Jenny Weaver looked at herself in the full-length mirror and grinned. It was always a kick for her to see her own naked body.
"No way any of those skinny high school girls can compete with this," she bragged to her reflection. "Those little tramps can put out all they want, but there's no boy I can't steal away from them."
Jenny was ripe, every inch a total woman. Her tits were huge, yet didn't sag a bit, with her dusky nipples. Below them was her round belly, decorated by a deep navel which looked almost fuckable. And sloping from her narrow waist, her hips spread just broadly enough.
How, Jenny would often wonder, could she have been born so lucky? There were blondes and there were blondes. But she was the best kind-natural.
Her cunt spectacularly advertised that she was the real thing. The hair couldn't have been dyed that color, not so the golden roots seemed to melt into the mound between her sleek thighs. Her pussy fur vividly contrasted with the pink pussy lips peeking through her buttery blonde bush.
"Mmmmm," Jenny sighed, fingering her clit, "sometimes I think I turn myself on too much." Then she laughed.
"Good thing, there are enough horny, young boys knocking on my door to keep me busy!"
Indeed, Jenny was expecting one of her teenaged admirers at any moment. She'd arranged it in her own sneaky way, by holding out past the deadline on paying the paper boy. So he'd left her a note, telling her when he'd be by to get the money she owed him. Now, looking at the clock, Jenny saw that it was five on the dot. And, right on cue, the doorbell jangled.
Her eager pussy spasming with sticky arousal for a young, hard cock, Jenny threw on a robe-that was all. But she didn't tie it very well, her ripe charms poised to spill out for the paper boy's eyes as soon as possible.
Now Jenny went from her bedroom through the living room, her wet pussy squishing out loud with every step she took. Then she opened the front door, and froze. Expecting Stevie, the freckle-faced paper boy, instead she found herself face to face with ...
"M-Mickey!"
Her nephew wore a lopsided grin. "Wondering what happened to Stevie, huh, Aunt Jenny?"
She nodded, her big tits bouncing with a show of flesh down the semi-open front of her loose robe.
"Well, Stevie's got the measles and he asked me to take over for him until he's better," Micky drawled, smirking. "So anything you've got to give to him, you can give to me."
Although Jenny prided herself on being a grown woman, she currently felt like a giddy schoolgirl. Her nephew was undressing her with his piercing brown eyes, and that bulge at the crotch of his tight jeans left nothing to the imagination.
With Stevie, Jenny would have worked him up slowly, taking her time to make him feel comfortable as she trapped him in her web. But now she was the one who felt trapped, sensing that she was helplessly being drawn into nothing but trouble.
"Just wait here, Mickey, I'll go get Stevie's money right away. I'm sure you have a lot of other houses to collect from so I don't want to keep you."
"Naw, you're the only one who hasn't paid up, Aunt Jenny," Mickey chuckled. "But Stevie figured you'd come, uh, across for me. Fact is, I hardly know the kid. He just called me 'cause of my rep for getting down to business."
He had his foot inside the door now. Most other boys his age wore sneakers or jogging shoes but Mickey had on boots to go with his leather jacket, greasy jeans and even greasier duck-tail. "W-well, you just wait right here-" "I'd rather come in." He brushed right past her. Jenny couldn't help but notice the way the muscular cheeks of his ass shifted in the form-fitting denim.
Then he plopped himself down on the couch, propping a booted foot up on the coffee table and stretching the other leg out on the carpet. It showed off his bulging crotch with such emphasis that it was clear he was hung like a horse. Jenny tried to look the other way but failed. On her way to get the money, she clumsily tripped over Mickey's extended boot and fell on her hands and knees before her nephew. The boy couldn't help looking down her robe at her dangling tits.
"I don't think that wimp Stevie could've handled this," Mickey laughed. "You weren't planning to show him those tits, were you, Aunt Jenny?"
"Wh-what kind of woman do you think I am?" Jenny choked.
Mickey's answer was brutally frank. "What kind of woman do I think you are, Aunt Jenny? Try this on for size ... A walking, talking cunt!"
Her face burning, Jenny tried to close her drooping robe. But Mickey reached out with his boot and kicked her hands away.
"I know the whole story," he told her, sneering just enough to keep Jenny too frightened to try and make a break.
"Wh-who told you?" Jenny breathlessly whispered.
Mickey named names, a whole list of them from the kid who mowed his aunt's yard to the kid who delivered her groceries and the ones who washed her windows, waxed her car, raked her leaves and shoveled her snow. All of them boys Jenny had at one time or another seduced into fucking her big, blonde cunt.
"In fact," Mickey finished with a leer, "I guess little Stevie is about the only guy who'd been over here who doesn't know the score. Too bad about those measles of his. Guess he's just gonna have to keep his cherry a little while longer."
Jenny made one last desperate attempt to salvage her dignity. "I-I-I d-don't know what you've heard, but you've get it all wr-wrong."
"Bullshit, bitch!" Mickey fired back. "You know exactly what I've heard, and I'm right on the money!"
Catching a flap with the darting toe of his boot, he flicked Jenny's robe open so her big tits spilled all the way out.
"Stand up!" he then commanded. "Stand up and show me the rest. Word is that you're a real blonde where it counts, but I wanna see it with my own eyes."
Jenny's common sense told her to run-but another part of her made her obey Mickey, she didn't know why. Obviously he was all wrong for her. Not only was he the kid of tough punk she usually avoided, but a member of her own family as well. He was nothing but trouble. Yet, still, the very danger he presented drew Jenny like a moth to a flame.
She stood on unsteady legs. And, her hands trembling, untied the robe. It slid down her body as if her nephew's eyes were striping her on their own, leaving her stark naked before Mickey.
"Glad to see," he chuckled to his blushing aunt, "that you don't go in for false advertising."
His gaze had dropped to Jenny's naturally blonde cunt. She felt it uncontrollably spasm -from within, then felt escaping pussy juice leak down her inner thighs.
"Just hold it right there, Aunt Jenny," Mickey said. "I've got you right where I want you."
Then, leaving the couch, he knelt in front of her, his face at the level of her golden crotch. Jenny winced and looked away after the way his nostrils flared from the musky scent of her pussy. But she couldn't avoid the way his warm breath caressed her pussy lips and clit. And then there was his tongue, his long, lapping, sandpaper tongue.
"Oooooh," Jenny moaned as her nephew licked her cunt, "you've got to . -. . got to . . . please, Mickey, please stop."
"You've got me curious," Mickey slurped, briefly teasing his aunt's clit before pulling his tongue away. "Let's see what happens if I do quit."
Jenny abruptly felt a chill in the pit of her stomach that made her far more uncomfortable than anything she'd experienced so far. She had to admit the truth to herself, she realized, and more than that go ahead and admit it to her nephew.
"Please, Mickey," she pleaded again, her message turned all the way around. "Please don't stop!"
"Stop what, Aunt Jenny?" Mickey cruelly taunted.
"Please don't stop . . .don't stop ..."
"Say it, aunt Jenny! Aren't gonna get anymore unless you beg me for it loud and clear."
Jenny took one of the deepest breaths of her life, then let out the air and her true feelings in a whooshing rush. "Please don't stop eating my cunt, Mickey! It just feels too good for you to quit!"
But Mickey's mouth and tongue did not return to his aunt's yearning pussy. "Maybe you made me wait too long, bitch. Maybe now I won't give you what you want unless to give me something in return."
"Anything!" Jenny blurted.
"Thatta girl," Mickey said, as if he were the adult and Jenny a child. "But what I have in mind ain't just anything. It's the absolute best around."
He unzipped his bulging fly and reached into his jeans. He wore no underwear, so there was no; fumbling before his hand swiftly emerged with his throbbing hard-on in its grasp.
"Suck it, Aunt Jenny, that's the deal. Suck my cock while I eat your pussy."
Jenny had never seen a cock so huge on a boy. She automatically drooled from her mouth and cunt at the sight of it. She knew that whatever the risk, she had to have this prick anyway and every way she could get it.
Jenny fell to her knees. She pulled her nephew's greasy jeans all the way down, loving the sight of Mickey's muscular thighs as they flexed to frame his packed balls and jutting prick. Plenty of dark, wiry hair decorated his loins. Of all the boys Jenny had been with, Mickey was the most a man.
Then her quivering lips folded around his exquisite cock head and a drop of pre-cum tantalized her tastebuds. From there Jenny began sucking down the long, thick shaft, determined to deep-throat every glorious inch.
"Not bad," Mickey said smugly when she'd swallowed his entire cock to his balls. "Good enough for me to return the favor by giving you something terrific."
Now he grabbed his aunt's shoulders, tipping her backward as he eased down on top of her. Jenny's knees gave way under his lowering weight and she wound up pinned beneath him, flat on her back. Then, twisting his prick in her throat, Mickey turned around in a half-circle so he faced her crotch from above.
"Wonder if it's really true that blondes have more fun," he snickered, running his fingers through the golden strands of Jenny's bush so her pussy lips throbbed in anticipation. "Well, only one way to find out."
He leaned over on top of his cock-sucking aunt, dropping his face just shy of her cunt. Then he replaced his fingers with his teeth, biting a clump of Jenny's bush and giving it a nasty little tug.
"Oooooh," Jenny groaned, even though she had a mouthful of deep-throated cock. "Ooooh . . . ahhhhhh . . . mmmmmm!"
"Take it that means I'm hurting you just right," Mickey said, interrupting his aunt's response.
He'd temporarily let go to speak, but now he bit at an even more generous.sample of pussy hair and orally pulled it twice as hard as before. The straining roots yanked at the fleshy rims of Jenny's pussy, stretching them far beyond their normal size.
Still sucking cock, Jenny moaned again, louder this time.
With his teeth, her nephew wrenched her pussy hair and thus her pussy lips around double. The pain stabbed like knives to the core of Jenny's being. And that's when she hopelessly, helplesly climaxed as hard and wet as she ever had for any boy.
Then, as soon as her orgasmic cunt had started oozing like a raw wound, , Mickey stopped biting and started sucking. He sucked Jenny's cunt as greedily as she'd been sucking his prick, feasting on her female cum.
So it was a fully formed sixty-nine now between aunt and nephew. With Mickey's tongue squirming within her spasming pussy, Jenny climaxed nonstop. And the only reason she didn't wish it would go on forever was because of her desperate craving for the perfect ending that a fucked mouthful of Mickey's jizz would bring.
To get it, she used her mouth like a second cunt around her nephew's big prick. Plus, she rhythmically squeezed his balls, while her middle finger poked beyond them into Mickey's gritty asshole.
Quickly, it was Mickey who now moaned, "Oooooh . . . ahhhhh . . . mmmmmm."
Next his body tensed, except for his crotch which bucked like it was on hinges against his aunt's face. His deep-throated cock abruptly erupted. Then, as his aunt gulped his torrent of jizz as fast as it spurted, Mickey's toughness seemed to melt until he was like a ragdoll on top of her by the time Jenny had drained his balls.
"Oh, Jesus! Never got head like this before," he breathlessly admitted. "What a blow-job!"
Of course, Jenny was proud of her performance. But, on the other hand, her nephew's praise concerned her. Because, she realized, she liked him mean and macho. That was what made him different from the other boys she'd sucked and fucked. For once, for a change, she yearned to be dominated.
What, she recklessly wondered, would it be like to be all but raped by such a macho young stud?
Before Jenny had always called the shots with her boys. Coaxing them into her house, showing them a peek of this, a flash of that, hypnotizing them with her titties and pussy, she'd gently seduce them. Often as not they turned out to be virgins, the little dears. But this time Jenny felt herself drawn to something entirely different-her own humiliating degradation.
Yes, she decided, she wanted the worst her nephew could give her. Now that she'd made up her mind, though, the only problem was that Mickey, so rough-edged before, was sprawled on top of her after their completed sixty-nine life any one of her other boys.
If she was going to get anywhere with making her fantasy come true, Jenny knew she had to get busy turning her nephew back into bis old self. Time to speak up. But saying what? A woman didn't openly ask to be raped, because that would reveal how much she wanted it. Force was her frosting on the cake when the male half of the showdown believed it was necessary.
That meant, reasoned Jenny, she couldn't express her true feelings. Getting Mickey back in the groove meant she had to act as uptight as possible, temporarily concealing what she really was-a woman who was ready for a one-way ticket to the gutter.
So Jenny shook her limp nephew. "Get up . . . right now. You have to leave. All I want to do is forget any of this ever happened," she said.
"Huh?" Mickey muttered.
"Go home," Jenny pretended to insist. "Nothing could be more wrong than this is between us. First, you're my nephew ... my brother's son. Then, second, and this is the main thing-you're such a greasy punk! Just hope there's something strong enough around to take the disgusting taste of your cock out of my mouth."
Mickey bolted up, jerking around to straddle his aunt and lock his eyes with hers. His smoldered, while hers projected what seemed to be sudden fear when, in fact, she was consumed by intense longing to be raped.
"What'd you just say, bitch?" Mickey hissed, his old nasty self again.
Jenny wanted to sigh with relief, but she managed to convincingly continue her act. "You heard me," she snapped back. "Or do you want me to make it even clearer? You sicken me!"
"Hey," Mickey answered with a leering grin, "I can dig it. A chick who's too easy's not half the kick as one who fights back a little bit. And you were just starting to bore me."
The way he took her bait made Jenny's pulse boom with anticipation. But the main thing was the mounting sensation in her anxious cunt. Now, on the brink of success, she had to complete her strategy for getting herself fucked in the most brutal fashion possible. She'd use a final flourish of reverse psychology to push her nephew even further than he'd go on his own.
"I know what you really want, you horny bitch," Mickey sneered.
How easy it would be to agree with him, but testing him to the limit, Jenny lied, "If that's right, then you'll get the hell out of here before I have to get some help."
"Oh, yeah, like how?' scoffed Mickey, his cock hard again and throbbing in his aunt's face.
"How does calling the cops sound to you?" Jenny threatened meaning not a word of it. "I know you're already on probation for stealing a car. This'd get you locked up."
"But first you have to get to the phone, bitch," Mickey snarled. "And you just try it. Just try and get away from me."
Jenny slapped her nephew across the face as if she were trying to fight him off. She knew, of course, what his response would be and she almost climaxed on the spot when Mickey predictably slapped her back.
"I can kill you if I want to, bitch," he then spat. "But this is your lucky day. All I'm gonna do is fuck you!"
"No!" Jenny whimpered. "I'd rather die first."
"Well, shit, baby," Mickey joked, "maybe I'll just go ahead and give us both what we want. Maybe I'll just go ahead and fuck you to death."
Then he jumped back and grabbed Jenny's legs. He forced them wall the way over her head, jack-knifing her naked body. And there he knelt, his jutting cock aimed at her wide-open cunt like a pulsating weapon.
"Yeah, Auntie Dear, it's just what you think it is," Mickey rasped. "Want me to spell it out? Sure. R-A-P-E!"
It was all Jenny could do to keep from crying out with joy. Instead, she shuddered as her nephew expected her to do. If only he'd known that rather than fear, it was wild anticipation which possessed her.
Chapter Two
God, Jenny thought, what a nasty bastard he was. He used his cock like a savage weapon in her cunt, like he was trying to rip her to pieces instead of just fucking her. But Jenny loved it.
"I'm coming!" she uncontrollably cried in an orgasmic fury, writhing with ecstasy beneath her brutally fucking nephew. "Never came so hard in my life!"
"That so?" Mickey snarled. "Well, I got news for you, bitch. Ain't in the script for you to come so hard this fast. This is supposed to be a rape, remember? You ain't supposed to like it so much."
"I can't help it!" Jenny swooned, too far gone to pretend anymore. "I've never felt a cock like yours before in my cunt. A cock that's so mean and nasty."
" -That's what you've been missing by putting out for paper boys and all the rest of 'em," Mickey said. "About time you got fucked by a stud instead of a wimp."
"Then can I keep on coming?" Jenny panted, actually asking permission to climax.
"Okay, go ahead, I'll give you a break," Mickey agreed. "But just 'cause you're digging it doesn't mean I'm gonna let up on the rough stuff. Fact is, I'm gonna get even meaner."
"The worse you treat me, the more I'll come!" Jenny recklessly vowed.
"You sure as hell just asked for it, bitch," Mickey answered, grinning. "And there's no reason why your cunt ought to get all the action."
Everything about him was greasy, except for his teeth. They were almost blindingly white. And now Mickey lowered them to one of his aunt's big tits and viciously bit into the plump, red nipple.
"Arrgghh!" shrieked Jenny. "It hurts sooo gooood! Goes straight to my cunt! More, more! Do my other titty!"
Mickey's mouth made the shift from one jug to the other, biting into the second nipple. Jenny shrieked agahu coming so hard that she claimed she couldn't stand it. Then, in the next ragged breath, she begged for Mickey to continue tor- turing her this way.
Mickey, though, didn't want to please her too much. Now his mouth abruptly left his aunt's tits, leaving behind his teethmarks around her chewed nipples.
"You were getting off too easy," he said to Jenny. "Gotta make you suffer for it more than that."
Inside, Jenny eagerly welcomed his threat. But she didn't ask what was in store for her, wanting to be surprised by whatever terrible thing her nephew did to her next.
Then she felt Mickey's greasy hand moving down below. Was it what she hoped it was? Yes! He reached into the crack of her ass, fingering the tight opening a notch away from her fucked cunt.
The boys Jenny usually seduced were afraid of doing anything down there and she never pushed them. Indeed, except for an occasional stray probe or lick, her asshole to this day remained more or less cherry.
But now, so totally dominated that she was a victim rather than a seductress, Jenny prayed that Mickey would ravage her ass even more brutally than he had her tits and was still doing to her cunt. Just having him finger-fuck it wouldn't be enough.
Mickey didn't disappoint her. Suddenly he crammed two more fingers up her narrow chan- nel, which stretched just enough to take them. He must have-been able to feel his cock with them through the thin wall separating her ass and pussy, like he was jacking himself off while he fucked her.
Jenny knew that if he kept it up he'd have to come, and, of course, there was nothing she'd welcome more than a pussyful of her nephew's scalding jizz. She just hoped, though, that before he shot his wad he'd find a way to hurt her some more-especially up her tender ass.
And, as if on cue, Mickey attempted to jam his entire hand in there. His little finger and thumb currently remained outside. Then the former slipped in. But the latter wouldn't be nearly so easy.
"Take it, bitch, take it all in your butt!" Mickey hissed, forcing his thumb.
The jagged nail caught on the puffy rim of his aunt's asshole, drawing some blood. It provided just the right amount of slippery momentum for the rest of Mickey's hand to enter.
