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Auntsy

By: FEELINGLUCKYPUNK



All characters are adults.

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My name is Sam. I'm almost twenty-one. On the occasion of this story I came home from work and found a note from Mom to go to Aunt Julie's house to help her with a chore. Aunt Julie was doing something or other, needed help, and Mom volunteered me. 

So I got in my truck and drove to Julie's place where she opened the door and led me to the kitchen. There on the floor was a pile of tile boxes, with Julie frustrated at a job that hadn't even begun. She had all the right tools and stuff for the job, but had no clue where to start.

I sat on the floor and read the directions printed on one of the tile boxes while Julie got down there with me, sat close, and chattered away about everything and nothing. To be honest she was a distraction but I kept my mouth shut and tried to focus on the mental math to start the tile in the exact right place. You want it symmetrical.

Julie and my mom are twins, have large tits, and Julie's were close at hand. Julie is not drop dead gorgeous but she has her charms. She's my mom's twin sister but her face hide's her age; she's 40 year's old. Julie is a true BBW. She's a tall woman at 5'10" and 220 pounds, she's a lotta woman. Despite her size she's sexy. Her tits are plentiful and she has a belly, but not lotsa rolls of fat. Her ass is plump and round and full and her legs and thighs are nice and proportional. That is, her boobs and ass carry much of her extra weight. And soon enough she jabbered to me about her BBW status and her failure with men.

"You mind if I ask you something sorta embarrassing?" She smiled. 

"Embarrassing for who?" I laughed. 

"Me, Sweetie. I want your honest male opinion about something." 

Uh, oh, I thought to myself. This can't be good.

"Am I too fat?" 

"Too fat for what?"

"You know, too fat for men to find attractive?"

"Depends on the man, Julie. Some men, especially the brothers, love big girls." 

Julie smiled and said "You're very astute." I cocked my head to the side and she smiled again, "I do get a lot of attention from black men but I'm not attracted to them. Dating black men is something young girls do, not me. Do white guys like big women?"  

"Sure they do...ever heard of BBW's?" 

She acted like she didn't know what I meant. 

"Big Beautiful Women?" She guessed. 

"Lotsa men love um. Have you ever seen the girls I date?"

"Yeah," she replied, "that's why I asked you. In fact, to tell yuh the truth, that's why I called your mom and asked her to send you over here. I can build this dumb thing myself, but I wanted to talk to a man who likes big girls. But the girls I've seen you with were not as big as me," she said. 

"Well, you're tall, too, Julie. But for men like me who like big women, you're a hottie!" I smiled. 

She seemed pleased. But there was more. Her eyes betrayed a warmth. "Yuh really think so? Am I sexy?" 

"Oh, Hell yeah!' I added. 

"Don't flatter an old woman," she said, then shifted position a bit and leaned forward. Her abundant cleavage was more obvious than ever and I was looking down it. She knew it and showed me plenty. 

I felt horny, imagining groping those melons on her chest as I'd wanted to since forever. I looked at her legs and feet, and thought about how the whole package. I had lied to her and did not usually date girls as large as Julie, but she wasn't a girl, she was a sexy woman.

"So, if you were my age, would you find me attractive?" 

"I find you attractive now. And the only reason I haven't 'gone out with a mature woman yet is because I'm young, so most mature women don't mess with boys, not unless they're a teacher!" She laughed but the nervous silence returned. I tried to busy myself with the tile pieces and all, but felt her eyes boring a hole through me. I looked up and the next thing I knew she was looking at the swelling bulge in my jeans. I could not hide it and did not bother to try. She seemed pleased that my body was responding and not just my mouth.

"Well, enough of this," she said, throwing to the floor the instruction sheet she'd held tight. "In honor of you not being jailbait too much longer, how about a cold beer? You are almost 21, aren't you?" 

"Yep," I proudly confirmed it. "Next month I'll be twenty-one and legal. Then I can be turned loose on the cougars of the world." 

"What's a cougar?" she asked. 

"Ahhhh...it's a vulgar term for a mature woman wanting to have sex with a young guy," I explained. 

"Cougar, huh?" she asked for confirmation. 

"Yeah!" 

Julie grinned. 

"This new generation gets right to the point," she smiled. "So, any chance any young guys would find me desirable?" 

I went for it. What's the worst that can happen, I thought to me, get screamed at, thrown out of the house and banished to for life! No big deal. "I think you're one helluva MILF myself," I tossed out, nervous, but too far gone and hopeful to really care. I figured I could claim it was just a 'make my fat old aunt feel nice' comment, but instead Julie took my lead. 

"Me?" she cooed. 

"Yeah Julie, you're hot!" She smiled and it looked like a tear welled up in the corner of her eye. I figured now came the bawling and the 'you're so nice Sam,' but Julie had other things in mind. 

She rose from the floor and I studied her. Her shorts were tight. She had plump thighs and a really nice, bubble butt. Her loose tee-shirt was a couple sizes too large and the neck was old and stretched out so when she leaned over to hand me the beer there was miles of cleavage inches from me. I stared at her tits as she displayed them for me. Seeing my reaction, the one on my face and the one in my jeans, she tossed her line in one last attempt to land her prey.

"If I weren't your aunt, and you were over 21, would you really think I was desirable?" 

In for a penny, in for a pound, I thought, then replied, looking her in the eyes. "Julie, if I ever thought I could have you I'd jump at the chance." 

She smiled. "C'mon, get up. Enough of this nonsense."

I rose, she took my hand in hers, and led me to her bedroom. "I know you get high, so get me stoned. I'm feeling depressed and wanna have some fun." 

I acted innocent.

"Stop it! I'm not dumb. I smoked pot lots when I was young. In fact Bill and I" she said, referring to her ex husband "used to get high nearly every day, but since the divorce I haven't gotten a buzz, and about now I think it's what I want most, besides getting laid." 

I had a joint in my wallet. We sat on her bed next to each other. We giggled and she kept up the sex questions. "So, you like us old women? Is this a common thing?" 

"Sure,. I mean what young guy doesn't want to get naked with a hot mature woman?"

"How about you? You wanna 'get naked' with a hot mature woman?" 

"Oh Hell yes!" 

She smiled at me, took another hit off the joint and said "Why wait?" 

I looked at her and she went dead serious on me. "Have you ever fantasized about me?" She looked at me and studied my reaction to her question.

"I gotta admit I think about you. I mean, You're pretty sexy and I compare you all the time to other girls and women ."

Julie took my hand, looked at me and whispered, "If you want to compare, lemme give yuh something to compare to." 

I looked in her eyes. "So, if I were to just jump on you right now, you wouldn't call the cops?" 

"Why don't yuh try, and we'll see,"

I did. I leaned over and we kissed and it was hot. She took my hands and put them on her tits. "God that feels good," she whispered in my ear as we explored each other's mouths with our tongues, and I kneaded her tits. She felt my cock with her hand. 

"I can't believe I'm doing this. Don't you ever breathe a word to your mom." 

"But I sure am glad it's happening!" 

"Really?" she asked, her hand rubbing my cock through my jeans. 

"Fuck yes, Julie!"

We lay back on the bed and kissed passionately. I grabbed her tits and pulled on them hard and she sighed. She unfastened my belt, unsnapped my jeans, and pulled my zipper down. Then pushed her hand inside my underwear and gripped my fattening cock. "Oh my God, that feels so good," she huffed under her breath. 

She took the lead. "Take off my shirt," she commanded, and I did. Her tits filled her bra. 

"Jesus Julie!' was all I could say.

"Take off my bra, baby."

I unsnapped the four metal stays, one hand mind you, and her tits fell free. Her puckered and swollen nipples were dark and hard and stood an inch tall. I lifted first one tit, then the other, to my mouth. 

She placed one hand on the back of my neck and guided me to the right tit, all the while her left hand pulled at my underwear. I sucked a nipple into my mouth.

While I sucked her nipples, she freed my cock and slid her hand under the bottom side of it, then gently pulled at it. "Goddamn baby, you're quite a big man there." 

I dropped her tits and pushed my jeans and underwear past my hips and slid off my sneakers, letting my pants fall to the floor. I stepped out of them and peeled off my tee-shirt, now totally naked before my hot aunt. She smiled at me. That done, I tugged at her shorts and had her naked in no time.

Her belly was fleshy, but her snatch was pretty, and hairy in just the right amount. I pulled her naked body to me and pressed my mouth against hers, my tongue wanted to stroke her tonsils. Then she pulled me atop her, where I hovered over her and kissed her as she guided my cock into her wet pussy. "Oh yeah baby, fill me up with your cock."

Two shoves did it, our pubic bones were pressed together tight. She squirmed and put her hands on my ass to hold me close. I pulled back then pushed back into her till we touched again.

She gasped for air after a few minutes.

"Had enough?" I wondered.

"No, baby, fuck me," she hissed in my ear and smiled. Julie let go of my ass while I kept the rhythm just right. She soon lifted her tits from the sides of her chest and held each up for me to suck while I pumped her. I licked, nibbled, and sucked on each nipple until she made moaning sounds. 

She moved her head from side to side and closed her eyes as her orgasm took hold. "I'm cumming baby, I'm cumming," she whimpered as she surrendered to the feelings. Her face turned red and her mouth opened from the the pleasure. I pumped her y harder and she came for me and soaked the bed under her ass. My balls felt wet and warm as she did it.

I slowed and she lay under me trying to catch her breath. She still held one tit in each hand and I went back to sucking them. "Bite my nipples honey." I did and she orgasmed again as I kept the rhythm going until she sighed from her second nut.

I lay beside her. "Get on me Julie. I want those tits smacking me in the face." I pulled her onto me, she mounted my cock, and slowly fucked my cock. 

"That's a big cock!" She said as we fucked and talked. 

"Yep, and I have wanted it in you since forever." 

She came again and collapsed onto me. I put my arms around her then moved my hands to her ass, and helped her raise herself up on her palms to dangle her titties in my face. I licked and grabbed each one with my tongue and lips as she swayed them back and forth. 

"I'm gonna cum!" 

"Cum in me honey. Fill me up, baby. I've wanted you to make love to me for a long time sweetie. Give it to me." I grabbed her ass hard, she moaned "Yeah baby, grab my ass," and I began to fill her hot, tight, cunt with cum. She held herself upright on her palms and swayed her tits back and forth in my face as I filled her full.

She slowed her pace and let herself down onto me when I was done. Then we kissed again. "Can you stay here a while?" 

"Sure." 

"I want you to come in my mouth and on my face before you go." 

My cock got hard again.

"I need a drink of water."

I pulled her mouth back to mine and licked her lips and chin before she got out of the bed.

When she was back in bed I lit another joint we smoked together. Somewhere along the way we fell asleep. I awoke with my cock in her mouth. It was dark outside. "Lemme taste your cum."

"I wanna lick your cum off my titties. God, you make me so hot! I can't believe we're doing this "Oh God. Fuck me. Cum on my face honey. Make me feel like the slutty woman I wanna be."

"Get on your knees Julie" She crawled off of me and knelt on the floor by the side of the bed. 

I rose and stood before her. "Jack my cock and suck it." She swallowed me almost to the balls and looked up into my eyes as she sucked and jacked my cock. One hand held onto my ass as my cum built. "Oh fuck, I'm close." She then stood and held her tits up. I took over jacking my cock.

"Cum for me honey. Cum all over me. I wanna taste it and lick it off my fat titties. Wanna see me do that, baby?" 

I jacked my cock until I felt the semen on its way to the head. It felt glorious as I spurted onto Julie's face and dribbled onto her chin. The second shot hit her lips and nose, she opened her mouth wide, looked into my eyes, and said, "That's right, cum all over me!" The next wad hit her cheek, and finally all over her tits. She never let her eyes leave mine.

Done spurting, she swallowed my cock all the way down. I felt her throat muscles massaging the head. Then she let my cock fall from her mouth and held up each tit to lick the cum off it. She sucked each nipple into her mouth. She did the trick with the right titty, too. I lay on the bed where she buried her face back in my crotch and sucked the head of my dick. 

"Mind if I kiss you?"

She was covered with cum. I pulled her to me and kissed her. She then kissed me and got busy cleaning cum from my skin when we were done. My cock got hard again. 

"You own my pussy, if yuh ever want to do this again." She leaned down, kissed me, and whispered, "Baby, as far as I am concerned, I am yours. You can do whatever you want with me or to me whenever you want." 

I pushed her off of me, lay her on her back, opened her legs, and held them in my hands. I sucked her toes and licked the bottoms of her feet. I held her in that position as I pushed my cock in her again. We fucked for several minutes. As her orgasm built she moaned, "Fuck this horny pussy honey. This is your pussy. I have wanted you to have it for so long. Fuck it baby. Fuck Aunt Julie. I want you to know I called your mom and asked her to have you come over here so I could try and seduce you. I have been so horny for you for so long, I just don't think I could take it anymore."

I started to speak.

"Shhhh," she said, holding her finger to her lips as she picked up her phone. She dialed and I sat quietly. "Cathy," she said after my mom answered the phone, "Sammy is still here so yuh don't get worried." 

"Still there, huh? What, is he fucking around and not doing what he's supposed to?" 

Julie looked at me, grinned and raised her eyebrows. "Of course he's fucking around, but he's done everything I needed him to do. I'll send him home as soon as we're done and I feed him. Is that okay?" 

"Sure Julie," mom replied. "Make sure he gets his worthless ass home by then." Mom teased. 

"Will do Sugar," she replied and hung up.

"Now, I think a bath is in order. Wouldn't want yuh to go home smelling like me, now would we? Besides, I'll help wash yuh, and hopefully I won't need to rape yuh before you go." She grinned. 

We got up and went in her bathroom where she filled the large tub with hot water and stuff she added to the water. In the tub she told me about how one night she and my mom came home drunk and found me asleep on the sofa with my cock sticking outta my shorts. "I wanted to put it in my mouth, in front of your mom and God and everbody. I touched it, though, and scared your mom. She made me stop. But before I left I came back and tasted it. Baby I want you to fuck me some more after I suck you hard." 

Then she washed me and dried me and dressed me and sent me home with a passionate kiss. "I meant what I said, I belong to you, now, to use however and whenever you want."

Auntsy Ch. 02



All characters are adults.

*****

I'm Cathy and a 40 year old widowed mother. My son, Sam, is a twenty-one year old handyman here in town. I'm a tall, bbw woman; five foot ten inches, with dark brown hair down to my shoulders, and dark brown eyes. My weight is two-hundred-something. My sister, Julie, is my twin, and we really look alike.

Sam takes after his grandfather, my dad. Sam has coal black hair and stands 6'3". He has a good sense of humor but is kinda reserved around people. Sam's father was a handsome man, and Sam got every bit of that and more. There are only two obvious differences between Sam and his dad. Sam's tall. His dad, on the other hand, was skinny and five-eight. 

The other difference is less obvious to everyone but Julie and me. My late husband, Jim, was a good lover. We enjoyed a good sex life for a long time before a car wreck killed him. Jim's cock was not huge, five inches, but he knew how to use it. Trust me, I never complained, nor did Julie. 

Jim and I never did anything too bizarre, we were never arrested, and I performed just about all of Jim's fantasies; at least the ones he told me about. We even invited Julie into our bed a few times. Jim told me he wanted two women, and Julie and I made his birthday extra special. 

Now, Sam is very different from his dad. I recall how Julie and I noticed the difference from the day Sam was born. We sometimes wondered if he'd grow large enough to carry it but Sam and his gift grew up together. 

One evening a while back, I walked in on Sam in the bathroom, standing with one foot up on the tub, drying himself after his shower. There he was naked, and my eyes went right to the wonder hanging between his legs. Literally! I mean it! It was hanging! I told Julie about it and used the word 'snake'. Sam was bigger than his dad and it was SOFT! 

The thickness grabbed my attention. It hypnotized me. What I saw reminded me of pictures Julie and I saw in a magazines when we were teenagers. The name of the magazine was "WHOPPER". Anyway, Sam saw me checking him out. My mouth musta been wide open. 

But he smiled and kept drying himself. I apologized and left. I then stood outside the bathroom with my hand on the doorknob, shaking my head in amazement, and trying to thyink of other things. 

Being his mother the size of his penis shoulda meant nothing. To be fair to myself, though, I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me. But I knew I wanted his cock, and obsessed about it.

I thought about Sam a lot after that. I sneaked peeks at his package all the time. I blushed when I looked, but I looked. I was embarrassed and afraid I'd be caught. Plus I was ashamed when I looked at Sam in lust. But, the more I resisted my interest in Sam's cock, the more I obsessed about it. Truth be told, many times I wanted to walk in the bathroom to see it. 

One night, I came home from a night out drinking with Julie. Both of us were functionally drunk. We found Sam asleep on the sofa in front of the TV. He was dressed in a T-shirt and baggy shorts. I kneeled down to wake him and send him to bed when I saw his dick sticking out of the shorts. The head looked about the size of a golf ball. Julie came out of the bathroom and saw it, too.

My stomach flip-flopped. I covered my mouth with my fingers to stop a gasp. I felt silly, like a nasty girl, standing there peeking at a boy's privates. But never-the-less, I wanted to see more of it. I looked to make sure he was asleep. I didn't want us to get caught. It would be hard to explain. But I had to look, and Julie hadn't run away, either. I felt my stomach get all jittery as I shifted my attention back to Sam's package. I took a deep breath, to steady myself, and looked. 

I felt myself flush. Julie looked like she wanted to inhale it. I was shocked by my reaction and felt light headed as I seized the opportunity to see it again. All of it. Later I blamed the booze I drank. Whatever, I wanted it. 

I scooted closer to Sam. Most of it was outside the fly but not all, nor his balls. If I was going to see more I needed to open the fly or lift the leg hole. I checked again to make sure he was asleep, bit my bottom lip, and slowly moved a shaky finger towards Sam. I needed a valium to calm me. I carefully hooked my long fingernail in the leg of his shorts and gently, slowly, lifted the fabric. My finger was so close to Sam's dick. I fought my urge to yelp. I think Julie orgasmed from just seeing it.

