The seething passions that lurk within many individuals are often hidden beneath a veneer of normalcy, exposed only under extremely tempting circumstances.
The woman who, after a few drinks at a party, takes on all comers, male and female alike. The man who, during a strip show at a stag party, climbs up on stage with the girl and performs with her in front of his friends. The couple who, under group pressure, reluctantly joins the neighborhood wife-swappers.
Connie Snyder is one of these outwardly normal and quite proper people. A librarian in a small town, she quite deservedly has a reputation as a prudish, cold spinster. But within her lie abnormal desires and a love for the perverted, waiting only for the proper stimulus to arouse them.
WILD WILLING AUNT-the story of a woman like many of us, a woman whose desires are finally unleashed.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Connie Snyder's cunt burned with sticky heat. The reason was the book she read. Every page seemed sexier than the last, and Connie couldn't stop turning them.
It was the kind of book that she'd have never looked at on her own. However, as the branch librarian, she had a professional responsibility to know what kind of material she put on the shelves. Or, at least, this was what she tried to tell herself every time she slipped into the privacy of her office to read yet another dirty book.
"How ridiculous," Connie would mutter as she waded through the filth. "No woman would behave this way."
But then she'd go on to the next page, the next chapter, what she read going straight to her cunt until her panties were soaking wet and she could fool herself no longer. Then she'd have to deal with the reality of the ache between her legs. Her pussy was sure to keep throbbing until, sooner or later, she swallowed her guilt and did something about it.
Connie thanked God there was a lock on her office door when her hot cunt got the better of her. Now was one of those times. This book had to be the dirtiest one that had crossed her desk since her promotion to branch librarian. It didn't help that the heroine had the same first name as she did. Halfway through it, Connie's hand slipped beneath her skirt, flirting with her excited pussy.
In a trembling whisper, she read aloud: "Connie's thighs shamelessly parted as she lay on the bed facing the new man in her life. His hard cock fucked into the moist slit of her waiting pussy. When his prick was deeply in her, Connie clutched her thighs around his rolling hips, fucking him back as hard as he fucked her."
To the real Connie, it was like reading a fantasy about herself. A fantasy which frustrated her as much as it aroused her. For there was no man in her life whatsoever. No hard cock to fuck her yearning cunt.
She went to the door and locked it, temporarily sealing herself in a world of her own. By the time she'd returned to her desk, her skirt and half-slip were off. Since it was August, she wore no stockings. She was nude from the waist down except for her damp panties.
Back in her chair, she parted her thighs, just as the Connie in the book had done. Her cunt was very hairy, the wispy curls spreading beyond the elastic of her panties.
"Mmmmmm, feels so good," Connie moaned, rubbing her pussy through the damp fabric.
She liked to bring herself to a slow boil, teasing her cunt with a gentle stroking until another pair of panties were ruined by leaking pussy juice. Then she would peel away the panties, finally exposing her horny cunt. Her pussy lips swelled when she was turned on, emerging through the hairy thicket of her cunt bush. Connie liked to separate her cunt lips with her fingers, revealing the inner pink of her pussy gash.
"Oh, you're so beautiful," she whisper directly to her open cunt. "Such a beautiful, wet pussy."
These were words, of course, which Connie desperately longed to hear from a man. It was her decision to dress like a sexless old maid, so that no one could suspect what was underneath her shapeless wardrobe.
Why? Why did she punish herself when she was so eager to be fucked? Because, she was well aware, she couldn't trust herself. Even after all these years, her one experience with sucking and fucking still haunted her.
If only she'd lost her cherry to someone else that summer when she was eighteen, maybe she cold have had a normal life. But, on the other hand, was she really willing to give up the memory of the forbidden passion which had consumed her so long ago?
No. No, the fact was that her hidden past overshadowed everything. There were no men in her life now because she still couldn't get over the first and only one. For Connie feared that if she fucked again, it would inevitably destroy her self-control and lead her back into the bed of her original lover.
So she resisted temptation, making herself as unattractive as possible. But, at times like this, when fuck-lust surfaced and she was confronted with the striking reality of her own cunt, only one thing could keep Connie in check. And that was feeding on her memories.
It had become a ritual for Connie. Today was no exception to the pattern. Rhythmically finger-fucking her cock-starved pussy in the privacy of her locked office, she closed her eyes and drifted back in time until she was just eighteen again. It was that summer they'd gone to the beach. She could almost smell the salty ocean air...
* * *
"Going in swimming?" he said to her.
"Thought I'd get some sun first," she answered, stretched out on her stomach with the halter of her bikini untied so her back would get an even tan.
"Aw, c'mon," he urged. "You've been lying here all day."
"Any law against it?"
Picking up a handful of sand, he spilled it along Connie's back, from between her shoulder blades down to the plump rise of her barely covered ass.
"Very cute," Connie shot back, determined not to budge an inch.
But the next handful of sand was poured right into her hair. It got into her eyes, causing her to jump up and shake her head.
"I'll get you for this, Terry," she sputtered, blinking furiously.
And then Connie noticed that Terry was staring at her in a way that didn't seem right.
"What're you looking at, anyway?" she
"Y-your b-bikini," Terry stammered, almost breathless.
"What about it? Haven't you ever seen a girl in a bathing suit before?"
"Not like this. Not, uh, when half of it's missing..."
Connie glanced down and immediately blushed all over. When Terry had thrown the sand in her hair, she'd jumped up without her halter. Her bare tits bobbed in the open.
"Well, you've had your look," she muttered with embarrassment, turning away. "Hope you're satisfied."
She reached for her halter, intending to put it back on as quickly as possible. But then something inside Connie made her hesitate. With her tits still exposed, she faced Terry again.
"Do you like them?" she heard herself ask.
Terry was clearly afraid to respond, although he didn't stop staring.
Connie became bolder. "Do you like my tits? My gym teacher, Miss Byrd, told me they were very nice. But then she's not a boy. What do you think?"
"I-I'd better not say," Terry choked. But then he took a deep breath and added: "If you look in the right place, though, you can probably tell what's on my mind."
Connie might have been cherry, but she knew enough about boys to be aware of how they reacted to a half-naked girl. Her eyes automatically dipped below Terry's waist. He didn't hide it. There was a cock-bulge in his swim trunks which left nothing to even a virgin's imagination.
"You like my tits that much, huh?" Connie anxiously murmured.
"Can't help it," Terry gulped. "I'm only human, even if you are my own ... own..."
"Don't say it," Connie cut in. "Let's pretend we're not really who we are. Let's make believe that we're two other people. like a couple of strangers, stranded on a desert island."
"Then what?"
"We just do what comes naturally," Connie recklessly suggested, hungrily eyeing Terry's cock-bulge. "Okay? I mean, if you get to see my tits, I ought to be able to take a look at what you have to offer."
"My c-cock?" Terry stuttered.
"Why not? Just a peek."
She pulled out the elastic around Terry's waist. His stiff prick jumped up, emerging from the top of his swim trunks.
Her eyes wide with discovery, Connie excitedly panted: "I didn't know it was so big when it was hard."
She was quickly taking more than simply a peek. Her hand was inside Terry's trunks, stroking his rigid prick and fondling his heavy balls.
"You know how it makes me feel when I'm touching your cock and balls?" Connie continued. "It makes my cunt feel all hot and sticky and wet. like my cunt needs to be touched, too."
Connie took Terry's hand and placed it between her thighs. Her pussy leaked through the bottom of her bikini as she made him rub her crotch.
"You can finger-fuck my pussy if you want to, Terry," she whispered. "Finger-fuck my pussy while I'm jacking off your cock. We can make each other come."
Terry probed under the fabric of her bikini. When his middle fingers slipped into her juicy pussy gash, her cunt tightened around it and she began wiggling her ass. At the same time, she kept the hand-job going on Terry's cock, pulling the taut skin back and forth over the pulsing head of his prick.
"I'm gonna come!" Terry soon gasped.
"Mmmmmm, I already am," Connie swooned. "Hurry up and come along with me!"
She jerked at Terry's prick as fast as she could. His loins bucked, and, as he groaned with release, there was a creamy eruption of jism.
"Oooooh, you're coming now," Connie said gleefully. "I can feel your cum all over my hand. So wet and warm. So much of it."
When Terry's cock had slowed to a dribble, Connie took her hand out of his trunks and looked at the glistening results. Her fingers dripped with fresh jizz, and she brought them to her face.
"I've always wondered what a boy's cum tastes like," she giggled.
She sucked her cummy fingers clean.
"Now it's your turn to taste me," Connie insisted.
She removed Terry's hand from between her legs. His fingers glistened too, coated with a sheen of her pussy juice. When Terry licked them, his prick stiffened again.
"Something tells me we're not stopping here," Connie crooned.
Terry nervously looked around, scanning the beach. Hand-jobs under the cover of their bathing suits were one thing, but anything more was really playing with fire.
"I know what you're thinking," Connie said. "That this is no desert island, and that we might get caught."
Terry gulped and nodded. "It's more than that, too. We're not a couple of strangers, either. Not hardly. Can't get away from who we actually are, no matter how much we'd like to. Can't get away from the facts."
"I'll just ask you one simple question. You answer yes or no and that'll settle it," Connie replied. "You want to fuck me, don't you?"
Terry uncontrollably nodded.
"Then that's the only fact that matters," Connie maintained. "You're going to fuck me. You're going to pop my cherry with your big, hard cock."
"Wh-where?" Terry gasped.
"Just follow me."
Connie then jumped to her feet and ran to the water. Quickly she was swimming toward some cliffs. And Terry plunged in after her, in hot pursuit.
By the time Terry arrived at the isolated cove, Connie was waiting stark naked for him on the shore. When he got out of the water, he dropped his trunks and let his jutting hard-on point him toward her. As he approached, she slumped to the sand, raising and parting her knees so her hairy cunt was like a beacon.
"Fuck me!" she demanded, fingering her meaty pussy lips even farther apart.
And then he knelt so her thighs brushed his hips, taking aim at her wide-open cunt with his rigid prick.
"Fuck me!" Connie repeated, then she fell into a pleading chant. "Fuck me ... fuck me ... fuck me..."
The head of Terry's prick slipped between Connie's pussy lips. Male and female crotches lurched toward one another, as cock and cunt joined in squishing contact. Forbidden contact.
There could be no turning back now for Terry and Connie Snyder. For who they were was now forever linked with what they were doing ... brother and sister were fucking!
"Oh, you've got to pop it as soon as you can," Connie swooned. "Pop my cherry right away with your big cock in my cunt. I want to bleed for you, Terry. Want you to fuck my pussy bloody!"
She wrapped her legs around her brother's waist, forcing his prick into her cunt as deep as it would go. She started to feel pain.
"Hurts so good," Connie whimpered.
She pushed back when Terry shoved, having to close her eyes because of the jarring impact. But the pain was abruptly replaced by the most intense pleasure Connie had ever known.
"I came right when you popped it!" she cried. "Lost my cherry and came at exactly the same time!"
Connie reached into the tangle of loins. A rich mixture of blood and pussy juice ran from her fucked cunt into the crack of her ass. She smeared the liquid velvet all over her squirming ass-cheeks, a virgin no longer.
She sighed. "Now I know why I waited so long to get fucked. Couldn't be just any boy who took my cherry. Had to be your cock in my cunt, Terry. Oh, thank you, Terry, thank you for fucking me when I know you can have any piece of ass you want."
"No, Sis," Terry interrupted. "You've got it wrong. You're the one who's doing me the favor, as far as I'm concerned. There aren't any other girls."
"You mean..."
"Yes, I'm cherry too," Terry confessed. "You're the first girl who's ever seen my cock hard, let alone taken it in her cunt. I was beginning to think I'd never get laid."
Thrilled by this development, Connie squealed. "Oh, this is even better than I expected! Now I know we were really meant all along to fuck. Don't you see? It's fate. My cunt and your cock were just waiting for each other. Made for each other!"
"Won't get any argument out of me about that, Sis," Terry answered. "I was afraid I wouldn't know what the hell I was doing the first time a girl put out for me, but with you it's like we were born to fuck."
"Same here," Connie agreed. "So as long as we can't do anything wrong, let's take advantage of it by doing as much as we can."
"Whatever you want along with my cock in your cunt, Sis, just name it."
"No, you surprise me," Connie countered. "Just, mmmm, take me over. like you were raping me or something. Be an animal."
She closed her eyes again, wanting to be overwhelmed. Terry responded to her invitation by sucking her tits while he continued to fuck her. Then, as he passed his mouth from one tit to the other, her hard nipples seemed to beg for something even more than mere suction.
He bit one of her nipples, and Connie climaxed on the spot.
"Now harder, harder!" Connie cried. "Twice as much!"
Terry pushed her tits together and closed his teeth around both nipples. When they swelled with trapped blood, he rubbed his tongue against them. Connie came nonstop.
But her brother still wasn't finished. With her nipples snagged securely between his teeth, he no longer needed both hands to hold Connie's tits in place. So he reached beneath her. And when he started exploring the crack of Connie's ass, it was only a short matter of time before he was finger-fucking her ass-hole.
Connie had never even thought of her ass-hole in connection with sex before. But now the wriggling finger in her ass made her realize that the nerves in her ass-hole were directly linked to her clit.
"Give me more down there!" she cried. "You can't believe how much it makes me come!"
Her brother added a second finger in her ass. It wasn't enough for Connie. A third finger wasn't, either.
"More! More!" she continued to demand. Then, startling her brother and herself, she blurted: "I could take your whole cock in my ass!"
"You really mean it, Sis?" Terry gulped. "Just try me!"
Terry forgot about Connie's tits for the time being. He even forgot about her cunt.
His fingers left her ass-hole, having widened the passage. Greased by pussy juice, Terry's nine-inch cock fucked in to the hilt. And by then his sister had drawn her legs all the way back over her head, jackknifing her naked body to sharpen the angle of the ass-fucking.
Terry fucked her with thrust after thrust of his pistoning cock. Connie couldn't believe how good it hurt.
Then, while she waited for her brother to shoot his cum-load, Connie added to her own orgasmic frenzy. With the vibrations from her fucked ass wired directly to her clit, the magic button at the top of her cunt stood out at twice its normal size. She could actually grip her clit between her thumb and forefinger, rhythmically stroking the erotic bullet of flesh.
Guessing that her brother's climax was seconds away, Connie promptly abandoned her clit in favor of Terry's balls. She took one ball in each hand, rubbing them together to prime her brother's supply of jism just before his cock erupted.
"Come, come, come!" she sang. "Now, now, now!"
Terry's cock reacted on cue. The jizz gushed in a continuous stream rather than in separate bursts. There was so much cum that Connie's ass couldn't hold it all, and it seemed like such a shame to waste any. So by her own hand she transferred her brother's climaxing prick back to her cunt and took the last of his cock cream there.
"Ahhhh, how could I be so lucky?" Connie sighed. "An ass-full and pussyful of cum on my first fuck."
"Luck had nothing to do with it, Sis," Terry rasped, collapsing with fatigue on top of his naked sister. "Maybe neither of us ever fucked before, but I know this much-you're as horny as a girl can get. The way you put out, you could turn any guy into a stud. Nobody could say no to you."
"I'll settle for the guy I've already got," Connie purred, pledging her hot, young body to her brother. "And I've got a whole summer to prove you're right. To make sure you never say no to me."
"You've got yourself a deal, Sis," Terry sighed, his cock hardening again in Connie's squeezing cunt.
CHAPTER TWO
When the summer ended, so did the incestuous sucking and fucking. A year older than her brother, Connie had to go away to college. When she came home for Christmas, expecting their fucking to pick up where it had left off, she had a rude awakening. Terry had a girlfriend he was fucking, and he had no time for Connie.
Six months later Terry had knocked the girl up and was a married man. Connie was crushed. Other boys asked her out and tried to get into her pants, but she never got over her hung brother. Finally, she cut herself off from the dating scene by becoming a frumpy bookworm. From there, she was on a treadmill that led to life as a sedate librarian.
Which brought Connie up to the present, alone in her office with the bitter-sweet taste of her memories and a finger-fucked cunt...
And now the outside world was intruding, in the form of a persistent rapping on her door and an urgent whine. "Miss Snyder. Miss Snyder! I think we need you out here right away."
"Coming, Alice," Connie called back to her assistant, the only woman she knew who was plainer than she was.
Hurriedly putting her skirt and half-slip back on, Connie left her panties off. These she stuffed in her purse. Tonight she would sniff their damp crotch to remind herself of the one ray of sunshine in her otherwise bleak life. Besides, it made her feel secretly wicked to be naked underneath her baggy skirt, turning herself on-even if the rest of the world thought she was sexless.
Connie emerged from her office to go about her business. Alice was waiting, clearly all atwitter about something.
"Miss Snyder," she whispered, "you've got to do something. There's a boy in the bathroom."
"Hardly a cause for alarm, Alice," Connie dryly noted. "Nature calls for everyone."
"But he took a book in there with him. One of our worst books, if you know what I mean," Alice breathlessly reported.
"You mean a dirty one."
Alice vigorously nodded. "And he's been in there ever so long. I tried the door and it's locked."
So, Connie thought with amusement, Alice suspected him of jacking off. It had happened before. And, since she had a master key, Alice usually barged in and stopped it, herself. Indeed, she seemed to enjoy a fleeting glance at a hard, young cock. Connie wondered aloud why this time was different.
"Thought you ought to handle this personally, Miss Snyder," Alice explained in a hush. "This isn't just any boy."
"Well, who is he, then?" Connie impatiently snapped, tired of Alice's old maid ways, possibly because they reminded her of herself.
"Now don't worry, I won't breathe any of this to a soul," Alice confidentially answered, "but I think it's your brother's boy. Kevin. I'm so sorry, Miss Snyder, so sorry I have to tell you something like this about your own nephew."
Connie would have bet that a rattlesnake was sorrier after biting a victim. It was no secret that Alice wanted her job and loved to make her look bad. Given the chance, Connie knew, Alice would be right on her heels, an eyewitness if anything went wrong.
"You haven't taken your lunch hour yet, have you?" Connie crisply noted. "Well, why don't you go now? Things are slow this time of day. I can handle anything that comes up myself."
That got rid of Alice. And after her assistant's sheepish exit, Connie realized that the library was empty. If the boy in the bathroom really was her nephew, at least she could deal with him without an audience.
The master key in hand, Connie went to the bathroom. Really, the sensible thing to do would be simply to knock and give the kid a chance to stuff his prick back in his jeans so he could avoid a scene on his own. Barging in was Alice's style. But, then again, Connie had to admit that she had her own curiosity about hard, young cock.
She unlocked and opened the door without warning.
