, I want to fuck your ass." 

Without a word, Daisy rolled over and got up on her hands and knees. "Get behind me," she said.

I got up on my knees behind her precious, cute little ass. "Slide your dick into my pussy and get it all wet. Don't you DARE cum in me." 

My dick, still reeling from Daisy sucking it, was only about half hard, but her words woke it completely up. I slowly slid into her wet, dripping pussy. 

MY GOD....it was everything I thought it would be and more. She was wetter than Grandma, hotter than Grandma, tighter than Grandma. If this was a taste of things to come, then I was going to be one happy guy when I finally did fuck her.

"Hey, no dallying," Daisy warned when I started sliding my dick in and out slightly. 

Reluctantly, I pulled out of her perfect pussy, then changed the angle, grabbed her hips with my hand, and nudged my dickhead against the bud of her asshole.

"Go ahead, put it in..but go slow," Daisy commanded. I slowly pushed my dick against her asshole, my dickhead gently opening her and sliding in.

She hissed through clenched teeth. "Ok, stop for a second." I paused until she relaxed a bit and said, "Ok, keep going."

It seemed to take forever. I'd slide my dick a bit more into her, then paused until she became comfortable again. Once or twice, she told me to back out a little bit, and I'd pull my dick halfway out, losing ground.

Finally, my dick was buried completely in her ass. Her ass was tight, and the heat radiated from her ass to my dick. She felt my groin on her asscheeks and told me to hold on for a minute.

It was difficult. All I wanted to do was to start sliding my dick in and out of her wonderful ass. It took all the self-control I could muster to just kneel there behind her and keep myself still.

I felt her fingertips brush my balls as her hand found her pussy. She stroked herself and said, "Fuck me, Jimmy."

Trying not to move too quick or violently, I slowly began pumping my cock in and out of her asshole. It felt incredible, so very tight and hot. As I picked up the tempo, I could feel her fingers moving faster and harder on her pussy.

Daisy pushed her face into the pillow, and I could hear her muffled moans. My dick was pumping harder and faster into her, and her pussy juices flowed heavily. I could feel it run down my balls when I pushed all the way into her.

She cried out, the sound deadened by the pillow, as the first orgasm hit her. The convulsions in her pussy spread to her ass, and it was almost painful when the vice-like spasms squeezed my dick. The only way I was able to not cum myself was because of the huge orgasm I had when she was sucking my dick, but I was still dangerously close.

I never stopped, and my dick pistoned in and out of her. "One more, just let her cum once more," I told myself, "then I can cum too." I fucked her ass fast and hard until I felt the tickle at the base of my dick, then slow down until it passed. 

I was actually starting to get tired when the second, smaller orgasm hit her. Her face was still buried in the pillow, and I heard her soft, quick "ohhh...ohhh....ohhh..." as she convulsed around my dick again. I was glad, since I desperately needed to cum again. 

My hands gripped her hips hard enough to leave bruises as I let myself go and really slammed my dick into her ass. I fucked her ass furiously as my own orgasm built, then exploded. It wasn't the flood like before, but I coated the insides of her ass with my cum well.

Daisy's hand fell away from her pussy, and she slowly collapsed onto the bed, taking me with her. Kissing her neck and shoulders, I pulled my dick gently from her asshole, then rolled over on the bed next to her.

She unburied her face and turned towards me. "That was.....intense," she said, breathlessly. I nodded, reaching over to softly cup her tits. She rewarded me with a "Mmmmmmmmmm", and then said "Go get cleaned up. You're probably all yucky now."

I went to the bathroom, cleaned up, then came back to bed. Laying down on my back, Daisy cuddled up against my side and ran her fingers lightly up and down my chest.

"I think you liked that," I told her. 

She chuckled and said, "Yeah, eventually. It hurt like hell at first, but it was 'oh my god' good after the pain went away." 

"I didn't mean to hurt you," I said, meaning it sincerely. 

"Jimmy, I hope you hurt me that way again, because it was fantastic at the end," she replied. A short hesitation, then "You should try it some time."

"I heard part of what you and James were talking about in the shed," I admitted. 

"Good," she sighed happily, "I didn't quite know how to bring it up with you. The idea of it makes me wetter than hell, you know. What do you think?"

"I dunno. I'm not gay, but I'm curious about it," I replied. I related the incident with Dad, and how it affected me. 

"God, now you're getting me wet all over again," she said. "I just had a mental picture of Gene fucking you." 

Unbidden, the image jumped into my mind, too. My dick hardened a little bit, but I shoved the image out of my mind. "I don't think that's gonna happen," I warned her.

She giggled. "A girl can hope, can't she? How do you feel about the three of us: you, me, and James?"

A nagging doubt entered my mind, and I said again, "Like I said, I'm curious about it but I'm not gay."

"Just because you play with a dick once in a while doesn't make you gay. I've licked plenty of pussy and I'm not a lesbian," she replied.

Another image, one of Daisy laying between Grandma's legs, happily lapping her pussy replaced the one of Dad and me in my mind. My dick slowly groaned to full attention, and I related the image to Daisy.

"That gets you going, huh?" she asked, snickering evilly. "I'll make you a deal. If you try Uncle James' dick, I'll see if we can find a way for you to watch me lick pussy. I really doubt Mom will go for it, but if not her then some other woman."

I thought while her hand found my dick and started stroking it. She moved down to my crotch and slowly started teasing my poor abused dick with her tongue.

"Deal," I said, giving in to the heat of the moment.



Mountain Family Lust Ch. 06



Author's note: With the exception of how freakin' hot my real aunt "Daisy" is, this is a work of complete fiction. Of course, the names and locations have been changed on the off chance that any family member of mine may read this. Some chapters also contains some bisexual/gay elements. If that bothers you, dear reader, then merrily skip on to the next story. I won't be offended, I promise.



Over the next few days, I pressed Daisy about setting something up with her and another woman, preferably Grandma. However, she told me that the deal was that I would try out Uncle James first, THEN we'd move on to the girl-girl thing. I was kind of nervous about that and was hoping she wouldn't press me on it.

James called a few days later and invited us to his house for the weekend. He'd managed to get her a rare Saturday doctor's appointment and suggested we come up Friday night, spend the night at his place, then head back to Grandma's after Daisy's appointment. We made sure Grandma was ok with being alone for the night, then made plans for the trip.

