It was so hot, the sweat poured from Lisa. The heat wouldn't be so bad, she felt, if it wasn't for the humidity.
She was beginning to wish they had not come down here for this visit.
If it had not been for her son, she would have refused the invitation. She had grown-up here, and she remembered how miserable it could often be in the middle of the summer, or even in the middle of the winter, for that matter. If it wasn't steaming, it was so cold a person's teeth would chatter even indoors.
The only thing she found nice about the small farm was the natural cool pool fed by a small stream. It wasn't a very large pool, nor was it very deep. It had been her favorite place when she was growing up here, with its wide, grassy banks and tall trees. It was hidden from the house, and she and Joan had spent many hours, talking and giggling softly, mostly about boys.
She lay back, letting her dress ride above her long, smooth thighs exposed to the hot sun, remembering those days. If she was sure no one would come upon her, she would undress as she and Joan used to do, and splash about in the cool pool. But there was no guarantee that Billy wouldn't find her. It wouldn't do for her son to see her splashing about the pool naked, like a little girl.
Covering her eyes with one arm, she remembered an incident when she was her son's age. It had been a long time since she thought about that, but being here, at the pool, made her recall it clearly.
Joan had always been the aggressive one, always the boldest. Not that Lisa was shy and passive; she just let her sister lead, as befitted an older sister. Two years meant nothing now, but in those days it was a big spread.
She and Joan had been playing in the pool, with no one else home. If their parents were home, they wore their panties, but when they were alone, the panties were taken off, too. She remembered that first time she had seen her sister totally naked. Unlike Lisa, Joan had perky little tits and fuzz on her little pussy. Lisa was jealous about that, until her own tits swelled and curly fuzz sprouted on her cunt.
That day, when they first removed their panties, Lisa had felt funny. There was a warm sensation between her young thighs, a feeling she had never felt before. Just looking at Joan excited her. She had stood still, staring, her eyes glazed slightly. She could see the pink slit of her sister's cunt past the sparse hair.
Lisa could not recall how it happened, but somehow Joan was close to her, taking her small hand and placing it on her firm tit, telling her to feel it. Caught up in the excitement, Lisa had fondled her sister's tits, and didn't protest when Joan urged her to suck them. She found it pleasant to taste the pink nipples in her mouth, feel the hardness, running her tongue over them. Lisa blushed, even now, to remember that she needed no urging to touch her sister's cunt. With a tit in her mouth, she had darted her hand between Joan's slim thighs, and felt her pussy, surprised at how hot and wet it was. Her own little pussy seemed to catch fire as she rubbed and stroked Joan's cunt, while her sister wiggled and moaned in pleasure.
There was something deliciously wicked about it, and Lisa enjoyed what she was doing. That day, though, Joan did not feel her, anywhere.
Lisa remembered that, somehow, one of her fingers was inside her sister's cunt, and she had felt the clutching, gripping sensation as her sister sobbed and twisted with ecstasy. At the time, Lisa had no idea that her sister had come on her finger.
Once the heat was cooled, they splashed in the pool, tossing water at each other and laughing loudly. But then they lay back on the soft grass under the sun, much as she was now doing, letting the heat dry their naked bodies.
Again, Lisa didn't remember how it happened, but somehow she found her sister straddling her face, her cunt close to her mouth. She stared up into her sister's crotch, her eyes not quite focused. She lay there, almost stiffly, and watched as Joan fingered her cunt, rubbing her small clit with one hand, darting a finger into her pussy with the other, wiggling and gasping and moaning. She gazed up at the twisting hips of her sister, her own legs closed very tightly because her cunt was doing very strange things, like getting tight and pulsating.
But when Joan finished making herself come, she didn't swing her leg away, but stayed there, her fingers spreading her pussy open a few inches above Lisa's face. Staring in fascination, Lisa stopped breathing when her sister began to push her cunt closer to her face. She could recall the exact words Joan had used that day.
"Suck my cunt, Lisa," she had said.
Then Joan had grabbed her head and smashed her wet cunt into Lisa's face. At first Lisa tried to resist, but the more she tried to move her face, the harder her sister pushed. She felt the hot wetness on her lips, and inhaled the exciting scent of her sister's cunt.
Lisa, without any further struggles, sucked her sister's cunt.
She had opened her mouth and pressed it around the hot, wet lips of Joan's cunt, her tongue licking and sliding, penetrating, then lapping the soft, hot pussy again. Her hands had come up and grabbed Joan's naked little ass, holding tightly while Joan thrashed and whipped her cunt into her face.
She had brought Joan to an orgasm with her lips and tongue.
Lisa had enjoyed it very much. She didn't understand the feelings Joan experienced, not then, but she had enjoyed herself. The feel of her sister's soft, wet, fiery cunt in her face had excited her.
With the sweat soaking her blouse and skirt, remembering the past incident, Lisa was hardly aware of moving her hand under her skirt, patting her cunt gently as the fire began to grow between her slender thighs. She pulled her arm from her eyes and looked around, making sure she was still alone. Sliding her hand into her panties, she began to rub along the sides of her clit, her ass starting to writhe on the soft grass.
While agitating her clit gently, she let her mind go back again.
A month or so later, Joan had showed Lisa how she used her fingers on her pussy ahnost every night. Lisa had watched with interest, and after her sister brought herself to orgasm, she had Lisa lay back and then she knelt between Lisa's thighs. Lisa squirmed about as her sister fondled her young, hairless cunt, pulling it open and sticking her fingers into it, then pulling at her tiny clit. Joan had manipulated Lisa's clit with one hand, while all the time working her middle finger into Lisa's little hairless cunt.
The explosion Lisa felt almost sent her out of her mind.
When she came, that first time, she thrashed around like a wild person, crying with the unbelievable sensations.
And then, as quickly as it had started, it ended.
Joan discovered boys.
The small farm was a few miles out of the small town, and there were plenty of places a little hot-assed girl could have fun. Joan knew them all. Lisa, like a puppy, followed her sister around constantly, wanting more of what her sister introduced her to. Each night, she played with her cunt in a frenzy, producing orgasm after orgasm with her young body. She never asked Joan to do it for her, not once. She had been too shy, too withdrawn.
She began to follow her sister secretly when she was with a boy, and soon found out why Joan didn't seem to want anymore to do with her. She had crouched in the bushes and watched her sister and the boy, and found herself so excited, she had come without once touching her cunt.
Joan had, once she felt she and the boy were safe, dropped her jeans and panties, and then pulled the boy's cock out of his pants. It was very hard, Lisa saw. It was the first cock she had ever seen, and she stared with awe while her sister stroked it, letting the boy feel her body all he wanted. Joan had stood with her jeans and panties at her ankles, her shirt on, and worked her fist on the boy's cock. In a short time, Lisa saw the liquid gush from his cock, spurting on her sister's stomach.
But he wasn't the only boy Joan tried to hide with.
Lisa managed to find every hiding place her sister had and soon watched a boy fuck Joan. She could hardly believe that the wild, squealing girl with her legs in the air was her sister. The boy had shoved his eock into Joans cunt and when he started stabbing in and out, Joan seemed so wild, Lisa didn't believe it was the same girl.
When the boy came, he jerked his cock from Joan's cunt and squirted it across her thigh. This time Joan didn't get mad; she giggled as if it had been fantastic.
All that summer, Lisa had spied on her sister, watching her fucking the boys. Lisa found it all so exciting, she could barely keep herself from scrambling from the bushes, saying she wanted to get fucked, too.
Finally, she screwed up her courage one night and slipped across the room to Joan's bed.
"Joan, why don't you play with me anymore?" she had asked.
Joan, half asleep, mumbled.
"Joan, if you'd play with me, I'd suck your cunt all you want," Lisa had promised.
But Joan turned her back to her sister.
Lisa knelt at Joan's bed, and still whispering, pulled the sheet from her sister's body. She pulled Joan over to face her, and began to feel her cunt. It seemed different than the first time, hairier and more juicy than Lisa remembered.
"Lisa, you wanna suck my cunt now?" Joan asked.
"Oh, yes, Joan," Lisa breathed, delighted that her sister would play with her again.
"Okay," Joan said, turning crosswise in the bed and spreading her legs wide. "Suck it for me, Lisa."
Eagerly, Lisa pushed her young mouth to her sister's cunt and sucked. As her tongue pushed into Joan's cunt, Lisa realized it was much juicier than before. Her tongue wiggled and licked, while her sister squirmed and squealed with pleasure, clamping her soft, smooth thighs about Lisa's head. Joan held the back of Lisa's head, smashing her cunt hard at her younger sister's face.
"Suck it up, Lisa!" Joan gasped, churning her hips. "Suck it all up! That's it ... stick your tongue real deep in my pussy!"
There was a difference in the taste of Joan's cunt, but Lisa was so delighted to be with her sister this way again, she paid it no mind. As she sucked, her own small pussy vibrated and quivered with a very good sensation. Kneeling at the edge of Joan's bed, Lisa had sucked until Joan came two or three times.
A day or so later, Lisa mentioned how juicy Joan's cunt had been, and her sister had laughed.
"You sure don't know much, Lisa," Joan had taunted. "I had a cock in there before you sucked me. That was a boy's come juice you tasted."
Lisa had been shocked.
All she knew about boys was what she had seen, the times she spied on her sister. She was hurt that Joan would trick her that way.
Now, Lisa glanced around the area. She could hear birds, but otherwise she was quite alone on the soft grass.
She moved her fingers about her cunt, stretching her panties and opening her legs a bit more. Despite remembering how her older sister had tricked her, she was getting aroused with the memories.
The incident caused a fracture in the relationship between Lisa and Joan. Joan went on with her activities, choosing boys when she wanted them, and never again visiting the lake with Lisa, nor having talks as they had had so many times. Lisa, her young passions growing, began to be a lonely figure, the pool her hide-a-way, and she became a chronic masturbator.
After high school, Lisa married, and moved on. There had been little contact between them over the years. She had not seen Joan for some time, and then when their parents passed away and left them, jointly, the small farm, Lisa had been amazed at the beauty of Joan. Joan had not married, but had lived with several men over the years. She had no desire for marriage, as she told everyone. She was content with her life, and during a strained meeting, Lisa agreed to allow Joan to live at the farm. Although Lisa was divorced by this time, she was doing all right for himself and Billy.
She had almost refused the invitation for a visit with Joan, but Billy convinced her. He had seen the farm only once, during his grandparents funeral, and Lisa felt it might be good for Billy to be out of the city for awhile.
They had arrived the day before, and Joan was going on as if there had not been many years of cautious avoidance between them. She had taken to Billy immediately, showing him everything, even the empty fields. Billy explored and explored, his youthful exuberance evident with each discovery he made.
The visit, Lisa decided, was doing her son a world of good.
She sighed, pulling her hand out of her panties. The arousal she had felt was going away. It had never been very good since her divorce. It had not been very good during her marriage, either. Lisa could not fault her husband, because he tried his best. It was her, she felt. There was something within her that held back, not letting her go. In her mind, Lisa wanted to be viM aad exotic and totaSiv abandoned. But there was something stopping her everytime she made the attempt. She had been shy and bashful with her husband, even when he pulled her ass into the air and plunged into her cunt from behind.
The embarrassment was not because of the lewd positions her husband would place her in, fucking her. It was that yearning to let go and be as wild as possible. She simply could not do it, despite the almost overwhelming urge to be wanton.
Getting to her feet, she smoothed her skirt over her shapely hips and long legs. With a last wistful gaze at the pond, she turned and retraced her steps to the house. It was no good lying there with those memories swirling about in her mind. It was frustrating, to say the least, and Lisa didn't need more frustration.
The old house was in good repair, and had two floors, with a porch going around the rear and one side, screened in to keep out insects. The house was modernized inside. All the conveniences were installed, with carpeting on most of the floor and the stairs. All the plumbing had been replaced and the bathroom were as modern as any recently constructed home or apartment.
The house was alone on a small hill, with a graveled drive leading a hundred yards from the country road that seldom had traffic. Various trees shaded it.
She entered the screened porch and looked around at the chairs and tables, most of it wrought iron, painted white. There was still the old porch swing at one end where Lisa had spend many lazy days, rocking back and forth in daydreams. It still had the same, familiar squeak.
Entering the kitchen, she saw how clean it was. The kitchen was huge, an old-fashioned farm-style kitchen, with a big oak table and chairs. Off to one side was a formal dining room, but it was seldom used.
She started to enter the living room, when the voice of her sister caused her to pause.
"... and it would make you feel so good, Billy," she heard Joan say in a low voice.
The sound of her sister's voice, too, was familiar. That was the tone Joan had used when they were small, and Joan was aroused.
She peered past the door carefully, blushing because here she was, spying on her sister again as she had done many years ago.
Joan was standing at the top of the stairs, looking down at Billy, who was sitting on the bottom step. Billy was looking up at his aunt, his right hand curled between his legs.
Lisa stared up at her sister, with her eyes wide.
Joan stood there with her dress pulled up, her panties exposed to Billy, her long, luscious thighs and legs revealed. Joan was tracing a fingertip about the slightly bulging crotch of her panties.
"It's nothing to be afraid of, Billy," Joan was saying in her throaty voice. "You'll love it, I promise. Just let Aunt Joan see it once, and then you can see me ... right here."
Joan cupped her own crotch, jutting her hips forward lewdly.
Lisa felt a sudden irritation toward her sister, but she felt something else, too. A sort of excitement, a thrill in her chest as if she had just gone over the first drop in a speeding roller coaster.
Chapter Two
Lisa had slipped away unnoticed, wringing her hands.
What she had just seen was disturbing. Oddly, it wasn't her son she was worried about. It was herself.
She should have known Joan had not changed, that she would fuck anyone with a cock, including her own nephew. Somehow, this knowledge made the pulses throb in Lisa's body. She wanted to slip back in and watch, see if Joan would expose her cunt to Billy, see what her son would do, and how he would react to the view of Joan's cunt. Lisa wondered if her son sat on the bottom step with a hard-on as he gazed up at his aunt. She had not seen any sign of shyness on his young face, only that open eyed fascination.
She sat on the porch for some time, with a vague feeling of anxiety in her chest. She had no doubts that her sister would take Billy just as far as he would go with her. And how far would her son go?
Surprised at herself, Lisa found herself hoping her son would go all the way with his aunt, fuck her harshly, over and over and over. After a short time, she revised that wish. She really felt no desire to get even with her sister for that long ago trick. If Billy did go all the way with his aunt, Lisa wanted her son to enjoy it.
She sat with her hands in her lap, legs closed with her ankles crossed. There was a fire growing between her thighs, a fire that was making her cunt wet. Already her tits felt swollen, and her nipples pushed at her bra with such sensitivity, she could hardly stand it. Visions floated in and out of her mind, images of Joan sprawled out, legs wide, with her son stabbing his young, hard cock in and out of her sister's cunt.
A low moan bubbled from Lisa's throat, and she pressed her folded hands hard into her lap. Her eyes glazed, and then a rumbling, quick orgasm burst inside her pussy.
When she felt strong enough, she stood up and silently went back into the house. She peered into the living room cautiously, but it was empty.
Lisa, somehow, knew where both of them were.
She went up the stairs very quietly, then down the hall toward her sister's bedroom, the biggest one in the house. Before she reached the door, she could hear their soft whispers.
Pressing her ear to the door, she closed her eyes, hearing every word clearly.
"It has an awful lot of hair, Aunt Joan," she heard her son say, his voice low.
"It's supposed to have hair, darling," Joan replied. "Don't tell me you've never seen a pussy with hair on it before."
"I haven't," Lisa heard her son reply, "I've seen only Janey's, and her pussy doesn't have any hair at all."
Janey, Lisa recalled, was the little girl in the next apartment at their home.
Lisa leaned down, pressing her eye to the big, old-fashioned keyhole, peering into the room. Joan was sitting on the edge of her bed, with her dress high, legs wide open, the crotch of her panties pulled away from her cunt. It was much hairier than Lisa remembered, but then she and Joan were older now. Joan was stroking the slit of her cunt, her eyes smoldering. To one side, close to her right leg, Billy stood. His cock was sticking out from his pants, very hard. Lisa stared at it, hardly breathing.
"You can touch my pussy, Billy," Joan offered her nephew. "I'll let you feel it but... I get to feel your cock, okay?"
Lisa heard her son agree eagerly, then watched his small hand move toward Joan's exposed cunt. Lisa's own hand slipped between her knees toward her pussy as she watched them. She could hear her son's deep, heavy breathing, and see his young body shaking with excitement. She watched him put his hand on his aunt's cunt, then draw it back.
"It's wet, Aunt Joan!" Billy said.
"It's supposed to be wet, darling." His aunt laughed softly. "It's supposed to be very wet. That makes it easy for a nice cock like yours to go in."
Lisa saw. Joan touch her son's cock, and watched as Billy's prick jerked with the contact. As- Joan closed her fingers about his cock, Billy's hand moved to cup her hairy, juicy cunt again. This time, he didn't pull away, but began to rub up and down, his eyes glowing with delight.