However, every finger wasn't enough for Mickey, Now he curled them within his aunt's incredibly expanded shitpit, flexing the knuckles to actually make a fist. The bulk was so overwhelming that it pushed his prick out of Jenny's cunt. But she didn't care. For getting her cherry ass fist-fucked was all that mattered to her at this point.
'How do you like this action, bitch?" Mickey sneered, in her to his wrist. "Too much for you?"
And Jenny let him know that he could never hurt her enough, crying out, "Kill me! Kill me if you can!"
"No way, bitch, "Mickey taunted. "That'd put you out of your misery. I'm just gonna make you wish you were dead by the time I'm through with you."
Then he punched in her ass. Jenny could feel it to the depths of her soul. She saw stars and whirling pinwheels of glowing light. But most of all, with an orgasmic surge which matched the surge of her nephew's knuckles, she climaxed more powerfully than she'd ever imagined was possible for any woman to do.
Sex to the death now lost its appeal to Jenny, as her runaway emotions swerved in the opposite direction. For if she could come like this, she wanted to live forever.
Then, as her ass continued to be fist-fucked nonstop, Jenny did more than just come. With that kind of internal battering it was inevitable. But, never having gotten it up the butt before, Jenny was taken by surprise by her sudden accident.
"I-I'm shitting . . . shitting while I come . . . shitting and coming, coming and shitting!" she gasped.
"Better believe it, baby," Mickey said triumphantly. "Your ass is a fuckin' mess, thanks to me. Pretty disgusting huh, you filthy whore?"
Indeed, Jenny had never felt so impossibly dirty in her life. However, never had she felt more like the woman she now knew she'd been born to be-a filthy creature who wanted to be dragged down to the depths of shamelessness.
What else could she do to degrade herself? She yearned to wallow in the slime of kinky lust. Inspired, she reached for a source of slimy pleasure, jerking its ten inches with wild abandon to make it deliver for her.
"Hey, bitch, whatta you think you're doing?" Mickey bellowed. "Leggo of my damned cock!"
But Jenny ignored her nephew's request. Now that his hard-on was out of her cunt, it was fair game for her hand. She was going to beat it off until it exploded with liquid fire. If she wouldn't get a pussyful of jizz, then she was determined to take a bath in Mickey's teenaged cream.
"Hey, I'll knock your head off," he warned. But was gasping with telltale breathlessness.
"Come, come, come," chanted Jenny. "In my face ... on my titties . . . come, come, come."
"I'll come when I'm damned ready, not when some tramp tells me to," Mickey insisted, his voice wavering.
It was his last stand. His cock and balls had control of him now, and his aunt had control of them. For the balance of power had totally changed. Now it was Jenny in charge.
"Ahhh, you bitch!" Mickey swooned with uncontrollable release.
His jacked-off cock had abruptly erupted with a torrent of jizz. The first blast struck his aunt between her eyes. Then Jenny took some in her mouth. From there, she lowered the angle of the spurting flow to drench her tits. And when there was still some left, she guided a dribbling trail down her belly to her bush, getting her cunt's golden floss splattered with splotches of milky white.
"Damn, goddamn. No chick's ever taken over like this on me,'"Mickey mumbled. "You really think you can get away with this?"
"That's up to you, stud," Jenny answered. "Decide for yourself."
Then, letting go of Mickey's dripping cock, she turned her hands loose on herself, smearing her nephew's spilled jizz all over her naked body. By the time she'd finished, she gleamed from her blonde crotch all the way up to the equally golden mane on her head. "Decided yet?" Jenny taunted her staring nephew.
Mickey couldn't help himself, he had to admit the truth. "God, y-you're the most beautiful ting I've ever seen, Aunt Jenny."
"Flattery will get you everywhere," Jenny teased some more. "It's about time you learned that. Being tough gets your boot in the door, but now I'm ready for more than that."
"Like, uh, wh-what?" Mickey stammered, totally under his aunt's spell.
"What else?" Jenny lilted, thoroughly enjoying the dominance that had come her way. "Anything and everything I want. You're not just a stud anymore, Mickey. You're my own personal stud-service. Any argument about that?"
"No," Mickey gulped in admission.
"Then take your fist out of my ass," Jenny told him.
"Oh, yeah," Mickey mumbled, "forgot."
He withdrew, his filthy fingers dangling by his side as though his arm were paralyzed.
"Now give me your cock in the same place," Jenny said.
"Huh?"
"Fuck my ass with your damned cock. That's an order!"
"D-dunno if I can get it up again."
"Then I'll just have to give you a dose of your own medicine," Jenny hissed, sounding like a female version of the macho stud her nephew had been such a short time before. "Even spell it out for you like you did for me. R-A-P-E!"
Rearing up, she pushed her startled nephew flat on his back. Then she straddled him, casting the shadow of her spread asscheeks over Mickey's crotch.
"Only difference between me raping you and the other way around," Jenny called down, "is that I don't have to use any of that strongarm stuff. A woman has, uh, other means of persuasion."
Then Jenny made contact with her not-so-secret weapon, her messy cunt and even messier ass flush with her nephew's captive cock and balls.
"Yes," she sighed, "when it comes to me raping you, plenty of good rubbing ought to get the job done at least as well as a good beating worked on me when you were calling the shots."
Jenny showed what she meant, beginnig to massage her nephew's trapped meat with her hottest, juiciest parts. A surge of blood automatically rushed between Mickey's legs and his hips began to uncontrollably squirm.
"Know what?" Jenny teasingly asked, then abruptly bobbed up on her knees so her nephew could see the answer for himself. "That's what/'
Mickey stared at his cock. It was rock-hard again.
"Mmmmm, if ever there was a prick Teady to be raped, Nephew Dear," Jenny crooned, "you've got it. Tell you what, why don't you make that beautiful monster stand straight up for me? Uh, that's an order."
Mickey didn't have to make his cock do anything. It reacted on its own, springing up at a right angle from his crotch. Then, before it could fall under its own throbbing weight, Jenny grabbed a handful of prick and forced the swollen head into the pinching grasp of her asshole.
"Here we go!" she giggled.
Her asshole began gradually sliding down the slippery pole of her nephew's cock. While he watched inch after inch of his long, thick cock disappear into her rear chute, Mickey naturally assumed that Jenny must be a freak for ass-fucking. Little did he know that in reality his prick was the first that had ever penetrated her where she shit.
Jenny felt like a virgin all over again. In one sense she couldn't believe she'd gone this long without getting fucked this way, but, then again, she was glad she'd waited for a cock this big to do the job. God, she thought, Mickey wasn't even all the way in yet and already she felt as full of anything as she ever had in her life!
"I'm coming! Ooooooh, am I coming!" Jenny shrieked as though the words were being ripped from her throat. "Coming so good I can't stand it!"
Seeing a break from the overdose of orgasmic pleasure, Jenny pulled up to temporarily decrease the stabbing pressure. And it was then she discovered the crucial difference between getting fucked in the ass and having her pussy balled. The most powerful sensation in the latter occurred when she took every inch of prick as deeply as possible in her cunt.
"J-just the opposite in my ass!" Jenny shuddered aloud, climaxing more than ever despite having less than half of her nephew's cock up her butt at this point.
For what she'd learned was that with ass-fucking, the most devastating effect came when the boy's prick was pulling out instead of pushing in. It was like something was being torn from the core of her very being!
"Oooooh, now it's gotten so much better that it's even worse," Jenny whimpered.
After enduring the exquisite agony as long as she could, she slid back down the entire length of Mickey's cock for some measure of relief. However, withint seconds, Jenny was on the rise again to scale the orgasmic peak.
From there, she repeated the process over and over, bobbing up and down on her nephew's ass-fucking hard-on. The nerves in her ass turned out to be directly wired to her cHt and nothing activated them like a pumping cock. Without being directly touched, Jenny's pussy slobbered with cum as if it were being fucked by a phantom cock at the same time she was getting the real one up her butt.
"Didn't know anything could be this wonderful!" she swooned, summing up her runaway delight. "When my cunt was cherry, didn't feel half this good to lose it as it is with my ass!"
Mickey had been in sort of a daze, but when he overheard what his aunt had just said, he was suddenly alert.
"Cherry?" Mickey asked. "Cherry what?"
"My ass! My cherry ass!"
"You mean I'm the first guy who's ever fucked you where you shit?"
"If I'd told you I was cherry, would you have believed it?"
"No way," Mickey admitted.
"That's what I thought," Jenny bubbled, squeezing the muscles of her ass around her nephew's cock. "So I figured I'd save us both a lot of trouble by just going ahead and raping you like I'd been taking it up the ass all my life."
"Jesus," Mickey gulped in awe, "you're too much! Never tied into a chick like you before."
"Don't tell me that you've never fucked a virgin before," Jenny teased.
"Yeah, but when it got down to the bottom line, if I had to get rough, I was sure as hell the one who raped them instead of the other way around."
"Well, there's a first time for everything- for both of us," Jenny lilted. "Of course, if you still like your way best, it's not too late to do something about it. My ass is still officially cherry, after all, until you come in it."
"You mean what I think you mean, Aunt Jenny?"
"Try me!"
"You asked for it, bitch!"
And, abruptly, Mickey was his old macho self again. He rolled himself and his aunt over with violent momentum, using his hands on her throat to haul her from the perch. They wound up with their positions starkly reversed, Jenny's legs forced back so that big cock drilled almost straight down into her tipped butt.
"This is what rape's all about, baby," hissed through his clenched teeth. "You were just playing at it when I was on the bottom. I mean business!"
He jack-hammered his cock in Jenny's ass, jarring her bowels within her and rattling her cunt a notch away. She was overwhelmed, coming and shitting and pissing all at once.
"Oooooh, you animal!" Jenny rasped. "Don't stop. Just don't stop now until you're coming as hard for me as I'm coining for you!"
"You got it, bitch," Mickey puffed. "Your shitty ass might be able to take all of my cock, but it's never gonna be able to hold all the jizz I shoot in there."
"I can't wait!"
"You don't have to!" Mickey gusted, his hilted prick exploding at the depths of his aunt's rear chute.
"So thick! So hot!" Jenny cried hysterically as the scalding flow swamped her. "Sooooo much!"
As her nephew's cock continued to spurt, Jenny reached down to the heart of the action. Her jam-packed asshole was already leaking. Automatically she smeared the creamy excess around and about, down all over the cheeks of her butt and up to lather her pussy.
Then, his climax finally slowed to a dribble, Mickey panted to his aunt, "That enough for you?"
"No, goddamn you, no!" Jenny cried, astonishing her nephew with her bottomless lust. "Give me more, you greasy punk, more ... more . . . more!"
"Y-you're crazy," Mickey stammered. "I just came my balls inside out for you. Nobody's ever gonna fuck your ass full of more jizz than my cock just did it. What else do you want?"
"My cunt fucked just as full of jizz!" Jenny demanded.
She grabbed her nephew's cock before Mickey could react, yanking it out of her filthy ass and cramming it to the balls up her greedy pussy. Mickey had temporarily lost the edge on his hard-on after fucking her butt, but the rippling friction from Jenny's spasming pussy quickly took care of that.
Then, sealing her nephew's fate, Jenny wrapped her long legs around his waist to hold him captive while she crocked him in the cradle of her thighs. The squeezing vise of her cunt relentlessly tugged and hauled at his cock, raping it all over again.
"Mmmmmmmm, you're getting there fast," Jenny moaned with approval, clutching her nephew's balls just outside her pussy. "Your new batch of cum's starting to churn like fresh butter."
"Feels more like fire to me."
"Then burn me up with it."
"Then make me," Mickey croaked, not daring his aunt but pleading with her to put him out of his misery.
"You mean like this?" Jenny answered, letting go of Mickey's balls so she could stab a couple of gouging fingers straight up his ass.
"Yes . . . yes . . . God, yes!"
Mickey was coming again. Coming as if his life depended on it. But not any harder than his aunt Jenny was. They were one helluva team, that was for sure. The only question was whether they could survive each other the way they fucked.
Chapter Three
By the time Mickey left her house that incredible afternoon, Jenny was certain that her whole life had been changed. She was convinced that she no longer needed any other boys because her violent, young nephew was the one for her.
But then, later, as she lay in the tub to try and soak away the soreness that had set in between her legs, Jenny started having second thoughts. A fling was one thing, she realized, but a steady diet of Mickey would be something else.
"Got to face it," she realistically sighed, "that kid's got trouble written all over him."
However, before Jenny could mentally switch directions completely, her soapy fingers accidentally slipped into her pussy. It felt so good she started automatically finger-fucking herself, with her mind drifting back to when Mickey's big cock had been pumping inside her.
"He's so hung," she sighed. "Got to face that, too. Could I live without that beautiful, young prick now that I know how good it fucks me?"
Jenny then moaned and came, a cluster of bubbles pouring out of her orgasmic pussy and popping on the surface of the bath water. After that she just lay there soaking, trying to get her head together.
Gradually, her dilemma took sharp focus. She could definitely trust Mickey's cock to fuck her mouth, cunt, ass and tits like they'd never been fucked before. But could she trust Mickey himself not to fuck around with her life?
"No," Jenny had to admit. "If I let him, he'H ruin me."
So now the question Jenny needed to answer was whether Mickey's fantastic cock was worth the shame he was guaranteed to bring down on her. But then, rather than making up her mind one way or another, Jenny started wondering if perhaps there was another solution than having to strictly choose between perfect fucking and personal disaster.
"Suppose," she thought aloud, "I could get that much cock without Mickey in the bargain? Okay, so I never ran across a boy before who's hung the way he is. But maybe, just maybe, I've been looking in the wrong place."
Jenny paused, rolling the idea over in her mind before she finished expressing it, sensing that once she heard it from her own mouth she wouldn't be able to resist following through on something which might be even more dangerous than just sticking with Mickey. No use trying to be cautious, though, it had to come out.
Jenny reached her breathless conclusion. "Stands to reason that if Mickey's hung like that, he's not the only one in the family with a super cock. If I'm lucky, he's just the only punk."
"Ronnie,'.' Jenny greeted her youngest nephew over the phone the following afternoon. "I called you because I was wondering if you'd like to pick up some extra money."
"Sure, aunt Jenny," the boy said.
What a little sweetheart, Jenny thought, nothing like Mickey. She just hoped they weren't opposites in every way. If it just turned out Ronnie had a cock to match his older brother's, without the rough edges.
"Well, how about this, kiddo?" Jenny said.
"You know anything about washing windows?"
"Not too much, but I could learn fast," Ronnie answered enthusastically.
"Then why don't you come on over and I'll, uh, teach you everything you need to know?"
"Is now too soon?" Ronnie asked.
"Marvelous! I'll see you as quick as you can get here."
"Ten minutes," Ronnie said.
When he hung up, that gave Jenny just a short while to get ready. However, she didn't need a whole lot of time. A nice boy like her nephew Ronnie was familiar territory. She just put on something sexy and then started thinking with her cunt, waiting until the unsuspecting little gentleman appeared on the scene.
Exactly ten minutes after the phone call, the doorbell rang. On the make again, Jenny glided to answer it. And he was standing there, so eager to please that he was cute enough to eat.
But for the moment, Jenny controlled her inner lust, inviting Ronnie inside so she could go through the motions of supposedly showing him how to wash windows. After she'd changed clothes, she'd even come up with a bucketful of suds, a sponge and some rags for the occasion.
"Now here's how it's done, Ronnie," Jenny said. "You stand up on a chair like this, dip the sponge in the bucket, then start on the win- dow."
As an apparent example, she strategically leaned forward and made some squishing swipes across the glass with the soapy sponge. But, as she'd planned, that wasn't where her nephew was looking. The view up her short skirt to her bare ass was much more interesting.
"Are you watching closely?" Jenny asked, barely holding in her knowing laughter.
"S-sure," Ronnie stuttered. "I can see, uh, everything."
"Think you can, uh, handle it?"
"I-I'll do my best."
"Then here ..."
Still flashing her goodies, Jenny playfully tossed the sopping sponge at her staring nephew. It hit Ronnie in the stomach, then left a foamy trail down his adorably bulging fly before splattering to the floor between his fidgeting sneakers.
"Hmmmm," Jenny teased, making eye-contact, "something tells me that this window isn't all you can see through, young man."
"D-dunno what you mean," Ronnie gulped, guilt written all over his boyish face.
"Oh, really?" Jenny drawled. "And I was so sure you'd gotten the message, loud and clear. Let me put it this way. I know how to wash windows well enough so I don't have to hire anybody to do it for me. So if I stand up on a chair like this so a young man can look up my skirt, I must want something else. Got any ideas what that might be?"
"Th-think," Ronnie choked, "I'd better leave."
At times like this, Jenny delighted in throwing a nervous boy a sharply breaking curve ball. "Are you gay?"
Ronnie blushed a hot shade of red.
Jenny hopped off the chair, her eyes fastening on her nephew's swollen crotch. "No, on second thought, I don't think either of us need to worry about you being gay."
Ronnie flinched, but he didn't budge otherwise when Jenny now rubbed the throbbing lump between his legs.
"I'm as interested in what's inside the right young man's jeans as he is in what's up my skirt."
Ronnie was speechless. The only sound in the room was the metallic whine of his fly being unzipped by his aunt. Then Jenny reached into her stunned nephew's open jeans.
"Mmmmrn, hope it's as big as it feels."
Having gotten past Ronnie's jockey shorts, Jenny took his cockmeat in her grasp. But she didn't bring it out in the open until she asked her nephew a question that was certain to reduce him to putty in her hands.
"How big? And don't try to play dumb. I know how you boys love to measure yourselves so you can brag to each other about who has the most."
"Y-you'd think I was lying," Ronnie stammered.
"Not if I check for myself to make sure you're telling the truth," Jenny smokily replied. "So you might as well just let me know, since I'm gonna find out anyway."
Ronnie took a deep breath.
"Well?" she coaxed.
Like he was almost ashamed of it, Ronnie stuttered, "T-ten inches. Ten inches h-hard."
"Then I ought to be able to see every blessed one of 'em," Jenny chuckled. "You're sure enough hard for me now."
She pulled all that rigid, young meat out into the open, her hand flying away so she could view Ronnie's jutting cock in all its glory. If anything she excitedly thought, he was hung just as much as his brother Mickey-maybe even more. But, unlike Mickey, he was soooo nice.
"Ooooh, you'd have to tell some kinda whopper to lie about the size of this hunk!" Jenny cooed. "Mmmm, normal boys just aren't hung like this."
"I-I know," Ronnie self-consciously mumbled. "Always been afraid I was too big."
"Believe me, there's no such thing," Jenny assured him. "At least not for a horny bitch like yours truly."
"Then, are . . . are you gonna do something more than just look at my c-cock?"
Jenny tested him. "Any suggestions?"
"C-couldyou . . . Aw, I can't even say what I'm thinking."