I moved my head a little to get better light from the table lamp, my hand shook. I glanced at Sam one more time. Still sleeping! 

Much better! There it was! "Jeeezzzz..." I whispered under my breath. I compared Sam to his father. Even soft, Sam was bigger than his father. I saw what looked to be every bit of at least five inches of soft cock. It looked nice and smooth, big and thick, and fat, actually. "And it's not even hard!" I remember thinking,"My son has a fat dick!" I shook my head slowly, part yearning, part pride, lotsa wanting. 

But suddenly Sam grunted and shifted his body. As he turned, I pulled my hand back like he was gunna bite me. And when I did, I touched him. The contact was like an electrical shock. I jumped and collided against Julie. 

What was wrong with me! I was peeking in my son's pants and about to orgasm! I should have run out of the living room and up to my bedroom. Maybe call some kind of 24 hour HELP-LINE or a support group or something. Probably not, they'd lock me up. Anyway, what I thought was, "I touched it!" I stayed there silent and still while Sam slept. 

I felt frozen, staring, for what seemed like forever. As luck would have it, Sam's penis had worked its way out further as he'd shifted positions. It was erect! "He must be dreaming!" My mouth dropped open and I likely stopped breathing for ten or fifteen seconds. I saw almost all of it. It lay over to one side, maybe a little more than 8 inches long and as big around as a banana. 

For a split second, I wanted to make Sam harder and wondered how I could do it. I shook my head trying to shake the thought away. I couldn't believe what I was thinking. Did I really want to see how big my son's dick would get? Did I really want to see my own son's cock fully hard? Then what! I wondered what I might be willing to do to his hard cock. Julie put her head close to Sam like she planned to take him in her mouth. "C'mon," I said to her, and we let the sleeping dog lie. 

Wow! I was suddenly sober as a judge and ashamed of myself for the way I felt. Suppose Sam woke up and found his hard penis sticking out of his shorts and his mother and aunt beside him, drooling. "My God!" I thought. I could never explain something like THAT!

I went to bed and lay in bed until almost dawn with my vibrator, plus I wrestled with my conscience, but I couldn't help it. Images of my father flashed in my mind. The smell of his cologne and bourbon filled my imagination. Memories of secret moments with him made me shiver plus made me warm between my legs, too. I was glad I hadn't had more to drink, and considered what might have happened if I were really drunk. Jimmy {My husband} had been dead for more than two years. I tried to convince myself that maybe these thoughts and actions were a product of loneliness and that I missed Jimmy, but deep down, the more I thought about it, the more I knew somewhere along the line I wanted Sam's cock. I knew Julie wanted it, too. The fact was, I wanted to see Sam with his dick hard, and imagined different scenarios that would get me what I wanted. 

Part of me knew it was forbidden and morally wrong, but I also knew plenty of women and many mothers did it all the time. A hot woman has no conscience. I wondered how soon Julie would get in Sam's pants.

The internet, movies, and tv made me more tolerant and comfortable with the sex I thought about, even accepting, if not embracing them at times. I found, late at night, when I was alone in my bed, these forbidden thoughts and images turned into welcome dreams and lust. At first I tried to suppress them but it was futile effort. I told myself nothing would ever come of such desires, and wondered if my father had similar thoughts. These feelings led to masturbation with intense orgasms. I was obsessed. But I kept my dark fantasies to myself though Julie brought Sam up a lot for a while. 

August 19th, Sam's 21st birthday, it all changed. It was early on a Saturday morning; I had just come in from a night out with Julie and the girls, and figured I'd gather up the dirty clothes and do a load of laundry before I showered and went to bed. Julie was the designated driver and came home with me. I parked Julie in the kitchen and came upstairs to change and collect the clothes. 

I took my clothes off, put on a robe, and went to Sam's bedroom carrying an armload of my dirty clothes. I quietly turned the door knob and went in, hoping not to wake him. But Sam was stretched out on his bed naked. I froze, mid-step. His eyes were open and he looked at me. 

I said, "I came in to get your dirty clothes."

But my real attention was on what was in his hand. I stood there by the door in my robe, an arm full of dirty clothes, my hand still on the doorknob, and watched Sam jacking his cock. 

I was unable to move or speak while I watched him. I knew I should leave but I didn't want to. There was no doubt about my interest this time. He was more than just 'aroused'. He was hard, really hard. And thick.

As I watched his hand gripping his cock, I noticed his fingers didn't encircle or conceal any of it. At least three inches of him stuck out past the top of his hand and at least as much beneath it. "My God it's huge," I thought. I stood there and watched as his hand moved up and down, up and down. I couldn't look away. I felt like I was in a dream. I hadn't seen many dicks in my life but I was no nun, either. And outside of any magazines or the Inter-Net, I had never seen a dick so big on any man. 

When he moved his hand faster, it became clear to me that he wasn't going to last much longer, and I needed to act quickly. But I should have quietly shut the door and left. I should have been thinking about how embarrassed both of us would be later, how awkward it would be, but instead, the fact is I wanted to watch Sam cum. And I wondered how much he would cum. 

Then he moaned something that I never expected to hear. It floored me. 

"You do it," he said, and pulled his hand off his cock. 

Behind me a familiar voice spoke, "Do it, Cathy." It was Julie.

"Oh my God!" I said―out loud―and dropped the dirty clothes to the floor. I was scared out of my mind.

"Mom!!" 

"I'm...I'm so sorry Sam!" I fluttered. I tried to pick up the clothes and leave. I gathered the clothes and stood up just as he swung his feet to the floor. "I was just. . .I came in to get. . . .I thought you'd be. . . ." I stuttered and mumbled nervously as I tried to apologize. He looked up at me. 

"It's OK," he said as I stepped closer. Julie walked over and sat on the side of the bed.

I put my hand on his shoulder and rubbed it a little bit "I'm really sorry I came in Honey," I whispered. "I thought you'd be asleep. I guess wishing you a Happy Birthday would seem kinda silly now, huh?" 

I meant to leave before I said anything stupid but as I reached the door, I stopped and turned, "I'll close the door." 

He looked into his lap and looked at his bulge. "MOM?" 

"What?" 

"Mom!" 

"What?" 

"Stay." 

I wasn't really sure what to say but saw Julie put her hand around Sam and take over.

"I don't know Honey. I'm sorry. I guess, I guess I wanted to watch." I confessed. Now I was the one having a hard time holding eye contact. I had said something I could never take back. 

He cocked his head a little to one side and looked up at me. "You wanted to watch?" His voice was low and full of inquiry. He looked confused. This had certainly taken a turn that I never saw coming. I shrugged my shoulders, tilted my head slightly and shook it 'yes' with tiny little shakes.

"Sorry," I said and shrugged again. It was quiet for a few long seconds. I felt funny and I wondered what he was thinking, what he was feeling. I was afraid of what he might think of me now. 

Then he shook his head "Jeez" as if he couldn't believe it all. I watched as what I thought was a small smile creep onto his face. I was relieved to see it. His eyebrows went up, his bottom lip puffed out a little as he mulled it all over and absorbed it all. I watched, as he finally seemed to get a handle on the moment. "Wow," he said. 

I apologized again and told him I knew that it wasn't right and that I should have left. I just couldn't seem to help it. 

Sam drew his head back, "I don't understand." 

"You don't understand what Sweetie?" 

"I got the idea you wanted to do it to me."

"She does wanna do it to you, doncha Cathy?" Julie spoke again, her head was on the bed, her mouth close to Sam's cock.

"Wow!" I thought. I couldn't believe it had come to this. I thought for a second, looking for the right approach. Realizing that I'd probably said too much already, I knew I shouldn't be telling him this but I just blurted it out anyway. Sometimes I'm surprised that I walk around with enough sense to wipe my own ass. 

"I just want to watch," I told him. I couldn't believe I had confessed such a thing. I had said it out loud and it seemed to make him feel a little better at any rate. 

"Mom?" 

I stopped. I could feel my stomach flip as I turned around, "Yes Honey?" 

Then Sam said something that changed everything. "If you really want, you can watch." 

Julie put Sam's cock in her mouth.

There was another long silence. However, this one was different. This one made me feel all tingly inside. It made me feel―Well―Like I was in high school again and Billy Henson was feeling me up under the bleachers. I was a bit stunned. A few minutes ago, I'd stumbled upon my son jerking off and now―Well―I wasn't exactly sure what was happening. All I really knew was I didn't have to wonder about the size of my son's dick anymore. It was huge and I had told Sam something extremely personal. Before I could stop myself, I blurted out... "Are you saying what I think you're saying, Sam?"

He smiled, "I don't know. What do you THINK I'm saying, Mom?" 

"I think you're ... saying..." I felt my throat tighten. "...That I can watch if I want , or do more." If that wasn't what he'd meant then I was making a big mistake. I wondered how this might change our relationship; whether he was saying what I thought. 

"I guess...yeah, that's what I'm saying." His looked as unsure as I no doubt did. His face flushed with color. "You can watch if you want or do it." He whispered, like someone might overhear. 

Julie stopped sucking Sam and said, "Come join me."

I wasn't sure what to say. I wasn't prepared to just pull up a chair and tell him to go-head although had he suggested it, I would have. 

"I mean it's no big deal, right?" He added quickly, struggling to sound casual. 

I shrugged my shoulders, "Plenty of people do it." I agreed as if we were talking about people taking a shit. We looked at each other for I don't know how long; maybe a second, maybe a minute, but I remember having a hard time breathing. I sighed, long and hard, "Alright then." I was flustered at this turn of events. I nodded . "I guess I'll just take these clothes down to the washer and throw them in the washer." I didn't even think to grab any of his dirty clothes. "Maybe I'll come back up when I'm done." 

The words were out and said before I felt my lips moving. I took one final glance at his crotch. Julie's head covered most of it. At that point I guess I didn't care if he saw me or not. The bulge was still obvious at times. I couldn't help but feel a certain measure of resolve. I knew now without a doubt what was in my son's pajamas. As I reached the doorway, I looked back over my shoulder to see if he was watching me. I pushed his door all the way open. Then I smiled, "I guess maybe I'll see yuh in a bit." I told him like a silly little high school girl. I turned and left for the laundry room. I shook my head and tried to steady my breathing the whole way. "I guess maybe I'll see ya in a bit." echoed in my head. 

Julie moaned, "Better hurry," as she held Sam firm and moved her mouth and tongue around his cock.

I couldn't believe I'd said that. I told myself I must be dreaming as I threw the clothes in the machine. I set the dial to 'WASH' and leaned against the washer as it filled with water. I may or may not have put laundry detergent in. I had other things on my mind. I tried to get a grip on the whole situation. It might have helped to have a few more brain cells on the job. "Is he really going to be fucking Julie if I go back up there?" I asked myself. "Is he actually going to let me do it, too? — I shouldn't go back —Does he actually want me to come back? — I know he does, I heard him when he was jerking off. He was thinking about ME...about me doing it to him. 

The thought made me warm all over. I trembled. The last time I felt like this I was in Billy Stevens' basement after school and he was trying to get me to touch him. I told him I couldn't because I was allergic. I was afraid to go back to Sam's room. Part of me wanted to do the right thing, the moral thing, but I climbed the steps and walked down the hallway to his room. As I approached his doorway, I stopped, breathing sporadically in little, shallow breaths. I was shaky too, unsteady on my feet and yet, at the same time, I was goddamned horny. 

I thought about how everything might change if I stepped through that doorway. "You shouldn't do this, you're his Mom," I told myself but it did nothing to curb my excitement. I felt my body reacting. I felt my robe rubbing against my sensitive nipples. I reached up with my hand and slid my fingertip over one of them. It was hard and clearly visible against the thin material. The feeling between my legs was exciting, like when Jimmy wanted me. "Is this really happening?" I whispered out loud. "Is this what it's finally boiled down to?" I fully expected to wake up in my bed at any moment to find that this was just another dream. 

I hesitated outside Sam's room, biting my fingernail, trying not to feel the way I felt, listening to a soft moan. A wave of lust rolled through me. I felt it between my legs. "You shouldn't do this." I thought to myself. Holy shit! There was no denying it. I hadn't felt like this in years and I missed the feeling. I was terribly aroused and I wanted Sam. I turned the corner and stepped into the room; quietly, my arms folded in front of me, gnawing on my lips, conflicted. He was on his bed naked, his legs slightly apart, his head turned towards me, his eyes on me. My sister was impaled on his cock, moving her ass and bottom up and down on it. She looked like a total slut, riding Sam's cock and moaning and spewing filth from her nasty mouth. 

I watched, tingling all over. I felt like I had a fever; a very high fever. I couldn't pull my eyes away and I didn't want to. Had our entire church congregation come barging into Sam's small room to save me from my sins, I would have weaved my way through the crowd to Sam. It was so erotic and exciting. I felt a deep longing inside. I hadn't felt anything this intense since I couldn't remember when. Julie moaned with all of Sam inside her.

Watching Sam, him knowing I was there in the room, was almost too much for me. I should have been ashamed of myself, I'm his mother, but I was so turned on by it all. Little by little I moved closer to them. The fact that I was watching him fuck Julie didn't deter him. He was hard and Julie was in the grips of lust. 

I moved closer. I wanted to reach out and feel it. I wasn't sure what would happen when I did. I didn't want to ruin it. I didn't want this dream to end abruptly or badly. I didn't want it to end at all. I loved the way I felt, so close, watching. I felt alive. I glanced up to find Sam's eyes open, watching me. My stomach dropped and rolled. My throat tightened. I gave him a shaky smile. He must have seen the turmoil I was in; I suppose I was pretty transparent just standing there like that. It was hard to try and hide what I was feeling. I wasn't really sure I wanted to try. 




Auntsy Ch. 02



I must have looked pretty bad; they stopped and asked me if I was OK. My heart stopped. I said I was and made little nods up and down, like a kid when asked if they want ice cream. I don't think my eyes ever left his cock in Julie's pussy. My sweet boy and my sister were putting on a show for me. I had said I liked to watch, and they let me. I swallowed hard. "Oh my god!" I thought. I sucked in a deep breath. My stomach was filled with butterflies, and my mouth was dry. 

Then, from far away, I heard a low, alluring whisper— "Is this what you wanted?" I could only shake my head. Somewhere along the line my son had gone from shy little boy to my lover. 

"Touch it," Julie said plainly. "You can if you want to."

I did. I really did, but I was afraid. Through all this, I still felt shame. 

"Go ahead," I heard them say together. I stared at it, couldn't move. I tried to pretend that I didn't understand what they meant, what he actually wanted, trying desperately not to cross that line, but the line was so blurry now. I couldn't even be sure I'd actually heard them right. I was simply afraid. Afraid Sam would know I wanted to touch him, and to, to what? I wasn't sure I wanted Sam to know what I thought about; the dreams, what I wanted to do. Even though he lay there now presenting me his oversized cock, I was afraid of what he might think of me if I were to let this go and be the slut I wanted to be. 

"Mom?" It sounded like we were in a giant empty can. And the way my legs felt, that can was tossed around by a rough sea. The sound of his voice echoed in my head. 

"Huh," I answered without taking my eyes off him. 

"Go-head," he reminded me. 

Hopeful ― Encouraging ― Persistent. I moved closer, my eyes glued to them. I slowly sat down on the edge of his bed, my eyes locked on his cock in her. I floated, in awe of everything happening. I looked at it for a long seconds, wondering what had come over me, what had come over us. I bit my lip, softly, anticipating what he would feel like, wondering what he would feel like inside me if it ever happened. 

I struggled with the thoughts but desire quickly overcame me, and I reached for him. For the tiniest second, I thought it was someone else's hand. I couldn't help it. We both gasped as my fingertips touched his slippery meat. I jerked my hand back as if it was too hot to touch. I shot a wide-eyed look at Sam and Julie, as if something unexplainable had just happened and I wondered if they'd seen it too. 

"It's OK," Julie said. 

I looked into his eyes, feeling confused and unsure. I wanted to. I truly did, "But..." I suppose he saw the pleading in my eyes. 

"Mom, it's OK. Go ahead, do it, touch it. No one will know." 

"No one will know", I repeated in my head. The words made me feel naughty, wicked, and excited! I need no more persuading, and touched him again. I let my fingers slide down his shaft and close around him at the base. My long fingers couldn't reach all the way around. His cock was rigid and hot to the touch. As hot as my pussy was. As hot as Julie's pussy felt. A steel rod wrapped in a warm soft blanket. 

"I can't believe this!" I purred. I got more comfortable and let my passion move my hand, feeling, squeezing, and twisting it. Both of them moaned as I put a finger inside her and squeezed Sam 

"You really want me to do this?"

"God yeah, Mom!" 

His cock felt heavy and hard, but soft and smooth at the same time. I felt shocked doing it. After all the time wondering about his dick. I never felt anything quite like it before. I watched my hand on Sam and my finger in Julie. 

"Jesus Sam!" I whispered. "I can't believe I'm doing this."

Julie interrupted me, "Fuck your mom, Sam." She dismounted him and moved away for me to take her place on his cock.

I eased my way up onto the bed, never letting go of him. I heard myself saying, in a shaky voice, something a Mom shouldn't be saying to her son, "Spread your legs a little for me." I clumsily climbed between his legs and quickly guided him in. I sat back, my legs underneath me, moving my bottom Up & down—Up & down... Up & down—Up & down..., slowly but firmly; getting to know it, the shape of it, the feel. I glanced at Sam every few seconds. He looked fascinated and puzzled simultaneously, happily conflicted. 

His eyes moved back and forth between Julie and me. "You're pretty," he said. I blushed and smiled.

"I know. I had no idea that...Well...I just had no idea It's so thick," I cooed. "So big and," I softly trailed off, as if someone might hear me saying such things. I found myself wondering if his girlfriend did this to him. I wondered if he'd found one who could take it and knew what to do. I never had anything like it inside me and doubted there were many girls who would be able to take something like this or even want to try. "So, have you ever, you know?" I whispered. I felt like a little girl, like maybe I should just write him a note and have him circle 'Yes' or 'No'. He looked confused. 