"Aunt Connie!" he gasped with shock, dropping the book in question.
It was Kevin, all right. His jeans were down around his ankles. He let go of his hard cock as if he suddenly had a red-hot poker jutting between his legs. But it was too late for him to turn back the tide of the hand-job he'd been giving himself. A creamy torrent of cum gushed from the head of his rigid prick.
Connie just stood there watching, viewing her nephew in a whole new light. She felt like she'd been hypnotized and carried back in time by the power of suggestion. For, as she saw him coming, it wasn't Kevin who registered with her so much as his father. Yes, the boy was Terry at that age all over again in Connie's eyes.
After a long silence where the only sound was the dripping of jizz, Connie heard herself say: "I think you and I'd better go into my office."
She waited while Kevin clumsily put his cock back in his pants. His prick was so slippery with jizz and he was so nervous that he had trouble with it. Connie's pussy moistened while she watched him struggle with the handful of cock meat, as she recalled the first time she'd ever jacked off his father's prick.
They went to the office. Connie closed the door behind them, locking it from the inside.
"Are you afraid of me?" Connie asked.
"Afraid you might tell my dad what I did," Kevin choked. "Don't know what got hold of me."
"It was that book, no doubt," Connie soothingly suggested. "I've read it. I can see where it would give you ideas. Do you read a lot of books that make you ... hard?"
Kevin flinched at her choice of words, but nodded in response.
"Then you must jack off a lot," Connie said, her understanding smile somehow softening her bold language.
Kevin nodded again.
"Then you're still cherry?" Connie asked, almost purring now.
Her nephew nodded a third time. And when Connie edged nearer to him, he stayed put, held in check by the smoldering eye-contact she'd made with him through the thick lenses of her glasses.
She said: "Have you ever wondered if there are any women in real life like the women in those books?"
"All the time," a gulping Kevin admitted.
"Would you like to meet one?" Connie murmured.
As her nephew struggled for an answer, she took off her glasses. Short of beginning to strip, it was the sexiest thing to do. Without her glasses, Connie's appearance took on an entirely different nature.
"Those books have" given me some ideas of my own, too," she seductively told her staring nephew. "I wonder about those women, too. What it would take to turn myself into one of them."
Now Connie let down her long, brown hair, so it spilled over her shoulders out of the bun she normally wore. And she was gradually closing in the distance between her nephew and herself.
"I-I never knew you were so pretty, Aunt Connie," Kevin muttered.
"As we librarians say, you can't tell a book by its cover," Connie chuckled.
She promptly unbuttoned her drab blouse. Underneath was a lacy bra which hugged her large tits with elegant splendor.
"I've always been a sucker for soft things against my body. The special parts of my body," Connie crooned. "Sometimes I can't tell if I'm even wearing them. like, mmmmm, now."
She had just unhooked her bra. It floated to the floor as her bare tits jutted in the open, capped by nipples the size and color of ripe strawberries.
"Do you like them?" she said, asking her nephew the same question she'd asked his father so many years before. "Do you like my tits?"
And Kevin reacted the same as his dad had on that summer day long ago. The cock-bulge at his crotch was enormous.
She reached down and unzipped Kevin's fly. Then her hand was in his jeans, filling with cock meat. When she pulled out her nephew's cock and balls, he had a massive hard-on.
"Looks even bigger than when I caught you jacking off," Connie teased. "Now I wonder how to explain that."
"It's you, Aunt Connie," Kevin seriously answered. "You're the sexiest woman I've ever seen."
"Sexier than the women in those books?"
"I just read about them. You're right here in front of me, so close I can touch you."
"Yes, touch me, touch me," Connie steamily beckoned, drawing her nephew's arms around her so her tits crushed against his chest.
Then they kissed, their mouths sealed and their tongues darting down one another's throat. With Connie's coaxing nudges, her nephew's hands started to roam. By the time the kiss was broken, his hands were under her skirt, on the bare cheeks of her ass so Kevin knew she wore no panties.
Connie smiled at him, undoing her last item of clothing. As her skirt fell, she stepped back just enough so Kevin could see her cunt, anxious to catch the expression on his face when he realized how hairy she was where it mattered the most on a woman.
"Jesus!" Kevin blurted, his jaw dropping at the sight of her hairy pussy. "I've seen pictures ... but never anything like this."
"It tastes even better than it looks," Connie promised.
She put her hands on her nephew's shoulders, gently forcing him to his knees before her so he directly faced her cunt. Then her hands went to her crotch, parting the hair so her swollen pussy lips showed.
"Eat me," Connie urged. "Eat my cunt."
Now her hands were on Kevin's head. She forced his face between her thighs at the same time she bucked her crotch, grinding her pussy lips against his drooling mouth after contact was made.
"Use your tongue," she instructed. "Lick it all around my cunt. Mmmmmm, thatta boy ... now higher. Know where my clit is? At the top of my cunt ... yes, right there. Lick my clit and I'll come in your mouth."
Kevin did more than just lick Connie's clit. He sucked it. As her hips rolled, she was fucking his mouth.
"Oooooh, I hope you're thirsty for something sweet," Connie moaned.
She climaxed harder than she'd done in years and years-with an orgasmic force she hadn't experienced since the last time she'd come for Kevin's father.
"God, suck it, suck it!" she wildly urged her slurping nephew. "Suck every drop of cum out of my wet cunt!"
Kevin put his tongue into her oozing cunt and used it like a spoon, gorging himself on her pussy juice. But he'd never get it all. Because the more female cum he swallowed, the more Connie climaxed. Indeed, she bore down with her cunt until her nephew was tongue-fucking her.
"I'm coming so much I'm weak in the knees," Connie moaned.
Her legs buckled. Her nephew tried to hold her up, but all he did was break her fall so she gradually slumped down on top of him.
She told him, "Just keep eating my cunt and I'll do the rest."
Connie began shifting her naked body above her nephew. She felt his tongue twist in her cunt as she slowly turned, finally completing a half-circle.
Now, straddling Kevin's head at one end of the action, Connie faced down toward his throbbing balls and twitching cock at the other end. She stripped down his jeans, then lowered her mouth to feast on all that fine, young cock meat.
Kevin, Connie could now see, had just enough hair on his crotch to be manly, yet remained smooth enough to remind her he was still a boy. The crack of his ass was still fuzzy. She started by licking in the deep valley between his ass cheeks, briefly tasting the pucker of his ass-hole on her way to his balls.
When she reached Kevin's balls, Connie playfully tugged at the ball-sac with her teeth.
Then she took a mouthful of the tightly packed pouch, sucking all of one egg-shaped ball and part of the other so spit drooled down her chin into the split of her nephew's ass.
Until this point, Kevin hadn't said a word. But now he temporarily stopped eating her pussy to react to what was going on between his legs.
"I'll come too soon if you keep doing that to my balls, Aunt Connie."
Connie knew exactly what he meant, but wanted to hear him ask for it, so she teased: "Too soon for what?"
"Uh ... you know, don't you, Aunt Connie?"
Connie waited him out with devilish silence, forcing Kevin to call his own shots.
"Well, you know, it's like I kinda thought when I came that maybe it ought to be in your mouth, Aunt Connie. You know, like you've been coming in mine."
Connie was only too happy to reward him by guiding his cock head between her lips, then gulping until she'd drawn his prick all the way into her throat. When Kevin responded to her warm suction with lurching hips, he forced her to swallow the rest of his prick. Although he'd wanted a blow-job, this was more than just that-he was fucking his aunt's mouth all the way.
"Damn, that feels good," the boy said. "And, damn, am I gonna come! Hope you're as thirsty for my jizz, Aunt Connie, as I am for your pussy juice."
Then Kevin went back to tongue-fucking his aunt's pussy to the same tempo as he was fucking her mouth with his cock. Connie started climaxing again right away as the tide rose between her nephew's legs to set the stage for a creamy flood of jism.
Connie was just as anxious for Kevin to leg go as he was to shoot his cum-load. Maybe more so. This may have been his first sixty-nine, but it had been lorfger than he'd lived since his aunt had tasted her last cum from a sucked cock.
So Connie pulled the trigger just a little bit ahead of time, squeezing her nephew's balls with one hand and finger-fucking his ass-hole with the other. However, her chief method of persuasion was still her sucking mouth on his straining prick.
"Aaarrrggghhh!" Kevin groaned as if he were in pain. But the sheerest pleasure was really what he expressed, as the hot cream from his spurting cock poured down his aunt's throat.
And, while she hungrily swallowed, Connie couldn't help comparing her nephew's cum with her brother's. like father, like son, she happily concluded. Sucking Kevin's cum-gushing prick was like a flashback to sucking Terry's prick.
Then, when Kevin's balls were drained, it was time for Connie to make a further comparison. Perhaps this was the most crucial one of all as far as she was concerned. Would Kevin's cock still be hard when it left her mouth, the way Terry's had always been after she sucked him off? Hard enough to fuck her right away?
"Yes. God, yes," she sighed with relief when she saw that the youthful boner hadn't lost a thick, throbbing inch in spite of all the jizz it had just fed her. She immediately fell away from on top of the completed sixty-nine, landing on her ass beside her nephew. "You've still got a hard-on. Use it in my cunt!"
"You mean now?"
"Fuck me? Fuck my hairy cunt with your beautiful young cock!"
"Don't forget that I'm cherry, Aunt Connie," Kevin self-consciously warned. "Might not be as good at fucking you as I ought to be."
"You'll be perfect," Connie confidently predicted. "I'll make you perfect!"
She raised her knees and spread her legs. Her fingertips snagged her pussy lips, pulling them apart as far as they'd go, almost to her inner thighs. Connie had that old feeling, as if she were all cunt, just like when she'd been eighteen and begging Kevin's father to fuck her.
"Yeah, you make it easy for a guy, all right," Kevin rasped, sweating with excitement and moving into position.
"Hold it like a knife," Connie told him when he put a guiding hand around his hard-on. "Hold your big cock like a butcher knife and stab me with it. Stab my cunt so I scream because you're fucking me so deep I think you're going to cut me in two."
It was the kind of talk from a horny woman that turned a cherry-boy into an instant stud. Gripping his boner like the weapon his aunt craved, Kevin fell between her thighs and fucked into her pussy. He was hung with nine inches of cock, but it seemed like a lot more by the time he'd fucked into Connie's pussy to his balls.
"Oooooh, fuck me to death!" Connie screamed on cue. "Move it, move that huge cock in my pussy ... back and forth ... in and out!"
She came. Came from the first cock in her cunt since Kevin's father had last fucked her. It wasn't the same as coming by her own hand, or even from having her pussy eaten.
"There's nothing like getting fucked ... mmmm, being fucked. Makes me come like I'll never stop!"
"Then I'm doing it right?" Kevin anxiously asked.
"You're fantastic," Connie assured him. "And you'll only get better."
She pulled his head down to her big tits. Then his tongue automatically went to work. When his aunt popped a nipple into his mouth, Kevin sucked like a nursing baby at the same time he fucked her pussy with his man-sized prick.
"Ahhhh, makes me come twice as much when you suck my tits at the same time you fuck me," Connie moaned.
Kevin switched to the other nipple.
"Bite me now," Connie urged him, remembering how his father had once used his teeth on her tender tits. "It'll hurt me sooo goooood!"
By this point Kevin just went with the flow, ready to give his horny aunt whatever she asked for. So his strong teeth sank into the spongy tit-flesh around her nipple. When she squealed for more, he bit harder.
"God, the pain!" Connie cried. "The sweet, sweet pain! I've waited so long to feel it again!"
She writhed in heat, caught in an erotic tug of war between agony and ecstasy. When her nephew wrenched her chewed nipple around double with his biting teeth, she violently thrashed her hips so his cock simultaneously corkscrewed in her fucked cunt, feeding her nonstop climax with a double dose of twisting friction.
"Jeez, Aunt Connie, you make me feel like I'm at an orgy," Kevin rasped. "like I'm sucking and fucking more than one of you at once."
"Mmmmm, you don't just do all the right things, you say them, too," Connie sighed. "You're learning so fast how to please a woman that it almost scares me. I'm afraid that as soon as you walk out of my office, I'll lose you forever. The girls will be lining up to fuck you."
"But I don't want to fuck any boy else except you, Aunt Connie," Kevin sincerely maintained. "Anybody else'd just be second best. While I was fucking them, I'd be thinking the whole time about you."
"Oh, I wish I could believe that," Connie wistfully murmured, recalling how Kevin's father had made a similar vow to her during their incestuous summer and then betrayed her.
"Trust me, Aunt Connie. You've got to trust me," Kevin insisted. "I'll be here at the library to fuck you every day if that's what you want."
"Yes, I do, I do," Connie passionately confessed. "And even if you do change your mind, I'll take what I can get for as long as I can."
"Don't worry, you're stuck with me. Permanently," Kevin promised. "I won't look at another girl. As far as they're concerned, I'll still be the same old cherry wimp. Is it a deal, Aunt Connie?"
"Only if you sign, seal and deliver it right now," Connie breathlessly replied, ready after all these years to gamble again with her emotions. "Make it official by giving me a cuntful of that hot, young cum I've fucked you so hard to get."
"Wow, will I!" Kevin declared.
He took over completely for the first time. Lifting Connie's legs so they hooked over his shoulders, he fucked his prick into her pussy with jackhammering cock-thrusts which angled almost straight down.
"Come, come, come," Connie whimpered as he devastated her with his macho series of jolting cock-thrusts. "Come so much that my cunt can't hold it all."
"Yeah!" Kevin crowed, fucking his prick in her cunt one last time.
His cock exploded at the depths of his aunt's pussy. The scalding rush of his jizz made Connie come just as hard as he was. Her thirsty cunt grabbed at his cum-spurting prick, greedily milking it.
"More, more cum!" she pleaded, even though her swamped pussy was already leaking.
Eager to please her, Kevin strained from within, adding another creamy burst to his climax through sheer willpower. But then he had to admit that he had no more jizz to shoot, and his cock slowed to a dribble in Connie's oozing pussy.
"Sorry I ran out," he boyishly apologize.
"That's all right. More than all right," Connie dreamily sighed. "Fact is, you fucked me just perfect from start to finish. Now take your cock out of my cunt and I'll give you the frosting on the cake."
Kevin withdrew his dripping prick, his hard-on finally gone. But only for a moment. He got it back again when he watched his fucked aunt smear his jizz all over her hairy crotch from thigh to thigh, then up as far as her belly and down into the crack of her ass.
And when he told Connie that she was the most beautiful woman in the world, she let herself believe him.
CHAPTER THREE
Connie looked at her watch. It was almost one. Her heart began to pound in anticipation.
Leaving her office, she scanned the library. Spotting Alice, she walked over to her.
"You can take your lunch hour now," Connie told her assistant.
"Of course, Miss Snyder," Alice muttered.
It was the most they'd said to one another since yesterday afternoon. It was clear that Alice was dying to know how Connie had handled the incident with Kevin in the bathroom.
When Alice had gone, Connie moved behind the main desk. A couple of people checked out books, and she made polite conversation with them but hardly knew what she said as she stole repeated glances at the front door.
And then he was there. In jeans, sneakers and a T-shirt, he ambled boyishly to the desk with a sly grin in his handsome face.
"Told you I'd be back," he drawled, winking.
"Yes, well, let's see if we can find that book you asked about, young man," Connie answered. "If you'll just follow me..."
She led him back into the stacks, away from view.
"Aren't we going into your office?" the boy whispered.
"Can't as long as there's someone in the library I might have to wait on," Connie whispered back, referring to the old man who was still in the building. "Really, I should have had you come by the house tonight."
Connie knew she should have her head examined, but when the boy pulled out his hard young cock she was immediately down on her knees before him. Then his cock was in her mouth, being hungrily swallowed as she began giving her nephew a blow-job while she was supposed to be minding the desk.
"Don't worry, Aunt Connie, I'll come quick," Kevin promised in a low, panting voice. "Haven't been able to think about anything else but you since yesterday, so I'm horny as hell."
He took her head, guiding her suction as he rolled his hips so he fucked her in the mouth. She let out a gurgling cry at one point, indicating that she'd just climaxed from sucking his prick.
'. 'Jeez, you make it so damned easy for me to shoot my wad," Kevin gasped in response to her frantic suction.
Wincing with pleasure, he let go with a torrent of jizz from his abruptly spurting cock. Connie gulped the cum down as fast as it gushed, squeezing Kevin's balls to milk him dry.
She finished just in the nick of time, shuffling footsteps drifting from beyond the stacks. Fortunately they were going the other way, toward the front of the library.
Connie was in a daze as she emerged from the stacks. The old man was impatiently waiting, ready to check out some books.
Her tongue still coated with teenage jizz, Connie was afraid to open her mouth to speak while she went through the motions of her job. Worse, the old man kept staring at her, making it all she could do to keep from blushing.
When he left, Connie went straight to a mirror. And then she did blush, a deep shade of red which vividly contrasted with the creamy glob of unswallowed cum trickling from the corner of her freshly fucked mouth.
She was trembling from the close call when she caught sight of her nephew again. As much as she craved more of his hard, young cock, she knew that the only sensible thing was to tell him that he must leave now. They'd pushed their luck in the library far enough.
And then Kevin said the one thing that could tempt her to push it even farther. "Looks like we're all alone now, huh, Aunt Connie? Just like we were yesterday when you took my cherry."
Connie glanced around the empty building, making her decision. Quickly, she and Kevin were on their way to her office, tempting fate all over again. And, Connie was determined, if she was going to take such a risk she'd definitely make it worth her while...
"Yes, that's where I want it," Connie assured her nephew. "Your big cock as deep as it'll go in me down there."
"But won't it hurt?"
"Mmmmm, it better," Connie sighed with anticipation.
"Well, if you say so."
"It's an order!" she said. "Help me up onto my desk."
The desk was large. Connie could easily kneel on all fours on it. Then, in too much of a hurry to take the time to undress, she flipped her skirt up over her hips. Once again she wore no panties, and her bare ass arched high in the air.
She spread her ass cheeks. The valley between them was wispy with the hair which grew from her pussy. But the curly growth did not conceal the dented pucker she intended as the target for her nephew's cock.
"Yes, I love it in the ass," Connie sighed. "Tightest fucking there is."
She stuck her finger in her shit pit, widening the opening with a wriggling probe. Then she licked the finger clean, slurping from the special flavor.
"If we still have time, I'll suck your cock after it's fucked my ass," she promised her staring nephew. "But first things first. To begin with, you've still got that beautiful monster in your pants."
As if in a trance, Kevin unzipped his jeans. His rigid prick sprang out like a switchblade knife.
"Now, don't be shy. Come here," Connie beckoned. "We might not have much time."