"Well, actions always speak louder than words, anyway," Jenny soothed, taking him by the hand. "We'll just get comfortable with each other and then do what comes naturally, huh?"
She led him to her bedroom. Ronnie jumped when he saw his image several times over. There were mirrors everywhere. His own jutting prick seemed to be surrounding him.
"You'll get used to it," Jenny predicted. "Now let's try the bed. You'll love the mirror on the ceiling. You can see everything. Here, I'll show you."
Jenny drifted over to the bed, pulling back the covers and stretching herself out on satin sheets. Instead of looking directly at her, her nephew watched the overhead mirror where her vibrant reflection seemed bigger than life as she began to strip.
Not wearing that many clothes to take off, Jenny started with her sweater. It was so tight that when she pulled it over her head, it caught her tits and made them bobble when they were abruptly exposed.
"Bigger than you're used to?" Jenny asked, holding a firm tit in each hand.
"I-I guess so," Ronnie stammered. "Fact is, no girl's ever taken enough off to show me this much before."
Oh, Jenny excitedly thought, it was all too perfect! Except for the way he was hung, Ronnie was as different from his brother Mickey as he could be. Talk about virgin territory ...
"See, Aunt Jenny, it's not just that I'm still cherry," Ronnie admitted. "I-Pve never even got as far as only feeling a girl up."
"Mmmmm-hmmmmm."
"Sorry I'm such a dud. You want me to go now?"
"I'll leave that up to you once you see the rest of me," Jenny coyly answered. "Then, if you want to stay a virgin, it'll be your decision."
She unzipped and peeled away her skirt. With no panties underneath, it was the last thing she had on. And now, stark naked, Jenny raised her knees and spread her thighs so the mirror on the ceiling showcased the reflection of her wide-open pussy, with golden hair at the edges and hot, glistening pink at the juicy center.
"So, still think you ought to leave?" she teased her awestruck nephew.
"Then, you really want me to ... to go ahead and ..."
"Sure looks that way, doen't it?" Jenny sighed, tracing a fingertip along the moist groove of her pussy from her clit to her asshole.
"F-fuck you?"
"Hard as you can, stud!"
"But you could have any guy you wanted. Why me?"
"Why not?"
"Like I told you-I'm cherry."
"Then you'll always remember who gave you your first piece of ass, now won't you?"
Ronnie nodded;
"So that makes it a very special honor for the woman who's lucky enough to take your cherry, now doesn't it?" Jenny crooned with seductive logic. "And, sonny boy, your aunt Jenny has a habit of making her own luck. In other words, I'm not asking you, I'm telling you to fuck me. Fuck me right now, Ronnie, that's an order!"
"Yeah!" Ronnie gasped, past the point of no return as his very cock seemed to pull the rest of his body toward the bed.
And next he was there, his jeans sagging around his haunches as he knelt before the shrine of his aunt's golden cunt. He aimed his prick and brought the head to the target, making tickling contact along the groove Jenny's fingertip had previously traveled, from her clit down her pussy to her asshole.
"Mmmmm, I'm almost coming already," Jenny moaned with pleasure."Stick it and I will come for sure."
Ronnie closed his eyes, held his breath, and shoved. Then, as his plunging cock was swallowed by the damp warmth of the first cunt he'd ever fucked, he blinked and looked up at the mirror. There he focused on the incredible sight of his balls clustered just outside of his aunt's blonde cunt because he'd hilted her to the root.
"Easy, huh?" Jenny lilted. Then she added, "Now to keep my promise about what I'd do to celebrate your big cock being in my tight pussy."
She climaxed on the spot, which made the walls of her orgasmic cunt ripple around the length of her nephew's buried cock. Ronnie's hips and crotch bucked in reply, then quickly settled into a rhythmic rolling motion.
"H-how'm I doing so far?" he anxiously asked, listening to his aunt's wet pussy squish every time he thrust his hard cock in.
"Just perfect, lover," Jenny-groaned. "Now let's make it even better, 'cause once a boy starts me coming I don't like to stop."
She pulled her nephew's head down to her big tits. Without having to be told, Ronnie automatically knew what was expected of him. Popping a plump nipple into his mouth, he began sucking tit at the same time he fucked pussy.
"Mmmm, you suck titty just like a hungry little baby," Jenny swooned. "Goes absolute- ly super with the way you fuck my cunt like a big, strong stud. Best of both possible, ahhhh, worlds."
Jenny continued to" come, a fresh climax always there to replace the last one, her orgasmic pattern when she was getting sucked and fucked by a boy. But also, as usual, she eventually wanted even more.
"Give me your hand," she soon called to Ronnie. "That's it, darling. Now feel this, down here, and I'll bet you know what to do without me having to tell you, just like when you started on my titties""
She guided her nephew's hand just below his balls and wedged it between her asscheeks. When she let go of his wrist, Ronnie predictably started feeling around on his own. Then his middle finger briefly explored the puckered dent a notch below Jenny's fucked cunt.
"That's my boy," Jenny murmured. "Go for it!"
Now, Ronnie probed some more and much deeper. Jenny came harder than she had before. When she breathlessly spoke again it was not to give her nephew instructions, but to voice her appreciation for what he'd figured out to do to her on his own.
"Yes, like that, honey," she panted, "finger-fuck my ass. Finger-fuck it so good that you can feel your cock next door in my pussy, like you're jacking off at the same time you're fucking me. And keep it up on my titties just the way you are. Suck, fuck and finger me all at once so I come so hard I can't stand it."
Ronnie poured it on, glancing up toward the mirror on the ceiling every few seconds to see how he was going. Even with his total lack of previous experience, he knew he was doing great. He'd never watched one of those dirty movies they showed downtown, but, damn, if he didn't feel like he was starring in the dirtiest one ever made.
Then, having made the comparison, he wondered how long the guys in those flicks could go on sucking and fucking a chick until they had to quit. Did they put something on their cocks to keep them from shooting too soon? Well, if they did, that's where the comparison ended because Ronnie was starting to feel a rising tide that only meant one thing.
"Gonna come!" he announced. "Sorry if it's too soon for you, Aunt Jenny, but I'm too far gone to hold back."
"Hold it back?" Jenny scoffed. "I'd never forgive you if you did such a thing. I can't wait for a pussyful of your hot, young jizz."
"Then here goes!" Ronnie puffed, driving his cock as deep as it would surge into his aunt's cunt.
Jenny responded by wrapping her legs around him and squeezing her thighs around his waist as tightly as she squeezed the muscles of her pussy around his hilted prick. The result was two-fold. As the air whooshed from Ronnie's lungs, the dam between his legs broke.
"Oh, God . . . oh, shit ... oh, Jesus, never felt anything soooo fuckin' good as this!" the creaming boy declared, his gushing prick now pouring its liquid fire into his aunt's welcoming cunt.
"Not like only jacking off, is it?" Jenny teased.
"Gonna be hard to ever settle for a hand-job again," Ronnie sighed, his cock now beginning to slow to a dribble in his aunt's swamped pussy after the violent rush of his jism had drained his balls.
"What makes you think you have to settle for any more hand-jobs?" Jenny asked him.
"Girls I know aren't anything like you, Aunt Jenny," Ronnie sighed. "I'll never hook up with anybody like you again."
"Probably not," Jenny boasted, cuddling her nephew so his cock remained in her sticky cunt. "But what makes you think I won't be around when you need me?"
"Aw, you're just saying that. A guy like me can't expect to make a steady thing of fucking a dynamite piece of ass like you," Ronnie maintained.
What a sweetheart he was, Jenny thought. She got off on his modesty almost as much as she did on his fantastic, young prick. He was everything his brother Mickey both was and wasn't in the ways which mattered the most. No way she'd let a boy like Ronnie walk out her door without having convinced him he could come back anytime.
"How steady can you stand it?" she now chuckled from below.
"Wh-what do you mean?"
"This."
Jenny tightened her cunt around Ronnie's cock and began to wriggle her ass. Whatever edge his hard-on had lost immediately returned. Then, once more she was rocking him in the cradle of her thighs, forcing his hips to roll in reply. Just like that, her nephew was fucking her all over again.
"Get the message?" Jenny asked. "With the right boy I want it as steady as he can deliver. All the time, if he's got the balls for the job. Think you can handle it?"
"Whatever you want, as much as you want!" Ronnie declared, his self-confidence surging the same way his cock surged anew in his aunt's -supremely fuckable cunt.
"Then, sonny boy, you're hired!" Jenny cried, and climaxed as she began a new round of repeated coming.
Chapter Four
The next week was heaven for Jenny. Every day after school she found a different job which supposedly needed to be done around the house-floors to be waxed, hedges to be trimmed, and so on. And each afternoon, Ronnie appeared for his latest assignment. Except, as the floors and hedges remained un-waxed and untrimmed, the task was always the same.
" Tuck me!" Jenny greeted Ronnie daily when she answered the door. , And then he'd start stripping her, always doing it above the waist first so he was sucking her tits by the time he got the bottom half of her clothing off. Then she'd unzip his fly, pull his throbbing cock out of his jeans and caress the cock head with her pussy's golden hair and meaty lips.
Sometimes they fucked the first time still standing. Or a couple of time, at Jenny's urging, her nephew had picked her up and carried her to the mirrored bedroom like she was his bride and they fucked surrounded by their reflected passion.
One fuck was, of course, never enough. And soon, neither was just getting her nephew's hard, young cock crammed up her cunt sufficient for Jenny. She taught Ronnie about an even tighter place than her pussy, so by the end of the week he was expertly fucking her ass.
But now, so to speak, the honeymoon was over. It was the weekend and Ronnie had a church outing to go to that he couldn't get out of. So Jenny was facing two days without any hard, young cock and by Saturday night it had her climbing the walls.
"I feel like a damned junkie who needs a fix," she moaned of her horny frustration.
In the old days, she simply would have lured some convenient boy into her house to act out her lust. But Ronnie was something special. How could she expect him not to try out his newly found fucking skills on some little teen-aged cutie from his church if Jenny wasn't faithful to him in return?
But it wasn't easy. And surely, Jenny even- tually figured, it wouldn't really be cheating on Ronnie if she went ahead and put herself out of her misery by her own hand.
So she spread herself out in the nude on her bed's satin sheets, flanked by mirrors so she could watch her every move. She started with her tits, which were so large her mouth easily made contact with a raised nipple.
"Ahhhh, that's better," she slurped. "Whatever I do to either of my titties goes right down to my cunt."
Then Jenny put her free hand between her legs and started rubbing her already tingling pussy. Before long she was finger-fucking herself down there while continuing to suck her tit. Spit trickled between her tits and pussy juice ran into the crack of her ass.
"Gonna come," she gurgled with a mouthful of nipple, simultaneously adding extra fingers up her cunt.
Gome Jenny did, with a withering shudder. And that's when the phone beside her creaking bed rang, refusing to quit until she picked up the receiver with a sticky hand.
"I'm on my way over. Be ready!" he snarled overthe line without saying anything else, then hung up.
"Mickey," choked Jenny, as she listened to the dial tone.
Since Ronnie had entered her sex life, she'd almost forgotten about her other nephew. But, Jenny guessed, in the back of her mind she'd known all along that Mickey would be back like a bad dream.
What should she do? Get out of the house and into the car, then just drive to put as much distance between Mickey and herself as possible? For if she stayed, the alternative was terribly obvious ...
"No doubt about it," Jenny said aloud. "Mickey'll rape me!"
But once she heard herself, Jenny couldn't move. She was frozen there on the bed, staring at her naked reflection in the overhead mirror, every muscle in her body paralyzed-except, that is, for those in her pussy.
"My God," she finally had to admit in a whispered hush, "I must want it. I want Mickey to rape me!"
Then, to confirm her judgment, her pussy spasmed even more, slobbering with leaking honey. For Jenny had just climaxed without being touched, simply from thinking about Mickey taking her by force.
He was as bold as sin, slamming the front door as he entered the house. Then he swaggered into the bedroom, winking at himself in the mir- rors. On the bed, Jenny had remained in the same position since he'd called-legs spread, cunt wide open.
"Mickey!" she gasped.
"That all you have to say?" he drawled.
"Fuck me!" Jenny begged.
"That all you have to say?" Mickey repeated.
Jenny knew exactly what he meant, pleading even more desperately than before, "Rape me!"
"That's more like it, bitch."
Now, only when he brought it out in the open, did it register with Jenny that Mickey'd had one of his hands behind his back. Hiding something. But he wasn't hiding it anymore, as it dangled like a snake from his grasp.
"R-rope?" stammered Jenny.
"Rope for a rape," Mickey leered. "Can you think of a better combination?"
"B-but you don't have to tie me up," sputtered Jenny. "I'm here-waiting to be fucked."
"That makes it too easy for me," Mickey countered. "Correction, too easy for you. You have to pay for a session with my prick."
"You bastard!"
"Isn't that what you dig about me the most, you bitch?"
And Jenny couldn't deny the accuracy of his statement. If sucking and fucking with Ronnie was her idea of heaven on earth, getting it on with Mickey was hell but just as irresistible. So she didn't try and get away, helplessly waiting for the latest example of the worst.
"When I was a little kid," Mickey now chuckled, "I always wanted to be a cowboy. Watched all those old flicks on the tube and learned all their shit. Like this here."
His hands were suddenly working on the rope with expert speed. It didn't take him long to turn it into a lariat. And then, after twirling the loop over his head, he flicked his wrist and his aunt was lassoed-around the neck.
"You look good in blue," he sadistically laughed, when Jenny's face turned color as the cinching noose cut off her breath.
Then, hand over hand, Mickey drew himself along the taut length of rope toward his strangling aunt. When he reached her, Jenny's eyes bulged out of their sockets and her consciousness was rapidly slipping way.
"Anything," Jenny faintly whispered, "do anything to me you want, but let me breathe."
Mickey let her go, but not without making a threatening joke of it. "What the hell, I need the rope."
The noose gone from her neck, Jenny sucked air in desperate gulps, just happy to be breathing again. Whatever happened next, no matter how terrible, would at least be something she was alive to know about-and for that reason she almost welcomed it.
And what she got was an expertly executed display of ropesmanship. Mickey had watched those old westerns with a keen eye. Lashing her ankles and hands together, he bound Jenny up like a calf being prepared for a branding iron.
But Mickey's particular iron was jutting from the greasy jeans he'd just unzipped. And its mark would be left not on Jenny's hide, but between her trussed legs.
"Forget about the rest of you, baby," Mickey now said. "For the time being you're all cunt."
He angled his prick into her like a knife, stabbing with his first thrust to her pussy's depths. Then he started sawing away, in and out, back and forth.
"Oh, I hate you, hate your guts," Jenny rasped as she was brutally raped. Next, though, the other side of the truth welled up in her and was uncontrollably blurted out. "But I love the way you make my pussy feel with your big cock!"
"Gonna come, bitch?" Mickey asked.
"Already am!" Kenny helpessly swooned, shuddering from head to toe. "More, you bastard, more!" ."Try this!"
Mickey abruptly yanked his cock out of his aunt's pussy. Looking up at the mirror, Jenny saw that her nephew's ten inches glistened with pussy juice, perfectly lubed for a trip straight up she knew where.
"You dig what comes next, don't you?" Mickey leered.
"Just go ahead and hurry and do it, damn you!" Jenny shrieked.
"You wanna just get it over with or are you begging for it?"
"Just do whatever you want."
"I asked you a question. Answer me right now!"
"Wh-what?"
"Like, uh, either you beg me for it or you're not getting any damned more of my cock."
It was time for Jenny to put up or shut up. And with her nephew's huge cock ready to plunge or be taken away, she was too lusty a woman to have any other choice than the one she now selected.
"Fuck me, fuck me! "she pleaded. "Please, fuck me in the ass!"
"Good girl," Mickey snickered. "But no motter how much you beg for it, it's still what I came here to do. And that's rape, baby, rape."
Then his prick barged into Jenny's asshole with macho brutality. Pins and needles of exquisite agony invaded her bowels as her nephew rammed into her to his balls. And then her bowels ruptured from the hilting cock-thrust and her senses unhinged. Helplessly butt-fucked, Jenny simultaneously shit and came.
"Have an accident?" Mickey laughed in response to her messy discharge.
"Was no accident," Jenny breathlessly replied. "When you fuck me I feel so damned dirty I just have to show it."
"Well, baby, lemme show you something," Mickey chuckled, obviously on the verge of some new kinky gesture.
He yanked his cock out of his aunt's nasty ass and put it on display. Of course, it was filthy.
"Maybe I don't dig having some spaced-out chick shitting all over my cock," Mickey said. "Maybe I ought to make her clean up my ten inches . . . like this!"
And his butt-stained cock plunged back into the juicy channel of his aunt's cunt where it would surely be scrubbed to a glistening sheen by the rippling friction of Jenny's moist pussy walls.
Jenny was not in the least turned off. Indeed, her arousal mounted even more. For when she'd said that Mickey ade her yearn to feel as dirty as possible, she'd never spoken a greater truth. And to have her cunt full of a cock that had just screwed her slimy asshole thrilled her to her twisted soul.
"I'm coming again!" she cried. "If that doens't wash your cock off, nothing will."
"But," Mickey taunted, "you never know when I might get my cock dirty all over again, now that I know you're always ready to clean me off."
He promptly withdrew his prick from his aunt's oozing pussy. It sparkled with her female cum. But not for long. Since, next, Mickey drove every inch back to the raunchy depths of Jenny's asshole and started butt-fucking her once more.
"Is your cock getting bigger? Damn, it feels bigger!"
"Don't know about that," Mickey answered. "But it's sure as fuck getting dirty as hell all over again. Looks like you're gonna have another clean-up on your hands, Aunt Jenny."
For the second time, his fudge-dipped cock left his aunt's chocolate hole. This time, though, it didn't return to Jenny's cunt.
"Oh, yes, my tits!" Jenny cried. "Fuck my titties!"
Mickey squeezed her tits around his cock meat and thrust between them. The blessed friction went straight to Jenny's pussy, another orgasm abruptly occurring.
"You always do just the right thing," she said in praise of her nephew's macho instincts.
/'Doesn't take too much guessing with a bitch like you," Mickey sneered. "You're like a whole damned whorehouse all wrapped up in one chick. Only difference is that instead of charg- ing for it, you'd probably pay me if I wanted the bread."
"My purse is over there on the dresser," Jenny promptly answered. "Plenty of money in it. Help yourself on the way out-after you've fucked me every way you can."
"You've got yourself a deal, baby."
"Then keep up your end of the bargain."
Then Mickey snatched his cock from between his aunt's tits. From there, he guided it back down to her ass. Banged it back into down there, adding shitting to her coming again.
"Leave it in there a little while longer this time, stud," Jenny breathlessly requested. "Let me really get your cock extra-dirty."
