It was Henry David Thoreau, in Walden, who remarked, "The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation." This statement appears to be just as true today as it was then. Perhaps it is even more valid today considering the pressures and frequent monotony of today's world.
The majority of today's men and women live in boring circumstances, and when the opportunity for change arises, they are often quick to seize the chance. For the characters in this story, the opportunity is one which many would consider perverse and deranged for it is one of incest. But it provides a release and a need. All morals and scruples are cast aside in a moment of madness-a chance to grab pleasure before it is taken away.
A UNTIE MAKES THE FAMIL Y-a novel about the quiet desperation in so many of usand the extremes to which it may drive us.
"Absolutely, Aunt Polly," Janet insisted, then added, "Aunt Polly, I just have to find out what it's like to ... to...."
As Janet's voice trailed off, her aunt reminded her that there was no point in holding back when the issue was so obvious. "Tell me exactly what's on your mind, darling, in your own words. I'll understand."
Taking a deep breath, Janet gulped. "Pardon my language, Aunt Polly, but I've got to try it. Try ... fucking."
Polly didn't raise an eyebrow. "Go on, dear."
Her self-confidence strengthened, Janet said in a rush, "I'm thinking about it all the time. I wonder how it will feel when a big, hard cock in my pussy pops my cherry. Want to know how it is to finally be a real woman instead of a dumb, little virgin."
"Yes, I felt the same way when I was your age," Polly sighed.
"What did you do about it?" Janet anxious-ly asked.
"Just what came naturally," Polly recalled with a grin. "Found the right boy and practical-ly raped him."
"Gee," Janet wistfully said, "I wish I had that much nerve. But I don't even know where to start with a boy. Could you teach me, Aunt Polly? Give me some pointers on how to get a boy to fuck me?"
Polly chuckled. "Since then I've been married and divorced three times so I'm a little out of practice with young boys. Besides, what worked for me then might not work for you now."
"But I just know it would, Aunt Polly!"
Janet declared. "And you're the only one I can talk to about sex. If I brought up anything like this with my mom, she'd hit the roof! If you don't help me, no telling how long I'll stay cherry."
"Well, maybe...."
"Please, Aunt Polly, please?" Janet pleaded. "You've just got to show me how to get a boy to fuck me."
"Show you?" Polly answered, her eyebrows raised.
"You know, give me advice."
"But," Polly slyly suggested, "suppose I did actually show you?"
Now it was Janet's turn to raise her eyebrows.
"Fact is," Polly then confessed, "all this talk about hard, young cock has got my pussy as wet as yours must be. Look." She playfully lifted her skirt and spread her sleek thighs. Between them, the crotch of her panties was stained with fresh pussy juice. "Yes, I'm really starting to wonder if I've still got what it takes to hold my own with the younger generation."
"Oh, go for it!" Janet urged. "Then I could hide some place and watch so I'd find out exactly how to fuck. It'd be perfect."
"Know what?" Polly giggled, openly rubbing her cunt through her damp panties. "I'm just crazy enough to take you up on it."
"When?" Janet eagerly quizzed.
"Well," Polly replied with a leering grin, "a certain young man is dropping by this afternoon to mow my lawn."
Janet gulped, "You mean?"
"Unless you want to wait for somebody else," Polly chuckled. "But that might take days. Anyway, I'll leave it up to you."
Janet didn't hesitate. "Then fuck him, Aunt Polly. Fuck him for me."
* * *
Even though it was on the verge of happening, Janet knew she wouldn't believe it until she saw it with her own eyes. She was concealed behind her aunt's floor-length draperies, having slipped into hiding after the knock on the door just a moment ago.
"Well, look who's here," her aunt said, answering the door in a loosely fitting robe. "I must have lost track of time while I was soaking in the tub. Sorry about the way I'm dressed."
"'S all right," the boy sheepishly answered. "You look, uh, just fine to me."
"Mmmm, flattery will get you everywhere," Polly teased. "Before it goes to my head, we'd better sit down so I can tell you what I want done in the yard."
The boy took a seat and Polly settled in the chair across from him. She started to discuss the yard work, but the boy clearly had difficulty concentrating when Polly crossed her shapely legs so the robe fell partially open at the thighs.
"In case you're wondering, Marty, I don't mind you looking at me. In fact, I find it very flattering and, like I told you before, flattery will get you everywhere with me."
The boy tried to say something, however he couldn't.
"Something tells me you wouldn't mind seeing more," Polly answered, growing bolder. "And I know I wouldn't mind showing you." Polly lightly tugged at the sash of her robe. The flaps separated at the top, revealing most of her bare tits. "Do you think I have nice titties, Marty?"
The boy nodded stiffly.
Polly brushed her robe all the way open from the waist up. Falling free, her tits jiggled in total exposure. Now, on total display, her nipples were like a pair of ripe, red strawberries.
"Does looking at my big titties give you a hard-on, Marty?"
The boy just hung there for a moment. But Polly wasn't the only one waiting for his reply. For studying his expression as she eavesdropped from the draperies, Janet knew that her brother Marty did have a hard-on.
Her kid brother with a hard-on! Janet had never even wondered about Marty's cock before. But, then again, the last thing she'd have ever believed was that she'd be here today watching her aunt trying to seduce her brother.
"You still haven't answered my question, Marty," Polly sexily persisted. "Well, if my titties can't get you to tell me if your cock's hard, maybe my pussy can."
Polly pulled her robe all the way open and spread her legs. Her cunt was very hairy, but the silken growth divided at the center of the curly triangle to reveal the meaty groove of her pink pussy lips. When she fingered her clit, a liquid pearl of female honey trickled from her pussy.
"Now, Marty," she coaxed her nephew, "what about that hard-on?"
"It-it's there, Aunt Polly," Marty croaked.
"Do I just have to take your word for that, or are you going to let me see for myself?" Polly teased.
"I-I don't know what to do!" Marty stammered.
"Well, I do," Polly crooned.
She got up from her chair, leaving the robe behind so she walked stark naked toward her nephew. She knelt before him, her hand on Marty's bulging crotch.
"Just close your eyes and try to relax," she advised him. "Let Aunt Polly take care of the rest."
Marty not only closed his eyes, he gripped the sides of his chair as if he were hanging on for dear life. Then the whir of his lowering zipper filled the air, as his aunt opened his swollen fly.
"Mmmmm, you're hung even better than I expected," Polly noted, her hand groping inside her nephew's jeans.
With a jerk of her wrist, she pulled out. Marty's prick. It was rigid and throbbing, about nine inches long and extra-thick from tip to root. Polly claimed that she couldn't remember ever seeing a cock that was any bigger and snuck a playful glance over toward the draperies.
And behind the draperies, of course, Janet had her own reaction to Marty's hard-on. She couldn't compare her brother's stiff prick to any others because this was the first prick she'd ever laid eyes on. But Marty's cock seemed huge and it had her pussy spasming with moist desire.
What would she do, Janet wondered, if it were she kneeling before that big cock? Well, that was why she was here-to find out by watching her aunt.
"Eyes still closed?" Polly asked Marty.
Marty breathlessly nodded, nervously waiting for whatever happened next.
Unknown to him, his eavesdropping sister was equally anxious. "She's going to suck his cock," Janet excitedly whispered. "Oh, yes, suck it, Aunt Polly, suck his cock. Show me how to suck a cock."
Marty's crotch automatically lurched when he felt her damp, oral warmth. His aunt abruptly deep-throated his entire prick.
"Jeez!" Marty gasped, his eyes now flying open. "A blow-job!"
Even a sexually inexperienced Janet was smart enough to tell that her brother had never had his prick in a mouth before. "Marty's just as cherry as I am," Janet sighed. "Wow, and I thought I was frustrated."
"What do I do now? Jacking off's all I know about," Marty choked.
Polly responded by taking his hands and placing them on her face. Marty briefly hesitated, then haltingly began guiding her suction. However, once he realized how good it felt, he gained enough confidence to work her mouth on his cock with steady rhythm.
"He's fucking her in the mouth now," Janet murmured. "If Marty keeps it up, he'll come in Aunt Polly's mouth for sure."
Even sooner than Janet expected, her brother quickly rasped, "Gonna shoot it, Aunt Polly. Shoot my wad right away!"
Polly sucked cock harder than ever, sucking loudly. In addition, she rapidly stripped Marty's jeans down past his hips, just in time to squeeze his balls to prime his supply of jizz.
While her brother groaned with release, Janet panted from afar, "Oh, God, he's coming now. And Aunt Polly's drinking all that cum! Mmm, I wonder what it tastes like. Bet if I was sucking a cock I'd swallow every drop, just like Aunt Polly'll do."
Marty expected the same from their thirstily gulping aunt. "Yeah, drink it, Aunt Polly, drink my jizz! All of it!"
Polly needed no encouragement. Indeed, even after her nephew's prick had stopped spurting she kept sucking. Nursing on Marty's dribbling cockhead as if it were an oversized nipple, she milked the dregs from his balls.
Then, boyish again when his drained cock was finally released, Marty gulped, "Gee, Aunt Polly, thanks for giving me my first blow-job. I'll mow your lawn for nothing after that."
"First of all, that wasn't just a blow-job. You fucked me in the mouth, stud," Polly quickly replied, her glistening lips sticky with teenaged jism. "And, second of all, you can forget about the lawn. You've got something a lot more important to do for me."
Hoping he knew what she meant, Marty got another hard-on on the spot.
"That's right, stud," Polly told him as she walked over to the couch. "Fuck me!"
With one leg hooked over the backrest and the other dangling on the floor, she spread her pussy wide open. Then she spread it open even farther, fingering her pussy lips so they stretched her cunt practically from thigh to thigh. The inner pink of her yawning cunt was almost blinding.
"I knew the first pussy I ever fucked would turn me on plenty," Marty panted, stepping out of his fallen jeans. "But, Jeez, I might come before I ever get my cock in you, Aunt Polly."
Polly chuckled. "That's why I made sure to suck you off first, to slow you down enough so you can give me a nice, hard fuck before you shoot your wad again. Don't worry, auntie knows best, you'll be fine. Just get your cock in my cunt and you'll see."
Marty eagerly approached his aunt. But when he arrived at the couch he hesitated, unsure of exactly how he should proceed.
"Lie on top of me," Polly instructed. "Nice 'n' easy. Relax."
Marty eased down, holding his breath. His aunt stroked his asscheeks with one hand and his back with the other, settling him down.
"That's right," Polly soothed, "get used to my body. Press your chest down against my titties and rub a little. Slip your hips all the way down between my legs. Thatta boy. Just relax and get comfortable."
"Yeah," Marty sighed.
"Starting to feel at home?"
Marty nodded and his aunt reached for his cock, guiding it into her pussy.
"Now push," Polly told him.
Marty's hips flexed and about a third of his prick sank into his aunt's welcoming twat.
"Jeez, your pussy's tight."
"Keep pushing ... don't stop until your whole cock's in my cunt ... yes, deeper, deeper. Bury your big cock in my tight cunt to your balls!"
"Unnhhh, it's in," Marty grunted. "I can feel all of my prick inside your pussy now, Aunt Polly. What do I do next?"
"Start moving when I do. Like this...."
Polly wrapped her legs around her nephew, rocking him in the cradle of her thighs while her hips rolled and her ass squirmed beneath him. Marty's cock jerked in her cunt, setting his own hips and ass in motion too.
"See how easy it is to fuck me?" Polly said. "Now just keep it up, stud. Keep your prick moving back and forth ... mmmm, in and out of my pussy. Oh, yeah, make me come."
Marty's cock stabbed one, two, three times to the squishing depths of his aunt's pussy. With the third cock-thrust, Polly pushed back so her ass left the couch, the cheeks flexed along with The rest of her naked body. Then she felt a stupendous orgasm that shook her from head to toe.
"Ooooh, you just made me come so hard," she groaned to Marty.
Marty's cock kept pumping in Polly's cunt, driving her ass back down into the cushion of the couch. But this wasn't enough for his aunt. She drew his head down to her chest and told him to suck her tits at the same time he fucked her pussy.
"Just keep sucking and fucking me and I won't stop coming until you finally come, too," she panted.
"Silly me," Polly chuckled. "I almost forgot how quick on the draw a boy your age can be when he's fucking his first cunt, even when he's already come once in my mouth."
"Can't help it, Aunt Polly," Marty croaked.
"Nobody wants you to, stud, 'specially me," Polly eagerly replied.
"Then I can go ahead and come now?"
"I'll never forgive you if you don't," Polly bubbled, squeezing Marty's cock with her cunt.
Then, as his face was pulled back down to his aunt's tits, Marty gave in to the pressure and let the dam between his legs break.
"Coming now!" he moaned, his mouth full of tit.
"Mmmm," Polly sighed. "So much cum that my pussy'II never hold it all. And such a shame to waste even a precious drop."
"I'll shoot the rest of my jizz anyplace you want me to, Aunt Polly," Marty readily offered. "Just tell me where."
"Pull out, then. Hurry!"
Marty automatically reacted, his cock abrupt-ly leaving her swamped pussy and spurting all over Polly's belly.
"What now?" Marty called.
"Just let it cream all over me," Polly called back. "Aim a little higher."
Marty got the message, shifting the angle of his cock's flow so his cum splattered his aunt's tits. This turned out to be the final blast, his cockhead now dripping like a leaky faucet.
"Dribble the last of it on my face," she told her nephew.
Marty promptly wiped his oozing cockhead across her lips, leaving them glazed with jizz. Then, as Polly tasted them with her licking tongue, her nephew left sticky smudges of cum on her cheekbones and forehead.
"Ahhh, what a wet fuck," Polly sighed when her nephew's cock was totally drained. "I just wish there'd been even more cum."
And then, proving that she wasn't exaggerating, Polly smeared Marty's jizz all over her naked body. She dabbed it up into her hair, and even down between her toes, with a stop in between to lube her asshole with a couple of slippery fingers. She sparkled with the fresh cum.
"Damn, Aunt Polly, I never knew anybody could be as beautiful as you are right now," Marty gushed. "I think I could fuck you all over again."
"Prove it, stud!" Polly eagerly shot back.
Marty's prick instantly sprang back to full hardness. And this time his aunt pulled her tits apart, signaling for him to fuck her between them. Marty's cock was immediately there and Polly squeezed her tits around it.
On his way to coming all over again, Marty rasped, "I was cherry before today, Aunt Polly, but I can't believe I'll ever fuck anybody who puts out better than you. You're the best!"
"You'll never know that for sure until you use what I've taught you on somebody else," Polly answered. "A boy your age needs to get all the sucking and fucking he can. Who knows, your next piece of ass might be just as good as me."
"But what about me and you, Aunt Polly?" Marty sked.
"I'll always be waiting," Polly assured him.
"God, Aunt Polly, you really are the best!" Marty declared. "In and out of the sack!"
And still looking on from behind the draperies, Janet Matson could only agree with her brother. For Janet knew exactly what her aunt was setting up, knew that her aunt had paved for her to lose her cherry by seducing her own brother!
But did Janet have the nerve to go that far?