Kevin stood at the edge of the desk, his hard-on jutting up at a curving angle.
"Yes, that's the way," she said when he had a leveling grip on his cock. "Now slip the head of your cock between the cheeks of my ass. Thatta boy. Rub it around until you feel at home back there."
Kevin tickled the blunt tip of his prick with his aunt's cunt bush, causing his balls to rise and fall in their sac. From the way his breath speeded up, it was clear he was rapidly getting used to the idea of fucking his first ass.
"You're still thinking about how much it'll hurt me, aren't you?" Connie chuckled. "Only now you're looking forward to it. Isn't that right, stud?"
Kevin admitted it was true, stroking his cock in anticipation as the throbbing cockhead nudged his aunt's ass-hole. "Can I put it in now, Aunt Connie?"
"After a little detour," Connie answered. "First we have to get your cock slippery enough so it'll slide all the way to your balls when you fuck me where I shit."
"You mean grease my cock for your ass with the juice from your pussy?"
"You catch on sooo fast."
Then she reached down, spreading her pussy lips from the rear. Kevin's cock plunged into the pink tunnel.
"Hear my cunt squish?" Connie sighed. "You know how wet it is. Now hurry up and pull back out before I'm tempted to leave your cock in there longer than it needs to be. My pussy'll steal your cock from my ass if it can."
Kevin withdrew. His hard-on glistened from tip to root. Then his cockhead was nudging against his aunt's ass-hole.
"I'll fart to let you in," Connie matter-of-factly said. "And the minute I open up, you shove. Shove as hard as you can."
The sudden burst of perfumed wind was Kevin's cue. As his aunt farted, his crotch bucked. Slick with pussy juice, his prick fucked into Connie's ass with slimy momentum.
"Ooooooh, fantastic, you got it all in on the first try!" Connie swooned. "Feels like the head of your cock's all the way into my belly. Every time you fuck me it seems like you're hung even bigger. Especially now that your cock's jammed up my ass."
"Should I move it, Aunt Connie?" Kevin uncertainly asked. "Move my prick in your ass the way I did when I fucked your pussy?"
"That's right. In and out ... back and forth," Connie answered.
Kevin tried it, but for the moment his hilted prick wouldn't budge in his aunt's narrow channel.
"I, uh, think I'm stuck," he sheepishly admitted.
"Here, then let me shit on your cock a little bit to get you started," Connie readily suggested.
She strained from within, her ass guts fluttering.
Still, Kevin thought she must be teasing him, until a slinky sort of liquid warmth seeped around his hard-on. He didn't have time to be disgusted, for all at once his lubed prick reacted with a pumping jerk that made his aunt's shitty ass gurgle.
"Nothing makes me feel dirtier than this!" Connie shamelessly declared. "Hope it does the same for you, Kevin. Some people say sex is supposed to be beautiful, but I still like it the old-fashioned way. Dirty. Dirty as it can be. And nothing's dirtier than a big cock fucking me right where I shit."
Kevin had to agree. Being in the gutter with his aunt was heaven on earth to him.
And Kevin speeded up the rate of his cock-thrusts, lengthening them in the process. Soon when he pulled back only the head of his prick remained in his aunt's ass-hole, so he could see how filthy the shaft of his prick had become. Then he'd fuck in to the root with a brutal surge, his balls slapping Connie's cunt while he filled her ass with every inch of his prick.
"You killer," she told him.
"No, Aunt Connie," I'm gonna make you live forever," Kevin had the wit to answer. "That's what you'll think when I have you coming."
"Oooooh, yes!" Connie agreed, climaxing on the spot. "It's fantastic!"
Kevin continued to fuck his cock in her ass, trying to make her come as much as he could.
"Play with my cunt while you're fucking my butt," she told him. "That's it, use your fingers. Feel how wet I am? Know why? 'Cause my ass-hole's wired directly to my cunt. When you fuck my butt, it goes right to my pussy and makes my cum flow like wine. Best of all, though, is what happens to my clit. Go ahead, touch it. Touch my clit."
"Jeez!" Kevin gasped.
"like a baby prick, isn't it?" Connie proudly bubbled. "When I get fucked in the ass my clit always swells up that big. Want to jack off your auntie's stiff clit while you're butt-fucking her?"
"Jeez, yes!"
"Then what're you waiting for?"
Kevin groped at the bullet of clit-flesh. At first it wouldn't stay in his grasp.
"Pinch it," Connie instructed.
Getting hold of his aunt's clit again, Kevin applied more pressure than before, using his thumb and finger like a pair of tweezers.
"Mmmmm, that's more like it," Connie sighed. "Now every time you move your cock in my ass, jerk at my clit."
"This way, Aunt Connie?" Kevin anxiously asked.
"Ahhhh, thatta boy," Connie moaned. "But you've got to keep it up. Keep jacking off my clit the whole time you're fucking my butt so I won't be able to stop coming."
"You coming now, Aunt Connie?"
"Ooooh, what do you think?" Connie squealed, her orgasmic pussy juice running like piss down her nephew's arm as he worked on her erect clit.
Now she rocked back and forth on her knees, forcing Kevin's cock to piston more rapidly in her ass and his fingers to tug at her clit. To add to her orgasmic thrills, she reached under her baggy sweater and squeezed her own braless tits, with special attention to the ultra-sensitive buds of her nipples.
"I'm out of my mind," she breathlessly admitted. "So crazy from coming that I'm ready to try anything."
"Just name it, Aunt Connie," Kevin readily volunteered. "I'll do anything you want."
"That's just the problem," Connie panted. "I'm not sure exactly what I want you to do to me now. Just know I need something that tears me apart. Think of something, Kevin, please think of something to do to me. Something mean and nasty."
"Well, there's this thing I read about in a dirty magazine once," Kevin haltingly replied. "It's pretty bad."
"Do it! Do it!"
"I'll give it a try."
Kevin let go of Connie's mauled clit. His hand moved to the yawning split of her rear-spread pussy. A finger probed within, then another and another.
"Oh, yes! Your whole hand. Put your whole hand in my pussy, all the way up to your wrist."
Kevin added the rest of his fingers, his aunt's cunt stretching in reaction. But would it stretch enough for the kinky act he'd read about in the dirty magazine?
"Now this next part's kinda far out," he warned Connie. "You let me know if it's too much for your pussy."
"I told you, I'm ready for anything," Connie insisted. "Give me the works!"
Kevin took a deep breath and began curling his fingers in his aunt's cunt.
"Yes, make a fist. A fist in my pussy!" she pleaded. "Fist-fuck my pussy while your cock's fucking my ass!"
Kevin's thumb adjusted to join the cluster of knuckles in his aunt's stuffed cunt. Her pussy lips clutched his wrist.
"Sock it to me!" Connie urged.
Kevin's elbow jerked. His aunt's cunt squished as his knuckles pinched to its juicy depths.
"Harder, harder!" Connie urged. Kevin tried it again, noticing that the surge of his knuckles in her pussy forced his cock to jump back a notch away in her ass-hole. But when he eased up with his fist, then his cock reacted with an immediate thrust up her shit pit.
"That's right," Connie excitedly told him, "back and forth between my pussy and ass with your fist and cock. Fist-fuck and ass-fuck me back and forth."
As the tempo increased, his fist and cock became the pistons of a two-cylinder erotic engine, pumping nonstop in his aunt's pair of fuck-holes.
"This is it! Absolutely, completely, positively it!" Connie crowed. "The most I've ever been fucked! I'm not just coming, I'm flying. Hope I never land!"
"You know only one thing could make me stop fucking you, Aunt Connie," Kevin gasped. "And I think it's gonna happen real soon."
His cock erupted during one of its deep thrusts in Connie's ass, coming in a creamy torrent.
"If it has to end, I can't think of any better way," Connie sighed as her nephew's scalding jizz spurted into her ass guts.
While his prick unloaded in his aunt's ass, Kevin's hand slid from her cunt. Connie reached for his hand, bringing the dripping fingers to her mouth and sucking her own pussy juice from them.
In the meantime, Kevin's prick slowed to a trickle and lost its rigid edge. From that point, his hard-on collapsed by degrees, finally shrinking out of his aunt's bubbling ass-hole. In addition to a sheen of its own jizz, his cock was smeared with her shit, the mixture creating a sticky coating that was the color of caramel.
"Gotta clean up," Kevin mumbled. "Got something to wipe my cock with, Aunt Connie?"
Turning around on the desk to face her nephew's filthy prick, Connie smiled. "Got something better than that."
She sucked Kevin's shitty prick clean. His hard-on returned and Connie kept sucking until her lips and throat were sore, only to be eventually soothed by another creamy load of teenage jizz...
"Call me at home," Connie said when Kevin shuffled to the door like a punch-drunk boxer. "Next time we'll do it in a soft, warm bed. Without a time limit."
Kevin wearily waved and was gone.
Stepping out into the library, Connie saw that a few people had wandered in while she was locked up with Kevin. The expressions on their faces when she appeared indicated that their curiosity had been aroused by the strange sounds they'd heard through the office door. Connie had the devilish urge to give them all the finger. But then she saw Alice coming back to work.
"Oh, I'm so glad you're here," she called to her assistant. "I'm afraid I've been hit by a sudden case of the flu or something. My throat's sore and it hurts when I stand or walk. I'm afraid you'll have to run things for the next couple of days, Alice."
"Yes, you just go straight on home, Miss Snyder," Alice said, false sympathy curdling her voice.
Then, as Connie moved to depart, she treated the patrons to a groan, the kind they'd heard through the door. They bought it, nodding understandingly.
CHAPTER FOUR
Since Connie's neighbors were a nosy lot, she thought about arranging to meet her nephew at a motel when he called. Of course, she'd pay for the room. Gladly. She might even slip Kevin a little something extra, too, although he'd probably be too polite to take it.
But, as the weekend approached while Connie supposedly recovered from the flu, Kevin didn't call. She wondered if he'd been at the library looking for her. By Monday she couldn't wait to get back to work to find out, having decided that if Kevin wanted to fuck her there she'd find a way to let him-every day if that was what he wanted, regardless of the risks.
However, the week dragged by without Kevin showing up. That was when she started feeling like a silly old fool.
"He's probably fucking somebody else," she was finally forced to admit. "Some little tramp he swept off her feet with what I taught him. Just like his father did. I should've known better."
Just to make sure, though, Connie phoned Kevin's house. If somebody else answered-like her brother Terry-she'd say she had a book for her nephew and that he should drop by the library to pick it up.
Connie hoped it wasn't Terry who answered, though. She'd kept contact with her brother to a minimum in the years since he'd jilted her for another woman. In light of that, she wasn't eager to talk to his wife Rita, either.
As it turned out, it was Connie's niece Ginger who answered. After Connie passed on the message about Kevin's book, they chatted. Ginger mentioned that she and her brother were home alone for a few days, their parents having gone out of town. She laughed, saying that she had to nag Kevin almost as much as their mom to pick up after himself.
"That boy," Ginger sighed. "If he wasn't such a sweetheart, I could just kill him."
"Well, tell your brother to drop by the library," Connie said, "and take good care of him while your folks are away."
"Oh, I will," Ginger giggled, her amusement apparently a response to some private joke in connection with the second part of her aunt's remark.
When she hung up, Connie couldn't forget that girlish giggle. For it reminded her of her own light-hearted behavior during that forbidden summer with her own brother so many years ago, when she was just about Ginger's age.
"If it could happen between Terry and me," Connie whispered to herself after her suspicions had taken hold, "it can happen to Kevin and Ginger." She took a deep breath that somehow left her even more breathless. "It runs in the family."
She had to know. Night would be her cover. like a burglar, she would sneak into the house. As a librarian, Connie had certainly read enough mystery novels to know how it was done. Only instead of finding jewels, what she hoped to find was the truth about her niece and nephew.
However, it turned out that the house was dark. The only lights were on in the back yard, where the pool was. The back yard was ringed y hedges, designed for privacy. But if she got closed enough to the hedge, it was possible to see without being seen. Connie took advantage of it...
"Well, you still haven't said how you like my new bikini," Ginger Snyder said to her brother, who was lounging in a deck chair.
She was a sexy little redhead who liked to flirt. Gliding directly into Kevin's line of sight, she struck a sexy pose. Her hands on her slender waist with one hip shifted higher than the other, she flexed her crotch so her cunt strained against the skimpy bikini.
Kevin shrugged. "Not bad, I guess."
"Not bad?" Ginger said. "If this suit doesn't give you a hard-on, sonny boy, you might as well turn in your cock. C'mon, uncross your legs. Lemme see if you've got one."
"Uh, now that you mention it, Sis," Kevin drawled, "maybe you have gotten to me at that."
With a big grin, he sprawled his long legs. His loose swim trunks flared at the crotch when he playfully spread his thighs, and he wasn't wearing a jockstrap underneath. His balls spilled out of one side, while the swollen head of his rigid prick poked out of the other.
"Mmmmmm, that's better," Ginger sighed with approval. "Hate to think this suit cost fifty dollars for nothing."
"But it did, Sis," Kevin teased. "Because nothing's what'll make my cock hardest of all for you. Nothing on, that is."
She untied this and that, wiggled here and there, and the bikini was at her feet. Her tits weren't that big, but they were perfectly shaped. And the nipples were the kind which seemed to always be hard.
The rest of Ginger's naked body was like her tits-not large, but perfect. Her curves looked like they'd been sketched by an artist. She her real treasure was her pussy-shaved so it wouldn't be too hairy for her bikini, its red fuzz was shaped almost like a heart.
Ginger stood directly over her brother, her thighs apart. Kevin pushed his face between them, his mouth meeting her cunt with a loud smack. And then Ginger had his head in her hands, guiding his suction.
"Ooooh, that feels so good," Ginger moaned, wiggling her bare ass. "Whoever taught you how to eat a pussy sure knew what she was doing. Wish you'd tell me her name so I could thank her, whoever she is."
As she watched from the hedges, Connie's face burned. For, of course, it was she who'd taught Kevin everything he knew about lapping cunt, along with a whole lot more.
"The little bastard," Connie whispered. "He was nothing but a cherry punk with two left feet when I caught him jacking off. I took him out of the toilet and made him a man. Sucked his prick and drank his cum. Gave him my pussy to fuck, then my ass. And this is how he pays me back. First cheap piece of fluff who comes along, and..."
Connie's voice trailed off. Because, try as she might, she couldn't convince herself Ginger was the dime-a-dozen teenaged slut that she wanted to believe. The fact was that her niece was gorgeous. The kind of girl who remained elegant even when her cunt was being devoured by a hungry boy, with his spit drooling down her inner thighs.
"Oh, damn, I don't blame Kevin," Connie sighed. "Ginger's so sexy that she'd turn anybody on. I'm a woman, and she's even getting to me."
Connie flinched when she heard herself. She could not recall ever reacting this way before to someone of her own sex. And it was not, she realized, simply a fleeting thought. For as she watched her niece's pussy being eaten, her own cunt spasmed moistly with desire. Connie licked her lips, imagining how Ginger's sweet, young cunt must taste.
Apparently it tasted very, very good, if Kevin was any judge. "You've got the sweetest pussy I'll ever suck, Sis."
The funny thing was that when Connie heard his voice, it occurred to her that she'd temporarily forgotten who he was. For a moment there, Kevin had just been a faceless presence, an intruder in her abrupt lesbian fantasy who made her jealous that she wasn't the one feasting on Ginger's cunt.
Ginger answered her brother: "Bet you told that chick who took your cherry that her pussy was the sweetest, too. C'mon, Kev, who was she? Somebody from school? An older woman? A hooker?"
"I already had this out with you, Sis," Kevin said, interrupting his pussy-eating to make his point. "I'm absolutely not gonna tell you who she is."
"Well, I can't complain, I guess," Ginger sighed. "So far I'm already ahead of the game, and if you keep up the way you've started I'll really hit the jackpot. So, what the hell-keep her a secret as long as you're willing to share what you've learned.
"You won't be sorry, Sis," Kevin promised. "Here, try this."
His tongue darted toward the top of his sister's cunt. He knew right where to flick it, like the tip of a gentle whip on Ginger's clit.
"Ooooh, that's wicked," Ginger panted. "Do it again ... again and again. Until you make me come."
Kevin's tongue was a lapping blur. Now the tip danced on his sister's clit.
"Yes, I'm coming!" Ginger squealed. "Suck me now, Kev, suck the hot juice out of my coming cunt. I wanna come in your mouth."
Kevin's lips spread over his sister's cunt mound as she ground her crotch against his face. Then he pushed out of his chair, grasping Ginger's squirming hips while he crouched.
"Oh, yeah," Ginger gurgled, "Take me down, Kev, take me down."
She gave way, eagerly letting her brother force her to the ground. As she sagged, Kevin's face remained buried in her crotch. Following her down, he began to shift above her, his mouth swiveling on her cunt.
Then, his adjustment completed, he'd straddled her head. Ginger reached for his swim trunks and pulled them down, looking hungrily up at Kevin's flat balls and rigid cock.
"Mmmmmm, my favorite number," she giggled. "Sixty-nine."
She angled her brother's hard-on toward her. At first the cock head brushed her lips. Then she opened her mouth and swallowed, taking half of Kevin's cock with one slurp, and the rest of it a gulp later.
Squeezing his balls and finger-fucking his ass-hole to go along with the blow-job, Ginger had brought Kevin to the brink within moments. But then she changed her tactics, triggering his climax at the last second with words.
"Come in my face," she called, having abruptly released her brother's straining prick from her mouth.
After all her sucking, squeezing and probing to get Kevin xo this pint, now all Ginger had was a single fingertip on his cockhead, pushing it down under her nose. The results were spectacularly creamy.
"Shit, I'm coming a ton," Kevin groaned while his cum-spurting prick drenched his sister's face.
Ginger took every blast of jizz in her face. By the time her brother's cock was drained and softening, her features seemed to be melting.
"Oh, look at me now, Kev!" she bubbled, wriggling out from under the sixty-nine.
Bobbing up on her knees, she triumphantly grinned from ear to ear with a face full of fresh jizz. Her brother looked at her and got his boner back on the spot.
"Now that's dirty," Kevin sighed in response to her slimy appearance. "Jeez, you're a dirty little bitch, Sis."
"Dirtier than that bitch who took your cherry, Kev?" Ginger kittenishly purred.
Kevin laughed, "You've still got to go some to catch up with her, Sis."
"Just name it," Ginger replied with sexy determination.
Kevin smugly laughed some more. "Oh, no, that'd ruin it if I just put you through your paces like you were some kinda whore I was paying to do what I wanted. You've gotta be dirtier than that. Dirtier than just a whore. You've got to come on like you're willing to pay me. Turn me into your fucking stud-service."