We left about 6 PM for the two and a half hour drive to James' house. I drove Daisy's car, which gave Daisy wicked ideas the whole trip. She took her shirt off (no bra underneath) early on in the trip, and kept teasing me with her tits. Then, when I couldn't take any more, she pulled my dick out of my pants, put her head on my lap, and sucked my dick for about 30 miles. It was difficult to control the car, especially when I started cumming in her mouth...my leg involuntarily straightened out, pushing down on the accelerator, and we were doing about 110 mph before I caught myself.

After the blowjob, she put her shirt back on and leaned against me. If anyone saw us, we would look like a couple, her dozing against my side with my arm protectively around her. I think it was at that particular moment, I looked at her with more emotion than lust. Sure, I loved her as my aunt, but I was also starting to feel more like her boyfriend or husband than her nephew.

We pulled into James' driveway right after him.  He'd just gotten back from dropping Bernard, his boyfriend, off at the airport. We all got out of our cars at about the same time.

"Good timing," he smiled at us.

"We aim to please," Daisy said. I grabbed the one suitcase we were sharing out of the back seat, and followed James into the house.

James' house was pretty nice, your normal run-of-the-mill suburban home. It was more functional than decorative; James might be gay, but he didn't swish. The only difference between him and Joe Next Door was that he liked to put his dick in men instead of women. He liked NASCAR and football, and was evidently a huge Steelers fan.

James showed me which bedroom to drop the suitcase in, then we all sat down in the living room. After a few minutes of chit-chat, Daisy told James that she had talked to me and we'd agreed that I would try dick for once.

"Awwww, dammit, Daisy," James said half-jokingly. "The seduction is half the fun. I was going to ply him with alcohol and make him want me to have my way with him."

Daisy giggled. "I'm sorry, but it was too much of a turn-on to keep to myself."

They both turned to me. "Well," James smiled, "what do you think? Want to go through with this, or are you having second thoughts?"

I was nervous as hell. What if I liked it? What if I liked it more than pussy? However, my dick was getting hard in my pants. IT liked the thought of it, even I had reservations.

"Yeah," I said nervously, "I'd like to try it."

James unbuckled his pants, unzipped his fly, and pulled his cock out. I gulped, it was really the first adult cock I'd seen -- I had only felt Dad's, I didn't actually see it. It was bigger than mine, and hardening in his hand. 

"Why don't you come over here and get acquainted?" Jim grinned. He stroked his cock in long slow motions.

I slowly got up and moved over in front of James, then sank to my knees. Daisy moved over next to me.

"Kiss it," she said, breathing kind of hard. She was really getting turned on.

I puckered my lips, leaned forward and lightly kissed the tip. That wasn't so bad.

"Lick it," Daisy urged, leaning close enough that she could almost kiss James' dick herself.

The tip of my tongue lightly brushed across his cockhead. It didn't taste bad.

James gently put his hand around the back of my head, and pulled me closer. My lips formed an "O", and his cock slowly slid between them. He urged my mouth further and further down his cock, until it hit the back of my throat and I gagged.

"Suck it," James said, plainly. I started sucking, moving my mouth up and down his shaft slightly.

Daisy got impatient. She looked up at James and said, "May I? Just to show him?"

"If you must," James said, giving her a resigned look.

Daisy pulled my mouth off of James' cock and greedily slid it into her mouth. I watched her head move, the way she bobbed it up and down, pumping his cock with her mouth. I saw that she had her hand around the base of his cock so he couldn't force it any further in. She worked his cock for a minute, then pulled off.

"See?" she asked me with a flip of her hair, her eyes shining brightly.

I nodded, then moved back in. I did a better job on James' cock copying what Daisy did than I did fumbling around on my own. I think James agreed, his hand on the back of my head wasn't directing me as forcefully as before.

I moved my hand down James' shaft, taking more of his cock in with every motion. I felt a gag coming on, fought it, and won. 

"Play with my balls, Jimmy", James said, his breath coming a bit faster now. 

My hand moved off his shaft and cupped his big balls, gently rolling them around in the palm of my hand. James was moving his hips now, pumping his cock into my mouth slightly, urging me to take it deeper. It became easier and easier to fight off gagging. I was starting to like it.

Daisy had moved behind me and must have taken her shirt off because I could feel her naked pixie tits pressed against my back. Her small hand snaked around me and found my hard dick, stroking it. 

"Suck his dick," she hissed, turned on, "suck the cum out of his balls." I could just imagine the juices flowing out of her pussy and down her thighs.

James was shoving his cock in and out of my mouth by now, and all I could do was hang on for the ride. My hands were on his thighs so I was able to push him back a bit if he tried to go too deep down my throat. My dick was throbbing from Daisy's hand and the excitement of sucking James.

A scant second before he came, James made grunting noises and between clenched teeth said, "Swallow my cum, bitch!" It boiled out of his balls and his throbbing cock pumped it into my mouth. I gagged, tried to pull my mouth off of him, but couldn't because of the handful of hair that he held. His cum flowed out of my mouth, down my chin and neck, and down my chest.

Daisy stroked me faster and my cock started shooting cum in her hand. I shuddered with every gob of cum that flowed out of my dick and onto her hand.

James slowly pulled his cock out of my mouth and grinned down at me. "You've got some talent for sucking cock, Jimmy. How about I kick Bernard out and you move in here?"

Daisy laughed from behind me and put her arms protectively around me. "Oh, no you don't," she said, "he's taken. And, besides, if he wasn't around to get Mom off, she might get mad at you."

"True," he said, ruefully. He handed me a towel, then got up. "Drinks, anyone?"

I raised my hand while wiping James cum from my face and chest. His cum didn't taste bad, but it was thick and I needed something to help get the last of it out of my mouth.

Daisy moved around from behind me and gave me a deep, hard kiss. The excitement was shining in her eyes and she said, "Well?"

I grinned and said, "It was ok. I kinda liked it." 

She gave me a fierce hug as James walked back into the living room carrying three sodas. Handing two to Daisy and I, he reached down and helped me stand up, then gave me a deep, lingering kiss. 