Her throbbing, wet cunt gave her the answer, as it leaked its sticky juice down her thighs. Yes, yes, yes!
CHAPTER TWO
Their parents having gone out for the evening, Janet was alone in the house with her brother. If the time was ever right for her to seduce Marty into popping her cherry, this was it.
Preparing to make her move, Janet ran through a mental checklist of dos and don'ts. In particular, she recalled a piece of expert advice her aunt had given her about coaxing a teenaged boy to fuck her.
"No matter how hot you are, honey," Polly had cautioned, "stay away from coming on like gangbusters or you might scare him off. Let him know you're available step by step, like I did with Marty when I answered the door in my robe. Show him a little bit of this, a little bit of that-and, don't worry, you'll know when he's hooked."
"How's that, Aunt Polly?" Janet had anxiously asked.
"Silly girl," Polly had laughed. "How do you think?"
"Look at his crotch!"
"Exactly. When his fly's bulging like his hard-on's ready to unzip his jeans on its own, you're home free. And once you've given him a blow-job and swallowed his cum, you own him."
Now, on the verge of following through with her new bag of tricks, Janet steadied herself for the most important night of her young life. Indeed, Janet felt she was almost losing her cherry as much for Polly's benefit as she was for her own. And at this point all that remained for her to do was go ahead and get the job done.
She left her room. When her horny pussy wetly squished with every step she took, she knew how ready she was to finally get fucked.
* * *
"Mind if I use the living room to do my exercises while you're watching TV, Marty?" Janet asked her brother.
He shrugged that it was okay with him.
Wearing a tank top and running shorts, with no bra or panties underneath, Janet started limbering up by bending down to touch her toes. This lifted her ass up in the air so the shorts caught in her crack and exposed her dimpled asscheeks.
"Mmmm," Janet sighed, "feels so good to stretch."
Her brother seemed to ignore her. But then a commercial interrupted the football game, leaving his attention available to Janet.
"Really, Marty," she called to her brother, still doubled over, bottom up, "working out makes you feel like a million bucks."
Marty finally glanced her way. Feeling his eyes on her, Janet flattened her hands on the floor, hoisting her ass just a little bit higher.
"A million bucks, huh?" Marty sighed. "That's how good you wanna look, Sis?"
"I try," Janet answered.
She briefly straightened up, then slapped her hands back down on the carpet so her ass bobbed aloft again. She could feel the cheeks flexing and separating, causing her pussy hair to tickle at the crux of her rear-spread thighs.
"Think it's doing me any good?" she now asked her staring brother.
"I dunno, Sis," Marty drawled. "If you ask me, you're selling yourself short. You look a lot better than a million bucks to me."
Wiggling her ass to show how much she appreciated the compliment, Janet then borrowed one of her aunt's sexy lines. "Flattery will get you everywhere, Marty."
"Oh, yeah, Sis," he teased back, "how far is that?"
"Depends on how far you want to go, Brother Dear," Janet giggled.
Marty reached over and turned off the TV set. "I think I'd rather watch you work out."
"Sure, why not?" Janet agreed, moving into the space between her brother and the TV.
She slumped down on the carpet, sitting on her ass. Then, extending her legs, she began rhythmically opening and closing them. Every time they parted, her tugged shorts revealed her hairy pussy.
"This one's good for my hips and thighs," a puffing Janet explained. "But it really wears you out."
As she finished the count Janet's legs moved more slowly, increasing the exposure of her hot crotch. Then, reaching fifty, she left them yawning apart. Placing her feet on the floor, she raised her spread knees so her brother could see directly between her open thighs.
"Mmmm," she sighed, "my hips and thighs feel soooo good."
She ran her hands down from her waist, then inside her legs near the hollows of her crotch. When some pussy hair got in the way, she playfully twisted it around her fingers.
"So, uh, you don't wear panties while you're working out, huh, Sis? Like I'd wear a jockstrap?"
"In case you haven't heard," Janet giggled, "girls are built different than boys. We don't have the same things down there to keep from hanging out."
"Maybe not, Sis," Marty gulped, "but you're still showing plenty."
"Well, as a matter-of-fact, Brother Dear, so are you," Janet answered, looking straight at the bulge at the crotch of Marty's tight jeans.
"Jeez, Sis, I'm only human," Marty choked, self-consciously closing his legs and sitting upright in his chair.
Janet, however, displayed no such modesty.
Not only did she leave her thighs apart, she nudged the panel of her shorts aside so more of her hairy pussy showed.
"God, Sis, are you trying to drive me crazy?" Marty panted, squirming in his chair.
"Let me put it this way," Janet purred, "I don't mind you looking at me. That is, if I can look at you, too. Fair's fair."
She reached out with a foot, pushing one of her brother's knees aside. The zipper of his swollen fly had been forced halfway down by the hard-on that wanted out of his jeans.
"I'll even keep my part of the bargain first," Janet said sexily.
Before her brother could respond she'd wriggled all the way out of her shorts, kicking them away. Then, nude from the waist down, Janet kept her legs spread and fingered her pussy lips apart to reveal her pink cunt gash.
"Now it's your turn, Marty," she told her pop-eyed, open-mouthed brother.
Marty's hand was like a puppet's, as if it were being guided by wires when it clumsily made him reach for his crotch while the rest of him remained static. Next there was a metallic whine-his zipper being lowered. Then, when he took a deep breath, his heaving belly snapped his jeans all the way open.
He wore jockey shorts and they were packed with more meat than they could hold. At the waistband his red cockhead poked out from the elastic.
"Ahhh, I like what I see so far," Janet cooed. "But I'm ready to see a whole lot more."
Marty was shaking now. But somehow he got the courage to fold over the waistband of his shorts so more of his stiff prick showed. Then, wincing as if it were painful, he folded over the elastic again ... and again. It turned out to be sort of a male striptease, his prick appearing inch by throbbing inch.
"Yes, take it off. Take it all off!" Janet playfully urged.
All nine inches of Marty's standing cock were out in the open now. Only his balls remained covered, caught in the folded elastic of his lowered shorts. Then, working loose, they spilled free, churning with desire.
"Wow!" Janet exclaimed.
She immediately bobbed up on her knees before her seated brother. Her face pushed into his lap, her tongue leading the way. She licked Marty's balls, then lapped up his prick's thick shaft. When her mouth arrived at his cock head she closed her lips around the pulsing knob and turned on the suction, beginning her first blow-job.
"Can you take the whole thing, Janet? Suck my whole cock?"
Janet responded with a deep-throating gulp, answering her own question as well as her brother's. It was so easy that she guessed that every normal girl simply must be born knowing how to go all the way down on a cock. Marty, however, automatically assumed that her talent for giving head had to be the result of previous experience.
"Damn, Sis, I never knew you put out like this," he gasped. "You must've given plenty of blow-jobs! But you sure kept it a secret. Everybody I know in school thinks you're a virgin and a half!"
Her brother's mistaken impression of her thrilled Janet to her cunt. For there was nothing a virgin who was determined to lose her cherry liked hearing more than that the boy she'd picked as her first conquest thought she was a tramp.
"Man, what I'd give to find out who you've been fucking, Sis," Marty continued. "Must've been guys from another school or I'd have heard something. Or maybe it was somebody older. Is that it, Sis, have you been making it with older guys?"
Fortunately, Janet couldn't answer with a mouthful of her brother's prick. She didn't want to lie since, before long, Marty was bound to find out that she was really cherry. For the time being, though, Janet loved having her brother believe she was practically a whore. It would just make his reaction all the more delicious when he eventually found out he was actually fucking a virgin.
She used her mouth like a cunt on his cock. And, indeed, as his cock head rubbed in her throat, it had started to feel as if she had an oral clit down there. Damned if she didn't think she might actually climax just from sucking Marty's prick. She sucked Marty's cock even harder, hard enough to swiftly bring her hung brother to the brink of coming himself.
"Oh, Sis, my cock's gonna blow now!" Marty gasped.
Janet kept him deep-throated and then squeezed his balls. It was like pulling the trigger of a loaded gun.
"Yeah, I'm shooting it ... shooting it!" Marty groaned with release, the liquid bullets of his jizz firing down his sister's throat.
Janet couldn't believe how good it tasted. She'd been expecting his jizz to be sweet, but hadn't thought it would be this fantastic. In addition to being cherry Janet had stayed away from drugs, but she guessed now that even the strongest dope could not have hit her as hard and fast as Marty's cum did. She was immediately addicted.
"Drink it, Sis, drink it all down!" Marty urged.
He was wasting his breath. Janet wouldn't have surrendered a precious drop of his cum for anything. So when her brother's prick slowed to a creamy dribble, she kept right on sucking. Not only did she want to drain the dregs from his balls, she also wanted to keep Marty's cock stiff for the action she expected once the blowjob was over-fucking.
And, sure enough, when Janet finally released her brother's prick, his hard-on hadn't lost an inch. "Oh, you're ready," she sighed.
"R-ready for what, Sis?" Marty stammered.
"You know," Janet kittenishly replied.
"F-fuck you, Sis?"
"Don't you want to?" Janet pouted.
"Are you kidding? I wanna fuck you so bad that my balls are sore, Janet," Marty readily admitted. "But I can't. Not fuck my own sister. Thought I could up until just a minute ago, but when it gets down to it, I just don't have the guts to go through with it."
"But I already sucked your cock and swallow-ed all your cum," Janet pointed out. "If you went for that, why not the rest?"
"That wasn't the same as going all the way, though," Marty maintained. "Let's just leave it at the blow-job, Sis. It's just too risky for me to actually fuck you."
"What're you afraid of, Marty?" Janet asked, forcing herself to remain calm.
"That if we do it once, we won't be able to turn back," Marty said in a rush. "If we were even, say, cousins, it'd be all right-"
"Or if I was your aunt or something?" Janet slyly interrupted.
"Yeah, even that," Marty gulped, flinching. Then he bumbled on, "The thing is, anybody but you and we're not living in the same house. With the same parents keeping an eye on us. We fuck now, Sis, and we'll be horny to keep doing it. And, sooner or later, mom and dad'll catch us."
Janet had to admit to herself that her brother made sense. But she also didn't give a damn. She was too close to finally losing her cherry to worry about the future. He'd better fuck her, that's all there was to it.
But then Janet recalled Polly saying, "If he gets scared, make him think you're backing off.
Give him room to breathe. And then, after he starts thinking about what he might be missing, he'll come around all on his own."
So, Janet now sighed to her brother. "I suppose you're right, Marty. It's too risky for you to fuck me."
Surprised at how easily she had apparently given in, Marty gulped, "Where are you going, Sis?"
"To my room," Janet wistfully answered. "Guess I'll just have to finger-fuck myself. And whatever you do, don't come near me or I might forget how much sense you're making and just go ahead and rape you."
"Yeah," Marty croaked, "I'd better go to my room, too."
"Good idea," Janet said in false agreement. "See you later."
They went into the hallway and parted to go into their bedrooms, which were side by side. But when Janet closed her door, she left it slight-ly ajar. Then when she got on her bed and spread her legs, she made sure she was positioned so her brother could see her hand on her cunt if he couldn't resist peeking.
"Mmmm," she moaned, putting her fingers to work on her stiff clit, "this feels so good! Maybe I don't need Marty's cock in my cunt after all."
Janet hoped that her brother would overhear her through the wall separating their rooms. It worked and soon she heard his footsteps padding toward his door, shuffling nervously in the hallway.
"Ooooh, feels like a cock," Janet loudly declared, stuffing a cluster of knuckles into her cunt. "Feels better than a cock! Yes, fuck yourself, girl, fuck your own pussy better than Marty could ever fuck it!"
Just as Janet had hoped, her door swung open. There stood Marty, his frustrated hardon jutting out in front of him. It seemed to pull him into her room.
Janet pretended that her eyes were closed, that she couldn't see Marty. His eyes were as big as saucers as he watched her pump her cunt. Then when she climaxed, and shifted her dripping fingers from her juicy pussy to her mouth to taste her own cum, Marty lost control.
"Damn it, I don't care what happens!" he cried with desperation. "Sis, I've got to fuck you!"
Janet looked up on cue, just in time to see her hung brother rush toward her bed. He pounced on her like a jungle cat, his cock driving into her cunt with lurching force.
The orgasm Janet had just prompted by her own hand had been genuine enough, but the one she now experienced on the spot from her first pussyful of cock was something else again. It made her previous climax seem like makebelieve. A cock finally in her cunt was thrilling her to her very soul.
"Oh, thank you, Marty, thank you!" Janet gushed. "Thank you for changing your mind about fucking me!"
Marty rasped. "Truth is, Sis, I couldn't stop myself from fucking you."
"You won't regret fucking me," Janet promised. "You'll see, it'll all work out."
"Hope you're right, Sis, but it doesn't make any difference now," Marty answered. "All that matters is fucking you! The way your tight cunt grabs my prick...."
His voice trailed off as his cock pumped in Janet's pussy. Then she wrapped her legs around him, rocking him on top of her so his prick kept rhythmically jerking in her pussy's damp vise.
"Now suck my titties," she urged. "Suck my titties while you're fucking my cunt, Marty, so I'll come some more for you."
Marty's slurping mouth went directly to work on Janet's tits. He was so eager to get to them that he sucked the stiff nipples right through her tank top. And down below his prick went crazy in her pussy, the last thing on his mind being the possibility that his sister was a virgin.
At the beginning of the fuck Janet had braced herself for the pain she'd expected to experience. But, after Marty's hard-on shafted her pussy without any result except sheer pleasure, Janet forgot all about anything but how good it felt. Indeed, she reacted as if she'd been fucking for years.
If she'd thought about it, she might have decided that the popular image of a ripped, bloody cherry was just a myth. Or that maybe hers had been accidentally popped years ago without her knowledge, while she was horseback riding or something. But, in fact, she didn't think about anything but the way she was coming and how her brother would soon come too, his spurting cock swamping her fucked cunt with hot jizz.
"Oh, Marty," she cried after several minutes of solid fucking, "come along with me now!"
She squeezed his hilted cock with her pussy as hard as she could and rhythmically tugged. Then Marty's prick jerked within her, somehow penetrating her an extra inch or so that Janet hadn't known was there. And, suddenly, she felt the pain, a sharp, searing pain that shot to her very soul.
"My cherry!" she blurted out, not even thinking about her words. "My cherry just popped!"
Stunned, Marty bolted upright, yanking his cock out of his sister's cunt. But it was too late to reverse the effects of the friction from all that tight fucking. As Marty blinked with disbelief from what he'd just heard, his prick uncontrollably erupted.
"I'm c-coming! Look at me c-come!" he stammered, watching his cock spurt in the open.
There was a torrent of jizz. It splashed all over his sister's squirming body, drenching her belly and soaking her tank top so the fabric clung to her heaving tits. Then, as his cock slowed to a dribble, the final drops fell between Janet's spread legs. And that's when her brother looked directly at her cunt.
"My God!" Marty gasped.
Fucked bloody, Janet's cherry cunt resembled an oozing wound. The red flow from its ripped depths glistened from thigh to thigh and trickled down into the crack of her ass.