"Is that what she did?" Ginger asked.
"Told you, Sis, she taught me everything I know about sucking and fucking," Kevin chuckled. "Now it's up to you to make me ready to use it all on you. Only your imagination'll stand in your way. Fact is, it's the horniest part of any chick. You're only as dirty as you think you are."
Intrigued by the challenge, Ginger looked down at her naked body as if she were seeing it in a whole new light. What, she wondered, was the dirtiest thing she had to offer? Her tits? No, they were too perky. Her cunt? No, not by itself-it was too sweet.
And then, fondling each part of herself as she considered it, Ginger let her fingers stray below her pussy. She began massaging the crack of her ass, almost absent-mindedly becoming aware of the tight opening down there.
"Mmmmmm," she sighed, suddenly probing the puckered dent a notch away from her cunt. "Something tells me I just struck pay dirt. Yeah, no place dirtier than that cute little hole where the shit comes out."
She started finger-fucking her ass. Did it until she came, then took her fragrant finger and passed it under her brother's nose so his nostrils flared.
"Dirty enough for you, stud?" she asked her brother.
"Show me more, Sis," Kevin answered, egging her on.
Ginger immediately positioned herself on all fours, her bare ass up and pointed toward her brother. Then she gripped the plump ass cheeks and spread them, fully exposing the dusky jewel of her ass-hole.
"I've never taken a cock up my butt before," she admitted. "Know what that means, Kev? I'm cherry for you back there."
"Yeah," Kevin affectionately teased. "You're all brains, Sis."
"Then fuck my ass, Stud!"
Kevin lined up behind her. "Just let me grease my cock first, Sis."
He fucked his stiff cock into her rear-spread cunt. Ginger pretended to complain, jokingly accusing him of building up her hopes then going ahead and fucking her the same old way all her boyfriends did.
But next Kevin pulled out of her cunt, and Ginger was holding her breath with anticipation as she felt his slippery cockhead pushing against her cherry ass-hole. She expected him to make the plunge, but his prick remained just outside of her ass-hole.
"Well?" she anxiously asked.
"The rest is up to you, Sis," Kevin answered. "If you want a buttful of prick, you've got to take it on your own."
Ginger braced herself. Then she eased back on her haunches so the knob of her brother's prick pressed harder against her shit pit.
When she rocked backward again, she lurched. Kevin's cock abruptly fucked halfway up her ass.
Ginger predictably swooned. "Ahhhh, hurts so good!"
Then, vowing to make it hurt even better, Ginger rocked back again. Her ass cheeks wound up flush with her brother's crotch, trembling with excitement.
"Did I take the whole thing yet, Kev?" she eagerly asked. "All of your big cock up my butt?"
"Every inch, Sis," Kevin said. "I'm in you to my balls."
Ginger began moving to and fro on her knees, forcing her brother's cock to fuck in her ass. At the beginning her tempo was somewhat awkward, but then she found the groove and was fucking like a well-oiled sex machine.
"Just found out the secret of a smooth ass-fuck," she revealed to her brother. "Know what it is? I just let a little bit of shit seep down around your cock, Kev. That dirty enough for you?"
"Disgusting," Kevin laughed with approval.
"But I'm gonna go even farther," Ginger promised. "Get even dirtier, just as soon as come and shit on your cock a little bit more."
Then she took her brother's cock to the hilt again. And, as his fucker was buried in her ass, she reached below and rubbed his balls against her pussy.
"Ooooh, now that's coming!" she cried with orgasmic pleasure. "I can feel it in my cunt as much as in my ass. Almost like I'm getting fucked in both places. In fact, that's what I think I'll do for real."
Then it was clear how Ginger planned to go farther. For she'd abruptly tipped all the way forward, causing her brother's prick to work loose from her ass-hole. And when she dipped back, the angle of her hips had changed just enough so the target she offered to Kevin's hard-on had changed.
"That's right," she told him. "Fuck my pussy some, Kev, now that your cock's nice and dirty from being in my shitty ass."
Kevin really didn't have to do much of anything. His sister's pussy made slurping contact with his waiting prick, swallowing his cock meat like a set of hairy jaws.
"Mmmmmm, it makes my cunt feel so nasty to have your cock in it after you've been fucking my ass," Ginger bubbled with glee. "Now I've just got to keep it up."
By keeping it up she meant getting fucked back and forth between her pussy and ass. Her brother was only too glad to cooperate. So, alternating targets, Kevin would get his prick filthy in her ass, clean it off in her juicy cunt, then repeat the process all over again.
Ginger came nonstop. It didn't seem as if she'd ever wear out. Her brother, though, could only double-fuck her to the extent of the single climax that nature gave a cock to shoot. And with twice as much friction working on his balls, Kevin's time soon arrived.
"Gonna have to drop my load, Sis," he rasped. "Where do you want my jizz? Pussy or ass?"
Ginger surprised him. "Neither."
"Then where, Sis? Not much time to decide."
Surprising Kevin even more, she pulled entirely away from him. But, then when she wheeled around and pounded on his prick, it all made sense to him.
"Right on!" Kevin grunted with approval as his abruptly swallowed prick erupted in his sister's mouth after just leaving her shitty ass-hole. "Now that's as dirty as it gets!"
And, unheard by him, Connie sighed in agreement. And now, finally ready to go, she was departing a changed woman. For, after having been drawn here because of jealousy over her nephew's suspected betrayal, she was leaving with a lesbian passion for the girl with whom Kevin had replaced her.
"Ginger, Ginger, Ginger," Connie murmured all the way home. "I've got to have her."
CHAPTER FIVE
Connie made the call. Now all she had to do was wait, the hardest part. Ginger had sounded interested over the phone, but whether she'd actually show up at the library was what mattered.
"It's just a book I thought you might like," Connie had said when she'd called her niece. "Kind of a little surprise. Just drop by when you're in the neighborhood and I think you'll get a kick out of it."
"Sure, Aunt Connie, I always like surprises," Ginger had giggled, as she so often did. "I'll be around to check it out, for sure."
Indeed, there was a special book which Connie wanted to show her niece. But it wasn't anything that would ever come through library channels. For Connie had purchased it at the local porno store.
After choosing a magazine featuring young girls and older women, Connie had passed a display case on her way to the cash register. In it was an assorted collection of artificial cocks.
"And give me one of those," she said to the attendant. "The biggest one, over in the corner ... the one with a head at each end."
"Good choice, lady," the attendant had replied with a wink. "You and, uh, the little woman at home'll have a real ball with this baby. Money-back guarantee."
So Connie had walked out of her first adult book store with an extra package under her arm. Just thinking about the potential use a pair of pussies could make of the two-way cock substitute had her soaking her panties with anticipation. Then and now...
"Oh, please, Ginger, please come see me," Connie sighed as she sat in her office, actually fondling the double-headed vinyl prick as she looked at the graphic pictures of naked women sucking and fucking in the lesbian magazine.
And then there was a knock on the door. Expecting Alice, her busybody assistant, Connie hurriedly hid her purchases in the desk.
"I'll be out in a minute, Alice," she called. But it was her assistant. "Aunt Connie? It's me, Ginger. Dropped by to take a look a the surprise you told me about. Can I come in?"
"Oh, yes," Connie sighed with a combination of relief and expectation.
The door opened and Ginger entered. It was hot outside and she was dressed for it-her cutoff jeans scarcely covered her crotch, and there was no bra under her tank top so Connie could see the points of her nipples. When she saw her gorgeous niece like this, Connie almost climaxed on the spot without being touched.
Ginger then sat down in the chair in front of Connie's desk. She crossed her shapely legs, then uncrossed them. Her jeans were cut off so close to the crux of her thighs that Connie could see that her niece wore no panties, either. Now if she didn't actually come, it was the next thing to it. Connie's spasming pussy was sopping wet and burning, while her breath gusted.
"Something wrong, Aunt Connie?" Ginger asked.
"I'm, uh, still getting over the flu," Connie lied, as she felt pussy juice running down her legs.
"Gee, Aunt Connie, if you don't feel well we can do this some other time."
"Nonsense," Connie interruped, afraid of losing her niece before she'd made her move.
"Here, let me show you that book I told you about. Really, it's a magazine. Not the kind of thing you usually see in a library."
She pulled out the magazine from the drawer, placing it on the desk with her hands over it.
"Golly, what's this?" Ginger bubbled, leaning forward so Connie could look down her tank top at those perfect young tits.
Connie opened the magazine, finally removing her hands. She'd unfolded the centerfold by chance. It was a glossy spread of an older woman sixty-nining with a young girl.
Ginger was stunned. "Wh-what is this?" she choked, staring at the woman and girl eating one another's cunt.
Connie whispered the first thing that came into her mind. "You and me, darling ... I hope."
Ginger slowly looked up. The silence was electric before she finally spoke again.
"Are you bi, Aunt Connie?" she said at last.
"Are you, darling?" Connie asked.
"How did you know?"
"I didn't," Connie admitted. "like I said, I just hoped."
"Well, now you know for sure," Ginger murmured, beginning to lift her tank top.
Connie hurriedly jumped up to lock the door. When she returned her niece was nude from the waist up, those perfect tits capped by nipples as hard as marbles, and pinker than peppermint.
"Now you, Aunt Connie," Ginger steamily urged.
Connie unbuttoned her blouse. Underneath was one of her lacy bras. It unhooked between the cups and her large tits fell free.
"Mmmmmm, I love big tits, Ginger sighed. "Most girls my age don't have them. I'll bet you have a really hairy pussy, too."
"Only one way for you to find put," Connie said boldly.
She had on one of her typically baggy skirts. It dropped like a sack. What now showed was completely different. A frilly garter belt, sheer stockings, and skimpy panties which revealed as much as they covered.
"Oh, yes, I can see the hair from your cunt growing all over your crotch," Ginger panted approvingly. "Now let me see more, Aunt Connie. I'm already in love with your hairy pussy."
Connie felt like the star attraction at a lesbian strip show as she slowly peeled her panties away. Then her cunt was on total display, so hairy that the brown fur curled up to her belly button and grew down into the crack of her ass.
"Oh, I've just got to eat your beautiful, hairy cunt right now, Aunt Connie!" Ginger gushed with lust. "Quick, get on the desk and I'll go down on you right away."
"Only if you're up there with me, darling," Connie hornily shot back. "Up there on top of me in a sixty-nine, so I can eat your cunt at the same time you're eating mine."
"Wow, talk about an offer I can't refuse!" Ginger readily agreed.
She stripped out of her tight cut-offs, showing off her red-haired pussy now that she was stark naked for her aunt.
"I shaved it in the shape of a heart," she giggled. "Kinda silly, I guess, but..."
"Your pussy is lovely, darling," Connie tenderly assured Ginger. "The loveliest part of a very lovely girl."
And then Connie climbed up on the desk as though it were a brass bed. She lay on her ass, raising her knees then slowly parting them. Her hairy cunt appeared, opening at the center with the cunt lips separating to rev,.-' the inner pink of her pussy gash.
"Damn, that's one pussy I'm gonna crawl right into if I can!" Ginger declared with youthful enthusiasm.
She immediately joined her aunt on the desk top. Straddling Connie's head, she began easing her loins down at that end of the action, while lowering her face to crotch-level at the other end.
As the woman felt her niece's warm breath on her own cunt, she looked up at Ginger's pussy and smelled it. The aroma made her dizzy.
"Shall I sit on your face, Aunt Connie?"
"Hard as you can, darling," Connie hungrily urged.
The heart-shaped cunt was a red blur as it dropped toward Connie's waiting mouth. And then it was all hair and cunt meat and pussy juice.
"Mmmmmm, you're getting a head start with that tongue of yours, Aunt Connie," Ginger moaned. "I'd better hurry up and catch up with you."
Connie had just tasted her first pussy. Now she had her own cunt eaten by a girl for the first time. And by an expert. Her niece's tongue shot up her cunt gash and started pumping like an oral cock. Ginger had only just started and already she was tongue-fucking Connie's pussy.
Desperately eager to please, Connie automatically copied what Ginger was doing to her. Aunt and niece had identical responses. They climaxed at the same instant, their tongue-fucked cunts coming wetly in one another's mouth.
From there the pussy-eating lovers repeated the magic of dual orgasm two or three more times. Then Ginger licked a notch below Connie's cunt and put her talented tongue to work on her aunt's ass-hole. Connie immediately followed the example, getting her first taste of a female shit pit.
Soon they were rimming one another's ass-hole with wriggling oral thrusts. Once again they climaxed together, this time farting along with it. And each sucked up the other's fumes as though it were the most natural thing in the world.
Then, finally, they'd come so much that they needed a brief rest from pleasure. Their sticky faces emerging from between one another's legs, they bobbed up on the desk to take their break and talk.
"God, I love sixty-nining with another chick," Ginger sighed. "This is the first time I've ever done it with an older woman, though."
"Well, I'm not as young as I used to be, but at least I was still cherry for you," Connie replied.
"Then I'm your first girl?"
Connie nodded.
"Gee, why'd you pick me?"
Connie hesitated to answer, since if she told the truth she'd have to reveal how she'd spied on Ginger sucking and fucking with Kevin.
"C'mon, Aunt Connie," Ginger girlishly insisted. "How did I turn you on?"
And suddenly Connie had an idea, suggesting to her niece: "What if I promised to tell you everything after we've finished what we already started?"
"You mean after more sex?" Ginger said, her breath quickening. "You're still horny for more of me?"
"Only if you're still horny for me," Connie said, breathing hard. "Are you, darling?"
"Mmmmmm, just try me, lover," Ginger murmured, lying back down on the desk and spreading her legs so her aunt could see her eager cunt.
"Anything special you'd like for us to do, darling?" Connie panted, her own pussy spasming with renewed heat while she stared at her niece's pussy.
"Just wish we had a dildo handy," Ginger answered.
"Maybe we can work something out, anyway," Connie slyly said.
Her hand drifted down to the desk drawer. When she reached inside, the vinyl cock she'd purchased almost seemed to throb to her touch.
"What're you doing, Aunt Connie?" Ginger asked.
"Close your eyes, child," Connie whispered, "and let me surprise you."
like a little girl on Christmas morning, Ginger put herself in suspense with self-imposed darkness. And then her aunt removed the mystery object from the drawer, clutching it with both hands.
"Hurry, Aunt Connie, I can't wait much longer without busting," Ginger bubbled.
"Just give me a minute to get ready to show you," Connie told her niece, standing beside the desk now. "When you open your eyes, I want it to be so special that you won't ever forget it."
Then, although she'd never used a dildo before, Connie knew exactly what to do with this two-headed monster. Lowering it to her hairy crotch, she separated her pussy lips and fucked a knobby half of the vinyl prick into her welcoming cunt.
Her own eyes were closed as she did this. When she reopened them, at least six inches of the dildo were securely lodged in her pussy. And the rest of it jutted from her loins as if she'd suddenly grown herself a hard-on.
"Can I look now, Aunt Connie?" Ginger impatiently asked.
"At your own risk, darling," Connie teased.
Ginger's eyes flew open. "Oh, Aunt Connie, what a beautiful hard-on!" she squealed. "Where did you get it?"
"Same place I bought the magazine," Connie told her niece. "It can fuck both our cunts at the same time."
"Mmmmmm, you're telling me. It's just like the one I have at home," Ginger gushed. "Only bigger! Got to get my half jammed up my horny pussy right away."
"Then beg me for it, darling," Connie playfully suggested, stroking the exposed length of dildo that was intended for her niece's cunt.
"Fuck me, Aunt Connie!" Ginger readily pleaded. "Fuck me with your big, hard cock! Please, please fuck me better than I've ever been fucked before by anybody!"
"Oh, baby, I'll fuck you so good that you won't be able to stand it."
Standing, Connie gripped her niece's spread legs and pulled Ginger's ass to the edge of the desk. This put the naked teenager's cunt and the exposed knob of the dildo within mere inches of one another, poised to make contact.
"Now make yourself all pussy for me, darling," Connie said before taking the plunge.
Ginger excitedly fingered the lips of her cunt apart, turning her pussy gash into a yawning pink target. She was so aroused that her cunt's honey trickled into the crack of her ass.
And Connie lowered the cockhead to this succulent treasure between her niece's spread thighs. Moistening the blunt tip of the fuck-tool, she brushed it along the wet groove from Ginger's clit down to the teenager's puckered ass-hole.
"No," Connie then quietly said.
"Yes!" Ginger gasped.
Connie's crotch bucked like a man's. The big cock with which she was temporarily hung fucked between her niece's flared pussy lips, the penetration signaled by the squishing of
Ginger's wet cunt.
"Yes, yes, yes!" Ginger continued to gasp. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"
"Oh, am I, child," Connie sighed, fucking in to the hilt so female crotches bumped together.
"Can you feel it, too, Aunt Connie?" Ginger asked, still gasping. "Feel your half of the dildo pushing in your pussy while you fuck me?"
"Yes," Connie said. "You're going to fuck me as good as I'm fucking you."
She lowered her mouth to her niece's perky tits as the dildo continued to seesaw between their fucked cunts. Then Ginger pushed the flawless tit mounds together so Connie could take both nipples in her mouth at the same time.
"Oh, that's it, Aunt Connie," Ginger groaned with ecstasy. "Suck me, Fuck me. What you're doing to my tits goes straight to my pussy. Guaranteed to make me start coming extra fast. God, I hope you're getting there just as quick."
There was no problem for Connie in coming, except for jumping the gun. Indeed, she'd been holding back from the very beginning of the fuck, waiting for her niece to orgasmically respond.
"I'm almost there, Aunt Connie," Ginger panted.
"I have to come so bad it's like needing to piss!" the woman said.
Connie moaned as she and her niece climaxed at the same time.
"I can feel you coming as much as I can feel myself," Ginger breathlessly reported. "Your vibes are going through the dildo from your cunt to mine like electricity. The harder you come, Aunt Connie, the more it makes me come."
"Same for me with you," Connie bubbled, drooling all over her niece's tits as she spoke. "We're perfect together."
"Nothing's so perfect, though, that it can't get better," Ginger hornily countered, making it clear that she was interested in going even farther.
"You know that I'm ready for anything you want to try, darling," Connie enthusiastically answered. "Just name it. I've still got a lot to learn about the bi way of doing things, but I want to know every way there is to please you."
"Well, what I'm getting at is sorta new to me, too, Aunt Connie," Ginger revealed. "Fact is, I've never done it with another chick. Never did it with anybody until just lately."
And all at once, having had the benefit of eavesdropping on Ginger's poolside session with Kevin, Connie sensed what her niece was getting at.