Daisy still had her pants on, and I saw a huge wet spot on the crotch as I watched her play with herself through her pants. James saw it, too, and shook a finger at her.

"You stay on the floor, young miss. I don't want any pussy stains on my furniture...there is NO way I could possibly explain that to Bernard," he warned.

The three of us sat on the floor, drinking the sodas while James recovered. After he did, he stood up, grabbed my hand and pulled me upright. 

"Let's move to the bedroom for the 'pièce de résistance'," he said, grinning. "I'm dying to poke that cute little ass." He reached down and grabbed a handful of my ass with his big meaty hands.

I helped Daisy up, and the two of us followed James to the bedroom. We all stripped, then Daisy jumped onto the head of the bed, laid back and spread her legs slightly.

James caught a glimpse of Daisy's pussy. 

"Blech...cover that thing, Daisy," he said.

Daisy giggled and said, "I have just the perfect thing...come here, nephew." She grabbed my hand, pulled me over to her, then shoved my head down into her crotch.

Oh, that beautiful, tasty, tantalizing pussy. I knew at that second that while I kinda liked James' cock, I was definitely not gay. I wanted that pussy bad. My tongue reached out for it.

I was laying on the bed, my head thrust between Daisy's legs. James maneuvered around behind me, and I could feel him opening my asscheeks and his finger rubbing on my asshole.

My dick was growing again as my tongue danced all over Daisy's pussy and across her clit. She moaned louder.

I felt James' lubricated finger push against my asshole, then slip inside. It felt good, and I spread my legs a bit to give him more access. He slowly slid his finger in and out of my ass, then a second finger joined it. 

That was a bit uncomfortable. Two of James' fingers was bigger than the three that Daisy had slid in there. The pressure in my ass diverted my attention away from licking Daisy, and she noticed..

"Hey!" she said, grinding her pussy onto my face. "Lick, boy, lick!" 

My tongue went back to pleasing Daisy. Behind me, I felt James shift, then felt his thighs against mine as he moved in between my legs. I felt his cockhead nudge against my asshole, and tightened involuntarily.

"Relax," James urged.

He slowly began pressing his cock against my asshole stronger. I tried to relax as his cockhead spread my asshole.

I had stopped licking Daisy's pussy, and she was watching James slide his cock into me. 

James got most of his cockhead inside me before the pain was too great. I made some kind of noise, and he froze. As my ass got used to his side, Daisy stroked my head and ran her fingers through my hair.

Slowly, pausing when I needed him to, he pushed his whole length inside me and held it there. My ass felt full to bursting, and it wasn't all that comfortable.

"Do you know how long it's been since I've had a virgin ass?" James groaned. "Jesus, boy, you're fucking TIGHT." 

I slowly started to relax more, and James began stroking his cock gently in and out of my ass. Daisy pulled my head back down against her pussy.

His cock in my ass was becoming less and less uncomfortable as I relaxed more. It started to feel good. In fact, it started to feel REAL good. My dick, which had softened some when James put his cock in my ass, was starting to grow again. It was pressed against the sheets, sliding a little bit from every one of James' thrust.

Daisy couldn't actually see James' cock go into my ass, but she was watching raptly as James moved on top of me. Her juices were flowing heavily down my chin. It should have tipped me off that she was about to cum, but it didn't.

I think the orgasm took her as much by surprise as it did me. Her pussy began spasming and she ground it against my face, her hands pulling me painfully closer by my hair. She rode it, making unintelligible noises while James continued to pump his cock deep into my ass.

She eventually relaxed, and James took over.

"Sorry, sis," he said, grabbing my hips and rolling us over. He maneuvered me around onto my back, and pulled my legs up to his shoulders. 

I was really getting into being fucked by James. His cock, previously painful, was now an instrument of please. Damn, it felt good sliding in and out of my asshole. 

I surprised myself by saying, "Uh....uh......yeah......fuck me..." I would have loved to pump my ass up at him, making him fuck me harder and deeper, but with the way he was laying on me and my legs on his shoulders made it impossible. 

James fucked harder and harder, his cock slamming in and out of my ass. I couldn't help but moan, it felt so damn good. I loved having him on top of me, his cock poking my ass hard. My hard dick was slapping my belly with every one of his thrusts.

James gave a bark, and shoved him cock as deep into my ass as he could. I could sense, more than feel, his cock explode inside me, coating my insides with his cum. I almost came myself at that moment.

He shuddered a few times then slowly relaxed, collapsing on top of me. His weight made it difficult to breathe, and I made a gasping sound.

"Oh...sorry," James said breathlessly, rolling off of me. 

Daisy's face appeared before mine. Her eyes shining, she asked, "Well?"

"It was awesome," I smiled up at her. 

Daisy giggled, then kissed down my face and chest. Wrapping her hand around my engorged dick, she quickly and expertly took me in her mouth. I lasted about four seconds before my dick pumped a huge load of cum between her beautiful lips.

Daisy swallowed all of my cum, not missing a drop, then gave my dickhead a kiss. James pushed me over onto my side, and Daisy snuggled up in front of me, pulling my arm around her. Three spoons, we laid there...my dick pressed up against the crack of Daisy's ass, James' cock pressed up against mine. Exhausted, I dozed off.

When I when I woke up the next morning, James and Daisy were gone. I stumbled out of bed, slid on my clothes, and wandered out to find them. I discovered I was alone in the house.

In the kitchen, I found a note from Daisy that read: "We went to the dr's, be back soon. Coffee's made. Love you!" My heart thumped wildly at the last two words.

They came back about an hour later, laughing and happy. Daisy ran up to me and gave me a kiss. 

"Miss me?" she said, playfully.

"Every second you're not here," I replied, smiling.

James' cleared his throat. "If you two are done being sappy, I have donuts. Dig in." I hungrily attacked the box. Last night had taken a lot out of me.

Daisy called Grandma and told her that we were on our way back, then we threw our stuff in the car, waved goodbye to James, and headed back.

As we drove, Daisy asked me, "So, you think we'll be doing this again sometime?"

I laughed and told her, "Yeah, I think so. Not any time soon, though. My ass is a bit tender this morning."

She giggled and snuggled up to me for the trip home. I drove in silence, thinking about her. What if.....

"Daisy, did you mean what you wrote on the note?" I asked her.