"I should've told you," Janet muttered. "But you never would have fucked me if you'd known I was cherry."
Marty nodded, then grinned.
"I'm glad you didn't tell me, too, Sis," he admitted. "Then I might have missed out on one dynamite piece of ass."
And Janet knew that she'd passed the test with flying colors. She'd proved she was a woman now, and, damned, if she wasn't ready to take advantage of it. When her brother fucked her the second time, she promised herself, it would be even better than the first.
CHAPTER THREE
Janet had cleaned up with a quick bath. After she got out of the tub and dried herself off, she laughed about the way she felt-squeaky clean on the outside, but low-down and dirty on the inside.
Then, stark naked, she went back to the reason for her wonderfully dirty feelings. Her brother was waiting for her in her bedroom, nursing a hard-on for her that wouldn't quit.
"Well, here I am, fresh as a daisy," Janet said to Marty. "And horny as a bitch in heat!"
"It's the second part I'm most interested in, Sis," Marty leered. "If you'd left your cunt bloody, I'd have fucked it again anyway."
"No, I don't want anything to remind me of my cherry," Janet said. "Want to forget I was ever such a useless thing as a virgin."
"The way you put out, Sis, it was only just a technicality," Marty laughed.
"You don't know what a load it is off a girl's mind to know that she's a real woman, that she doesn't have to prove anything to herself anymore."
"Ahhh, but I'm gonna make you prove it to me all over again, Sis," Marty said.
"Well, that's different. And it's my pleasure!"
Marty sat on the edge of the bed and she got up on it. At first she seemed unsure of which pose to strike. Then, instead of falling back on her ass with her legs apart in the standard fucking position, she bobbed up on all fours with her raised ass pointed at her brother.
"It's my bitch-in-heat look," Janet giggled over her shoulder. "How do you like it, Marty?"
"Sure wouldn't mind seeing more, Sis," Marty requested.
"Then don't call me 'Sis' for now, okay? Call me what I am-bitch. I'm your little bitch in heat, Marty."
"All right then, bitch, show me more."
"How about this?"
Janet had reached back to grip the plump cheeks of her ass, separating them. Open from the rear, her cunt yawned, moist with desire. However, this time it wasn't the only opening she had on display. For a notch away, framed by the wispy hair which grew up from her crotch, was the dusky pucker of her asshole.
"Jeez, Sis ... I mean, damn, bitch ... your ass turns me on as much as your cunt," Marty readily confessed. "With that hair growing there, it looks like another little, tiny pussy."
"Yeah? It does?" Janet sighed. "Let me see too, Marty."
Her brother went and got a hand-mirror, then held it up at the split of Janet's rear cheeks. Looking back at the reflection, she saw a part of herself that she'd hardly ever given a second thought to before.
"Hard to believe that something so adorable is the place where shit comes out," she said of her asshole. "Wonder how it feels if you-"
She interrupted herself to slip a finger into her ass and wriggle it within.
"Mmmm," Janet moaned with pleasure. "Yeah, I could get used to this real fast." She boldly probed the tight opening, beginning to fingerfuck her ass.
"God, Sis," Marty blurted out, "can I do that to you?"
"Ask me right," Janet teased.
"Let me finger-fuck your ass, bitch!"
"That's better. But, come to think of it, just asking's not good enough. Take charge, Marty. Just tell me what you're gonna do to me."
Marty took a deep breath, and his words came out as macho as Janet was hoping for. "Gonna finger-fuck your ass, bitch!"
"Go for it then, tiger," Janet urged.
Snatching her hand away from her flared ass, Marty replaced it with his own. His middle finger shot into her asshole and started pumping.
"Ahhh, it feels even better when you're doing it to me," Janet panted. "But I think I'd like two fingers twice as much."
Marty immediately added the second finger to his sister's widening asshole. In response, Janet began rolling her hips to increase the friction.
"More, more!" she told her brother. Marty curled his fingers in the tight but elastic space, forming a knobby cluster. When he punched ass with it, Janet shuddered with a sudden orgasm.
"I'm coming already!" she reported. "Damn, if your knuckles don't feel just like the head of a cock in my ass. And every time you move them it grabs hold of my clit like a pair of pliers."
"Man," Marty excitedly said, "I wish I could really ass-fuck you. Wow, would that be some tight fucking!"
"So what's stopping you, then?" Janet replied.
"Could I, Sis?"
"Only if you've got the balls to be the boss. And don't call me 'Sis'. I'm your bitch ... bitch ... fucking, little bitch!"
Marty took another deep breath. "You're getting fucked in the ass, bitch!" he declared. "Taking my hard cock straight up where you shit!"
Marty pulled his fingers from his sister's asshole with a pop, then moved the head of his cock in on her backdoor. Then, before taking the plunge, he spit on his hand and lubed his hard-on.
"All right," he said, setting his hips. "Hang on, bitch! You're about to get ripped."
His crotch lurched, powering his stiff dick straight ahead. The head and several inches of thick cockshaft disappeared into his sister's ass, making her pussy lips tremble.
"Well, bitch, how's it feel to get your ass fucked?" Marty asked.
"Hurts," Janet whimpered.
Really a nice kid at heart, Marty immediate-ly had doubts he was doing the right thing when he realized his sister was in pain. But Janet quickly made sure that she kept him on the right track.
"Yes, it hurts," she groaned. "But it hurts soooo goooooood! More, Marty, more! More of your cock up my ass!"
She made sure she got it, rocking back on her knees. Her brother's prick stabbed to the depths of her tightest fuckhole, fucking her so deeply that her hot shit began seeping around his buried cockhead.
"Ooooh, what a trip!" Janet swooned. "Can you feel my shit leaking on your cock, Marty? I never knew it could be such a turn-on to shit before. Is that kinky or what, Marty?"
"Yeah, you're some kinky bitch, for sure!" Marty hornily agreed, his own arousal doubled by his sister's shitty climax. "Dirtiest bitch I'll ever fuck."
His opinion was music to Janet's ears. For, of course, it meant that Marty thought she was an even dirtier piece of ass than their Aunt Polly. After all, even Polly, with all her experience, hadn't taken Marty's cock in her filthy butt the way Janet now did.
And now, as much as she owed her aunt, Janet couldn't resist hearing herself praised at Polly's expense. Without naming names, she was determined to coax her brother into making a comparison.
"Mmmm, I love being your dirty bitch," she told Marty. "Love turning you on in ways the other girls won't do. How many of them have you fucked before me, Marty? Plenty, I'll bet, the way you're hung."
Marty was still too much of a boy to be able to lie convincingly about something like this. First he tried to respond like a man of the world, muttering something about getting his share of action. But it sounded so phony that he winced himself.
"Aw, what the hell," he sighed, "I'm not fooling anybody. Fact is, Sis, if you'd come on to me last week, we'd have both still been virgins."
"I won't ask you who it was," Janet said, shrewdly letting Marty off the hook on that count. "Just need to know who put out for you best, Marty. Be honest. I know I'm kinky, but I want to be number one all the way around. Was it me or her, Marty, me or her?"
Having no idea that his sister knew who he was talking about, Marty answered, "She was just some old dame with an itch in her cunt. I only fucked her because I wanted to get off, that's all. Really, she was so horny for young cock that I was doing her a favor."
"Then you won't fuck her again?" Janet anxiously asked, wanting to steal Marty away from their aunt.
"Not as long as you're around, Sis," Marty vowed. "And since we're living in the same house, well, doesn't look like you have much competition. You want a permanent studservice, bitch, you got it!"
"Then give it to me right now, stud. Straight up my ass!" Janet urged. "And don't forget to keep calling me a bitch. That's me, your dirty, little bitch."
"Take this, bitch!" Marty rasped, brutally driving his prick so deeply in Janet's ass that her shitty bowels squished out loudly and his balls slapped noisily against her cunt.
"Mmmm," Janet moaned, "I'm coming again already!"
"Oh, yeah," Marty answered, "I can feel your hot shit leaking all over my prick."
"Does my shit turn you on?"
"As much as your pussy juice did when I fucked your cunt," Marty readily replied. "Looks like I'm just as kinky as you are, bitch. Don't see how we could get any kinkier."
"What if I thought of a way?" Janet reckless-ly suggested.
"Then I'd sock it to you before you could change your mind, bitch," Marty promised.
"You talking about fucking my cunt made me think of it," Janet said. "Made me wonder what it'd be like if you fucked me there again."
"Sure, bitch, later-"
"No, right now. Don't you get it? Out of my ass right into my cunt, while your cock's still so shitty from butt-fucking me!"
"Wow, now that's dirty!" Marty admitted.
"So what're you waiting for, stud?"
"Nothing, bitch!"
Marty's cock ripped out of Janet's ass, its violent withdrawal treating her to an extra flashorgasm. Then, reaching behind herself to finger her rear-spread pussy lips, she closed her eyes to wait for her brother's next cock-thrust. First, though, Marty treated her to some raunchy teasing.
"Ought to see my prick, bitch," he called from behind. "Looks like it's been dipped in tar! It's gonna fuck your cunt so dirty that you won't believe it, unless you wanna back out...."
"What if I did?" Janet asked with curiosity.
Marty gave her the answer she craved. "Then I'd just have to go ahead and rape you, bitch! No way you're keeping my shitty cock out of your pussy now!"
Janet couldn't resist bringing the worst on herself. "No, no, Marty, I've changed my mind!"
Her hands had flown away from her pussy lips and Marty replaced them with his own, yanking at the rims of her cunt so her gash became a gaping, pink tunnel. Then, angling his cock toward the target, he barreled his nine thick inches into his sister's squishing cunt.
"Stop! Stop!" Janet cried in false resistance.
"You'll take it and like it, bitch!" Marty barked. "With a bonus."
While his prick began pumping in her pussy, he slapped Janet's ass. She kept pleading for him to stop, meaning not a breath of it. The first slap on her ass was followed by another, then another and more, until the sharp smacks were arriving in brutal succession.
"Oh, you bastard," Janet sobbed, her tears real, except that they were of ecstasy rather than agony.
"That's exactly what a bitch like you deserves," Marty shot back.
He slapped JanetVass one more time, his hand remaining against her ass. Then a thumb and finger slipped into the crack of her bruised ass and Marty took a wisp of the hair growing around his sister's asshole and twisted it into a pigtail.
This latest bit of cruelty took Janet by surprise. "Stop, stop!" she squealed, almost meaning it.
But then her brother's cock jackhammered from the rear in her pussy with pounding force. Suddenly, with the addition of another word, Janet dramatically changed her tune.
"Don't stop! Don't stop!"
She climaxed violently. It was such a powerful orgasm that it was almost as if she'd never come before. The glorious pain and the degradation heaped upon her provided the difference.
"You're killing me!" she groaned.
Her brother laughed. "Oh, no, bitch, you're hanging around for as long as I want you to. I need a fuck-slave."
"Oh, yes, I'm fucked. Soooo fucked," Janet choked. "Fucked mind, body and soul."
Marty jerked his prick out of Janet's cunt. Her pussy juice had bathed it clean, making the nine inches of rigid cockmeat glisten from tip to root, conveniently lubed for a return trip up her tight asshole.
Now, his cock set for a fresh plunge, Marty released the hair he'd been twisting in the crack of his sister's butt. It had left Janet's asshole red, swollen, and wide open.
Marty mashed his cockhead into the waiting dent. He shoved, all his strength channeled to his bucking crotch. He grunted like an animal goring a foe on the field of battle.
Greased by pussy juice, his hard-on surged to the hilt in his sister's asshole. Then Janet's seeping shit took over, providing the slippery momentum for Marty's cock to piston back and forth in her deep chute.
"Can't stop coming!" she cried, reaching between her legs and thumbing her clit and finger-fucking her own pussy.
"God!" she now crowed. "Coming doesn't get any better than this!"
"Aren't you forgetting something, bitch?" Marty asked, abruptly breathless. "You aren't the only one who can come, you know."
Janet laughed out loud at her lapse. "I got so carried away with my own coming that I forgot all about you shooting your wad. Maybe I don't need you to fuck me after all, just a machine."
"Well, what you're gonna get, bitch, is something you can only get out of a real cock-an assful of the hottest jizz there is!" Marty vowed.
"Sounds like a threat," Janet teased, "but, as far as I'm concerned, it's a promise I'll be damned sorry if you don't keep!"
She began rocking back and forth on her knees, tugging and hauling her brother's cock in her ass. She quit fingering her cunt and reached farther back to squeeze his balls to prime their creamy load.
"Come, come, you bastard!" she demanded.
Marty's cock exploded in Janet's ass. The jizz scalded her, but it burned so good it washed the shit from her bowels.
"Oh, I'm boiling inside! You were right, Marty, you are coming hot and hard enough for both of us," she groaned. "But that isn't stopping me from coming again too!"
Marty reacted by abruptly withdrawing his cock from his sister's ass. He seemed to be angry at her for having her own climax while he came. It was as if she'd somehow stolen the spotlight from him. Indeed, when he roughly flipped her so over, Janet thought he might slap her for coming out of turn.
But then she knew it was all right. The unannounced grin on her brother's face relaxed her.
"Frosting on the cake, bitch," Marty called down, his dribbling cock in his hand, pointing directly at Janet's face.
She opened up just in time for his thrust. His filthy cock went straight from her shitty ass into her mouth. Damn, Janet excitedly thought as she sucked Marty's prick clean, if she wasn't coming all over again!
CHAPTER FOUR
A week had passed since she'd lost her cherry to her brother and Janet was starting to suspect that perhaps she'd bitten off more than she could chew. While she loved sucking and fucking with Marty whenever she got the chance, she felt a growing sense of guilt.
Her problem was her aunt. If it hadn't been for Polly, Janet knew, she'd still be cherry. And how was she paying her back? By selfishly keeping Marty all to herself when it was clear that his big cock turned on Polly, too.
"Yeah, I'm kind of a double-crossing rat for stealing Marty away from Aunt Polly," Janet sighed.
And yet, on the other hand, she had to honestly admit that the thought of her brother fucking their aunt again overwhelmed her with jealousy. And, no matter how much she regretted her betrayal of her aunt, Janet worried more about Marty sneaking off to Polly's pussy.
While she wrestled with her conflicting emotions, Janet avoided her aunt completely. She just couldn't face her. But what surprised Janet, was that Polly hadn't tried to get in touch with her either.
"She's got to be wondering if I went ahead and lost my cherry," Janet reasoned.
Then it occurred to Janet that perhaps her aunt had found out what happened on her own. And, of course, there was only one way Polly could do that-from pumping Marty for information, pillow talk. So Janet's jealousy abruptly resurfaced as she imagined her brother fucking their aunt on the side, despite the sharp eye she'd been keeping on him lately.
Her suspicions starting to get the better of her, Janet realized she needed a quick fuck from her brother to regain her peace of mind.
Fortunately the folks weren't at home. Their mother was at her weekly bridge game and their dad was working late.
"Marty!" Janet called, sticking her head out of her bedroom door.
