This file brought to you by - http://www.mrdouble.com Message-ID: <211403Z21101995@anon.penet.fi> Newsgroups: alt.sex.incest,alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.hetero From: an146810@anon.penet.fi Reply-To: an146810@anon.penet.fi Date: Sat, 21 Oct 1995 21:08:13 UTC Subject: Foreign Affairs (incest, various acts) (C) 1990 "Studs Manly" Foreign Affairs I gladly accepted my uncle and aunt's invitation when they won a trip for four to Europe. Uncle Marcus, Aunt Barbara and my cousin Sara need a fourth family member, and since I was out of school for the summer, I jumped at the chance to spend 3 weeks in Europe. My folks didn't seem overjoyed at the prospect; Aunt Barbara had always been the black sheep of Mom's family, for reasons they never made plain to me. My aunt may be a black sheep, but she is the sexist one ever. 5'6", thick auburn hair, the legs and figure of a Miss America, green eyes and a gorgeous face. She looked far younger than her 40 years. And Sara was just as beautiful and sexy. I had often entertained fantasies of my sexy aunt and cousin while I jerked off. They inspired many powerful orgasms in my teen years,. I had no idea then that someday . . . . Uncle Marcus waited until we were en route over the Atlantic to tell me the score. The trip was a prize sponsored by an international group they belonged to. He kept his voice low as he explained that the organization was made up of a worldwide network or sexually open-minded people. "In some places, we're called swingers. Hedonists. Even perverts. But even though your folks don't approve, we figured you were open-minded." My folks, of course, thought the trip was a prize awarded by a soft-drink company. "Think you can handle 3 weeks of sex?" my uncle asked. "I've seen you naked, and you certainly have the equipment. I know that both Barbara and Sara want to try you out." Now that was a shocker. Uncle Marcus explained that sex with consenting relatives was not a taboo in the era of birth control. "I know you'd love to fuck Barbara. I've seen the way you look at her. And I just know you'd like the way Sara sucks cock. She's really very good!" Jesus! The idea of having Cousin Sara's pouty lips locked around my cock had me fidgeting in my seat as my cock uncoiled. Uncle Marcus knew what was happening to me and he smiled. "By the way, Brad, this isn't a commercial flight, but a charter. All 209 people on board are headed for the very same place we are. If you'll stand up, you're likely to see that a few have already started." I stood up and couldn't believe my eyes. A flight attendant was standing four rows behind us wearing only her cap, stockings and high heels. A woman who looked very matronly and wealthy (and around 50 was fingering the snatch of the flight attendant. People on both sides of the aisle were in various stages of undress and feeling, fondling and fucking each other. A hand stroked the bulge in my pants and looked to see the Sara was sitting where her father had been. Uncle Marcus smiled as he walked to the attendant, unzipping his fly as he walked. "Have a seat, Brad," Sara said, her hand still on my bulge. I sat down and Sara started loosening my pants. "My friend Victoria told me you had a big cock. Mom says big cocks run on the side of the men in her side of the family and the women run after them. I just love big ones. Ooh, it is! Mamma, look! Aunt Barbara was sitting behind us and suddenly she peered over the seats. I don't know who she was doing, but her blouse was off and her cleavage was quite a thrill. Her eyes widened as she saw my hard-on and she smiled. "Hmm, well, Bradley, I certainly hope you'll let your dear old aunt have some of that. Be good to him, Sara." Before I knew it, Cousin Sara's lips were soft, of course, and fit per- fectly around my cock. The inside of her mouth was warm and wet and her tongue danced around the head of my cock. Sara took one of my hands and directed it to her blouse, which she had unbut- toned, and I cupped one of her bare, firm breasts. I guess it was too much at one time. All the stimulation, getting sucked by Sara, hearing the moans from all the passengers on the jet . . . well, there was no way I could resist the urge to unload that first pent up wad right down Cousin Sara's throat. I gripped the seat arms tightly and added my own guttural noise to the loud sounds of lust. Sara seemed pleased that I came so fast. She squeezed my balls as she tried to slurp every drop of my stuff. She smiled around my cock, her green eyes looking up into my face and she growled deep in her throat. It sounded a little like she was gargling with my cum and the vibrations that traveled through me made me shiver. Sara let my drained lizard slide out of her mouth and then she immediately she put her hand behind my head and pressed her lips to mine. Her tongue darted into my mouth and I tasted the saltiness of my cum spiced with wintergreen. "Hmm, such a wonderful cock, Brad," she whispered, breaking the kiss and pressing my hand to her full breast. I was still trying to get a grip on things. Across the aisle from me, a businessman-type was sitting with his pants around his ankles and his cock in hand while he watched another man fuck his wife in the ass. When he came, she caught his stuff in her hands and rubbed it all over her tits. The flight attendant was jacking my uncle's sizable cock while a black woman (a famous model, I later found out) sucked on his balls. And Aunt Barbara had insinuated herself into the scenario. Her auburn hair was all I could see between the dark columns of the black woman's thighs. Everywhere I turned, someone was doing someone or watching as I was. Was this really happening? Were a couple of hundred people really sexing it up eight miles over the Atlantic? Had I just oiled my cousin's tonsils? Was my aunt somewhere behind me doing something with someone and had she really told me she wanted me to do