"Huh?" she said, confused.

"The 'love you' part," I said, nervously. I wasn't sure I wanted to ask her this, but I needed to know.

"Of course," she said, playfully. "Aunties always love their nephews."

"But not 'love you' like a boyfriend?" I stammered.

She pulled away from me and gave me a hard look. "I can't love you like a boyfriend," she said, "You're my nephew."

I swallowed nervously. "I think I love you more as Daisy than as Aunt Daisy," I said, the words feeling and sounding clumsy, but exactly how I felt.

She signed, then snuggled up against me again. "Yes, I love you more as Jimmy than my nephew, too," she said quietly. "Dammit, I wanted to keep it as just fun and games. I didn't want you to know how I felt."

"Where do we go from here?" I asked.

Staring at the floorboard of the car, she replied, "I don't know."

The rest of the drive back to Grandma's was in silence.



Mountain Family Lust Ch. 07



Author's note: With the exception of how freakin' hot my real aunt "Daisy" is, this is a work of complete fiction. Of course, the names and locations have been changed on the off chance that any family member of mine may read this. Some chapters also contains some bisexual/gay elements. If that bothers you, dear reader, then merrily skip on to the next story. I won't be offended, I promise.



The days and weeks went by. I spent my days rebuilding the shed and doing other chores that required a bit of strength around the house, and my nights with Daisy or Grandma. 

I amazed myself on how well the shed was turning out. I felt that I could put "handyman" on my resume, if I ever got around to writing one. I figured things out, and only had to call Dad and ask his advice once. Evidently, he'd passed his engineer genes on to me, and I was putting them to good use.

Plus, physical exertion wasn't something I avoided anymore. I was getting stronger. That was a good thing, since taking care of the needs of two horny women required more strength and endurance than most teenagers have.

Nobody needed a job and money was never an issue, since Grandma had gobs of it. Her simple lifestyle, a lifetime of savings, and the income from coal company never left us lacking. If we needed any money, Grandma would disappear into her bedroom and return with as many hundred dollar bills as was necessary. 

When her old truck died, Daisy drove her and I down to the auto dealership. She haggled hard, and I drove her home in a used pickup that was very utilitarian but in great shape. She even had them come out to the house and tow the old truck off. When the salesman pulled out the paperwork to finance it, she scoffed and pulled out a thick wad of $100's. All of use -- Daisy, me, and the salesman -- gawked at how much cash she was carrying around.

We received updates from Dad. The latest word we got was that Mom was going to have to live at an assisted care facility. The medicines that she was taking caused her to be almost a zombie, and there was no way that he could take care of her and still work, even with the help of my two sisters. 

Dad said that he was thinking about moving the family back to Pennsylvania. I had a bit of a panic attack at that, since I had no clue how to break it to him that his sister -- my aunt -- and I were in love, and, yeah, by the way, I'm screwing Grandma whenever she gets an itchy pussy. Which, SURPRISE, was quite frequently. Your mom loves to fuck, Dad.

He soothed my nerves by saying that the company he worked for had a branch in Philadelphia and he could transfer there. It was close enough to Grandma's house that he could come by occasionally, but far enough away that it wouldn't be a regular occurrence. He also said that my sisters were so-so about the idea of moving up there. Peggy wanted to graduate from high school with her friends They were talking about her staying with some friends in Oklahoma City until she graduated, then move up to Philadelphia afterward.

One glorious, beautiful night, it was my turn in Daisy's bed. Laying naked in the bed, she crooked her finger at me and pointed to the bed next to her.

"C'mere, handsome," she said. "I have a surprise for you."

Looking warily in and around the bed, I slowly got into bed with her. 

"What kind of surprise?" I asked. She "surprises" me often. Most often it's something good that was enjoyable as hell, but every once in a while it misfires. The most recent misfire was some tit-clamps that were a bit stronger than she expected. It's hard to maintain an erection when your nipples are screaming in pain.

"One that you've been waiting for," she giggled. "I've been taking birth control pills for a little over a month."

I didn't make the connection. "And..." I said, a questioning look on my face.

She pushed me back on the bed and straddled my waist. "And now, you get to bed me like a man's supposed to bed his woman. I want your big, beautiful dick in my pussy. I want your cum deep in my pussy."

My dick started throbbing at the idea. The first time I fucked her in the ass, I used her pussy juice to lubricate my dick. After that, we used other things, so those brief few seconds when I was in her pussy was the only time it had happened. 

"Are you sure?" I asked. I know how fearful she was about getting pregnant again. 

She nodded. "Very sure." She looked down at me. She was beautiful, but at that particular moment with her pixie face framed by her flowing hair looking down at me with pure love, I could not imagine any woman being more beautiful than her. 

She grabbed my dick and lined it up with her wet pussy lips, then slowly sank down upon it. Both of us groaned in pleasure. Her pussy was incredible...wet and hot and tight. We fit perfectly together, and she rocked back and forth on my dick, the pleasure in her moans echoing off the bedroom walls.

My dick was throbbing as one of my hands slid to her hip, and the other one reached up to find her adorable tits. When my thumb found her nipple, the orgasm hit. It was mind-blowing, earth-shattering. She pumped frantically onto my dick, almost sobbing, and her obvious excitement pushed me over the edge. My dick bucked and throbbed, spraying cum deep where she had said she wanted it.

She slowed her movements, but never stopped. She grabbed my shoulder, pulled, and we rolled over. I laid between her legs, my dick still rock hard. I started fucking her forcefully, the orgasm that I'd just had not reducing the urgency any less.

"Fuck me, Jimmy......Fuck me, baby.....God, I love you.." She moaned.

I obliged with a vengeance. The long wait to actually be in her pussy was over, and we were reaping the benefits. Nothing we'd do so far felt anywhere near as good. Even her velvety mouth paled in comparison.

Daisy had another orgasm, then another. I don't know how long it was between the two, since I had no concept of time or space. All that existed was Daisy.

I felt my second orgasm build and build deep inside me. It was an irresistible force that couldn't be stopped. When it broke, every part of me quivered and shook. It was so all-consuming that I forgot to breathe.

Daisy had a death-grip on my hips, holding me tightly as she ground her pussy against me. Shot after shot of cum exploded out of me, filling her wet pussy. 