He was supposed to be in his room studying for a big exam. That's why they weren't already in bed. He'd asked his sister to at least give him until nine o'clock with the books, since if he didn't make his grades he'd be ineligible for the basketball team. And apparently he'd meant it, for Janet got no response.
She tapped on his door. Still no answer. When she tried the knob, it was locked.
"Marty, I know you're in there," she whined.
The silence that followed was deafening. Unwilling to accept rejection, Janet briefly returned to her room to find her student body card, then came back to Marty's door to jimmy the lock.
The door creaked open. But Marty wasn't in his room. Looking beyond his empty desk, Janet focused on a raised window, the curtains blowing in the breeze.
"The little bastard sneaked off on me," Janet hissed. And damned if she wasn't almost sure where!
* * *
Polly's house was dark, but Janet wasn't about to give up because of that. She slipped in through the back door, then crept down the hallway toward the bedroom. That's when she heard the first moan.
Janet tip-toed nearer. Now she could hear her aunt's voice clearly.
"Ooooh," Polly sighed, "your cock feels just as big as ever in my cunt. Just made to fuck me. I'm coming so hard."
The bedroom door was ajar and Janet nudged it a little farther open. But it was so dark inside that all she could do for now was listen.
"Now keep me coming while you're fucking me," Polly urged. "You remember how ... yes, that's it, suck my titties. Suck and fuck me."
Janet heard slurping and rhythmic squishing. And, of course, there was the steady hum of her aunt's orgasmic moaning.
"Damn you, Marty, how could you cheat on me like this?" Janet cursed.
Then, making it worse on herself, Janet immediately provided the answer to her own question. The reason Marty was here was painfully obvious. Their Aunt Polly was one terrific piece of ass, that was all there was to it. There was no way Janet could deny that after having learned everything she knew about sucking and fucking by watching her brother being seduced by Polly in the first place.
"I must've been crazy to think I could ever hold my own against such a woman of the world," Janet admitted to herself.
At this point, Janet guessed that she ought to just give up and leave her aunt and brother to themselves. After all, what was the point in torturing herself anymore? However, Janet surprised herself by not budging an inch. And, as her ears continued to be filled with the sounds of fucking, her pussy had started to spasm.
If only she could actually see Marty fucking Polly, Janet thought, as her middle finger slipped within her own juicy cunt. As long as the room remained dark, though, the best she could do while she played with herself was close her eyes and imagine what they looked like.
Her eyes shut, Janet imagined her brother's big cock pumping in their aunt's hairy pussy. She picked up on the rhythm with her probing finger in her own cunt, sticky juice running down her inner thighs.
"Mmmm, it's almost starting to feel like Marty's fucking me at the same time he fucks Aunt Polly."
Janet helped her fantasy take hold by adding a second finger to her cunt, then curling them within herself. The cluster of knuckles was like a cockhead, big and hard enough to quickly bring her to the orgasmic brink.
"Ooooh, I'm gonna come," she gasped. "Come just like I'm getting fucked right along with Aunt Polly."
Then her aunt fueled Janet's flight of fancy by groaning, "I just came again! Harder than ever! Feels like I'm coming hard enough for two women."
"Amen," Janet sighed in unheard agreement. "I'm right there with you, Aunt Polly."
However Janet was about to be reminded that there was one aspect of coming which she could not share with her aunt. For, although she was climaxing spasm for spasm with Polly, only her aunt's fucked cunt would be on the receiving end of the male version of the same.
"Shooting my wad!" he cried.
And hearing her brother's voice, so ragged with lust that Marty sounded like someone else, Janet was forced to surrender her fleeting illusion that she had been part of the fucking action. She suddenly felt foolish having her own fingers in her pussy.
"Mmmm, my pussy'll never hold all the cum!" Polly cried, as though she were purposely mocking Janet. "Gonna rub it all around, especially in my ass. Just love sticking a slippery finger up my asshole!"
"Yeah, keep talking dirty to me that way," Marty rasped, his voice still sounding strange.
"I'll talk dirty to you if you give me something dirty to talk about," Polly teased.
"Yeah?"
"Eat my pussy!"
"But I just fucked it. It's full of my-"
"That's right. My pussy's fucked full of your own cum," Polly giggled. "Just look."
She turned on a nearby lamp, adjusting the shade so the light spilled between her open thighs but the rest of the bed was in semidarkness. From the doorway Janet still couldn't see Marty's face, bufshe could hear him gulp as he looked at their aunt's sloppy pussy.
Janet also gulped with anticipation, hoping against hope that this time Polly had gone too far and Marty would come running back to her.
"It's disgusting, isn't it, Marty?" Janet whispered. "Tell the old bitch how disgusting her sloppy cunt is."
To Janet's surprise, Polly took the same approach. "Isn't my pussy a mess? Have you ever seen a cunt that was so disgusting?" She fingered her cunt apart, the light catching the glistening jizz as it trickled into the split of her previously smeared ass. "Well, tell me how disgusting my pussy is." There was silence.
"Then I'll do it myself," Polly chuckled. "After all, I was the one who agreed to talk dirty to you."
With astonishing ease, she then slipped her entire hand inside her slobbering cunt. The excess jizz trickled down her arm.
"When my pussy's been fucked so hard and wet by a cock as big and juicy as yours, stud, I can get almost anything into it afterward," Polly laughed. "If you ate me now, who knows, you might be able to get your whole head up my cunt! Now wouldn't that be something? You up to your neck in a cuntful of your own jizz?"
"Oh, Marty, I'd never put you down like this," Janet murmured. "Aunt Polly's no good for you. You need me, just like I need you. Come back home. I'll be waiting with my cunt wide open, clean and fresh for you."
At this point Janet noticed that her brother was nodding in the shadows. For an instant she almost believed she'd somehow gotten through to him. Then she realized their aunt was still talking and Marty seemed to be agreeing with her.
"Yes," Polly crooned, "my fucked pussy's so slimy. See the way the light shines on it?"
Marty's head bobbed up and down in the semi-darkness. From afar, Janet strained to see the expression on his face but his features remained hidden in the shadows. He just had to be turned-off, though, didn't he?
"Yes, yes, yes, my slimy pussy's starting to look better and better to you all the time, isn't it?" Polly said. "You're really starting to wonder what your own cum would taste like if you sucked it out of my slimy, fucked pussy. If it turned you off, you'd have lost your hardon. But look how stiff your cock still is."
As her brother nodded some more, Janet saw the swollen head of his prick jut into the light. He had a hard-on all right.
"No, no, Marty don't fall for her tricks," Janet begged in a strangled whisper.
"You want it," Polly confidently insisted. "Want to go down on my slimy pussy right now and find out what your own cum tastes like."
The figure in the shadows jerked forward. Janet couldn't stand to look so she closed her eyes. But then, when the hungry slurping reached her ears, her curiosity got the best of her. When her eyes opened again, her kneeling brother's face was buried in their aunt's hairy crotch while his tongue noisily spooned his own cum out of Polly's cream-filled cunt.
"Oh, Marty, Marty ... how could you?" Janet whimpered. "I'm so much better for you than Aunt Polly. Marty, don't you see...."
Then, suddenly, Janet held her breath in midsentence. For although her brother's face was hidden between their aunt's spread legs, most of the rest of his naked body was now in the light. And to Janet's amazement, he looked like a different person.
Marty had never seemed this muscular before. And that hair on his chest, how come Janet hadn't noticed it before? And his ass was hairy too. Janet recalled Marty's asscheeks being as smooth as a baby's.
"Oh, Marty, please don't let it be you," Janet panted with a fresh surge of hope. "I'll never be so glad to have been wrong in my life!"
And it was apparent that Janet wouldn't have to wait long to learn the truth about the identity of the man going down on her aunt's sloppy cunt.
"Mmmm, I do believe you've just about sucked all of your jizz out of my cunt already," Polly called down. "Now, when I come, my pussy juice'll wash the rest of it away. Then my cunt should be just like new. Ready for you to fuck me again!"
There was a male gurgle of agreement from between Polly's legs. Following it, she flicked her clit and climaxed on the spot. Her female cum was hungrily sucked from her orgasmic cunt by her pussy-eating lover as she rubbed her hairy crotch against his face.
"Ahhh, the way you're draining my cunt it's gonna be as squeaky clean as a damned little virgin's when you fuck me again," Polly playfully predicted. "Like I was cherry all over again for you, the way I was the first time you fucked me all those years ago."
Now Janet knew for certain that it wasn't her brother in the bedroom. The last thing their aunt had been when Marty fucked her before was cherry.
"My God," Janet gasped, realizing what she'd stumbled onto. "If he took aunt Polly's cherry, he must have been the boy she told me about last week. The one she claimed she practically raped when she was still a virgin!"
Janet sensed that she must know him. Indeed, something about his body had started to become familiar. What's more, recalling his voice, Janet had the definite impression that she'd heard it before and often. Now, she'd get the chance to hear it again.
"Mmmm, my pussy's ready for you to fuck it again," Polly called. "And I know your big, stiff cock's ready."
"Better believe it," the mystery man said from the nest of Polly's sucked cunt.
Janet wondered who she knew who talked like that? Somebody who chain-smoked, she reasoned, because it was a smoker's voice. Somebody, Janet figured, who smoked as much as....
"Daddy," Janet numbly whispered, thinking of her father with his customary cigarette hanging from his mouth.
Suddenly it all made so much sense to Janet. Her father and aunt were brother and sister, after all. Their past incestuous relationship exlained why Polly had been so eager for Janet herself to lose her cherry to Marty, to also fuck her own brother. Like it was a family tradition!
"Straighten up before you fuck me again," she requested. "I want to see how hard your cock is for me before you stick it back in my pussy."
"Sure, Sis. You make me feel like a horny kid again."
"S-sis!" Janet breathlessly stammered.
"Oh, George, what a beautiful monster!" Polly declared at the sight of the jutting prick.
Yes, George was the first name of Janet's father. But hearing it was an anticlimax. For by that time Janet had already focused on his leering face, as George Matson stared between his sister Polly's legs at the hairy cunt he was about to fuck with his massive prick.
CHAPTER FIVE
They had finished fucking and now they were talking. Still there, hiding in the darkness beyond the door, Janet took it all in.
"How come you wanted me to fuck you again?" George Matson asked his sister. "After all, Polly, it's been years since the last time you went after my cock."
"Something, happened, George," Polly sigh-ed. "Something that reminded me so much of you that I couldn't resist giving you a call to see if you were still interested in my pussy. I thought it over for about a week, then finally went ahead and dialed your office."
"Guess that in the back of my mind I've been waiting for the right word from you all these years. What finally made you call tonight after waiting so long?"
"Like I said, something happened...."
"What, Sis?" George insisted.
"Suppose I make you a deal," Polly suggested. "You do something special for me now, and I'll tell you everything afterward. Trust me?"
"Okay, Sis. What do you have in mind?"
"I'll give you a hint," Polly said, back to giggling. "You need a nice, fresh hard-on for it."
"Somehow I figured that," George answered with a knowing grin. "How's this?"
He flexed his crotch, stiffening his big cock at will. It abruptly jutted from his loins, angling upward like a teenager's anxious hard-on.
"So far, so good," Polly murmured with approval. "Now you're probably wondering what I expect you to do with that adorable monster. Well, I'll give you another hint. It's something I only used to let you try when I was really hot."
"I think I'm getting the idea, Sis," George eagerly replied.
"Then prove it," Polly beckoned.
He reached for his naked sister, guiding her onto all fours like she was a bitch in heat. Then he moved behind her, taking a plump asscheek in each hand.
"How'm I doing so far, Sis?" he asked.
"On the money!"
George separated the halves of her raised ass. Her cunt was now spread from the rear, but that wasn't the opening which captured her brother's attention. George focused his eyes a notch away from her pussy, where the hair from her crotch grew up the crack of her ass and swirled around the puckered dent that was her body's tightest hole.
"Mmmm, that's sweet," George hungrily sighed.
"Then you still like my ass?"
"More than I ever did!"
"Then do you want to taste it? Get it nice V slippery with your wet tongue?"
"Am I breathing?" George panted.
"Oh, then hurry up and start doing it, George. Suck my asshole. Eat my ass! Give me a rim-job like you used to do, with your tongue straight up where I shit."
George immediatley lowered his head and he wedged his face between Polly's spread cheeks.
He started licking. Then because she had so much hair growing there, he took a mouthful of floss and sucked until the roots tugged at the rim of Polly's asshole.
"Mmmm, use your teeth some," Polly urged.
George promptly bit at the clump of her asshair, yanking it.
"Damn, that hurts so good," Polly whimpered with pleasure. "Practically enough to make me come."
But, instead of coming, Polly farted from the strain on her asshole. But George not only didn't mind in the slightest, he welcomed it. His mouth sealed his sister's windy opening so he could inhale all the female fumes.
"Ahhh, almost forgot how you used to get off on my smelly, little accidents," Polly teas-ed her brother. "I usually did fart before I came, didn't I? Then, once your mouth was on my asshole, you'd push your tongue up inside me and rim me until I finally did come for real."
Her thighs quivered as her brother tonguefucked her ass.
"Yes, that's it, George," Polly moaned. "Work your tongue in deeper, deeper! So deep you can taste my sweet shit."
George probed until his tongue was hilted. Polly began rolling her hips in response, corkscrewing his tongue around in her tight chute.
"Remember what I discovered about my ass when we were kids, George? How the nerves back there somehow were wired straight to my pussy?" Polly mused. "How I felt everything you did up my ass with my clit?"
George couldn't speak with his tongue buried in his sister's asshole but the gurgle that caught in his throat told Polly that he remembered the link between her ass and pussy.
"Well, good news, Brother Dear," she sang out, "everything still works the same way after all these years!"
Polly reached between her legs to get at her clit but her brother's hand had already beaten her there. Together they combined his thumb and her finger to pinch the magic button so her senses orgasmically exploded.
"Ooooh, I'm coming now!" Polly swooned. "God, what coming!"
She began rocking to and fro, forcing George's tongue to fuck her asshole as if he owned an oral cock. This made her come even harder, accompanied as it was by the continued male-female pinching of her rigid clit.
"Can't stand it anymore!" Polly shrieked. "Gonna have an accident if I don't stop coming!"
She didn't stop coming. She had the accident. Before, her pussy juice had been running down their arms while she and her brother attacked her clit. Now, though, it was replaced by a flood of hot, liquid gold.
"Yes, I'm pissing! Pissing so hard!" Polly declared. "Go ahead, George, take your tongue out of my ass now and lick up my piss."
George's tongue popped free and began lapping his sister's drenched inner thighs. From there it slowly worked back up toward Polly's dripping crotch, where her pussy bush was sopping wet.
Soon Polly's hairy pussy soggily bearded her brother's face as George planted his lips on the lips of her pussy. The tip of his tongue poked within, finding the neglected spot which most men foolishly ignore in a woman's cunt.
"Yes,George, that's it! You haven't forgotten!" Polly exclaimed. "You're tickling my peehole just perfect! Just right to make me piss straight down your throat."
George thirstily started gulping in advance. Then Polly's second golden shower flooded in his mouth. He drank it all as if it were the most expensive French champagne, then swabbed the final drops from inside of his sister's sloppy cunt.