"Want to see my tits?" Joan offered, and without waiting for Billy to answer, she opened the top of her dress. Joan's tits spilled free; she was naked there. Billy gasped with pleasure as he stared at his aunt's rounded, firm tits, and at her light-brown nipples that tilted up with hardness.
" 'Touch my tits, too,'' Joan breathed, squeezing his cock and pumping it slowly. "Touch Aunt Joan's cunt and titties, Billy."
"I'm not supposed to say those words," Billy said, but he closed his hand about one of his aunt's tits, squeezing and fondling it while his other hand rubbed her cunt.
"Sure you can," Joan urged gently.
"Mom would be mad if she heard me," Billy said. "She'd be very mad if she knew what we were doing, Aunt Joan."
"Leave your mother to me, honey," Joan said, stroking Billy's cock firmly.
Lisa's hand was on her cunt now, feeling the hot wetness soaking into the crotch of the thin nylon. She began to rub her pussy, sliding her palm up and down, back and forth, pressing lightly, her eye pressed to the oversized keyhole. Joan had Iain back on her bed, with her legs wide open, her dress bunched at her waist and her tits revealed. Still at the side of the bed, Billy stood, but he was feeling Joan's straining tits and her cunt with unhesitating pleasure.
"Take my panties off," Joan whispered. "If you take my panties off, Billy, you can see and feel my pussy much better."
BiUy eagerly slipped his aunt's panties off. Joan lifted her legs, one at a time, so he could remove them from her feet. He held her panties in his hand, gazing down while Joan kept sliding her fist back and forth on his cock.
Lisa could see everything clearly, and her own excitement was growing by leaps and bounds. Seeing her son's cock made her feel so hot and wet, it felt as if she would come as she had sitting on the porch earlier. She pressed her palm hard into her cunt, and stifled a moan of pleasure.
She saw Joan opening Billy's jeans, and then pushing them down. His white shorts went down with them, and Lisa stared at her son's tight ass.
"Get on the bed with me, Billy," Joan was purring. "Get between my legs, baby."
Billy knelt between his aunt's long legs and stared at her vibrating cunt, with his mouth slightly open.
Lisa was hardly breathing as she watched, very excited by what her sister said to Billy. She watched hotly as her sister lifted her upper body to grasp Billy's cock, pulling it toward her hairy cunt. She watched her son's eagerness as he leaned over Joan's body.
Before putting Billy's cock into her cunt, Joan rubbed it about the soft curls, making Billy moan softly. Joan twisted her hips as she ran the head of her nephew's cock through the soft hair, pulling it along her flat stomach.
"Oh, Billy, it's so hot on me!" Joan purred, gliding the head of her nephew's cock about her flesh, and poking it into her deep belly button.
Billy's gaze was burning down on his aunt's jutting tits. His naked ass moved up and down, sliding his cock along his aunt's pussy hair and stomach while Joan pressed the cockshaft.
"Look, Billy," Joan purred softly, "you're getting my stomach all wet and slippery. Does that feel good to you?"
"Yeah, Aunt Joan!" Billy grunted.
Then, startled, Billy came.
Lisa gasped before she could stop the sound as she saw her son's cock gush hot juices over Joan's stomach and pussy hair. It squirted all the way up to her tits.
"Ohhhhh, Billy!" Joan moaned. "You came and I didn't get your cock in my cunt!"
Billy looked sheepish, starting to lift up, but Joan held his cock pressed into her cunt hair.
"No, don't leave yet, baby," Joan whispered hoarsely.
To Joan's delight, and Lisa's surprise, Billy's cock was still as hard as ever. Joan made a deep gurgling sound as she pushed his cock downward, spreading her legs very wide and lifting her cunt.
Lisa saw her son's cock penetrate her sister's pussy, and held her breath as she pressed hard into her own crotch. Joan let out a sigh of pleasure as Billy's prick filled her fiery cunt.
"Go to it, Billy," Joan breathed, looking up into her nephew's eyes. "Fuck away, baby!"
Lisa stared at her son's naked ass pumping up and down. She shoved her fingers into the tight crotch of hr panties, working her middle finger inside her now boiling pussy eagerly.
On the bed, Joan drew her knees back, very high, causing her naked ass to lift from the bed. Billy rammed his cock in and out of the slippery, steamy cunt of his aunt swiftly. Now Lisa could see not only her son's cock darting in and out of the bushy lips of Joan's cunt, but watch his young balls swing, too.
Never before had Lisa seen anyone other than her sister fucking, but those long-ago images remained in her mind. Those images, as exciting as they were, paled as she watched her son fucking her sister. Her son's excitement thrilled Lisa, and she felt almost as excited as her sister did at the moment. She could even hear the wet sounds of his cock sliding in and out, and see the glistening wetness on the cockshaft as he pulled back. The hairs of Joan's cunt sparkled with her juices, and the curving cheeks of her compact ass were wet, too. Joan arched her ass, wiggling it about, gasping as Billy plunged powerfully into her pussy, her exposed tits jiggling with each lunge.
Joan clutched Billy's shoulders tightly, churning her ass to his pounding rhythm, and panting with ecstasy. Billy's arms gave way, and he slumped on top of his aunt, his face buried in her tits, his hands moving instinctively to her lifted ass. Lisa watched her son clasp Joan's twisting ass tightly, and pound even harder and with more fury into her receptive cunt. The soft slaps of his body against Joan's crotch intensified Lisa's excitement, and she began to probe at her cunt with her middle finger as if it, too, was a hard cock.
"Oh, Billy, Billy!" Joan cried out, wrapping her arms about his back, pumping her cunt up and down his stabbing cock. "Ahhh, baby, ram it to me! Fuck Aunt Joan, Billy! Oooooh, you're very good, darling! Give it to me hard!" Billy was grunting as he lunged up and down. He kept his face buried in his aunt's hot tits, squeezing the cheeks of her ass very hard. His balls slapped against her ass, wetly. Joan wrapped her long legs about his back, locking her ankles there, and humped her ass up and down frantically.
Lisa's cunt was boiling hotter than ever, expanding and tightening about her sliding finger. Her clit seemed too big for her tight panties, and as swollen as her son's cock. Squatting and peering through the keyhole, she clutched her right tit through her dress, feeling as if her bra was strangling her. Opening her blouse, she released the pressure on her tit by lifting it free, and found her nipple boring into her palm as she squeezed it almost painfully. Jerking her finger out of her cunt, she began to pinch and twist at her fiery clit, her moans loud, yet she coulnd't stifle them. She was close to orgasm now, and began to smash at her clit with her fingers, rubbing it in an almost brutal, punishing manner.
"Ahhhh, Aunt Joan!" Billy was gasping, his ass bobbing faster and faster. "Ohhhhh, Aunt Joan!"
"Yes, Billy!" Joan cried out, grinding against him, whirling her ass in tight circles. "I'm about to come, too, darling!"
"Do I have to take it out?" Billy groaned, his hips jerking about as his balls swelled.
"No!" Joan almost screamed, her hands racing to his ass, gripping the cheeks hard to prevent him from jerking from her pussy. "I want to feel you come in my cunt!"
With a loud groan that sounded as if he was in pain, Billy slammed down hard, driving his cock deep into his aunt's cunt, then his body shook, finally turning stiff. He had lifted his head from Joan's tits, his face screwed up, eyes bulging, mouth open.
Lisa gasped, the hand on her tit flying to her mouth to cut off the sound. Her cunt went into wild contractions of orgasm, very tight convulsions that were the strongest she had ever felt before.
She saw, with moist, slightly unfocused eyes, Joan lower her ass to be bed, with Billy resting on top of her. Joan stroked Billy's back under his shirt, caressing his trembling, naked ass, her long legs spread around him now.
Lisa's strong orgasm was over, but her cunt was still going through weak spasms, the orgasm lingering as if not wanting to go away. Although her clit was extremely sensitive now, she rubbed it with feathery lightness, still watching them through the keyhole.
Billy lifted, his cock coming out of his aunt's cunt slowly. Joan giggled, looking down at it as he sat back on his heels. "I don't believe it, Billy," she breathed. "I just don't believe you're that good. You're the best fuck I've had in years, and you're not a man yet."
Lisa stared at her son's cock and balls, licking her lips. She remembered the trick Joan had pulled on her, and found herself wishing she could enter the bedroom, and suck her sister's cunt to taste her son's come juice. Joan swung her lovely thighs over the edge of the bed, and Lisa saw how wet her cunt was. She licked her lips again, and found herself disappointed when Joan stood up, her skirt falling. Joan faced the bed, bringing Billy's mouth to her tits.
"Suck my tits just a little, honey," she said, holding the back of his head.
Billy eagerly complied, closing his hot mouth about a stiff nipple and taking it as deep as he could, his hands around his aunt's waist. Lisa watched, finally taking her hand out of her panties. When she stood up, her legs trembled weakly. She leaned against the wall until she felt strength returning to her body, "Billy, that's enough," she heard Joan say, "I've got to take a long bath now, and we don't want your mother to catch us, do we?"
"I'm sure not gonna tell, Aunt Joan," Lisa heard her son say. "I wanna do it again."
"You want to fuck again, right?" she heard Joan say. "If that's what you want, you have to say it like it is, darling."
"Okay, I wanna fuck you again, Aunt Joan," Billy said, stumbling on the word.
"And you will, Billy," Joan laughed in that sultry, throaty way she had. "You'll fuck me as often as we can ... I'd never give up a guy that can fuck like you can."
Lisa slipped away quietly, going to her bedroom and closing the door. She stood, leaning against the door for some time, seeing her son fucking her sister over and over. Surprisingly, she felt ho anger toward either Billy or Joan. What she did feel was an intense excitement that she had not felt in many years. Even now, her cunt was still pulsating, as if it were begging for her fingers once more.
Slowly, she removed her clothing, her panties drenched at the crotch. She had never been so hot, so aroused, in her entire life, and all because she had seen her son fucking her sister.
Tossing her clothing on her bed, she pulled a robe about her body and looked into the hall. Joan had a bathroom in her bedroom, but she and Billy had to use the upstairs hall bath. She walked quickly to it, locking the door and filling the tub.
She was in the bath for a long time . . .
Chapter Three
Lisa did not go down for dinner, pleading a headache.
She wasn't sure she could face her sister after what she had seen. Billy was a different matter. She wanted to see him, and let him know she had watched him fuck his aunt through the keyhole. In the back of her mind, being honest with herself, Lisa knew she wanted her son to fuck her, too. It was the sheer wickedness of it that excited her.
Joan had always been the really wicked sister. Lisa had wanted to be that way, but her shyness held her back. She had always admired Joan for her wild ways, and envied her eagerness to fuck all those boys. Lisa had wanted to fuck them, too. But she had gone into her marriage a virgin, and her husband knew as little about it as she had. Their relationship had not been the best, but Lisa didn't know any better, only that something was missing and she wanted it wilder, with total abandonment. Only once, had she gotten the courage up to suck his cock. It had been her idea, and although her husband went along with it, it had changed his view of her.
After that, what little pleasure they had in sex disappeared.
Lisa had sucked him off, taking his-hot juices into her mouth and swallowing them. She had enjoyed it very much, but her husband thought something was wrong with her, that she was deviate in some way. For a while Lisa believed he was right, but then she realized that if she enjoyed sucking a cock, tasting the hot hardness, her lips tingling,and almost coming when she found her mouth filling with his come juice, then there must be many, many other women in the world who enjoyed it, too.
Lisa was not stupid. She read, and read. Even the novels she read told of women getting sexual pleasures she was missing. She knew there was nothing at all wrong abut sucking a cock off, or entering into sex wildly. If those women in the novels could enjoy it so much, why couldn't she?
It was dark outside, and she could see fireflies darting among the trees from her bedroom window. She had not seen her son or sister since dinner, when she had refused to eat. She wondered if her sister was fucking Billy again, and again, while she stayed hidden in her room. Hidden like a fool, frustrated like a fool. Why did she stay here and let her sister enjoy what she wanted so desperately? Joan had always gotten what Lisa wanted. Joan had always been fucked. It had always been Lisa sucking Joan's cunt,. .and what she usually got in return were Joan's fingers.
Anger swelled inside Lisa. Not anger at her son, but because Joan was getting his cock, not her. She was his mother, Lisa told herself. If anyone fucked Billy, it should be her. She blushed with such thoughts in the darkness. The cheeks of her ass bunched as a tingling ripple moved through her cunt. After her bath, she had put her jeans on, but the seam in the crotch pressed at her cunt, tormenting her until she had to change.
She looked at her bedside clock.
Billy would be in his room, alone, . .she hoped.
Making a quick decision, she left her room and walked toward her son's room, She saw him sleeping when she opened the door. Billy had never been able to sleep in total darkness, and a dim light burned near his bed. She walked quietly to his bed, looking down at him. He seemed so young, sleeping peacefully.
She gently pulled the sheet from his body. He slept in white jockey shorts, and she gazed at his crotch hotly. Still being quiet, she shoved her hands under her skirt and slipped out her panties. Dropping them to-the floor, she sat on the side of her son's bed, and ran a caressing hand along his bare chest.
"Billy?" she whispered.
Billy made a soft moan.
"Billy, please, wake up."
Billy mumbled, then asked, "Aunt Joan?"
"No, darling, it's mother," Lisa said, her voice shaking.
"Mom? What are you doing here?" he ask-
ed, coming fully awake.
"I have to talk to you, honey," Lisa said, resting her hot palm on his chest, feeling hin breathe.
"Is something wrong&"
"No, nothing is wrong," she murmured, sliding her hand to his stomach, struggling to keep from grabbing his cock. "I've got to talk to you about. . .today."
"What about today, Mom?"
Billy lifted up in the bed, leaning against the headboard. Lisa's hand had dragged along the front of his shorts as he pullled up in the bed, and the brief touch of his cock on her fingers sent a wild heat through her body. Now her hand rested on his thigh, only a few short inched from his crotch. Her hand trembled, but she left it there.
"I know, Billy," she whispered. "I saw you and. . .my sister."
"Aw, Mom," Billy said, avoiding her intense gaze.
"No, I did," she said. "I watched through the keyhole. I saw everything, Billy."
"Am I in trouble now?" he asked.
"No, not trouble," Lisa answered.
Holding her breath, she slipped her palm higher on his thigh, watching for his reaction. When her son said nothing more, but watched her hand, she went on, in a low voice.
"I saw you on her bed, and how you, . .did it to her, darling."
"What are you gonna do, Mom?" Billy asked, trembling now. "Are we gonna leave and go home?"
"No, . .not yet," Lisa whispered, leaning toward her son, her fingers slipping higher.
She could feel his shorts, just barely, on the tip of her lingers how.
"But, baby. . .Iwant. . .Mother needs. . ."
As her voice stopped, her palm cupped his crotch, feeling his hot balls and the edge of his cock.
Bily gasped, his body jerking.
Lisa darted her mouth to his, pressing her lips against his and kissing him hotly, wetly, her fingers curling about his young balls. For a moment Billy didn't respond, and she started to pull back.
Then his arms were around her, holding her tightly, his lips kissing her back. Lisa moaned into her son's mouth and moved her fingers until she was gripping his cock through his tight shorts. She felt her son's cock swell, start to throb, and she squeezed it hard, bringing a moan from her son. With this encouragement, Lisa darted her tongue past his teeth, licking the insides of he son's mouth. Billy clutched her tightly, and began to suck at her tongue with instinct. Lisa's cunt swelled, the lips quivering as her clit became very hard.
"Ohhh, baby!" she whimpered, pulling her mouth from his. ^Tve got to do it! I want to doit!"
Her hand darted feverishly down the front of her son's shorts, grasping his cock and lifting it out. She clutched his cock tightly, pumping wildly up and down, making Billy gasp with the frenzy of her fist.
"Not so fast, Mom!" he cried out. "You"ll make me come!"
"You came for your Aunt Joan," Lisa hissed, releasing his cock and grasping his hot, young balls. "You came all over her stomach, in her hair and in her. . ."Lisa sucked in a deep breath, then let it out explosively, "In her cunt!"
Billy's cock was throbbing and dripping, his balls on fire. He saw the wild expression on his mother's face, and saw the heat in her eyes as she dug into his tender balls.
. "Not so hard, Mom," he moaned.
"I'm sorry," she said softly, bringing her hand back to his cock and very tenderly sliding her fist up and down the cockshaft. "It's ben such a long time for me, I must seem crazy to you."
"No, not crazy, Mom," Billy said.
"Is it okay?" she asked, nervously. "I mean, for me to hold you like this, feel your. . ."
"My cock, Mom," Billy said.
"Yes, your cock!"
Lisa stared down at it, watching the smoothe, satiny cockhead poke up from her tight fist. His piss hole gleamed wetly in the dim light. She ran her thumb over it, smearing his juices on the hot cockflesh.
"Do you wanna fuck me, too, Mom?" Billy asked.
She looked onto his eyes for a long time. Then she nodded her head, once and quick, lowering her eyes bashfully, but gripping his cock as if it would disappear if she ever turned it loose. "Aunt Joan said it was okay to say it," Billy said.