"Can you guess what I mean, Aunt Connie?" Ginger hopefully asked.
Connie's reply was tender yet straight to the point, leaving no doubt she'd read Ginger's mind. "You want it in the ass."
"Oh, please, Aunt Connie..."
Connie quickly pulled half the dildo from her niece's fucked cunt. The six inches of vinyl glistened with pussy juice, ideal for a slippery trip into Ginger's other and much tighter fuck-hole.
"Your cock's gonna feel so good up my ass," Ginger predicted. "And when you butt-fuck me, Aunt Connie, your end of the dildo'll jam double-hard into your cunt. We'll make each other come even more than when you were fucking my pussy."
"I'm counting on it," Connie panted.
She took her niece's legs, lifting them over her own shoulders. Then the head of the dildo nudged the dusky blossom of her niece's shit pit.
Connie set her hips and lurched with all her strength. The dildo fucked into her niece's ass-hole with brutal force, hilted on the first thrust. In addition it recoiled with jolting impact in Connie's driving cunt.
Ginger started to scream from the welcome assault on her ass-hole. Connie had expected that, and automatically covered her niece's mouth so the wail of joy wouldn't carry beyond the locked office door into the library. But what Connie hadn't anticipated was her own urge to cry out, which she just managed to stifle by biting her lip.
So aunt and niece climaxed together in muffled frenzy, the dildo linking pussy and ass with traded fuck-thrusts. In the heat of passion, Ginger gnawed on Connie's fingers. Connie chewed her niece's tit to the grinding rhythm of the fuck.
"Oooh, Aunt Connie," Ginger moaned. "I was wrong about nothing being so perfect that it can't get better. Fucking doesn't get any better than this."
"But there's still the frosting on the cake," Connie playfully answered.
And then she removed the dildo from her pussy and her niece's ass, turning it around so the half that had fucked Ginger could be raised to her mouth. She immediately sucked it six inches deep, motioning for Ginger to do the same with the other half.
"Oh, Aunt Connie, you're such a horny woman!"
She turned it into a double blow-job, greedily swallowing the part of the dildo that had fucked Connie's pussy so her lips met her aunt's at the two-way cock's thick midpoint.
And then, their mouths in slurping contact, aunt and niece shared their lesbian hard-on one more time, this time with a bizarre kiss that made them come all over again.
CHAPTER SIX
Connie had made a deal with her niece. Now, with the sucking and fucking having run its glorious course, it was time to keep it.
"Now, don't forget, Aunt Connie," Ginger had just reminded her, "you promised to tell me all about how I turned you on enough for you to come on to me."
Connie suggested lunch to talk it out, her treat. They went to a place in the mall by the library that served drinks, because Connie needed a stiff dose of liquid courage before she could tell all to her niece.
"Make it a double Scotch, straight," she told the waitress, ordering no food to go along with it so she could get the alcohol into her system as quickly as possible to loosen her tongue.
"Wow, something tells me this is gonna be heavy," Ginger predicted between bites of her cheeseburger when Connie was gulping down her second double. "You wouldn't be drinking like this unless you needed something to get the butterflies out of your stomach."
"Yeah, well how d'you do?" Connie slurred, realizing as she heard herself that she was half drunk.
Connie put down the empty glass. When she opened her mouth, she intended to take the long way around in her explanation of how she'd become so attracted to her niece's hot, young body. Instead, it surfaced with blurted simplicity.
"I saw you!" Connie declared. "Saw you fucking!"
"Who? When? Where?" Ginger excitedly replied.
Connie provided the when and where, so Ginger couldn't help knowing with whom.
"Me and Kevin," Ginger gulped.
"You were just beautiful together," Connie sighed. "I was jealous when I first saw you with your brother, but then I couldn't stop watching."
"Jealous of who?" Ginger asked with confusion. "I mean, you couldn't have been jealous of me then, not when you didn't even know you were bi yet. And what were you doing there in the first place? Why were you spying on us? What did you have to be jealous of?"
"I fucked him first. When I found out he had somebody else, I had to know who'd stolen him away from me."
"K-Kevin?" Ginger stammered. "Y-you're the one who took his cherry? The one who turned him into such ... such a ... stud?"
Connie nodded, waving at the same time for the waitress to bring another drink. In the meantime, there was an uneasy silence between Ginger and her as her niece recovered from the bombshell that had been dropped. Then when the Scotch arrived, Ginger grabbed it for herself as soon as the waitress was gone.
"I need this more than you do," she told her aunt, washing it down with a single swallow. "Whew, that's better. I always think better when I'm stoned."
"And just what are you thinking now, darling?" Connie hopefully coaxed.
"Well, this might sound kinda crazy," Ginger answered, "but since you and Kevin and I have all fucked each other separately, why not take it even farther? No reason for us to hold back if we all know how it is between the three of us."
"Kevin still hasn't found out about us, though," Connie reminded her niece.
"Exactly," Ginger chuckled. "That's why what I have in mind is the perfect set-up. I'll give you my idea, you help with the details, and it can't miss. Trust me, Aunt Connie. If Kevin's gonna fuck us both, we'll make him do it on our terms, not his. From now on we're a team, auntie dear. Kevin won't know what hit him once we gang up on him."
"I'm listening," Connie readily answered, her pussy moistening with horny anticipation. "Oh, baby, am I listening!"
* * *
Kevin Snyder figured he had it licked. A couple of weeks ago he'd still been cherry, but now he had two pieces of ass on the string. And not just a couple of ordinary chicks, either. Not many guys, he figured, were stud enough to fuck both their own aunt and sister.
Actually, he hadn't been sure he could bring it off when he'd switched over to Ginger after learning all he could about sucking and fucking from their aunt Connie. It was just something he'd had to try, though, once he found out he was going to be alone with his sexy sister while their parents were out of town. But then, even after he hadn't called her, Aunt Connie was right back in touch-begging for his cock.
"I know," she'd written in a note to him that was perfumed with the unmistakable scent of her pussy, "that you must have had a good reason for not phoning. You don't have to explain. Just fuck me again. Please!"
She wanted him to drop by the library at nine that night. Kevin couldn't resist, even if it meant passing up a chance to fuck his horny sister. In face, it kind of excited him to cheat on Ginger with their aunt, after already having done it the other way around.
"I can't believe it," Ginger pouted when he told her he was going to the library instead of fucking her.
"Got to study sometime," Kevin said.
"But the library's ready to close," Ginger pointed out.
"Aunt Connie's got a special book for a paper I'm writing," Kevin smoothly lied. "If you don't believe me, just call her and ask her."
"No, I guess you're telling the truth," Ginger sighed. "Well, at least I know you won't be with anybody I need to be jealous of. Aunt Connie's about as sexy as ... well, what she is. An old maid librarian."
Kevin pretended to agree, laughing inside as he thought how it would blow his sister's mind if she knew about their old maid aunt's hot cunt. Then he was gone, his cock getting harder with anticipation at every intersection he crossed on his brisk walk to the library.
It was already closed when he got there, no lights on inside. But the front door opened when he tried it. He knew enough to lock it from inside.
"Aunt Connie?" he called.
A book dropped to the floor somewhere. That let him know she was waiting back in the stacks for him-like a game, where he'd have to explore the dark maze to find her. Well, Kevin thought, he'd be ready. Off came his jeans, his rigid cock springing forth as if to guide him in his search for pussy.
He went up one aisle and down another. Then he sensed that he was the one who was being hunted. He turned just in time to see the shadow that had been tracking him block his way. She was strong and she was naked, wrestling him to the floor and pinning him beneath her.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," she panted, like an animal who had been taught a single word of human language.
And then Kevin felt the tickling hair and squeezing warmth of her damp pussy slip down onto his stiff cock. She was straddling his loins, fucking him by sitting on his crotch.
"Whew, this floor's damned cold on my ass," he teased.
"And you don't think I can warm you up?" she spicily replied.
"It's up to you to prove you can," Kevin teased back.
"Then help me," she said.
She took his hands and put them on her hips. He immediately began raising and lowering her ass in a rhythmic motion, so her cunt fucked up and down his upright prick.
"Ahhh, that's good," he sighed as the friction between cock and cunt grabbed hold. "I've missed fucking you lately."
"Then you've been a good boy since the last time you were here? Haven't been trying out what you learned from me on any little bitches your own age?"
"You know I wouldn't, Aunt Connie," Kevin lied. "Why should I look around for other pussy when I've got the best piece of ass in town?"
"Then why didn't you call when you said you would?"
Kevin remembered the story about studying he'd already used as an excuse with his sister, and now used it again to satisfy his aunt. "Exams. Real heavy exams. Really had to get down and study."
His aunt seemed to buy it. "Well, I hope you learn as much at school as you are in the library."
Kevin laughed, but it was just to mask the anxiety abruptly tying his stomach into knots. For, although his aunt might believe he had to study in the middle of August, his sister definitely knew better. There was no reason for Ginger to have accepted his careless excuse that he couldn't fuck her tonight because he had a paper to write-and yet she had.
He didn't know he was going to say it until he heard himself ask his aunt: "Say, does, uh, Ginger ever come into your library?"
"All the time. Ginger and I have gotten to be, well, very good friends."
At this point Kevin was almost frantic to find out more. Ready even to stop fucking. But his aunt wouldn't let him. Now her hairy cunt was rising and falling on his cock at twice the rate of before. The friction generated by her tight pussy on his trapped boner was rapidly becoming unbearable.
"Got to come," Kevin uncontrollably moaned, more to himself than his aunt.
But she heard, of course, and demanded: "Now, now! Fill my pussy with your hot jizz!"
Then he felt his aunt's spasming cunt milk his cum-spurting prick, while she sat astride him with her ass squirming in the saddle of his loins. For the moment, he'd forgotten all about his sister, just focusing on shooting his cum-load.
So, he did not hear the front floor of the library ease open, unlocked by a master key. Didn't hear the creeping footsteps once the intruder was quickly inside.
Then, Kevin's balls were drained and his senses had started responding again to more than just coming. For the first time, a stray sound from another part of the library registered with him. Those unanswered questions about his sister and his aunt resurfaced in his consciousness.
But he wouldn't get the chance to deal with either mystery. Because, without warning, his aunt had bounced up from his crotch. Then, before Kevin could gather his wits to speak, her freshly fucked cunt had gone straight from his cock to his mouth. She sat on his face and forced him to swallow his own cum, the first time he'd ever tasted it except for a dab on his fingertip after a hand-job.
At the beginning the jizz made Kevin gag. But then it was increasingly sweetened with the honey from his aunt's cunt. Indeed, the more he sucked, the sweeter it got. So sweet that Kevin's cock, having temporarily lost its hard edge, lurched back to full strength before long.
"Oh, fuck me with your tongue as good as you fucked me with your prick," his aunt called down. "Keep me hot as you can and you won't be sorry."
Kevin forgot all about the questions he'd had to ask and mindlessly gorged himself on pussy. His aunt came in his mouth, her orgasmic flow washing away the final traces of his jizz so Kevin feasted on straight cunt juice.
Then his aunt said from above: "Mmmmmm, just look at that hard, young cock, just waiting to be sucked. No better way to keep a boy eating pussy than to treat him to a blow-job at the same time."
Kevin was in solid agreement, as he felt his prick being swallowed by a wet female mouth. Nothing like a sixty-nine. Unable to actually see his cock being sucked because his aunt's hairy cunt blocked his vision, he pictured the action in his mind's eye as though he were watching himself in a dirty movie.
Before long his aunt teasingly noted: "Mmmmmm, something tells me that little Kevin's big cock's about to shoot its wad all over again. So soon after fucking my cunt. My, nothing holds back our darling boy, does it?"
Kevin's deep-throated prick was indeed near the brink of another spurting climax. And that's what now puzzled him after he'd listened to his aunt's musical voice. How could she talk so clearly when she had a mouthful of his prick? What was more, it had almost seemed as if she were speaking to someone other than him.
Kevin was performing like a sex machine as he ate pussy and fucked mouth at the bottom of the sixty-nine. All that mattered to him at the moment was feeling so damned good that he almost couldn't stand it, and nobody could get him there better than his horny aunt.
"Come, Kevin, come!" she urged him, even as his cock was deep-throated to his balls.
However, how she was able to speak so clearly at the same time she sucked his prick so thoroughly no longer concerned Kevin. Regardless of how she did it, the main thing was that she'd wind up with a mouthful of his jizz.
"Oooooh, I'm shooting it," Kevin moaned into the hairy nest of his aunt's cunt when his prick erupted, just barely making himself heard. "Drink it, Aunt Connie, drink my cum!"
The thirsty female suction on Kevin's cum-spurting prick was designed to drain his balls dry. His aunt wasn't talking now. How could she when she was swallowing jizz as fast as it gushed from his prick? Yes, Kevin thought, everything was cool. He must have been so jumpy before because of the stress from juggling his aunt and sister. But now that he'd come, he was so relaxed...
And then he heard: "Keep it hard, Kevin. Don't lose your hard-on now. Stay hard so your cock can go straight from a blow-job to fucking more pussy."
It was his aunt, her voice as clear as a bell.
But at the same time, Kevin's prick was still deep-throated, the last of his jizz being milked.
He didn't know what to think. When he started to say something, his aunt's hairy pussy pressed even tighter against his mouth to smother him. It was almost like being a prisoner.
Then his cock was no longer being sucked. But a hand was on his cock, slowly stroking to keep him hard while his nine inches were held upright.
"Yes, straight from sucking to fucking," his aunt sighed from above.
Well, Kevin thought, at least if she took his cock in her cunt he could keep an eye on her and get his bearings back. But when the damp warmth of what felt like her pussy then slipped down around his prick, his aunt was still sitting on his face.
How was she doing it? Making it almost seem as if she had two cunts-the one he still ate, and now the one his prick felt like it was fucking?
In that increasingly eerie voice, she said: "Your hard young cock never gets tired, does it, Kevin? Can go straight from coming in a mouth to filling a pussy without losing an inch."
Desperate for an explanation, Kevin grasped at the straw that he might be dreaming. But when he pinched himself, nothing changed. He was still forcibly eating his aunt's pussy at one end of the action, while his prick got fucked at the other end by what rose, fell, squeezed and rubbed like another cunt.
Kevin experienced a jolt of realization that matched the breathtaking surge of the last time he'd come. Aunt Connie and Ginger! Of course. Had to be it. That strange noise he'd heard earlier was his sister sneaking into the library according to plan, secretly joining the action. They'd set him up!
Then they had to know, Kevin realized. Know that he'd been fucking them both during the last couple of weeks. It had been his worst fear that they'd find out about each other, then leave him out in the cold. That they'd get together and practically rape him had been the last thing that had crossed his mind.
But what was their purpose? To get even with him by ganging up on him with more sucking and fucking than he could handle? Cut him down to size by proving he wasn't stud enough for both of them?
Yes, he could almost hear their mocking laughter now. Well, he vowed, the joke would be on them. If these two bitches were going to put Kevin Snyder to the test, damned if he wasn't determined to pass it with flying colors!
So Kevin came, just like that, willing it to happen in his first take-charge action-came in what he now knew was his sister's cunt. And, as the jizz erupted from his prick, his crotch lurched with such macho force that Ginger was bucked from the saddle of his loins.
Then there was his aunt. Kevin took a mouthful of her hairy cunt bush, clamped his teeth, and tugged so the roots brutally yanked at her pussy lips.
Female cries echoed through the dark library, Kevin's jolted sister reacting with surprise and his aunt howling with pain. Then shedding both their naked bodies from on top of him, he arose, feeling teen feet tall as they sprawled at his feet.
"Nice try, bitches," he called down, stroking his cock the way a warrior might stroke his favorite weapon before going into battle. "But you know what they say. Can't keep a good man down. Now just watch me prove it!"
CHAPTER SEVEN
It wasn't just that Connie and Ginger had known this might happen, they'd counted on it. They wouldn't have wasted their time on Kevin unless they'd thought he had the balls to come on strong. For like all normal females, rough treatment turned them on.
But this was even better than they'd expected.
He'd just dragged them into Connie's office, pulling them along behind him with fistfuls of their hair. When he got them inside, he turned on the light and froze them just with the force of his macho gaze.
"You look like a couple of scared little kids," he darkly chuckled. "A couple of snot-nosed brats who just found out you bit off more than you can chew."
He obviously enjoyed the roles he had just created for himself, his aunt and sister. As if he were some all-powerful authority figure and they were a pair of misbehaving children in need of discipline.
"Yes," he continued, following the script that was developing in his mind, "you're a couple of bad little girls. Very, very bad. Need to be taught a lesson you'll never forget."
As if they were indeed what he said they were, Connie and Ginger sheepishly bowed their heads to await their punishment. But not before they had secretly winked at one another to silently confirm that they were both on the same wavelength, ready to take whatever Kevin had to dish out.
"You know how it is when bad little girls need to be taught a lesson, don't you?" Kevin said. "You get your bare little butts paddled."
He went over to the desk and sat on it, then pointed to Ginger to let her know she'd be spanked first. She obediently went over and leaned across his knees so she was balanced on them, her ass bobbing up as a plump target.
"What a pretty sight," Kevin snickered. "Too bad I have to mark it all up."
His open hand came down with a sharp smack, making his sister's ass cheeks glow from the impact. Then he did it again, so Ginger's feet kicked in the air.
"Mmmmmm, your butt's bright red now, Sis," Kevin noted. "Red as the hair on your pussy, I'll bet. Let's see..."
He jerked apart Ginger's battered ass cheeks to expose her cunt from behind. Fringed by wispy red curls, the parted pussy lips trembled and drooled.
"Well, what do we have here?" Kevin leered. "Looks like a wet pussy. Looks like our bad girl--likes being spanked more that she ought to. Looks like we'll have to teach her a lesson some other way."
He shoved his hand between Ginger's rear-spread thighs, covering her cunt. Then, clawing with his fingers, he grabbed the meaty pussy folds. Gouging and twisting at the same time, he quickly forced a whimpering groan from his tortured sister.
"How wet does that make your pussy, bitch?" he snarled.
And Ginger answered him in the wettest way possible. All of a sudden, she was pissing all over her brother's hand.
Surprised, Kevin yanked his hand away from her gushing cunt so the rest of the piss dribbled away. He looked at his dripping fingers, deciding what to do next.
"You," he finally called to Connie. "Come over here and make yourself useful. Clean this mess up."
"H-how?" Connie stammered, expertly playing the part of a frightened yet obedient child.
"Lick it up!" Kevin demanded.
He thrust his glistening hand in his aunt's face. Connie sucked his fingers, tasting her first female piss. The thrilling impact of the bittersweet flavor went straight to her cunt, instantly turning her on in a whole new way. She thirstily craved more, but knew Kevin would refuse if he knew how much she liked it.