"I love your piss, Sis," he happily gurgled. "Always have, always will. All these years and I've never let another woman piss on me. Just wouldn't be the same drinking piss from anybody else's cunt."
"Well, I've been saving it for you all this time," Polly told her pleased brother. "Nobody's ever tasted my piss but you, George."
"What else had nobody ever done to you, Sis?" George anxious asked.
"You know I've had three husbands...."
"C'mon, Sis," George cut in, "you know what I mean."
Polly let George wait a long time before she finally gave him her answer.
"I've taken cocks everywhere but there," she said,. "Sometimes more than just one at a time, too. But never in your special place, George. Somehow I saved it all these years just for your cock, even though I didn't know if you'd ever fuck me there again."
"Thanks, Sis. Hearing that makes me glad I didn't do it there with anybody either."
"You mean you've never fucked anybody else in the-"
George nodded. "Only you, Sis."
"God, you make me feel like I'm cherry for you all over again!"
"Hold on then, Sis," George said, straightening up on his knees directly to Polly's rear. "After so long, you'll probably be tight as hell. With my cock this hard, it'll most likely hurt no matter how easy I take it on you."
"Mrara, it better hurt," Polly said aloud.
"Still like it rough, huh, Sis?" George chuckled.
"Like you're trying to rip me in half, stud!" Polly replied. "Now get to work on me."
George placed his hands on the sloping rise of his sister's raised ass. He pulled the cheeks apart, the same as he'd done when he'd previously feated in their yawning split with his mouth and tongue. The dusky pucker a notch from Polly's pussy was expanding and contracting in anticipation.
Now George's hard-on pierced his sister's spread buns, his cockhead right on target. Some of the spit left over from his previous rim-job drooled out of the opening and moistened the blunt tip of his rick.
"Well, this is it, Sis," George said.
"Then be mean to me," Polly urged. "Rip me, rip me!"
George crotch promptly bucked, powering his big prick straight ahead. Suddenly it was halfway buried in as small a female space as a cock could possibly fit into.
"More, more of your cock!" Polly pleaded. "Deeper, deeper! All the way, George!"
When George surged again, his sister also jerked back on her haunche. The result was the complete penetration of his ten-inch prick.
"Oh, that's it! Your whole cock in me!" Pol-ly gusted. "Now move it ... in and out ... back and forth, George."
She helped her brother get the rhythm by rocking to and fro. It put his cock into constant motion, giving Polly the friction she craved.
"Yes, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it!" she cried. "Oh, my ass! Fuck, fuck, fuck my ass!"
"Damn, Sis," George croaked, "I'm fucking it as hard as I can."
But Polly insisted, "Harder! Harder!"
Srpinging forward, Polly made all of her brother's cock except the head leave her asshole for a brief moment. Then, lurching backward, she jammed his entire prick up her ass again.
"Love your huge prick in my ass best of all!" Polly shrieked. "Where your huge prick fucks me the best 'cause it hurts me the best! Like, ahhhh, this ... this ... this!"
She'd just surged forward again. Then she reared in reverse. Her brother's cock had gone nearly ten inches back and forth in her asshole within mere seconds. The next time it happen-ed even faster and from there the process became a blur as Polly forced George's long, thick prick to piston in and out of her jerking butt.
"Jesus, Sis, we're all turned around," George gasped. "I'm not fucking you-you're fucking me!"
"You can take charge any time you've got the balls to," Polly said.
"Guess I'm sort of out of practice at fucking ass," George admitted.
"You're telling me," Polly shot back, open-ly mocking him now. "Looks like maybe we both missed the boat by waiting for your cock to get back in my ass. Let's face it, you lost your touch."
That cut George to the quick and he respond-ed with anger-just as Polly wanted.
Suddenly an entirely different person, George seethed. "No more Mr. Nice Guy, bitch! You want it rough, you got it!"
His big hands locked on his sister's hips, abruptly stopping her movement and guaranteeing that she'd be marked with bruises. Then with Polly's asshole static, he began ass-fucking her to his own tempo.
"Yeah, bitch, you were right. This is a helluva lot better," George sneered. "Feels like I must be splitting you in two."
His cock-strokes lengthened with every thrust. Soon, when he pulled back, only the head of his prick remained in Polly's ass. Then, lurching forward, he abruptly bored all ten inches of his thick cock in her asshole. Over and over again he repeated the brutal process, gathering strength and gaining speed until his massive hard-on jack-hammered Polly's ass.
"Ooooh," Polly whimpered, "you're killing me, you bastard!"
"It's what you said you wanted, bitch!"
"Mmmm, I know! And I love it! Kill me, George, kill me! Fuck me to death!"
Vowing to make her beg for mercy, George added another display of macho cruelty to the violent action. With his battering cock not missing a beat in his sister's all-but-raped asshole, he reached down and seized Polly's dangling tits. When he viciously squeezed, the spongy flesh oozed between his gouging fingers.
But Polly refused to knuckle under. Indeed, she was as sassy as ever.
"What's the matter, George?" she reckless-ly dared her brother. "Afraid of my poor, little nipples? Of pinching them as hard as you can?"
"You're really asking for it, you bitch!"
"Then really give it to me, you bastard!"
George promptly grasped Polly's stiff nipples between his thumbs and fingers. Then clamping as he would with pliers, he wrenched the trapped buds of flesh around double.
"Ooooh, that's better!" Polly groaned.
"You're still bluffing, bitch," George charged.
Polly immediately proved him wrong. She did it with a sudden climax that was too explosive to be anything but genuine. A climax that put her bowels in an uproar, so hot shit scalded her brother's butt-fucking prick. At the same time, the female cum leaked from her untouched cunt like she was pissing.
"Ahhh," she orgasmically bubbled, "if this is bluffing, then I'm gonna start faking it when I come every time from now on!"
George was convinced. "Okay, Sis, you win. "Go ahead, just tell me what you want from me next."
"Exactly what I told you before still stands, stud!" Polly cried. "More, more, more! More of everything!"
George responded with machine-like precision, his cock pumping steadily in his sister's asshole. He twisted Polly's nipples some more and she, in turn, reached new orgasmic heights, screaming about how good it hurt to suffer so fantastically.
Polly was coming at such a fever pitch that it seemed likely the pleasure and exquisite pain would eventually do her in. However, as it turn-ed out, it was her brother who passed the point of no return first.
"Gonna come, Sis!" George soon croaked, sounding as if he were in agony because of the unbearable pressure on his bloated balls.
George delivered with macho force. When at long last his buried cock unloaded in the depths of his sister's fucked ass, his climax was a mighty gusher. Arriving in a creamy torrent, it flowed in a continuous stream like molten lava.
"It's burning me up!" Polly cried with joy. Her bowels were swamped with jizz. "God, George, it's the best you've ever come in me!"
But George hardly heard her. As his cum drained, so did his grasp on consciousness. Quite simply, his sister had fucked him temporarily out of his mind.
When he didn't answer and she felt his cock soften in her, Polly looked over her shoulder. George was swaying, his eyes rolling. Then he lost his balance, his soggy prick slipping from his sister's ass so he sprawled backwards into a heap at the end of the bed.
"Hmmm," Polly chuckled, "how about that? Looks like I'm gonna have to wait a while to tell him about how the younger generation brought us back together. Right now I'd just better tuck him in and let him get his rest. He'll need his strength when he hears about me taking Marty's cherry, then Marty taking Janet's."
Then, before she attended to George, a sudden smile lit up Polly's face.
"What'd really be a kick," she chuckled at her idea, "would be having the kids actually here, waiting in the wings, when I tell their old dad how they've picked up on the family tradition. Bet anything George thinks his little girl's still a virgin. Wonder if Janet's home. Maybe I ought to give her a call...."
Just beyond the door, Janet was deciding if she had the nerve to respond to Polly's idea in person.
CHAPTER SIX
What does a girl say when she comes out of hiding after spying on incest between her aunt and father? Janet Matson chose the direct approach.
"You and daddy were just beautiful together while you were fucking, Aunt Polly," Janet said to her father's astonished sister.
She'd just appeared without warning, gliding out of the darkness from beyond the door into the room. Always so composed, Polly was suddenly at a total loss as to what to do.
"Don't be nervous, Aunt Polly," Janet soothed. "I belong here. After all you were just thinking about giving me a call, I heard you say so just a minute ago."
"B-but that was just an idea. Different than you actually being here the whole time," Polly stammered. "W-watching!"
"Like I told you, Aunt Polly, you and daddy were beautiful together, especially that part about you saving your ass for his cock all these years. Did it feel as good as it looked to finally have him butt-fuck you again?"
Her wariness lessening, Polly answered with a sigh, "Getting your father's big cock back up my ass is something I've waited for a long time."
"But sometimes when you look forward to something for a long time, once it finally happens it's not what you thought it'd be," Janet said slyly.
"That could never happen between your father and me," Polly replied.
"Did Daddy really come as hard as it seemed when he shot his wad up your ass, Aunt Polly?"
Won over by her niece's coaxing manner, Polly sighed, "Your father's big cock ass-fucked me so full of cum that my asshole is still so leaking."
Without realizing in advance she was going to say it, Janet murmured, "Mmmmmm, I'll bet your creamy ass is a lovely mess."
Polly knowingly grinned, catching on to her niece's drift before Janet herself did. "Wanna see it, honey?"
Janet quickly nodded.
"Then here it is, child," Polly giggled, completely at ease with the situation by this point. She dipped to the floor. On all fours, she posed again like a bitch in heat, her bare ass raised and pointed in her niece's direction. "Go ahead, darling."
Janet's hands trembled as she placed them on the globes of her aunt's plump asscheeks. Slowly separating them, she anxiously looked into the widening valley. Polly's fucked asshole appeared in all its glory, oozing with glistening jizz that dripped down onto her rear-spread pussy.
"Looks good enough to eat, doesn't it, honey?" Polly crooned.
"Y-yes," Janet stuttered, the nervous one now.
"Then why not try it?" Polly purred. "B-but I've never done anything like that with another girl ... a woman," Janet gulped.
"'S all part of your education, dear," Polly said. "After all, only a week ago you were still cherry. Being bi is part of being a real woman."
"I've never been turned on that way before, Aunt Polly," Janet choked, staring at that creamy female ass.
"Right now is all that counts, baby," Polly replied. "I dare you to tell me you're not turned on by my ass and pussy."
"Yes ... I am," Janet haltingly confessed, as the two erotic openings tempted her increasingly hungry mouth.
"Then eat me, darling, eat me," Polly urged. "Suck your daddy's cum out of my fucked asshole, then suck my own cum out of my hot, juicy cunt."
Janet fell to her knees, her head dipping toward that succulently waiting female ass. Then her face was wedged between the soft cheeks. When her tongue took over, it snaked into the tight but slippery space of her aunt's narrowest opening.
Ass, ass, Janet wildly thought. Another woman's fucked ass, that's where her tongue was burrowing. And, oooh, it tasted so good!
"You like it. I can tell you like it," Polly confidently call back. "Now rim me, honey, give me a deep, tonguing rim-job up my ass!"
Automatically, Janet orally shoved. The slipperiness from her father's leftover jizz in her aunt's previously fucked ass made penetration easy.
"Mmmmmm, I can feel your whole tongue up my ass now," Polly moaned. "Now move it ... in and out ... back and forth ... like your tongue's butt-fucking me the same way your dad's cock did."
Jerking her tongue like a stiff prick in her aunt's asshole, Janet quickly brought Polly's senses to a boil. Very soon, Polly was a mass of orgasmic jelly.
"You got me there even faster than I expected," she cried. "Now move your mouth down and suck my cum out of my cunt the same way you just sucked your dad's cum out of my ass!"
Janet didn't have to be asked twice. The lips of her mouth abruptly sealed her aunt's meaty pussy lips. Plunging into Polly's cunt, Janet's tongue funneled the sticky flow of female cum straight toward her thirstily gulping throat.
And as she feasted on the orgasmic nectar from her aunt's climaxing cunt, Janet couldn't help but compare it with her previous sample of her father's jizz. The cum from a cunt and the cum from a cock definitely had different flavors, but it was not a question that each was, in its own way, delicious.
Janet yearned to express her gratitude to Polly for turning her on to the magic of female flesh. Saying it out loud, though, was difficult to do with a faceful of cunt. But, then again, actions spoke louder than words so Janet showed her appreciation by tongue-fucking Polly's pussy as hard and deep as she could.
"Oh, thank you, Janet baby, thank you! God, my pussy's so wet it feels like I'm pissing in your mouth."
When she heard this, Janet couldn't resist going even farther. Directing the tip of her tongue to the special spot on which she now had her sights, she orally tickled this latest target.
"Oh, baby, you're right on my pee-hole!" Polly squealed with delight. "You keep that up and I really will be pissing in your mouth!"
Janet certainly did keep it up. The liquid pressure started to build against the tip of her tongue.
"Let me piss, darling, let me piss down your throat. It'll feel as good as coming!" Polly begged.
Janet stopped blocking the way with the tip of her tongue and Polly's cunt promptly erupted with a golden shower. The hot piss flowed so rapidly that Janet couldn't swallow it all. So as she gulped down what she could, she smeared the rest of it all over her tits while it dribbled down her neck from her dripping chin.
"Can you believe it," Polly sighed when her pussy was drained, "as long as I've been bi, I've never pissed in another woman's mouth before!"
"Mmmmmm, I'm glad I was first, Aunt Polly," Janet gurgled. "If you let me cum and piss in your mouth, I just hope I'm half as sweet for you as you were for me."
"Only one way to find out!" Polly declared, rolling over onto her ass. "Sit on my face, honey!"
Panting with excitement about getting her pussy eaten for the first time by a female mouth, Janet eagerly stripped naked for her aunt. But then, when she was down to just her panties, Polly stopped her.
"That's right, sweetheart, leave your panties on for now. I'll suck them off you myself," Polly said.
"Oh, Aunt Polly," Janet giggled, "you make everything seem so dirty!"
"Even your father never said anything nicer to me," Polly sighed. "Now come here and make your aunt live up to her filthy reputation."
Janet was there immediately, straddling her aunt with her spread thighs so the shadow of her crotch fell across Polly's face. Then, as her hips dipped, Janet felt the tip of Polly's tongue tickling her pussy through the taut fabric of her panties.
"Mmmmmm, feels so good already," Janet bubbled.
"Just the beginning, darling," Polly promised. "Before I suck 'em away, I'll make you feel like your wet panties are your cunt's second skin."
Janet dipped some more, her crotch led to her aunt's mouth by Polly's teasing tongue. Then it was mouth on pussy, the two drooling openings separated only by the sheer fabric of Janet's sopping panties.
Now Polly took the panties between her teeth, tugging at them. Then she sucked the crotchband all the way into her mouth so the uncovered hair of her niece's pussy bristled in her face.
"Wow, Aunt Polly!" Janet gasped, "I really didn't think you could do it, but you are. When you suck my panties it goes straight to my clit. You've got my clit as stiff as a little hard-on already!"