Mickey didn't like surrendering control, but Jenny left him no choice on this occasion. It was amazing how powerfully she could clamp down on his cock with the muscles of her ass when she was of a mind to, even given that it was already her tightest hole to begin with.
"You're going too far now, bitch," Mickey warned, wincing from the pinching pain.
"Is that anything like too much?" Jenny teased, dominating her nephew with her ass at this point in spite^of the fact that she remained tied up.
"What's the difference?" Mickey panted, his cock refusing to budge an inch. "Too far, too much, same thing. Enough's enough, bitch."
"But that's just it," Jenny bubbled. "Too much? Enough? When it comes to sex, I don't know what either of those mean. Only thing I understand is more, more, more!"
"Wrong time to get cute with me, damn it!" hissed Mickey, "Prove it!" challenged Jenny.
He lashed out and slapped her across the face, asking her how she liked that. But he should have known better for her answer was maddeningly predictable.
"More!" Jenny cried. "More, more, always more!"
Mickey slapped her with his other hand, raising a welt on her left cheekbone to match the one already puffing on the right side.
"Is that all the harder you can hit?" Jenny mocked him.
Mickey boiled with frustration, a dangerous condition for a woman, especially when she was tied up and helpless to escape his macho fury. But, then again, Jenny wasn't just an ordinary woman.
"I'll show you who's boss!" Mickey vowed, cocking his hand to strike again.
"Yes, beat me, beat me!" Jenny begged.
His bluff called, Mickey had no choice but to respond as brutally as he could. He rained blows on bis aunt, battering not only her face but her tits as well.
Jenny responded with writhing and squeals. But not because she suffered under the onslaught. Instead, because the welcome beating had her coming more than ever.
And as her body orgasmically reacted, her jerking ass tugged and hauled her nephew's captive prick. It soon became apparent who'd win the power struggle, as Mickey began to pant as if every breath might be his last one. By now his blows were more like flabby pushes. Then, finally, they ended altogether, with Mickey's leaden arms dangling by his side.
"Oh, shit, I've had it," he admitted. "Can't do nothin' more but go ahead and come. So here, baby, get what's yours. You earned it."
That said, he leaned all his weight against his aunt, waiting for her fucked ass to milk his balls. But Jenny still wasn't through putting, him through his paces.
"No, not up my butt," she urgently told Mickey. "Hurry, pull out before you come so I can tell you where to shoot it."
"Pull out?" Mickey rasped with disbelief. "Christ, your ass has a fuckin' lock on my damned prick!"
"Not anymore," Jenny called back, instantly turning the muscles of. her ass from steel to mush. "Hurry, Mickey, hurry!"
Mickey didn't pull out as much as he toppled backward from the surprise of the sudden release of pressure. Then he and his aunt both fixed their eyes on his withdrawn cock. The last butt-fuck had left it at least twice as filthy as before. The only question now was which part of her body would Jenny direct it to next.
"In my mouth! Fuck me last in my mouth, Mickey! Come in my mouth!" she cried.
Mickey was too far gone to argue. With his aunt's oral target open wide, he sank his prick down her deep throat to his aching balls and, as she sucked, he waited for the inevitable to happen.
"Ahhhh!" Mickey groaned, as though all his personal demons were leaving him in liquid form through the spurting hose of his mouth-fucked prick.
Jenny swallowed even faster than he came, always seeming to be waiting a split-second ahead of his cock's next creamy spurt. Then, when his climax had slowed to an oozing trickle, she let go all of his prick except the dribbling head and sucked on it the way a hungry baby would go down on a milky tit.
"Shit . . . fuck . . . damn it to hell ... I ain't never gonna be the same after this," Micky wearily confessed. "Been fucked every which way but loose."
And, after slurping down the last trace of jizz, Jenny couldn't resist rubbing it in. "Funny thing for you to say, kiddo, when you were the one who was supposed to be raping me."
"Okay, okay," Mickey sighed, "so I finally learned my lesson, Aunt Jenny. I can tie you up, slap you around, talk as tough as I want, but in the end you'll get whatever you want from me. From now on, whenever I fuck you I'll just go ahead and do it your way from the start. From now on, I'm just like the rest of them that you fuck."
"Not quite," Jenny chuckled. "I'm gonna make you do things to me that I'd never think of letting them do. Like, for instance, leaving me tied up while you fuck me again."
Mickey sounded like he was the one who'd been brutalized. "Aw, have a heart, can't you see the shape I'm in? ... "
And from the force of her hypnotic gaze, Mickey's cock began the climb back up. But then, when it had almost reached its jutting peak, it collapsed like a house of cards. What's more, Jenny had nothing to do with it, as she too turned to jelly ...
For the front door had just opened and closed. And now the intruder's voice carried with shocking familiarity into the bedroom.
"Aunt Jenny," he called, "you here? I just couldn't stay away. Hitch-hiked back to town with a hard-on for you the whole way!"
Chapter Five
Ronnie had always enjoyed these church outings in the past, but he just couldn't get his head into this one. For, with the distinct change that had recently occurred in his young life, being away from home for a weekend meant no pussy. Visions of his horny aunt Jenny with her legs spread haunted Ronnie.
So for the first time the wholesome fellowship of his religions couldn't hold him in check. They were out in the country, supposedly getting in touch with nature, while, nursing a constant hard-on, Ronnie lusted for the sinful pleasures of his sexy aunt's flesh. Finally, when everyone else was sleeping, he knew what he had to do. He split.
Ronnie had hitch-hiked back to town, the mental image of Jenny's blonde pussy growing stronger with every smile. After he was dropped off and had to go the last mile or so to his aunt's place on foot, he had trouble walking because of his aching hard-on.
But then he was there. Her lights were on, so he knew she must be home. Ronnie just hoped that she'd been missing his big cock as much as he'd been pining for her mouth, cunt, tits and ass. In any case, one thing which didn't occur to him was that during his short absence another boy might have taken his place between her legs.
Wanting to suprise his aunt, Ronnie slipped in through her front door without ringing the bell. And the minute he was inside he thought he could actually smell her, as though she were a bitch in heat whose enticing aroma was a standing invitation for a stud like him to fuck her.
"-Aunt Jenny," he anxiously called, "you here? I just couldn't stay away. Hitch-hiked back to town with a hard-on for you the whole way!" When he heard that voice, Mickey immediate- ly lost his boner and his cool. He knew, of course, that his aunt had a history of getting it on with a string of kids but not this one!
"R-Ronnie," Mickey choked. "Jeez, Aunt Jenny, what the hell is this?"
Logically, Jenny should have dreaded the messy situation that having her nephews confront one another over the prize of her naked body foretold. However, with Mickey's response to Ronnie's surprise presence, her fear at least temporarily gave way. She just couldn't help being tickled at Mr. Tough Guy's sudden cold feet.
"What's the matter, scared of your little brother?"
"Shut up, bitch!" Mickey hissed, trying to recapture his macho stance. "Just don't say nothin' and maybe the little asshole'll go away. Then you can start explaining what the hell this is all about!"
"And if he doen't go away, you'll have some explaining of your own to do," Jenny answered, wriggling her bound arms and legs she reminded Mickey that she was still tied up.
Mickey desperately panted, "You dug it-"
"Tell it to the judge," Jenny taunted.
And a third voice, that all-too-familiar voice, broke in from the doorway. "No, tell it to me, Mickey, you raping bastard!"
There stood Ronnie, his fists clenched and a fierce expression on his face.
Now Mickey was the boyish one, like a little kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar. "I-I'm telling you, Ronnie r . . I-I can explain everything."
"Maybe I'll listen. That is, if you can still talk after I get through beating the shit out of you!"
Ronnie charged his brother, overwhelming him. Mickey was soon a helpless punching bag, like most bullies caving in when somebody stood up to him.
Then, with Mickey defenseless, Jenny realized she had to act. But the fact was, she didn't know what she'd say or do until she heard the sound of her own voice.
"Boys, boys, you don't have to fight over me!" she blurted out. "There's enough of me to go around!"
That stopped Mickey and Ronnie cold. It had a pretty chilling effect on Jenny, too, as she reacted to what she'd just recklessly suggested.
With both boys staring at her now, Jenny knew she had to put up or shut up. She still had an opportunity to pretend her nephews had misunderstood her, or push it even farther as there could be no doubt what she'd meant.
There was a long, tense silence, during which Jenny looked at the two boys who'd both fucked her with their big, young cocks, while Mickey and Ronnie stared back at her. She recognized that if she cried rape the turmoil that followed might result in her losing both of them. On the other hand, if she trusted her instincts, the promise of doubling her pleasure awaited.
Jenny simply could not resist the second alternative. "Ronnie, Mickey's telling the truth. I'm tied up because I wanted to be. When he fucks me, I like it rough as he can give it to me."
"Then he-he's been . . . all the time ... before me? Ronnie gulped.
"You heard the lady, kid," Mickey crowed. "So why don't you just get lost? She digs it my way."
"I-I get the message," Ronnie mumbled, moving to leave.
"But I like it your way, too, Ronnie, just as much."
Ronnie stopped in his tracks.
"Now, boys, what would you do if you were me?" Jenny said to both of her nephews. "I've got two cocks and I can't choose between them. Or let me turn it around. What would I do if I were you two with a horny aunt who wants all the sucking and fucking she can get from her very favorite young studs?"
"Y-you saying what I think you are, Aunt Jenny?" Ronnie stammered.
"Untie me and find out."
Ronnie looked toward his older brother, forgetting about their rivalry. "The bitch is just crazy enough to mean it. C'mon, let's put her to the test."
"Me and you?" Ronnie muttered.
"Blows my mind almost as much as it does yours, kid," Mickey admitted. "But if the bitch wants double-duty, who're we to argue? Go ahead, untied her and let's find out if she's bluffing."
Ronnie warily edged toward Jenny. Then his trembling hands were on the knots which bound her, clumsily unraveling the rope.
"Mmmmm, feels so good to be free," Jenny sighed. "Free to do anything I please."
Then she bobbed up on her knees, grabbing Ronnie's jeans at the waist as he stood in a semi-trance at the edge of the bed. And with a jerk she ripped open his bulging crotch, pulling down his jockey shorts with the same motion.
Nothing holding it back, Ronnie's huge prick sprang out at a jutting angle from his stripped loins. There was his aunt's mouth to greet it and Jenny started sucking.
"Whew, watch it, kid," Mickey teased his younger brother. "Bitch is even hungrier than I thought. Better flat-out fuck her in the mouth or she might just chew your cock right off at the balls."
"Yeah," Ronnie panted. "Fuck her cunt of a mouth!" He took Jenny's head in his hands and started guiding her suction at the same time his prick began rhythmically surging down her deep throat.
"Couldn't do it better myself, kid," Mickey praised Ronnie's performance so far.
"Wh-what're you gonna do, though?" Ronnie nervously asked, obviously still not quite used to the reality of a threesome.
"Just slip into something nice 'n' comfortable," Mickey laughed. "After all, our old auntie's got a lot more than just a mouth to fuck."
Then Mickey was back on the bed. Jenny greeted him by rising up on all fours like a bitch in heat, her rear-spread cunt begging to be dog-fucked.
"Mmmm-hmmm," Mickey sighed, taking advantage of the juicy target with which he was presented.
His huge prick knifing into Jenny's cunt, he grabbed her ass cheeks and made them roll. She shuddered in reaction, clearly climaxing on the spot.
"Now, I'll tell yon what," Mickey called across their aunt's naked body to his brother. "Let's see which one of us can come first-my cock fucking her cunt or your prick fucking her mouth."
"What's that prove?"
"That the winner gets first shot at fucking the bitch up her ass when we're through with this," Mickey said. "That's where she likes it best, you know."
"Yeah, I know all right," Ronnie shot back. "Then you must wanna ass-fuck her as much as I do."
"Yeah, guess I do."
"So, c'mon, try and beat me to it by seeing if you can come in her mouth before I shoot my wad in her cunt." "Well ..."
"I'm already getting there," Mickey taunted, bucking his crotch with a cock-thrust that made Jenny's wet pussy squish.
"Okay, you're on!" Ronnie finally agreed. And from that point, Jenny was caught between a pair of surging hard-ons up her cunt and down her throat that filled her up so much they practically seemed to bump cock heads at the core of her being. What's more, she didn't only come from the prick dog-fucking her, as in'addition to 'her real clit she seemed to have temporarily grown a phantom oral version of the same.
As to which of her two nephews unloaded his-jizz first, Jenny had no preference. Indeed, she hoped that ideally both cocks would start spurting at exactly the same time. She'd never taken more than one prick at once before and to have them both cream together would double the sen- sation of being double-fucked for the first time.
Then, his cock hiking her cunt, Mickey groaned with release, "Ahhh, I'm there!"
But at the same instant, the mouth-fucking Ronnie rasped, "Oooooh, God, am I shooting it!"
With the climaxing boys battling to a draw in their coming contest, the real winner was Jenny. At the cunt-end of the action she felt Mickey's liquid fire gushing all the way into her spasming pussy. At the other end she swallowed as fast as Ronnie's cock erupted, treating herself to a scalding bellyful of teenaged jizz.
"Damn," Mickey puffed to his brother when his balls were drained, "looks like we blasted the horny bitch at the same, exact fuckin' time. Whatta you wanna bet that's how she wanted it all the time?"
"With aunt Jenny," an equally drained Ronnie answered, "if it happened, then you know that's exactly how she had it planned. Only problem is, now which one of us fucks her in the ass?"
"You think she doesn't have that all figured out in advance?" Mickey laughed. "This bitch is a step ahead of any ten guys, let alone just two of us. Take your cock out of her mouth and she'll tell us."
So Ronnie withdew. And with a sticky grin, a teasing Jenny gurgled, "So my ass is the prize, huh?"
"And up the butt's one place even you can't take a couple of cocks at the same time. So what's it gonna be?" Mickey asked.
"That maybe if I can't have both, I don't want either. Could be I don't need you boys to fuck my ass."
"Sure," Mickey scoffed, "and tomorrow you're gonna become a nun."
"Wise guy," Jenny scoffed back. "Ronnie, dear, go over to my dresser. Top drawer. Under my panties. Bring me back what you find there."
Ronnie did as he was told, returning with an unassuming appearing cardboard box. But after he handed it to Jenny and she took off the lid, both boys had to remind themselves to never underestimate their aunt.
Inside the box was a battery operated replica of a cock, every bit as big as Mickey's or Ronnie's flesh-and-blood prick. And, taking it out, Jenny promptly deep-throated it. When it was back out in the open, it glistened with her spit from the bunt knob to its base.
"Mmmmm, nice 'n' slippery," Jenny lilted. "But. I can do even better."
Then she reached behind with the dildo and crammed it inside her freshly fucked cunt, tubing it with Mickey's leftover jizz. When it reappeared, the artificial cock dripped like it had been stirring a pot of honey.
"Getting the idea, boys?"
Then Jenny shifted the lubricated dildo from her cunt to a notch away and shoved, gasping with a squeal of pleasure. All at once she was fucking herself in the ass. And when she flicked the switch so the batteries made the hilted ten inches vibrate, she climaxed on the spot.
"Can you believe it?" she moaned to the awed boys. "I've never done it to myself up the butt with this monster before. But, mmmm, it works just dandy."
"So, uh, where does that leave me and Ronnie?" Mickey managed to ask.
"Fucking my own ass isn't the only thing I've never tried," Jenny giggled after her climax had run it course. "And you know what? My cunt's getting pretty damned jealous."
Mickey scoffed."No way you could fuck that pussy a new way."
"Not unless, of course," Jenny slyly answered, "my pussy happened to be greedy for twice as much as it's used to."
Ronnie caught on. "She wants both our cocks fucking her pussy at the same time!"
"Your little brother's not as dumb as you look," Jenny told Mickey. "Let's get started, huh, Ronnie? My pussy's aching for at last one big cock to go along with the one up my butt."
"You got it, Aunt Jenny!" Ronnie readily agreed, stroking his throbbing tool.
"Then crawl underneath me and I'll do the rest."
Flopping onto his back, Ronnie wriggled between his aunt's arms and legs until his cock was directly below her blonde pussy.
"Straight up," Jenny instructed him.
Ronnie flexed his crotch, raising his prick at a right angle. The leeway was only a matter of seconds before it would fall under its own swollen weight, but that was all the time Jenny needed. She snagged his cock head with her pussy lips, then slid her cunt down the long, thick shaft to her young nephew's fat balls.
"Mmmmmmm, fantastic!" Jenny swooned, promptly coming. "If it feels so good this way, maybe I don't need another cock in my cunt after all."
Then she began to rise and fall on Ronnie's cock while continuing to vibrate the dildo deep in her ass. Mickey was left on the sidelines as a mere spectator. And not only was he confronted directly by the action that didn't include him, he was also surrounded by the reflections from very angle in the mirrors which were all over-his aunt's bedroom.
"Jesus, look at the bitch get fucked," he sighed. "Still don't believe she can take any more cock between her legs, but damned if I'm gonna be the one who just gets to watch."
So Mickey moved in to claim his share, planning to force his brother's cock out of then-aunt's pussy with his own prick if that's what it came down to. He'd just put it in there and let whatever happened happen.
There was a slight space in Jenny's cunt between where she fucked her ass with the dildo and Ronnie balled her from below. Mickey nudged his cockhead into it. The space expanded so he got in even farther, making the dildo give ground in her asshole and his kid brother's cock partially withdraw from her cunt.
"Going for it now!" he vowed under his ragged breath, leaning in with all the power in his loins.
Mickey's cock got about halfway into Jenny's cunt before the dildo and Ronnie's hard-on stopped retreating and surged again. His prick meat caught in their pinching vise, Mickey winced with pain. But he was too stubborn to back off, still pushing. Ronnie, though, was just as stubborn.
So, in their aunt's jam-packed cunt, the hung brothers' big pricks battled for position. However, they were just two-thirds of the story. For bulging through the thin wall between ass and pussy, the butt-fucking dildo personally operated by Jenny also refused to yield an inch.
How could Jenny stand it? Probably she wouldn't be able to explain it to herself later on, but now, while it was actually happening to her, there was no thought in her mind about taking anything less than all the cock she could get in her ass and pussy.
"No woman has ever been fucked more than this," she breathlessly told herself. "I want it ... I need it!"
And then, when the ripping pain had become so intense that Jenny was on the verge of blacking out, unbearable agony was transformed into total ecstasy. It wasn't just an orgasm. It was the opening to the door of heaven on earth. Jenny couldn't control her joy for this was more than merely an explosion of the senses.
In addition to coming, she shit all over the dildo. And pissed, drenching her nephew's pussy-fucking dicks so the golden flow spilled from her cunt, down their shafts, dripping from their balls.