After a deep breath, Lisa answered. "She's right, honey. If you want something, you have to ask for it, explicitly. And. . .I do want to fuck you!"
Her pulses raced excitedly, and her cunt was very juicy, puckering with eagerness.
"I do want to fuck you, Billy," she said quickly. "I want to feel your cock in my cunt, fucking in and out. I want to feel you come in my cunt and fill me up with it! I want to. . .want to. . ."
With a moan, she darted her face down, running her tongue over the head of her son's cock, mewling mindlessly. She licked at his cock, tasting the juices, sliding her fist up and down it, bringing more to her lips and tongue. Billy gasped at her sudden movement, one hand on the back of her head lightly. He stared down at the wildness of his mother's tongue sliding about his cockshaf t, over the cockhead and probing his piss hole.
With an animal-like cry, Lisa closed her mouth over her son's cock and pushed her lips down onto the base. Her mouth was full, the hot hardness making her lips tingle. She tasted the familiar taste of hr sister's cunt on her son's cock, and her mind flared with hunger.
She began to suck furiously, sliding her lips up and down her son's cock in a frenzied move-
ment. Billy watched, startled, but not wanting to say anything or stop his mother. The feel of her mouth was fantastic on his cock, so hot and wet, and her tongue seemed everyplace at once.
Lisa cupped her son's fiery balls as her mouth gobbled greedily. This was the second cock she had ever had in her mouth, and she found her cunt going through a series of small explosions, each a litle stronger than the last. She was coming, and found it hard to believe. She was coming while she sucked her son's cock.
"Mom, you gotta stop!" Billy cried out.
He was twisting and squirming his ass,his balls tight, his prick about to let go.
Lisa understood, and lifted her mouth. Her lips felt swollen, as if bruised. She looked into her son's shining face, her eyes sparkling with the heat of her desire. She squeezed his balls tightly, then grabbed his cock once more, pounding it with her fist.
"Mom, you're gonna make me come!" Billy yelped.
Turning his cock loose, she pressed her mouth back to his, kissing him wetly. "I'm going to make you come, baby," she whispered in a hoarse voice.
She pushed her son flat onto the bed, and stripped his jockey shorts from his body. Billy watched her, no longer fearful, but anxiously. She was acting much more diferently than he had ever seen. Usually she was calm, not so emotional, but now.
"I can make you come as good as Joan," Lisa was saying, almost under her breath. "Mother can fuck you as good as she can, Billy! I have everything you aunt has, and I know how to use my pussy as good as she does."
While her son lay flat on his back watching her, Lisa climbed onto his bed and spread her knees around his thighs.
" 'You think your aunt has a cunt, baby?'' she hissed. "Then look at this cunt!"
She jerked her skirt to her waist, using the fingers of her other hand to spread the hairy, swollen lips of her pussy in front of her son's hot eyes. Her clit was bulging out with hardness, her inner thighs slippery from the seeping fluids of her cunt.
"I can do everything with this cunt that your aunt can, baby!" she insisted hotly. "My cunt hasn't had as many cocks in it, but I can fuck you just as hotly as she can!"
Lisa pushed her hops forward as she straddled her son's thighs, exposing her cunt to him, the cheeks of her ass bunching. Billy gazed at his mother's cunt with excited eyes. He licked his lips, his hands starting for her thighs, then drawing back.
"You'll get a chance to feel me up," Lida hissed. "But you're going to get fucked first!" You want some pussy, you can have mother's pussy!"
She pushed her knees upward, her cunt an insh above the head of her son's straining cock. She started to push down on him, when Billy grunted. Lisa made a low gurgling sound as she felt the hot juices of his cock spurting over the lips of her hairy cunt. She leaned forward and watched his cock spewing in rapid spurts, drenching her cunt. She moaned, her eyes filming over.
"Oh, Billy! Me, too!"
Her cunt contracted with orgasm as he came over her. She could even fel a spurt on the inside of her pussy lips, then on her clit. She bit at her bottom lip to keep from screaming, the orgasm was so intense.
She knelt above him, shaking until the spasms ended.
And Billy's cock was still very hard.
"Ohhhh, darling!" she moaned.
She slammed her cunt down, sliding swiftly onto her son's cock, pressing the hairy lips hard at the base. Immediately her cunt grabed his cock and went off into orgasm again. Lisa's head jerked up, her eyes bulging, her mouth gaping as she came, and her pussy squeezing hard at the base of her son's cock.
Billy, feeling his mother's cunt squeeze, lifted his head from the bed, his fingers clasping her hips. He gritted his teeth, feeling as if her too, were going to come again, his juice sucked out of his balls by the tight, fiery wetness of her pussy.
Before lie came, though, Lisa sighed and relaxed, sitting on his hard cock.
"Billy. . ." Lisa whispered. "Now what?"
He looked up at her, just as nervous. He still held her hips, her skirt still high. He glanced at her cunt, seeing only the thick, soft hair, but feeling her pussy vibrate about his cock.
"I guess we're gonna fuck now, Mom," he finally said.
Lisa trembled, her knees squeezing him.
After her intense orgasms, she felt her courage fading. "Billy," she said, almost shyly, a blush on her lovely cheeks, "do you want me to - " her fingers fumbled with the buttons of hr blouse " - you know, like Joan. . .show you my. . .tits?"
Billy nodded his head, a grin splitting his face.
"Yeah, Mom, show me your tits!"
Lisa's fingers shook as she unbuttoned her blouse, but her cunt was pulling and tightening at the base of his cock. She could feel her son's powerful throbs deep inside her pussy, his balls, so hot and full, resting at the crack of her ass. She got her blouse open, and jerked it from her arms. Billy gasped when he saw the firm, uplifted tits of his mother, her nipples long and dark pink. She sat on top of him, drawing her shoulders back to make her tits stand out. She drew her son's hands up from her hips, closing his palms about each of her tits.
"Hold them, honey," she breathed. "Please, hold mothr's tits because . . . oh, Billy, I'm going to fuck you good!"
She began to twist and bounce up and down on his cock, grinding her hips sideways, then humping back and forth. She was fucking her son the way she wanted to fuck, wild and with a full lack of inhibitions.
Billy stared at her hairy cunt sliding up and down his cock. The scant hair at the base of bis cock was matted to his flesh with wetness, and the hair about his mother's cunt was just as matted.
"Ohhhh, Billy!" Lisa gasped, leaning over him and pulling her knees back a little. "Mother is really fucking you now!"
With her hands on each side of her son's head, her tits bobbing above his face, she rammed her cunt up and down his cock hard, smashing his ass into the mattress. The wet sounds seemed loud, her cunt sucking at his cock with each lunge. She lowered a nipple to his mouth.
"Suck it!" she hissed. "Suck mother's tit. . . because I'm going to fuck you until you come in my cunt! I'm going to fuck your beautiful, hard cock and make you fill my pussy up with hot juice!"
While her ass banged frantically up and down, Billy began to suck at one of her long pink nipples greedily, his hands digging into her slender thighs, his hips arching up to meet the lunge of her fiery cunt. Lisa was crying out with mindless ecstasy, her cunt very tight on her son's prick.
Her clit felt enormous, scraping at the hot cockshaft with each up and down thrust. Her arms shook, but she braced herself as her ass danced and wiggled. Billy's mouth was filled with her hot tit, his tongue lapping, teeth nibbling, his suction strong.
"Ohhhhh, Billy!"
She plunged hard onto his cock, and bit into her lip as she came, the orgasm sudden. Her cunt grabbed his cock tightly, sucking and pulling as she smashed onto it. Billy pulled harder on her tit with his mouth, his hands sliding to her hips and cupping her shaking, naked ass, holding her down on his cock as tight as he could.
When the orgasm ended, Lisa began fucking him again, just as wildly, sliding her juicy cunt rapidly from cockbase to cockhead.
"Hold my ass, Billy!" she shouted. "Hold my ass tight!"
Billy clutched his mother's thrashing ass, his fingers digging into the satiny cheeks, straining his cock up into her cunt.
He pulled his mouth from her tit. "Mom, I'm gonna come!"
"Yes!" Lisa shouted, and rammed onto his cock just as hard as before, lifting her head as she started coming again.
Billy grunted loudly, his cock spewing the scalding juices of his young balls into his mother's clasping pussy rapidly. Each spurt of his come juice sent Lisa into tremors of ecstasy.
As the convulsions ended, Lisa slumped on her son, his cock inside her pussy. She felt his juices sliding out, and moaned softly as she lifted from him. She sat on the side of his bed, radiant, still shaking gently. She gave him a nervous smile, which was returned by Billy.
"I guess we did it, didn't we?" she said softly.
"I'd say we did, Mom." He grinned.
Lisa gazed at her son for a long tinr, and moved her eyes away when he began to squirm. She stroked his thigh, seeing how wet his cock and balls were. She couldn't resist, and leaned down, kissing his wet cock tenderly. She moved her tongue out and licked, then pulled his cock into her mouth, sucking it lovingly, tasting them both.
"Was I good? " she asked hesitantly when she lifted her mouth.
"Yeah, Mom!" he said enthusiastically.
"Better than my sister?"
Billy didn't know how to answer that. He looked away, then back at her.
"Well?"
"You're better, Mom," he finally said.
Lisa smiled with satisfaction.
"Sleep tight, darling," she whispered, kissing his forehead. She parted his cock and balls. "Don't use it up with your aunt . . . Mother is going to want more of it. A lot more."
She left her son after pulling the sheet over him again.
Chapter Four
Although Lisa was a bit shy the next day with her son, she looked boldly at him from lowered lashes, with a small grin on her face. Billy, though, experienced no such shyness. He strutted around like the cock of the walk, and Lisa thought, well, why not? He's here on this farm with two women putting out for him - his mother and his aunt. What kid wouldn't walk proudly?
In her tight jeans and a man's shirt, tied beneath her tits. Lisa was ready to spend some time looking over the place of her childhood. She had wanted to take Billy with her, but he had discovered an old, still working, tractor in one of the sheds. It did not take him long to beg Lisa to let him try and drive it around a huge field.
After last night, Lisa found it difficult to refuse her son anything. She watched him fire up the old relic, and get it into the big field, where he went chugging off, waving over his shoulder, laughing like the young boy he was. The tractor was big, and he looked so small, sitting on it.
But there's nothing so little about his cock, she thought to herself.
"Are you still here?" Joan said, coming up behind Lisa, who was standing at the foot of the porch. "I thought by this time you'd be off someplace."
Lisa wanted to tell her sister that it was her business, and besides, wasn't Joan having fun when she was out of the house? But she turned and smiled at Joan, unable to stay moody now.
Joan was a tall, slender beauty with russet-colored hair. They hardly looked like sisters, except around the eyes and lips. Both were also tall, slender, and both had extremely attractive bodies. Where the lack of resemblance came in was their hair. Lisa had dark, brown hair, almost black. Also she had a light olive color to her flesh, whereas Joan was all white, hardly tanned, even living in this steaming climate. Although two years older than Lisa, Joan really appeared younger.
"I enjoy being alone," she said, picking up a thin stick and slapping her jeans with it. "You should remember."
Joan came close to her sister, her eyes soft. She lifted her hand and caressed Lisa's cheek. "I remember, Lisa, and I regret - "
"No, you don't," Lisa answered. "You were having too much fun to worry about your little sister."
Joan placed her hand on Lisa's shoulder. "Lisa, let's make up and be friends. Gome on, that was a long time ago."
Lisa shrugged the hand off, and started toward the brush-covered trail leading to the pond. She could hear the old tractor chugging away with Billy having fun, but she could no longer see it.
At the pond, she sat down, drawing her knees back and resting her chin on them, gazing at the mirror-smooth pond, hugging her legs. What she had done last night with her son had been fantastic, and she admitted it. She had surprised herself, but it had worked out just fine. She ran her tongue over her lips, wishing the taste of him was still there.
The crunch of footseps caused her to turn.
"Our little hide-a-way," Joan said coming to stand at Lisa's side. "You know, I've been living here for some time, and I've only come to this place a few times. It brings back a lot of memories, doesn't it, Lisa?"
"Too many memories," Lisa responded.
Joan sat down at her sister's side, and they sat gazing at the pond in silence. Like Lisa, Joan was in jeans and boots.
"Billy is getting big, isn't he?" Joan said softly.
Without looking at Joan, Lisa said, her voice low, but firm. "Joan, you leave my son alone."
"Why, what are you saying, Lisa?"
Lisa turned her head, looking at her sister. "I said to keep your hands off my son."
"Hey, what is this?" Joan asked, eyes wide and so innocent-looking, "I'm not bothering
Billy."
They sat looking at each other, Lisa determined to keep her son out of her sister's hot hands. There was nothing she could do about yesterday. That was over, done with, and it had given her the courage to fuck her son. But after what Joan had pulled on her when they were small, she didn't want Joan to fuck her son.
"Lisa ..." Joan said softly. "What's bothering you, honey? You've been so, well, cool for a great many years."
Lisa waited a moment, then asked: "How do you stay so young looking, Joan?"
Joan let out a husky laugh. "Just lucky, I guess."
"Maybe it's all those hard cocks you got when we were kids," Lisa almost spat. "Maybe all that fucking does it. Tell me, are you still getting fucked regularly, Joan?"
Joan, instead of being angry, laughed, her eyes dancing brightly.
. "Not as much as I'd like," she said. "Enough, but not enough, if you know what I mean." She sobered. "Is that what's been eating at you, Lisa? Because I started fucking before you, and the boys starting sniffing and well... I was sniffing, too. Besides, It's silly to hold a grudge for something as silly as that."
"I know all that, now," Lisa said. "I had no tits and no hair on my cunt. What boy wanted to fuck something like me? But that isn't all."
Joan continued to look at Lisa, a smile playing about her lips. "Is this my little sister talking about cunt and tits?"
They stared into each other's eyes, and as if it was the most natural thing to do, moved toward each other. When Joan's lips pressed against hers, Lisa felt that familiar sensation between her thighs. They kissed lightly, but for a long time. When Joan cupped one of Lisa's firm tits, Lisa pulled back.
"I don't think we should start that again," she whispered, her voice shaking.
Joan ignored her. She ran her palm along the back of Lisa's jeans-clad thigh lightly caressing up and down. "We used to really have fun here, didn't we?"
"You did, maybe," Lisa replied, unable to stop the tremor of her body.
"I don't understand, Lisa," Joan said softly, sliding her fingers toward the crotch of Lisa's tight jeans. "I thought you were enjoying it, too."
When Joan's fingers brushed the tight crotch of her jeans, Lisa gasped softly, but didn't move her sister's hand.
"Oh, I enjoyed it, Joan," she said in a low voice. "But you never did-do that to me. You always used your fingers with me, and then that last time . . . "
Understanding came to Joan's face. She pulled her hand away and sat up, her saucy tits straining beneath her shirt. Her nipples protruded like two hard bullets.
"I remember," she whispered. "Lisa, I don't know why I let you do that then. You begged me, and I was still . . . you know, hot. I didn't come when that asshole fucked me, and I wanted to very much."
"You should have told me," Lisa said.
"I didn't think you'd notice the difference."
"The difference?" Lisa's eyes flashed. "Joan, I certainly knew what your pussy tasted like."
"I was younger then," Joan tried to make amends.
"That isn't important now. What is important is that you let me lick your pussy after that boy came in it. You should have told me."
"I know that now," Joan said.
They were quiet for a while, gazing pensively at the lake. Then Joan pushed her lips to her sister's cheek, kissing it gently.
"You know the difference now, don't you?"
Lisa nodded her head. "Yes, I've tasted a cock - once."
Lisa proceeded to tell Joan about her husband, about her intense frustration, but most of all, about her shyness and lack of nerve concerning sexual matters. When she finished, she had tears in her eyes.
"I'm sorry, honey," Joan soothed, brushing over her sister's tits, then down to her thigh. Lisa sat with her legs straight out now, and she watched as Joan's hand caressed her jeans-clad flesh, her fingers touching lightly at the tight crotch. "I wish I had done more for you back then. But you must understand, Lisa, I was just as young. I was selfish in my own desires. I just didn't consider yours, and I'd love to try and make up for it."
Her hand cupped Lisa's crotch meaningfully, pressing gently. Joan purred into Lisa's ear, her wet tongue tickling Lisa's ear lobe.
Lisa felt her cunt responding to the soft touch of her sister's hand, and lifted her head to the sun. Joan's lips brushed over her cheek to her mouth, and as she felt them, her own lips parted. The sweet tongue of her sister slipped slowly into her mouth, and Lisa moaned. When Joan opened Lisa's shirt and lifted her bra, cup-
ping her tit, Lisa lay back, letting Joan play with her tits. When Joan leaned down and licked sweetly at the stiff nipples, Lisa began to squirm her ass on the soft grass.
While sucking at Lisa's tits, Joan worked at the button and zipper of the almost skin-tight jeans. Lisa did not resist. When Joan sat up and began to pull at her jeans, Lisa lifted her ass, raising her legs to help. Wearing only her shirt, now open, Lisa was naked. Joan knelt between Lisa's long, satiny thighs, gazing down at the bushy, pink pussy. She moved her hands up Lisa's thighs and ran her fingers through the soft curls, then opened Lisa's cunt.