"Ever what?"

"Ever...Fucked anyone with this?" I asked. I think hearing me say it shocked all of us. I felt Sam push into me more. 

"Mom!" I felt his cock pulse. It felt harder if that was possible. 

"Have you?" I persisted as I slowly worked his dick. 

"Yes."

"Who?" 

"Someone you know." He told me as his eyes continued to bounce back and forth from my face to what I was doing to him. 

"Jenny?" 

"Um, huh." I squeezed him a tighter and softly turned my hand as it moved over his cock. Pre-cum oozed from his hole. My fingers slid easily over him. 

"Anyone else?"

"Uh, huh," he said. 

"Who?"

"Me," said Julie. 

"Really?" I asked.

"Really!" Julie confirmed it.

"You're so big!" I whispered as I thought about my sister with him. 

"Is it TOO big?" He asked. 

"For some women I guess." Then he really shocked me. 

"How 'bout you? Is it too big for you?" 

I stopped for a second and gave it some thought. 

"I don't know." I said, just above a whisper. "I've never had anything this big in me." I was a little surprised that I was talking to him so freely. 

"God that feels good, just like I always imagine." 

"You've imagined this?" I knew he had. 

"Yeah, lots of times." 

"Me fucking you?" 

"Uh-huh."

"Anything else?"

I wanted him to tell me he had imagined me doing more. 

I brought my hands to rest on his hips. The muscles in his leg were hard. Sam was firm and in good shape. I rode him hard. I couldn't believe how much I was getting into this. "You're so hard!"

I shouldn't have been surprised at the amount of pleasure I got from doing this. It had been a long, long time since I'd done this. I was long past trying to suppress the feeling, trying to make moral sense of it all, trying to convince myself I shouldn't be doing this. It was wrong. I knew damned well it was wrong. I didn't care. 

"No one will know." I kept telling myself. I let myself really enjoy what I was doing. Fucking Sam was the first 'sexual act' I'd done for some time. My desire was strong now, pure raw lust. The fact Sam was getting so much pleasure from it only excited me more. It made me feel good to give him so much pleasure. Sam was starting to have a hard time lying still. 

"Oh God! I want to cum inside you!" He mumbled as he squirmed around. 

"Cum for him," Julie said.

"You want me to, don't you, Baby?" 

"God yes!" He said to me."This is what I was thinking about... ...before...when you...walked in..." I smiled, loving how his cock felt in me, pleased with his honesty. The longer this went on, the more comfortable we both got, the better it was. "Yuh know..." He started but then fell silent.

"What?" I egged him on but Julie cut him off with her excitement.

"Cum in her, Sam, fill her with your seed," Julie said.

I was getting into it even more now. I was looking forward to making Sam cum and knew it wouldn't be long before I felt it. I was amazed he'd lasted this long. 

"Oh Mom! Mom?" Sam grunted. "Let me cum inside you!" His excitement and enthusiasm made me start to orgasm. I sucked my bottom lip in. Sam didn't know what to do. 

"You gunna cum Baby?" I asked. 

"Oh yeah! God yeah! Don't stop! Please, don't stop! You're gunna make me do it!! I want to cum in you!" Sam cried out as he threw his head back onto the pillow and grabbed at my tits. I was so into the fucking I couldn't remember ever being so excited.

"I'm gunna make him cum!" I said to myself. "He WANTS me to make him cum!" I didn't want to avoid it. "Happy birthday baby," I whispered to him. 

It took less than a minute before I felt his cock pulse and twitch inside me. It felt like his dick was trying to catch its breath. With a few more strokes his cock exploded in me. It was thick and wet, and plentiful. 

It was so thick and gooey. I couldn't take all of it. 

"OH GOD!— OH GOD!— OH GOD! ..." Sam laid stiff as a board on the bed as I finished making him cum. It seemed neither of us had experienced anything quite like this before.

Afterwards. "Let me get cleaned up," I told him with a wet crotch and cum on my robe and on my legs. I remained a little apprehensive but I said it with a smile as the idea of another encounter started to fill my thoughts. I turned and looked at him over my shoulder as I left his room, "I'll leave my door open," I winked at him, " and I'll leave you and Julie alone for a while."

I don't think either one of us was exactly sure how all of that happened so quickly but it seemed to me Sam was certainly OK with the progression of things and obviously interested in doing it again. I was. We got together a lot from then, on.



Aunty and the Sex Club



I arrived home after dropping Andrea off at the Airport; she was going on a hen weekend to Dublin. I had a weekend all to myself for the first time since we had got married 2 years ago and I wanted to get up to some fun.

I flicked on the computer and went through a few of my favourite internet sites, I have done this before and Andrea has found out and gone mad but I had found out a way to hide what I had been looking at. I found a site that had pictures and phone numbers for escorts; some of the girls were so sexy. Blonde hair, brunettes red heads, tall and slim small and toned all different ages and looks.

I found one called Tami and saw she was local so I called her.

"Hello"

"Hi is that Tami?"

"Yes it is how can I help you?"

"I saw an advert for you on a website and I was just after some more information please."

"OK, well I am 5'7 I have long blonde hair, I have an all over tan and am Size 8, 32-26-36. It is £100 for the hour."

"Do you do any extras?"

"Yes I do oral without a condom, water sports, and anal without a condom."

"OK, thanks for your help, are you available this evening?"

"No I am booked up this evening but call tomorrow around 12 ish and I should be available then."

"OK thanks bye." 

"Bye". She said then hung up.

£100 oh my god, that was expensive, although she was so horny and her voice wow. I sat down and turned on the VCR I had my favourite porno in and watched as this black guy with a huge cock was getting sucked off by this young slim blonde girl, as she sucked I wanked and just as the guy blasted his hot cum all over the young girls smiling face, I blew my load into the palm of my hand. As I tried to grab for a tissue the phone rang, I grabbed it with my palm still full of cum.

"Hello"

"Hi, Richard it's your aunty Jackie." 

Let me explain about my auntie, I have always had a thing for her she is about 45 with long curly blonde hair, she is a tall 5'10 and has a gorgeous figure, big tits and the best legs and ass ever. I have had so many wanks over the thought of her I have lost count.

"Hi how are you?"

"Good thanks, is Andrea there?"

"No she's away in Dublin for a hen weekend."

"Oh right, I just wanted to know if she could help us with a holiday."

"I'm sure she could, do you want me to get her to call you when she gets back on Monday?"

"Yes please if you would, so what have you got planned for the weekend then?"

"Oh nothing much, just maybe going into Manchester clubbing."

"Really, I haven't been clubbing for ages Neil just doesn't bother he's so like your dad."

"Why don't you come over then and we'll go out/"

"Erm, are you sure you want me too, I won't ruin your image?"

"No way, it would be great, you could stay over in our spare room and we'll go out to a couple of bars and a club I know. I haven't rung anyone yet about coming out so it would just be us."

"OK yeah, that would be great, what time should I get over for?"

"Whenever, you could get ready here if you want?"

"Sure, I'll get there for about 5 o'clock then."

"Great see you in a while then."

"OK see you in a bit, bye"

"Bye." 

I hung up the phone, now all I could think about was my sexy aunt and me out in Manchester, with her looking hot where I could take her to best show her off. I had been to loads of clubs before but wanted to go somewhere with a super sex charged atmosphere. I though hard and kept coming back to a swingers club that I had been to before, it had a few single guys and girls there but mostly couples and as it was Friday night it was couples only. It was perfect as on the face of it, it was just a club with a bar, dance floor, seating area and pool table. 

Although behind the scenes were 4 rooms each with double beds, 1 room with a window so you could be watched, a Jacuzzi, an orgy room which just had wall to wall mattresses and a room with an little booths these booths had numerous holes so that you can poke your cock through to either get it wanked, sucked or even fucked and not know who was inside or outside.

The club appealed to me and I thought that as it was close to some really good bars that I could get away with going to it and pretending to be amazed at what was inside. 

I was getting impatient until there was a knock at the door after 5, it was my aunt Jackie and she had a broad smile on her face, as she greeted me with a kiss on the cheek and a hug.

"Here let em help you with your bags" I picked up her bag and jacket and began to walk towards the stairs.

"I can't wait for tonight, it is ages since I have been out." She passed me and began to climb the stairs; she was wearing tight leather trousers and her ass looked so fuckable.

"Just to the left." I said and followed her into the spare room.

"Towels on your bed and plug sockets here and here, do you want a drink?"

"Oh yes, I'll have a vodka and tonic please."

"Sure, 1 sec"

When I returned from the kitchen Jackie was sat in the living room with her feet up on the sofa. I handed her the drink and sat down opposite on the chair. She looked terrific dirty blonde curly hair, red full lips, black tight top with her tits pushed up nearly spilling out over the top and her leather pants. She had bare feet and her toe nails were painted bright red like her lips and finger nails, you could see how tanned she was by her feet. We chatted for ages and had a few more drinks I was feeling a bit tipsy by now and I think she was loosening up a little too.

"OK then its 7 now shall we get ready?"

"Sure it shouldn't take me long about 1 hour?"

"Ok then I'll book the taxi for 8.30."

Jackie left the room and went upstairs to get ready; I waited for around half an hour and went up to get ready too. As I passed her room I noticed it was slightly ajar, I peered in and saw Jackie stood next to the bed with one of her feet placed on the bed. She was wearing just a tiny black pair of knickers and was smoothing lotion into her sexy long legs; I felt my cock twitch as I watched. Her back was toward me and I was staring at her smooth back and great firm arse.

I went to the bathroom hopped into the shower and wanked my hard cock fast until I came. I was so relieved and was hungry to see what was in store for tonight. 

At about 8.15 I heard Jackie coming downstairs I looked up to see her stood in the doorway.

"Do I look OK or just like a cheap tart?"

I started at her feet, she had on a pair of black high heels they had one thin strap over her toes and another thin strap round her ankles her nails were still painted bright red. Her long legs were bare and smooth; the dark skin of her tan made them look shiny and perfect. As for her dress it was short and had a fringe on the hem, it was a halter neck top with a cut out bit in the front in the shape of a diamond. Her tits were pushed together and were also tanned.

"Give me a twirl"

She twirled around slowly and it was then I noticed that her dress had no back to it and the top of it was hovering just higher than the top of her ass crack. I swear if she had bent down I would have seen it. 

"Stunning, you look stunning"

"Really? I was hoping you like it"

"Oh I do you have a beautiful figure"

"Thank you"

Just then I heard a blast of a car horn and we made for the taxi, I offered her, her coat but she refused. So here I was a 25-year-old married man going out on the town to a swingers club with my dad's brother's wife. 

We got into the Taxi and I couldn't help but stare at Jackie's legs as she clambered into it. I told the driver where to head for and we were there in a matter of minutes. We went into the first bar and I ordered a couple of red bull and vodkas, it was no 9.30 and the place was heaving full of scantily clad young girls and leering guys.

"I feel so naked in here, and old"

"Never, you look gorgeous and as for old you have had more stares than anyone in here." 

I guided my arm around her waist and mover her closer too me at the bar. I felt her stomach against my side and her tits rubbing against my chest. We laughed and joked for ages and the conversation was getting ruder and ruder as the night went on and as we got more and more drunk.

"Shall we go clubbing now."

"Yes OK I have been told of a club just over the road, this guy at work says it is really fun although it could be crap. We can always leave if it is." 
We walked over the road; I still had my arm around her and felt like we were a couple. We opened the door to the Xanadu club and walked downstairs. We could hear the music coming from the main room as we came to the main desk.

"Hi it's £15 per couple tonight, there are towels through the back and anything goes"

I handed over the money and shot Jackie a worried look, but she was oblivious and just kissed me on the cheek. As we walked into the room I noticed straight away how few people were in, maybe only 15-20 in total but mostly all couples.

We walked over to the bar and Jackie perched on a stool and I ordered the drinks.

"So you hear for the fun?" The barman asked.

"Erm not sure what you mean mate?"

"Is it your first time?"

"Yes it is."

"Well this is how it works at 11 o'clock the guys have to get the towels on and the girls can either stay as they are or strip down to there underwear, there are changing rooms over there. Then anything goes fun all round, you don't have to do anything you don't want to."

"Ok thanks."

"So this is a sex club?" Jackie asked.

"It seems to be, we'll go come on."

"No way I want to see this."

"You can go through now and have a look what we have if you want?" the bartender interjected.

"Thanks" 

We stood and moved through an opening and began our tour, first of all we found a couple of rooms with beds in them with TV's playing hardcore porn. Next we found the Jacuzzi and then the viewing room.

"Oh I want to watch in here later"

"Really, you think you'd like it?"

"Oh yes, I am going to love this it's 6 weeks since I last had sex so watching it would be a real turn on."

At this point my cock was rock hard, we walked back out to the bar and most of the couples were now in either a towel or there underwear, there were a few real stunners but all I could watch was my aunt as she took in the view.

"Are you going to stay like that?"

"No way I'm going to get down to my underwear like the guy said it's only fair."

"But I can tell from your dress that you haven't got a bra on?"

"So." And with that she headed off to the changing room.

I grabbed a towel and made my way back to change, I put my things in a locker and tied my towel around me tightly. I work out often and I think I have a good body and I also have quite a large thick cock so I was worried that while in this towel if I got excited it would show easily. Anyway I decided to get back out there and returned to the bar.

After a couple of minutes Jackie walked out in her shoes and knickers her tits were really firm for her age and her nipples were tight and hard. I had never noticed before but they were really long and very dark. 

"Oh my god, I can't believe you're my aunt"

"I'm not tonight, tonight I'm just a friend."

She took my hand and we walked back towards the viewing room. A young couple occupied it, she was sat on the bed with her tiny hand wrapped around his cock jerking it and licking the end. I looked at Jackie she was staring completely mesmerised by it, so I took my chance.

I moved behind her and cupped her tits in my hands feeling her warm skin, my cock sprang up and I felt it grind into her ass, she arched her back and rubbed it on my cock. My fingers pinched and pulled at her long nipples as we watched the girl wanking the young guys cock very fast until he splashed his cum all over her face. The couple stood up and walked out of the room I imagine to wash up and regain their composure.

"I want to try" Jackie breathed and walked into the room.

I followed my Aunt Jackie into the room and sat on the bed, she knelt down in-between my legs and removed my towel. My cock sprung up she smiled and licked the end a couple of times, her nipples were brushing against my legs as she stroked my hard cock with her nimble fingers up and down. I looked towards the window there were several people watching our show.

"I see we have an audience."

"Well let's give them something to watch then." 

And with her last sentence hanging in the air she put her red lips around my cock and began to bob her head up and down, she pulled back my foreskin and licked all over my cock end. Wanking me low down at the base of my cock whilst sucking me was getting me very close.

"I'm gonna cum Jackie."

"Slow down sweetheart, steady does it."

She got to her feet and slipped off her panties, her pussy was shaven and smooth I reached out and stroked it as I did this she pinched and twisted at her nipples really hard groping them. By now I had one finger inside her and was rubbing her clit with my other hand, she was getting wetter by the second. I looked up at her and she was watching the audience watch her she was really getting off on this. 
"Ok everybody what position do you want to see me get fucked in."

A young girl popped her head in and asked to see her be fucked doggy style. Jackie couldn't wait and knelt down on the floor in front of the window side on, I got in behind her and shoved my fat cock up her.

"Oh yeah, fuck me hard baby."

"MMM oh yeah come on baby use me"

"I'm close Jackie."

"Now you hold on to that cum cause I'm close."

"Oh shit Jackie."

"Yess now cum hunny take it out and shoot over my back you bastard."

I took my cock out and wanked a couple of times I shot all over her back and ass I aimed the last shots right at her bum hole.

"God I was close then baby, shame you couldn't hold on for me."

"Rub your clit bitch." And with that I prodded my finger against her bum, slowly her ass opened up and I slid it right the way in. I fucked her hard and fast with my finger.

"Oh yeah I love my ass abused. MMM god yess fuck, I need this another finger god…"

She came so hard her ass gripping my fingers as she climaxed, and lay in heap on the floor breathless. I stood up and wiped my cock as Jackie got to her feet, she grabbed me and kissed me hard jabbing her tongue right into my mouth. We walked out of the room and back to the bar area.

"This has been the best night of my life. Thank you"

"I loved every minute of it, but do you want it to get better?"

"Yes, oh god yes."

I took her hand and led her to another room inside it was a cubicle like a toilet but in the middle of the room, I showed her to the cubicle and pushed her gently inside and shut the door behind her. She knelt down and looked around her there were five holes cut out of the sides and within a minute three of them had hard thick cocks sticking through it. Then the other two were filled. 

Jackie took hold of cock number 1 it was long and circumcised she wanked it off and held her lips around the end and after a couple of strokes she felt he was going to cum, moved back and felt the cum splash over her nose. She then turned to cock number 2, this was mine and she wanked really fast while bobbing her head. I was getting ready to cum when she stopped and slowly wanked me until I came. It hit her again in the face on her cheek cum was dripping down onto her gorgeous tits. Cock number 3 was small and stubby and was already dripping with pre cum; Jackie swallowed the pre cum and wanked this guy off whilst flicking her tongue over his cock end. He came hard and long spurts on her hair and down her face. 

Jackie then swivelled round to the last two she wanked cock number 4 a long thick cock and stared at cock number 5 it had to be 12 inches long and thick and black. Oh how she wanted that inside her, she swallowed as much as she could cram into her mouth and sucked fast she felt cock number 4 cumming all over her shoulder and hand as she finished wanking him off. 

Cock number 5 was now getting the treatment, she took it out of her mouth and lick up and down the shaft, the cum was dripping all down her as she wiped the black cock all over her face. God she was a slut.

"Make me cum bitch"

As he said that she wanked his cock hard, she knew she was playing but didn't care. She felt his cum building and then as he was going to she moved away and closed her eyes and it hit her all over her face, eyes, nose, mouth and chin everywhere.

Jackie got to her feet and walked out of the cubicle, she smiled at me and began to wipe her face.