I remembered to breathe, gasped, and collapsed on top of her. We both lay there, catching our breath and regaining our sanity.

She stretched happily underneath me, and ran her fingers through my hair. "It was worth the wait for me. Was it worth the wait for you?" she asked.

I made generally positive noises, unable to make coherent sounds. I rolled off of her, reached over and pulled her close to my side. 

Laying her head on my chest, she said, "Love me forever?"

"And beyond." I replied shakily.

She gave a happy little sigh and said, "I love you, honey."

I smiled and kissed the top of her head. "I love you too, baby." We dozed off together.

The next morning, I heard strange sounds coming from outside the bedroom. Moving quickly, but gently so I didn't wake Daisy up, I got out of bed and put my clothes on. I followed the noise to the 

bathroom. 

I knocked on the door, and said, "Grandma? You ok?" 

I heard the sound of the toilet flushing, then the door opened. Grandma stood in her pajamas, her face pale.

"I don't know," she said. "My stomach's been real queasy the last few days, but this is the first time I've thrown up."

I helped her to the living room and sat her on the couch.

"Maybe a stomach bug or the flu?" I asked.

She grimaced. "I don't get sick. Last time I got sick enough to throw up was 1972. Call James, and see if he can get me an appointment with that doctor that Daisy saw."

Confused, I asked, "Wouldn't the doctor in town be a lot quicker?" 

She shook her head. "I wouldn't give that quack a dime of my money. Besides, he's a blabbermouth....that's why he's here in the sticks instead of Pittsburgh or Philadelphia, can't keep his mouth shut about his patient's condition. Just call James and find out how soon his doc can see me."

I called James, who said he'd find out and give us a call back. About ten minutes later, he called back and said that he could get us in that afternoon. Grandma nodded in agreement, and I went to go wake Daisy up.

We drove in silence. Everyone was worried. There was a couple types of cancer that ran in the family, and that was first and foremost on everyone's mind. 

We got to the doctor's office, and Daisy and I waited. James showed up shortly after we arrived, and the three of us worried together.

Eventually, she came out of the exam room with a perplexed look on her face. We all rose, and James said, "Well? What'd he say?"

She looked at me with a blank expression on her face. "I guess I'm not too old after all," she said softly.

"Too old for what?" James said.

Still staring at me with an unfathomable look on her face, she replied, "Too old to get pregnant."



Mountain Family Lust Ch. 08



Author's note: With the exception of how freakin' hot my real aunt "Daisy" is, this is a work of complete fiction. Of course, the names and locations have been changed on the off chance that any family member of mine may read this. Some chapters also contains some bisexual/gay elements. If that bothers you, dear reader, then merrily skip on to the next story. I won't be offended, I promise.



We drove back to Grandma's house in the same heavy silence that we'd drove in before. Nobody brought up the fact that Grandma was pregnant with my child. I had no clue what she was going to do...make the trip to Pittsburgh like she'd made Daisy take years before, or have the baby. The expression on her face was blank when I glanced at her. I couldn't tell what she was thinking.

As soon as we walked in the house, Grandma went into her room. Daisy and I went into the bedroom, and she flopped on her stomach onto the bed.

"Not fair," she mumbled. I sat on the bed next to her, and stroked her back.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

She looked up at me with big teary eyes. "Mom shouldn't be having your baby, I should," she said, her lower lip quivering.

"Wait a minute," I protested. "You said time and time again that you didn't want to get pregnant, remember?"

She nodded, looking away from me. "I know, but it's different now. You know I love you and I know you love me. We're a couple and that changes everything."

I sat in silence for a few minutes, thinking. The thoughts in my mind were fast and furious. First off, I was still in shock that I'd gotten my grandmother pregnant. Second, and just as confusing, my aunt was upset because now she wanted a baby with me.

"She might not even keep the baby," I said, grasping at any thought that might make Daisy feel better. "She had you get an abortion twice, remember?"

She made a noise. "She'll keep it, I know it."

In my mind, I conceded. I would do whatever my beautiful, sexy aunt/girlfriend wanted. "Do you really want a baby?" I said, softly.

She nodded again, not saying a word.

"I guess you better stop taking the birth control pills," I said, leaning over and kissing the top of her head.

Her head spun around and she stared at me with wide, happy eyes. I leaned over again and kissed her lips, my hands running down her body.

As we kissed and fondled each other, our clothes came off. I ended up between her spread legs, licking and sucking her perfect little tits.

She pulled my face up to meet her gaze. "Fuck me, Jimmy," she said, breathlessly. "Give me your seed."

"You're still on the pill," I said.

She slapped my shoulder and giggled. "Mood spoiler! I'm practicing. Now get inside me and do some practicing of your own."

She was dripping wet when my dick slid into her. She was usually that wet when we fucked, so I don't know if the idea of getting pregnant was turning her on more than usual, or if it was just her normal lust. She moaned as my hands found her hips and I slid my length in her until my groin rested against her pussy lips.

As I started sliding myself in and out of her, her hips pushed back up at me. It was slow and gentle at first, the kind of sex reserved for two people desperately in love with each other. She squirmed and moaned underneath me, the feeling of love filling her more than I was.

She urged me faster and harder, talking to me in incoherent moans. Her legs went around me, pulling me deep into her. My own breath was becoming ragged, as much from my need of her as from my exertion.

I slipped my hands down her hips and grabbed her ass. My dick was hard as granite, pulling her up onto me as it slid into her wet, hot depths. I was fucking her hard now, and she was loving every second of it.

My cum shot out of my dick, filling her pussy. Up until now, it was just a result of our rampant sex life. The idea that it now had a new purpose made my orgasm even more intense.

I finally subsided, and slowly lowered myself onto her fully. She put her arms around me and hugged me fiercely.

"I love you," she said. I could hear tears in her voice.

"I love you, too, Daisy," I said, my lips finding hers. The kiss was soul-searing, all the passion we had for each other bursting forth. Dimly, I felt her pussy spasm around my shrinking dick as the kiss pushed her over the edge into orgasm.

I rolled off of her, and laid next to her. She put her head on my shoulder and slowly stroked my chest. We laid there in silence for a while before I spoke.

"Are you sure?" I asked softly.

She knew what I meant. "Yes," she replied quietly. "I want your baby."