"Lovely," Joan mewled. "You've grown up, Lisa. Your cunt is still so lovely. Such soft pussy hair."
Almost breathless with desire, Lisa gazed up at her sister, lifting her hips, and offering her dripping cunt. Joan ran her tongue over her lips, lowering her face. She kissed Lisa's cunt, then buried her mouth in it, sucking at the swollen lips.
"Ohhh, God, Joan!" Lisa cried out, bucking upward, her hands grabbing the back of her sister?s head. "Ohhhh, yes, Joan!"
Joan's tongue darted and stabbed at her sister's cunt, fucking wildly, her face grinding and twisting. She made soft slurping sounds, her tongue lapping up and down the cuntslit, twirling about Lisa's bulging clit.
"Ohhh, Joan, lick me!" Lisa sobbed, whipping her ass about, churning her cunt into the sucking, licking mouth. "Lick me hard! Ohhhh, this is what I wanted, too!"
Joan cupped Lisa's bunching ass, holding her crotch up, mouthing her pussy in a frenzy. Her tongue moved swiftly in and out of the wet, soft cunt, plunging like a cock, fucking her. Digging her fingers into Lisa's ass, Joan smashed her face hard at the pussy.
With a cry, Lisa banged her cunt into Joan's open mouth.
"Ohhh, Joan, yes!" she sobbed. "Oh, God, Joan! Your tongue ... my cunt! Ooooh, I'm about to come so soon! Eat me, Joan! Suck my cunt hard!"
Lisa wrapped her long legs about her sister's shoulders, clamping her hot, inner thighs tight. She bucked powerfully, her head twisting.
"No, Joan! Ohhhh, yes, now!"
Joan rammed her tongue deep into her sister's cunt, twisting it about the satiny interior, her face slippery with pussy juices. She clung to
Lisa's bucking ass, feeling the hair-rimmed pussy clutching her tongue with a squeezing action, keeping Lisa coming as long as she could.
Slowly, Lisa calmed down.
Joan held her ass, following Lisa's pussy down with her mouth tight into it. Then she lifted her mouth, kissing Lisa's still quivering cunt tenderly.
Lisa gazed up with soft eyes, smiling at Joan. "After that, I can almost forgive you for that trick," she said softly. "Almost, but then there's something else."
"Whatever it is, Lisa," Joan said, stretching out beside her, and reaching out to fondle Lisa's naked tits, twisting and pulling her pretty nipples, "it isn't important any longer. I know I should have licked you when we were kids, now. If you'll let me, I'll make up for all those times you sucked me off and I left you dry."
"You used your fingers," Lisa reminded Joan.
" 'Yes, but fingers aren't the same as a tongue or a cock, a nice, big, hard cock. I don't have a cock, Lisa, but I have a very hungry mouth."
"It's about my son - "
Joan cut her words off with her lips.
Chapter Five
Both Lisa and Joan undressed on the soft grass near the pond. Lisa gazed at her sister's body, seeing little change since they were younger. Joan's tits were firm and upstanding, with a small waist and wide hips. The hair of her cunt was a dark rust color. Her legs were very long and satiny in texture, and her ass was round and firm.
They looked at each for a while, then fell into each other's arms, kissing wetly, tits smashed against tits. Their hands moved over firm asses and thighs, squirming pussies together. Breathing came hot and fast as they knelt on the grass, still clutching each other.
Lisa found herself on top of her sister, her knees open with her cunt over Joan's face, her own pushing down at the juicy, wet pussy of her sister. Clutching Joan by her naked ass, Lisa lifted her and began to suck hard at her inflamed clit. At the same time, Joan ran her hands up to Lisa's spreading ass, pulling her cunt down and into her open mouth. Lisa was no young girl now, and her passions had grown. She had lost some of her shyness the night before when she fucked her son. She clawed at Joan's ass, spreading it wide, and rubbing her sister's asshole while her tongue darted and licked, sucking hot juices into her mouth. She squirmed her own cunt hard into Joan's face.
Devouring each other, gasping and panting, they thrashed on the grass, with Joan's naked - ass bucking up and down, while Lisa clamped her satiny thighs about her sister's face and churned frantically. As her finger rubbed at the crinkled; tight asshole of Joan, she felt her sister returning the favor. She arched her ass, pushing her ass ring at the finger, and gasped when her sister pushed it into her asshole. Now and then, Lisa lifted her head to squeal with ecstasy, pushing her cunt hard into her sister's face.
Joan slurped wetly, dragging her tongue from Lisa's throbbing clit, along her cunt slit, then thrusting her tongue deeply. Lisa groaned into Joan's juicy cunt as she probed into it, her tongue and lips wild with rapture.
They were so absorbed in their ecstasy, they failed to realize that the sound of the tractor was no longer audible. They did not know Billy had finally tired of his game, and had gone in search for them. He had come upon his mother and aunt, not trying to be quiet at all because he had not expected to see them with their faces buried in each other's cunt. He stood just inside the bushes, watching with big eyes, his cock straining inside his pants. He could see his mother's ass plainly, and his aunt sticking her finger in and out of her asshole, and watch his aunt's tongue lap hungrily at Lisa's hairy cuntslit. He pulled his cock out and began to stroke it as he watched them.
Something caused Joan to open her eyes and tilt her head backwards. She saw Billy, who had moved a bit closer, his hard cock in his hand. Joan considered telling Lisa her son was watch-
ing them, but instead rammed her face back into the bushy, fiery cunt instead, plunging her finger more vigorously into her sister's squeezing asshole.
Lisa let out a muffled squeal into her sister's cunt and wiggled her naked ass wantonly. She pulled the hairy lips of Joan's pussy open, and shoved her tongue as far as she could into the wet heat. Joan humped her pussy up and down, wrapping one leg behind Lisa's head.
Billy, knowing his aunt had seen him, came closer yet, and stopped about three yards away, staring at his mother's squirming, naked ass, watching Joan's tongue flick in and out of her cunt. His cock throbbed and dripped in his hand.
Lisa, not knowing her son was watching them, banged her cunt up and down against her sister's mouth frantically as she felt an orgasm growing hotly inside her. The finger sliding back and forth in her asshole enhanced the wild sensations she was feeling. With a long, muffled cry, Lisa slammed her cunt hard into her sister's mouth, coming in rippling waves of rapture.
The spasms created a tight grip around her sister's finger inside her asshole, and Joan could no longer stab it back and forth. Her tongue lapped wetly up and down Lisa's convulsing cunt, making sure that Billy could watch it.
Billy's young face showed his excitement, and Joan winked up at him.
"Oh, God, Joan!" Lisa breathed as her orgasm faded. "That was so good! It's about time you licked me, too."
Lisa rolled from her sister weakly, sprawling on her back with her legs spread wide.
Then she saw her son.
With a shriek, she sat up, covering her tits and cunt with embarrassment.
"Billy! Go away, damn it!" she shouted. "Oh, God, Joan! My son saw us!"
Unconcerned, Joan sat up, her shapely tits jiggling slightly as she grinned. Her face glistened wetly with pussy juice.
Billy did not go away. He stood there with his hard cock in his hand, looking from his mother to his aunt. Even though she was very embarrassed to be caught by Billy, licking pussy with her sister, Lisa still saw his cockhead bulging from his fist and dripping hotly.
Joan laughed, a deep, husky sound. "It's too late now, Lisa," she said. "I'd say Billy has seen enough to get one nice hard-on."
Lisa shot her sister a glance. "I know all about it, Joan," she hissed. "I tried to tell you before. I saw you with him, fucking him."
"Okay with me," Joan grinned. "You can watch anytime, Lisa."
"Joan, he's my son and your nephew!"
"I know," Joan flashed a wicked grin. "Isn't that nice?"
Listening to them, Billy let go of his cock, and squatted before them. Lisa tried, and failed, not to look at her son's cock sticking out so hard from his pants. She felt their face burn when her sister began to openly stroke her wet cunt as her son watched. Joan lifted her hips a bit, and pushed a finger into her cunt a few times.
"Fingerfucking myself is fun, but I'd rather have a nice hard cock in my cunt, wouldn't you, Lisa?"
"Joan!" Lisa gasped, still trying to conceal her naked tits and cunt from her son.
"Lisa, you've got to realize you're not a little girl anymore," Joan said. "We're all grown up now. What's so terrible about me fucking my nephew in view of the things we did at his age?"
For a moment Lisa couldn't answer, then she said, her voice very low and shaky, "I guess you're right, Joan."
"I know I'm right,'' her sister replied, lifting a hand to motion Billy closer. "And since you've already seen that pretty Cock in my cunt, and Billy turned hard seeing us, then what's to hide anymore?"
Billy had came close to his aunt, on his feet. She looked into his face and he grinned at her, pushing his cock forward to his aunt's hands. Lisa watched her sister close her fingers about her son's cock and jerk it slowly. Watching this, her arm dropped from her tits, but she kept her other hand cupped between her thighs.
Joan flashed a wicked look at Lisa, and darted her tongue out, licking it around Billy's swollen cock, then lapping the seeping juices from his piss hole. Lisa gasped, her eyes lustful.
"Lisa, since you've seen your son's cock in my cunt," Joan said in a throaty voice, "you might as well watch me suck him off."
"Joan, please - " Lisa said, but her voice had no strength.
Joan closed her lips about her nephew's cock, sliding them down until she pressed them at his open fly. Holding Billy's cock this way, she opened his pants and pulled them down. She had to take his cock from her mouth to get his shorts past it, but quickly sucked it back in. Lisa was hardly breathing as she watched, feeling her cunt vibrating against her palm.
Joan closed her hands around Billy's young ass, moaning softly as his cock probed her throat. Her eyes closed with ecstasy, then opened again to see, from the corners, how Lisa was taking this.
Lisa was taking it with increasing excitement.
She had slipped closer, still cupping her cunt, eyes burning with desire as she watched Joan's tight lips slide up and down on Billy's cock. The soft sounds her sister made added to her excitement. Joan was sitting on the grass, her knees bent and up around Billy's legs, sucking on his cock and holding his ass.
She saw her son's balls smash at Joan's chin, and took her hand from between her legs and shoved it to her sister's open pussy. She rubbed at Joan's clit, watching her son's cock slide in and out of Joan's greedy mouth.
Joan slipped her mouth off Billy's cock. "Want to suck it, Lisa?"
"No!" Lisa panted.
"You don't know what you're missing," Joan said. "Here, hold his balls for me, then."
Joan lifted Lisa's hand from her cunt and cupped her fingers about Billy's balls. Lisa didn't pull away, but squeezed her son's balls as she watched her sister start sucking on his jerking cock again. She twisted and pulled her son's hot balls as she watched. Joan was doing what she had wanted to do the night before - suck her son's cock off into her mouth.
"Mmmmm," Joan purred, sliding her lips back and forth. Her lips were touching the seeping piss hole. She whispered: "This is so hard and hot, Lisa. You should really suck his cock. Ooooh, such sweet juices dripping out of it!"
If Joan had not swallowed her son's cock immediately, Lisa felt she would have taken it into her mouth. But Joan gulped it down, and began to suck faster, sliding her lips from cockhead to the base, squeezing Billy's ass hard. Lisa clung to his hot balls, her eyes blazing as she watched. Billy rested his hand on his mother's head, his legs shaking as he fucked into his aunt's hot, wet mouth. He had said nothing so far, but darted his eyes from his mother's to his aunt's stretching lips on his cock.
Joan sucked faster and faster, feeling Billy's cock grow harder yet inside her mouth. She made wet sounds that excited Lisa.
With a low groan, Billy came, gushing a hot spurt of come juice into his aunt's mouth. Joan, with a quick gulp, suddenly pushed his cock out of her mouth and grabbed it quickly in a fist. She turned Billy's cock sideways, and before Lisa could react, Billy was coming in her face. The hot spurts drenched her nose and chin, and when she opened her mouth to gasp, a hot squirt of come juice spattered onto her tongue.
"Take it, Lisa!" Joan hissed.
Mindlessly, with her cunt suddenly exploding with orgasm, Lisa closed her lips about the piss hole of her son's gushing cock. Joan pounded her fist back and forth, jacking Billy off into Lisa's mouth. The hot, burning spurts entered her throat, and Lisa swallowed in mindless hunger, her tongue flapping about his piss hole. - "That was a lousy thing to do," Lisa complained when her son finished coming. Her face gleamed wetly in the sun, her son's come juice, dripping from her chin and onto her tit.
Joan rubbed the drop of come juice into Lisa's nipple, grinning widely.
"I didn't see it that way, Lisa," she said. "You've got to admit you sucked his juice right out of his hot balls once you had a taste."
lisa glanced shyly up at her son. A small grin spread over her face.
Billy returned the grin, then sat down, his jeans and shorts at his ankles, resting his chin on his knees. Lisa gazed at his cock and balls, then looked at her sister.
"It was still a lousy trick, and you're not going to pull any more on me from now on."
"What do you mean by that?" Joan asked, laughing.
"I'm going to watch you more closely," Lisa replied.
"Even when I'm fucking your son's wonderful cock?"
Lisa drew in a deep breath, her naked tits rising. She nodded her head. "Especially when you're fucking Billy."
"Is that all you're going to do, watch? I mean, how can you ever stop sucking that sweet cock now that you know what it tastes like?"
Lisa, fighting back a blush, said boldly: "I'm not going to stop. I'm going to . . .to fuck him, too."
"Really?" Joan teased. "Can I watch?"
Lisa^ with a shy, but wanton smile, replied. "I don't care if you do."
Billy was grinning. His cock was lifting as he gazed at his mother's and aunt's tits, and at their cunts.
"Fuck him now," Joan urged hotly. "I want to see your son push his cock in your cunt, Lisa!
Come on, fuck Billy right now!" For a moment, Lisa hesitated. "Okay, I will!"
Swallowing her shyness, she leaned over on her hands and knees, jutting her rounded ass out.
"Come on, Billy. Let's show your aunt she isn't the only one that loves that cock!"
Eagerly Billy knelt behind his mother's arching ass, his cock jerking up and down.
"Let me help," Joan breathed, taking hold of Billy's cock at the base, two fingers of her other hand spreading Lisa's hairy cunt open. She leaned forward to watch as Billy's cock penetrated his mother's fiery cunt.
Lisa moaned softly as she felt her son's cock slide up her cunt from behind. She pushed her naked ass to him, twisting it.
"Ohhhh, Billy!" she cried out. "God, that's wonderful, darling!"
"It looks wonderful!" Joan breathed. "Fuck her good, Billy! Fuck your mother up her hot cunt! Pound her hot pussy with your cock! Fuck your mother, baby!"
"Oh, God, yes!" Lisa gasped, feeling her son's cock stab very deep into her cunt. "Ohhh, Billy, baby . , . fuck me! Fuck mother!
Mother's cunt is so hot and wet and needs a cock - your cock!"
As Billy pounded into his mother's cunt, making juicy sounds, Joan leaned down and ran her wet tongue about Lisa's spreading ass, as she watched his cock ramming back and forth. She could see her sister's asshole puckering and tightening, and darted the tip of her tongue against it. The contact almost made Lisa come. She sobbed as she shook her ass frantically as her son pounded faster and harder into her cunt, Joan held her sister's ass, spreading it, watching better as Billy fucked vigorously into his mother's hot pussy. He slipped a hand to his aunt's tit, and squeezed it hard, making Joan whimper in pleasure.
"Make her come, Billy!" Joan hissed. "Fuck your mother's cunt and make her come!"
"He will!" Lisa shouted. "Ohhhh, he will make me come! Harder, Billy, harder! Oooooh, go deep, baby! Mother is close . . .about to come!"
- 'Shoot it up her cunt, Billy!" Joan urged. "Come in your mother's cunt!"
Billy gasped, ramming as hard as he could.
"Now, Billy!" Lisa screamed.
Her cunt grabbed his cock, squeezing with the overwhelming contractions. Lisa came hard, very hard, her head lifting to the sun, eyes bulging, mouth gaping. Her orgasm was so hot and tight, it was unbelievable.
"Squirt, Billy!" Joan cried out. "Your mother is coming now! Squirt it up her fucking cunt, Billy!"
"Oh yes!" Billy cried out.
A fiery spurt of come juice gushed into his mother's cunt, but Joan refused to let her sister take it all. Frantically she pushed at Billy's hips. His cock, squirting rapidly, splashed hot juice on his mother's tight asshole before Joan closed her lips about it, gulping down his burning juices hungrily.
"You fuck!" Lisa cried out. "That was for me ... for my cunt!"
Lisa sprawled face down on the soft grass, her naked ass trembling as her orgasm kept rumbling about her pussy. Joan, draining Billy's young balls, pulled her lips off his cock with a soft sucking sound. She saw come juice glistening on her sister's ass, and dipped her face, pushing her tongue into the crack of Lisa's ass, licking it up.
Lisa moaned and writhed her ass until her sister pulled her face away.
"Now are we even?" Joan asked, softly.