"Ugh!" she spat, turning to reverse psychology as her method of getting what she wanted.
"What's the matter, Aunt Connie, don't you dig Ginger's piss?"
"It's awful," Connie gagged.
"Good," Kevin said. "So what're you waiting for? Start licking the rest of it up. You can start right where it came from."
He pulled Connie's head down with a fistful of hair, forcing her face between Ginger's spread ass cheeks so the lips of her mouth were flush with pussy lips. Then he reached around and swatted his aunt's ass to get her started.
"Lick it, bitch, lick it!" he hissed. "Lick the piss out of that sloppy cunt."
Anxiously following orders, Connie swabbed the inside of her niece's damp pussy with her wriggling tongue. Believing he was forcing her to act against her will, Kevin kept smacking her ass to keep her in line.
Then, enjoying himself thoroughly, Kevin called to Ginger: "Tell you what, Sis. Why don't you piss again? This time right in Aunt Connie's mouth. As a matter-of-fact, that's an order!"
"Oh, yes, I'll piss," Ginger blurted out. "Piss soooo hard in Aunt Connie's mouth!"
Connie felt the pressure build against the tip of her tongue, then let it gush. Hot piss poured into her mouth and washed down her throat as she sucked her niece's overflowing cunt.
"Drink it, Aunt Connie, drink my piss," Ginger moaned, grinding her cunt in Connie's face. "Every drop of my hot, golden piss."
Connie kept slurping. Kept slurping even after Ginger's cunt was drained. For now she was determined to make her niece climax, chasing the golden shower with fresh pussy juice.
"That's right, Aunt Connie," Ginger urged, "don't stop. Don't stop and my cunt'll be soaking wet all over again for you."
Now Connie shifted to her niece's stiff little clit. She licked the magic button until it throbbed, then pressed it with the tip of her tongue.
"Ooooh, my pussy's soooo wet again!" Ginger cried.
Connie hungrily treated herself to another liquid feast from her niece's cunt. Only this time the flow was sticky and sweet, oozing rather than gushing. Ginger was coming in her mouth.
Thinking his sister was pissing again, Kevin looked down with approval. But then, when Connie kept greedily sucking Ginger's squishing pussy, he started getting suspicious.
Had they tricked him again? Were they really a couple of dykes on the side? Had he actually done them a favor by forcing one to eat the other's pussy, piss and all?
Kevin glanced down at his sister's face. He'd seen that expression before. Ginger was coming. Coming just as hard from having her pussy eaten by their aunt as she had when he'd sucked or fucked her.
His masculinity threatened, Kevin wanted to wipe that expression off Ginger's face. But it would be too easy just to break up the pussy-eating. Instead of simply stopping it, he wanted to prove that cock was still king. Prove it, he decided, in a head-to-head showdown.
"I know what you're doing," Kevin revealed to his sister and aunt. "Know you're coming in Aunt Connie's mouth, Ginger. Know now that you've both been getting it on behind my back like a couple of damned dykes. But go right ahead. Keep sucking the cum out of Sis's cunt, Aunt Connie. I won't stop you."
He even let his sister off his lap with care, actually guiding her onto her hands and knees while he eased from his spot on the edge of the desk. Connie, of course, followed Ginger down, quickly kneeling as she ate pussy from behind.
Then Kevin circled around in front of his sister. Ginger looked up just in time to see how hard his cock was.
Kevin grabbed Ginger's chin and stuck his fingers up her nose to force her mouth open.
"Yeah, you can get your pussy eaten by another chick all you want, Sis," Kevin snarled, "but you're still gonna have to suck my cock."
He fucked his stiff prick down Ginger's throat. He liked the way her eyes bugged out when he did it. He started grinding his crotch against her face, brutally fucking her mouth.
"Does Aunt Connie have anything as big as my cock to stick in you, Sis?" Kevin grunted. "Can she make you choke on her meat the way I can? Can she fuck you in the mouth, pussy and ass?"
Ginger, of course, couldn't respond with a mouthful of prick. But Connie could. She bobbed up, facing Kevin across his naked sister, and laughed out loud.
"You want to get into a fucking contest?" she challenged her startled nephew. "Okay, you got it."
Connie got up and opened the top drawer of the desk. She took the dildo out. Now Kevin watched his aunt stuff her pussy with half a dildo, leaving the other half looming from her hairy crotch like a hard-on.
"Now we're both hung," Connie mocked Kevin. "So let's see who knows how to use what they've got best."
She lined up behind Ginger again, lifting her niece's ass and parting the cheeks. The exposed head of the dildo pierced Ginger's ass-hole. Connie's hips bucked like a man's, while Ginger eagerly rocked back on her knees to meet the cock-thrust.
"Fuck my ass, Aunt Connie! Fuck my ass with your big, hard prick!" Ginger cried.
Connie began fucking. Ginger's hips squirmed. Kevin stared with disbelief.
"God, I'm coming already from that huge cock up my butt!" Ginger cried.
"Mmmmm, me too!" Connie swooned. "Every time it fucks into your tight ass, it pushes back in my pussy."
"Jeez, they're fucking each other with the same prick," Kevin sighed with defeat. "Giving it back to each other as good as they're getting it. They don't need me."
He was ready to leave the library, willing to let his sister and aunt fuck on their own. They'd made their point. He couldn't keep up with them. They were too much for his flesh-and-blood cock. He started for the door, thinking he wouldn't be missed. But, as had happened so often tonight, he was wrong again. "Giving up that easy?" his aunt called. Kevin sheepishly shrugged. What could he say?
"I was counting on you to hang in there longer than this," Connie said. "Thought we'd both fuck Ginger to the limit. Until she comes so much that she can't stand it."
"Naw, I don't fit in."
"Let's leave it up to Ginger," Connie suggested.
Ginger spoke up with stark simplicity. "Please fuck me too, Kev!"
"Aunt Connie doesn't need any help," Kevin wearily answered. "She looks like she's fucking your ass plenty hard, Sis."
"But that's just it, Kev," Ginger called. "She's only fucking my ass. What about my pussy?"
"Huh?"
"My pussy, Kev. My horny pussy. Don't you want to fuck my pussy? My horny pussy's just aching for your hard cock."
Kevin edged away from the door, back toward the action. When he'd thought he was just in the way, he'd lost his hard-on. But now that there was hope again, his boner was back in jutting, throbbing evidence.
Reaching Ginger, Kevin knelt in front of her. Then, as if some invisible force were guiding him, he leaned back on his elbows. Stretching his legs out before him, he let his toes brush the nipples of his sister's dangling tits.
"That's right, Kev," Ginger said, letting him know he was on the right track.
Sliding forward, Kevin moved his feet farther beneath his sister, all the way past her belly and crotch. Then his feet emerged from between her knees and went between their aunt's, who continued ass-fucking Ginger from behind with the dildo.
"Mmmmm, stop right there," Ginger told him when his face was directly below hers. "Now make it jump, Kev-make your cock jump straight up for me."
Kevin flexed his crotch, hoisting his hard-on at a right angle to his crotch. Immediately he felt his cockhead being tickled by the bush of his sister's cunt.
"Hold it right there, Kev," Ginger said.
She reached for her pussy, spreading the cunt lips then snagging them around the knob of his brother's prick to keep his fuck-tool standing. Next, she began working down, inching Kevin's cock into the damp warmth of her cunt.
"If you let up with the dildo in my ass, Aunt Connie," Ginger said over her shoulder, "I can get almost all of Kev's cock straight up my pussy."
"About like this?" Connie answered, withdrawing the dildo so only the cock head remained lodged in her niece's fucked ass.
"Super," Ginger sighed, fucking her cunt the rest of the way down Kevin's prick. "Only problem is that I can't decide which feels biggest-the cock in my pussy or the cock in my ass."
"Don't worry, your brother and I'll help you make up your mind, darling," Connie promised. "Won't we, Kevin?"
"Right on!" Kevin enthusiastically answered, having figured out exactly what he needed to do if he was going to fuck his sister's pussy at the same time their aunt fucked Ginger's ass.
Abruptly, Kevin's prick was the one in retreat. And, as it partially gave way in Ginger's cunt, Connie hilted the dildo again in the naked teenager's other fuck-hole.
"Oooooh, that's it!" Ginger swooned. "Maybe I never will make up my mind which of you is hung the most, but I'll come like crazy trying to decide."
Then Ginger helped set the tempo, rocking forward on her haunches to work the dildo halfway out of her ass and dipping her crotch so Kevin's cock fucked up her cunt. A moment later, though, and she was reversing the process, getting her ass shafted by her aunt while her brother's prick gave ground in her cunt. And from there she repeated the pattern nonstop.
"Mmmmmm, now we're really in the groove," Ginger moaned, her hips rising and falling. "Back and forth ... in and out ... fuck my cunt, Kev. Fuck my butt, Aunt Connie."
Then, adding a third source of stimulation to the action, Ginger squeezed her own tits. When the stiff nipples popped between her fingers, she pinched them hard. And that was the point at which she started coming.
"Never came this hard before!" she squealed. "Don't know how long I can stand it! Just know that I don't want it to stop, even if it kills me!"
Ginger continued to maul her own tits, while her brother and aunt took turns fucking her cunt and ass with their surging cocks. Pussy juice ran down her inner thighs from her fucked cunt, and watery shit leaked down the crack of her fucked ass.
"I can't get enough!" she cried. "More, more! Fuck me, Aunt Connie! Fuck me, Kev! Fuck, fuck, fuck me to death!"
But Kevin had to answer: "Sorry, Sis, but I'm gonna have to cut it short. Gotta come."
"Then end it by ripping me to shreds!" Ginger recklessly pleaded.
"You heard your sister," Connie told Kevin. "Let's give her everything we've got. You go first with your cock in her cunt, then I'll follow up in her ass."
Kevin automatically hilted his prick in Ginger's pussy with a driving, upward fuck-thrust. Before, this had been the signal for Connie to back off with the dildo. But now she was driving too, forcing the vinyl fuck-tool every bit as far into Ginger's ass-hole as Kevin's cock was already shafting her cunt.
Deep within Ginger, the heads of the two cocks collided through the thin wall between her fucked pussy and shit pit. She screamed and groaned.
"Hold on, Sis," Kevin urgently called up. "This is it for me!"
His cock exploded in Ginger's cunt. She was so crazed by fuck-lust, however, that she couldn't tell one prick from another anymore, nor her pussy from her ass. Believing what she wanted to, she imagined that her aunt's dildo was spurting jizz right along with her brother's genuinely creamy climax.
"Oh, come, Kev! Come, Aunt Connie!" Ginger urged. "See which one of you can come most in me!"
Ginger, however, wasn't the only one who fantasized that the dildo was gushing the same as Kevin's prick. Connie, too, was certain the vinyl cock had performed this miracle. What's more, her wishful thinking was twice as fanciful as her niece's. Because not only did she imagine the dildo had come in Ginger's ass, she was convinced that it now creamed in her own cunt.
And then it was over, face and fantasy alike. The three naked bodies collapsed together, winding up sprawled side by side on the floor in total exhaustion. Just the way Alice, Connie's assistant, would have found them in the morning if it hadn't been for their good fortune that the library was closed on Sundays.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Spilling through the window directly onto her face, the morning sun gradually drew Connie's eyes open. She drowsily thought she was at home in bed until she moved and felt the hard floor beneath her. Then she looked to her right, saw Kevin, to her left at Ginger, and finally down to her crotch where the dildo was still stuck in her cunt-and it all came back to her.
"My God," she sighed, "what a night!"
When Connie looked at the clock on the wall, no she saw that it was dangerously late to still be in the library. But then she heard church bells in the distance and realized it was Sunday. So she relaxed and did some thinking while the kids continued to sleep.
Her thoughts turning to the future, Connie wondered where all this would lead. She supposed that her incestuous relationship with her nephew and niece could be kept secret from the rest of the family, but she wished it could be otherwise. For, after years of just drably existing, Connie was sick and tired of living in the closet.
"If only," she sighed, "there was a way the kids and I didn't have to sneak around to suck and fuck who we want. Why should we have to act like we're ashamed of something that feels so right?"
But, of course, Connie recognized, the kids' parents weren't--likely to see it her way. Even their father, her brother Terry who once so eagerly fucked her, had turned into Mr. Respectability. And Rita, their mother, had always been a social climber, so uptight about what other people thought.
Then, however, it occurred to Connie that perhaps she wasn't giving her brother and sister-in-law the benefit of the doubt.
"No, you can't tell a book by the cover," Connie said, her curiosity mounting about what lurked beneath the surface of her brother's and his wife's respectability...
"You know," Connie said to the kids when they were awake, "it's too bad we can't do this every weekend.
"Yeah, back to the old grind when our mom and dad get back," Ginger grumbled. "Wish they were as together as you are, Aunt Connie."
It was just the opening Connie had been waiting for. "Well, you never know."
It had been said casually, but Ginger and Kevin both raised their eyebrows.
"You know," Connie continued, "things run in "families. Just look at the three of us. Sorta makes you wonder if we're the only ones in the family who're this horny."
"You're barking up the wrong tree there, Aunt Connie, if you're talking about our folks," Ginger said. "I don't think our mom and dad even fuck each other anymore-right, Kev?"
"Uh, I don't think that's what Aunt Connie means, Sis,"
"What do you think I'm getting at?" Connie asked her nephew.
"That maybe our folks are horny for something besides each other," Kevin said.
"Oh, you mean like screwing around on the side," Ginger assumed. "Well, yeah, I can see that. Most married people cheat, I guess."
"More than that, Sis," Kevin cut in, almost in a hush. "At least Mom, anyway. I never thought that much about it before, but..."
His voice trailed off, but his cock got hard. That was enough for his sister to demand to hear a lot more.
And then after a deep breath, Kevin told of an incident which apparently hadn't fully registered with him until now. Indeed, as he described what had happened, it was almost as if he were hearing about it for the first time along with his sister and aunt.
"Mom caught me jacking off," he revealed. "But she didn't get mad at all. Just laughed that boys will be boys. I was just glad to be off the hook. But after that, I dunno. next day I was taking a shower and she came in with some fresh towels. In her nightgown so I could see her tits and pussy and ass right through it. like she was trying to give me another hard-on."
"God, what did you do?" Ginger excitedly asked.
"Looked the other way until Mom left. Then tried to forget all about it," Kevin answered. "Until now."
And Connie asked, "Suppose your mother had given you that hard-on? What do you think she might have done about it?"
"I-I'm not sure," Kevin stammered, looking down at his stiff prick.
"Well, there's only one way to know for sure," Connie said, leaving little doubt what she meant. "And I don't have to tell you how much easier it'll be for you, me and Ginger if your mother is one of us."
Kevin nodded. So did his sister. And Connie took care of the rest, selling them completely on the seduction of their mother into their incestuous ranks. t t t
Rita Snyder had just spent an hour soaking in a bubble bath, her favorite form of relaxation. But now, when she left the tub, there were no towels.
She was grumbling about it, when the bathroom door opened without a warning knock. Stark naked, she suddenly found herself facing her teenaged son. Rita's response at being caught in the raw was to blush. But, she noticed, Kevin's reaction to her nude body was even more vivid. The telltale cock-bulge at the crotch of his jeans was clearly an instant hard-on
Rita couldn't resist teasing him. "Well, since you're getting your eyes full, do you like what you see?"
"You're a pretty lady, Mom," Kevin gulped, still staring, his gaze focused on her tits and pussy.
"And you're a very well-built young man," Rita countered, starting to enjoy the encounter a great deal. Her anxiety gone, she stared, too straight at her son's cock-bulge.
"Uh, I'm sorry I walked in on you like this, Mom," Kevin muttered. "Can I go now? This is, well, kinda embarrassing."
"As embarrassing as when I walked in on you that time you were jacking off?" Rita bluntly asked.
Kevin gulped and nodded.
"Well, you had nothing to be ashamed of then, and you don't now," Rita assured him. "Not the way you're built. Or, should I say ... hung?"
She closed the distance between Kevin and herself. Now she was so near that her stiff nipples brushed against his chest.
"I don't know why there aren't any towels in the bathroom," she purred. "But I'd like to think that maybe it was your idea, so you could catch me like this. That you've been thinking about me naked as much as I've been thinking about your hard young cock."
"Jeez, Mom," Kevin choked. "What're you gonna do?"
"This," Rita said without hesitation. She unzipped her son's jeans, then slipped her hand inside, dropping to her knees.
She pulled Kevin's rigid cock into the open, us hungrily licking her lips.
"Then this," she panted. "What I wanted to do when I saw you jacking off-and ever since."
She began sucking his cock. .
"Can't take too much of this without something happening, Mom," Kevin breathlessly warned. "Without, you know, coming. Coming in your mouth, Mom."
Rita's eager response was to swallow his entire cock, turning on the suction. Then she began squeezing his balls, priming their supply of jizz.
"Guess you want it, then," Kevin sighed.
His hips started to roll as a result of the oral friction on his prick. Quickly it had gone beyond just a blow-job as Kevin fucked his mother in the mouth.
He soon rasped, "Gonna do it now, Mom. Gotta come!"
Groaning with release, Kevin let go with a creamy torrent from his prick. His thirsty mother gulped down his jizz as fast as it spurted. She didn't stop until Kevin's balls were drained and she'd drunk every drop of his cum.
"Now you make me come in your mouth," she urged her son, just as soon as she'd finished sucking his cock. "Eat my pussy."
Rita fell back on the floor to show Kevin her cunt with her legs spread. She was a natural blonde, with a wispy cunt bush that framed her pussy lips with golden curls. At the center of her cunt mound was a gash which was hot pink when it yawned, as it did now. And her pussy was very juicy.
"Yes, eat me, eat me!" Rita pleaded, excitedly rubbing her wet cunt while she waited for her son's mouth between her legs.
Kevin dropped before her, on all fours like a panting dog. His tongue led him to the golden treasure of his mother's pussy, arriving in a licking frenzy.
"Mmmmmm, go right to my clit, darling," Rita moaned. "Oooooh, that's it. My clit's so hard for your tongue. Can you feel it, Kevin? Feel Mommy's hard clit pushing against your tongue? Maybe it's small, but my clit's as hard as your cock. And when you're doing the right things to it, I'll come just as much as you did. like, ahhh, now, now ... now!"
Rita's cunt was abruptly an oozing wound of orgasmic passion. She pushed her son's head down between her thighs so Kevin could take her pussy cum directly in his mouth. And, just as she'd sucked all the jizz from his prick, he now feasted on the sticky honey her climaxing cunt produced.