I kissed the top of her head and held her. I wanted her to have my baby too. I wasn't sure at first...hell, the idea of Grandma having my baby scared the hell out of me. But, in quiet reflection, I knew for a fact that Daisy and I should become parents.

Daisy broke the spell by saying, "We should go check on Mom." I nodded, and we untangled ourselves from each other. She put on a shirt and panties, and I threw on some shorts, then we went into the living room.

Grandma was still in her room, so Daisy knocked on the door. "Mom?"

From inside the door, Grandma replied, "Come in, Daisy, and bring Jimmy with you."

We walked in, and she was sitting in her knitting chair that was next to her dresser. She told us to sit down. "We need to talk."

We sat down and she looked at us. "I'm going to have this baby," she said.

"You made me get abortions," Daisy said, accusingly. I think that she really didn't want for Grandma to have my baby before she did.

Grandma put up her hand to silence her. "I know," she said. "It makes me a hypocrite, but I don't believe in abortion...at least, not for me. There's a reason that I got pregnant, even if I can't figure out what that reason is."

She continued. "I need to know what your plans are. All this sex...is it just funnin', or are you two serious?"

I spoke up. "It's serious. I love Daisy like there's no tomorrow. I know she's my aunt and I can't be her husband, but I want her to be my wife in fact if not legally." Daisy held my hand and nodded in agreement.

Grandma nodded. "Good," she smiled. "I'm too old to be raising children, so it'd be best if you two raised the child. I'll still be 'Grandma', and the two of you can have all the headaches."

Daisy giggled and jumped up to give Grandma a hug. Grandma hugged her back, then turned to me.

"One condition, though," she warned. "You two live here. I want to be close by, so I think we need to add another house onto this property."

I had no plans on ever leaving the mountain. Daisy was here, my child -- children, if Daisy still wanted to have a baby when the birth control wore off -- was going to be here. I quickly agreed.

Grandma stood up. "Then it's settled. Now, Daisy, you scoot. I need to borrow your man for a while."

Daisy laughed, and skipped out of the bedroom. Grandma practically raped me, her need to be fucked hard obvious. When finally she lay sated on the bed next to me, she patted my leg and told me I was a good boy.

The next day, Daisy and I drove Grandma into town and she made arrangements to have a second house built on the property. Daisy and I got to pick the style and improvements, and Grandma paid cash, as usual.

The months went by, and fall turned to winter. Grandma's pregnancy was getting more and more obvious. Her condition did something to her libido, also...she was ALWAYS horny. I spent more nights in her bed satisfying her than I did in the bed that Daisy and I shared.

Daisy caught quick, once the birth control wore off. She told me happily one morning that the home pregnancy test had come up positive. We celebrated by spending the day in bed.

One Friday, I was out checking on the new house's construction. I saw Uncle James' car pull into the driveway, and I walked over to greet him.

"Hi, James," I said, grinning.

He looked back at me with a worried look. "I hope you're ready for some trouble, Jimmy" he said. "Your dad is on his way. He called me from the airport and he'll be here in a little bit. I have no idea what he's gonna do when he finds out about you and Daisy...and you and Mom."

My heart jumped up into my throat. I knew this day was coming. Dad was going to find out about Grandma AND Daisy being pregnant, and I was the only male around. It was going to be obvious who the father was.

"Oh, shit," I said.

"'Oh, shit' is right," James replied. "That's why I came, I figured you could use some support in your corner."

"Thanks, James," I said, sincerely. I started to walk to the house. "Let's go let Grandma and Daisy know."

Dad got there about a half hour later. To make matters worse, my oldest sister, Peggy, was with him. He saw the new house going up immediately.

"What's this?" He asked, smiling.

"Grandma decided we needed another house on the land," I replied. "Wanna see it?"

I gave Dad and Peggy the nickle tour, then headed back to the house. We walked into the house through the back door. Entering the kitchen, Grandma was at the stove, cooking. As soon as she heard us, she turned around. Her pregnant belly was glaringly visible.

Peggy's and Dad's jaws dropped open. "What the hell? MOM?!?!?" he almost shouted.

She pointed to the kitchen table and told him, "Sit down. We have a lot to talk about."

Sinking slowly into the chair, Dad couldn't get anything out except "But....but....but...." Peggy sat down in the chair next to him, her hands covering her mouth in shock.

Hearing the noise, Daisy and James came into the kitchen. Being much smaller-framed, her pregnancy started showing sooner than Grandma's. Dad gaped at her, then back to Grandma, then back to Daisy. James stood in the corner of the kitchen, arms folded. I think he was ready to restrain Dad if he needed to.

Grandma eased her way into a chair. She was top-heavy from that massive chest to begin with , and the baby didn't help with her center of gravity. "Relax, Gene," she cautioned. "You're going to give yourself a stroke."

"What the hell happened while I was gone?" Dad demanded.

Grandma simply said, "I caught pregnant and Daisy caught pregnant. What does it look like?"

Dad looked confused. He knew there weren't many people around, much less any that would interest Grandma or Daisy. "So...who are the fathers?" he asked.

Unconsciously, both of them glanced at me. I was staring furiously at the table, but glanced up. A complete look of shock was on Dad's face. Peggy's face was a look of mixed shock and amusement. I had always been the "good child", so I imagine she was gloating a bit in her mind.

Dad saw them look at me, and shot to his feet, his chair shooting out behind him and falling over.

"WHAT!?!?!? JIMMY?????" he yelled.

James unfolded his arms and took a step forward, but stopped when he saw Dad wasn't lunging at me.

Grandma gave him a stern look, and pointed a finger at her. "SIT DOWN, Eugene. You're not too old for me to get a switch and tan your hide. Don't look at the boy like that, my condition is MY fault."

Dad was standing there, glaring at me. I should have been afraid for my life, but an image of Grandma, pregnant, chasing my full-grown, bare-assed father around the kitchen with a paddle popped into my mind. I stifled a laugh.

"What's so damn funny?" he yelled angrily.

I related the image that popped into my head to him. He glared at me, then relaxed and chuckled himself. Running his hand across his hair, he said, "Holy shit."

He got his chair and sat back down, and I knew at that moment that the crisis had passed.