"Oh, we must be," Lisa said, rolling onto her back to see her son sitting on the grass, still breathing hard, his cock soft and wet.
"Aren't you glad you fucked your son, Lisa?" Joan asked.
"I fucked him last night," Lisa confessed, grinning.
"Why, you cock crazy cunt!" Joan laughed. "And here I thought I was the instigator!"
Chapter Six
Over dinner, Billy listened to his mother and aunt talk about days gone by. He was excited to hear about the sexual exploits of his aunt. Lisa had little to contribute, since her life had been a bit dull compared to Joan's. But when they began to talk about the things they had done together before Joan discovered boys, Lisa had much to say.
"As you said at the pond this afternoon," Lisa said to Joan, "you were the instigator. If
I had not come in and .saw you flashing your cunt to my son, then later fucking him, I would not have had the nerve. Seeing that aroused me to such a state, it overcame my fear."
"How can a person be afraid of sex, Mom?" Billy wanted to know.
"Some people are," Lisa smiled at him;
"I didn't have a problem," Joan put in.
"You'd never have a problem," Lisa laughed easily. "You'd lower your panties for any one."
"No, I wouldn't lower my panties," Joan said. "I'd rip the fucking things off!"
"I wouldn't have a problem either." Billy easily. "You'd rip tne iucKing tilings off!"
"I wouldn't have a problem, either," Billy laughed. "It feels so good, I'd fuck anyone."
Lisa looked at her son fondly. He was so young, so eager. She believed he probably would fuck any girl that was willing. She found it pleasant, being aroused almost constantly since catching him and her sister. Her clit had a constant tingle, a delicious feeling that no longer tormented her. She knew all she had to do was reach for her son, and he would fuck her, or if she wanted a change of pace, her sister would fuck her.
Her orgasms were different when her cunt
I was sucked than when a hard cock was in her. Her son's cock was so hard and long in her pussy, with the soft tissues of her cunt caressing the cockhead and cockshaft. But Joan's tongue was soft, and even deep. Lisa preferred penetration by cock, but she loved the way Joan lapped her cunt, dragging it up the cuntslit to her clit. When she came against Joan's tongue, her orgasm seemed more on the surface, with the cuntlips and clit twitching and throbbing in spasms.
When she came with her son's cock in her cunt, her orgasm seemed to be very deep inside her body, along with the gripping of her pussy and the vibrations of her clit.
Lisa began to see the isolation of the farm as an asset now. Although small in area, it was perfect for their recent activities. They could fuck anyplace and not be seen by prying eyes.
After helping Joan clean up the dinner dishes, the wicked idea came to her that it would be very nice to sit on the front porch in the evening air, wearing only her panties. While her son bathed and Joan was doing something in her bedroom, she strolled out onto the front porch. , Feeling very erotic, she removed her clothing, except her panties, and sat on a rocking chair.
The evening breeze cooled her, but it was still quite warm.
"Why are you out here, Mom?"
Lisa looked up at her son as he came out the door. Although the light was fading, it was not yet dark. Billy's eyes twinkled as he saw his mother's naked tits and her long legs.
"Wow, Mom, you're beautiful," he said, coming close to her.
Lisa shivered with pleasure. She no longer felt embarrassed. This was fun, her mind told her, her body agreeing. When her son was at her side, she moved her hand up his thighs. He had put on a pair of cut-offs, and his flesh was warm. She curled her fingers into her son's crotch, feeling his cock and balls. She pressed her palm upward, and Billy moaned in pleasure, closing his fingers about one of her firm, shapely tits. Lisa pushed aside the crotch of his cut-offs and let his cock and balls dangle out.
"So are you, honey," she murmured, looking at his cock and balls in the dimming light.
"I'm sure glad we came," Billy said, fondling his mother's naked tit.
"lam, too, now," Lisa replied softly, watching his cock swell.
She uncrossed her thighs and ran her hand inside her panties as she caressed his balls, feeling the heat grow in them. She ran her fingers through the soft hair of her cunt and began to slowly agitate her clit. Billy watched her hand, seeing her panties moving, his cock straight out now.
She lifted her hand and dragged her fingertips along his hot cockshaft to the swollen cockhead. Gently wrapping her fist about her son's cock, she pushed and pulled, watching him. The only light now was from the window of the house, falling over them. Edging her fingers downward, she pressed one into her cunt, a soft mewl bubbling from her.
"Billy, I'm hot," she whispered thickly. "You make mother's cunt so hot, baby! It's hot and wet and . . .fuck me, darling!"
Billy eagerly shoved his cut-offs down, stepping out of them. Lisa breathed deeply with anticipation as she spread her legs, lifted them, and draped them over the arms of her rocking chair, scooting her ass forward, ready for her son's cock. Billy stepped between her feet. With the light from the window, he could see the band of her bikini panties spreading over her pussy. He began rubbing at bis mother's cuntslit through the panties, finding the nylon very wet to his touch.
Lisa moaned, lifting her cunt to his hand, her eyes slitted with passion as she stared at his excited face. She closed her hands over her tits and squeezed them together. While Billy rubbed at her pantied cunt, he held his cock with his other hand, turning to rub the smooth cockhead about her thigh. Lisa felt the wetness, hot and slippery, on her flesh.
She released one tit to place her hand on the head of his cock to press it hard against the inside of her sensitive thigh. Her cunt bubbled and quivered beneath the pressure of his hand.
"Take mother's panties off, darling," she whispered.
She moved her legs from the arm of the rocking chair, and when her son dragged her panties off her hips, she lifted her legs in the air. Billy pulled her panties free, dropping them on top of his cut-offs. With a whimper of delight, Lisa hooked her heels on her son's shoulders, squirming her naked ass against him. His cock slipped between her thighs, his balls pressing against her hairy, juicy cunt.
"Mmmm, that feels nice,' she mewled, feeling his cock slide back and forth between her thighs, and through her pussy hair. "Hard and hot, Billy. Ooooh, your cock is dripping, making my legs wet."
Billy hugged his mother's legs against his body, with her heels on his shoulders. He liked the way she rubbed her ass against him.
"Put your prick in me now," Lisa said, pleading in the voice of a little girl.
Lisa lifted her ass higher with her heels on his shoulders. She held her breath as she felt the swollen head of his cock make a brief contact with her knotted clit. Billy adjusted his hips, still holding her thighs against his body. His cock-head pushed slowly into his mother's cunt, and Lisa breathed deeply.
The lips of her pussy spread for his prick, and the throbbing hardness of it filled her slowly. Lisa was stroking her tits again as she gazed up at her son's face. Holding her legs against his body, he probed his cock back and forth, the slow friction starting to drive his mother wild.
Lisa cried out softly, squirming her ass in tight circles as her son thrust slowly into her cunt, then pulled back just as slowly. His balls were hot on the split of her ass.
"Darling, stop teasing!" she sobbed. "I want to be fucked!"
She pulled her ankles from his shoulders, draping her legs over the arms of the rocking chair again. She used the muscles of her thighs to hump onto her son's cock frantically.
"Billy! Fuck me! Come on . . . pump your hard cock in mother's cunt fast!"
Billy watched his mother's cunt bang up and down, riding his cock, juicy sounds coming from it. The muscles of her stomach rippled as she pulled at her stiff nipples, twisting them.
"Gome on!" she cried. "Fuck me, Billy!"
Joan suddenly stepped onto the porch.
She came to stand at her sister's side, watching as Lisa's hairy cunt pounded up and down on Billy's cock with wild, humping motions. She pushed Lisa's hands away from her tits.
"Let me play with them, Lisa," she said softly. "Billy, stop teasing your mother that way. Fuck her, baby! Fuck her the way she wants - hard and fast! Come on, honey, ram your cock up her cunt!"
Billy placed his hands on his mother's widely spread knees, and began to lunge back and forth, pounding his cock into his mother's churning crotch hard and fast, making Lisa gasp with ecstasy. Soft slapping sounds mixed with the wet sounds. Lisa sobbed in rapture as her sister pulled and twisted her tingling nipples. She slammed her cunt onto her son's cock, matching his rhythm hungrily. Her hand shot out and up between her sister's thighs. Joan had come onto the porch wearing only her panties. Feverishly, Lisa jerked the crotch of the panties to one side and darted two fingers up into Joan's wet cunt.
"Ahhhh, finger me, Lisa!" Joan gasped, spreading her legs wide.
Billy watched his mother stab at her hand up and down between his aunt's legs, and gripped his mother's knees tightly, slamming his cock into her cunt powerfully. Joan gripped Lisa's tits, leaning down and pushing her mouth onto the hot lips of her sister. Lisa hungrily sucked Joan's tongue into her mouth, her fingers sliding swiftly in and out of Joan's juicy cunt. Then, remembering what Joan had done at the pond, and with her ass still thrashing up and down on her son's cock, Lisa jerked at Joan's panties, getting her middle finger into the crack of Joan's ass.
With a quick plunge, she rammed her finger up the tightness of her sister's asshole.
"Ohhhh, Lisa!" Joan breathed hotly against her mouth. "Do that! Ahhh, that's nice, Lisa!"
Taking her son's cock into her cunt, Lisa fucked her sister in the steamy asshole with her middle finger, and then slipped her thumb into Joan's cunt at the same time. Joan squealed in delight, and lowered her face to suck at Lisa's swollen tits, twisting her ass and trying to get the thumb and finger deeper into her asshole.
"Ahhhh, so good!" Lisa moaned. "Fuck me hard, baby! Joan, suck my tit! Chew my titties! Oooboh, your cunt is wet, Joan and your asshole is so hot!"
Billy was grunting as he fucked into his mother's cunt. He couldn't see her fingers, but could see bis aunt twisting her ass about excitedly. Joan had moved her hand to his ass, squeezing the cheeks and pushing him forward, urging him to drive his cock hard and deep into his mother's boiling cunt. His balls were on fire as they brushed his mother's twisting ass.
"Mom, you better hurry up and come because I'm about to!" he yelped.
"Yes, Billy!" Lisa squealed. "Give it to me! Give it to me right up my cunt! Fill mother's pussy up, baby! Come hard in me!"
Ramming her thumb and finger into Joan's asshole and cunt, Lisa arched her pussy to her son's cock. Billy shoved his prick deep, holding it there, groaning. With a shriek, Lisa came. With the spasms of her cunt sucking at the base of his cock, Billy could hardly wait any longer.
With a cry, his cock went off, sending boiling gushes of creamy come juice into her mother's contracting cunt. Lisa cried out in ecstasy as her son's balls emptied into her pussy. The throbbing strength of his cock increased the power of her orgasm.
Joan lifted her mouth from Lisa's tits, her mouth wide. She grabbed her sister's wrist, and began to fuck her cunt and asshole onto the thumb and finger. She gasped and squealed in a high voice.
Billy, his balls drained, stood on shaking legs, his cock softening inside his mother's still tight cunt, watching his aunt's pelvis jerk and twist. Lisa felt so weak, the glow of her orgasms still hot inside her body. She could not help her sister, but Joan didn't seem to need any help.
With a long, drawn-out sob, Joan came, her cunt and asshole gripping at Lisa's thumb and finger. She held Lisa's hand hard into her crotch until the tremors passed, then slowly pulled it away.
"Well," she said, breathing hotly still, "a finger and thumb is better than nothing, I suppose."
Billy's cock was pushed out of his mother's cunt by the spasms that seemed to be still active there. As his prick fell from her pussy, Lisa moaned softly, slumping in the rocking chair, her cunt lewdly exposed and dripping come juice.
"I'd love to lick your cunt now," Joan whispered softly. "Lick that sweet juice from it."
"Do it, Aunt Joan," Billy said. "I wanna see you kiss Mom's cunt."
Without further delay, Joan stepped forward as Billy moved away.
Billy took his aunt's place at his mother's side, watching with intent eyes. Joan went to her knees, then settled her ass onto her heels. Her lips and tongue moved along the creamy smoothness of her sister's thigh. Lisa watched her sister's face, her hand lifting and taking hold of her son's slippery cock.
"Mmmm," Joan purred, dragging her tongue up the wet slit of Lisa's cunt. "God, you filled her cunt up, Billy! She's pouring come juice out of her pussy."
Burying her face into Lisa's pussy, Joan stabbed her tongue deeply, wiggling it about. Lisa whimpered and lifted her ass, Joan's tongue pulled free, and darted downward, lap-
ping the come juice out of the crack of her sister's ass, her breath burning into Lisa's cunt. Lisa gasped and lifted her ass, grinding into her sister's face as she squeezed her son's cunt-wet cock.
"Ohhh, Joan!" Lisa gasped.
Her sister had stabbed her tongue into Lisa's asshole.
Billy, although unable to see where his aunt's tongue was, could make a good guess, because her nose was buried in his mother's hairy cunt. His cock became half-hard in his mother's grip.
Joan plunged her tongue in and out of her sister's asshole, her hands moving feverishly about Lisa's thighs, her hips, andher ass. Pulling her tongue from the pucker, she lapped rapidly up and down the hairy, juicy cuntslit, from asshole to clit. Lisa gasped and pulled on her son's cock.
Billy stepped closer to his mother, and Lisa turned her head toward him. She opened her mouth, and slipped her hand around his hip to his ass, pulling his cock deep. Billy trembled as the wet heat of his mother's mouth wrapped about his half-hard cock. He placed his hand on her head, and began to move bis prick back and forth between his mother's lips. Lisa whimpered around her son's cock, tasting her own juices on it.
Lisa placed a hand on the back of her sister's head, pulling her face in tight on her cunt. She sucked greedily at her son's cock while Joan lapped and probed into her come juice-filled pussy with a wild tongue. Billy's young balls smashed at her chin as she attempted to swallow his smooth, round cockhead down her throat.
"Ahhhh, Mom, suck me!" Billy gasped, pumping his throbbing cock back and forth, fucking her hot, wet mouth. "Suck my cock, Mom! Ahhhh, you made my cock hard again, Mom! Suck me off!"
Lisa gobbled at her son's cock feverishly, humping her cunt up and down into her sister's mouth, her movements starting to become frantic as the heat burned in her crotch.
Joan lifted her wet face, looking at the frantic way Lisa was sucking on Billy's cock.
"Ohhhh, Lisa, suck his prick off! Make your son come in your hot mouth, Lisa! Suck the piss out of his hard cock! Suck it!"
With that, Joan rammed her open mouth around her sister's hairy cunt again, sucking hard at the puffy, hairy lips, her tongue swishing around Lisa's throbbing clit.
Lisa whipped her ass up into her sister's face, grinding as she pressed against the back of Joan's head hard. Her cunt was on fire again, and she could feel a strong orgasm bubbling in her pussy. Joan moved her right hand beneath Lisa's ass, and began to probe at her crinkled asshole. Lisa let out a muffled squeal around her son's cock when she felt her sister slide a finger up her asshole. Her ass ring clutched the finger, the lips of her cunt clenching against Joan's sucking mouth.
Tasting her son's cock throbbing so hard in her mouth, juice dripping over her tongue as she hungrily sucked, Lisa was very close to coming again. She gripped her son's ass hard, her fingers digging into the ass crack. She felt the heat of his asshole and began to rub at his asshole. Billy gasped and rammed his cock deep and fast into his mother's mouth, his eyes looking down at her stretching lips, then at his aunt's face buried in his mother's juicy cunt.
"Mom!" Billy cried out. "Ohhhh, you're gonna suck my fucking balls off! Ooooh, my cock . . . my balls! Mom, I'm about to come!"
She jerked him forward, her lips smashing at the wiry hairs at the base of bis cock, his balls crushed on her chin. At the same time she pushed her cunt as hard as she could into her sister's open, sucking mouth.
Lisa's cunt exploded into Joan's mouth almost at the same time she began to gulp hungrily at ^^purts of her son's cock. Her throat worked as she swallowed and sucked wetly, the head of his cock almost inside her throat. The finger touching her son's asshole penetrated maybe half an inch, and she felt his asshole grip her finger with a contracting squeeze as his balls gushed the deliriously hot come juice through his cock and down her throat. Her cunt was grabbing, trying to pull Joan's tongue into it, but Joan was sucking at her convulsing clit. The orgasm was intense, almost doubling Lisa up.
It seemed as if her naked body was one huge orgasm, every nerve exploding with such ecstasy, she could hardly take any more. But, thankfully, the convulsions slowed and were replaced by a gentle pulsation.
She held her son's cock in her mouth as it softened, and her tongue slowly worked on it. Her sister was kissing tenderly at the insides of her thighs, licking through the soft hair of her cunt to her belly button, then down again.
"Oh, God!" Lisa moaned softly, totally relaxed, feeling very weak. "That was something! I never came that way before ... so hard and long and strong."
"Did you like it, Lisa?" Joan whispered.
"Like it? God, I loved it!"
She kissed her son's cock, petting his balls. "Billy, are your balls ever empty?"
"I don't know," he said. "I guess not."
"I hope they're never empty," she purred. "I could drink your come juice all day and night. Damn, you're sweet!"
Joan laughed, low and throaty. "You should have got your hands on him sooner," she said, standing up. "Look at what you've been missing."
"I know," Lisa grinned. "I sure do know now."