"Wait, please one second."

I looked round and this really young slim girl walked forward. She had to be 17 at the most blonde hair in a ponytail very pale.

"Can I lick it off you?"

"Excuse me?" Jackie said.

"Can I lick the cum off your face, please?"

"Yes, please do"

With that the young girl called Jodi, took my aunts head in her hands and bent her forward and began to lick her forehead. She snaked her tongue down to her eyelids and nose and then to her cheeks and chin, kissing her chin and swallowing the lot. I watched, as did a few other people as these two sexy filthy women shared a very horny moment.

"You still have some on your lips can I get that too?"

Without an answer Jodi leaned forward and kissed Jackie very full on you could see her tongue swirl around in her mouth. Jodi pulled away and smiled and moved back out of the room.

"Richard we have to go, if we don't I'll never leave.

We gathered our things together got dressed and left quickly.

"Jackie I have tickets to the Sex Maniacs Ball this year, do you want to go with me?"

"Try and stop me" she said and kissed me full on the mouth. I could taste sweat, cum and Jodi all at once. 

It was heaven. 



Aunty Catches Me on the Rebound



Our family property and farming business is based around a manor house which has been in our family for over two hundred years, at some stage in its life we had lent 70% of it to the military, initially they used it as a hospital then divided it into forty six apartments as officers accommodation, all but four of them are very up market and mostly rented out to business tenants, between £2000 & £15000 per month. There is also a well equipped gym and swimming pool, we have a waiting list so we rarely have an empty apartment. 

My grandparents were keen nudists and encouraged the family to follow suite, which we all do to some degree. When they passed away within two weeks of each other Dad, his two brothers and sister inherited the business, most of us work here and live in the remaining 30%, which consists of 12 suites plus a big kitchen, some offices, dining room, a communal lounge and the grand hall which in typical farming tradition at 33x66ft is 1/20th acre.

I lost my cherry to a girl three years ago, since then I've had six gay relationships, I really think of myself as being gay but the funny thing is: I always missed my partners not having tits to play with and lust after, just like any red blooded straight guy. I suppose it's a bit of a contradiction and therefore label myself as bisexual.

Cutting to the chase, at the age of 22, my latest relationship broke up as the result of yet another row with him, I simply returned home as I had done several times previously but this time it was at 1am and when I found someone sleeping in 'my' bed I headed for the lounge to bunk down on a sofa. Aunty Annie was there feeding her granddaughter and watching a film on TV. She has always been the one to deal with the emotional aspects in the family whereas Mum has always been the skinny girly type, a bit flighty and scatterbrained and forever on a strict diet. In fact Aunty Annie had always been more of a mother to me than my own mother had.

After the baby was returned to bed, I cried on Aunties shoulder, well actually if I'm being honest here I cried on her tits which are massive, massive with a big M and having just seen them being used to feed my niece I soon hugged and kissed them and found myself sucking milk from them till the film finished. At that point she offered to share her bed with me, which I happily accepted and went to sleep with my head snuggled to her shoulder and a hand holding a breast.

I realised it was just getting light, "Sorry Telly (I couldn't say Terry when I was tiny and the name stuck) your hard willy was too irresistible."

I replied with something silly like: "Your welcome," before I was awake, before I realised Aunty Annie was straddling me with my dick inside her. Once I was awake she stepped it up a gear and started grinding her clit hard against me till she came with lots of oo's, ah's and grunting.

"Oh sorry Mum," said a voice from the door, "I didn't realise you had someone here." We both laughed after the door closed!

"Now it's your turn, would you prefer to be in my bum?"

"Just as we are is good for me, you carry on what you were doing," I reached up to play with Aunties big breasts again and a couple of minutes later with more oo's & ah's, Aunty Annie and I came together, "That was awesome Aunty." She leant forwards and laid on me with a breast on each of my shoulders for a kiss which felt delicious.

"Let me go and find out what Beth was after, anyway she needs to know I fed kiddo during the night."

With that Aunty Annie casually left her bedroom stark naked, having committed incest with me, without a mention of it, that was when I realised she had even put a condom on me.

Being honest with myself I have always had a bit of a soft spot for Aunty Annie and had often sat to watch TV with her in various states of undress as we share similar tastes in drama, humour and smut, and as mentioned earlier our whole family have never bothered covering up indoors.

Once I had got over my break up there was a lot of flirting going on, namely from Aunty Annie 52, her daughter Bethany (Beth) 31, Uncle Charles daughter Denise 32 and Uncle Edwards Son Frederick (Fred or Freddy but likes to be called Frederica as he is also gay) 33.

One day while cutting wheat I saw a sheep floating in the lake and called over the radio for assistance, Freddy drove down, when he got there I stripped naked & swam out to the sheep with a rope then he pulled us back, we dumped the ewe in the back of the truck then laid down in the warm sun to dry off.

Beth returned from a shopping trip and seeing us stopped to chat, she is also well endowed, I estimate something like 36F but no one actually knows because she has never owned a single bra. She was dressed like Daisy Duke and lying beside me flirted wildly, teasing me with her tits. In no time I was turned on and sporting my modest hard on, then she knelt astride my legs and gave me a lovely titty fuck. Right on cue the radio squawks into life asking if Freddy has finished as the truck is wanted at the house for another job.

Beth drove off in the truck, leaving me unsatisfied, I started to dress but Freddy stopped me & gave me a blow job 'To finish me off' then left in the car Beth arrived in, I dressed and continued with the wheat.

Later that evening Freddy and his wife Fiona (yes I know he is gay!) were having another of their 'discussions' about their sex lives so I took their two older children outside to play with the rabbits, after a while she came out and stood beside me watching them playing, we chatted about it and she was obviously upset so I put my arm round her shoulder, pulling her closer till her head dropped to my shoulder, "I don't know why I stay with him, we have made love only once in four years."

"Hence you have a four month old baby."

"Yeah... hence."

"Well you know he's gay," I added, "but I don't think he's being seeing anyone, do you?" there was no answer. "He gave me a blow job earlier."

Fiona cut in quickly: "Yes I know, he said..." There was a long pause, "Come on kids time for a bath." They came over as good as gold and we all went indoors.

An hour later I'd helped bathe them and read them a story, they were both in bed asleep. I made myself a large JD & coke and sat in the big lounge looking at the TV guide, Fiona came to find me, took a big slug of my drink, "That was silly, I haven't had a drink since I found I was pregnant, that'll go straight to my milk," then placed her head on my shoulder again and asked: "Should I be worried?

"About a drunken baby?"

"No," thumping my chest, About Freddy and me."

"I think he makes a terrific Dad if that's anything to go by... but I don't know if that's enough to make him a good husband."

"Me neither!"

I kissed the top of her head, left my mouth there, inhaling the faint smell of smoke from a bonfire. We sat like that for ½ hour. Aunty Annie entered the nearly dark room and put the light on, "Oh sorry I didn't realise you're in here, you two ok?" silence, "Should I go?"

"No no, I'm getting worried about Freddy and me."

"Ah," butted in Aunty, "That." She sat the other side of Fiona and placed her arm on the back of the sofa, behind Fiona and me. "He makes a great dad, but as you're not getting any why don't you find yourself a bloke and have an affair? The solution sounds too simple to me."

Fiona turned quickly to Aunty, "You reckon, how would that go down though?"

"Oh Fi, we all know the score, he's as bent as a nine bob note, sorry Terry, and personally I'm surprised you're still together. Everyone here wants to see you and Freddy happy, go find someone to tickle your fancy and let Freddy do the same, you don't have to divorce or anything."

Auntie's phone rang: "Hello... yes... which one... I'll sort it ... OK that should fine." She pressed the red button, "So missy now what was I was saying?"

"Have an affair."

"Hmm, that's right... Erm that was 2F, reckons he's just put the light on in the hall, it flashed very bright and all his lights have gone off except the bathroom, could you have a look please Terry?"

"I'll go too." Said Fiona rather too enthusiastically.

"I thought you might want to!" Aunty had a glint in her eye, "And where is the fuse box for 2F?"

"2D." Fiona and I said in unison.

"And who is staying in 2D at the moment? No don't answer that Fi, I've seen the looks you have been swapping with the new guy in Donaldson's flat!" This had all passed me by; in fact I don't think I had seen the tenant.

"Does look good though doesn't he?" Said Fiona blushing.

I stood, "Aunty scrolled through the phones directory and waited for an answer, "Good evening, I'm sorry to disturb you this is Annie from the office... your neighbours lights have gone off and it sound as if they have tripped a breaker... oh good, would it be OK if we... thank you very much." She put the phone down, "Hold your horses, 2D's in the bath so he's expecting us in 20 minutes," I sat down. "I suggest you have a quick bath yourself young lady." Fiona upped and left like a ferret up a drain pipe.

20 minutes later Fiona had showered and dressed in a short red skirt and white T shirt with no bra and we were standing outside 2D & 2F, she looked nervous and before we knocked she misquoted from Captain Oates: "I'm just going inside and I may be some time." Both doors were opened simultaneously, I heard the very enthusiastic invitation 'oh hi come in come in' from 2D, she entered quickly and the door closed behind her. I entered 2F and the lights came on but not the hall so I unscrewed the glass shade to remove the dead bulb, replaced with a new one from the store cupboard by the stairs, checked it then replaced the shade after wiping it out...

"OK Aunty that's done, I've put it in the diary, where's Fi?"

"Not with you?"

"No'o, you don't think...?" I shrugged my shoulder and raised my hands at waist level in a questioning gesture. We sat and chatted for about an hour then Fiona returned with a Cheshire cat grin on her face and nipples poking out like they were trying to disassociate themselves from her body, she sat between us on the sofa. "So?"

"So nothing."

Really?" Said I. Fiona blushed.

"Nothing? Said Aunty, "you've been gone an hour."

"He was making coffee."

Aunty gave a nipple a little twist, "Well missy these don't get to look like this on their own... and T shirts don't turn themselves inside out, either!"

"Oops busted. Well I've found he's a tit man and likes breast milk!" clenching her fist and pulling down, "Bring it on."

"And what else?"

"No that's all."

"And how do you feel now?"

"Alive Aunty, alive."

"Good girl, now go lay with your husband and tell me in the morning how you feel."

"Thanks for understanding, oh by the way if I need to can I rely on you to feed Finlay if I run out of milk?"

"Of course," with a nod. Fiona left the room still with the Cheshire cat grin. As soon as she had left Aunty and I looked at each other, our chins dropped, "That was a bit quicker than I expected!"

"Me too Aunty, me too. Now talking of milk," I started undoing her clothes and suckled till I felt my tummy filling. "How about a fuck too?" Aunty stood and held out her hand.

We showered together, she collapsed star shaped backwards onto her bed, I lifted her legs to the vertical and planted my mouth over her magic flower, sucking on the clit, and her lips then licked up and down a few times and jabbed my tongue in and out rapidly. "Come and fuck me Telly." I ignored her and continued licking then put one leg down so I could use fingers on Aunties pussy too, sometimes on her clit and some time inside her. When her other leg became too heavy to hold up I lowered that too and it settled over my shoulder which meant I had two hands to play. 

I felt her getting very wet and introduced more fingers till I had my whole hand inside Aunty, she was getting very worked up and I saw her nipples started leaking so cleaned them with my mouth and suckled some more. All of a sudden she had a massive orgasm and forced my hand out of her pussy as she contracted during a spasm.

"Put a condom on and fuck me will you? I need to feel you inside me now." I did as she said and moved on top of her, finding myself in an unexpectedly loose orifice I knelt up and lifted her legs again and holding them tight together found her loose hole became much tighter again and I humped comfortably, her legs were getting heavy again so laid them over my shoulders which means I was able to hold and caress her breasts and her clitoris. She closed her eyes and started with her oo's and ah's again which spurred me on, I filled the condom with a dozen or so spurts and somewhere in the middle of that Aunty Annie got very tense, squeezing her legs together, hurting my neck but most important having another of her big orgasms, the result of which she straightened her body which lifted her bum high and off my cock, I finished her off with more rubbing of her pussy lips and clit.

I felt hands each side of my waist and some big breasts against my back, that and the sound of Beths voice shocked me: "I heard the noise and came to check on you Mum... Sorry I didn't know you two were doing things together... It looked like you both enjoyed it... I certainly enjoyed watching."

"Get out will you, cant I have any privacy here?"

"Sorry Mum, see you in the morning... night night." Followed by the sound of the door closing.

"Sorry about that, she is not used to her mum having a life."

"No... I'm not used to performing to spectators either... I love the way you come, I think you're really enjoying this."

"Oh yes, oh yes, I haven't had a partner in 5 years since hubby died, but he never lasted as long as you so I've never had time for these sort of sensations."

"Glad to be of service mam," lifting my head in a boasting attitude, "Glad you like."

"Welcome home Telly, now put me down so I can have a piss."

"Sure thing mam," in my best Elvis impression and saluting, "Sure thing." We both went to the toilet and cleaned up, where I disposed of the condom then returned to bed snuggled together and woke at 6:30am.

"Mmm'mm, sleep well?"

"I remember snuggling together and waking in the same position but that was is it, how about you?"

I'd quite forgotten what it's like to sleep and wake with someone, this bed feels so big on my own, you're welcome to share it anytime you like, did I say welcome home Telly?"

We both sat up propped on pillows against the headboard, "Nice to be home Aunty Annie, feeling hungry?"

"Hungry for what,? that is the question."

"Breakfast, what else?"

Aunty reached out to my cock, "This for a start, though I'm not so sure about the ring, has it ever caused any problems?"

"No it was sore for a few weeks but ever since it's felt really good, if you don't like it I can take it out if you want."

"It's the first piercing I have come across except ears, I guess I'll get used to it." By now she had worked me to full erection, said "I need your cock inside me," slipped a condom on me and mounted me, my head was buried deep between her massive breasts. In no time at all she had a little orgasm truncated only because I filled the condom and the need for a pee prevented me from letting her go any further. We both used the bathroom and went to the kitchen to find a number of people there in various states of dress and differing stages in their breakfasts.

The main topic of conversation seemed to be the approval of Fiona's actions last night, Freddy was very quiet though. The topic soon changed when Beth asked Aunty Annie if she enjoyed last night too, we both went red and there seemed to be a lot less approval for us, even more so when Mum came in and found out what's happened.

I spent most of the day cleaning out drainage ditches with a little Kubota digger and Uncle Edward driving a tractor and trailer getting rid of the spoil, Denise brought us lunch and the three of us sat in the warm sun to eat.

I should perhaps describe Denise at this point, she is a big girl at 6ft and has made herself into the spitting image of Penelope Cruz, when she is dressed up to go out she turns heads wherever she goes, at home without all the posh clothes and make up she becomes a real tomboy and would be the first of us to pull an engine apart, she will happily drive around all day in any of the vehicles we have and for a while she was part of a banger racing team which used one of our barns and fields. Like Beth she will be out there dressed like Daisy Duke but unlike Beth she always wears a substantial bra with loads of uplift and mega cleavage.

The conversation soon turned to Uncle Edwards Daughter Fiona and I was pleasantly surprised at his acceptance of the situation, however the subject of my relationship with Aunty Annie was met with less than complimentary comments which I had to fend off but was unable to defend and I was glad that Denise started asking about the recent modifications to the trailers tipping mechanism and whether the hydraulic ram was long enough. After lunch the rest of the days work went well and we packed away by 4:30.

I showered and went into town to meet up with some friends for a drink and told them the situation, their reactions were all along the lines of 'go for it but be careful' which cheered me up a bit.

By the time I took a taxi home I was quite drunk and feeling hungry, the only person still up was Beth feeding her baby. I made us both a cheese sandwich and I sat with them.

"Good evening?"

"Good, yes ta. Hadn't seen two of them for two years, they'd been away on a gap year, or two, hah."

"Where'd they go?"

"South... Oz, New Zealand, South America, South Africa... South."

"OK, sweet... Tell me, how pissed are you?"

"Fairly, six or seven beers and a dozen or so shots, why?"

"Need to talk about this thing with you and Mum."

"Yeah, maybe not tonight babe, I think I'm too far gone for that

"Look Terry, Mum has been quite low since Dad died, that's the main reason I let her feed Berni as much as she does, but she's on such a high at the moment since you've been back, it's great to see her like this but I'll be honest with you, I'm scared she will get hurt."

"If it's the truth we're looking for, I'm scared too for all sorts of reasons but tonight I'm pissed and mostly I'm scared of saying the wrong thing, right now I think you've got fucking gorgeous tits and I think I need to go to bed." The next I was aware of was waking at 4:15 still on the sofa with a pillow and a duvet. I went for a pee and returned to the warm duvet.

I was awoken at 8:30 by Dad bringing me a coffee "Terry we need to have a chat."

"Yep ok Dad, everyone wants a chat with me but can we wait till the room has stopped swimming around please, any idea what I'm supposed to be doing this morning?"

"Long field Ditches with Eddy."

"Oh shit!"

"Don't worry Denise has already gone out with him, you know how she likes the feel of the Fordson between her legs!"

We both went to the kitchen and found plenty of fried food keeping warm "Oh good, I'm starving." and tucked in.

"Now I need to talk to you about Annie."

"Sorry Dad not now, a bit later when I've lost this hangover, yeah?"

"Sure thing."

I spent the day doing little odd jobs around the place and was feeling quite pleased with how much I was achieving, especially the corn blower in the grain store which has been causing problems for several years. After lunch I resumed the chat with Beth and as always enjoyed seeing her ample tits. "One of the things that scares me is that I have spent the last three years fucking with other guys and now end up in my Aunties bed, it's confusing the hell out of me."

"Now on that subject, is it unreasonable of me to ask if you practise safe sex?"




Aunty Catches Me on the Rebound



"Perfectly reasonable, yes it's always been with a condom, I assume you think I should go for tests?"

Beth sighed, "Would you?"

"No worries," I looked on the internet and phoned for an appointment at the local clinic for the following day. "Eezy peezy."