her? Me? Really? "Hey, Brad." Sara was getting me out of my confusion. Yeah, that really was her stiff nipple poking my palm and that really was her hand wrapped around my hardening piece. "How about it, Brad?" she asked. "Do yo want to nail me?" Did I? I started helping her out of her clothes and soon she was reclining in the seat, legs wide, while I feasted on her folds and the juicy secretions that poured from her. Then she held me by the ears and pulled me up. "I want your big cock, cousin. Give it to me now." She guided it to entrance and she met my thrust, sinking half of my shaft into her tight twat with the first move. In no time, all eight thick inches were surrounded by hot cousin cunt. Aunt Barbara was on her knees behind us. She was straddling the face of a sleek blonde who lapped her pussy while a man stood in the aisle, his hands holding onto her hips, thrusting in and out of her pussy. My aunt watched me fuck her daughter when she wasn't dipping her tongue into the blonde. Barbara's face and lips were coated with a sheen of pussy juice and she smiled at me. "Sara has a delightful cunt, don't you think, Bradley? Oh, God! Like that! Nibble my button, Erin! Cumming . . . cum- ming!" Aunt Barbara's body shook as she came around the man's cock and into Erin's hungry mouth. Seconds later, the man pulled his uncircumcised cock from my aunt's pussy and popped it between Erin's lips. "Ahh!" he sighed as he released his cum. I watched Erin's throat as she swallowed fast so as not to lose a drop. Aunt Barbara climbed off and leaned down to give me a cunt-flavored kiss. Sara licked the juice from her cheek and my aunt's hand slid down my back and clutched my humping ass. "Fuck her, Bradley! Give Sara your love seed!" Hard to believe that my aunt was right there encouraging me to fuck her daughter. When her fingernail started teasing my asshole, I just let go my second load, spraying the depths of my dear cousin's clasping vagina. "Very good, Bradley," said Aunt Barbara as she gently stroked my back. "He's wonderful, mother," Sara gushed as her well-muscled pussy squeezed my slowly softening cock. I never would have guessed that my cousin would have ever called me wonderful. Or that I'd ever have gotten the opportunity to fuck her. With my naked aunt watching and approving. Whew! Aunt Barbara handed me a glass of champagne and while I caught my breath I took in the amazing sight of a jet-full of people fucking and feeling and sucking and sexing miles above the Atlantic Ocean. I recognized a few faces and Aunt Barbara confirmed that they were, indeed, the celebrities themselves. "Just don't tell anyone," she cautioned. "As is the case with most of the people on this flight, our private lives are not something of which some of the public would approve. But what we do in private, or with friends, is none of their business. "Mother, Brad's cum feels so good in my pussy," Sara cooed, her eyes sparkling. "Why don't you come here and try some?" With that invitation, my aunt stepped over a couple who were fucking in the floor and knelt between her daughter's spread thighs. She caressed Sara's thighs as she gazed at her daugh- ter's scarlet gash, my white cum leaking from it. Aunt Barbara winked at me and smiled as she bowed her head and licked her daughter's raw flesh with the flat of her tongue. Sara let out a long sigh. "Oh, Mother, you eat my pussy so well." A muscular black man who I found out was a professional football player stood next to Sara, his large hard-on towering from his pubic hair. Sara greeted him by name and suggested that he get behind Aunt Barbara and "put that thing where it'll do her good." My aunt was more than eager and willing to accommodate the massive dark meat he had. He had no problem sliding into my aunt's wet pussy. My cock was getting hard again and when Aunt Barbara felt it, she stopped sucking Sara and arranged another scenario. The black cock, thick and glistening with my aunt's juices, was offered to Sara's active lips and tongue as my mother's sister enveloped my stiff cock with her well-oiled cunt. Soon, Sara was being fucked by that black pole even as Aunt Barbara rode my cock up and down as if she were on a pogo stick. Sara's legs wrapped around the ebony ass as it flexed with each powerful thrust into my cousin. Air whooshed from her lungs as she whimpered and gasped. Aunt Barbara reached behind her and fondled my balls, urging me to cum inside her clasping channel. What put me over the edge was when Uncle Marcus suddenly appeared and stuck his jutting cock into Sara's hungry mouth. He thrust his hips a few times and then grunted. Sara's cheeks puffed out as her father's spunk gushed out of his swollen cockhead and she gulped his seed down. The black man shouted that he was cumming and he slammed his big cock deep into Sara and stood motionless as his balls spewed their fertile load into my cousin. Seeing Sara take all that cum is what set me off. And having my aunt's finger in my ass and her tongue in my ear while my cock was buried in her cunt helped, too, of course. There's really no way to adequately describe the feeling of cumming in your gorgeous aunt's pussy for the very first time, especially when you cousin is lying just-fucked beside you and you're flying high over the Atlantic with a jet filled with horny fuckers. A wild fantasy that really happened. In-fucking-credible! Well, there was plenty to write about in Europe, I can assure you, even though I can't name names or even tell what country it all happened in. Certainly it was too much to relate in a few paragraphs. Hell, I could write a book! I'm sure it'd be a best seller. But it would be so scandalous! "Sexstyles of the Rich and Famous!" Incest, buttfucking, bisexuality, golden showers, lesbian daisy chains, bondage, fetishes, spanking, all the things Europeans are noted for, were offered in abundance and during those three weeks I saw or participated in everything.