Chapter Seven
Lisa had been thinking about it since she got out of bed that morning.
The feel of a finger inside her asshole had been surprisingly good, and she enjoyed the way Billy's asshole had gripped her finger the night before. She had never attempted taking a cock up her ass.
As she bathed, she felt very good, letting the wicked thoughts whirl about inside her mind. Resting her head on the rim of the tub, she drew her long legs back, sliding her hand along her cunt until she touched her asshole.
Pulling her knees to her tits, she rubbed at her asshole. It was surprisingly hot against her fingertip. Feeling a bit foolish, Lisa caressed her asshole gently, feeMng her cunt react against her wrist and pahn. Drawing her hand up, she cupped her cunt and squeezed it, then worked a finger into her pussy. She moved her finger around, then slowly moved it in and out of her cunt.
Telling herself she was being silly, feeling her pussy and asshole alone in the tub when her son or sister would do it for her, she pulled the plug and stood up.
She pulled on shorts and a man's shirt, tying it beneath her tits and leaving the buttons open.
No one was in the house at all.
She found fresh brewed coffee in the huge kitchen and sat drinking come, considering making herself breakfast, but she wasn't really hungry. She wondered where her son and sister had gone off too. Both cars and the dusty old pickup truck were still outside, so they didn't leave. Maybe they were at the pond, she thought, finishing her coffee, then going out the back door.
She went to the barn and found it open. She heard her sister and son before her eyes became accustomed to the gloom in the barn.
"I wondered where you two went," she said, seeing them at the far end of the barn. "What's so exciting out here?"
Her son called her over. He was sitting on top of an abandoned horse stall. "Aunt Joan was telling me this is where she first got fucked, Mom."
"I thought it was in the woods," Lisa said, standing near her son and stroking his bare thigh, sliding her fingers under the fringe of his cut-off jeans.
"That was the second time," Joan said. "My first time was right here in this stall."
"Why in this smelly barn?" Lisa asked.
"Remember that man Dad hired to clean this place out? He was the one."
"That old guy?" Lisa asked, surprised.
Joan laughed. "He wasn't old. He only seemed that way to us because we were so young. He was only thirty, Lisa."
"But you were pretty young."
"But I was ready for a cock, if you recall," Joan replied.
Lisa slipped her hand under her son's shorts, her fingers stroking the shaft of his cock. She wondered how it would feel going into her asshole. Joan was in shorts, too, but her tits were naked. Joan noticed the way Lisa looked at them.
"I go around like this most of the time," she said. "Being alone here it's perfectly safe."
"What if someone drove up?" Lisa asked.
"Then they'd drive up, I suppose."
"Joan, you're shameless!" Lisa laughed.
"Sure I am," her sister agreed. "It's the only way to have fun. I have nice tits, why hide them?"
Joan cupped one of Lisa's tits, sliding her hand into the open shirt.
"You have nice tits, too, Lisa," she said softly. "Why don't you take your shirt off. Billy would have a grand time, watching us."
Leaning over, Billy untied his mother's shirt. She smiled up at him as he cupped one of her naked tits. She pulled his cock out from the side of his cut-offs, pressing her lips to the eockhead and kissing it. Joan, seeing this, opened Billy's shorts and when he lifted his ass, drew them down and off his feet. Billy had no qualms about being naked, Lisa noted, feeling pleased. He sat on top of the stall, knees open. Lisa watched her sister push her face between his thighs and lap at his balls, then his cock. She trembled with visual pleasure, and ran her hand over her sister's tightly-clad ass, and over the back of her satiny thighs. Joan licked into Billy's crotch slowly, around his balls, dipping her face to probe at the crack of his ass.
Billy began to tremble.
"Don't fall, darling," Lisa said.
Billy pulled his mother's head toward his crotch, alongside his aunt's. While Joan licked at his balls, Lisa ran her moist lips along his cockshaft. Both women soon had his prick very hard. When Joan slipped her lips and tongue up the other side of Billy's cock, and their lips met at the swollen cockhead, they kissed each other. Billy pushed his cock between their faces, sliding it along both their hot lips. Joan had her hand between Lisa's thighs, rubbing at the crotch of her shorts, and Lisa was still feeling her sister's rounded ass, and lifting her hand to cup a tit.
Billy watched their lips and tongue on his cockshaft, and soon he began to drip. Lisa and Joan took turns licking at his piss hole, each of them getting a taste of his cock juices.
Lisa dipped her head and lapped her son's hot balls, her eyes looking up as Joan closed her mouth over his cock and sunk into it. Taking her son's balls into her mouth, she felt her sister's lips brush hers.
"Ohhhh, this really great!" Billy moaned. "One sucking my cock and one sucking my balls!"
Lisa dropped her son's balls from her mouth, and as her sister sucked up his cock, her tongue followed. Pushing Joan's mouth off Billy's cock, she swallowed the prick, and Joan pulled his balls into her hot mouth. Billy was watching them with hot, excited eyes.
Lisa and Joan kept changing places, each sucking his balls and cock, and feeling each other, eyes shining as they breathed hotly.
Lisa found this exciting. Tasting her son's cock with her sister, their lips and tongues touching, made her body tremble. Her cunt bubbled wetly when Joan's hand slid about it, her ass twisting slowly. She glanced up at her son's bright eyes, nodding her head to his question.
"Mmmm, I think we should make you come," she purred against his cockshaft. "Whose mouth do you want to come in?"
"I don't care!" Billy groaned.
Joan and Lisa looked into each other's eyes, understanding flowing between them. They began to lick and suck with more vigor. As Joan sucked Billy's cockhead, Lisa ran her tongue up and down the cockshaft, to his balls, then back up again. As her tongue touched her sister's lips, Joan lifted from his cock, watching as Lisa sucked his prick in, then dipped her face to his hot balls.
"Ooooh, I think I'm getting close!" Billy gasped, staring down at them. "I'm getting ready to come!"
Joan lifted her lips, sliding them along his cockshaft. When Lisa tasted her sister's tongue, she pulled from her son's prick and both of them began to lick with hot, swirling tongues at the cockhead and piss hole. Their tongues moved rapidly, both of them breathing hotly.
"Now!" Billy yelped.
Creamy juice gushed out of his cock, drenching the tongues of his mother and aunt. Both Lisa and Joan lapped and whimpered, each taking Billy's spurting come juice on their tongues. Lisa managed to close her lips about bis cockhead of her son's cock, catching a spurt inside, then offered it to her sister.
"Take it!'' Billy grunted, watching their lips become drenched with his come juice.
Both Lisa and Joan lapped greedily as his cock spurted, their tongues touching. By the time Billy stopped, their faces from nose to chin were glistening wetly. Lisa, with a low moan, began to lick at her sister's mouth. The women weren't touching each other now, but fondling Billy with hot hands. When Lisa had licked Joan's face completely, Joan then returned the favor.
"Your turn," Joan whispered huskly, dropping to her knees and dragging Lisa's shorts down.
While Billy watched from atop the stall partition, Joan spread Lisa's thighs, burying her face in her sister's hairy cunt, lapping wetly as her hands cupped Lisa's shaking ass cheeks. Lisa clung to the stall near her son's hip, ramming her cunt back and forth into her sister's sucking mouth. Her tits jiggled with the motion, her nipples tilted with hardness.
Lowering his hand, Billy grasped one of his mother's tits, causing Lisa to look up and grin wantonly at him. Her hand came off the stall and up between his thighs, clutching his cock and balls tightly. Her knees bent and spread for her sister's face, her naked body shaking.
"Ohhhh, Joan!" Lisa cried out. "Ohhh, suck it hard! Tongue my cunt, Joan! Ooooh, shove it deep into my cunt!"
Billy watched with intense interest, his mother clinging to his balls tightly now.
"So close!" Lisa cried. "I'm getting close, Joan!"
Pulling on her son's cock now, Lisa whipped her cunt hard into her sister's open, sucking mouth, fucking at her protruding tongue. With a squeal, she grabbed the back of Joan's head, smashing her cunt as hard as she could into her sister's face. The cheeks of her ass bunched, then rippled, her pussy quivering. The squeal turned info a cry as Lisa came.
The convulsions of her pussy were strong, making her eyes close. When the spasms ended, she slumped against the stall, breathing hard, one hand between her thighs as if protecting her pulsating cunt.
Joan sat on her heels, her face gleaming wetly. Billy's cock had hardened again as he watched, with his mother pulling on it.
"Gome down here, Billy," Joan said hoarsely. "I need some of that right now!"
She opened her knees and stroked her bushy cunt.
Billy climbed down, and as his cock came close to his mother's lips, Lisa made him pause while she sucked it in deeply for a moment or so. When Billy stood before his aunt, Joan pulled it into her mouth mewling with pleasure.
"Now, darling," Joanpurred as she lifted her face, "fuck me! My cunt is so damned wet and hot now!"
Joan lay back on the fragrant straw on the floor of the barn, spreading her legs wide. Lisa sat down, leaning against the stall, watching her son push his cock into her sister's greedy cunt. She watched her son's cock slither into Joan's cunt.
Joan lifted her legs, her feet in the air as her hands clasped Billy's naked ass. She gasped as his cock entered her cunt, then lowered her legs and wrapped them about Billy's back. The wet sounds of his cock thrusting into Joan's cunt seemed loud in the quiet barn.
She watched her son's naked ass bob up and down, the cheeks bunching as he drove in hard, then releasing as he lifted for another stab. She could see his balls swinging up and down, while watching her sister's naked ass twist and churn, humping to meet the plunges of Billy's cock. Seeing Joan's asshole puckering reminded her that she wanted to try getting fucked there. She ran her hand between her thighs and fingered her asshole lightly, rubbing it gently as she watched her son pounding his cock hard and deep into her sister's hungry pussy.
Lisa held her breath as she slowly worked her finger into her asshole, and the deeper it went, the better it felt. The heel of her hand rested against her wet cunt, but most of the feeling was centered around the stretched ring of her asshole. She began to push and pull her finger, fucking herself in the ass while she watched them fucking frantically.
Lisa's other hand moved out to touch her son's bouncing ass. She poked his asshole, making Billy cry out. But as her finger touched his asshole, it seemed to drive him to greater speed and depth into his aunt's cunt. With hot hissing sounds, Lisa ran her finger deeply into her own asshole, and gently slipped the finger of her other hand into her son's tight asshole.
Joan, feeling her sister's hand on Billy's ass, pulled the cheeks wide.
"Stuff your finger up his little asshole, Lisa!" she called out in a hot voice. "Fingerfuck him in his asshole! Ahhh, ram your finger up Billy's asshole because it makes his cock jerk inside my cunt!"
Lisa began to fuck him in his tight asshole with one finger, herself with another. Her cunt began to drip wetly against her palm as she tried to stuff more of her finger than she had into her asshole. Billy was fucking his aunt vigorously.
"Ooooh, ram it to me, Billy!" Joan gasped, arching her cunt into his plunging cock. "Ohhh, baby, fuck Aunt Joan's hot cunt! Fuck that pussy, darling! Ooohhh, I love a hard cock in my cunt!"
Lisa, moaning softly as her asshole burned around her finger, shoved it in deeply. She leaned over, sitting on her hand, watching her son's asshole close about her finger, bis balls bouncing off Joan's squirming ass, and his cock rushing in and out of her hairy cunt. The heady scent of hot pussy and hard cock filled her nostrils, making her breathe deeply.
"Come in her cunt!" she hissed. "Billy, baby, squirt your cock juice in Joan's cunt! Gome in her fucking pussy, baby!"
Billy grunted, thrusting hard and deep, his asshole riding his mother's finger. His balls tightened.
"I am, Mom!" he shouted. "I'm gonna come in her hot cunt!"
"Now, Billy - now!"
Billy grunted loudly and rammed as deep as he could into his aunt's cunt, his cock jerking. With the rapid spurts of his juices, his head came up, with his eyes closed tightly.
Joan screamed as she felt his come juice splash the walls of her steamy cunt, creating a convulsion that almost snapped every nerve of her lovely body. She clawed at his naked ass, her fingernails raking his flesh. Her heels beat against bis back as she came, her ass grinding in a frenzy as her pussy sucked at his spewing cock.
With a final shudder, her ass lowered to the straw, her long legs spreading out as her arms flew wide. Billy slumped on top of his aunt's body, trembling from the force of his discharge. Slowly, Lisa lifted her finger from her son's asshole, then pulled her own free. Her cunt quivered, but she had not come. It felt as if she was going to, but it faded away when her son came in Joan's cunt.
Billy rolled off Joan's body, sprawling on his back. Lisa gazed at bis soft cock and empty balls for a moment, then pushed her face down and lapped at them, tasting her sister's cunt. She pulled her son's cock into her mouth, sucking it gently, then let it go. She saw his juices dripping from Joan's bushy cunt, and pushed her mouth into it, licking and sucking at her son's juices.
"You didn't get yours," Joan said softly.
"I will," Lisa answered, lifting her face. "Oh, you bet I'll get mine!"
Chapter Eight
Walking from the barn, carrying her shorts and shirt, Lisa found the hot sun on her naked flesh delicious. Behind her came her son and sister, both of them just as naked.
"I sometimes go around naked," Joan said. "Of course, I'm careful to have something with me just in case someone comes up the drive. I love to be naked, but I don't want to shock some stranger."
"Do many people come by?" Lisa asked.
"Hardly any," Joan replied. "I usually know when someone is going to drop by. Most people call first."
"Then we can be naked as much as we like?"
"Of course," her sister said.
With a whoop, Billy began to run about freely, his cock and balls swinging as his mother and sister watched. "He loves it here," Lisa said.
"And why not?" Joan answered. "He's getting everything a boy his age has dreamed of."
"Oh?"
"You and I, Lisa." Joan grinned. "All those boys his age, so damned horny they're jacking off constantly, dreaming of getting their first piece of ass. Billy is getting all the ass he can handle right here. Why shouldn't he love it? He's got two very hot cunts to fuck instead of his fist."
Watching her son turn cartwheels across the lawn, his ass flashing in the sun, Lisa knew that what her sister said was true. She slipped her hand in Joan's, squeezing it as they watched Billy race about the lawn naked.
Entering the huge kitchen, they fixed a huge pitcher of lemonade for Billy. Carrying it outside, they sat on the lawn, in full view of the country road a few yards away. Lisa giggled.
"The grass tickles my ass and pussy," she said.
"Nice, isn't it?"
Lisa had to agree it was.
Billy came to them, sitting down and crossing his feet, then drinking the lemonade. He looked at his mother and aunt, mostly at their tits. Each had beautiful tits, tilting upward, firm and shapely.
It was comfortable being outside naked, with a very gentle breeze on their flesh. Off in the distance they could hear a tractor rumbling, but not see it. Lisa squirmed on the grass, giggling as the soft blades tickled her cunt. Billy moved his hand between his mother's legs and opened her pussy with his fingers, watching as she twisted. "Do you like that, honey?" she asked him softly.
"I love it, Mom," he replied.
Billy brought his hand back to sip his lemonade and Lisa pushed her foot between his thighs, teasing his cock and balls with her toes. It felt so good to sit there in the open, talking and touching. Her toes made Billy's cock swell and become half-hard. Lisa placed her foot against his balls and gently rubbed it back and forth, watching his cock slowly stand up until it pointed at the sky. She became hot as she gazed at him, her cunt responding.
Joan, seeing her sister becoming aroused, scooted close to her and began to caress Lisa's tits, stroking her sensitive nipples. Lisa leaned back on her hands, sighing in pleasure and contentment. Joan ran her wet tongue about Lisa's nipples, slowly but firmly.
Billy, on his back, watched them, his cock jerking as excitement bubbled inside his crotch. Over Joan's head, Lisa gave her son a lewd wink, and wiggled her tongue at him. While pulling a nipple into her mouth, Joan slipped her hand down and through the soft hairs of Lisa's cunt, and began to stroke along the insides of her sister's bulging clit.
"Mmmmm," Lisa purred as Joan' slipped a finger into her cunt. "This is very nice."
Joan lifted her mouth, and Lisa kissed her sister. Pushing with her mouth, Joan made Lisa lay back on the grass, and then swung a leg over her stomach, turning to face Lisa's feet. Lisa gazed at her sister's creamy, lovely ass, seeing the wet cunt between her legs.
Between her sister's thighs she saw her son moving about, then felt him sliding his hot mouth along the inside of her thigh. She mewled softly and began to caress Joan's smooth thighs and ass. She writhed her own ass against the grass while her son's lips and mouth excited her flesh. She loved the wetness of Billy's tongue darting about her thighs. Spreading Joan's ass cheeks, Lisa gazed between them. Joan arched her ass, and Lisa licked her lips as she watched her sister's asshole wink, and her cunt starting to drip. Sliding one palm along Joan's fuzzy cunt, Lisa then rubbed the juices on her tit, purring in pleasure.
"Lick your mother's cunt, baby," Joan said softly to Billy. "Lisa loves a tonguefuck. Isn't that right, Lisa? You love to be tonguefucked, don't you?"
"Oh, yes.-I'do love it!" Lisa gasped.