"Thanks Terry, I didn't expect it to be that easy, thanks."

Later I found Dad and Aunty Annie in the middle of a slightly heated chat about me, I joined in and basically promised to break it off until at least after the test results. A week later I received a letter but instead of the results I was asked to return for tests due to some sort of error. 

I felt very nervous waiting a further two weeks for the results to arrive but the relief reading the negative results was an absolute joy, as were the hugs from Aunty Annie and Beth, others reactions were much more neutral but the one which really tugged at my heart was Dad who told me to grow up and find a nice girl to marry, I shouted "You mean just like Freddy!" and stormed off to get drunk.

Beth walked into the pub as I was finishing my first drink and joined me for my second. "Terry I need you to think very hard, why do you think I am not trying to stop you sleep with Mum?"

I thought hard, "No idea, jealousy maybe."

"No don't be daft, think hard about the family features, Mum, your Dad, Charles, Edward, what do they look like?"

"Peas in a pod, and your point?"

What do your sister, me, Barry, Freddy, Denise have in common?"

I laughed a little, "Family nose."

"And all our children?"

"Oh yes the family nose, ha ha. I reckon I'm the lucky one there, got Mums nose through and through."

"And how about the families brown hair?"

"What about it?"

"Oh come on Terry think, every single one of us has brown hair, verging on ginger, you're Mums blonde, nearly white in the summer. Where do you think your colour has come from? Ginger plus blond does not equal black!"

Someone dropped a metal tray "Shit that was a loud penny dropping. What the fuck are we saying here?"

"Do you know your blood group?"

"B."

"Mum's group A, I think they all are, do you know your Mums?"

I picked up my phone "Mum what blood group are you? it's O," looking at Beth, "do you know Dads group," looking at Beth, "it's A. I'll be home soon, we need to talk... well I think there is something to talk about, see you in a few minutes." I cancelled the call and the tears streamed down my face.

Beth hugged me hard and I heard Beth on the phone over my shoulder, "Uncle Edward, I'm with Terry, I need to ask someone a delicate question... is it that obvious... thanks we'll be home soon."

Beth wiped my eyes with a tissue "Come on Telly, we've got some things to sort out."

*****

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Aunty Fucking Mame Ch. 1



"Come right in, Jefferey. My! You're right on time! I'm afraid I'm running a bit late. Excuse my getup, but I had to press my dress after I had already gotten dolled up for my date. Help yourself to whatever's in the fridge while I finish getting ready."

My mother's hot sister kept droning on about this and that, yada yada yada, while walking back away from me toward the ironing board set up in the family room. When you're almost nineteen, you've seen a lot of women iron clothes, maybe, but in my case, this was the first time I saw one do it in a garter belt and tiny little lace bra. Things started getting hard right away.

"Well, don't just stand there. Go on into the kitchen. I'll be in as soon as I get the wrinkles out of this dress. My date is supposed to meet me at the restaurant and I'm already running late. Bet your mom would shit if she saw me giving you a glimpse of the good stuff, huh?"

"You got that right!" I tried to wriggle around somehow to find a way for my rock hard prick to fit in my jeans, but it was a losing battle. I've always had a crush on my Auntie Mame and dreamed many times of fucking the shit out of her, but it has always been a dream. For the past few years, she has been living in Paris, so we hadn't seen each other since I grew up. She had just moved back to town and I had been volunteered to help her around the house while she was getting settled.

"It's awfully nice of you to help me out like this, dear.", she called from the other room. "I know it's very rude of me to run out on you. You're so sweet to let your mother tell you to come help an old lady with her problems. I had meant to be here to show you what needs to be done, and help with it, but an old flame found out I was back in town and wants to see me right away. If he can still do it like he did before, I'll be walking funny when I come home."

I guess my ears must have lit up, listening to a woman talk so frankly. I had heard a few girls with nasty mouths, but most of them were only trying to see if they could shock someone. My aunt was obviously accustomed to speaking her mind.

"Oh! Did I embarrass you? I'm so sorry. I'll have to remember that old ladies aren't supposed to talk that way around young boys in this country."

"Yeah, maybe a little, but I liked it. Besides, you're not old. You seem pretty young to me. Maybe it's because you act more like the people I know than like my parents. Mom would never say anything sexy around me and I think I'm pretty well grown up."

"Well, your mom and I don't quite see eye to eye on some things. She has never been comfortable around the subject of sex and I am."

She came prancing into the kitchen in her high heels and garter belt, holding the dress.

"Be a dear, Jefferey, and help me with this. I don't want to wrinkle it again. Can you hold the dress for me while I step into it, please?"

Since I never deny a reasonable request, I stood as erect as possible, considering the erection in my jeans, and held the dress for her.

"Now zip me up and tell me if you think I should wear the bra with it, or not?"

I guess I must have looked like a deer caught in her headlights. Not that I remember details, but I strongly suspect that my jaw was dragging the floor at this point.

"See. Take a good look as I turn around, then unzip me and take off my bra. Then we can see which is better. This doesn't bother you, does it?"

"I don't mind a bit, Auntie Mame", I managed to choke out as her zipper slid down. Bras have always been a challenge for me, but usually because the one I'm trying to unhook is behind the girl, in the dark, and I've never seen it before and am terrified that she will change her mind if I don't flick the sucker off right away. This one was in bright daylight, right in front of my eyes. I unhooked it like a pro."

"Thanks, Jefferey. Now watch when I bend over to see if too much tit shows. I always forget how uptight people are around here and if I'm going to live here a while, I have to act like I'm not too different from them. What do you think?"

"I think that guy is pretty lucky."

"Oh, you're so sweet to try to cheer me up, but what about the bra. Is it better with or without?"

Since I wasn't the lucky guy she was dressing for, it only hurt a little for me to tell her the truth. "As much as I like it better without, I think you better wear it. You look so hot without it that a lot of people around here would be offended."

"Doesn't it offend you?"

"Heck no! I like your tits, err, I mean."

"That's all right, dear. I'm accustomed to people being able to speak their minds. I could tell you like my tits by the size of that wad in your jeans. You better take care of that pretty soon or it will explode. Just make yourself at home, here. If you would be a dear and clean the pool for me, that would be great. I've been looking forward to a good swim, but haven't wanted to use the pool until it has been cleaned. I think everything's in the pool house."

I was still hung up on her talking about me taking care of my erection, but caught the drift of what she was saying and mumbled something.

"If all goes well, we'll be busy all afternoon, if you know what I mean". She gave me a lewd wink. 

"Bye. Have a nice time." I waved at her saucy ass as she pranced out the door to the garage. It made me wonder if she was really related to my mother when she flipped her skirt up and flashed her ass cheeks at me as she went out the door.

The first thing I did after she drove away was to go into her laundry room and find a pair of her soiled panties. My prick was aching so bad for release I didn't really need any extra stimulation, but she had got me so hot that I wanted some way to help me visualize it was my aunt I was fucking instead of my fist. As you might expect, given my age and the amount of titillation she had hit me with, it wasn't very long at all until great, huge ropes of cum started blasting out of my balls, soaking her panties that were tightly wrapped around my pistoning fist.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!", I shouted, wishing that she was still there, instead of just her panties. It seemed like my balls were never going to stop pouring cum. Her panties were a soggy mess. I threw them back into the hamper and headed out to the pool.

She was right. The pool definitely needed cleaning. I got right into it and soon had it in pretty good shape, but it was hot, sweaty, work. By the time I finished, I really wanted to hop in, but I hadn't brought a suit with me.

"Oh, what the hell!", I exclaimed, dropping my jeans. The pool area was very private, with no neighbors to look over the fence, and she had said she would be fucking her brains out all afternoon, so I dove in bare-assed.

The water felt great! This was my first time skinny dipping and it seemed to intensify the pleasure of the water on my skin, to be able to swim with my cock hanging free.

In just a few minutes of this, said cock was coming back to life very quickly. I was all alone back here and there was no one to stop me, so I laid back on one of the pool lounges, closed my eyes and started whipping that monster into submission. Visions of my Aunt Mame riding me kept flipping through my fevered imagination.

I was right on the verge of blowing a load all the way across the pool when I heard a soft voice.

"Oh, my! It's even bigger than I hoped."

"Oh shit!" My eyes flew open and there stood Aunt Mame, looking down at me, with her hand caught between her thighs. "Uh, sorry bout that, Aunt Mame. You said I should take care of it, but it just won't stay down." I was still idly stroking a half hard, wondering if I had to stop or what, but the sight of my aunt's hand rubbing her crotch gave me some hope.

"That sonofabitch flaked out on me! When we got to the motel, all he could get up was his dander. I'm so fucking horny I could screw a goat. Don't let me stop you, hon. It looked like you were having fun. Mind if I join you?" 

"Are you kidding?" My shaft swelled to twice the normal size as my beautiful young aunt stripped her expensive Paris frock off and threw it on the pool deck.

"Well, here we go again", she muttered. "Right back where we started. I'm in my underwear and you've got a hard-on. What else is new? Sorry, Jefferey, I had my heart set on a good fuck this afternoon and the sonofabitch couldn't get it up. Too bad he wasn't hung like you. How about taking my bra off again, will you? This time, I know how to dress for the occasion. Don't need these panties any more, either, but I'll keep the stockings and garter belt if it's ok with you. Makes me feel sexier."

"Damn, Aunt Mame! You're going to give me a heart attack. You look so damn sexy. I never had anyone do this with me before."

"Oh, you poor baby. You just sit back and relax and stroke that flagpole you're holding. I'll sit over here and tickle my fancy a bit. Maybe it will give you some inspiration."

My mom's younger daughter sat three feet away from me and watched hungrily as I stroked my big chunk of meat. I watched just as hungrily as she spread her legs to either side of the pool chair and began to tease the juice from her pink pearl.

"Oh shit, Auntie Mame! Here it goes!" I closed my eyes and pumped away. I imagined huge columns of cum blasting skyward like a giant rocket and kept pumping until my balls stopped quivering. When I finally opened my eyes, my aunt was still quivering. Her hand was trapped between her thighs, that were convulsively clenching it. A few gobs of my cum had landed on her belly and she was rubbing them into her navel with her other hand.

"Hey! Who's up for some ice cream?", she managed to croak, after a few minutes.

She led me into her kitchen, still dressed only in high heels, stockings and a garter belt. Her hand was wrapped firmly around my prick, as if I might get lost without her guidance.

"You sit right down and I'll get it", she commanded.

I didn't mind at all. I sat down and watched her firm ass as she bent over and rummaged in the low level freezer for the ice cream. Her swaying tits brushed against the freezer door, causing her nipples to extend even further.

"Sorry, we don't have any cherry. We lost it long ago." She giggled like one of my school friends.

"Aunty Mame, I don't miss your cherry one bit", I assured her as she plopped down beside me and we attacked out ice cream together.

"Does it bother you for me to be so comfortable with sexual things and to sit here naked eating ice cream with you?"

"I can't say I'm not bothered," I replied, "but it's a nice kind of bother. I wish I could be bothered like this all the time."

"Why? Doesn't a big, good looking boy like you get all the pussy he wants from these girls around here?"

"No way! I've only gotten laid a couple of times. The girls I want don't want me and the girls who will fuck don't appeal to me. Is it ok if I say 'fuck'?"

"You can say anything you like. You're an adult and you can choose what you want to say. If I don't like something you do, I'll tell you, and you can decide if it's more important to you to please me or to go on doing what you wanted to do. If you do, then I have to decide if I want to put up with it. Ok?"

"Wow! Sounds good to me. Mom gets all bent out of shape if I even say 'shit' around the house."

"Your mom is a fine woman, but she has never learned how to live her own life and not worry too much about the peckerheads around here. If most people in this town could see us now, half of them would be sharpening the stake and the other half would be rounding up firewood. That's why I've been living in Paris."

"I thought you just liked it." My eyes just wouldn't leave her luscious tits that were swinging so firmly in front of my face.

"I do. I truly love Paris. Paris is an unbelievable place. The first time I went up to the top of the Eiffel Tower and looked out at that magnificent city, I remarked to myself that Paris truly is the center of the universe. Want to see one of the things I learned there?"

"Sure!" Anything she wanted to share with me concerning Parisian lifestyles was way up on my list of things that were ok.

"Put a big bite of ice cream in your mouth and hold it on your tongue till it gets numb. Ok?"

"Sure." This was beginning to sound as good as I had hoped it might be.

"Is your tongue frozen yet?"

I nodded, with the beginnings of tears in my eyes from the pain.

"Ok, now swallow as much of my tit as you can get in your mouth, but don't swallow the ice cream. Hold the rest of it against my nipple till it all melts."

As in a dream, I followed her instructions. Following them was never in doubt. We sat silently on the vinyl chairs, in our glorious nudity as the ice cream slowly melted and ran down my throat.

"Is it all gone?", she asked.

"Uh, hunh", I nodded.

"Now lick me clean and do the other one."

No problem. I licked, I sucked, I slobbered all over her frozen, rigid nipple before reaching for my spoon to repeat the process with Miss Right. Miss Left was bright red and still glistened from my "cleaning".

If anything, Miss Right was even better than Miss Left. My aunt had her head thrown back, eyes closed, as she luxuriated in the sensations. This time it wasn't necessary to tell me to clean up after myself.

When she was as clean as she was likely to get from that method, Aunt Mame roused. "Can you guess what comes next?", she asked as she packed her mouth with ice cream.

"Oh, I do hope so." I nearly knocked the table over in my haste to get up and lie back on it. My dreams were blown away by the reality of what came next. Her mouth full of freezing cream was rammed all the way to the root of the problem. I had heard of women who could deep throat a guy, but this was my first time. Hell, this was my first blow job, too, but I thought I might grow to like them. It felt like I had grown a foot already.

I came the first time, just from the thought of what was happening. The second time took a little longer, but not much, when she rammed a finger up my ass that she had been resting in the ice cream till it was cold enough.

The third and fourth times are only a pleasant blur in my memory now.

"Think you would like it in Paris?", my aunt asked with a grin on her face as she licked the last of the ice cream and cum cream from my aching balls.

"Aunty Mame, I like it so much right here, I'm not sure I could survive if it got any better." 

"Well, hold on Sport. It's about to get lots better." She straddled my lap and slid all the way down the length of my unbelievably erect prick. I'm a horny guy and I can usually go two or three times, at least, but this lady was putting it to me!

"Just sit still, dear. There's no need for you to do anything. I know you're tired. I just want to use your dildo for a while. Ok? Just sit back and relax while I play with this cute little thing that's sticking out here."

In my lack of experience, I had never seen a clit before. Sure, I had heard something about them, but nobody I knew well enough to ask knew any more than I did. It was fascinating! It looked just like a little dick sticking out of the top of her cunt slit. She obviously knew what she was doing with it. As I watched her grind her ass down on my balls, she toyed with her toy, bringing moans of ecstasy to her lips. I wanted to suck her tits again and hoped she wouldn't mind.

"Ooooh, you wonderful boy! How did you know that was exactly what I wanted?" Her eyes were bright with lust.

When she came, it almost surprised us both. I had been sitting still, as requested, but my prick slowly recovered its strength until it was filling every crook and nanny in her cunt. She became more and more agitated and began to squeeze my prick with her cunt muscles.

It started building a long way off and gathered steam as it built. By the time the cum was blasting its way out of my balls, there was a roaring in my ears.

We sat like this until she stopped shivering, which took quite a while. Every time I thought she was finished, she would go off again. By this time, my prick apparently decided that there was no point in going down because she would just get it up again, so it stayed close to full strength for a hours, it seemed.

It was dark by the time we staggered to the shower. As I soaped her back, Aunt Mame asked me a question that floored me. 

"Now. How would you like to fuck your mother?"



Aunty Fucking Mame Ch. 2



My mother's kid sister was still sitting on my overworked prick when she floored me with a question.

"Now, how would you like to fuck your mother?"

Even after the seventeen times that day she had wrung the jism out of my balls, my prick rose to the occasion. We could both feel it swelling up again inside that hot twat that it had been in so long today I was afraid it might shrivel up. However, her question caught me so off guard that my worries were dissipated in a flash.

"Wh, what do you mean?", I jammered as she slowly began to rise and fall on my revitalized prong.

"Have you ever seen your mother naked?"

"No way!"

"Would you like to?"

"Way!!!"

"Ok. I'll set up a pool party and invite all of you. Before the party, you can set up hidden cameras all over the house and we can tape everything that happens."

"Wow, Aunty Mame! You're the hottest thing I ever saw!"

"You don't know the half of it, kid. Wait till we get rolling. Think your dad would like to fuck me?" She squeezed my prick with her velvet glove while waiting. "Are you kidding? He would probably fuck your tits off if you gave him half a chance. I don't think he gets much from mom."

"Well, hurry up and finish me off. We can make a run to the camera store right now."

The girl clerk in the camera store couldn't keep her eyes off the bulge in my jeans. Ever since my Aunt Mame started on me, it had never completely gone down. As cute as the girl was, I didn't know if I would be able to do anything with her even if she begged me. I was sore!

"Is there anything else I can do for you?", she asked, with enough suggestion in the word that it was obvious what she had in mind. It's amazing how girls will come onto a guy more when he is with another woman. Must be the competitive instinct. She would never have given me the time of day if my aunt hadn't been along, staying very close to me as we compared the various cameras. I'm sure the girl didn't miss how many times Aunty Mame brushed her tits against my arm, or rubbed my ass.

"Why yes, dear. There is", replied Aunt Mame very smoothly. "We are having a pool party at my house Saturday night. If you have a very tiny bikini, you are welcome to join us, although I can't guarantee how long it will stay on you. Want to cum?"

It was plain that the girl got the meaning of the last word by the way she smiled. "My name is Mary and I love to cum."

"Well, if you're at this address on Saturday night, I'm sure you will--many times. Can we expect you?" Mame gave her a card with her address on it.

"I'll be there. Will you be hanging out there, too, Jefferey?" Now that the ice was broken, she came close and let her hand rest against my straining prick.