"I'm soooo wet!" Jenny cried. And wet meant slippery. And slippery meant whoever was fucking her could stick it in farther, regardless of how tight the fit had been. And that meant the cocks of Mickey and Ronnie in her piss-slicked twat, plus, equally, the dildo in her shitty ass which Jenny herself controlled. Three grunts of surging effort filled the room, one part female, two parts male. But the following scream of insane pleasure was strictly Jenny's.
It had been too excruciatingly for Jenny to stand. And as she collapsed like a dead-weight, her nephews' cocks abruptly twanged out of her cunt at the same time the dildo whooshed from her ass. All at once she was unfucked, but Mickey and Ronnie had too much respect for her to leave her just lying there.
Looking at one another, the brothers each clasped his prick in his hand and started stroking. They jacked off the rest of the way and it didn't take long before they fired their twin jets of jizz all over their aunt's naked body. Jenny was bathed from head to toe with their teenaged cream.
She, of course, had no way of knowing how it had all ended. Or did she? For, if that wasn't a smile creeping across her face, nobody'd fucked anybody in this room tonight.
Chapter Six
Jenny was sitting pretty. Mickey and Ronnie were consistently available to fuck her, sometimes individually, sometimes together. And to keep them regularly dropping by, Jenny made sure her refrigerator was always well stocked with the boys' favorite snacks.
In fact, Jenny was shopping for them today, strolling through the aisles of the local supermarket looking for goodies which would please her nephews. That's when, out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Alicia, her niece and the boys' sister.
Alicia was tall and slender, with the face and body of a high-fashion model. But she insisted on dressing like a tomboy, always wearing jeans, flannel shirts and dirty sneakers. She kept her blonde hair cropped as short as a girl could get away with and she wore owlish, horn-rimmed glasses. "Alicia!" "Aunt Jenny!"
And next they just stood there, their eyes locked. Then another shopper bumped into Jenny, breaking up the almost hypnotic confrontation.
"Well, it's, uh, nice to see you dear," Jenny muttered. "Sure," Alicia mumbled. From there they went their separate ways, but Jenny found herself unable to get her niece off her mind. The girl had definitely seemed to want to say something other than just hello. Was it possible, Jenny wondered, that Alicia had some suspicions about what was going on with her brothers?
"No, I'm just imagining things," Jenny told herself. "Alicia has just always been self-conscious, that's all. Someone really ought to take her under their wing and build up her confidence. She could be such a beautiful girl with the proper guidance."
Jenny continued her shopping and then, having gone through the checkout lane, Jenny was accompanied by a bag boy who carted her groceries. He was a cute one, too. In the old days this just might have been his lucky day, but Jenny had sworn off random seductions since Mickey and Ronnie had entered her life. "Here, this is for you," she said, handing the bag boy a dollar when he'd loaded the back of her station wagon.
She sighed as he walked away, watching the way his ass rolled in his jeans. Old habits died hard, she guessed, her pussy uncontrollably moistening her panties.
Then she walked around the car to the driver's side, listening to the faint squishing of her cunt. Good thing she had Mickey and Ronnie to look forward to, she wistfully thought, or she just might have given into temptation with that cute bag boy.
Now Jenny opened and closed the door, slipping behind the steering wheel. The static electricity from the upholstery made her loins tingle so much through her skirt that she pressed her thighs-together and treated herself to a mini-orgasm. "Mmmm," she murmured, "I need it... all the time."
"I know," came a startling, whispered reply from the back.
Rather than turning over her shoulder, Jenny looked into the rear-view mirror. A pair of blue eyes magnified to twice their normal size by the thick lenses of a pair of horn-rimmed glasses stared back at her.
"A-Alicia," Jenny stammered. "Wh-whatdo you want?"
"Shouldn't you be asking me about what I know?"
"I-I already have a pretty good idea," Jenny admitted. "I'm more interested in what you plan to do about it. Blackmail?"
"Hmmm, blackmail, that's an ugly word, Aunt Jenny. But now that you mention it, yes, something like that."
"Money?" Jenny gulped, still staring at her niece in the mirror.
Alicia shook her head.
Jenny gulped again. "Then what? Just tell me and I'll pay the price."
"I'd rather show you," Alicia said with a smirk. "I think you'll get the idea."
And then this girl, whom Jenny had always regarded as being so sexless, began unbuttoning her flannel shirt. There was no bra underneath and the young tits which appeared, though not large, were absolutely perfect. It was as if they'd been sculpted out of marble, with ripe, red, throbbing nipples plump with erection at their pouting tips.
"Y-you're gay?" Jenny panted, her breath fogging the rear-view mirror even though she was several inches away from it.
"Not gay," Alicia chuckled. "Just very, very bi." "And?"
"Do I really have to tell you?" Jenny's voice cracked and broke. "You mean you want me to . . . with you . . . the same as with ..."
Alicia nodded. "What's good enough for Mickey and Ronnie is good enough for me."
"B-but I'm not bi," Jenny protested.
"If my titties don't change your mind, the rest of me will," Alicia confidently predicted.
Then she dropped her hands to her slender waist. Her jeans popped open and she began wriggling out of them. Suddenly Jenny wasn't looking at her stripping niece in the mirror any longer, as she now turned around and stared straight back.
Alicia wasn't wearing panties and when her jeans were gone, she spread her long legs wide open. Her cunt abruptly seemed to fill up the car, the sight of it, its smell. Just barely decorated with the wispiest of soft, brown hair, its parted lips gave off a scent of natural female perfume that made Jenny giddy.
"Every woman is bi with the right girl,"
Alicia purred, teasing her clit with a dangling fingertip. "Am I the right girl for you, Aunt Jenny? The right cunt?"
Her own pussy wildly spasming, Jenny couldn't deny that her niece had her number. "Not here in the parking lot," she muttered.
"Then where?"
"There's a blanket in the back. Cover yourself up with it for God's sake, before somebody sees you."
Then Jenny forced herself to turn around and start driving. Where to, as she left the lot, she did not know. At the moment, she was so at wits end that if somebody had asked her the directions to her own house, she probably wouldn't have been able to give them.
Then, as they neared an intersection, Alicia called from the back seat, "Turn here. Right."
In a daze, Jenny automatically did as she was told. And from there her niece guided her so they reached a dead-end which was several hundred yards from any houses.
"This is where the kids at school come to make-out," Alicia lilted from the rear of the car. "People know enough not to bother you when you're parked here."
Jenny was abruptly well aware of that. For now she recognized the spot. She'd been here more than once with boys she'd picked up while she was cruising for young cock. But this time, to find herself here with young pussy, she felt like the virgin who was about to be seduced. When it came to lesbian sex, Jenny was a babe in the woods.
And then, as she braced herself for whatever occurred next, Jenny heard her niece call from the back of the station wagon, "I'm waiting." Jenny glanced into the rear-view mirror. Her niece was no longer sitting there, having crawled behind the seat. Only her feet showed, propped up on the backrest.
Temporarily closing her eyes, Jenny pictured what awaited her on the other side of that seat. Her naked niece, with those long legs stretched as far apart as they'd go. That hot, young cunt. That cunt, the thought of which, had Jenny's own pussy burning with runaway desire.
"Yes," Jenny whispered to herself, accepting fate. "It has to be."
Her immediate urge was to scramble back to where her niece awaited as quickly as possible. But then she held herself back long enough to do something first. If she was going all the way, then she'd do it in style.
So, in her last moment by herself, Jenny swiftly stripped herself as stark naked as Alicia already was. As always, getting rid of her clothes cured any lingering hangups she had.
And now she bridged the distance between her niece and herself, lifting herself over the back seat to look down into the enticing split of those sleek, young thighs at that irresistible teenaged pussy.
"Eat me, Aunt Jenny, eat my cunt!" Alicia homily beckoned.
Jenny slid like a porpoise over the last barrier toward the luscious target. The next thing she knew her face was buried between her niece's legs, her sucking mouth tasting its first pussy.
"Mmmm," Jenny gurgled, the incredibly feminine flavor making her giddy with a new kind of lust. "Can't get enough."
She shot her tongue into the depths. Alicia's pussy reacted with spasming intensity. The fit was so tight, yet so slippery. Feeling as if her tongue were an oral cock, Jenny began rhythmically fucking her niece with it.
"Ooooh, you hungry bitch," Alicia rasped, sounding like anything but the tomboy she'd always given the impression of being. "You've already got me coming!"
Alicia's Orgasmic pussy filled her aunt's mouth with cum. Jenny funneled it down her throat, hopelessly addicted by now to cunt juice^ No cock that had ever shot its wad from one of her expert blow-jobs had ever tasted any better than this beautiful, wet pussy on which she feasted. But then, just when she thought it couldn't get any better, Jenny was reminded that this was only the beginning.
"God, Aunt Jenny," Alicia called from below, "I can't wait to eat yours, too! Give it to me right now-your beautiful, blonde pussy up against my sucking mouth!"
Jenny shifted around on top of her niece's naked body. And then, her thighs straddling Alicia's head, she could feel that warm, girlish breath caressing her hovering crotch.
"Sit on my face," Alicia gusted. "Feed me that beautiful, blonde pussy!"
Jenny eased down, the lips of her pussy sealing her niece's immediately sucking mouth. The sensation was magical. Sure, Jenny had been eaten out countless times by pussy-hungry boys, but having it done by a girl was a whole new kind of trip. For, having a cunt of her own, Alicia knew all the right places to lick, nibble and tease.
"Damn, it's sooo goooooo," Jenny moaned into the juicy slice of her niece's cunt while her own orgasmic cunt foamed in Alicia's mouth. "It's like I've waited my whole life for this to happen."
"We all do," a wise Alicia answered with a facefull of her aunt's cunt and its cum. "Some of us just find out sooner than others, that's all. Welcome to the club, Aunt Jenny."
"Mmmm, am I glad to finally be a member," Jenny slurped in reply, pussy juice drooling down her chin.
Then, for the next few minutes, neither aunt nor niece said anything more while they went down on one another in tongue-fucking earnest. The station wagon swayed on its axles as they sixty-nined with orgasmic abandon, and, with the windows closed, its interior was thick was the steamy scent of raw female sex.
Finally, though, Jenny and Alicia unraveled. But both of them knew that rather than ending anything, they were setting the stage for a new phase of the action. First, however, they had some friendly sparring to do.
"Oh, let me catch my breath before we do anything more," Jenny panted.
And, no fool, Alicia promptly read Jenny's mind. "I know what you're thinking. You wanna know how and when I found out I was bi, don't you?"
Jenny sheepishly nodded.
"So," Alicia chuckled, "what if I told you it wasn't another girl who made me start thinking about pussy?"
Jenny suspected a bombshell. "Wh-what happened?"
Alicia shrugged, underplaying what she was about to say. "I was raped."
Something told Jenny it was something which had happened inside the family, "Mickey?"
Alicia laughed. "I knew you'd say that. Mickey raped you, didn't he, Aunt Jenny?"
"I gave him some help," Jenny admitted. "But I can see he plays rough."
"He's not the only one," Alicia answered, a sudden chill in her normally musical voice. "Playing rough runs in our family if you're a guy," Alicia said.
"R-Ronnie?" Jenny asked.
"That might've been nice," Alicia wistfully sighed. "A real nice way to lose my cherry. But with Ronnie it wouldn't have been rape. He's different."
"But if it wasn't Mickey and it wasn't Ronnie..." "Figure it out, Aunt Jenny."
"My God!"
"That's right, Aunt Jenny."
"T-Tom," Jenny gulped.
"Yes, daddy did it," Jenny's niece confirmed. "Daddy raped me."
"Oh, you poor baby! No wonder you've had it with men."
"Mmmm, it feels so good to be in your arms," Alicia purred. "To feel your big tits rubbing against my little titties. Makes me forget all about daddy, Aunt Jenny,"
"Yes, yes," Jenny promised. "Just tell me how."
"Fuck me," Alicia replied without hesitation, -'ruck me the way daddy or no man ever could."
"You mean?"
"Yes, Aunt Jenny, with your cunt. We don't need a cock between us to fuck, anything inside us. When our clits start rubbing together, we'll be in heaven."
"Oh, darling, I'll do my best. I want to fuck you so much."
"Then here I am, Aunt Jenny. All yours. All cunt!"
Alicia had just left Jenny's embrace, falling back on the bed of the station wagon with her knees raised. Then she separated them, her pussy lips parting between her spreading thighs. The inner pink of her pussy glistened, with the clit peeking from the fleshy folds at the summit. And, down below, an adorable rosebud of an asshole pouted.
"I shouldn't say this," Jenny gulped as her eyes feasted on her niece's succulent openings, "but I'm starting to understand maybe why your dad did what he did."
"You're the only one who matters now, Aunt Jenny," Alicia steamily answered. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck my cunt with your cunt!"
Jenny eagerly slipped her hips between her niece's thighs. Their pussies drew near-so near that the hair from each seemed to reach out for the other's bush. Then the last of the distance was closed. Alicia wrapped her long legs around Jenny's waist so the lips of their cunts seemed to melt together while their crotches began to grind.
"Oh, we're fucking, really fucking," Jenny swooned. "Never believed I could do anything hke this. But now it seems like I've been fucking pussy my whole life. Is it as good for you as it is for me, darling?"
"You're fucking me just perfect, Aunt Jenny," Alicia swooned back. "Feel our clits rubbing together?"
"God, do I!" Jenny squealed with joy.
"Then come, Aunt Jenny, come! Come at the same time I do!" "Couldn't hold it back if my life depended on it!"
"Me neither!"
And so aunt and niece climaxed at the same thrilling instant. Their orgasmic pussy juice flowed almost as freely as piss, seeping into one another's climaxing cunt.
"You're so wet, Aunt Jenny," Alicia panted. "Your pussy's as wet as a shooting cock."
"Took the words right out of my mouth about your cunt, darling," Jenny gusted back. "Your pussy juice's running down the crack of my butt, all over my asshole."
"Let me feel."
"If I can feel you down there, too."
"Never forgive you if you didn't."
Now aunt and niece reached below their fuck- ing cunts to stab middle fingers into one another's slippery shitpits. It doubled their orgasmic intensity.
"Feels too good to stand!" Jenny cried.
"Really want me to slow down?" Alicia teased.
"Are you kidding? More, more!"
And Alicia gave her aunt just that, taking a big tit in her mouth and beginning to suck the fat nipple. Then beyond just sucking, chewing.
"Oh, bite me, bite me!" Jenny squealed with approval, as she felt those strong, young teeth clamping into her tit's tender flesh. But then, abruptly, Alicia pulled her mouth from her aunt's gnawed tit.
"It's your turn to do my titties now."
Jenny looked down at the slight teenaged mounds, which were so unlike her own huge tits. They were so small and delicate in their girlish perfection. Jenny could take all of one of them in her mouth and it was almost like sucking a cock.
Suddenly he knocked on the window with his billy club. Aunt and niece looked up, startled. They saw a grizzled cop who wore a leer about as dirty as a human face can register.
"Out of the car, girls," he rumbled.
It turned out to be all very simple. He had his cock out of his fly by the time Jenny and Alicia opened the door. All they had to do to avoid a hassle was suck the son of a bitch off. Jenny volunteered for the job, but while she was routinely deep-throating him her niece started licking his hairy balls. The cop wound up coming all over both of their faces and left satisfied.
"You didn't have to do that," Jenny said when he was gone. "I could've handled it. I know how you must feel about men after what your father did to you."
"I told you I was bi, not gay," Alicia countered. "And now I'd better tell you the rest of the story . . . "
Chapter Seven
"See, after daddy fucked me, my problem was different than it is for most girls that happens to," Alicia said, reaching the conclusion of her story. "Instead of hating him for it, I was just the opposite. So horny for him that I was almost ready to rape him the next time. But I was afraid he'd go to jail if we got caught fucking."
"And?"
"What else could I do?" Alicia sighed to
Jenny. "Daddy'd permanently turned me on, but'I was afraid of fucking him anymore. I thought about fucking my brothers, but it was the same kinda risk and all the other boys were so blah. Then one day I was taking a shower in gym, looked around at all that furry pussy, and-"
"Say no more," Jenny chuckled.
"Only problem," Alicia sighed some more, "is that I'm starting to worry that if I just stick to pussy I'll turn into a total dyke, no matter how much I try and tell myself I swing both ways." "You haven't been fucked by a cock since your dad, then?" Jenny asked.
Alicia shook her head. "And he's sooo hung! You wouldn't believe how big his cock is, Aunt
Jenny!"
"Don't forget, things like that run in families," Jenny chuckled, reminding her niece about her own personal experience with Mickey and Ronnie.
"Oh, I just knew they were hung, too, just like daddy," AUcia said. "Damn, what I'd give to take on all three of them at once some time. A cock in my mouth, one fucking my cunt, and the other one straight up my cherry ass."
"How far are you willing to go to make it happen?" Jenny asked.
"Right now, I'm ready to try anything!"
Alicia declared.
"Well, maybe this is totally nuts, so be honest and tell me if I'm going toe far," Jenny said, panting in anticipation of hearing her own plan. "But ..."
As her aunt went on, Alicia offered not a word of discouragement. Yes, it was crazy- but so crazy that it made too much sense not to try!
"If it works," Alicia bubbled when Jenny had finished explaining, "it'll be like a dream come true!"
"And if it doesn't," Jenny responsibly warned, "we're dead."
"Don't think I wanna live any other way!" Alicia declared with certainty.
For all its intrigue, the plan was really quite simple. Mainly, if incest were to reign, everyone m the family had to be included. A web of total seduction had to be weaved. Jenny and Alicia would start with the easiest target first. After all, if he'd raped his own daughter, the chances were excellent that his sister ought to be able lo shoot him down with the right ammunition.
"Jenny," Tom Weaver said when he answered the door. "What brings you here, Sis?"
"Are you alone?" Jenny asked, knowing full well that he was since it had all been planned.
"Yeah. Sheila went somewhere with Mickey and Ronnie," Tom answered.
"And Alicia?" Jenny pointedly asked.
"Don't know where she is," Tom said of his daughter. "Just know she's not around. Why?"
"Alicia's who I want to talk to you about," Jenny said, entering the house, "And I don't think you'd want anybody to overhear what I have to discuss."
"Wh-what's that, Sis?"
Jenny stood up to her nervous brother and fixed him with a piercing stare. "Just couldn't keep your hands off her, could you?" she hissed.
Poor Tom. He didn't even have it in him to try and deny it. For months he'd been consumed by guilt, just waiting in dread for the truth of what he'd done to finally catch up with him.
"Yes, I did it, Sis," he confessed. "Raped my own little girl. Guess she had to tell somebody sooner or later. Just glad it was you, Sis, instead of her mother. Course, I probably don't have too much reason to expect you'll let me off much easier." , "That depends," Jenny crisply answered.