Billy licked his way up his mother's soft, satiny inner thigh, and when Lisa felt his hot breath stir the hairs of her cunt, she trembled with anticipation. Lifting her naked ass slightly, she twisted her cunt, searching for his tongue, a soft whimper coming from her. She pulled at her sister's hips, lifting her head.
"Joan," she pleaded softly. "Push back to my face, please!"
As Joan squirmed her ass backwards, Lisa let out a soft yelp. Billy had pushed his mouth over her cunt and was sucking at her clit. Lisa felt his hot young hands dart beneath her ass, cupping the cheeks. Between her sister's thighs she could see his tongue flicking the tip of her knotted clit.
Billy squeezed his mother's ass, burying his face tightly in her juicy cunt, his tongue swishing past the sensitive lips, thrusting in and out of her pussy like a cock. When she had her sister straddling her face, Lisa lifted her mouth, but instead of pushing it into that juicy cunt, Lisa spread Joan's ass cheeks and slipped her face between them. She closed her lips around her sister's asshole and sucked, her tongue wiggling against the tight, very hot, ass ring.
Joan gurgled in pleasure and drew her knees up until she was squatting in Lisa's face. Opening her knees wide, she began to agitate her own clit as she watched Billy licking his tongue up and down Lisa's cunt. From where he was between his mother's thighs, Billy watched his aunt play with her cunt, and excitement increased in his young body as he saw his mother sucking at Joan's asshole. He lifted his mother's lips a bit more, dipping his face until his tongue was licking at her asshole. Lisa moaned into Joan's ass, drawing her knees up and back to offer her ass to her son's eager mouth.
"Ooooh, Billy, suck her hot ass, baby!" Joan cried out as she watched, swirling her fingers about her cunt, making wet sounds. "Suck her hot asshole, darling! Ahhh, Lisa, stick your tongue up my ass ... yes, that's nice!"
Lisa tongued her sister in the ass, feeling her chin become drenched with the dripping juices from Joan's boiling cunt. Her tits swelled, her nipples very stiff, and tingling. She began to grind her ass into her son's face, feeling bis tongue slide in and out of her clinging asshole. The more her son licked at her asshole, the hungrier she was to suck on her sister's asshole. She could feel her own juices dripping from her steaming cunt, and knew her son's face was soaked by now.
With cries of ecstasy, Joan twisted her ass about, and Lisa's tongue and lips were sucking at her cunt as much as her asshole. Cupping Joan's spreading ass, Lisa swirled her tongue about whatever her sister put against it. Her own cunt and asshole were burning hotly now, her clit feeling as big and hard as her son's cock. Already she could feel a rumbling of an orgasm growing. Her tongue dipped in and out of her sister's juicy cunt, then her asshole. She breathed deeply and hotly, wrapping her long legs about her son's head tightly, and pumping her cunt up and down.
"'Ahhh, stick your tongue up my cunt, Lisa!'' Joan gasped. "Tonguefuck me! Ooooh, now stick it up my asshole!"
Billy's eyes were watching his mother lap furiously into Joan's pussy. He darted his tongue in and out of his mother's asshole, realizing that was what she wanted now. The heat of his mother's tight asshole around his tongue excited him, and made his cock throb against the grass.
Joan watched her nephew's naked ass bunch and twist as she sat upright on Lisa's face. She was now pulling at her own tits, her eyes glazed, her expression ecstatic. She slid her crotch back and forth into Lisa's face, feeling the hot, wet tongue in her cunt and then in her asshole. She pulled and twisted at her stiff nipples, soft sobs coming from her.
Lisa slurped noisily at her sister's cunt and asshole, jerking her crotch up and down, grinding into her son's face, her thighs holding his head. She moaned into Joan's crotch, running her hands feverishly about her sister's thighs, hips and waist. She humped her ass up and down, feeling her son's tongue pounding wickedly into her clenching asshole. Her cunt was on fire and her clit was ready to burst.
The orgasm that had been rumbling inside her swelled to the surface, and she began to squeal. She rammed her tongue hard into Joan's asshole, pressing her own around her son's sucking mouth at the same time. Her hips jerked a few times, then she slammed hard at his face, her orgasm spurting wet heat.
"Ohhhh, come, Lisa!" Joan hissed, watching as Lisa's crotch banged into Billy's face.
With a hoarse shout, Joan smashed her own ass hard into Lisa's face, and erupted with a wet orgasm, too. She whipped her ass about in a tight, hot circle, Lisa's tongue gripped by the flexing ring of her asshole. Her fingers swirled wildly against her cunt, the juicy sounds mingling with the hot breathing and soft gasps of orgasm.
Weakly, Joan slipped from Lisa's face, sitting close, her shoulders slumped as she panted. Her hand was still between her thighs, her cunt still pulsating hotly. Lisa, still clutched by powerful orgasm, grabbed the back of her son's head and smashed her ass frantically into his face, crying as she came time after time, her asshole squeezing his buried tongue, and her cuntlips sucking.
"No more, Billy! Oh, God, I can't take any more!"
Billy sat up on his heels, his cock straining with hardness, his balls full and tight. His face was smeared with his mother's pussy juices.
"Now you!" Lisa cried softly, pushing her son to his back.
Straddling him, she clasped his cock and scooted her crotch to the swollen cockhead.
"I want it in my ass!" Lisa groaned. "Fuck mother in the ass, baby!"
Billy stared as his mother positioned herself on top of him. Lisa pushed his cock past her cunt, her breath catching as she felt the swollen cockhead slide along her cuntslit toward her asshole. She placed the head of her son's cock against her tight asshole, and slowly lowered herself. Feeling the pressure of her son's cock on the ring of her asshole, she let out a soft purring sound, and pressed a little more.
"Ooooh!" she moaned as her asshole stretched. Billy, watching, stayed still, letting his mother do it all.
Joan, sitting near Billy's feet, leaned over to watch, still cupping her cunt.
At first Lisa didn't think she could get her son's cock inside her asshole, but she was determined. She pushed down, and her eyes popped open as she felt his cockhead penetrate her in the ass. Her mouth opened, but no sound came out. She had his cockhead in her asshole, and it felt huge. She kept her body still for a long time, her asshole squeezing his cockhead by its own volition. She drew her hand to her cunt, and felt the hairy lips twitch.
"Oh, I've got your cock in my ass!" she gasped. "Billy, can you see your cock in mother's asshole! It's so hard and hot and stretches me so big!"
Billy grunted in reply, fascinated to see the head of his cock stuffed into his mother's asshole, her wet, hairy cunt fully exposed. His cock jerked and Lisa gasped in delight.
Then she moved her ass downward . . . very slowly.
The full length of her son's cock was now stuffed into her very tight asshole. Lisa sat there, hardly breathing, feeling the deep throb of her son's cock. The ring of her asshole kept squeez-
ing his prick, at the base now. Billy could see his mother's hairy cunt twitch.
"Mom, it's so tight!" he groaned.
Lisa, her voice thick with emotion, said, "Darling, you're in my ass!"
Joan leaned down and forward. Lisa's ass cheeks were parted, and Joan could feel Billy's cock gripped by Lisa's ass ring. She pushed her finger to it, feeling about.
"Lisa, it's beautiful," Joan breathed. "Bounce on his cock, Lisa! Fuck Billy with your asshole!"
Slowly, Lisa lifted, feeling the pull of her son's cock. She lifted until only the swollen cockhead was inside her ass. She paused, shivering with the unexpected pleasure. Then she lowered herself again, holding her breath as she felt Billy's cock filling her. Once more she sat down, his cock deep inside her asshole. She writhed, her hips twisting, a soft cry coming from her. Again she lifted her ass, feeling her ass ring pull at his cock.
Billy stared, watching with big eyes. His mother's cunt was dripping so much, his lower stomach was glistening with wetness. He gritted his teeth when he felt his aunt rubbing his balls at his mother's ass.
"Fuck him!" Joan hissed, her breath hot on Lisa's naked ass. "Fuck his cock, Lisa!"
Lisa began moving up and down her son's cock slowly, feeling a delicious kind of burning. She lifted and lowered herself, slowly becoming accustomed to the feel of a cock inside her asshole.
Joan leaned down, resting her face on Billy's thigh, watching Lisa's asshole gripping his cock and sliding up and down it. She fondled his tight balls. Her hot breath burned on Billy's flesh.
Lisa began to move a little faster, squealing softly.
Billy pushed up with his cock as his mother came down, still staring at her dripping, hairy cunt. He was gripping his mother's knees as she bounced, holding them wide apart so he could watch.
Lisa pulled at her tits as she danced her ass up and down. The feel of her son's cock in her asshole became more comfortable. She enjoyed the tingling burn of her asshole, the way it stretched, and the throb of his cock so deep in her. Her clit knotted with sensation, and she lowered one hand to rub and twist at it.
"Help me, Billy!" she gasped. "Fuck me, too, darling!"
As she lifted her ass, Billy lowered his, and when she plunged her ass downward, he stabbed up into his mother's asshole. Soon, she was bouncing fast enough to make soft slapping sounds against his body. She squealed and gasped while she rammed her ass up and down, twisting and grinding with ecstasy.
"Ohhhh, I love it, love it!" she sobbed. "God, it's wonderful, Billy! Fuck me ... fuck mother in the asshole!"
Joan pushed her face closer, staring hard at her sister's asshole gripping and sliding on Billy's cock.
When the sound of a passing car came to them, Lisa paused only for a breathless moment, then fucked up and down faster on her son's cock. The sound of the car disappeared down the country road, and none of them paid the slightest attention to it. Lisa bucked and bounced wickedly on Billy's cock, ramming her ass almost brutally up and down.
The stabbing of his cock made her shake with ecstasy, and tears began to flow from her eyes, tears of mindless rapture. She twisted her ass about, the wetness of her cunt slapping against his flesh with each downward plunge of her ass.
"Mom, faster!" Billy urged, squeezing her knees.
"Oh, baby! I'll go faster! "This will make me come, Billy! Ohhhh, my God . . . it feels like I'm going to come with my cunt and my asshole both!"
Joan's face was almost pushed into Billy's crotch. Her hand held his balls as she watched, her breath hot on them. She turned his balls loose and slipped her hand under his lifting ass, working a finger into his small asshole. Billy grunted as his aunt's finger slipped into his asshole, and lifted his hips higher. The stimulation of Joan's finger up his ass increased the throbs of his cock inside his mother's asshole. - Lisa, feeling his cock jerking with more strength in her ass, gasped loudly as she rode up and down on his cock.
"Billy, Billy!" she cried out. "Ohhh, baby, I'm getting ready to come! My cunt.... . my asshole . . . I'm on fire, darling! Fuck me! Fuck mother up the ass!"
Lisa rammed two fingers into her cunt, thrusting deeply, riding her son's cock frantically. Her clit bulged hotly at the palm of her hand, throbbing and swelling. Her naked ass twisted as she jerked it up and down. The fire was growing hotter inside her body, and the muscles of her stomach and thighs rippled. One tit swayed; the other was squeezed in her hand.
"Now, Billy!" she cried out. "Ohhhh, baby, now!"
Groaning with ecstasy, Lisa rammed down hard on his cock, her cunt exploding around her buried fingers, her asshole gripping and flexing and sucking at her son's cock desperately. The orgasm seemed to blow her apart, her head lifted to the sky with her mouth wide. A scream came from her, loud and high.
"Mom!" Billy yelled, his cock spurting.
Joan felt Billy's asshole flex around her finger. She gripped his hot young balls tightly, feeling him coming up his mother's asshole. She could see the base of his cock pulsate with each spurt.
Lisa, feeling her son's boiling come juice gush into her ass, began to grind in a frenzy on him, her cunt in strong spasms of convulsion. Her naked body was shaking almost violently.
It seemed some time before the contractions finished, leaving Lisa weak and drained. She remained sitting on her son's cock, panting hard and waiting for strength to return.
Then, very slowly, almost carefully, she lifted off his prick. She moaned as his cock came free, and then she spread out on her side on the grass, her asshole tingUng with a sweet glow . . .
Chapter Nine
"Someone drove by earlier," Joan said.
Lisa giggled. "I don't care."
"Do you think they saw us?" Billy asked.
"I don't care about that, either," Lisa said softly as she caressed her son's hair. "I feel so good, the whole fucking world can watch me fuck you."
Joan laughed, low and throaty. "You're sure not the shy little sister I used to have."
"Why be shy about it?" Lisa said. "I mean, if you want something, go for it. All shyness ever did was hold me back."
"I like you better this way," her sister replied. "If you had shown more aggressiveness when we were kids, you might have enjoyed some of those boys, too."
They had moved to the front porch, where Lisa was sitting in the rocking chair, with her son at her feet. Joan sat in an old-fashioned, straight-backed wooden kitchen chair. She had turned it around and sat in it backwards, her chin resting on the back. Her cunt was exposed through the wood.
"That was your first time up the ass, wasn't it, Lisa?"
"Of course it was," Lisa replied. "You mean you've been fucked in the ass before?"
"The first time I was very young," her sister confessed. "It hurt like a bastard, but the next time, a year later, it felt pretty good. I enjoy a cock up my asshole now and then."
The conversations excited Billy. He was hearing about his mother and aunt when they were young. He really had no idea girls thought about fucking until coming on this visit.
Lisa lifted her right leg and draped it over the arm of the old wooden rocking chair. Billy rested his head against her knee, looking at her pussy and stroking her satiny flesh with one hand as he listened to them talk. He moved his fingers up to touch his mother's cunt lightly, making her voice catch.
Joan's eyes followed Billy's hand, and she dropped her own to her cunt and fondled it tenderly. "You know, sometimes I sit out here at night and play with my pussy and tits. It's fun and helps me get along better. It's not so much fun living here alone, but I suppose I could arrange for a man to visit me when I'm in the mood."
Lisa laughed. "You're always in the mood, from what I've seen."
"Well . . . you're right, Lisa/' Joan agreed with a smile. "But before Billy gets any ideas about me, I've learned to pick and choose my men carefully. I don't drop my panties for just any man with a hard-on, you know."
" 'You mean since you've grown older?'' Lisa teased. "I remember when your panties stayed around your knees day and night."
Joan ignored the dig, taking the teasing good-naturedly. After all, Lisa was right. She had fucked every boy she knew when she was young.
"There's something about sitting out here naked," Lisa said. "The weather is perfect for it. It isn't at all cool, nor too warm."
Billy was dragging a fingertip up and down his mother's pussy slit with a light touch, but enough to make Lisa shiver with delight. She flashed him a grin, capturing his hand and pulling it tight into her cunt.
"Billy, stop it. You're making goose bumps run up and down my spine," she said softly.
"Here," Joan said, pulling Billy's other hand to her cunt. "Make me have goose bumps."
Billy-sat at his mother's feet, fondling both cunts as they returned to their conversation. It was a strange feeling for Lisa, to sit naked on this porch where she had grown-up, with her son playing with hers and her sister's cunt.
"I think it's time I had that cock up my ass," Joan said in a low, husky sound. "Billy, how would you like to ram that sweet prick up your aunt's asshole?"
Joan dropped to her hands and knees, shaking her naked ass invitingly at her nephew. Lisa laughed in delight when Billy turned his attention to Joan. She watched him run his hands over the smooth flesh of Joan's ass, and along her inner thighs. She watched him push a finger into Joan's hairy cunt, then pull it out and move it up to the crinkle of her sister's pink asshole. Billy didn't go slow, but jammed his finger up his aunt's asshole with a smooth, quick thrust.
"Oooooh, yes!" Joan purred, pushing her ass back to his finger. "A finger is always nice, but a cock is better."
"Give her your cock, Billy," his mother said, lowering her leg off the arm of the rocking chair and leaning forward.
Billy pushed his face into his aunt's ass, kissing her on the pucker of her asshole wetly. Joan squealed and twisted.
"Ohhhh, Billy, lick my ass!" she moaned. "Use your tongue on my ass, baby! I love to have my asshole licked!"
Lisa leaned down, watching her son lap the flat surface of his tongue up and down Joan's ass, swirling it against the satiny inner cheeks and probing the ring of her asshole. Leaning farther, she found her son's cock with a hand and began to jerk on it.
Joan twisted her ass into her nephew's face, squealing with growing ecstasy. She arched her back and Billy lowered his tongue to taste her hot, juicy cunt, but dragged his tongue back to her asshole quickly. His cock throbbed in his mother's fist, and he lifted to his knees behind
Joan's protruding, naked ass. Lisa held her son's cock as Billy pushed it to Joan's eagerly waiting asshole. She rubbed the dripping cock-head up and down the split of her sister's ass, smearing her son's juices around.
Holding her son's cock, Lisa fitted the swollen cockhead into the puckering asshole.
"Push, Billy," she said softly. "Push your cock up her hot ass, baby."
Billy pushed, and his cock slid easily into his aunt's asshole.
"Ooooh, nice!" Joan whimpered.
Lisa sucked in air as she watched her son's cock slither all the way into her sister's asshole. She pulled her hand away and slipped it to her son's ass, squeezing a cheek, then pushed her fingers between his legs to hold his hot, tight balls.