"Oh, yeah!", I breathed. I took back all the shit I just thought about not being able to do anything. All I wanted at this point was to bend her over the nearest display table and ram about a yard of prick up her nasty cunt.

"See ya", she breathed at us. There weren't many people in the store and she glanced around quickly to see if anybody was watching before flipping the hem of her skirt up to flash me a glimpse of her bare pussy.

If I had known her cunt was bare under that short skirt while she was helping us, I never would have made it. The memory of her standing there, grinning, with her skirt up in the brightly lit store was burned indelibly on my eyeballs. I knew it would be the first thing I saw when I woke up, for a long time.

"Well! She was a hot one, wasn't she?" Mame unzipped me as soon as we got in the car and swallowed my poor prick once more. I groaned as she pulled another load out of my sore balls. "Ok. That should take care of your problem, now you drive while I take care of mine." She leaned back in the seat with her skirt around her waist and began to feverishly tickle her clit again.

"Yeah, I don't need to cum again for a few minutes, but it's going to be pretty hard to drive with you showing me your cunt like that."

"In that case, stick a couple of fingers in my pussy and bite my nipples. I'm still grooving on the sight of her cute pussy."

"You too? You like girls?"

"I like anything that makes me feel sexy. She did. You do. Your father does, and so does your mother. You're the first, but I'm going to fuck you all before long. The pool party should take care of Mary and your father. We'll have to work on your mother a bit."

With two people to share the work, Mame got off quickly, and violently.

"Wow! How many times can you cum?" I wondered.

"With women, it's a matter of energy, not juice. The more I cum, the easier the next one is. If I play it right, I can go all day or all night. Don't you wish you could?"

"Sure do, although you've had me pretty close to that today."

"Hang on, Sport. It just gets better." -------------------------------------- Saturday night "dawned" clear and warm. It was a perfect night for a party. The cameras were all in place, with connections to a master control panel. Each one had motion sensors so anything happening in their range of motion got recorded. We could edit out false alarms later, if we wanted to. Many of them had pan and zoom capability for close-ups, but some were just area coverage so we didn't miss anything.

"Jim! How nice to see you again. How's my big brother?" Mame saw that Betty was still getting things from the car and took the opportunity to give my dad a big hug and a kiss on the lips. She told me later that it surprised hell out of him when she stuck her tongue down his throat, but he kissed her back as soon as the shock wore off. She could tell he wanted to go on with it, but was terrified that Mom would walk in and catch them.

"What's the matter, big guy? Afraid of Mommy?" Mame rubbed her hand across his swelling joint.

Dad looked like somebody had punched him in the gut when her hand touched his balls. "No, of course I'm not afraid of Betty, but she would leave me in a heartbeat if she saw where your hand is at the moment."

"Don't you like it, Jim?"

"Hell yes I like it! You're about to make me cum in my pants. I've dreamed about you rubbing my cock since you were a kid."

"I know. You don't know how many nights I masturbated, thinking about the hot glances you would slip my way when Betty's back was turned. Don't you love her?" "Hell yes, I love her. I love her so fucking much it kills me when she is so cold to me. You seem to enjoy sex. Why doesn't she? By the way, if you keep that up, it's going to be very hard to explain in a minute."

"Feels pretty hard to me now, big boy. Here comes Betty. Take that stuff back to the kitchen. You can hide your hardon behind the counter till it goes down a little. Jefferey is out by the pool. Be a sport and take him a beer."

"I can't do that! Betty would kill me for that, too."

"Seems like Betty would kill you for a lot of things, Jim. Either take him a beer or you can forget about that piece of pussy you thought you might get."

"Oh shit, Mame. You're killing me. I'll be walking bent over all night. Ok, I'll take the kid a beer. Not because you're blackmailing me, but because he's a good kid and he has to learn sometime."

"Good? He's delicious!"

"You mean?"

"He fucks like a mule, Jim. Did he get it from you?"

About that time Mom came in with her arms loaded. Dad scampered for the kitchen with his hands hiding his crotch and his mind in a mess. She had him so strung out he almost couldn't cope.

"Where do you want these, Mamie?" "Don't call me Mamie, Puss, or you can just go back home right now."

"Ok, but don't call me Puss any more. It sounds vulgar."

"Why, because it sounds like Pussy? Come on back to the kitchen. Jim and Jefferey are starting the fire. We can get everything ready to cook and have time for a swim before we eat so we don't have to wait afterwards."

Mom was still blushing from Mame using the "P" word. "But I didn't bring a suit!", she whimpered.

"Good. Then you can go in naked or use one of mine. I'll bet yours has long legs."

"You can just watch your mouth Miss Smarty Pants-I Live in Paris. Just because you have a vision of how the world should be run doesn't mean you can push the rest of us around. My suit is a very attractive, but modest style. I have to be careful around Jefferey. You know how young boys are."

"I certainly do. What they lack in experience, they make up for in enthusiasm and energy."

Mom was really blushing now. "Mame! Really! You shouldn't talk that way. What if someone overheard you?"

"Overheard what?" Mary came strolling around the corner of the hallway where she had been watching and listening to everything. This was her cue for action. "Betty, this is Mary. She is a friend of mine and Jefferey's. She is joining us tonight."

"Hello Mary. So nice to meet you. I always enjoy meeting Jefferey's friends. Are you a classmate?"

"No, I work in sales. I just think Jeff is hot!"

"Oh! It seems as if I am the only one here who watches what they say. Perhaps I should just leave."

If she could have seen the way Mame was rubbing Mary's ass, she would have been out the door in a flash, but Mame saved the moment by suggesting that she go pick out one of her suits to wear.

"Ok, but I seriously doubt that you have anything I would be caught dead in, Miss Showitall." Mom was really wanting to get out of the room and have a minute to herself. She was feeling a bit dizzy from all the sexually loaded innuendoes floating around.

"Don't just look. Try a few on. Most of them are stretchy and cover a lot more than you would imagine just from seeing them on the bed. In fact, there's one there I bought especially for you in case you didn't bring your suit. It may be a bit more revealing than you normally wear, but I don't think you will have to worry about where Jefferey's eyes are tonight, will you?"

Mom eyed Mary's body. "No, I guess not. Ok, I'll look at them.

"Mary, would you please go tell Jefferey I need him and ask him to come in?" We weren't yet ready to let Mary in on the camera bit.

Mary came out to get me. I heard her introducing herself to Dad as I left. "Hi! I'm Mary, but I'm no virgin."

I laughed over my shoulder at her as she helped Dad to a chair to recover from the beer that had gone down his windpipe following her introduction.

Mame and I watched through the cameras as Mom dithered a long time over what to do with the selection of bathing suits Mame had left out for her to wear. I watched in fascination as my uptight mom slowly removed every stitch of clothes she was wearing.

"Like this Jefferey?" She took her mouth off my prick long enough to ask. It was amazing that she could get her mouth back over the head, because of the way it swelled even larger as I watched my mom strip.

"Damn! She's got a hot bod!"

"What did you expect? We're sisters, after all. Don't you think my bod is hot?"

"You're the hottest, Aunty Mame, but I always thought you had a hot body, even before I saw you naked. I just never thought of mom before as someone who had a body. She was just 'Mom'".

We watched together as my ultra-modest mom stripped it all off, then lifted her tits toward the mirror (and the camera) and rubbed them as she contemplated the choices before her.

As expected, the first one she tried on was the one Mame had bought the night before. It was only slightly racy when it was dry. What Mom didn't know was that it became completely transparent when it was wet. We were counting on her choosing this one. We had also expected her to try on some of the others, too, but to come out wearing the "modest" one.

Mom peeled the first suit off and put it aside. Now was when we learned whether she would simply come out and go home or try on a few of the skimpy-cut French ones, just for kicks. We watched her eyes flick over them as she pondered her next move. Then with a slight shrug of her shoulders as if to tell herself that no one would see her, she reached for one of the most daring.

We held our breaths and each other as we watched my oh-so-shy mother work her way into that bit of string and patches of cloth.

"Damn!", I exclaimed, partly from the sight of my own mother wearing the sexiest string bikini I ever saw, and partly from the way her younger sister had just sat all the way down on my engorged prick. I don't think she had bottomed out before I began to drench her ovaries.

"Oh, so you like seeing your mother naked, do you?"

"Oh, shit! I think my prick is going to explode. Don't stop."

"I won't stop as long as you can keep it up."

I had seen Aunt Mame in that bikini several times and Mom looked at least as good in it as Mame did. It was bad enough just watching her put it on and model it for us, but it must have aroused some of her repressed libido from the way she preened and strutted around the room, bending this way and that, always watching the mirror to see how she looked. She must have enjoyed it, based on the way her nipples began to poke out through the flimsy fabric.

After that, she tried all the others on and modeled them, but put the sexiest one back on for a minute before finally leaving the room in the one we were hoping for. Now the trick would be to keep her from seeing a mirror when that suit was wet.

As soon as we saw that she was coming out, I ran out to the pool to make sure Dad and Mary weren't going to get caught by Mom doing anything nasty. Mame ran to intercept Mom and give me time to calm things down in the back yard.

It's a good thing we planned it this way. Mary wasn't exactly sitting on Dad's prick, but Mom would have taken it that way and the shit would have been all over the fan.

"Oh! Uh, hi, Son. Mary has been telling me some of the things she plans to do with you later tonight." "Yeah. Mary's quite a girl, isn't she?"

"Oh yes. She makes me wish I were young again."

"You look pretty young to me, Jim", she nodded toward his crotch, which was well elevated by her frankness and the thoughts of at least one of us fucking the shit out of her later tonight.

"You're a lucky guy, Son, to have such a nice young lady to help you with your problems. What was it again that you said you were going to do to him, Dear?"

"Oh, you horny old man. I said that I was going to reach down and grab his zipper--like this!", she suddenly reached for my crotch.

My first impulse was to shrink away when I saw her hand coming so fast, then my feeble brain used what blood was left over from stretching my prick to realize that she was going to unzip me right there in front of Dad!

"Then what?", asked Dad in a very strangled voice. Had to give the old bastard points for keeping his hands off his crotch, for the moment.

"I said I would pull his long dick out of his shorts and stroke it until it was good and hard for me." She demonstrated by wrestling it out of my pants. She was way too late if she had planned on getting it hard. If it was any harder, it wouldn't have any feeling left.

Dad's eyes bugged out at the size of my meat and the brazenness of the hussy at my feet. He was obviously in pain and keeping one eye on the door to the kitchen. "Yes, yes. Go on."

"Then I said I would slide my mouth all the way down his fuck pole until the head was lodged in my tonsils before I started humming."

"Oh shit! I know I shouldn't be watching this and there would be hell to pay if Betty were to come out here right now, but you've got me so turned on I can't stop."

"Don't worry Dad", I assured him. "Aunt Mame said she would keep Mom back in the bedroom at least ten more minutes. You can do anything you like."

Mary was smiling up at us and jacking the loose skin on my prick as she invited Dad to join us. "Why don't you show me your prick, Daddy?", she laughed. "You know you want to and you're going to cum all down your pants leg any minute now."

Dad couldn't help himself any more. He whipped it all out and started beating it like crazy, right in Mary's face. "Oh! You want to see Daddy's prick, do you, little girl?" His voice took on a nasty tone.

"Oh, yes, Daddy. Please let me suck your cock, or would you rather fuck me while I suck Jefferey? I want one of you in my mouth and the other in my cunt and don't really care who is on each end. What will it be?"

Dad was beyond moving, so I got behind Mary and shoved my rod up her sopping cunt as she deep-throated Dad. The three of us stood openly by the pool and fucked our brains out while I was hoping that Aunt Mame was keeping Mom inside like I had promised earlier.

Needless to say, none of us lasted very long. Mary's various holes were filled to overflowing by the Merry Men.

As soon as Dad could breathe, he stuffed his cock back in his pants and went inside to put on his swim trunks (and wash the cum tracks off his pecker). I sat back on the lounge with Mary still impaled on my root. The light was not so bright here and the casual observer wouldn't realize that she had my dick in her cunt.

"If you will keep your dick in me when your mom comes out, I'll give you something special", she promised.

"Fine with me, but I can't imagine what could be more special than what you've already done. Wow! That was so hot when you sucked off my dad's prick. He won't forget that very soon."

We were still joined at the crotch when Mom came out with Aunt Mame. Mom was a bit nervous and too concerned about her slight bit of exposure to pay much attention to Mary and I, fucking right in front of her eyes. Aunt Mame was wearing the hot suit that Mom had wanted to try, but didn't have the guts.

Pretty soon, Dad came out in his trunks and the party got under way. Mom, Dad and Aunt Mame were getting pretty soused on wine and paid no attention to Mary and I, sitting just a few feet away. 

Mary stood abruptly, pulling off my distended prick with a loud "pop", leaving it waving in the breeze, right in front of my Mom. I hid it as fast as possible, wondering if Mom was going to say anything. I watched her closely as she frowned for a moment, then shook her head slightly as if to clear her eyes. Apparently, what she had seen was too impossible to be true, so she was telling herself that it never happened.

Mary bent over with her bare ass pointing at their table and gave me a deep kiss. "Here's the surprise I promised you", as she shared a gob of Dad's cum with me that she had kept tucked in a corner of her jaw. I almost gagged at the thought. "You better swallow it all, my boy, if you want more of this good stuff."

With a struggle, I managed to get it down. It was the first time I ever tasted cum, not even my own, and this was my own Dad's! I guess it wasn't really that bad, but the thought of it just blew me away. I was still coming to terms with the idea when Mary came back out.

Her thong bikini hid most of her cunt lips and the tiny cups of her bra covered the tips of her nipples, but the rest of her lithe young body was hanging out for all to see.

Mom must have been feeling her wine a bit. "Whoooeee, Honey! It's a good thing you have Jefferey or I would be having to really worry about Jim, with everything you're showing there."

"Thanks, Mrs. Merry. You look very attractive, too."

Mom hadn't been expecting the compliment. She was really uncomfortable being surrounded by people who all obviously thought a lot differently about right and wrong than she did. "I guess you all think I'm just an old fuddy duddy, don't you?"

"You're not old, Mom", I assured her.

"I may not be that old, but I seem to be a real fuddy duddy compared with the rest of you."

Mame tried to calm her. "Nobody is forcing you to do anything you don't feel comfortable with, Sis, but we will all be more comfortable if each person can do whatever they like as long as the others aren't offended. Ok? If we are offending you now, please tell us and we will try to stop whatever it is you don't like."




Aunty Fucking Mame Ch. 2



Mom's face was flushed from the whole thing. "You people just go ahead with whatever you want to do. I'm going for a little swim to clear my head. I don't want to always be the one saying "stop", it just feels like it is my duty to keep up standards of conduct."

"Go ahead and swim, Sis. It will cool you off and give you a chance to clear your head. Don't worry about us. We are all adults here. What we do is our own responsibility. I have to go in and check on something. Jim, can you give me a hand?"

We all laughed as Dad clapped his hands before he followed her into the house.

Mary and I followed Mom into the pool. I couldn't wait to see if it really turned transparent as advertised. It didn't much matter if Mary's turned transparent. There was damn little hidden, as it was. My Speedos were pretty full, too. Was it my imagination, or was Mom flicking glances at the bulge in them?

Speaking of Speedos, my prick damn near burst out the top of them as soon as Mom stood up after squatting to wet the suit. Her bushy cunt was as visible as it had been while watching her through the camera. "Race you to the other end, Mom!", I called as I began knifing through the water. I knew she couldn't keep up with me, but I wanted to be there when she got there and see how much of her nipples would be showing.

My wildest imagination hadn't prepared me for the sight of my mother's practically nude body just inches away from me. Mary caught my eye and licked her lips.

Mom was panting from the effort of swimming the length of the pool. I guess too much wine and too little exercise must be hard on the body.

"You kids go ahead and have fun. I'm just going to rest a while. Ok?" Her essentially naked ass looked very inviting as she climbed out of the water.

"Ok, Mom. You just relax. Mary and I will stay in a bit longer, then we will join you." Mary and I were joining even as I spoke. I glanced over to see if Mom could see us, but her head was turned the other way and she appeared to have dropped off to sleep immediately.

"Come on", Mary ordered, dragging me out of the pool with one hand behind her to hold my ass in place. "If you can keep your prick in my cunt all the way in the house, I'll give you another surprise."

"Another surprise!", I almost shouted. "I'm still getting over your last one."

"Like you said. Get over it. If you like for me to suck your nasty prick, you better show me it's not a demeaning thing to you."

"Ok, ok, it's just something I never thought I would do."

"Come one, let's see what Mame wanted help with."

Aunty Mame was bent over the back of the couch with my dad's prick buried to the hilt in her asshole.

"Mind if we join you?", I asked, nonchalantly waving my prick and waiting to see how my dad would react.

"Oh, Jefferey! You're here! Great! Lie back on the floor and let me sit on your prick while your dad fucks my ass. I always love getting sandwiched, especially when there is a juicy cunt to lick."

I laid back and let my aunt slide down my pole. Mary sat on my face so I could tongue-fuck her asshole while Mame sucked her cunt. Dad just kept whamming away. His balls slammed against mine with every deep thrust of his cock. This was a totally new sensation for me. This week had been a week full of new sensations for me. I couldn't wait for Chapter Three! After all, my Aunty Mame had promised me she would help me fuck my mom way back in Chapter One.

I couldn't wait.



Aunty Fucking Mame Ch. 3



My mom slept right through the orgy in Aunty Mame's family room, just a few feet from her poolside lounge chair. If she had lifted her head, she could have seen her sister fucking her husband and son while simultaneously sucking the cunt of a very beautiful young girl. Mary was a real find.

"Tell me, Mary," Dad asked when we had fucked ourselves into an exhausted ball of flesh. There were cunts, pricks, assholes and tits sticking out everywhere. If the aliens had landed and asked for our leader, they would have expected another being with eight legs, I'm sure.

"Was that bit about calling me Daddy just a part of the game or do you really fuck your daddy?"