"It all started..." I began, being the first to speak. I related the story of how, in his drunken slumber, he had dry humped me, how Grandma had found the cumstain and thought I was gay. I was about to tell him about how Grandma tried to straighten me out, but Grandma cut me off and took over.

She told him about finding James fucking Albert's ass, and how she took them to her bed to straighten them out. "Even if it only straightened ONE of them out," she said, glancing at a smirking James. She told him how she marched me into the bedroom and threatened me with a switch if I didn't have sex with her. "It worked, too," she said, gloating. "He's as straight as an arrow." 

James, bless him, kept a straight face...no pun intended.

She didn't tell him about her and I fucking our brains out three or four times a week since then. She just let him assume that she'd gotten pregnant from that one encounter.

Dad digested that. "OK," he said, "I can understand that. I don't agree with it, and I'm still mad as hell about it, but I can understand it."

"And your condition, Tinkerbell?", he said to Daisy, using her childhood nickname. His eyes begged for a reasonable explanation. Daisy was always dear to him.

"It mainly started because I was horny and there wasn't anyone else around," she said.

I spoke up. "It's 100% my fault, Dad. I've always had the hots for her, and then I discovered that I love her, and she loves me."

Dad gave me an exasperated look. "Of course you love her, she's your aunt."

Daisy's hand crept out and went in mine. "No, not like that, Gene. Husband and wife love, not aunt and nephew love."

He gave her a hard look. "You want this?"

She nodded, scooting her chair closer to mine. My arm went around her protectively.

"So be it," Dad said, sighing deeply. "If everyone here is ok with it, who am I to stand in the way? I still say it's wrong, but I'll accept it."

Grandma smiled. "The new house is for the lovebirds here and the babies, or course. I'm still going to be Grandma, but Jimmy and Daisy are going to do the diaper changes and bottles and raisin'." 

Dad sat there, digesting it all. The silence went on and on. 

Peggy finally spoke up. "This is unreal," she said.

Dad looked at her and gave her a warning glare. "Don't get any ideas, young lady."

But I saw the twinkle in her eye. Dad's warning was too late. Peggy was already getting ideas.



Mountain Family Lust Ch. 09



Author's note: With the exception of how freakin' hot my real aunt "Daisy" is, this is a work of complete fiction. Of course, the names and locations have been changed on the off chance that any family member of mine may read this. Some chapters also contains some bisexual/gay elements. If that bothers you, dear reader, then merrily skip on to the next story. I won't be offended, I promise.



After Dad had accepted that my aunt and I were in love, and that I was the father of both her and Grandma's babies, life continued quite well. The new house was finished and Daisy and I moved into it. Dad and Peggy even helped us move in.

Daisy and Peggy became very close. The two were inseparable when Peggy came to visit and reminded me more of two sixteen year old schoolgirls, always giggling and whispering secrets in each others ear.

Grandma's sex drive lessened as her belly increased. I went from spending three or four nights a week pounding her hungry pussy, to two nights a week, then one. That worked well, since Daisy's libido went the other direction -- the further the pregnancy went along, the hornier she got and the more inventive she got.

Dad finally caught me and Grandma. He was going to start laying in the driveway to my and Daisy's house and had stayed the night at Grandma's while Peggy stayed over at my house. Grandma and I just plain forgot that he was there. There was no possible way that he could miss Grandma's screams of "FUCK ME JIMMY!!" that echoed through the house that night.

When I stumbled out of Grandma's bedroom the next morning to go home, he was in the kitchen.

"Honestly, I don't know whether to be proud of you for your ability to please women or mad at you for having sex with your grandmother," he said, motioning me to sit down at the kitchen table with him. "I thought it only happened once? Or is this a regular thing?"

I gave him a sheepish grin. "It's regular, but Grandma's happy?" I asked, saying the only thing I could think of that might push him more towards the "pleased" category

He chuckled. "I could tell last night. So, what else did you and Grandma and Daisy blithely skip over?"

I figured, "What the hell" and told him everything. How horny Grandma got and how many nights I spent in her bed.....Daisy's bisexuality......that James fed me his dick and fucked me occasionally. He took it all in, then nodded.

"Yeah, this family is definitely going to hell, but I suppose it will be a fun trip," he chuckled.

I noticed that he was squirming a bit uncomfortably in the chair. I got up to get some coffee, walking past him in the process. As I did, I snuck a glance down and saw that he had a hard dick in those pants. I thought to myself, "So, Dad's getting a bit turned on by all this."

I got my coffee and sat back down. I got a bit more brazen, and gave him a few spicy details of mine and Daisy's sex life to get him harder. A plan was forming in my mind.

He looked uncomfortable, and waved his hand at me. "I don't need to know," he said. "Besides, gentlemen don't brag about the exploits."

I gave him a level look. "I don't think that getting my aunt and my grandmother pregnant qualifies me as a gentleman," I said, laughing.

He chuckled back. "Good point."

I asked him, "What about you? Any sex going on in your world?"

"That's not something that a father shares with his son," he said, looking even more uncomfortable.

"C'mon, Dad," I said. "I know how much you love Mom. I'll bet you'll never even look for any kind of relief because of her. I'd even bet that the last time you got off was between my legs that first night I came here."

I could see the shocked look on his face at my deliberate mention of that night. Even knowing it was caused by the alcohol in his system, he was still ashamed of it.

"I plan on staying true to your mother," he said, "until she's better."

To be honest, what happened next was something that surprised even me. James and I started fooling around because it turned Daisy on, and I'll do almost anything to turn my beautiful aunt/wife on. I mean, I enjoyed it...it was very very different from sex with Daisy or Grandma, but it still was exciting and turned me on. However, it hadn't been anything that I went out of my way for.

Still, I got turned on when Dad had drunkenly slid his cock between my legs. Every time I was sucking James' cock or getting my ass fucked by him, my mind turned towards that first night at Grandma's.

I got up and moved over next to him. Kneeling down, I reached out and touched his pants where his cock was straining against them.

"Jimmy..." he started, but didn't try to move my hand or get up.

"I bet you need to get off right now," I said.

He sat there, unmoving, for a few moments. His cock was throbbing in my hand and I began stroking it through his pants.

"This is wrong," he muttered. I noticed, however, that he didn't move away.