Polly responded by sucking even harder. Suddenly on the orgasmic brink, Janet closed her eyes and mentally focused on her throbbing clit. In her mind the magic button immediately swelled in size.
"What a trip!" Janet said. "And, ooooh, what coming!"
Now, her attention shifting to the oozing sound of her climaxing cunt, Janet felt swamped by her own leaking cum. She yearned to be licked clean, ready now for her aunt to get past her ruined panties to feast on her juicy pussy.
"Oh, suck 'em off. Suck my panties all the way off, Aunt Polly, and eat right through my cunt."
Polly's suction tugged the panties all the way down Janet's hips and ass until they were stretched between her thighs. Then hair and meat had replaced fabric, as oral lips met pussy lips.
"Oh, push it, Aunt Polly, push your tongue all the way up in my cunt ... Ahhhh, like that, so it feels just like a prick."
With her aunt's tongue lodged in her pussy, Janet began moving up and down on it. As her hips rose and fell, she was getting fucked by her aunt's tongue with as much friction as her brother Marty's hard-on had supplied during their sessions together.
"Marty didn't fuck me any better," Janet moaned.
When she'd said this, her cunt had been hovering at the tip of her aunt's extended tongue. Then she slid all the way back down and this time she stayed there to finish her orgasm. In response, Polly slowly withdrew her tongue until Janet's pussy juice flowed directly into her mouth.
"Did you drink all of my cum, Aunt Polly?" Janet sighed. "Yes, I know you did. But I know you're still thirsty!"
Polly indicated that indeed she was by putting her tongue back to work. This time, rather than penetrating the depths of her niece's cunt, she located the much smaller opening just above Janet's fuckhole.
"Right, Aunt Polly, right on!" Janet called down. "Now tickle me there. Like that. Tickle, tickle, tickle...."
So bold in its previous role as a substitute cock, Polly's tongue now had an almost feathery touch, just perfect for stimulating its intended target to the ultimate.
"Mmmmmm, Aunt Polly, what you're doing to my pee-hole makes it feel like my clit did," Janet panted. "I'm gonna ... gonna ... pissssss!"
She let go. Once again her aunt's tongue was out of the way so her cunt could flow freely. And Janet's golden shower poured down Polly's throat.
"Drink it, Aunt Polly, drink all of my piss!" Janet cried.
However, Polly didn't drink all of it. What she did, though, thrilled her niece even more than if she had. For suddenly she lifted Janet's cunt off her face and guided the steaming torrent so the rest of it splattered all over her tits.
As she was finished pissing, Janet sighed, "Oh, you're shining, Aunt Polly!"
"Just wish there's have been even more," Polly slurped. "I'd like to drown in your piss, baby. Anything that come out of your cunt is something I just can't get enough of."
"But my pussy isn't all I've got, Aunt Polly. There's someplace a lot tighter than my cunt."
"You little devil!" Polly chuckled.
"Marty's already fucked me there," Janet said. "I took his whole cock there so anything you do, Aunt Polly, I'm ready."
"I might get carried away if you let me get started," Polly cheerfully warned.
"That's just what I'm counting on," Janet readily answered. "Do whatever turns you on. 'Cause if it turns you on, it's sure as hell gonna turn me on."
"Lie down then, honey," Polly softly instructed. "That's it, down on your tummy. What a lovely, little butt! Just fat enough."
Then Polly straddled her niece's upper thighs. After that she quickly scooped both hands between her own legs, wiping her crotch with them to moisten her fingertips with a generous amount of her own pussy juice.
"Now I'm going to give you a nice massage to start off with, sweetheart," Polly told Janet.
"Yes, anything ... anything at all," Janet murmured, as her aunt began to stroke her asscheeks with sticky, circling hands.
"Your fat, little butt is as smooth as a baby's bottom," Polly teased. "Reminds me of when I used to take care of you when you were still in diapers."
"Mmmmmm, I can almost remember it," Janet lilted.
"You'd get your diapers so dirty that I'd have to make sure you were squeaky clean or you'd get a rash," Polly crooned.
At this point she gently parted the plump halves of her niece's ass. Her thumbs slid down into the valley of the parted cheeks, lightly brushing the dusky asspucker.
"You always had such a pretty asshole," Polly now whispered. "I think it's even cuter now than it used to be, especially the way the hair grows up from your pussy, sweetheart."
"Did you really play with my ass when I was a little girl?" Janet murmured back.
"Only when I couldn't help myself. Like now, darling," Polly purred.
Polly pressed her thumbs against the ring of Janet's asshole. Then she began tracing the throbbing pucker in a small and gradually penetrating circle.
"Mmmmmm, that's good. Feels real good," Janet sighed.
At this point the delicate rim of her asshole had started to yield to her aunt's probing. So much so that Polly put both thumbs together and eased them gradually within, widening Janet's rear chute.
"Oh, yes, Aunt Polly, open me up," Janet approved. "Open up my ass so it's like a second cunt."
Now Polly reversed the direction of her thumbs. Separating them during their withdrawal, she had forcibly revealed the pink interior of her niece's asshole.
"More, more!" Janet steamily urged.
Her aunt repeated the process, in and out with those insistent thumbs. With deep penetration followed by spreading withdrawal, the normally tight muscles of Janet's asshole surrendered their final resistance. Her thumbs having done their job, Polly next began to finger fuck her niece's ass. She used a single finger at first, then quickly added another and another.
"Do you like being fucked in the ass by another woman?" Polly asked.
"God, yes!" Janet groaned.
Janet reached back with both hands to pry her own trembling asscheeks apart. This was the cue for Polly to add her thumb in her niece's shitpit. Then she made a fist in the always tight but yielding asstunnel.
"Ahhhh, it's like a cock! The biggest cock that could ever fuck my ass!" Janet gusted. "More, Aunt Polly, more!"
And so Polly fist-fucked her niece's ass. And pushing back with every thrust, Janet came and came and came, welcoming the driving pressure on her insides.
"Gonna do more than just come now!" Janet cried, after several minutes of having her ass continuously fist-fucked. "Can't hold it back!"
She was suddenly shitting, shitting along with her nonstop climaxing. Her aunt made no attempt to get out of the way, though, getting coated past the wrist with the caramel flow.
"Well, if you don't mind, I sure don't," Janet sighed. "But I'm sure gonna be a mess when this is over."
"Don't worry, we'll clean each other off," Polly chuckled, finally removing her slimy hand from her niece's filthily, fist-fucked ass.
Hoping she understood what her aunt was suggesting, Janet excitedly gulped, "You mean?"
"Yes, it's your turn to fist-fuck the shit out of me now, darling," Polly readily confirmed.
Then Polly sprawled on her belly. Bobbing up, her own shit still trickling down her inner thighs, Janet knelt astride her aunt. She stroked her flexing fist as if it were a giant hard-on while she looked down at Polly's spreading ass.
"God, I never knew two women could be so dirty together," Janet said. "But it's only gonna get dirtier!"
CHAPTER SEVEN
They had forgotten all about him while they were sucking pussy and fist-fucking each other. But now, sharing a shower as they cleaned up, Janet and her aunt finally discussed the sleeping male figure in the bedroom.
"When your dad wakes up, he's bound to remember that I promised to explain everything to him," Polly reminded Janet. "Of course, I could always invent some sort of lie that would satisfy his curiosity, but I still think it'd be better if he found out the truth now instead of stumbling onto it later on his own."
Janet agreed. "As long as daddy's just as guilty as the rest of us, we might as well let him in on what you and I and Marty have been up to."
"Well, how should we break it to him?" Polly asked.
"Something tells me you've already got a plan of your own," Janet answered.
"Now that you mention it, I did sort of have something in mind," Polly kittenishly admitted. "But, seriously, honey, it's up to you if you want to go through with it after you hear what I have to say."
"Just try me," Janet anxiously replied.
"Well, let me ask you this first. Do you think you could hold up under any more sucking and fucking tonight?"
Janet giggled with delight. "Do you really think I ought to ... with daddy?"
"I can't think of a better way to make him see the light. Just telling him that his little girl takes after her old auntie is one thing. But you actually showing him first-hand? Well, you know what they say-"
"Action speaks louder than words," Janet snickered. "Don't worry, Aunt Polly, daddy won't leave here tonight without getting the whole picture.
* * *
George Matson dreamed of fucking. While he slept his mind replayed the session with his sister, lingering on every detail of how Polly had put out for him after all these years.
"Oooooh, Sis," he moaned when the action in his wet dream got as hot and heavy as the real thing, "you always did know what my cock needed. Just keep it up."
In his mind's eye he was fucking Polly in the ass again. Really, though, it was his own hand which tightly clutched his flexing hard-on. Then, suddenly, the gripping pressure was brushed away, the dream running out of footage as though it were a peepshow that had just taken his last quarter.
"Oh, shit, I was just getting in gear," George muttered.
And although the picture had faded, he was answered from the apparent soundtrack of the dream, "Just take it easy, stud. We're gonna try something different now."
"Yeah, what?" George eagerly rasped in his sleep.
"I'll give you a hint. What's your favorite number?"
"Oooooh, you know it! Sixty-fucking-nine!" he panted.
A moment later and George's nostrils were flaring from the distinct aroma of fresh, wet cunt. His tongue automatically leapt out to taste it. And just like that the damp warmth slid down and around his tongue until the lips of his mouth were flush with the lips of a dream pussy.
George immediately started eating, sucking hungrily at the succulent cunt. But that wasn't all he had to excite him. For at the other end of the action, he felt his cock being swallowed with female insistence.
When she deep-throated his prick so he could fuck her mouth, he responded by tongue-fucking her pussy. She had soon come in his face and his sucked prick was almost ready to return the favor by gushing in her oral grap.
"Ooooooh, gonna shoot it," he moaned into the nest of her pussy hairs.
His prick then erupted with a torrent of jizz. And this, of course, was the point at which a wet dream always ended. At the creamy payoff, when you woke up in a tangle of your own sticky sheets and realized you'd been alone in bed the whole time.
And, indeed, at the moment of release, George was abruptly jerked into consciousness. But this, he immediately realized, was one time when his dream lover carried over into reality.
"Sis, you horny bitch," he slurped, believing he was eating Polly's oozing cunt. "Don't you ever get enough?"
There was no answer, just the continued gurgling from the suction on his cock, as the dregs of his cum were milked from his balls. Well, George thought, he sure wasn't going to put a stop to it. The longer the blow-job lasted then the harder his cock would stay, which would put him in great shape for more fucking.
Meanwhile, he decided to rim some ass. Shifting his tongue from pussy to shitpit, he wedged it into the much tighter hole. Next, a female fart made him giddy.
"Sweet one, huh?" Polly said.
Removing his tongue from her ass, George started to answer, halfway wondering where she'd picked up the knack of being able to speak so clearly while her mouth was still full of his cock. However, he would quickly realize, the explanation was a lot more complicated than that.
At first it was just a fleeting glance out of the corner of his eye. But then he was staring straight at her, turned completely away from the ass he'd been rimming. The ass that was supposed to be hers, while in fact she stood there smirking-completely removed from the bed and the sixty-nine.
"Wh-what is this, Sis?" he stammered with hopeless confusion.
"Fate," Polly answered with a single word.
"Wh-who is she then?" George gasped. "On top of me ... sucking my cock?"
"A dream come true," Polly answered with a smirk.
"Don't play games with me, Sis. Tell me the truth!"
"You might not believe it if I just told you."
"Sis, just get it over with. Who have you got me in bed with?"
"Nobody I haven't been there with myself," Polly saucily replied. "And before me, Marty had his chance. So you don't have to worry about fucking some stranger."
At this point, George drew his head back and stared at the piece of ass in his face. From the rear-spread pussy, up the fuzzy crack to the pink shitpit, his gaze traveled. Not a flaw, not a blemish met his eye.
"She's just a kid!" George blurted out. "Young enough to be my own daughter!"
"You just said the secret word, Brother Dear," Polly drawled.
Polly moved toward the foot of the bed, where the mystery girl was still sucking George's cock. She took a handful of the girl's hair, lifting the head, turning the face.
"My God!" George hissed.
And Polly kissed the girl on the mouth. The mouth that had just sucked cock and was still flavored with cum. It was a deep, tonguing, slurping kiss.
And then, after she had shared his leftover jizz with Polly, the girl looked directly over her shoulder at George and grinned like a combination of a devil and an angel.
"Hi, Daddy!"
"No, no," George muttered. "This isn't happening ... I never woke up ... I'm dreaming this!"
"Ever dreamed it before, Daddy?" Janet purred. "Ever gone to sleep beside mommy and woke up with a hard-on because you were wetdreaming about your sexy little girl?"
"It-it's happened," George admitted.
"Well, Mommy's not here and this is no dream, Daddy," Janet crooned. Then she teased.
Janet showed how real she was by rising on her knees as she straddled her numbed father's loins. Her slender fingers fluttered to her hairy crotch, snagging her pussy lips and separating them as she flexed at the crux of her thighs.
"Does my cunt look as good as it tasted, Daddy?" she asked.
George Matson was too stunned to speak. But his male reflexes made him automatically nod in reply to his daughter's question.
"Know what, Daddy?" Janet now cooed. "As much as you like tasting my cunt, there's something else you'll like even better." She seductively paused. Her father held his breath, his eyes never straying from that beautiful young cunt. "Yes, Daddy, you'll like fucking me best of all."
George found his voice. "No ... not my own daughter ... Can't fuck my own little girl!"
Janet softly laughed. "That's what Marty said about me because I was his sister."
"Th-then what happened?" George stuttered.
"I let him off the hook," Janet said with a grin. "Went to my room so he could think it over on his own."
"And?"
"Five minutes later he was practically raping me!"
"You think that's what I'll do too?" George mumbled.
"You won't get the chance, Daddy," Janet readily answered. " 'Cause this time I'm turning the tables. This time I'm doing the raping. Raping you, Daddy!"
George gritted his teeth. "I won't let you. I'm your father-won't be a part of it."
"I guess you mean that I can't rape you if you don't have a hard-on. Is that it, Daddy?"
"That's the bottom line," George vowed. "Somebody has to stop you before you ruin your life."
"Then you won't feel a thing if I ease on down and rub your cock and balls with my hairy, little cunt, will you?" Janet teased. "Like, mmmmm, this."
Her crotch was flush with her father's now. Her pussy slid back and forth over his cock meat.
"Just listen to my pussy squish, Daddy," sighed Janet. "That's how wet my pussy is for you, Daddy. Not the first time, either...."
George's curiosity got the better of him. "What do you mean?"
"I remember when I was a little girl and I used to sit on your lap," Janet reminisced. "Remember how I used to like to get on your knee, Daddy? Make you bounce me up and down? I wasn't old enough to come then, but once I got so excited that I wet my pants. You haven't forgotten that, have you, Daddy?"
No, he hadn't, George reluctantly admitted.
"Know what, Daddy?" Janet now said. "Sometimes I get so excited even now that I forget I'm not a little girl anymore and still piss like I was coming. Like, mmmmmm, this...."