"On wh-what?"
"On whether Alicia told me the truth."
"I-I already admitted that she did," Tom painfully replied. "What else can I tell you?"
"If it's really that big?" Jenny said with a perfectly straight face.
Tom was dumbfounded.
Jenny smiled, purring. "Yes, Tommy, your cock. Alicia claims it's really something to see. And, well, since it's all in the family, I just thought I should find out for myself."
"Is this a joke?" Tom gulped.
"Not hardly," Jenny answered.
Reaching down for her .brother's fly, she abruptly unzipped his pants. Then her hand was inside Tom's pants, grabbing for his cockmeat and finding it with a squeezing grasp on his cock and balls.
"Get it hard for me, Tom," Jenny now urged in her steamiest whisper. "As hard for me as you got it for Alicia."
"I-I can't," Tom protested.
"Wanna bet?"
That said, Jenny knelt before her astonished brother, replacing her hand with her mouth on his open fly. She started sucking, drawing his prick through the flap of his boxer shorts so the fleshy head passed between her slurping lips.
"God, this isn't happening," Tom croaked.
But, of course, it was all too real. The uncontrollable rush of blood between his legs provided the stiffening proof that he was a normally aroused male and Jenny an expert cock-sucker.
"Sis, you aren't leaving me any other choice," he rasped. "If you don't stop this
His voice trailed off as Jenny sucked even harder, which in turn made his cock that much harder in her mouth. And so, accepting his bizarre fate, Tom passed the point of no return. Instinctively taking his sister's head in his hands, he began guiding her suction while his hips rolled, fucking Jenny down her deep throat with every inch at his command.
And now that he was in the groove, Tom fucked her mouth toward the only logical conclusion. Jenny helped him get there even faster with more than just her suction, pumping his balls. Then he'd reached the moment of truth.
"Coming!" he groaned. "Drink it, Sis, drink it! Drink all of my cum!"
Devouring his jizz, Jenny had to be aware that it was more of a novelty for her than just being the first time she'd tasted her own brother's delicious cream. It was also the first blow-job she'd given to anybody other than a boy in years. She felt right at home, with no doubt why.
For, in the last few weeks, there had been a definite switch in the focus of Jenny's lust. Instead of boys it was now something else which triggered her desire-family! Blowing her brother was the final test which proved she was permanently hooked on incest.
"Damn, Sis, you sure can suck a cock," Tom sighed when she'd swallowed all of his cum except for the little bit dribbling down her chin.
"That's not all I can do," gurgled Jenny, her brother's dripping cock sliding from her sticky mouth. "Know what I mean? And you don't have to rape me like you did Alicia. Fact is, I just might rape you. Or, at least, use a little female persuasion."
"F-fuck you, huh, Sis?" Tom stammered.
"I won't take no for an answer," Jenny confirmed. "Gonna give me a struggle?"
"Dunno what I'm gonna do, to tell you the truth, whether I'm coming or going," Tom admitted. "When you were sucking my cock I was sure that me and you were meant to be, even if we are brother and sister. But now that you're talking about going even farther than a blow-job, I'm as nervous as some punk kid who's about to lose his cherry."
Hearing that put a bold, confident smile on Jenny's face for seducing cherry boys had long been her absolute specialty. So if her brother felt like one, it would play right into her strength to treat him as such-with, of course, the prime attraction of incest to spur her on.
"Suppose you really were cherry again, Tom," Jenny suggested to her wary prey. "Just a kid, like you said. And I wasn't any older.
Like when we were still growing up together in the same house. Remember those days, Tommy? Did you think I was pretty, even if I was your bratty sister?"
"Pretty?" Tom sighed, coaxed into the memory of the past. "God, Sis, you were a helluva lot more than that. You were, like we used to say back then, stacked."
"Never knew you noticed," Jenny girlishly giggled.
"Damn, I noticed every chance I got," Tom revealed. "When you used to come down the hall after a shower, my door was usually half-open."
"Did you see much?"
"Not as much as I wanted to."
"Well, better late than never ..."
Standing, Jenny was slipping her tight sweater over her head. As usual, she wore no bra underneath. The big tits that had captured her brother's curiosity so long ago now appeared in the flesh, time having only improved them.
"God, they're just the way I remember them," Tom sighed. "Biggest tits I ever saw!"
"Gets even better, Brother Dear," Jenny promised.
Her hands dropped to her skirt. Unzipped, it slipped down the slope of her hips, no panties in sight. Some blondes don't tan, but Jenny didn't have that problem. Nude sunbathing had turned her skin the color of a ripe peach all over, so now, as her tawny loins were revealed, they vividly contrasted with the golden triangle of her fair-haired cunt.
"So what do you think, Tommy?" Jenny asked, stepping out of her fallen skirt to pose stark naked before her wide-eyed brother.
"Just look at my cock and that'll tell you. It's doing all my thinking for me now, Sis," Tom panted.
He had a hard-on that would have done justice to the horniest of teenaged boys. It was a jutting throbber that stood almost straight up out of his pants.
"Mmmm, yes," Jenny sighed. "Makes me wonder what you'd be doing with that monster if we really were still kids and you'd just got a peek at me waltzing bare-assed down the hallway from the shower."
"Happened too many times for me to forget," Tom said. "You shouldn't have too much trouble figuring it out, Sis."
"Show me anyway," Jenny playfully suggested, "Aw, gee, Sis ..."
"Just for me, Tommy," Jenny coaxed. "Let me see what I missed by not peeking back at you after you'd peeked at me."
Sheepishly, Tom wrapped his fingers around his long, thick cock and began to slowly tug the taut skin back and forth over his swollen cock-head.
"How sweet," Jenny softly chuckled. "My own darling brother, jacking off over little old me. What were you thinking while you were playing with your hard, young cock, Tommy? Anything I ought to know about?"
"Same thing I'm thinking now," Tom murmured. "Oh, I wanted you, Sis!"
"And if I'd walked in on you, still bare-assed while you had your cock out?"
"I'd have probably fainted on the spot," Tom admitted.
"And what about me being here right now without a stitch on?"
"That depends."
"On what?"
"You, Sis, you."
"Ah, yes, little old me," Jenny giggled.
Then, as her brother continued to slowly stroke his huge prick, Jenny knelt again, this time behind Tom. Reaching around, she unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off. Then she massaged the rippling muscles of his exposed back, working gradually down to his waist. There, she slid her hands inside his shorts to rub his flexing asscheeks.
"God, Sis," Tom moaned with pleasure, "that feels so damned good. Sure wouldn't have needed to jerk off if you'd been doing this to me."
Now, indeed, Tom's hand slipped away from his cock, which rhythmically stabbed the air as if it were fucking a phantom cunt. And then Jenny pulled down his pants and shorts all the way, so they briefly snagged his prick and made it twang.
"Mmmm," Jenny lilted from the rear now that she had him stripped, "your ass is just adorable. Such cute buns. So tight I bet I'll have trouble getting- them apart, but I have my ways."
Jenny took an asscheek in each hand, then blew into the crack between them and began gradually separating the muscular globes. When the split was wide enough, her tongue darted into it.
"Jesus, Sis . . . oh, yeah . . . oooooh," Tom groaned, his asshole being licked. "Can't take much more of this!"
Next, Jenny lapped down to his dangling balls. She took one in her mouth, bathing it with warm spit, causing her brother to shudder.
"Sis," Tom croaked, "any more of your mouth down there and my cock's gonna bust wide open so the cum is flying across the room." Jenny had other plans for his jizz, ending her sucking and licking to beckon from behind. "Turn around, Tommy, and just do what comes naturally."
By the time Tom faced her, Jenny had stretched herself out on the carpet, waiting for him with her tanned legs spread so her blonde cunt yawned in juicy readiness.
"Fuck me now!" she stated with stark simplicity.
Sinking to his knees, Tom moved between her thighs. Then Jenny's hand, with the slender fingers able to span the shaft because it was so thick, guided his huge cock to her cunt. The chunky head passed between her flared pussy lips and, next, male and female crotches bucked.
"Ahhh, feels soooo big inside me!" Jenny swooned, her cunt abruptly hilted by her brother's lurching prick.
She wrapped her legs around Tom, beginning to rock him on top of her. He, in turn, leaned down, putting his slurping mouth to work on her luscious tits.
"Yes, suck me, fuck me!" Jenny bubbled. "Suck my titties, fuck my cunt, and make me come!"
Tom kept up his end of the bargain and Jenny quickly delivered on hers. Within a moment she was orgasmically writhing beneath her sucking, fucking brother. And once she'd started coming, she didn't plan to stop until her brother provided the perfect ending to the perfect fuck by coming too.
"Your cunt's really doing a job on my cock, Sis. I never pulled on it that hard with one of those handjobs when I was a kid jacking off over you."
"And I'll keep right on pulling until your cock gives me a cuntful of the hottest, thickest, creamiest jizz there is. Even more in my pussy than you came in my mouth when I sucked you off."
"Won't get any argument out of me about that, Sis. I was almost ready to shoot it even before we started fucking and I've been holding back the jizz ever since my cock's been in your cunt, just letting it build until I have to explode."
"How long will it take?"
"Sooner than later," Tom rasped. "Helluva lot sooner!"
"Then keep sucking and fucking and just hang on long enough for me to push myself to the limit," Jenny requested. "I wanna be coming as hard as I can when your cock starts flooding my fucked pussy with all that magnificent jizz."
That said, she reached down below and began finger-fucking her own asshole. This combined with Tom's cock in her cunt and his slurping mouth on her tits to lift her to dizzying orgasmic heights.
"Now, you hung stud! Now!" she hysterically cried. "Come in my cunt right now, 'cause
I'm so fuckin' ready to drown in your jizz!" Tom's massive cock surged a final time to the absolute depths of his sister's pussy so powerfully that it forced her finger out of her asshole a notch away. The flood which followed erupted not in individual spurts but in a continuous stream, as if Tom were actually pissing jizz into Jenny's instantly swamped pussy.
"Ooooh, so much hot, thick cum!" Jenny sang out. "Tom, I'll never be able to hold it all. Your cock's still shooting and my cunt's already starting to leak. Your cum'll leak all over my ass by the time you're finished pumping this divine load into me."
Tom reached down to feel. The crack of Jenny's butt was already sticky with his dribbling jism!
"Smear it around," she urged. "If I can't keep all of your cum in my pussy, then I might as well Tiave it all over me."
Tom's drenched hand began to move. It lathered one asscheek, then returned to Jenny's overflowing pussy for a fresh supply before moistly massaging her other ass globe.
Then, his wad shot, Tom yanked his prick from his sister's cunt. That really made her fucked hole slobber, so it resembled a raw wound which bled jizz. And Tom scooped up double handfuls of the rich slime and reached to capture Jenny's big tits in his slippery grasp.
It went on from there until Jenny wound up gleaming with her brother's cum every place that Tom could rub. If she hadn't drowned in his jizz as she'd previously declared she'd like to do, she certainly resembled someone who had bathed in it.
"Couldn't feel any more fucked if I'd taken on an army of cocks!" Jenny crowed. "What else can I say except, thank you, thank you so fucking much for fucking me so fucking good! And I guarantee the next time will be twice as good!"
But, Tom, although in awe of the glistening beauty of his cum-slicked sister, had lost something in addition to his mighty load of jizz- his nerve.
"N-no," he stammered. "No, Sis. Once is enough. Th-there can't be any next time."
Jenny didn't let it bother her. In her time she'd seduced enough supposedly clean-cut lads to know all about the guilt trips that second thoughts can bring after a piece of ass. So she was prepared to patiently wait her brother out, especially since she had an ace up her sleeve that was due to be played anyway, no matter what.
Now, Tom was more or less talking to himself. "Always thought I was pretty much just an ordinary guy. But, anymore, all I can wonder is what kind of freak am I. All the women in the world I can cheat on my wife with, but I wind up fucking my own daughter and then my own sister. Where did I go haywire?"
It was, Jenny thought, definitely time for that ace. And when she looked out of the corner of her eye, there it was, right on cue.
"Haywire?" Tom Weaver was suddenly asked. "Or just plain lucky?"
Tom's head jerked over his shoulder with such startled force that his neck snapped out loud. For it wasn't his freshly fucked sister who'd just posed the question.
"A-Alicia!" he choked.
She stood in the kitchen doorway, having slipped in through the back door. A wicked grin split her normally angelic features, telling her father she'd seen and heard plenty.
"Think of it this way, Daddy," she said. "You're really not any different than any other ordinary guy with a sexy daughter and sister- except while those other guys all want what they think they can't have, you've gone ahead and fucked it. Show me any one of 'em who wouldn't trade places with you and I'll show you the real freak."
Tom Weaver was struck by her logic. "Yeah, I never.thought of it like that," he whispered.
"Really, Daddy," Alicia affectionately scolded, "all the truly terrible things going on in this world and here you are feeling sorry for yourself when all your fantasies are coming true.
Aunt Jenny and I just want what's best for you. Trust us."
"Then you're in this together, aren't you?" Tom asked haltingly.
Alicia and Jenny nodded.
Tom Weaver then felt as though fate had pushed him onto a ledge from which he would either fall to his doom or soar like an eagle. But, either way, he knew he had to take the plunge.
Chapter Eight
A movie queen couldn't have slipped out of a high-fashion gown to reveal her hidden charms with any more elegance than Alicia Weaver now displayed as she began removing her customary flannel shirt and scruffy jeans. And, while she stripped, her dialogue was just too special to be found in any Hollywood script.
"I just didn't have the guts to tell you how I dug it the first time you fucked me, Daddy," she told her father. "It's supposed to hurt when a girl loses her cherry, especially to a cock as big as yours. But all I did was come, come, come. You thought I was screaming 'cause it hurt, but it was really 'cause it felt soooo goooood."
Now Alicia was stark naked. Her father's eyes smoldered with desire and his cock was freshly hard.
"But this time, Daddy," she continued, "I'm not so shy; Everything's up front. This time I'm coming right out and asking you for it."
Tom Weaver held his breath in anticipation of the magic words.
"Fuck me, Daddy!" daughter commanded father. "Fuck my cunt with your big, stiff cock!"
There was a couch nearby and now Tom Weaver picked up Alicia and carried her there. And as he set her down he moved between her legs, his cock entering her pussy. She wound up pinned beneath him with a cuntful of prick, her slender legs encircling him and her trim ass digging into the upholstery as the anchor for a long, hard fuck.
"How fast do you think you can make me come, Daddy?" Alicia panted.
Tom Weaver started to answer, not wanting to brag but sensing he already had his daughter on the orgasmic brink. But he never got out his prediction, because it was already too late.
"Now, Daddy!" Alicia swooned. "I'm coming already! And, God, it's even better than when you raped me. Your cock feels even bigger in my cunt than it did then."
"And your cunt feels even tighter than it did when you were cherry," Tom truthfully answered in kind.
From there, father and daughter fucked in classic fashion. They were nothing less than poetry in motion, as their audience of one could testify. For Jenny remained on the scene as an enchanted spectator.
Another woman might have been jealous if she watched a man who'd just fucked her switching his prick to the teenaged pussy of a much younger replacement. But, of course, envy had no place in the stakes Jenny and her niece were playing for in their dual seduction of Tom. And, besides, Jenny wouldn't have to remain on the sidelines much longer if she knew Alicia.
Sure enough, within moments, Jenny got the sign from her fucked niece to join in. Nothing more than a brief wink was flashed her way, but it was an invitation which spoke loud and clear when you could read someone's lusty thoughts as well, as Jenny had learned to anticipate Alicia's.
So Jenny closed the distance between herself and the action, after circling around her brother to make the approach without him being aware of it/The first Tom would know about the latest development would be when he actually felt it. After Jenny had slithered over the armrest of the couch and had her tongue in his ass.
"Huh?^' he gulped with surprise, the recipient of a sudden rim-job to go along with fucking his daughter.
"Aunt Jenny's got a wicked tongue, doesn't she, Daddy?" Alicia chuckled. "I ought to know. It did wonders in my ass and pussy."
"You two . . . together?" Tom gulped.
"Just like a couple of damned dykes," Alicia proudly answered. "But I'm looking forward to this even more. Us three . . . together!"
"Jesus!" Tom blurted as Jenny lowered her mouth from his rimmed ass to begin sucking the bulging sac just outside of Alicia's cock-filled cunt.
"Working on your balls, isn't she, Daddy?" Alicia accurately said to her moaning father. "Bet you anything that Aunt Jenny'll make your cock shoot twice as much jizz in my cunt the way she's going down on you. Only question is how soon. Mmmm, listen to her slurp down there."
You could hear Jenny's mouth at work, all right. She was using plenty of warm spit to bathe her brother's balls, producing a gurgling sound. When added to the rhythmic squishing from the cock-thrusts in Alicia's damp cunt, it was like wet harmony.
"Listen to it, Daddy," Alicia whispered. "Listen to the sucking and fucking. It's happening to you, Daddy. Your cock in my cunt, your balls in Aunt Jenny's mouth, us working on your cock and balls together so you'll hurry up and ... you tell me, Daddy. So you'll what?"
"Come!" Tom Weaver now rasped.
His prick exploded in his daughter's pussy. And, as they churned to fuel the explosion with more liquid fire, his nuts were sucked harder than ever by his sister. The result was a climax Tom /Weaver thought might never end, as his molten cum spurted from his cock and balls like blood from a severed artery.
But then, after time had seemed to stand still for an eternity, Tom felt everything abruptly speeding up to a dizzying pace. His pulse, his breath-one was booming, the other raggedly gusting. His mind swirled like a runaway merry-go-round. Sweat ran down his trembling body in miniature rivers. Indeed, the only part of Tom which now wasn't being taxed to the limit was between his legs, his cock and balls drained.
Tom had heard of men having heart attacks from the strain of fucking. He feared that it was happening to him. Pulling out of his daughter's cunt, he frantically retreated from the action as though even the slightest further contact with a naked female body was the kiss of death.
Then, away from the couch, Tom closed his eyes and tried to think of anything but sex to calm himself down. And when he managed a mental image of a cool mountain stream, the gurgling and lapping he heard along with it went perfectly with the restful vision.
"Whew, that was close," he sighed, finally feeling his inner turmoil lessen.
Then, gradually, the mountain stream flowing through his mind faded away. Yet, still, Tom heard the damp sounds he'd associated with it. As they persisted, he became aware that he hadn't imagined them at all. They were real. In spite of his better judgment, his curiosity mounted until it had the best of him.
Warily, Tom opened his eyes to slits. He saw enough so that he couldn't resist bringing it into better focus. Quickly he was staring, with his booming pulse, labored breathing and sweaty dizziness having returned to full force. But, along with them, so had his throbbing hard-on.