"Fuck her, Billy," Lisa whispered, staring at her son's cock moving in and out of her sister's ass. "Fuck her good! Fuck my sister in her hot fucking asshole!"
Joan gasped as Billy lunged deeply into her, making her tits sway.
"Ram it hard into me, Billy! Ohhh, yes, as hard as you can!"
Lisa felt her sister's cunt, wet and hot, at the back of her hand as she held her son's balls. She ran her other hand under her sister's body to grip a firm tit, her fingers digging into the flesh. She kissed her sister's back, licking her tongue along Joan's spine, her eyes turned to watch her son's cock penetrating the tightness. Joan hunched her ass, fucking with him, groaning softly. Her arms trembled as the sensations of ecstasy increased. She spread her legs on the wooden porch in an effort to get his cock in deeper and deeper.
Lisa licked wetly at her sister's flesh, clinging to her son's balls with one hand, and Joan's tit with the other. She ran her tongue feverishly along Jan's spine, dipping it down into the split of her ass when her son drew back. She probed his cockshaft with her tongue, then lifted it away as Billy thrust forward.
-'Ahhhh, so good!'' Joan sobbed. "So fucking good, Billy! You've got my asshole on fire . . . with your big hard cock! Ram it up my asshole! Ohhhh, God, give it to me! Choke me with your hard cock, baby! I want it all up my ass!"
Billy began to fuck faster.
Joan wailed in delight, the friction of her nephew's cock sending wild, hot ecstasy through her body. Her ass rippled from the slapping of his pelvis, while her cunt was twitching. Lisa squeezed her sister's tit very hard, but the harder she squeezed, the more her sister sobbed in rapture. She could feel her son's balls, so hot and hard, in her hand. Her eyes were wide and glazed in voyeuristic pleasure as she watched his stiff prick darting in and out of Joan's stretched, clinging asshole. Joan's head lifted, her neck tight, eyes squeezed shut.
"Ohhhh, yes, yes! Ram it harder, deeper! Ohhh, my God, this is great! Fuck me, Billy! Oh, fuck my asshole! Faster . . . faster!"
The wild sound of Joan's voice ripped through the evening air. Lisa clutched her son's balls as hard as she could, making her son groan. Her face was very low, watching his cock slide back and forth into Joan's asshole. Her cunt was dripping, the hot juices running slowly along the insides of her thighs. She licked often at the trembling flesh of her sister's rippling, grinding ass.
"Come in her hot ass, Billy!" Lisa cried out. "Fill her fucking ass with your come juice! Squirt it up her hot asshole, baby!"
Billy was panting hard, clutching his aunt's hips tightly, jerking her ass back as he drove his cock hard and deep?
"I'm about to come!" he gasped.
"Do it!" his mother urged.
"Yes, come in my hot asshole!" Joan screamed.
With a groan, Billy plunged his prick hard and deep, his body stiffening up. Lisa made a soft whimpering sound when she felt his balls writhe in her hand. Joan seemed to have stopped breathing, then a loud, throaty growl came from her. Lisa's hand was smashed at her sister's hairy cunt as she clung to her son's young, fiery balls, and she felt the spasms of Joan's juicy cuntlips begin.
"She's coming, Billy!"
"Oh, I know!" Billy moaned.
As her cunt contracted with hot orgasm, Joan's asshole began to grip and flex about her nephew's buried prick. Billy gritted his teeth, then shuddered.
"Come, Billy! Come!" Lisa cried out. "Shoot it up her fucking ass! Squirt that hot juice up her hot asshole!"
"I am, Mom!" he groaned, trying to shove more of his cock into his aunt's asshole.
Lisa pushed her face down, her tongue pro-
truding, the tip barely touching the stretched ring of her sister's asshole. She felt the crinkling tightness on the tip of her tongue, and pulled at her son's balls and her sister's tit. She felt her sister's cunt convulse again and realized her sister was having a series of orgasms, one after the other.
Releasing her son's balls, Lisa found Joan's throbbing clit and began agitating it furiously, rubbing her fingers firmly on the knotted hardness. This sent Joan into wilder orgasms, her ass bucking and grinding as she screamed over and over.
"With a long, drawn-out moan, Joan's head and shoulders lowered to the floor of the porch, her ass high in the air.
"Oh, God!" she moaned. "I thought I'd never stop coming!"
Lisa moved her fingers off her sister's clit, caressing her son's balls as she watched his cock puE from the clinging ring of Joan's asshole. As soon as it dropped free, Lisa pushed him back, and her face darted swiftly downward. She grabbed her son's cock with her lips, drawing it past her teeth, sucking it, and bringing up a few last drops of his come juice. She mewled as she tasted it, rolling her tongue about his softening cock slowly, then pushing her mouth against the scattered, wiry hairs at the base. She held his cock for some time in her mouth before letting it go. Her cunt was on fire, her clit swollen rigid and drenched with slippery juices.
When she turned her head, she found her face in her sister's still upthrust, naked ass. With a mindless whimper, she buried her mouth against Joan's asshole, sucking and licking in a frenzy. Joan gasped in delight, pushing her ass into Lisa's face. Lisa's tongue penetrated Joan in the asshole, and she tasted her son's come juice.
Billy watched, his eyes slightly unfocused. The wet sounds of his mother's tongue and the greedy way she was sucking and licking, told him she had to be very, very hot.
While sucking at her sister's asshole, Lisa thrust her own ass into the air, humping as if she had a cock inside her cunt. Billy moved to his mother's ass and pushed his open mouth against her juicy cunt, sucking and licking at it, his tongue plunging in and out, then lowering to swish about her straining clit. Lisa sobbed into Joan's ass, pushing her own asshole into her son's face, twisting and grinding.
The heavy breathing, soft sighs, and wet sounds were all they heard as they tasted and licked and sucked. Lisa whimpered into Joan's spreading ass, her tongue lapping furiously, swallowing the juices of her son's young balls as her lips burned around Joan's asshole.
With a muffled cry, she strained her cunt into her son's face, and started coming. Her tongue darted deeply into the heat of her sister's asshole while her pussy contracted against her son's face. She could feel Billy's tongue up her cunt, and his nose searing her asshole with his hot breath. The convulsions became stronger, and Lisa didn't know if she was having a series of orgasms or just one, long, powerful one.
When her cunt calmed, Billy pulled his tongue free and sat back, breathing hard. Lisa, her body trembling weakly, also sat back. The evening breeze cooled her wet, puffy cuntlips. Joan rolled onto her side, curling up with her knees against her tits.
There was no conversation for a long time.
"Well..." Lisa Finally said in a soft voice. "Now that we've fucked each other out, I guess it's time for bed."
Joan sat up slowly, still shaking gently. She lifted her ass and felt her asshole tenderly. "Pve never had such a good ass fuck in my entire life," she said, "Billy, for a young stud, you sure know how to ram that prick to a girl."
"Did I hurt you, Aunt Joan?" he asked.
"Hurt me? Hurt my ass?" Joan laughed, deep and husky. "Baby, I wouldn't give a fuck if you did hurt me! I'd take that cock anyplace you shoved it, and be very satisfied. Hell no, you didn't hurt me. You may have spoiled me for other cocks in my ass, but you sure didn't hurt me."
"You did become sort of wild," Lisa said.
"I guess my secret is out," Joan said. "I love hard cock up my ass more than any other place. I was afraid if you knew, you'd think I was strange or something.''
Lisa and Billy laughed. "You are something," Lisa said.
Chapter Ten
The car was loaded, and Lisa and Billy were reluctant to leave.
"So stay," Joan said.
Lisa was wearing a pair of old, faded jeans hacked off very high on her long, slender thighs, with a very tight T-shirt, her tits protruding with firm nipples. Billy, too, was in cut-offs, and was bare chested.
Joan wore a pair of lacy, fragile panties, nothing else.
"I can't," Lisa replied. "I've still got a job, you know. There's no way I can quit."
"Find something in town here," Joan suggested.
"In that town?" Lisa laughed. "Doing what? Jerking sodas at that ancient drug store?"
"Hey, we used to have some pretty good times there, you know. Don't knock it."
Billy stood at his aunt's side, caressing her pantied ass. His cockhead poked from the fringes of his cut-offs.
"It would be better than jerking the young boys off behind the counter," Lisa said, then giggled. "Well, maybe jerking them off would be more fun than jerking sodas, come to think of it."
"One thing about your visit, you're not shy anymore," Joan said, tweaking one of Lisa's pointed nipples. "Listen, I've got a secret you didn't know about. I did jerk a few guys off in that drug store. I would get those hard cocks out under a booth table and they'd come all over my hand."
"You didn't!" Lisa laughed.
"I did," Joan insisted.
"Joan, you're shameless."
Joan smiled. "I guess I jerked about every cock in the county, at one time or other, in the back booth."
"That's a lot of cock!" Lisa grinned.
"I wanted a lot of cock," her sister said, and cupped Billy's prick as it pushed from his cutoffs. "I don't want so many as I used to, but I still want it as much. I'd settle for this one right nows."
" 'That's my guy,'' Lisa said, watching Joan rub her palm about Billy's cockhead. "Find your own."
They walked outside toward the car.
"I wish I could," Joan said. "I've never found one man I wanted to hang onto, until now. You know, you could leave Billy here for a year. He could go to the same school we did."
"Oh, no you don't, Joan!" Lisa laughed softly. "You'd have him worn out in three months. Besides, why should I let you have him? He's mine and I'm going to keep him.
"I may not have been fucked as much as you, Joan, but I know a good thing when I've got it. No, Billy stays with me."
Joan had Billy's cock pulled from the fringe of his cut-offs, her fingers wrapped about it, pumping back and forth. Lisa saw the piss hole glisten in the sunlight. Joan's hips swayed gently and her tits were tilted with hard nipples.
"I know it's going to be difficult for you Joan," Lisa said, "but you'll find a nice guy around here, if you look hard enough."
Joan didn't want to let go of Billy's cock. She ran her palm over his dripping piss hole, then lifted it to her lips, licking the juice from her hand.
"Just one more?" she asked softly. "One more fuck, please, Lisa."
Lisa glanced at the sun. "It's getting late and we have a long drive, Joan."
"One more, please."
Joan was squeezing hard on Billy's cock, jerking back and forth, her other hand sliding between her legs, feeling her cunt through the wet panties. And then she was on her knees, cramming Billy's cock into her mouth, sucking it furiously, making soft whimpering sounds. Billy cupped his aunt's face, working his cock back and forth, fucking her mouth as swiftly as his aunt sucked.
"Aw, shit, go ahead," Lisa said.
Joan pulled her mouth off her nephew's cock, almost ripping her panties from her body. She turned and leaned over the hood of the car, jutting her ass back.
"Up the ass, Billy!" she urged. Lisa stood at her sister's side, her hands pulling the shapely ass cheeks apart to expose the crinkle of her asshole.
"Fuck her, Billy," she said. "Give your aunt one final fuck in her hot ass, then we're leaving."
Eagerly Billy shoved his cut-offs to his knees, and pushed his cockhead to his aunt's fiery, tight asshole. While his mother held the satiny ass cheeks wide open, he thrust his cock quickly up Joan's asshole, making her cry out with delight. The ass ring grabbed his cock, and Billy began to pound swiftly back and forth.
Joan danced her ass about, spreading her feet on the gravel drive, humping back to him. Her tits flattened on the smooth hood of the car, her arms reaching above her head. Lisa watched as she had the night before on one porch, her cunt bubbling wetly and her own asshole clenching as if Billy were fucking her there.
"Oh, yes, Billy!" Joan sobbed, twisting her naked ass frantically. "Ram it to me hard, Baby! Ahhh, so fucking good!"
Lisa watched her son's cock pounding in and out of her sister's asshole.
Joan sobbed. "Ahhhhhhh, hard as you can, Billy! I want you to run that cock up my fucking hot asshole until it comes out of my cocksucking mouth!"
Billy gripped his aunt's hips, jerking her back as he thrust inward, his balls slapping at her hairy, wet cunt. The feel of her asshole, so tight and hot around his cock, excited him. He pulled his right hand off his aunt's hip and slipped his fingers into the frayed leg of his mother's cutoffs, feeling her bushy cunt.
The cut-offs were too tight, and Lisa helped her son by unzipping them and pushing down to her knees. Billy plunged a finger into his mother's wet cunt, and with a cry of pleasure, Lisa grabbed his wrist and began to fuck his fingers while she watched his cock going in and out of her sister's eager asshole.
"Ohhhh, fuck her ass, Billy!" Lisa gasped hotly. "Fuck your aunt in her hot asshole! Drown her hot fucking ass with your sweet come juice!"
Joan was bucking about frantically, lifting her ass as high as she could, pushing it back to Billy, and straining to get more of that wonderful hardness into her asshole. His balls smashed at her pussy, and she darted a hand between her thighs to squeeze them tightly there.
"Ohhhh, I'm about to come already!" Joan cried.
"Make her come, baby!" Lisa shouted, humping her cunt onto all four of her son's fingers. "Make her come! I'm about to come, too . . . fucking your fingers!"
With his aunt's asshole clenching tightly about his cock, Billy plunged furiously. He panted and grunted as he rammed his cock back and forth, his balls drawing up tightly. Lisa was watching him closely, and when she saw her son stiffen up, she suddenly grabbed at his hips and jerked his cock out of Joan's ass.
"Nooooo!" Joan wailed, coming hard. "Leave it in my asshole!"
But Lisa had leaned down, grabbing her son's cock with her lips just as he began to spew hot, creamy come juice. She gulped wetly, swallowing his juices with each rapid squirt, sliding her lips down his jerking cock until she could taste his come juice splash into her throat.
Joan twisted around, looking at Lisa sucking the come juices from her son's cock, her eyes showing her disappointment.
"Damn you, Lisa!" she moaned. "I wanted to feel him come in my asshole!"
Lisa clung to her son's cock until the spurt-
ing ended, then she drew her lips back, flicking her tongue at his piss hole. She grinned up at her sister, her lips gleaming wetly in the bright sunshine.
"I'm only getting back at you for that trick you pulled on me when we were little," she said.
"How many times are you going to get back at me?" Joan asked.
"Oh, I don't know." Lisa grinned, licking her lips as she stood up, pulling her cut-offs up and zipping them. "But if you want, you can lick my lips."
She pursed her lips toward her sister, and Joan cupped her tits and ran the tip of her tongue from one corner of Lisa's mouth to the other, getting a taste of Billy's cock juices. She squeezed Lisa's tits, fondling them as Billy lifted his cut-offs and watched them.
"I wish you could stay longer," Joan said for about the hundredth time that morning.
"You mean you wish I'd leave Billy here."
"No, Lisa," Joan said. "Both of you. I've son of gotten to like licking your cunt, you know, as well as sucking your son's cock off, and getting it in my ass and cunt."
"It would have been nice if you liked licking my cunt when we were young," Lisa said.
"You're going to hold that over me for the rest of our life, aren't you?"
Lisa gazed at her sister, then burst out laughing.
"Of course, not," she said, hugging Joan tightly. "I was teasing,"
Lisa pulled her sister's panties up, snapping the elastic loudly at her hips. She patted Joan's lovely ass.
"We've got to go," she said. "As it is, we'll get home very late tonight."
"And you won't stay any longer?" Joan asked hopefully.
"Billy starts school next week, and I've been away from my job too long as it is," Lisa replied. "But we'll drive up on a three-day weekend."
"That's a long time to wait," Joan pouted. "I don't know if I can hold out that long."
"Well, you could start jerking off the boys in the drug store again," Lisa said, softly, smiling to let her sister know she was still teasing.
"That's no fun anymore," Joan replied. "I've grown-up and quit jerking kids off. Now I want cock in my ass, my cunt and my mouth. That was just kid stuff." Joan thought a moment. "When is the next three-day weekend?"
"I think in about a month," Lisa said. "Why?"
"Wait right here!" Joan said. "Don't go away!"
Lisa and Billy watched her pretty ass jiggle inside her tight bikini panties as she ran into the house.
"What's she up to, Mom?" Billy asked, sliding his arm about his mother's waist, then under her tight T-shirt to cup a naked tit.
"I never know what my sister is up to," she replied, pushing her tit into his hand.
They waited almost half an hour before Joan returned. She was wearing a pair of shorts and a T-shirt like Lisa, and in her hand was a small bag.
"I'm going with you," she announced.
"You are?" Billy said, squeezing his mother's tit.
"I thought so." Lisa laughed. "But you forgot something, Joan.''
"I did?"
"You forgot to lock up the house."
"Oh, shit!" Joan said, putting the suitcase down and running back to the house, lier legs flashing in the sun. When she locked up the house, she came back to find Lisa and Billy in tne back seat of the car. Lisa had her son's shorts at his knees, and was playing with his cock. Her T-shirt was up around her neck and her shorts were open.
"You're driving, Joan," Lisa laughed.
"That's a dirty trick, Lisa," Joan said. "I was going to fuck Billy all the way."
"You're driving," Lisalaughed at her sister. "I'll fuck him all the way. You get him after we get there. Now get your ass in the car and start driving."