Her rubbed cunt suddenly gushed all over her father's cock and balls. He winced like he was being scalded, but it didn't stop the blood from rushing to his crotch.
"What about you, Daddy? Do you still get a hard-on when your baby girl pisses all over you?"
There was no point in George denying that his daughter's pissing cunt had the same effect on his cock now that she was a sexy teenager as it did when she was an innocent little girl. His hard-on was instantly pushing up against her dribbling cunt.
"You win," George said breathlessly.
"Then beg me for it, Daddy," Janet shot back.
"Rape me!" George gasped. Janet crammed his huge prick in her cunt. Then she was sliding up and down on it, her piss instantly replaced by the more slippery substance of her pussy juice.
"Yes, I'm raping you, Daddy," Janet called down, as her ass rose and fell.
She came. Then to keep her orgasm going, she fingered her own clit while her pussy continued to ride her father's upright boner.
"Mmmmm," Janet sighed, "if only I'd known what I know now when I was a little girl. I'd have crawled up from your knee right onto your big, hard cock, Daddy. I'd have made you fuck my hairless, little pussy right through my white cotton panties. I'd have lost my cherry before I got my first bra!"
"Who did take your cherry?" her gulping father blurted out.
"Don't worry, Daddy, it's like Aunt Polly already told you," Janet answered, "I'm one piece of ass who keeps it all in the family."
"Marty?" George asked.
Nodding, Janet added, "Jealous, Daddy?"
"I guess," he admitted. "Every dad has it in the back of his mind that his little girl belongs to him. What kind of father am I, anyway?" he then rasped. "My little girl needed to be fucked and I didn't even notice that it was time for her to lose her cherry. She had to go to her own brother and get him to do what I should've been man enough to do."
"Let it out, Daddy," Janet said, encouraging her father to bare his soul. "Let it all out."
"I should have fucked you, darling," George declared.
"Better late than never, Daddy," Janet said. "I may not be a virgin anymore, but I need to be fucked even more now that I've lost my cherry. That's the way it is for me-the more I get, the more I want. Fuck me, Daddy, fuck me!" .
Her fervent plea put springs in George's loins. He reared up from the bed, ready now to prove in the most dramatic way possible what a loving father he was. Suddenly, Janet was no longer on top of the action. George was, his big cock driving almost straight down into her hot, young pussy.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "your cunt feels just as tight now around my cock as if you were still a virgin for me."
"As tight as Aunt Polly's cunt was for your cock when she was my age and you took her cherry, Daddy?"
"You're two of a kind, you and your aunt," George answered. "Most guys aren't lucky enough to ever get just one piece of ass this good. But lightning struck twice for me and with my own sister and my own daughter!"
"Oh, Daddy, you don't know how good that makes me feel," Janet happily replied. "If I can be like Aunt Polly, then I know I'm a real woman."
"You're all of that all right," George sighed as Janet wrapped her legs around him to force his prick even more solidly into her grasping pussy. "All woman. All cunt."
"Just feel me come for you now, Daddy," Janet gasped back. "If you think my cunt's been hot and tight for you before-" she interrupted herself to reach into the tangle of loins and flick her clit. She climaxed at once. "Feel it, Daddy? Do you like the way my cunt tugs at your cock when I'm coming for you, Daddy?"
"You make my prick seem so big that it's like I'm fucking your pussy with my whole body, darling," George gusted. "Like I'm all cock and you're all cunt."
"Then you must be almost ready to come, too, Daddy," Janet eagerly noted.
"More than ready," George revealed. "Got a load of jizz that's about to bust me wide open. Just hate to shoot it until I've fucked you as long and hard as you deserve to be fucked."
"Don't worry, Daddy, you've already proved to me you're a helluva stud," Janet told her father, squeezing her pussy with all her might and jerking her father's hilted cock from tip to root.
"You don't leave me much choice," George replied breathlessly.
His cock erupted without further delay and the same cum which had originally given Janet life swamped her cunt. As it poured into her pussy from her father's gushing hard-on she climaxed again herself, perhaps harder than at any time since she'd lost her cherry.
"Oh, Daddy, thank you, thank you so much for fucking me!" she gratefully squealed. "No girl's ever really been fucked until her own father's fucked her. Thank you, thank you, Daddy!"
"Works the other way around too, you know, sweetheart. I feel like twice the man I was before I fucked my own little girl. Just sorry I waited so long to find out what being a father to a daughter is really all about.
"Well, there's nothing to stop you from making up for lost time, Daddy!" Janet cooed.
Grinning, George guessed there wasn't. His cock stayed hard and resumed moving in his daughter's cunt as he started fucking Janet all over again.
CHAPTER EIGHT
She had been there from the beginning, helping to get this latest phase of family sex started. Then, as the father-daughter action heated up, she'd faded into the background. Even when they mentioned her name, it was as if they were talking about someone who wasn't there. In short, Polly had been temporarily forgotten by her brother and niece.
At first it didn't bother her, because it was a pleasure just to watch them fuck. But, eventually, Polly found herself getting edgy about being on the sidelines. The problem, however, wasn't jealousy. No, quite simply, Polly was just plain horny.
And, she thought, what was incest without group sex? After all, she reasoned, George had already fucked Janet one-on-one, so the fatherdaughter bond was secure. Wasn't it time for something a little extra?
"Yeah," Polly sighed, "those two have had each other to themselves long enough."
George and Janet were too busy fucking to notice Polly as she circled the room in the shadows and went to the dresser. The top drawer held what she was looking for.
They still didn't notice her as she posed in front of the mirror, the device from the drawer now attached to her loins. Polly loved to admire herself when she wore it. It made her feel like a different person, like a stud!
"Mmmm, are you hung or what?" she whispered to her striking reflection.
It was as big as George's cock. And although it couldn't spurt jizz to end a fuck like her brother's hard-on, it never got soft. Where a man had to start all over again once he'd shot his wad, Polly could just keep on fucking and fucking with her mail-order monster.
And then there was another fringe benefit. For, while she was shafting cunt or ass with her strap-on cock, its base nudged her clit with every stroke. So even if she couldn't spurt a load of jizz, that didn't keep her from coming.
Now she went to the bed. They still didn't look her way, but she vowed to take care of that.
Her niece gave Polly the opening she sought. Coming yet another time from being balled by her father's big cock, Janet opened her mouth to express her orgasmic joy-and Polly was right there to take advantage of it.
"Ooooooh, Daddy, I never get tired of coming for you!" Janet squealed.
And then Janet was suddenly choking. Going down on her tits while he fucked her cunt, her father didn't bother to look up at first, assuming it was part of her latest climax. But then George heard the suction, lifted his eyes, and saw to his amazement that his daughter was also being fucked in the mouth now by a cock as large as his own.
"S-sis," George gulped, "where did you get that?"
"Sent away for it after my last divorce," Polly cheerfully answered. "At first I just fucked myself with it, but then I figured out what the straps were for and started turning it no around. What's the matter, Brother Dear, haven't you ever seen a dildo in action before?"
George had read about women fucking each other with artificial cocks, of course, and he'd seen some pictures of it. But he'd never taken it seriously, having supposed it was just a gimmick to sell dirty magazines.
"H-how big is it, Sis?" he now stammered, his curiosity getting the better of him.
"Just as big as your cock, George," Polly sassily replied. "Believe me, your cock isn't fucking Janet's pussy any deeper than mine's fucking down her throat."
"C-can you feel anything while you're fucking another woman, Sis?"
"Absolutely! Whoever designed dildos had to be a genius," Polly brightly replied. "Every time I move ... well, just watch while I fuck Janet's mouth."
Polly thrust her hips toward her niece's face. As Janet deep-throated the entire dildo, it recoiled at the opposite end. Polly responded to the impact with a moan, glistening ribbons of pussy juice abruptly trickling down her inner thighs.
"See, George," Polly sighed, "the harder I fuck Janet's mouth, the more I get myself off." George was still stammering from a combination of awe and curiosity. "Wh-what about other places, Sis? If you fucked Janet ... well, someplace else?"
"The tighter the hole, the better it is for me," Polly reported. "Want a demonstration?"
He was hesitant about agreeing to it.
"Don't worry about having to take your cock out of Janet's cunt to make room for me if that's what's bothering you," Polly said. "I can always fuck Janet in the ass."
George blinked, stunned.
"Janet loves it up the butt," Polly continued in her shockingly casual manner. "I already fistfucked her there. She came so much that she shit all over me! I'll bet she'd really love an assful of her auntie's big cock to go along with her daddy's cock in her cunt."
George was speechless, his prick not even moving in his daughter's pussy anymore.
"Well, let's ask Janet," Polly suggested.
She pulled the dildo out of her niece's mouth. Janet looked at her father, then back at her aunt. Then, grinning, she looked directly at the jutting dildo.
"Do it!" Janet urged. "Aunt Polly, fuck my ass with your big cock just like daddy's already fucking my cunt!"
"You heard her, George," Polly said.
But George suddenly drew the line, gulping, "No ... no, it's too much."
"Oh, Daddy, don't be so old-fashioned," Janet scoffed. "Let me decide how many cocks I can take at the same time. It's my cunt ... my ass. If i want them both fucked together-"
"No!" George insisted. "I won't let you do it, Janet, that's all there is to it!"
"But, Daddy, I want Aunt Polly's cock in my ass so bad!" Janet pouted.
"Then you can have it," George answered. "But you can't have both."
To show how determined he was to protect Janet from potential harm, he yanked his cock from her cunt. He told her that if she wanted her ass-fucked she could let her aunt use the dildo on her but he would sit it out for her own good.
Of course what George really hoped was that if his daughter was forced to choose, she'd wave off her aunt and just fuck him. So it was with a swallow of disappointment that he had to accept Janet's decision to replace his cock in her cunt with Polly's dildo up her ass. Reduced to the role of spectator, George watched his naked daughter bob up on all fours.
Next, when Janet had parted her rear cheeks, her father saw her asshole, a little hairy dent just a notch away from her cunt. The asshole that her aunt was about to fuck with the dildo, while George had to stand aside with a flesh and blood hard-on which he couldn't use.
"Now, just let me get a quick lube job on my cock, honey," Polly said, promptly hilting the dildo into Janet's rear-spread cunt and then, just as promptly, pulling it out. The vinyl cock glistened with pussy juice. "Mmmmmmm, nice 'n' slippery! Perfect for sliding right up a young girl's tight ass."
She guided the cockhead to her niece's asshole, nudging the blunt tip into the waiting dent. Although it was her ass that was about to get fucked, Janet's cunt drooled to signal her anticipation.
"Put it in, Aunt Polly!" Janet beckoned. "Butt-fuck me with every inch you've got."
"Then fart, honey," Polly suggested. "Nothing'll open up your ass better for my cock than one of your beautiful, young farts."
Janet giggled, straining from within. Then, as the blast of perfumed wind noisily escaped from her widening asspucker, Polly launched the dildo in with a driving thrust.
"Push, Aunt Polly, keep pushing!" Janet now demanded.
About halfway in, the dildo started to buckle.
But Janet straightened it out with an adjustment of her hips, then lurched back on her knees to take up the temporary slack in momentum. After Polly pushed in response her crotch wound up flush with her niece's asscheeks.
"I'm coming already!" Janet celebrated.
"Me, too!" Polly exitedly replied, climaxing from the way the dildo's base had gloriously jammed her clit when its ten inches had entered her niece's ass.
"Now let's keep it going, Aunt Polly!" Janet called back.
As her kneeling niece rocked to and fro, Polly churned her crotch. The result set the dildo in constant motion, its shaft fucking one partner's ass and its base rubbing the other's clit.
"Oooooh, fantastic!" niece moaned to aunt.
The latter breathlessly agreed. "Truly fabulous! Who needs a man when we can fuck each other sooooo good."
And looking on, George Matson felt totally left out. In playing the part of concerned father, had he merely reduced himself to being a fool? Indeed, he'd begun to suspect that he'd played right into their hands by allowing Polly and Janet to cast him aside in favor of their lesbian antics.
Disgusted with himself, he looked down at his cock. It was stiffer than ever, seeming to mock him, silently asking him the point of being hung with such a massive hard-on if he didn't have the balls to use it.
He put his hand around his cock, as if to stifle its throbbing jeering. But when his hand automatically started moving, stroking his rigid prick, George only succeeded to remind himself even more that he was on the outside looking in-reduced to jacking off.
"No!" he hissed, stopping himself.
He'd abruptly released his grip on his prick, his fingers flying away as if they'd been burned. Jacking off was kid's stuff.
"I'm a man!" George stated simply.
Then, suddenly, he realized that his sister and daughter were listening to and looking at him. Each grinned.
"I'm a man!" George repeated.
"Then prove it, Daddy," Janet replied with stark simplicity. "Fuck my cunt! Fuck my cunt just as hard as Aunt Polly's butt-fucking me!"
George returned to the bed. His hand was on his cock again, but this time he gripped it like a weapon. Since his daughter was on all fours, George slid between her hands and knees like a mechanic under a car. After lining up his crotch with Janet's cnt, he flexed his prick so it jutted at a right angle from his loins. It was a position George couldn't hold for long on his own, but he counted on Janet to help him out. She didn't disappoint him.
"Mmmmm, that's getting it," Janet sighed, snagging her father's cock head with her pussy lips. "Now to get the rest."
She eased down. As George's cock entered her dipping cunt, her aunt Polly's dildo inched back a notch away. By the time the knob of the strap-on dildo remained in Janet's asshole, her father's real prick was hiked in her pussy.
"Damned if I can figure out which feel biggest," Janet then giggled, "the cock in my pussy or the cock in my ass. Guess I'll just have to keep fucking them back and forth until I make up my mind."
Janet now reversed the penetration of the pair of fucking-tools, shifting her hips so her father's cock partially left her cunt and her aunt's dildo jammed back up her butt. After giggling again that she still couldn't decide which of her fuckholes was taking the biggest prick, she merrily vowed to keep trying to choose between them.
Then her pussy had dipped once more, swallowing her father's hard-on while her ass temporarily surrendered most of her aunt's dildo. This time Janet came, leading her father to believe that she preferred his ten-inches of flesh and blood. But, within seconds, Janet had impaled her ass on Polly's vinyl cock another time and kept climaxing.
Then Janet's lust for two-way fucking hit high gear. Rising and falling below the waist, she alternated thrust after thrust between her fuckholes. Soon she was coming so deliriously that she couldn't tell one cock from another, nor her pussy from her ass. But, still, she craved more.
"God," she greedily cried, "what I'd give for even another cock! Yes, a cock to suck! A cock to fuck me in the mouth at the same time I'm getting my cunt and ass fucked!"
And then, seemingly on cue as if Janet had willed it to happen, the bedroom door opened to reveal a male figure. His face was cloaked by the shadows, but when he abruptly dropped his pants his hard-on jumped out in throbbing exposure.
"Yes! Yes!" Janet eagerly cried, not questioning the intruder's mysterious appearance. "Fuck my mouth!"
George and Polly, on the other hand, were stunned. They watched with a combination of alarm and fascination as the intruder emerged into view, his familiarity abruptly jumping out at them.