They were together on the couch as though their naked bodies had grown together, Jenny and Alicia. Because of the way their heads were buried between one another's legs it was impossible to tell who was on the bottom or the top, with their damp sounds filling the air from mutual pussy-eating. It was, of course, a lesbian sixty-nine between aunt and niece. Tom Weaver had never seen two females in the flesh getting it on. But it must have agreed with him. For the way it put the bone back in his cock changed his whole outlook about his other vital signs. He felt like he'd live forever, with the key being to plug his revived hard-on back into something female as quickly as possible.
He went to the couch. Now he recognized his daughter as the one on top of the sixty-nine, not from her face but by looking between the spread cheeks of her hoisted ass and seeing those succulent teenaged charms. Alicia's cunt was full of her aunt's busy tongue, but a notch away there was a rosebud of an opening available with a magnetic attraction for Tom's cock.
When he'd raped her, Tom had only taken the cherry in his little girl's pussy. Now he wondered with excitement if her other, much tighter hole would also be cherry for his eager cock. Of course, so much cock in such a narrow space would hurt her plenty, but Tom was beginning to suspect that nothing was too much for his horny daughter.
So he brought his cock head to the puckered dent. She had to feel the contact, had to know what he planned to do to her. So if it was too much, after all, she'd surely let him know.
But there was no response on Alicia's part to her father's jockeying for position. She steadily continued sixty-nining with her aunt. Tom took her silence as a definite go-ahead, nudging his cock head into the target's expanding entrance.
But then, again, he thought about the pain he was sure to cause if he went through with this. So Tom hesitated, giving his daughter another chance to pass on this most extreme form of fucking. Alicia, though, just kept right on eating Jenny's pussy without missing a slurp.
"So, okay, this is it," Tom said under his quickened breath. "Now or never."
He set his hips, swallowed hard, then bucked his crotch and watched his big cock surge into the tightest hole any girl has. And halfway in, froze with numbing alarm.
"Yeeeooowww!" Alicia howled, her head jerking up from her aunt's crotch like she'd been mortally wounded. "Daddy, you're splitting me in two!"
Tom recovered his wits. "I-I'm sorry, honey. When you felt my cock back there and didn't say anything, I-I thought you were ready for me to fuck you in the ass."
And now, after her desperate screech, Alicia abruptly laughed out loud. "So who says I'm not ready for your big cock up my butt?"
"B-but the way you just screamed," Tom gulped in confusion. "Sounded like I hurt you real bad, baby."
"Oh, you're hurting me all right, Daddy," Alicia panted. "But just the opposite of real bad. Hurts sooooo goooooood to finally have your cock fucking my cherry asshole! I'm sure gonna make you put me to the test."
"Th-then?"
"More, damn you! More!"
Alicia wanted her father to butt-fuck her with everything he had. And when Tom still hesitated, she rocked back on her haunches and forced the rest of his hard-on straight up her virgin shitpit.
"Oh, sweetheart," father gasped"you took it. Took every inch of cock I've got to fuck your ass with."
"Mrnmmm, you're telling me, Daddy," swooned Alicia. "Never felt so full of anything in my life."
And now, beneath her niece, Jenny spoke up for the first time since the backdoor sex between father and daughter had begun. "Honey," she told Alicia, "if you think every inch of a cock up your ass is something, just wait until it pulls out some. That's when you really feel it best. Guarantee you'll come right then."
"Oooh, try it, Daddy," Alicia eagerly urged her father. "Try what Aunt Jenny says. Pull halfway out and see if I come."
By now some of his daughter's shit had started seeping around his hiked cock so Tom was sufficiently lubed to withdraw several inches. And, as he did, once again Alicia squealed, but this time there was no doubt that it was because of sheer pleasure, orgasmic pleasure.
"God, am I coming!" shuddered Alicia aloud. "Oh, Daddy, shove your cock back up my butt to your balls again so you can pull back out and make me come some more!"
Tom did as his daughter wanted, his shit-slicked prick surging in and out of her squishing asshole. And Alicia was climaxing like it would either kill her or make her live forever.
"Incredible!" she rasped. "The way whatever I feel in my butt goes straight to my cunt when I take a cock where I shit. Daddy, every move your cock makes while you fuck my ass does a number on my clit. Never had my clit get so swollen, so fat and hard. Like it's a little baby hard-on. Bet it's big enough now to jack off."
And down below, from between her niece's legs, Jenny readily volunteered for the job. "If anybody can jack off your fat clit while your father's fucking your ass, baby, it's yours truly."
Then, with her thumb and finger, Jenny successfully grasped Alicia's magic button. And, with miniature strokes, she began delicately giving it expert stimulation.
"Ahhh, Aunt Jenny, you're doing it just right," Alicia groaned. "Now, Daddy, you're just gonna have to fuck my ass even harder and faster to keep up with what's happening to my clit."
"You mean like this, baby?" Tom answered, putting his pumping Cock into high gear.
"Shit, yesssss!" Alicia gusted. "Keep it up, both of you! More, more, more! Wanna go on coming like this as long as you two can make me do it!"
Her enthusiasm was contagious. Her father's ass-fucking fucker became a jack-hammer. And Jenny, working on that plump,.young clit, got so carried away that it was no longer enough to just jack it off in miniature. Knowing from her own experience how pain at the peak of fucking was frosting on the cake, she pinched as hard as possible with her nails.
"Aunt Jenny," Alicia yelped, suffering in ecstasy^ "go all the way! Try and rip my clit right off the top of my cunt!"
Jenny twisted the bud of erotic flesh around double. Alicia's pussy lips quivered from the shooting pain-pleasure vibrations, then flung open wide to release a surging torrent of the hottest possible piss from the ravaged girl's erupting cunt.
There was no way Jenny could resist the liquid fruits of a golden shower. Finally releasing her niece's twisted clit, she sealed Alicia's gushing cunt and feasted on bittersweet piss. "Now I've come, shit and peed!" Alicia crowed. "Only one thing left to make it absolutely perfect. And, Daddy, that's up to you. My fucked ass full of your thick, creamy jizz!"
"Baby," father answered daughter, "you couldn't have asked me at a better time."
"Then shoot it into me, Daddy!"
"You got it, sweetheart!"
Tom Weaver drove his brawny prick to the shitty depths of his little girl's asshole. When he was hilted he could actually feel his sister's tongue swabbing in Alicia's cunt a notch away, like Jenny was licking his cockhead at the same time he fucked his daughter's butt. In short, no man ever had a better reason than this to come his balls inside out.
"Here it is, baby!" Tom cried to Alicia. "All of my cum your ass can hold and a whole lot more!"
His cock flexed, shuddered and exploded. The jizz poured in a continuous stream, bloating Alicia's bowels. Then, still arriving, it had filled up that space and was backing up, seeping around Tom's cock.
"Where the hell am I getting it all?" Tom croaked in wonder. "Knew I was gonna come plenty, but nothing like this."
"Oh, Daddy, I wouldn't expect anything less from a stud like you," Alicia called back. "Now keep it shooting as long as you can, so it drips out of my ass into my cunt and Aunt Jenny can get a taste of your sweet jizz."
In fact, that had already happened. After feasting on female piss, Jenny now felt her taste-buds tingle almost orgasmically from the telltale slime of fresh jizz. Naturally, she immediately craved more, a whole lot more. And she knew just where to get it once the time was right.
"Damn," Tom then groaned, "didn't think I'd ever finish coming. And now that it's over . . . whew, I need somewhere to land."
He pulled his dripping cock out of Alicia's swamped ass and sort of oozed in slow motion off the couch to the floor. Landing face down, he didn't move a muscle.
And now Jenny knew the time was right. Her mouth went straight to her niece's freshly fucked shitpit to replace Tom's exhausted prick, feasting on all that jizz.
Alicia, of course, loved it. She kept right on climaxing, helped no end by her own thumb and finger on her pinched clit while her aunt ate out her butt.
Chapter Nine
".'Well, Daddy, what do you think? Alicia asked when the three-way sucking and fucking had finally run its course. "Got what it takes to make this a steady habit?"
"You and your aunt are the best thing that ever happened to my cock," Tom Weaver said. "Only promise is that just because we got away with it this time, doesn't mean we can keep from getting found out. We're not the only ones in the family, you know. This kind of thing is-well, people have gone to jail for less." "Worried about mom, huh?" Alicia chuckled.
"Aren't you?" Tom asked, responding to their apparent lack of concern.
"Mom's not gonna be that dumb. The pot calling the kettle black," Alicia cheerfully predicted. "Not after what she'll find out about herself tonight."
"H-huh?"
"What Alicia's trying to tell you, Brother Dear," Jenny spoke up, "is that your better half will be just as guilty as you or any of the rest of us by the time she gets home."
"But," Tom gulped, "Sheila's just somewhere with the boys. The movies, I think they said."
"Right and wrong," a smirking Jenny replied. "Yes, Sheila's with Mickey and Ronnie. But I'll bet my life the action's not going to be on the screen, not if those boys are following orders."
"Wh-whose orders?"
"Mine!" Jenny exclaimed. "Now that Mickey and Ronnie have been turned loose on her,.poor Sheila doesn't have a chance."
"In other words, Daddy," Alicia starkly added, "mom's as good as fucked right now."
"My God, by her own . .'. .own sons?"
Alicia and Jenny both nodded.
"Mickey and Ronnie know what has to be done, same as me and Alicia. Once you get a taste of family fucking, gets easier and easier to spread it farther and farther. Like us with you, and the boys with their mom."
"Then, -before tonight, Mickey and Ronnie-"
"I fucked them both," Jenny proudly stated. "One at a time, then the two of them together in the same bed. Started with Mickey, and Ronnie caught up a few days later. After that- well, Alicia, you tell your dad."
"I figured out Mickey and Ronnie weren't spending all that time with Aunt Jenny just to wash her windows or cut her grass," Alicia said, picking up on the story. "So it seemed only logical to include everybody in the family. That meant going after you and mom, if we could get the boys to cooperate."
"And?" Tom Weaver choked.
"I had a little chat with them," Jenny answered. "They had their doubts at first, but when they heard that their sister and I were going to be setting up their old man, too, they were ready to give mother-fucking their best shot-especially when I dangled an extra carrot under their noses."
"And you know what it is, Daddy?" Alicia cut back in. "If Mickey and Ronnie fuck mom right and make her one of us, Aunt Jenny promised them a session with me. Fantastic, huh? Especially since, if everything works out the way Aunt Jenny and I've planned it, a threesome with Mickey, Ronnie and me just ought to turn into something even wilder."
"What kind of something?" Tom, ever breathless, asked.
"What else?" Alicia declared. "An orgy, Daddy, a real, live family orgy! Can you dig it? You, mom, Aunt Jenny, me and the boys, all sucking and fucking together at the same time! Cock and pussy everyplace!"
"Jesus!" an awestruck Tom Weaver croaked.
"No, Daddy. He won't be there," Alicia devilishly joked. "It's strictly a family affair."
Sheila Weaver could hardly believe how well her sons had been getting along lately. The last couple of years they had been constantly at each other's throat. But now they were all sweetness and light. When they'd offered to treat her to a show with the money they'd earned working for their Aunt Jenny, Sheila found the offer too charming not to accept.
But then, with Mickey driving, things had taken an odd turn. They didn't seem to be heading in the direction of any theatre Sheila knew of. When she asked about it, Mickey and
Ronnie looked at each other and laughed at some private joke, then told her to relax and enjoy herself.
When she heard that, Sheila automatically flinched. Whenever she heard the words "relax and enjoy" she always recalled the chilling advice she'd received from her father when she was a teenager. It was advice concerning the subject of rape and the only supposedly sensible female response to it.
Of course, Sheila realized, that was an awfully silly connection to make to this happy evening with her sons. But she still wished they hadn't said it. For, over the years, even the most indirect suggestion of rape always had the same unsettling effect-pins and needles in her cunt.
Indeed, when she could make herself think about it rationally, Sheila suspected that perhaps she really wanted to be raped. After all, hadn't she read that most women had to struggle with this forbidden fantasy? There was definitely something about the idea of being forced into sex that...
"We're here," one of her boys said, interrupting Sheila's wandering thoughts.
She looked out the window but saw no movie theatre. In fact, she saw no anything, just the darkness of night stretching out in all directions so far that the only lights Were pinpoints in the distance. Then Sheila looked back at her boys, silently seeking an explanation.
"We lied," said Ronnie, "about the movie."
"But not," added Mickey, "when we told you to relax and enjoy it."
Sheila couldn't control her response. The pins and needles attacked her cunt with full force. All at once her panties were clammy with leaking juice.
" B-boys, if this is your idea of some kind of j-joke-"
"No joke, Mom," Mickey said with a wolfish grin. "Ronnie and I are dead serious."
"About ... what?"
The brothers looked at one another and nodded. Their mother was sitting between them, trapped. Each placed a hand on either side of her blouse and abruptly, the harsh sound of ripping cloth filled the car, followed by Sheila's strangled cry of alarm as her tits heaved in her exposed bra.
"N-no!" she choked.
"Yes!" she was told, her bra now also being forcefully removed by her sons. Falling free, her naked tits responded to the chilly night air.
"So these are the titties we used to suck when we were babies," Mickey leered aloud. "Been a long time since we tasted these beauties, ain't it, Ronnie?"
Ronnie nodded, then took a tit in his hand and brought it to his mouth. The next thing an astonished Sheila Weaver knew, her sons were slurping on her throbbing nipples.
She intended to protest that this was unthinkable, that it must stop. But what actually surfaced was something else entirely.
When she heard herself, Sheila was astounded. But she didn't take it back. For she'd spoken the God's honest truth and now she moaned the latest development.
Her boys were, of course, delighted. Yes, she was hot tonight, one of them noted to the other, the way she came so soon just from getting her tits sucked. But what neither Mickey nor Ronnie knew was that they'd aroused this response in their mother before. For Sheila had often had orgasms when she'd nursed them as babies.
This orgasm swept through her like an electric shock, making her slender body quiver from head to toe. Then, when it had run its course, Sheila basked in its afterglow, slumping like a ragdoll between her sons and offering no further resistance. In short, Mickey and Ronnie could do whatever they pleased to her, with the certainty that it would please her just as much.
So, the boys' hands moved in the logical direction, below their mother's waist. Together, they pulled up her skirt, revealing her sopping panties. Then they reached inside those, stroking her matted bush and slippery pussy lips with their combined tangle of massaging fingers, "Mmmm, my cunt's never felt so alive," Sheila murmured as she built toward another climax. "Be so wet when I come again it'll be like I'm pissing."
Next, one of her sons probed within her pussy's sticky channel, while the other boy fondled her rigid clit. Sheila reacted with an explosion of her senses and an oozing cuntful of the hottest female cum imaginable.
"My boys... my darling sons," Sheila orgasmically gasped. "When you were little, I used to hope sometMngfike this'd happen some day. When you were big enough to know I'm not just your mother, I'm a woman, too."
"Yeah, we're big enough for sure now, Mom," Mickey panted in reply. "Plenty big- where it really counts."
"How big?" asked Sheila with wild anticipation. "Show me!"
But then, even though Mickey and Ronnie were more than eager to display their erotic wares, Sheila was so anxious to find out the extent to which they'd grown up where it mattered most that she took things into her own hands. Abruptly, she'd reached to the bulging fly on either side of her, unzipping them both in a single motion.
"I just know you're both hung as much as I imagined when you were still little that you'd be some day," Sheila swooned, "My boys wouldn't dare have anything but the biggest cocks around,"
Now she reached into their open jeans. How convenient that neither had worn any shorts! With so much meat to grab onto, it was so easy for Sheila to get a handle on her son's throbbing hard-ons and pull them out.
"Monsters!" Sheila blurted with joy. "Just sucking and fucking one of your beautiful, big cocks would be a job."
"But you're gonna take 'em both on tonight, aren't you, Mom?" Ronnie prompted.
"You bet your adorable asses I am!" vowed Sheila.
Then, from either side, she angled her sons' long, thick rods toward one another, so the cockheads nudged together directly below her, And down she leaned, reaching with her tongue. She licked the chunky knobs without playing favorites, around and about until the brothers might as well have been Siamese twins joined at the mushroomed ends of their pricks.
"You gonna try and make us come together, Mom?" Ronnie anxiously asked.
"Wouldn't have it any other way!" Sheila panted, ready for even more of her sons' cocks.
So, next, her mouth stretched to enclose both cock heads at once. That was all she could swallow with so much meat to orally service, but it was enough for prime results the way she sucked. Her hot spit trickled down her sons' quivering prickshafts, dripping onto their balls, which she was now rhythmically squeezing.
"Come, darlings, come," she slurpingly urged."Give me twice as much jizz as I've ever tasted before. Hot, young jizz for mommy to drink from her hung boys' hard, young cocks."
"Damn, Mom," Ronnie gasped, "you got my jizz!"
"Mine fuckin' too!" Mickey blurted.
The brothers' crotches bucked upward. But somehow their mother kept her oral grasp on their lurching cocks. And when Mickey and Ronnie simultaneously shot their creamy wads, Sheila downed the double load of jizz as fast as both climaxing boys delivered it.
"Mmmm," she gurgled when she'd drained her sons' balls, the stray cum she hadn't swallowed dribbling from the corners of her sticky chin, "no mother ever had a pair of sweeter boys."
Then. Sheila took their dripping cock heads, one for each tit and decorated her nipples with the last of the teenaged jizz. But, clearly, this was not the end of anything, just the beginning.
"Boys your age," Sheila now lilted, "have a reputation for keeping their cocks hard no matter what. Just wonder how true that really is."
Her hands released her sons' bent cocks, which in turn sprang straight back up at twanging attention, unbowed despite the amount of cum they'd just shot. The broadest possible smile stretched across Sheila's face.
"Looks like what they say is a hundred-percent true!"
"So what now, Mom?" Ronnie anxiously asked.
"Guess you might say the three of us are about to go full circle."
"How's that?" Mickey quizzed.
"Very simple," Sheila said. "Since you've already sucked the titties I used to nurse you with, now we're going to get even farther back to your roots. How's this sound? You're both gonna fuck the same cunt that squeezed you both out into this crazy world to begin with."
Of course Mickey and Ronnie were primed to fuck their mother. But the way she was apparently approaching it seemed to suggest a distinctly bizarre approach to this incestuous inevitability.
Ronnie said, "You mean, both of us?"
"At the same time?" Mickey finished.
"If you boys have got the balls," Sheila teased.
She opened the car door and tumbled onto the grassy ground with a girlish flourish, gracefully rolling head over heels until she bobbed up on all fours. Then she was anything but girlish, as she posed with her loins spread from the rear like the steamiest kind of bitch in heat.
"Just like Aunt Jenny," Ronnie whispered to his brother, both of them still in the car. "Our two cocks fucking just one pussy."