"You darling boy," Rita murmured after her pussy had been thoroughly eaten. "You don't know how bad I needed that. Your father hasn't gone down on my cunt for years. And he never did it as good as you do."
"Anything else Dad doesn't do so hot anymore?" Kevin playfully asked, coming on strong now. "Guess you know, then, huh?" Rita sighed. "How long has it been, Mom."
"Your father stopped fucking me about six months ago," Rita admitted. "Mostly my fault, though. Happened around the time I caught you jacking off. After that, I was happier finger-fucking myself while I thought about your hard young cock than I would've been getting the real thing from your dad."
"Then you must be horny as hell for a pussyful of prick."
"Only if it's your prick in my pussy, darling," Rita breathlessly told her son. "Will you fuck me now."
"Right here on the floor, Mom."
"Yes, and from behind," Rita steamily said. "While I'm up on my knees like a bitch in heat. Would you do it that way to me, Kevin? Dog-fuck me?"
"Whatever you say, Mom. I just wanna fuck you as good as you deserve to be fucked. A woman like you ought to get whatever she wants."
"Not just a woman-a cunt," Rita replied. "That how you make me feel, Kevin. like I'm all cunt. Go ahead, call me that. Let me know what a cunt I am. Talk as dirty to me as you can."
"Mom, you cunt," Kevin said arrogantly. "You're just a cunt for my cock. A juicy cunt for my big cock. And now I'm gonna fuck you, cunt. Just the way you asked for it. Dog-fuck you, cunt."
"Ooooh!" Rita squealed with a shudder. "Would you believe it? I just came without being touched. Just from listening to you talk dirty to me. From hearing what a cunt I am."
Then Rita crawled over to the tub. On her knees, she leaned over the edge of it, bottom up. When her ass cheeks parted, it was drippingly obvious that she had indeed just climaxed from her son's words. Her rear-spread cunt drooled cunt cream down her inner thighs.
"I'm just half a cunt without a cock in me, though," Rita said. "Hurry, Kevin, dog-fuck me! Don't make me wait anymore!"
Kevin was immediately there, lining up in back of her, guiding the knob of his hard-on to the split of her flared pussy lips. Then his cock head was just inside her cunt, testing the damp warmth. There was so much pussy juice that it ran all the way down Kevin's exposed cockshaft, then dribbled from his balls.
"Rip me!" Rita impatiently cried.
Kevin set his hips. His crotch lunged. Surging, his stiff prick made his mother's wet cunt gurgle out loud as he fucked in to the balls.
"Oh, it's bigger ... your cock feels even bigger when it's dog-fucking me than I expected!" Rita swooned.
Her ass began to roll, corkscrewing her son's buried prick in her pussy. Then she reached down and rubbed her clit, helping to make herself climax on the spot.
"Oooooh, what fantastic coming!" Rita groaned with pleasure. "Hope you don't mind me playing with myself while you're fucking me, Kevin, but I just can't keep my hands off my clit. Helps me come. And, damn, do I love to come."
"Go at it, Mom," Kevin answered. "Just one favor, though."
"Oh, you darling boy, anything!"
"Now it's your turn to talk dirty to me, Mom. Tell me everything you're doing to yourself."
"Mmmmm, will I!"
Then, her hands fluttering with excitement while her son's dog-fucking prick pumped in her cunt, Rita grasped her dangling tits.
"I'm rubbing my tits now," she told her son. "The nipples are the best part. Remember how you used to suck the milk out of them when you were a baby, Kevin? Your hungry little mouth would get my nipples so hard. Well, now they're hard again because of your cock in my pussy. no
And when I pinch them, I can feel it along with your cock all.the way down in my pussy."
"Pinch 'em then, Mom-pinch your tits!" Kevin urged.
Rita's thumbs and fingers clamped down on the ripe buds capping her tits, making her nipples swell and turn from pink to purple.
"Damn, it hurts so good," she whimpered. "Hurts so good all the way down from my pinched tits to my fucked cunt. Can you feel it with your cock in my cunt, Kevin?"
"Jeez, yes," Kevin readily answered. "Your cunt's going crazy around my cock, Mom. You must really be coming."
"Feel what my pussy does to your prick when I twist my nipples around double. like this..."
Rita winced with pleasure from her self-torture. And, at the same time she wrenched her pinched nipples, the message was relayed directly to her cunt. Her fuck-hole tugged and hauled at her son's prick as if trying to rub Kevin's cock meat raw.
"Oh, Mom, you horny bitch, I could come right now in your cunt," a gasping Kevin reported. "But I'm gonna hold back as long as I can. Make you really push yourself to the limit."
"Then I'd better really turn it on. My tits are just the beginning."
Rita's hands moved down to her crotch. She had briefly played with her clit before, but not like this. Now she gave the same brutal treatment to her clit.
"Arrgghh, it's murder," she groaned. "Pure, sweet murder!"
"So is what your cunt's doing to my cock," Kevin croaked. "Practically killing me to hold back my cum the way your pussy's fucking my prick."
"Just hang on. Hang on until I do one last thing to myself," Rita requested. "like to save it until the end. But this time I'll need a little help."
"Whatever you say, Mom," Kevin rasped.
"Then pull the cheeks of my ass apart. Wide as you can, so my ass-hole stretches open like a second cunt."
Yanking her ass cheeks in opposite directions, Kevin separated the plump halves of his mother's ass. In sudden exposure, her dusky shit pit strained sideways at the rims, looking almost like a miniature smile.
"I've always played with my ass," Rita disclosed. "When I was a little girl, it was the first place I ever finger-fucked myself. Then I put my shitty fingers in my cunt and finished there. Now I always save it for last, 'cause it's soooo dirty."
She began probing her ass-hole with a deep thrust. Kevin could feel it with his cock through the thin wall between her ass and cunt. When his mother started using more than one finger, Kevin had the sensation he was being jacked off by his mother at the same time he dog-fucked her.
"Mmmmmm," Rita gurgled, "I'm digging in my ass so deep that I'm making myself shit. I can feel the hot shit all over my fingers, like it's a kind of filthy cum in my ass."
"Well, hope you don't mind just some plain old jizz from a cock in your cunt, Mom," Kevin said, his voice cracking from the stress of having kept himself from shooting his wad for so long. "I can't hold it back anymore."
"Just give me another couple of seconds to do my thing, darling," his mother told him.
Then, as Kevin gritted his teeth, Rita's shitty fingers popped out of her ass-hole. They went straight from there to her dog-fucked cunt, slipping between the rubbery cunt lips and her son's cock to wedge inside. Before, it had just felt like she was jacking Kevin off while he fucked her, but now she really was doing it.
"Give it to me!" Rita cried. "Give me a cuntful of that hot young jizz!"
Kevin's prick exploded on cue. His cock cream flowed in a continuous stream, as if he were pissing in his mother's pussy. Already the excess cum was running down her thighs, dripping to the floor.
"Oh, I knew you'd come so much that my pussy'd never be able to hold it all!" Rita gleefully squealed. "Knew there'd be enough of your jizz left over for my ass. Yes, you heard me right. Hurry and do it, Kevin. Pull out of my cunt and finish coming straight up my horny ass!"
Kevin reacted automatically, his prick abruptly withdrawing from one sloppy fuck-hole to plunge into the much tighter one a notch away. Greased by its own cum, his hard-on stabbed like a dagger into his mother's welcoming ass to finish coming.
"Yes, your jizz is even hotter up my butt than it was in my pussy!" Rita shrieked. "I knew it would be!"
Then Kevin's balls were finally drained. He sagged with sudden fatigue on top of his mother, his cock wilting in the swamped tunnel of her ass.
"I've had it, Mom," he moaned. "Gonna crash."
When he pulled out, losing the anchor provided by the ass-fuck, Kevin toppled to one side and sprawled. He was so out of it that he was unaware that Rita now began sucking his filthy prick clean.
So, when the bathroom door opened again, Kevin failed to respond. But, then he'd have hardly been surprised. It was all part of the plan that he'd hatched with his aunt and sister. And, even if he wasn't of any further use, he'd done his job by seducing his mother. The rest was supposed to be up to Connie and Ginger, anyway.
"My God!" Rita Snyder choked on a mouthful of her son's prick when they appeared without warning.
"I suppose you can explain everything, Mom," Ginger taunted her naked, cock-sucking mother.
No, Rita's wide eyes silently answered, she hadn't a thing to offer in her own defense. She was guilty as hell of incest with her son.
And Connie chuckled. "Then maybe we'd better do the explaining..."
CHAPTER NINE
Over the years Connie had held a very low opinion of her sister-in-law. After all, Rita had stolen Terry from her by using the cheapest trick in the book-getting knocked up, accidentally on purpose. Then, having snared a husband by heaving like a scheming tramp, Rita had started putting on airs to pass herself off as the perfect wife and mother.
Now, however, after confronting Rita with the facts of the way things really were and m measuring her response, Connie saw her brother's wife in a whole new light. For, it turned out, Rita fit in beautifully with the incestuous scheme of things. And not just in terms of fucking her son, either. Because, as soon as she understood the pattern of family sex, Rita immediately turned her attention to her daughter...
"Well, young lady," she matter-of-factly told Ginger, "it looks like the next move is up to you if we're going to keep the ball rolling."
Ginger was puzzled. But Connie, feeling a new kinship with Rita, sensed exactly what her sister-in-law was getting at.
"Listen to your mother, darling," Connie advised her niece. "She knows what's best."
"You've got to do this for the sake of all of us," Rita told her daughter. "Everyone in the family has to be involved in this business, or it's going to tear us apart instead of bringing us together the way it ought to. And, my dear, I shouldn't have to tell you, there's only one holdout left."
Ginger gulped, reaching the logical conclusion just before Rita confirmed it.
"No two ways about it," mother firmly told daughter. "Ginger, it's up to you to get your father on your side. You have to fuck him. Fuck your dad, and the sooner the better."
"But, Mom," Ginger muttered, "how can you expect me to be able to get to Daddy, when you're married to him and he doesn't even fuck you anymore?"
"That's the whole point," Ginger patiently answered. "I'm just his wife. When a man gets to be your father's age, his cock gets hardest for what he thinks he's not supposed to have. And nobody fills the bill better than his own sexy teenaged daughter."
"Does Daddy ... you ought to know, Mom ... does Daddy have a big prick?"
"Hung like a horse, sweetheart," Rita giggled. "If I wasn't married to him, I'd be horny as hell for your father's fat cock."
That was all Ginger needed to hear, and she rubbed her hot young pussy in anticipation of father-daughter incest.
* * *
"Oh, Daddy," Ginger said, "you're too serious. Work too hard for your own good. You need to relax and have some fun. C'mon, why don't you stop going over that boring stuff you brought home from the office and take a dip in the pool with me?"
"The only reason we have a pool in the first place, young lady," Terry Snyder sourly reminded his daughter, "is because I work so hard. You go on if you want to swim, but I have more important things to do."
"But Daddy," Ginger pouted, "I wanted you to see me in my new bikini. After all, it cost you fifty dollars of your hard-earned money."
Terry raised his eyebrows at the amount just mentioned.
"You ought to at least see what you're paying for," Ginger coaxed. "I'll go put it on and meet you out at the pool. Want you to see a new dive I just learned, too."
Terry agreed. "Well, just for a minute, I guess." Then he went back to the pile of papers on his desk while his daughter went to change. His mind was on his work again when Ginger recaptured his attention.
"Daddy, you promised!" she impatiently called from outside.
Terry put his pen aside and got up, holding the figures on which he'd been working in his mind since he didn't expect to be away from them for long. However, the instant he stepped out of the house and caught sight of his scantily clad daughter at poolside, he immediately forgot about everything but the ways he filled her new bikini.
"How do you like it, Daddy?" she asked as he walked toward her.
"Fifty dollars, huh?" Terry commented on the cost of the skimpy suit. "Not much there for that kind of money."
"Well, Daddy, you know what they say," Ginger teased. "If you've got it, flaunt it."
She struck a sexy pose, one hand behind her head, and the other on a cocked hips as she turned slowly around to give her father the total picture. When she showed off her ass, the bikini bottom was caught up in her asscrack, revealing her dimpled buns.
As he watched, Terry's breath uncontrollably quickened. He was aroused and he knew it, feeling the blood rush to his crotch where it made his prick stir. If he didn't do something quickly to keep his daughter from noticing, Ginger was bound to detect the growing cock-bulge in his pants.
"Uh, why don't you show me that new dive you learned now, honey?" Terry nervously suggested.
"Sure thing, Daddy," Ginger agreed.
She scaled the diving board and got into position, balanced on the balls of her feet, her graceful young body athletically poised. She looked like a goddess, Terry thought, having to look away because her beauty was putting an embarrassing amount of throbbing steel in his stiffening prick.
When Ginger bounced aloft from the diving board, arched her slender form in the air and plunged head first into the pool with hardly a ripple, her father was facing in the opposite direction. And she emerged from underwater, pulling herself up at the pool's edge, he was still afraid to look at her.
"Aw, Daddy, you missed it," Ginger protested. "Didn't even see my dive."
Terry tried to come up with an excuse. But he had to turn back around to do it. And whatever he might have said was abruptly swallowed because of the shock he received from the startling change in his daughter's appearance.
As she hoisted herself at the edge of the pool, Ginger wore a big grin. From the waist up, that was all she wore. The top of her bikini floated several feet away. Her perfect young tits were totally bare.
Making it clear she was well aware of her half-naked condition, she teased her staring father: "Well, Daddy, I had to do something to get your attention."
Terry couldn't deny how much she'd succeeded. And it wasn't just that he couldn't take his eyes off her gorgeous tits. For neither could he conceal the telltale cock-bulge which filled the crotch of his pants. There was no point in trying to cover up the obvious now-Ginger wasn't born yesterday.
And at this point she knowingly purred: "Looks like you're more interested in what happened afterward than in my dive, Daddy. Just like you seem to dig me out of my bikini more than you do in it."
"You're a beautiful young girl," Terry choked, almost as if he hated having to admit it.
"Mmmmm, Daddy, flattery will get you everywhere," Ginger steamily replied.
She bobbed all the way out of the pool. Now, also floating in the water was the bottom of her bikini. As she stood before her panting, bug-eyed, open-mouthed father, she was stark naked. And his straining cock appeared as if it might burst right out of his swollen fly, while he looked at her red-haired cunt.
"We-we're playing with fire here, young lady. Y-you know that, don't you?"
"Don't fight it, Daddy," Ginger sexily soothed, closing the distance between them.
She reached down to the mound of her father's cock-bulge, prepared to unzip him and get at his stiff cock. But Terry grabbed her wrist and temporarily stopped her.
"Are you sure this is what you want, baby?" he asked, his voice cracking in a harsh whisper.
"Just try me, Daddy," Ginger cooed.
She shook his weakening grip loose from her wrist. His fly whirred down. Then her hand groped inside his pants as she knelt. By the time her face was at crotch-level, her father's hard-on jutted in the open and she'd aimed the throbbing cockhead at her hungrily opening mouth.
Terry Snyder had abruptly passed the point of no return. He blurted out: "Suck it, Ginger! Yes, suck Daddy's cock!"
His hips lurched as his daughter slurped, his prick fucking halfway down her throat. Then Terry's hips rolled while he held Ginger's head to guide her suction. He was fucking his little girl in the mouth.
However, just sucking her father's big cock wasn't enough for horny Ginger. Now, while she deep-throated him, she began coaxing Terry down to the ground along with her. He didn't have to be very bright to know what she wanted-a sixty-nine. Nor would he have been human if he hadn't drooled at the chance to feast on that red-haired young pussy.
So, as Ginger reclined beneath him, Terry shifted in a half-circle above her with his cock twisting in her throat. He wound up straddling her head at one end of the action, while looking down on her succulent pussy at the other end. Lowering his face, he could smell her cunt at first, his nostrils flaring. Then he tasted her cunt, the sweetness making his senses reel.
Ginger interrupted her cock-sucking to call: "Use your tongue on my pussy. Mmmmmm, thatta way. Up a little higher now. That's it ... oh, yes, Daddy, lick my clit. Lick my clit until I'm coming, then suck the hot cum right out of my juicy cunt."
As she went back to deep-throating his prick, Terry flicked his daughter's clit with his tongue. Her magic button was as hard as a marble, and as responsive as a live wire. A few lapping seconds later, and Ginger was climaxing with a joyous shudder.
"Now get your mouth down square on my cunt, Daddy," Ginger slurped with a mouthful of prick. "That's it, your lips on my pussy lips, and suck, suck, suck ... mmmm, suck my cum from my wet cunt."
Terry gurgled from her generous supply of pussy juice as it stickily flowed down his throat. Then, when Ginger's climax seemed to be drying up, he shot his tongue deep into her pussy gash and started fucking her with it.
"Oh, yes, Daddy, use your tongue like a cock in my cunt," Ginger urged. "Get me coming all over again by tongue-fucking my horny pussy."
Terry's rhythm speeded up, until his tongue was fucking his daughter's deep pussy with nonstop thrusts. Then Ginger's ass rose, fell, before rising again so her pussy ground against her father's face as she climaxed again. And while she did, her orgasmic pussy clamped to hold Terry's tongue in to the hilt, rippling along its trapped length.
"Ahhh," Ginger swooned, "I'm coming even wetter than I did the last time. Hope you're still thirsty for pussy juice, Daddy."
When her cunt relaxed some, Terry proved his continuing thirst by using his tongue like a spoon to feed himself Ginger's syrupy cum. Then he suddenly stopped, his entire body tensing up. For now it wasn't his daughter's climax which held his attention but the nearness of his own. The blow-job Ginger had been steadily giving him had finally taken its toll on his sucked cock.
She rhythmically squeezed her dad's bloated balls with one hand. Then, pulling his pants all the way down, she finger-fucked his gritty ass-hole with the other hand. And she kept his prick swallowed to its root, using her mouth like an oral cunt.
"Oh, Jesus!" Terry blurted, his head snapping back from between his daughter's thighs as the pressure at his own crotch became unbearable. "Sweet fucking Jesus Christ!"
Then he moaned with release, his cock finally erupting at the spasming depths of his daughter's throat. His cum poured with such force that it streamed in a continuous flow. But Ginger drank his jism as fast as it gushed, draining Terry's balls, then nursing on his dribbling cock head until she'd swallowed the very last drop of jizz.
"Mmmmmm, what delicious cum," Ginger bubbled when she was through sucking his cock and the sixty-nine broke apart. "Nice to know that when you fucked Mom and got her pregnant with me, Daddy, I started out because of the sweetest jizz any cock ever shot."
"There's more where that came from, baby," Terry anxiously pointed out, proudly displaying a prick that remained rock solid.