"No, but I want to. He is so hot! When Mom is out, I peek at him in the shower. Mom must not give him enough pussy because he is always jacking off when I watch. I sneak into the bathroom and rub my cunt while he's stroking it and try to cum at the same time he does."

"Maybe he knows you're there and is fucking his fist just for you," Mame offered.

"Ooooh! You think so? Oh, that would be so hot! But he never acts like he wants to fuck me," she added as an afterthought.

"He can't afford to, Honey," Mame explained. "If your mom caught him fucking you, there would be hell to pay. Do you really want to fuck him? If you do, bring him over here. I'm sure we can get in his pants if we work at it."

"You could get into a statue's pants, you hot slut!," Dad yelled as he slammed his raw dick up her ass again. He just thought he was fucked out. Mary talking calmly about fucking her father was enough to get him hard again for the umpteenth time that night.

"You girls have really made my day!," he told them when his cum gun had fired its load again. "You've squeezed more cum out of my balls in one night than I get out of them in a normal month. I had no idea I was still able to cum like that."

"So glad to be of assistance, Sir," grinned Mary as she wiped his cum off her chin. "Now do you mind if we fuck your wife?"

"If you can get her to fuck, you're a better man than I, little girl. I've been trying to loosen her up for twenty years. You saw how uptight she was tonight, and that was as far as I've ever seen her go. How did you get her into that suit, Mame?"

Mame, Mary and I exchanged glances. Should we tell him he had missed the best part by not seeing it when the water made it total see-through? We all decided not to and went out to check on Mom.

She was sprawled across the lounge chair, snoring loudly. One of her tits was hanging completely out of the neck of the suit. Mame stuffed it back in after we all admired it and helped her to her feet. "Come on inside, Sis. We'll get you dressed. It's time to go home."

"Huh? What?" Mom was obviously still woozy. Dad picked her up in his arms and carried her into the bedroom where she had undressed. As Mary and I watched, he and Mame stripped my mom and got her into one of Mame's night shirts. It felt really funny to have my dad let me watch my mother naked. I think it turned him on a little. The members of our little orgy club were all still naked and his dick was noticeably rising again, although he had cum many times tonight.

Just to test my theory, I moved up between my mother's naked thighs and rubbed my stiff cock against her bare pussy lips while watching Dad for his reaction. His dick perked up another notch, so I gently pushed in a little.

We must have all had the same idea because no words were said. Mom was lying buckass naked on her back while we all stood around admiring her. My dick was lodged in the entrance to her cunt and she was still snoring loudly. Aunt Mame and Mary crawled onto the bed on either side of Mom and rolled their naked bodies against hers. Each one lightly began sucking a nipple as my dad stroked his once more rigid cock. All of them watched as my prick slowly disappeared into the deep recesses of my mother's cunt.

When I was fully lodged to the balls in the tightest cunt I had ever imagined, my dad moved up so Aunt Mame could suck his cock while he watched his son become a motherfucker.

Obviously, we did not want Mom to wake up during this violation of her body, so we all moved very slowly and quietly. I took long slow strokes that brought the head of my prick almost completely out of my mother's cunt and all the way back in to my balls.

I had gotten my rocks so many times tonight, I was totally unprepared when I felt the blast coming. Not knowing exactly what I should do, I pulled out of Mom's cunt just as the first gob flew through the air and landed on her lips.

"Oh shit!," I thought. "She's going to wake up now and we're all in trouble. I stuck my prick back in her snatch to prevent further mess--at least outside her body. It felt like I shot a gallon of white stuff in her.

However, she just smiled in her sleep, licked her lips and murmured something before rolling onto her side. Dad and Mom had been planning to go home since they only lived a few blocks away, but Aunt Mame suggested to Dad that they just cover her up and let her sleep. Tomorrow was Sunday and nobody had to get up early. Just let her sleep in.

Everybody agreed and we all crashed in a tangle of flesh on Mame's bed

Mom was the first one up, which was almost our undoing. It took her a few minutes to figure out where she was when she first struggled up out of sleep. The room was completely unfamiliar to her and she never slept in the nude. Then it slowly started coming back to her as she noticed her clothes where she had left them before trying on the swimsuits that were still scattered around the room.

"Why was she still at Mame's," she wondered as she staggered into the bathroom and sat on the commode. Her private parts felt so squishy, even more than usual after she let Jim have his way with her, but she was sure she hadn't had sex last night. On the other hand, there was that fantastic dream she had of being so loved by an entire group of people who had done so many wonderful things to her body, and there was the young man with the huge member who had given her such pleasure. She smiled to herself as she remembered how it made her feel.

"Was it wrong to feel this way? Should she be ashamed for having such an explicit dream?" She wasn't sure. When she reached between her legs to wipe herself, she couldn't help noticing that there was a lot of sticky white stuff soaking the paper. "Did I make this?" She remembered the feeling of experiencing an orgasm in her dream and blushed a deep red. She had experienced only one orgasm in her life and it was under circumstances she refused to think about. She had no idea if she had made this stuff or how it might have otherwise gotten inside her.

She gingerly sniffed it. It smelled a lot like the smell after Jim was finished with her. She made him use a condom to catch the vile stuff, but she could still smell it and felt dirty every time until the smell dissipated. For some reason, the smell of this stuff was pleasing to her.

There were simply too many unanswered questions. She flushed the toilet and got under the shower to clear her head and wash the rest of the sticky stuff away.

Luckily, the sound of the flushing toilet brought me out of my deep sleep. I was exhausted from all the nonstop gang fucking, but the beer wanted out. It had to be my mom in the shower, because the others were all still sprawled across Aunt Mame's bed in a naked pile.

I thought my piss would never stop and I knew I had to get back to the bedroom and warn the others before Mom finished her shower. She was notorious around our house for her short showers. It was if she was afraid the Devil would catch her naked and stick his pointy tail between her thighs if she stayed in the shower a second longer than absolutely necessary. She also wouldn't acknowledge the fact that there was this powerful urge to rub that thing down there that grew stronger the longer she stayed in the shower, especially if the water was hot, so she normally took cool showers.

For some reason, Mom was staying in the shower a lot longer today. I had plenty time to wake the others and give everybody time to get dressed. After all this time, I could still hear the water running in her bathroom. I was beginning to worry a little. Dad was in the back yard, straightening up, so I cracked the door of the bathroom to make sure Mom was ok.

The room was full of steam! I heard moaning! Then I really started to worry. What if she had passed out or slipped in the shower or something and knocked herself out and the water was running full hot and she was being boiled alive and ....? I ran to the shower and threw the door open. My mother's startled face peered out at me through the steam, but her fingers never stopped running through her soapy cunt lips.

"Why Jefferey, dear. This is so unlike you. Why are you coming into my shower?"

She was speaking in a dreamy sort of voice as if she had lost it, somehow, and sort of zoned out.

"Are you dirty, too? Mommy is so dirty. She was trying to take a bath and the mean old Devil caught her staying in the hot water too long and put his nasty old tail between her legs. It made her itch so bad, she can't scratch it enough to make it stop itching. Are you itching, too?"

Oops! Mom must have lost it completely. What had we done? Had we pushed her so hard she couldn't cope with it? Oh shit! I never meant to hurt my mom, I was just looking for a way to get my nuts off. Please, please, please don't let her be fucked up. I didn't know what the hell to do. I may be legally an adult, but I'm still just a fucking kid with a big dick. I didn't know if I should run get Dad or try to keep her calm or what the fuck.

Meanwhile, life did not wait for my decision and simply went on without me. Mom pulled me into the shower with her and began to soap my dick. "Don't worry Jefferey, Mommy will get it clean for you. Be a good boy and scratch that place for me while I wash you, will you?"

By this, I assumed she wanted me to play with her cunt, so I did. While she lovingly stroked my rigid dick with the hot soapy washcloth, I tickled her clit and stuck a finger in her twat. Apparently this is what she wanted, so I stuck a finger up her ass, also.

"Oh, yesss, dear. That's exactly where Mommy was itching. It feels so good when you scratch it. Keep scratching. I'll have you clean in a minute."

I guess what she meant by "clean" was that she would make me blow my nuts soon. She got that part right. The first load went right past her ear, but then she opened her mouth and pointed the next load right down her throat.

She never said a word when I was finished, just turned her back and bent over the built-in shower seat. Her hand guided my still turgid cock between her fat cunt lips that swallowed my entire length in one push back of her fantastic ass.

I was somewhere between heaven and hell. On the one hand, I was a horny kid getting his rocks off in one of the most erotic possible ways. On the other, as far as I knew, every stroke was pushing my mother further toward madness. What should I do? I didn't want to hurt her for any reason.

Once more, life failed to wait for me.

Mom began humming. Louder and louder. Then music seemed to start welling out of her every pore as she slammed back on my swollen prick, again and again. She hit high C and just held onto it as tremors swept over her body. The others heard her sing and came running into the bathroom. She held onto the note so long and so loud I was afraid that glass would start breaking soon. My prick felt like it might break. Mom's cunt was clenching me almost painfully as she came in continuous waves.

Aunty Mame, Dad and Mary were all standing around the shower with their jaws open, wondering what the fuck was going on. I put my fingers to my lips to tell them to keep quiet and pantomimed that I thought Mom might have gone bananas on us. Meanwhile, she was tralaaing away at the top of her lungs and slamming back and forth on my root.

The others held a powwow and decided that there was nothing they could do to help and it might make things worse if she realized she had an audience, so they left. I noticed Dad had an ass cheek in each hand as they walked out of the bathroom.

I don't know about you, but I love to fuck. However, this had been going on for a long time and I began to wonder when it would stop. Mom's cunt muscles had been gripping me as her orgasms shook her body for what seemed like forever. Ordinarily, it would have been great, but there was that constant worry that I was harming her in some way. A few times, I tried to pull my dick out of her, but she wouldn't let me. The hot water had run out completely some time ago and we were both freezing.

Finally, I made a decision, or took some action, at least. I turned off the water and picked up her wet body in my arms. She whimpered when my dick fell out of her cunt. I reached for a towel to dry us both off with. "Shhhh," I whispered to her. "It's ok, it's ok. Everything's going to be fine." I talked her down like she was a horse that had spooked. As I talked to her in soothing tones, I led her over to the bed to tuck her in.

I guess she wasn't ready to go back to sleep. She grabbed my arm and pulled me under the bedclothes with her. She spooned back against me and reached between my legs for my prick. As soon as she had it firmly lodged in the far reaches of her cunt, she began to hum again.

This time it wasn't a frantic hum, only the sound someone makes when they are meditating. It was more like "Ommmmmm, ommmmmm." It seemed to resonate with our forbidden coupling. "Ommmmmm." I could feel it in my balls. "Ommmmmm." It made my dick vibrate like a bell. "Ommmmmm." I could feel another bolt of lightning in my tailbone. "Ommmmmm." The hot cum gathered force in my balls. I could almost feel it coursing through the multiple pathways through my body, seeking the way out.

"Ommmmmm!," I shouted with her as my sperm flew out of my body in a race to the bottom of my mother's cunt.

"Ommmmmm!," she shouted as she hit high C again. She was still saying "ommmmmm," but it was no longer the low pitched hum normally used. This "ommmmmm" seemed to rasp against every nerve in my body. It woke up my entire body in ways that I never imagined were possible. My body was tingling all over as if a bolt of lightning was about to strike.

"Oh shit!," I thought. "Maybe it is. Maybe this is where I get punished for my wicked thoughts." But no bolt came out of the sky to punish me for fucking my mother and she eventually ran out of steam and drifted off into a deep sleep with a smile on her face. My dick was still lodged deep within her and every time I tried to pull out, she would whimper in her sleep and push her ass back against me again.

Hours later, we awoke in each other's arms. Her eyes were clear and she seemed to be rational. "Uh oh," I thought. "Here it comes. Here is where the shit hits the fan. She was still out of it before and didn't really know what she was doing, but now it looks like she does and I'm still balls deep in her cunt. What the fuck should I do?"

You guessed it. Life answered before I did. My mother reached down to tickle my balls and rammed her ass back on my prick until she got me off one more time, then she got out of bed with rivulets of my cum running down her thighs and headed for the bathroom again.

"Thanks, Jefferey. I needed that," she flung over her shoulder as she went through the doorway, apparently completely with it and all right with it.

I was in the kitchen explaining things to the others when Mom walked in completely naked and laid back on the table. "Mame, I've wanted to let you suck my pussy ever since that one time you did it when we were kids, but I felt so guilty about it all that I never even let my poor husband make me cum. Honey, it will make me very happy if you will fuck the shit out of that sweet young thing over there while my sister eats me out. Maybe Jefferey can get it up one more time so I can suck his cock while Mame does me. Well, come on everybody! Don't just stand there! Start fucking! I'm way behind and plan to catch up in a hurry!"



Aunty Gets Stripped on Escalator



The day had started like any other Saturday, only it was less than a week before Christmas, and my aunt Cheryl had asked me to take her to the mall for some last minute shopping. I grudgingly agreed, not having anything else planned, but not particularly wanting to spend the time hunting for a place to park, fighting the throngs of other people who hadn't gone shopping yet or listening to all the noise, either.

Cheryl was my dad's younger sister, and she had come to live with us several years back, after my mother had passed away. She wasn't married and would probably never be. While exuding an air of properness on the outside, she tended to have a wild inner self, which still attended parties in the area whenever the situation presented itself.

She was in her early 50's, but my aunt had a very youthful appearance from years of hiding beneath full clothes and sunscreen. She also wore a floppy, wide-brimmed hat most of the time when she was outdoors, with further shielded her face from the sun's rays.

"Ready?" she inquired, as she appeared in the kitchen wearing a bright yellow dress and carrying a black handbag.

"Yeah, sure." I replied. "We missed the opening though. It'll probably be crowded as hell."

"Mm-hmm." she answered vaguely.

I wound through traffic, with the windows rolled down, and the warm breeze blew in through the windows. Although it was a week before Christmas, the warm Florida weather was very mild. We finally reached the mall and exited the car. It was only then I really noticed what my aunt was wearing. 

The dress reached all the way to the ground; in fact, it was dragging. The hem was covered in tassel-like extensions that I'm sure were going to act like brooms, collecting everything we walked through. The thin, spaghetti straps on her shoulders looked like they belonged on an evening dress, not something one would wear to the mall, but then again, I always considered her slightly eccentric, so I wasn't too concerned. 

As usual, Cheryl was wearing her trademark hat; its floppy brim shading her face in the bright Miami sunshine.

We entered the mall and browsed a few stores, before Cheryl suggested we go upstairs. As we stepped onto the escalator, I could see one of the local news teams set up on the second level, shooting random footage of Christmas shoppers as they exited the moving stairs. Halfway up, I heard Cheryl muttering.

"Uh-oh."

I looked back and could see her struggling with the hem of her dress, which had caught in between the stairs. As I stepped off the top of the escalator, and turned around, just in time to see the entire lower portion of the dress disappearing beneath the safety plate. 

"Oh my god!" Cheryl screamed, attracting the attention of everyone within earshot, including the news crew, which turned the camera in her direction.

She was being pulled down, when suddenly; two sharp pops could be heard above the din. The thin shoulder straps broke easily and the dress was pulled from her body within two seconds. I stared in shocked amazement, at my aunt. She wasn't wearing a bra or panties, and aside from her white canvas pool shoes, she was totally nude.

My jaw dropped at the sight of my aunt's nude body. For a 50-something, she was pretty hot. Her tits should have been hanging by her belly button by now, but instead retained a youthfulness of someone in her 30's. 

They were long, but not saggy at all, and they looked firm. I was surprised to see a nice landing strip of blonde hair on her pubes as well.

Cheryl began screaming at the top of her lungs and wandering aimlessly as if in shock; first one way, then the other, before heading in my direction. Some guy reached out and squeezed one of her boobs, and I saw something wet shoot out from between her legs. I assumed she had pissed herself in fright, but as I studied the situation, it became obvious to me, that the entire thing was choreographed. 

Her hat was obscuring her face and she was making no effort to conceal her body.

"Oh my god!" she screamed once again, at the top of her lungs.

By now, a huge crowd had gathered, and cell phones were snapping pics and recording footage in addition to the news crew. Cheryl finally reached me, and I flung my arms around her in an attempt to cover her nude body with mine. Within a few seconds, mall security arrived on scene and pushed the gawking hordes back.

A minute later, someone from a nearby store arrived with a bathrobe and placed it around Cheryl's body. Security led us into the store, and I awaited Cheryl's return as she was taken into the dressing room.

"What the hell happened?" one of the guards asked me, as I waited on my aunt's return.

"I don't know." I replied. "Her dress got caught in the escalator and it tore it right off. Jesus Christ, I can't even begin to put myself in that situation. All those people-"

"Whew...!" the guard replied, shaking his head. "The news was there. I know they can't put everything on the air, but with cell phones and leaked footage, this is gonna be all over the Net."

"She was wearing a hat." I responded. "Hopefully, it covered her face."

"Hers maybe," the officer replied, "but not yours. She had her arms wrapped around you like an octopus, and film was recording nonstop."

The guard looked at me and smirked.

"You're famous now, no doubt."

"But!" I managed to blurt out.

"But nothing, Boy! No one saw her face, but they damned sure saw yours. You'd better get used to being in the spotlight."

I was pissed. Never before in my life, had I been so angry. My aunt had used me; of this I was certain. I still wasn't sure how, but I knew I had been duped. Whern she emerged from the dressing room a few minutes later, clad in an outfit donated by the store, I glowered at her.

"Let's go!" I snarled.

The security officer led us into a hallway behind the store, which was located in the heart of the mall. An oversized elevator opened, and the guard tapped a few buttons.

"Where are we?" I inquired, as the door opened.

"Lower level." he replied. "You're in a tunnel that goes into the heart of the mall for delivery."

"Underground?" I asked.

"Yep. You'll come out behind the dumpsters. A security vehicle will be waiting for you, to take you to your car."

Ten minutes later, we were on our way home. I couldn't help but reflect on the events, including the comments of the security guard. Cheryl remained quiet; staring straight ahead.