"This is family, Dad," I replied. "We're a lusty bunch, and there aren't many taboos that we haven't broken yet, are there?"

He sat for a few seconds, my hand slowly massaging his cock. 

"Not here," he said, glancing towards Grandma's bedroom.

We both got up and moved into mine and Daisy's old room. He stood in the middle of the room while I closed the door. I unzipped his pants, and fished his cock out. It was obvious that he and James were related...their cocks were carbon copies.

Uncle James swore that I was a natural cocksucker, and from Dad's reaction of my mouth sliding over his cock and taking his whole length in one motion, James was probably right. Dad stiffened up and his hands found the back of my head.

I dd the best cocksucking job I possibly could. My mouth was wet and I was really hungry for his cock. I could feel the heat radiate off of his cock as I slid my mouth up and down it. I took his length and tried to get it even deeper in my throat.

My hand found his balls, and I caressed them as slid my mouth off of him and started licking his cockhead. He didn't want that, and pushed his cock back into my mouth. Using his hands to guide my head, he started pumping his cock between my lips.

I smiled inwardly as Dad took over. My hands grabbed the front of his pants for balance...I didn't want to fall over and lose his cock. Dad was grunting softly...I could tell he was close.

I wasn't wrong. Less than a minute after he started fucking my mouth, Dad shoved his cock deep and his cock started spraying his cum down my throat. It was a serious flood...he had months of cum built up in those balls, and his cock happily pumped every last drop into my willing mouth.

He rocked back, almost losing his balance, and his cock popped out of my mouth. I helped steady him as well as I could, being on my knees, then grabbed his cock and licked the drop of cum that pearled there.

"I guess I'm going too," he groaned.

I wiped what cum that escaped my lips, then stood up. "Going where?" I asked, confused.

He stuffed his deflating cock back into his pants. "Going on that trip to hell that this family is on," he muttered.

"C'mon, Dad," I said. "You needed that, and I wanted that. I've been thinking about it since the first day. Well, actually, I've been thinking about your big hard dick in my ass"

He looked at me ruefully. "I don't think it'll come to that," he said.

"You never know," I grinned. "I'm offering if and when you're interested."

As I left Grandma's house and headed home, I marveled at myself. Six months ago, I would never had said anything that brazen to anyone. Now, it came as easily as saying good morning to someone.

As I walked into my house, Daisy was stumbling out of the bedroom. She was wearing a short nightie that ballooned out from her pregnant belly. 

"Morning, sweetie," she said, titling up her prefect face to kiss me.

"Morning, beautiful," I told her, then dropped to my knees in front of her. I kissed her belly and said, "Morning, baby. Can't wait to see you."

She giggled at me, running her fingers through my hair. I started to get up, but noticed that she wasn't wearing panties, and her pussy hair was all matted.

"Playing without me?" I grinned.

"Ummm...." she said, a wicked smile on her face. "Yeah. Peggy spent last night in bed with me."

I stood up. "She DID?" I asked, amazed. 

She put her arms around me and held me close. "Yep, she sure did. She's played with girls before, I'm guessing, and she's got a talented little tongue, even better than you." Seeing my dismay, she laughed at me and continued, "But you've still the most wonderful man on earth, and the most incredible dick I could ever possibly find."

"Flatterer," I said, in mock accusation. "You're just trying to distract me from the fact that my little sister licked your pussy."

"No, I'm trying to distract you from the fact that I was licking your little sister's pussy, too," she giggled. 

I poured her and myself a cup of coffee. 

"Oh," Daisy said with bright eyes. "She wants to fuck your dad, too. Every time she got off, it was 'Oh, Daddy' this and 'Oh, Daddy' that. She tried to deny it, but after I got her worked up again, she admitted it."

I grinned. "She'll have to wait a bit until he recovers."

"Huh?" Daisy asked, confused.

I told her about the conversation with Dad and what happened afterward. I could tell she was getting turned on by my account of sucking my father off. Her small, pointed nipples got harder, and the aroma of turned-on woman started to tickle my nose.

I live for the moments when my sexy aunt and wife gets turned on, and revel in it. She is a petite, beautiful woman, but she transcends to something otherworldly when she's horny. It affects me on a visceral level, and it amazes me each time it happens. 

I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her close. "I love you," I told her, my hands running down her arms, then reaching behind her and grabbing her ass.

"I want you," she moaned, and pushed her groin against mine. Pulling back, her tiny hands flew down and unzipped my pants and pulled my hardening dick out.

I spun her around and leaned her over the kitchen counter. As short as she was, I had to bend my knees to line up my dick with her dripping pussy. It was uncomfortable, but when my dick slid slowly into her, it was well worth it.

Her hands were on the counter, and she turned her head to kiss me as I slowly started thrusting myself in and out of her. 

"Harder," she whimpered. "Faster. I want to cum so bad."

My hands went around her and I took her pert tits in my hands. I know she wanted it rough this time. I grabbed her tits and used them to pull her down onto me, my groin slapping loudly against her smooth asscheeks.

"Yeahhhhhh.....like that......." she groaned, pushing back with every one of my thrusts.

My dick furiously pounded her eager pussy. I could feel the cum build up in my balls, despite the ache in my back forming from the hunched-down position I was in.

"Yes.....baby.......fuck......AHHHHH!" she cried as her pussy contracted and wrenched at my dick. She ground herself back onto me with every wave of her orgasm. 

Her orgasm triggered mine, and my cum exploded out of my dick deep into her pussy. Holding her fiercely, I matched her groan for groan, grunt for grunt.

I could feel our juices slip out of her and run down my balls, and I knew that it was running down the inside of her thighs just as much. We rocked back and forth, feeling our orgasms wind down to leave us shaky and out of breath. She turned her head, and gave me a soul-rending kiss.

I reluctantly pulled my dick from her perfect little pussy, the only act of sex with her that I didn't like. I grabbed a dish towel hanging on the front of the stove, and cleaned us up as well as possible.

As I turned to take the towel to the laundry, I saw Peggy standing there in a long flannel nightgown, holding an empty coffee cup. I have no idea how long she'd been there, but neither Daisy nor I heard her come in.

"Wow, that was intense!" she said, her eyes bright. "But, if you guys are done, could you move? You're between me and the coffee pot."