"We did it then, didn't we?" Mickey answered.
"But Aunt Jenny's such a . . . well, almost like a whore," Ronnie said. "I mean, this is our own mom."
"When're you gonna learn?" Mickey mocked his kid brother's concern. "They're all whores, down deep. The real hookers are just the ones who charge for it. But neither of us'H ever have to pay with the horny bitches in this crazy family."
"Then we're gonna fuck mom's cunt with both our cocks, the way we did to Aunt Jenny?" panted Ronnie.
"Well, I'm gonna fuck her cunt with my cock," Mickey chuckled. "The rest is up to you, kid."
Then Mickey opened the door from his side, springing from the car and circling around it to approach bis kneeling mother from behind. It so happened that just as he arrived the moon had slipped out from behind a cloud to beam its silvery light directly on the showcased yawn of Sheila's rear-spread pussy lips.
"Shit, look at that cunt," Mickey rasped. "If I'd known when I was born what I know now about pussy, I'd have never let myself be squeezed out of that mother. Just grabbed ahold of that sweet meat and fucked it with my whole body instead of popping out until the doc had to dynamite me outta there."
"Oh Mickey," Sheila giggled to her delightfully dirty-minded, foul-mouthed son. "You've always been such a bad, bad boy."
"Get nastier all the time, too, Mom," Mickey laughed. "Rest of me's too big to crawl back up your cunt, so my cock'll just have to make the return trip by itself."
Mickey's crotch lurched, his ten-inch prick surging between his mother's parted ass cheeks into the pink slit of her welcoming cunt.
"Oooh," Sheila whooshed with delight, "dog-fuck me, Mickey! Make me come right now!"
Mickey took hold of her hips, guiding them so her cunt applied maximum friction for his cock. The moonlight's angle provided showcasing exposure of the jam-packed contact between cock and pussy. From the car, Ronnie watched with mounting envy.
"No way Mickey's gonna fuck mom's cunt all to himself!" he vowed.
And Ronnie shot from the car. He wound up facing his mother. Her eyes lit up with the promise of his cock joining his brother's in her pussy.
"Do it, Ronnie," Sheila breathlessly urged. "Fuck me right along with Mickey!"
Ronnie required no further persuasion or instruction. For, without his mother's knowledge, he'd already gone this route before when he and his brother had double-fucked their Aunt Jenny.
So Ronnie settled on his back, then slipped on the ground between his mother's arms and legs. When his crotch was centered with her pussy, he held his cock upright to brush the head against her bush, lower lips and clit.
"Mmm, perfect! You act like you've almost done this before," Sheila murmured.
Well, thought Ronnie, she had to find out sometime. It was, after all, part of the overall plan. And for once, he was determined, he'd beat Mickey to the punch.
"Have done it before," he boldly revealed. "Your cunt isn't the first cunt that Mickey and I've fucked together, Mom."
"Wh-what?" Sheila blurted with total surprise. "Wh-who?"
Ronnie thought it would be more dramatic to wait until he was in her to tell her. His hands taking over from Mickey's on her hips, he forced down her crotch and wedged his cock inside her expanding twat alongside his brother's.
And with her pussy now crammed full of both her sons' big cocks, Sheila groaned, "Ooooh, I don't care who you boys fucked like this before me. Just so long as I get my chance at your two cocks in my pussy, too!"
And she started fucking Mickey and Ronnie even more than they were fucking her. How she came. Pussy juice drooled down her inner thighs. Plus, to keep herself climaxing non-stop, she played with her own tits by pinching the nipples between her thumbs and fingers.
"Did whoever she was come like this when you fucked her cunt together?" Sheila cried. "If she did, she's the luckiest woman in the world along with me! If I ever meet her, I'll bet we'll know each other's secret right away. See it in each other's eyes."
Ronnie zeroed in on his bombshell. "You'll get your chance, Mom."
"I know her already?" Sheila asked between orgasmic spasms.
"Better believe it, Mom," Ronnie rasped. "Only bitch Mickey and I know as horny as you. One big, bad blonde-and we haven't just been doing her yard work all this time."
Even in her orgasmic frenzy, Sheila could sift through theie glaring dues to the logical conclusion, Big, bad blonde, Her sons' recent absences to supposedly earn extra money ,..
"Jenny!" Sheila gusted.
"And this is how we came in her pussy when we fucked it with both of our cocks, right, Mickey?"
"Right on!"
Both cocks erupted on cue, the climaxing brothers flooding their mother's double-fucked cunt with twin jets of teenaged cream. Sheila was helpless to do anything but go with the flow. As the jism swamped her, she herself came harder than ever, And, finding herself in orgasmic heaven on earth, Sheila's shock over her sister-in-law getting to the boys' cocks first changed to heartfelt gratitude. How could any sane woman argue with such spectacular results?
"Oh, Jenny, Jenny!" Sheila cried out. "If only you were here so I could thank you in person for teaching my boys how to fuck like this!"
Hearing this, Mickey and Ronnie could only grin while their cocks stowed to a dribble in their mother's sopping pussy, It was truly amazing the way things had worked out just like their aunt had predicted they would, "Pon't worry, mom, you'll get your chance to tell Aunt Jenny how good we fucked you-
and-a whole'lot'more."
"Sh-she knows you're here , . , with me , . . fucking me?" Shdla gasped.
"Trust us, Mom," Ronnie added. "This is just the beginning. You've just started getting fucked, it only gets better from here on in-for everybody!"
That was enough for Sheila. She was ready to follow her hung sons to the ends of the earth. But she wouldn't have to go nearly that far. Turned out they were going to take her straight back home.
Chapter Ten
Her clothes a rumpled shambles, her hair a mess, her lipstick smeared from sucking cock, Sheila Weaver stumbled through the front door, returning home as a new woman. And waiting there, sipping a cup of tea, was the very person Sheila was bursting to thank for the spectacular change that had occurred.
"Hmm," Jenny calmly noted, "look who's here."
Somewhat hysterical, Sheila closed the distance between them. "You fucked them, didn't you? Ronnie and Mickey! My boys!"
After another sip of her tea, Jenny calmly nodded.
"Well," gushed Sheila, "now I've fucked them, too! Both of their cocks in my cunt at the same time, just like they said they did to you!"
"And?"
"Just . . . oh, God, Jenny, thank you!" Sheila declared. "They'd have never done it to me if they hadn't fucked you that way first. How can I ever thank you enough?"
"You can start by showing me the, mmmm, results," Jenny said softly.
"You mean my cunt?" gulped Sheila. "My fucked cunt?"
"Here, I'll help you."
Jenny reached for her trembling sister-in-law's wrinkled skirt and stripped it away. There was nothing underneath but fuck-swollen, jizz-dripping pussy, Sheila's panties having been long since mislaid.
"Oh, unless I miss my guess, that's one sore cunt," Jenny soothingly cooed. "Bet it could use some tender, loving care after all that fucking."
"Wh-what do you mean?" Sheila stammered.
"If you can trust me with your boys, Sheila darling," Jenny seductively answered, "you certainly ought to trust me with your cunt."
Then, in a sensually graceful flash, Jenny had set aside her tea cup and was out of her chair to kneel before her stunned sister-in-law. Her warm breath immediately began caressing Sheila's cunt, causing the wispy hair to blow in the female breeze and the lips to flutter.
"Of course," Jenny then teased, "if you don't trust me, I can always back off ..."
That pushed the right button in Sheila's horny soul. "Eat it, Jenny, eat me! Suck my boys' cum out of my fucked pussy until I'm coming, too, in your mouth!" she panted.
Jenny promptly went down on her. Sheila bucked her crotch in reply, grinding her slippery pussy lips against her sister-in-law's slurping oral lips.
From there, one thing logically led to another as Jenny coaxed Sheila down to her level. And soon the two women were curled into a lesbian sixty-nine, Sheila pushing aside the little that Jenny wore below the waist to taste her first pussy at the same time her own cunt was experiencing its initial female mouth.
Meanwhile, the front door opened and closed, admitting two members of Sheila and Jenny's fan club ...
Even though they'd already personally fucked them, it was quite a sight for them to see their mother and aunt going down on each other's horny pussies like a couple of dykes.
"Damn, look at mom chow down on that pussy!" Mickey said. "Hot stuff!"
"Not any hotter than the way mom's feeding her own cunt to Aunt Jenny," Ronnie noted. "God, you can hear how wet they are for each other all the way over here."
"Yeah, well, I can feel how hard my cock is, too," Mickey answered. "I need to plug into something tight 'n' nasty right fuckin' away."
"Same here," Ronnie agreed. "I'm horny as hell."
"So, then, what're we waiting for?" Mickey said. "You remember what Aunt Jenny promised us after we came home from fucking mom, don't you?"
"Alicia!" Ronnie cried eagerly.
"Right on. Let's go find her and see how she handles both our cocks at the same time."
"Look no farther, guys," Alicia called to her brothers, appearing in the nude. "I'm just as ready for all that cock as you are to put it in me."
She drifted over to her brothers, stepping around her sixty-nining mother and aunt on the way. Then, reaching Mickey and Ronnie, Alicia fell to her hands and knees, pointing her trim ass in their direction.
"You know how I want it?" she called over her shoulder. "A cock in my cunt and the other one up my butt. Been dreaming about that ever since I was a little girl."
"You got it, Sis!" the boys declared in a single voice.
"Then here's my asshole for the first cock," Alicia panted.
She dug her nails into the lean cheeks of her ass and yanked them apart. Her anxious asshole was like a throbbing jewel, scented with the perfumed wind which escaped from within.
Ronnie was quickest off the mark. He lined up behind his obscenely posed sister, pulled out his rigid cock and mashed his meaty cockhead flush with her puckered dent.
Mickey was a good sport about being temporarily left in the lurch. "Okay, kid, you got there first, so ram the bitch's skinny, little butt with your big prick the way I would if I'd beat you to it," he said.
"Just listen to her scream," a macho Ronnie cried.
"Split her in two, stud!" urged Mickey.
"Yeah!" Ronnie gusted, taking the brutal plunge all the way to his balls with a single surge.
"Arrgghhhh!" Alicia yowled, her ass abruptly lanced by ten inches of hilted cock. "You're killing me!"
"Knew you'd love it, Sis," Mickey laughed from afar. Then he circled around in front of Alicia to amuse himself by catching the tortured expression which twisted her sweet, young face. "You should see yourself now, Sis. Eyeballs bulging out, tongue hanging out of your mouth. And just from taking one cock. Wonder how you're gonna suffer when you get my prick jammed up your poor little pussy to go along with Ronnie's up your butt."
"Try me, you bastard!" Alicia snapped in reply.
"Your funeral," snickered Mickey.
Then he dropped his jeans. His massive cock seemed to defy gravity the way it jutted so sharply up from his crotch in spite of its long, thick bulk, the shaft like somebody's forearm and the head like a crimson mallet.
"Well, Sis, any second thoughts?"
"Goddamn it, Mickey! Stop stalling and fuck me!" Alicia recklessly demanded. "Fuck my cunt with that fucking monster!"
"You got it, bitch!"
Then Mickey was down on the carpet, sliding feet first between his sister's arms and legs. When his crotch was lined up with her cunt, he held his huge prick straight up like a spike.
"There it is, Sis," he called up. "Rest is up to you."
"You got it, bastard!"
And reaching between her legs, Alicia fingered her pussy lips as far apart as they'd stretch. Next she lowered the resulting gash to make moist contact with Mickey's eoekhead. Then when she let go of the rims of her pussy, they snapped around her older brother's chunky cock knob, just before she began the long slide downward.
At the same time Mickey's prick entered their sister's lowering cunt, Ronnie's hard-on gave just enough ground in her ass so both of Alicia's fuck-holes would be filled with equal amounts of brotherly cockmeat. Once again, it was an example of the boys' spirit of cooperation.
"Mmmm, a perfect fit," Alicia sighed. "Now take turns moving your cocks-one of you pulling back while the other pushes, then the other way around. Back and forth in my ass and pussy, in and out, over and over ..."
She broke off with a most appreciative sigh, as her brothers began to get into the groove of the double-fucking rhythm she craved. Then, the tempo mounting, she broke off the sigh with an orgasmic moan that signaled she was gloriously coming.
"Ow, what a trip!" Alicia cried. "I can feel your big pricks rubbing together inside me. It's like they're shooting off sparks or something. God, what fucking!"
However, as Alicia was about to find out, a pair of cocks wasn't ail she was capable of taking at the same time. For not only did her mouth remain available for fucking, there was another ten-inch specimen of cockmeat in the family ready to plunge down her deep throat.
He appeared in a robe, fresh from a shower since the last time Alicia had seen him. And now he nmtter-of-faetly walked over to stand before her, untying the sash so Ms revived hard-on twanged in her face, "Ready for more, princess?" he softly asked, "Oh, Daddy ... God, yes!" Alicia squealed.
"Well, darling, at your age you're certainly old enough to feed yourself," Tom Weaver teased.
So Alicia reached for the stiff, throbbing treat he offered her, one hand clutching his hairy balls and the other around his coekshaft to guide the swollen head between her parted lips, Then, slurping from the salty taste, she swallowed inch by inch until her nose was buried in the wire of her father's crotch.
And, of course, as Tom Weaver plugged into the action, it was not about to go unnoticed by his male counterparts. For his sons had never seen the old man in this light before.
From his asi-fucking stance, Ronnie called down, "Hey, Mickey, you ought to catch how pop is fucking sis's mouth now,"
His view blocked because he was servicing Alicia's cunt from down below, Mickey answered, "I can sure as hell hear it loud 'n' clear. Sounds too loud to just be an ordinary blow-job sis is giving him."
"Shit, pop's fuckin' the little bitch down to her tonsils with his big cock," Ronnie said. "He's one of us, for sure. Fucking sis's mouth just as hard as we're sticking it up her ass and cunt."
"Jeez, what a family," Mickey sighed from below. "I've been around plenty and fucked my share of chicks but this is somethin' else! Almost afraid if I pinch myself I'll wake up and we'll all be sitting around watching TV like everybody else in the neighborhood."
"Got a better way than that to give you a jolt that'll convince you we're sure as hell not like the rest of the neighbors," Ronnie suggested. "Namely, shooting your wad. Blowing your nuts into sis's cunt at the same time I drop my load in her ass."
"Yeah, I can dig it," Mickey agreed. "But what about pop? Bet sis'd really get off with all three of our cocks coming in her all at once."
"Don't worry about your old man, boys, I can keep up with you every bit of the way."
"Then let's do it!" Ronnie declared, his personality totally and permanently altered by incest's influence so he bore no resemblance to the cleancut young man he'd once been. "Drown this horny bitch with our cum!"
The other two Weaver males grunted that they were ready to go along, but then a female voice cut in. "No way you guys are coming without us girls priming your pumps just a little bit more. An orgy's an orgy, after all."
It was Sheila Weaver speaking, incest's power having transformed her previous mild mannered self the same as it had done to her youngest son. Jenny was alongside. Having completed their lesbian sixty-nine, the sisters-in-law were ready to plug into the family tangle.
"You heard the lady," Jenny agreed. "You don't have to give us any room, we'll make it for ourselves."
Then Jenny and Sheila jockeyed for position. The former headed for her nephews since their cocks were fucking alongside one another in Alicia's ass and cunt. Licking back and forth between both sets of teenaged balls was an easy task for a tongue as talented as Jenny's.
Sheila went to work on only one sac of balls- her own husband's. Taking those nuts into her mouth, Sheila gave Tom the kind of sucking while he fucked their daughter's mouth that he had never received from her in all their years of marriage.
"Jesus!" Tom Weaver joked. "When a man's wife eats his balls like that at the same time their little girl's giving him head, he'd better go ahead and come if he knows what's good for Mm."
"What's good for you, Pop, is the same for us," Ronnie called. "Right, Mickey?"
"Better believe it!" Mickey gusted, letting his kid brother call the shots.
Then, their crotches all bucking to the same beat, the trio of dams broke between the legs of father and sons. As their pricks erupted, the three of them matched spurt for creamy spurt, flooding lucky Alicia's fucked mouth, ass and pussy.
"Mmmm, look at that girl get the most out of those coming cocks," Sheila sighed with pride, backing off now to watch her daughter wind up this stage of the action."And I always raised her to be such a good girl-thank the devil it didn't take! Suppose I have you to thank for that, Jenny."
"No, as a matter of fact, it was Tom," Jenny ssaid, also taking a break while Alicia basked in her moment of glory. "Tom did your little girl the biggest favor any dad can for his daughter. Took her cherry personally with his own cock. Raped her into being a woman, the way it ought to be."
"Oh, I'd have killed him for sure if I'd known about it when it happened," Sheila admitted. But then she sighed, "But now that I've grown up a lot myself, I almost wish we were divorced so I could marry him all over again. I've never felt we were so much of a real family as I do now!"
"Yeah, I know what you mean," Jenny murmured, as much to herself as to her sister-in-law. "I always wondered what it'd be like to be married and now I know 'cause in a way I'm married to all of you now. All of us to each other."
"Oh, that's such a beautiful thought," Sheila said dreamily. "And tonight's sort of like the official ceremony, isn't it? Our family wedding."
"And the honeymoon never stops," Jenny lilted.
In perfect agreement, the sisters-in-law lovingly embraced, new brides who loved, honored and obeyed the same master-incest.
"Hey, you two," Alicia called, dripping with cum now that her father and brothers had pulled their drained cocks from her mouth, ass and pussy. "Aren't you gonna clean me up after what those awful cocks did to me or are you planning to just keep making out like a couple of silly schoolgirls?"
Breaking apart, Jenny and Sheila smiled down on the jizz-soaked teenager, then went to her. Quickly their lapping tongues were all over Alicia, spreading the jizz around on her naked body a lot more than they licked it away.
Then, writhing from the oral stimulation, Alicia looked up from between her aunt and mother toward the male members of the family.
"Hey, fellas," she taunted, "where're your balls? Gonna let us chicks turn this into a dyke party?"
"Not hardly," Ronnie answered, stroking his prick as it stiffened again. "Right, Mickey? Right, Pop?"
The other two grinned and nodded. Now their cocks were also on the way back up.
"Well, so what're we waiting for?" Mickey asked.
But it wasn't Ronnie who led the way, after all. Saying nothing, Tom Weaver beat both his sons back to the action. Going to the lesbian tangle, he reminded one and all that he was the head of the family by grabbing the nearest female body and starting to fuck ass.
Ronnie and Mickey quickly followed their father's example. And so Jenny, Alicia and Sheila wound up kneeling in a row, each with a buttful of driving cock. Indeed, none of them was really sure who was actually fucking her where she shit but it scarcely made any difference. Before the night was over, they each knew there wouldn't be a prick any of them hadn't taken every way possible.