I parked the car and stepped out.

"I'm going to lie down." Cheryl stated. "This has really taken the life out of me."

"Okay." I replied. "I think I need to lie down too."

Oh yeah, I needed to lie down! I needed to lie down and jerk off to the sight of my aunt's nude body. I retreated to my room and turned on my computer.

After a short search, results were already being posted. I clicked on one, and slid my pants down as the video progressed. 

My cock hardened, and I began to slowly jerk off, as video of my Aunt Cheryl being stripped in public played out before my eyes.

She was hot; there was no doubt about that, and I watched in fascination, as the guy squeezed her boob and she squirted. I paused and replayed the action several times, and it became obvious, at least to me, that she wasn't pissing herself, but having an orgasm!

"You like that, don't you?" a female voice said quietly behind me.

I whirled around, my dick still in my hand, to see Cheryl standing in the doorway.

"Don't you know how to fucking knock?" I exploded.

"Oh, don't worry." she replied, as she approached me. "I've seen that look in your eyes for the past seven years. You loved that shit and you know it."

"What if I did?" I inquired cautiously.

"Then you have the choice to jerk off to that video, or to the real thing."

My head was swimming. Was this real, or just some kind of a cruel trick?

"It's your choice." Cheryl continued. "Just let me know. Do you want to see me nude again?"

I couldn't answer her. I was frozen with fear and lust at the same time.

"Answer me!" Cheryl demanded. 

"Y-yes!" I burst out, without even realizing I had said it, until it was too late.

My aunt dropped her house dress and approached me.

"Look at me." she instructed. "Look at my nude body."

I complied, and she smiled evilly.

"You like what you see, don't you?" she asked, as she rubbed her clitoris.

I was caught. I was beaten, and there was no turning back.

"Yes!" I hollered. "Oh yes. I want you, Aunty. I want to fuck you and I want to cum in your cunt."

"You're such a dirty little boy." she responded. "I wonder if I should tell your daddy what you are up to."

In a split second, I aged at least fifteen years, and I had the perfect reply for my eccentric -- make that, slutty -- aunt. 

"Go ahead, you cheap little whore!" I shot back. "You tell my dad how you seduced me. Tell him how you wanted to keep it all in the family. Then tell him all about your little exhibitionist escapade this morning."

Cheryl was stunned. Never in her life, had she encountered this sort of resistance, and she was taken completely off guard.

She stared at me, as I continued to jack my cock while looking at her.

"Come here." I instructed.

To my amazement, my exhibitionist aunt approached me as I masturbated to the sight of her nude body.

"Let me help you." she offered.

I relaxed the grip on my cock as she took it into her right hand and began to slowly slide her hand up and down the length of my shaft.

"Does it feel good?" she inquired.

"Oh yes, Aunty!" I replied. "Jerk me off!"

"I waited for so long for this to happen." my aunt explained, as she slowly stroked my cock. "I've had this planned for months."

"Planned what, Aunty?" I sighed, as she stroked my dick.

"To be nude in public." she answered. "Oh yes, I go down to the beach and take my clothes off, but it's nothing like being nude in a real place, where no one else can be nude. I wanted to walk around - completely nude - in public, with everyone ogling me, and yet there were no laws broken."

It all suddenly dawned on me.

"You designed that dress to get caught and pulled off!" I exclaimed.

"Damn straight!" she replied. "I got a call from a friend in the news department that they would be there at 11:00 AM. I needed you for moral support. It wasn't until I approached you in the nude, and saw the look on your face, that I knew you really wanted to fuck me."

"Umm..." I stammered.

"Um nothing!" Cheryl snarled. 

She continued jacking my dick, as she positioned herself over my hips. She stopped jerking, and lowered her cunt onto my cock, then dropped all the way down, engulfing my penis with her slimy vagina.

For a moment, I was stunned, as I realized that my penis was inside my aunt's vagina. This soon passed, however, and I began to thrust my hips against hers.

"Fuck me, Little Boy." she snarled. "Fuck your aunty."

"Shit Bitch!" I hollered. "You fucking exhibitionist whore! I'll fuck you, you fucking incestuous slut. Fuck Bitch, I'm cumming! I'm cumming Aunty! Oh fuck, Aunty, I'm cumming in your fucking cunt! Oh Aunty..."

My voice trailed off, as I ejaculated inside my aunt's cunt.

She accepted my load of sperm, and grinned evilly at me.

"Better than the video, wasn't it?" she asked with a grin, a she continued to grind her hips over my cock.

The reality of what had just happened suddenly overwhelmed me.

"Oh my god!" I exclaimed.

"God had nothing to do with it!" she snarled. "I've seen you looking at me. Well, here you go. I've heard you jerking off before. You want a cheap, fucking whore. Well, here you go.

"I planned this for months. I went to that mall and tried out several different hems, to see which would get snagged.

"Then, when I found the right one, I needed to be sure the straps would pop. Oh yeah, you horny little fucker, I chose you on purpose."

"So you used me." I observed.

"Oh, don't be so childish." Cheryl retorted. "You got a free fuck."

She pulled off of me and grabbed an old t-shirt to wipe herself off.

"Yes I did." I replied. "It was awesome too."

Cheryl continued to drain my semen onto the t-shirt, and looked back at me.

"Well, I'm glad you enjoyed it." she said sarcastically. "If you ever want to feel it again, you'll do exactly what I tell you."

I paused for effect, before replying.

"I'm afraid you have it all wrong." I said sadly.

"What are you talking about?" Cheryl inquired.

"Well," I answered slowly, "I've been taping this entire episode."

"What?!" Cheryl shrieked. "You fucking piece of-"

"Shut up!" I snarled. "You used me to get your exhibitionist fantasy on air. You hid your face, and I can understand why, but then you added me. That's not cool, Aunty."

"But you don't understand!" Cheryl replied in obvious desperation.

"No?" I inquired. "You really think so? 

"I just fucked my own aunt, and came in her cunt. You tell me why I should keep this a secret."

"You wouldn't!" she exclaimed. "It will destroy you."

I shook my head.

"Not as much as it will destroy you." I replied. "Now here's the deal; I have the tape of me fucking you. Man, that shot of me shooting into your cunt, and you wiping it off, well, that's an admission of guilt right there.

"I'd love to see my name on the news, as the father of the senator's kid. Even better, the mother, who is the aunt of the father... and then there's all these questions about-"

"Stop it!" Cheryl begged. "Please."

I had never seen my aunt on all fours before, and I knew this was the final curtain for this act.

"Okay, Aunty." I said quietly, as I slid my erection into her mouth. "Get your ass back home, and you'd better be laying on your back when I get there."

Well now, that was seven years ago, and the aunt vs. nephew child designation was all but impossible to enforce. 

It seems that my son, who is also my cousin, has a mother. 

My son's mother is therefore now, my sister as well, right? 

This whole thing has been screwed up, as my niece is also the mother of my child, who is also known as my great-grand-niece. This makes my niece the mother of my child. So, am I this little girl's father, or her great grand uncle?

Right...at this point, I shall leave the debate up to you.



Aunty Helen's Birthday Present



I'm not a freak. I just wanna get that one out into the open from the start. Now look. I've always had a thing for women older than me. Ever see Eddie Murphy's stand up? Sick of 18 year old women, because all they do is look surprised that they're fucking someone. So I kinda agree. Naturally, older women are always being surveyed by yours truly, for absolute fuckableness. Unfortunately, I've never found a woman sexier than my Aunt Helen.

Yeah I know. There's no such word as fuckableness. Whatever you want to call it. She's six foot and one inch of screaming sexual beast, all dark, especially the lips. She'd be a Goth only she's got more style. She's a corporate control operative by day, and used to baby-sit me by night. Once I found the joys of masturbation, every time she came around, I'd be limping for a week. 

So I might be exaggerating. But you get the picture, right? So anyway, I'd just gotten my eighth advanced driving certificate, and I was hitting the party substances a little hard. I was pissed, and I think one of the guys slipped something into my vodka, because I was eyeing off everything in a skirt, including the obviously male drag queen.

Anyway, I get home, and there's Aunty Helen, all beige suited with massively fine sculpted ass and lips that my mind just wanted to visualize sliding down my cock. She gave me a grin as I staggered through the door, and crushed her cigarette on into the ash tray. My lower extremities were EXTREMELY pleased to see her, and my jeans suddenly became a tourniquet. 

She licked her lips and my bloodshot eyes tried to focus on the far away sound of her voice. "Well, tiger, looks like you've had a good night. I've had a pretty good night myself, and I told your mum maybe I'd take you out to a club or something."

I knew my grin was wolfish, and I saw the tip of her tongue graze those perfectly spank-worthy lips for a split second, and the foot long length trying to kill my zip noticed too. I shoved my hands in my pockets and pushed the front of my jeans forwards, trying to mask the obvious. Her eyes flicked downwards for a split second, and she answered my wolfish grin with a sly one of her own.

"It looks like you've already had a pretty good night. I guess you don't need me…" My hands flew out of my pockets, and I held them out wide. 

"What about a sedate birthday kiss and cuddle?" I made my voice as plaintive as possible, and a puppy would have been jealous. Aunty Helen sidled up in front of me and pressed herself against me fully, her crotch pressing into my zip and the obvious bulge there. 

"Here's your cuddle, tiger. Are you sure you want a kiss?" I opened my mouth and kissed her fully, forcing my tongue into my autie's throat. She hardly resisted, and her manicured fingernails slipped into the waistband of my jeans. Aunty Hellen's eyes widened as I flashed another wolfish grin against her soft lips. 

"Actually, there's something else you can help me with…" Her eyes turned sly, but her tone was innocent. 

"Oh? Anything for my birthday boy. What can your ugly old Aunty Helen do for you?" My hands slipped down and grabbed hold of her hips, and I pulled her roughly against my straining cock with another grin. 

"Well, Aunty Helen, I was hoping you'd be able to help me with a small thing I've been needing to practise. I want to learn how to really pleasure a woman with my tongue, seeing as I've just had it pierced…" Her body quivered and she wordlessly grabbed hold of my buckle, and began to drag me upstairs to my bedroom.

Aunty Helen giggled when I pushed her against the door, a giggle that broke off into a gasp as I began to nibble at her neck and chin. Aunty Helen had often told me that the MacAndrews sisters both had the chin and neck as a massive turn on switch, information I'd stored away for my fantasies. One of which was being enacted right before me as Aunty Helen grabbed my cock and began to massage it with one hand, her black nails tickling just under the head. 

I began to throb harder as I pushed against the door, and Aunty Helen giggled again when I finally leant back and kicked it. The door burst in, and I had Aunty Helen on the bed in seconds. My hands slid up her beige skirt and pulled it off to reveal the black lace panties underneath.

I paused for a bare second to allow the sight of my walking wet dream writhing on the bed in anticipatory pleasure, then began to massage her thighs, sliding down and suckling at the areas around her swollen lips. I didn't touch her centre, just kissed and nibbled around it. Aunty Helen sighed.

"Ooh, baby, keep it uh…keep it up. Keep doing that, be a man who worships at a woman, not just fucks her." I slowly spread her lips and moved above the small pink hood at the top of her sweet smelling pussy. The puffy pink lips glistened, and I leant forward and did something I'd been wanting to try for ages.

I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, blowing cool air over the pulsating nubbin of heat in my own Aunt's pussy. Aunty Helen arched off the bed with a cry and her thighs closed in on my head. Her breath hissed between her teeth as I slowly slid my tongue-stud deep into the hood and rubbed the tip of my tongue against her swollen lips. Aunty Helen shook her head back and forth as though she was in agony, and I stopped. 

She leant forwards and slapped me, hard. "Ooh, you fucker, you fuck my fucking cunt now, or I'll rip off that amazing cock of yours and fuck myself with it. Oh, my God, your tongue, oh…" Needless to say, I complied. I stood up and let her take my shirt off slowly, but Aunty Helen would have none of it, and ripped it savagely, her teeth coming forwards to rake across my chest. 

My belt went flying next, and then she pulled the buttons of my jeans apart, and I finally sprung free. She paused for a second as my cock rose to meet her, and our eyes locked for a moment. I leant forward and pushed my tongue into her mouth again, where it wrestled with hers. I tasted her cigarette brand on her tongue, and she wiggled the metal balls at either end of my tongue stud. "I need you so bad, Aunty Helen. I'm so hard, it hurts. I need you so much."

She nodded and leant back, dragging me on top of her. My fingertips dragged up the edges of her crotch-less panties, and I slid down a second. I moved back up once the head of my cock was nestled in the centre of her crevice. I pushed into her with a sigh, and Aunty Helen threw her head back into the mess of bed covers. 

My mouth trailed back up to her nipples and I pushed my hips forwards, driving my cock into her wetness as I clamped down on her left nipple. Aunty Helen moaned loudly, and shook, her entire body writhing around me. I fancied I could feel every fold and ripple of her amazing fuck hole as I pushed deep inside her.

Aunty Helen's legs curled around and locked just above my jolting ass, and pushed against me. Her heels beat a drum tune against the bobbing cheeks as I fucked her. I tried to concentrate on anything other than the amazing woman writhing in abject ecstasy beneath me, but she was just too hot. My mind began fogging over even as I started to count each time her heels beat my ass.

She began moaning a litany of pleasure and dirty words in my ear that totally made me wanna lose it, and just fuck the life out of her. She started off berating herself, and just went on from there.

"Ooh, I'm such a dirty slut, oh, GOD, I'm fucking my own nephew…ooh, God, you're so good honey, I'm such a dirty little slut. Oh, GOD…I've wanted to fuck you for…Ooh…"

I sped up my thrusting hips as her filthy talking got me revving into overdrive. I could feel the sweat seeping out of me as I fucked my cock deeper and harder into my hot little Aunty. Her raven curls were matted to her forehead as she sighed out between her teeth. I'd never seen anything so erotic, and I began to just pound into her as fast as possible. 

Her speech faded into a moan that shook with the pulses of my hips against her. Aunty Helen's nails scored my back as she tightened around me, and I knew she was coming. I kept up the pace for another moment, then ripped my cum-heavy cock out of her and covered her slit with my mouth. I thrust my tongue deep inside my Aunty and began to swish my tongue around.

Aunty Helen went fucking mad, screaming at the top of her lungs as the studs through my tongue scraped along her inner walls of pulsating flesh. Her thighs became like a vice around my ears, but I kept tongue-fucking her, tasting her cum as she climaxed again and again. 

My cock was throbbing in pain, and I could feel the line of cold air along where my precum oozed down the bobbing head. Aunty Helen collapsed back onto the bed again, and her thighs fell away from my head like felled wheat. Her slim waist and statuesque abs rose and fell as she caught her breath, and I slid up her body and kissed her. 

She resisted as I thrust my tongue in her mouth, then found she liked her own taste. Again our tongues slid together like snakes, and I felt a featherlight touch on my hips as her fingernails trailed an agonizingly slow line to my cock. Her fingers slid around it, and she tickled the head. I thrust into her grip, and I was hard again in a nanosecond.

Aunty Helen lifted up her legs and held them to her body, totally exposing her perfect pussy to me. I inhaled sharply as she let me go, and my cock landed heavily onto her wetness. I pushed inside her heat, and the pressure was intense. Aunty Helen bit her lip as I pressed myself up against her, pushing her legs further up her body with my weight. 

I began to drive my cock inside her again, and I knew I wouldn't last long. Aunty Helen reached between her shins and grabbed the back of my head with one hand, wrenching me down towards her heaving nipples. My breath was rasping through my throat and I clasped one of her beautiful little buds between my teeth. My sexy Aunt gave a cry and clenched down on my, and I knew my control was gone.

I began to just fuck with every ounce of energy I had, just fucking my Aunty to pieces. Her head was thrown back and her eyes were closed, and I closed my own eyes, lost in the sensational feelings of her hot pussy as she sucked at my cock. I felt the electric shock run down my back as I began to come, and Aunty Helen reached down between our gyrating hips and dug her fingernails into my balls.

I screamed in pain, but the pleasure of the release was multiplied at least five fold. I could feel the cum blasting out of my cock for a good twenty seconds, and then I thankfully collapsed. I took a massive breath and remembered I was supposed to breathe constantly. Aunty Helen let go of my scrotum and dipped a hand inside herself, and pulled my cock out by the head.

Her fingernail scraped along the eye of my head, and my hips gave another jerk. Another droplet of my cum oozed out of my head, and she brought it up to her lips. Her tongue slid out and she licked her finger lustily. I shook my head as I fell down beside her, totally spent. Aunty Helen gave a low laugh and squeezed her nipples.

"Ooh, baby. THAT was almost worth the wait." I nodded wordlessly. I was still trying to catch my breath. I looked down at my balls, wondering if there was going to be any blood. Aunty Helen smiled and her hands gently cradled my scrotum. My cock gave another pulse, and began to thicken again. I stared at it incredulously, but Aunty Helen gave a small gasp of anticipation. 

"Oh, Nephew. Looks like I might have my work cut out for me. Maybe we should go back to my place?" My cock thickened more, and suddenly I didn't even care that I'd just had the biggest orgasm of my life not even ten minutes ago. I reached over for Aunty Helen with both hands, and grabbed her hips roughly. 

Aunty Helen slapped at my hands. "I'm not going to fuck my not-so-little nephew here again. You're coming back to my house, and we can enjoy ourselves a little more. Like how about some handcuffs?" The blood stopped rushing through my head long enough for me to realise I was going to fuck the shit out of my Aunty for some time yet.

"Handcuffs on you or me?" Aunty Helen shrugged and threw a leg over my hips, straddling my thighs. My cock rose up to press against the silken fur of her pubic hair. I ached to be inside her, but her fingernails dug into the head of my cock again, and I softened a bit. 

"On whoever gets to go first…" My eyes lit up, and I surged upwards. Aunty Helen grabbed our clothes and began to search for the keys. "So tell me, Nephew. How far have you ever gone in the bedroom, because I've got a whole room full of toys, and my nights have gotten so lonely lately…"

The End.