"Why, Daddy, if I didn't know better, I'd think you wanted to fuck me," a teasing Ginger giggled.
"Sweetheart, if I didn't fuck you now, I'd never forgive myself," Terry answered in a rush. "My cock hasn't stayed this hard after I just came in years. Since I was just about your age, as a matter-of-fact. Since before your mother, when I was still fucking..."
Realizing what he was about to say, Terry abruptly cut himself off. But Ginger had already heard enough to know that he'd been on the verge of dropping a bombshell.
"Who was she, Daddy?" Ginger firmly coaxed. "Who was the last piece of ass before me who gave you a hard-on that wouldn't quit? Who were you fucking before you met Mom?"
"What difference does it make?" Terry gulped.
"Daddy, your face is as red as your cock is hard," Ginger said. "You're hiding something. Something big. And I want to know what it is."
Terry swallowed deeply, trying to decide what to do. His daughter helped make up his mind with a dose of blackmail.
"Tell me who you fucked back then, Daddy, or you can't fuck me now." She was hoping that her father would do anything to get his cock in her cunt.
Ginger was correct.
"Before I got mixed up with your mother, I was in even deeper with another girl," Terry muttered, starting his confession in a halting way.
"Someone older? Somebody who was already married."
"Worse."
"Well, who, Daddy? The suspense is killing me. Tell me!"
Terry looked at his naked daughter. Then he glanced down at his own hard cock, which yearned to be in Ginger's young cunt-with the key to getting it there being the deepest secret from his past.
"My sister!" He spat it out. "I fucked my own sister!"
"Aunt Connie?" Ginger gasped with surprise.
Terry slowly nodded.
"I should've known it. Damn, I should've figured it out on my own. It all makes so much sense."
"Wh-what do you m-mean?" Terry stuttered.
"You'll find out soon enough, Daddy," a smirking Ginger mysteriously told him. "Right now, though, why don't you fuck me? Fuck me as hard as you used to fuck Aunt Connie."
Terry briefly considered withholding his prick until his daughter gave him more answers. But this was beyond his willpower, especially when Ginger leaned back and spread her legs to display her inviting young cunt in the classic fucking position.
"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, Daddy," she beckoned, overwhelming Terry. "Fuck my pussy with your big hard cock the way you're dying to do. Fuck me the way you haven't fucked a pussy since you used to fuck Aunt Connie before you met Mom."
Terry knelt before her, his prick in his hand. Ginger fingered her pussy lips apart to make the waiting target between her open thighs even wider.
Bringing his cock head to her yawning cunt gash, Terry moistened the cock tip with her pussy juice. Then he took the plunge, stabbing as deeply as he could into Ginger's damp warmth. When his prick was buried in her, she let go of her cunt lips so they clutched his thick cock base and began wiggling her ass to start the friction.
"Oh, move it, Daddy, move it," Ginger urged. "Move your ass as much as I'm moving mine, so your big prick just jumps in my pussy."
Terry began to roll from the waist down, his hard-on pumping. With every cock-thrust, his daughter pushed back. Then she wrapped her legs around his waist, rocking him in the cradle of her clutching thighs.
"Mmmmmmm, we're in the groove now, Daddy," Ginger panted. "Just a little bit more of this or that to go along with your cock in my cunt and I'll be coming like mad."
She got her something-extra by pulling her father's face down to her tits. Terry immediately took a nipple in his mouth and sucked. Ginger climaxed at once, and with intensity that it seemed--likely she'd keep right on climaxing until her father came, too.
"Once I start getting off during a fuck, I don't stop until I've got a cuntful of jizz," she said. "Especially if you keep sucking my titties while your cock's at work in my pussy, Daddy. But you don't have to stop with just my titties and pussy if you really want to drive me crazy."
Terry automatically reached exactly where he was supposed to. His hand slipped beneath his daughter's squirming bottom, then groped between the cheeks of her ass. Then, accurately stabbing, his middle finger fucked into the tight opening a notch away from her cunt.
"Perfect, Daddy, just perfect!" Ginger swooned. "Finger-fuck my ass-hole! Nothing goes better with your cock in my cunt and your mouth on my titties!"
Terry poured it on, sucking, fucking and fingering as hard as he could. He was like a machine. But then, suddenly, he was very, very human.
"Coming!" he gasped.
"Oooooh, Daddy!" Ginger cried, her cunt abruptly scalded by a torrent of jizz once her father's cock began gushing. "Your cum's so hot, so thick ... and soooo much of it. My pussy'll never be able to hold it all. Wish I didn't have to waste any of it."
"Do you like more than just a finger in your ass, baby?" Terry asked without hesitation.
"What do you think, stud?"
Terry instantly pulled his cock out of Ginger's swamped cunt. She spread her ass cheeks for him, presenting her other fuck-hole. Her ass-hole already widened by his probing fingers and his cock greased by pussy juice, Terry shafted her ass to his balls with a single thrust. Then, his body sagging as his climax spurted to completion, he pumped the last of his jizz into his daughter's spasming ass guts.
"God, I'm so fucked," Ginger groaned with ecstasy when the last drop of jizz had been spilled. "Sooo absolutely fucked! I know you never fucked anybody any better, Daddy-not even Aunt Connie."
"You're right as you can be," Terry sighed. "Never thought I'd ever fuck anybody like Connie again, but you're it, princess. Hope you don't mind me saying this, but, baby, you're your aunt all over again."
"Mind?" Ginger bubbled in reply. "Daddy, that's the nicest thing you could say to me! Aunt Connie must've been some piece of ass."
"The best-along with you," Terry sighed again. "With one big difference. She was then, and you're now. I'm afraid your aunt's been just another dried-up old maid for a long time. She probably hasn't fucked in years."
"Maybe so-until a few weeks ago," Ginger slyly said. "But she's been making up for it lately. Yes, if Aunt Connie's still an old maid librarian, she's not a dried-up one anymore. She's a helluva juicy one these days."
"What do you m-mean?" Terry gulped.
And Ginger casually answered: "Why don't you ask Aunt Connie in person?"
Then, on cue, Connie herself appeared, emerging from the house in a bikini that was every bit as skimpy as the one her niece had been previously wearing.
CHAPTER TEN
"Just like the old days, huh?" Connie purred to her astonished brother, having closed the distance between them. "Me in a bikini, and you staring. Remember what happened the last time, Terry, that summer at the beach? Here, let me remind you."
Connie untied her halter and let it fall. Her bare tits jutted as firmly as they had all these years ago, the only difference being that they were bigger than when she'd been a teenager.
"Now let's see if I can remember right," Connie teased. "Seems to me the first time you ever saw my tits like this, brother dear, you got a hard-on."
Glancing down, Connie chuckled with anticipation. For, having dropped his pants while fucking his daughter, Terry was stripped from the waist down. And his exposed cock was every bit as rigid for his sister as it had been that summer day on the beach-but, like Connie's tits, even bigger.
"Mmmmm," Connie hungrily sighed, "some things never change ... except for the better. Damn, your cock's fatter than ever. And you know what? My pussy's a lot hairier than it used to be, too."
Promptly wriggling out of her bikini bottom, Connie stood stark naked before her hung brother, running her fingers through the mossy triangle of her cunt-bush. As Terry watched, his throbbing boner appeared as if it might burst out of its own taut skin.
"Yes, remember how it was?" Connie crooned. "We were both so cherry, Terry..."
Connie's voice trailed off as she lost herself in the past. Down below, she accompanied her panting silence by rhythmically fingering her clit. However, she wasn't the only one with a headful of nostalgia and a hand between her legs. For, also taken back in time, her brother fed his erotic memories by stroking his stiff prick.
"Remember how it was, Terry?"
Terry nodded. And like drifting pieces of a dream, their hands exchanged places. Now he was feeling Connie's hairy cunt, while she tugged the skin back and forth over his prick's swollen knob.
"We made each other come. We were so young, so hot, that it didn't take long," Connie wistfully recalled. "Bet it still wouldn't, even after all these years."
She increased the tempo of the hand-job on her brother's prick. Terry began finger-fucking into the squishing depths of her wet cunt.
"Mmmmmmmm, I'm gonna do it, Terry," Connie soon moaned. "Gonna come. How about you?"
Terry nodded.
"Then let's come in each other's mouth," Connie breathlessly suggested.
Terry nodded again. Then, as his sister knelt, he followed her down. And when she lay on the ground, he straddled her from above, shifting around so his cock angled toward her face and he stared at the furry patch of her cunt.
She guided her brother's prick into sucking position, replacing her hand with her licking tongue. In turn, at the other end of the action, Terry's tongue made licking contact with her cunt and found her clit.
"Oh, now, Terry, now," Connie urged before swallowing his cock. "Let's come for each other right now."
She deep-throated his cock to his balls. He orally sealed her pussy.
And brother and sister came. Came together at exactly the same time.
"Ooooooooh, Sis, you're so sweet," Terry moaned with a mouthful of oozing cunt.
"Mmmmm," Connie gurgled around her mouthful of cum-spurting cock.
They kept sucking until every drop of male and female cum had been consumed. But far from signaling the lessening of their passion, the completed sixty-nine was only the beginning. Because when Terry's sucked prick left Connie's mouth it remained as stiff as ever, while her meaty pussy lips trembled with horny anticipation.
"Yes, Terry, yes," Connie declared when she and her brother broke apart. "Don't wait! Fuck me right away! My pussy's as hot as your cock is hard!"
She fell back on her ass. For a moment her raised knees were together. But then, when her thighs slowly parted, it was as if she were showing her spreading cunt to her excited brother for the first time all over again.
Terry looked into the hairy jaws of her yawning pussy as if the rest of the world had ceased to exist. Nothing mattered to him but fucking his sister again after all these years. He couldn't see beyond her inviting cunt, ignoring the lingering figure in the background while his daughter watched everything.
Ginger Snyder found herself almost as turned on from getting her eyes full as she'd ever been from getting a mouthful, pussyful or ass-full. Now that she knew her father and aunt had once fucked as teenagers-so the family cycle of incest had started with them-she couldn't wait for them to bring it full circle by fucking again after all these years.
Ginger's father promptly took the plunge, his hips dipping between her aunt's thighs so his prick sank into the woman's welcoming cunt. Then Connie wrapped her legs around him, holding on as she pushed up from the ground every time her pussy was shafted by another rhythmic cock-thrust.
"Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck that cunt," Ginger sighed as she looked on, her own pussy so aroused that its sticky juice dribbled down her inner thighs.
Ginger began finger-fucking her own hot cunt, probing with the same tempo as her father's cock pumped in her aunt's pussy.
Then hearing what sounded like an echo of herself, she realized that her aunt had just come too, announcing her climax with the very same words.
So niece and aunt came together, Ginger from a finger-fuck and Connie from a cuntful of cock. Ginger, however, wasn't in the least bit jealous that her father was fucking his sister instead of her. For she knew that incest meant sharing. Normal families were the ones who got hung up on hurt feelings; it was the families who sucked and fucked who were tight instead of uptight.
With a sixth sense, Ginger abruptly turned and saw her brother Kevin at the rear of the house. She motioned toward him, then met him halfway, out of earshot of their fucking father and aunt.
"I was wondering what happened to you," Ginger said, since her brother being here was all part of the plan for presenting a solid front to their father once incest was out in the open. "What do you think?"
"Well, Sis," Kevin said, "I see you didn't have any trouble convincing Dad to join the club."
"Where's Mom now?" Ginger asked.
"Just sitting there on the couch, staring at the wall," Kevin revealed. "like she's lost her nerve. That's really why I came out here, to tell you about her. I don't think Mom can go through with all this after all."
"Mom hasn't lost her nerve," Ginger countered with certainty. "She just knows, that's all. Knew the minute Aunt Connie put on that bikini for Daddy. A woman just senses those things-especially about her husband. It may take years, but once it hits her, its like she knew it all along."
"Knows what?" Kevin gulped, the tone in his voice indicating that he realized he was the only member of the family remaining in the dark about something very important.
"That Dad's fucked his sister before," Ginger answered.
Her brother choked, "Dad? Aunt Connie?"
"When they were growing up. Just about our age. Right before Dad started going with Mom, yes, he was fucking Aunt Connie," Ginger explained. "What's happening in the family now all started with them when they were kids like us. Mom just married into it, then we came along and got the pot boiling again after all these years. Now Daddy and Aunt Connie are just bringing things full circle."
"Jeez, poor Mom," Kevin sighed. "If she's really figured this out, it must have hit her hard. She's got her pride."
"Don't worry about Mom," Ginger assured her brother. "Once she gets her head back on straight, she'll come through like a champ."
"Gee, Sis, I dunno."
"I'll bet you a fuck she does," Ginger breezily replied. "Just wait and see."
Ginger had just turned toward the house. So had Kevin. Their mother had just stepped outside. Then, determination etched on her face, she briskly walked toward where her husband fucked his sister.
When she reached them, she waited until she was noticed. Her husband looked up like he was seeing a ghost, his cock still in his sister's cunt.
"I always knew there was somebody before you married me," Rita said to Terry. "That I caught you on the rebound. But I never thought you had the the balls to fuck your own sister."
"Sometimes things don't happen the way you expect them to," was all Terry could think of to say. "Then and now."
"Speak for yourself," Rita told her husband. "I know right where I'm going."
The expression on Terry's face indicated where he thought she was headed. To a divorce lawyer, at best, or at worst to the police. So when his wife revealed her actual intention, Terry was taken by as much surprise as when she'd appeared in the first place.
"Yes, no doubt about where I'm going," Rita chuckled, ready to drop a bombshell on her husband. "Straight to Connie's hairy pussy. If it's good enough for you, Terry, her cunt's sweet enough for me."
Terry was paralyzed with disbelief. His stalled cock remained halfway in his sister's cunt when his wife knelt at the tangle of loins and began licking up, down and around Connie's cock-stuffed pussy.
"Oooooh, Rita honey, your tongue is fantastic," Connie moaned with pleasure. "I knew you'd come through."
Then, as her sister-in-law's talented tongue zeroed in on her stiff clit, Connie's hips began to roll. This jerked Terry's cock in her cunt with rhythmic friction which he could not ignore. His mind may have been blown, but Terry's erotic reflexes were still intact. His own hips rolled in reaction, as he automatically resumed fucking his sister while his wife lapped her pussy.
"Don't know if I'm the luckiest guy in the world, or being played for the biggest fool," Terry sighed, slipping back into incest's groove. "But, damn, it feels too good to fight it."
And then, having recognized he was hooked on family sex in whatever form or combination which developed from here on in, Terry celebrated his fate by shooting his cum-load. He'd never come any harder.
"Ooooh," Connie swooned, her fucked cunt immediately swamped with her brother's gushing cock cream. "Terry's cock just exploded in me. So much hot, thick jizz. Already leaking out of my pussy into the crack of my ass. Rita, you've just got to lick it up."
Rita hadn't tasted her husband's cum in a long, long time. But, then again, she hadn't previously had the added attraction of being able to catch his cum as it oozed from another woman's fucked cunt.
The cum had already trickled well down into the split of Connie's ass when Rita's tongue made its move. Lapping her sister-in-law's sticky ass-hole to begin with, Rita soon went farther and tongue-fucked Connie's tight but slippery ass-hole.
"Mmmmm, that's even better than getting licked," Connie called to Rita. "Yes, fuck my ass with your tongue. Anything up my butt goes straight to my clit and makes me come."
Rita fucked her tongue into the depths of her sister-in-law's spasming shit pit. Connie climaxed on the spot. While she came, her instantly rippling cunt began tugging at Terry's cock all over again, keeping it hard. Even though he'd just shot his cum-load, he started fucking her pussy all over again, accompanied this time by the rim-job his wife gave Connie in the ass.
And looking on from a distance, as they had been throughout the unfolding of the latest sequence of events, were Ginger and Kevin. Now she reminded him of the bet she'd made with him about their mother's performance. The bet that Ginger had clearly won...
"Well, brother dear," Ginger said. "Mom came through, just like I predicted. Looks like you owe me that fuck now, Kev."
"Guess I do, at that, Sis," Kevin sighed, unzipping his fly.
"Just follow me, Kev, and strip on the way."
Ginger headed directly for the threesome of her mother, father and aunt. By the time her brother had caught up with her she was down there with him, nosing around their kneeling mom's raised ass.
"What're you gonna do, Sis?" Kevin asked.
"You just dog-fuck me from behind and I'll take care of the rest," Ginger instructed. "Trust me, Kev."
His sister hadn't been wrong so far. So when he saw her red-haired cunt spread from the rear, Kevin let his jutting cock lead him straight to it. A moment later and he was fucking her from in back, with his position giving him the added opportunity to see what Ginger had in store for their mother.
Although she was getting a face full of the action, Rita Snyder was still dressed. But now her daughter pushed up the woman's skirt, then pulled down her panties.
"Oooooh, Mom," Ginger panted, "you're so blonde all over. Your pussy and ass are just adorable. I don't know which one to suck first."
Ginger decided on both. Her tongue began moving back and forth between her mother's pair of fuck-holes, tickled by the golden patch of fuzz which grew in the gap separating Rita's drooling cunt and puckered shit pit.
Rita couldn't respond with words because her own tongue was so busy fucking Connie's ass-hole, but she let Ginger know how much she appreciated the girl's licking assault from the rear in no uncertain terms with a wet climax. And as Rita's pussy drooled, Ginger feasted on her mom's orgasmic cunt honey with slurping hunger.
However, the female part of the family was hardly the whole story of the incestuous orgy which had gotten into full swing. Terry Snyder continued to fuck his sister Connie, while, representing the younger generation, Kevin Snyder dog-fucked his own sister Ginger. Father and son had their share of disagreements over the years, but this was one time they definitely saw eye to eye.
"Well, Dad," Kevin said, "looks like you and I are gonna have all the pussy we can handle from here on in. Mom, Sis and Aunt Connie never get enough cock. We'll both probably fuck 'em all before today's over."
"Sure seems to be heading toward that," Terry readily agreed. "Funny how things work out, though. Never thought things'd wind up like this."
"You can thank Aunt Connie for that, Dad. She's the one who made it all happen. Just got tired of being an old maid librarian, I guess."
"Yeah, suppose so," Terry sighed, looking down at his sister's orgasmically blissful expression while he steadily fucked her spasming cunt. Comparing her now with the teenaged girl whose cherry he'd taken, for the life of him he couldn't see much difference.
And even though her eyes were closed, Connie knew what her brother was thinking. She was thinking the same thing about him. When it came to fucking, she and Terry would always be the horny boy and girl for one another that they'd been during that forbidden summer of incest long ago. Time had dimmed nothing...