They didn't say anything. He didn't either. And Janet had closed her eyes just before his identity had been revealed, apparently not caring who he was as long as his stiff cock was available for her hungry mouth.
He went to Janet as if he were in a trance, his jutting dick leading the way. Janet waited with her tongue hanging out. When he arrived she licked his cock head, then folded her lips around it to begin a blow-job.
"Mmmmm, even with my eyes shut I'd know the taste of this sweet prick anywhere. Your timing is, ahhhh, delicious, Marty!"
Then Janet went down on her brother's cock in earnest. Deep-throating Marty and squeezing his balls, she set his hips into motion so he was quickly fucking her in the mouth.
In the meantime, George and Polly were left deciding where they'd go from here. Then Janet made up their minds for them. For, as she sucked her brother's prick, her pussy and ass swung back into rhythmic action. Tugging and hauling again on her father's prick and her aunt's dildo, she set a tempo that couldn't be resisted.
"Well," Polly sighed, "I didn't know it'd turn out this way tonight, but it's hard to see how it could've worked out any better if it'd been planned. Ever since Janet lost her cherry this crazy family's been an orgy just waiting to happen. Something about that little girl that makes things happen."
"Amen," George sighed in agreement. "Nothing left to do now but go ahead and fuck her."
So, along with Marty, George and Polly accepted that they were under Janet's spell and did their best to make the unscheduled orgy a success. It wasn't difficult. Janet was so greedy for cock that she was always taking at least one of the three to the hilt in her mouth, cunt or ass.
Janet tirelessly sucked, fucked and came. She seemed capable of keeping it up indefinitely. But, in fact, time was about to run out on the action in its present form. Maybe Polly, with her dildo, could have kept fucking ass without stopping, however the cocks in Janet's mouth and cunt were flesh and blood and ready to erupt with hot jizz.
"Gonna come!" Mary now blurted.
"Same here!" George groaned. "Can't hold it back anymore!"
"Then what're you two waiting for?" Polly urged her nephew and brother. "Come in Janet, she'll love it!"
Polly's words weren't needed. Father and son were ready to blow, destined to come together as further proof of Janet's incredible knack for super sex.
"Ahhhhh, what a load!" Marty gusted, his cock erupting down his sister's gulping throat.
"Just like mine!" George rasped, his spurting prick flooding his daughter's cunt.
And then there was Polly, coming just as hard as her nephew and brother. Perhaps her dildo couldn't signal her climax with jetting cream, but her pussy was certainly juicy enough. She cupped her hands to her leaking cunt then smeared the sticky results all over her niece's naked body.
By the time it was over, Janet's ass and cunt were swamped with male cum, while she glistened on the outside with the female variety. No girl could have ever been fucked any more completely, absolutely and totally by her loving family than Janet was.
CHAPTER NINE
They tucked Janet in, letting her sleep it off. Then Polly, George and Marty went into the living room to discuss where they all stood. After going over the sequence of events they had brought themselves up to tonight, leaving Marty to explain the background of why his sister and he had shown up at their aunt's house.
He'd been studying at home, Marty said. He knew Janet was horny for him to fuck her, and he couldn't get anything done thinking about her hot pussy. Was rubbing his cock through his jeans more than he was looking at a book.
"I had to get out of there or I wasn't gonna get anywhere," he went on. "So I split and went to the library where I could concentrate. Went right out the window. Only way I can figure it is that sis found out I was gone and thought I'd sneaked over here to fuck you instead of her, Aunt Polly."
"Makes sense," Polly agreed. "But what about you, Marty?"
"Didn't get a whole lot done at the library, either," Marty sheepishly admitted. "Finally decided to forget it and fuck sis. When she wasn't home, I thought I'd try to score some pussy with you, Aunt Polly. Then I walked in, heard what was going down, and ... well, you know the rest."
"So here we all are," George sighed. "Now where do we go from here? I hate to think what Elbe would do if she ever found out about any of this."
"Jeez, Dad, why'd you have to bring up mom now? I was just starting to think we might be able to get away with this," Marty grumbled.
"I was kind of thinking you could handle Ellie if this got to be a regular thing, George," Polly said hopefully to her brother. "You know, keep her at a distance."
But Marty answered for George. "No way.
Mom hates fucking. She won't even let dad fuck her anymore."
George glared at his son. But then he had to agree that Marty was right. "Ellie and I have had separate beds for six months," George revealed to Polly. "She's an iceberg these days."
Surprisingly, Polly grinned. "No woman's hopeless as long as she still has a pussy between her legs. Ellie probably just needs a change. In other words, fresh cock."
"Everybody doesn't get divorced the way you do, Sis," George answered. "Ellie believes in 'for better or for worse,' even if it means making both of us miserable. She's too uptight to fuck another man."
"Actually," Polly chuckled, "I was thinking of somebody younger than another man. And it isn't cheating if it's all in the family, is it?"
George and Marty stared at her.
"Well, what's there to lose?" Polly chuckled some more. "Worth a try."
George looked at his son. "It's up to you, Marty."
He stalled. "What about sis? Shouldn't she be in on this?"
"I thought we could surprise Janet," Polly said. " 'Bout time we turned the tables on her."
Marty thought it over. Then a boyish grin creased his freckled face.
"It's just crazy enough to work," he said. "What the hell! Sure ... I'll fuck her."
* * *
Janet was down in the dumps. She'd been so sure the family was on a roll that couldn't be stopped, but ever since the mini-orgy at her aunt's house the other night there hadn't been any more sucking and fucking.
"It's your mother," Polly had explained when Janet had complained to her aunt about the lack of fucking action. "I thought your father could keep her out of our hair, but it turns out it isn't that easy. Just be patient, though, it'll work out."
Janet had previously heard pretty much the same thing from her dad. She suspected they weren't telling her everything. Then, when she brought it up with her brother, Marty was equally tight-lipped.
After a few days of this, Janet was horny enough to go pick up somebody from outside the family for a quick fuck to satisfy the yearning in her cunt. But then she got a better idea.
"If it worked, I'd be killing two birds with one stone," she reasoned. "And, anyway, what's the point of being bi if I don't take advantage of it?"
She had made up her mind-she would seduce her mother. After all, if her parents weren't sleeping together anymore, her mom just might be ready to try some pussy.
Right now her mother was in the backyard sunning herself. When she looked out the window, though, Janet saw that Marty was out there too. At this point a disappointed Janet was about ready to go take a cold shower to cool down her hot cunt. But then something made her linger and she began to eavesdrop on the scene in the backyard.
* * *
"Well, that's nice of you to offer, Marty," Ellie Matson said. "I could use some more lotion on my back so I won't get burned."
Ellie handed the bottle of oil to her son. Marty poured some between her shoulder blades and began to rub.
"How's that feel, Mom?" Marty asked.
"Mmmm, good," Ellie murmured, wriggling with pleasure, her halter untied and her tits smashed beneath her.
"Down a little lower, Mom?"
"Oh, yes. At the small of my back."
But Marty went lower than that. His mother's asscheeks were scantily covered by the bottom of her bikini, and suddenly his massaging fingertips were flirting with them.
"Relaxing, huh?" Marty soothingly asked, keeping his mother at ease.
"Fantastic," Ellie sighed. "More, more...."
She didn't protest when her son slipped his greasy fingers under her bikini bottom. He put a hand on each asscheek, gently stroking them.
"Lower. Just a bit lower, honey," Ellie moaned.
Marty inched the bikini bottom all the way down to his mother's thighs. His oily fingers then slithered into the crack of his mother's bare ass, lightly brushing her asshole.
"Mmmmm ... oooooh ... ahhhhh," Ellie then groaned.
"Why don't you turn over now, Mom," Marty suggested.
"Yes," Ellie dreamily agreed.
She shifted onto her back, her uncovered tits spilling across her chest. With her eyes closed she almost didn't seem to realize that she was showing everything she had to her own son.
"Oh, down there," she whispered when Marty slipped her bikini completely away.
His hands moved between her spreading thighs, directly on her cunt now. Ellie's hips rolled in response. Before this Marty's fingertips had only been moistened with suntan lotion, but now they were slick with leaking pussy juice.
"How much farther should I go, Mom?" Marty asked.
There was a long pause from Ellie, then she breathlessly answered, "As far as you want, darling."
Marty poked a finger into her juicy cunt. Her pussy muscles squeezed back.
"More, more," Ellie repeated again.
Marty began to finger-fuck her cunt, first with the original finger and then adding another. In the sunlight he could see the honey trickling out of his mother's glistening pussy and into the split of her ass.
"More, more," Ellie called again. "Not just down there, but higher too."
Marty leaned over, his panting breath now caressing his mother's bare tits. Then she pulled his face down to them.
"Yes, suck me ... suck me," Ellie steamily urged. "Suck my titties, Marty. Suck Mommy's big titties the way you did when you were just a baby."
A stiff nipple popped into Marty's mouth. He nursed on it like a hungry infant, while, between her legs, he continued finger-fucking his mother's spasming cunt.
Her naked body abruptly writhed, her ass temporarily rising so the cheeks visibly clenched and quivered.
"Commmmmmmme!" she swooned.
Marty took advantage of her orgasmic weakness by jamming his entire hand into her stretching cunt. When she pushed back, he curled his knuckles. From there, he fist-fucked her pussy until a puddle Of her own leaking cum had formed beneath her.
But then, when her climax had run its course, Elbe gasped, "Enough ... enough!"
Marty withdrew his sticky hand from her yawning pussy. Unsure of what to expect, he waited for his mother's reaction.
"Yes, enough ... enough of just your fingers fucking my cunt. Now I'm ready for the real thing," she murmured.
Her eyes were open again now. They were trained on the inviting bulge at the crotch of her son's tight jeans as she sat up, reaching for his swollen fly.
"All these years," Ellie wistfully sighed, "and I've never even seen my own son's cock hard."
She unzipped him. Marty wore no shorts underneath. His rigid, young prick twanged into the open, followed by his balls.
"Mmmmmm, looks like mommy's little boy has turned into quite a man," Ellie said hotly.
Then, at the same time she stripped Marty's jeans all the way down to his knees, Ellie began sucking his prick. In response he gradually eased down on top of her, pinning her beneath him, his crotch flush with her face.
By now Marty was fucking his mother in the mouth. He assumed he'd keep it up until she swallowed his jizz. But, suddenly, she struggled to end the blow-job. Once again Marty gave way, on pins and needles again as he waited to see what his mother would do next.
"Oh, don't worry," Ellie reassured him. "I want you to come in my mouth-but only after you've fucked me. I want to drink your jizz when your cock is all sticky with my own juice."
"You got it, Mom," Marty said eagerly.
He slid down his mother's naked body. She spread her legs for him so he could kneel between her thighs. Then Ellie fingered her pussy lips wide open, exposing the inner pink of her cunt.
"I've never been fucked by anybody but your father," she now revealed to her hung son.
"And I haven't let him touch me for months. Does that tell you anything, Marty?"
"You must be horny as hell, Mom!"
"Now it's up to you to make it worth the wait, my beautiful young man."
Ellie reached for her son's cock. She guided the head between her pussy lips, moistening it thoroughly with her generous supply of cunt juice.
"Should I shove my prick all the way into your pussy now, Mom?" Marty asked.
"Just a second," Ellie said.
Then, lifting her legs up, back and over, Ellie promptly jack-knifed her naked body. This made her flexing cunt seem to double in size.
"Now I'm ready," she called up to her son. "Ready for your whole cock in my pussy."
Marty practically fell into her. Her cunt seemed to suck up his prick, then spasming around his abruptly hilted prick meat.
"Jeez, Mom," Marty gulped, "what a pussy you've got! Makes my prick feel like it's at least a foot long!"
"Mmmmm, that's how big your prick feels to me, stud," Ellie replied. "And I'll bet it'll seem even bigger when you start moving it in my cunt."
Rhythmically pumping his hard-on into his mother's pussy, Marty reached down and rubbed her clit. Ellie swooned within seconds.
"Oooooh," she swooned, "and I didn't even have to tell you to touch my clit to make me come. You just knew. Somebody's been teaching you about what makes a pussy tick, young man, that's for sure. Who is she? I'd like to give her a great, big thanks!"
"Maybe you'll get the chance, Mom."
"Is she somebody I know?"
"Yes ... and, yes."
"You mean?"
"That's right, Mom. Two of 'em," Marty revealed. "One piece of ass your age, and one piece my age."
"My, my," Ellie clucked, "looks like you're not having any problem with the generation gap. Which one took your cherry?"
"The older one."
"I knew it!" Ellie smirked. "It takes a woman my age to get a boy off to such a good start. Pussy's like wine-it improves with age. I just wish I'd been the one to take your cherry."
"But then I'd probably be fucking somebody else now, Mom," Marty kidded.
"Oh, you'll go back to that first piece of ass sooner or later," Ellie predicted. "But I don't mind. 'Cause when you do, you'll try a few things on her that you learned this time from me. That's the way it is."
"Yeah, guess you're right, Mom," Marty agreed, keeping his prick steadily working in his mother's cunt while they talked. "Like the way you've got your legs pulled back all the way over your head. Never fucked like this before."
"Well, what about the other two?" Ellie asked. "Tell me their little tricks. Maybe I can learn something, too."
"The older one had me come all over her after I fucked her," Marty disclosed. "On her tits, in her face. Then she rubbed my jizz all over herself."
"Mmmmmm, I'll bet she was just gorgeous after that!" Ellen murmured. "And the girl?"
"Uh ... I wound up fucking her in the ass, Mom," Marty answered.
"Oh, I've always wanted to try that," Ellie giggled. "Never had the nerve, though!"
"Maybe we can do something about that today, Mom," Marty suggested.
"Is that a threat or a promise, young man?" Ellie teased.
"How about a natural fact, Mom? If your ass is cherry, I'd be proud as hell to be the first one to fuck it for you."
"And I'll never forgive you if you don't!" Ellie gusted.
Marty promptly janked his prick from her cunt. Lubed with pussy juice, his glistening prick was more than slippery enough for a sure-shot up even the most virginal female asshole. And there was his mother's ass, the dusky pucker throbbing between the raised and spread cheeks of her ass because of her jack-knifed position.
Marty brought his cockhead to the dent below Ellie's pussy. But then she surprised him, grabbing his cock so she could guide it into her tightest opening.
"I want to feel your big prick go into my ass inch by precious inch," Ellie said.
Ellie jerked her wrist, plugging her son's cockhead into her asshole. Then, after getting used to it in there, she coaxed a couple of inches of thick shaft inside her narrow but eagerly yielding shitpit.
"Know what?" she moaned with pleasure. "I can feel your cock in my ass with my cunt. Especially my clit!"
"That's what the girl I ass-fucked told me, too," Marty said. "You must be built the same way."
"What a delicious idea. That after all these years I still have a horny teenager's ass and clit," Ellie bubbled with glee.
Then she penetrated her ass with more of her son's cock. By now the bulk in her ass had affected the shape of her pussy a notch away, bowing the lips and making her clit throb.
"Ahhhhh, rub my cunt, Marty!" Ellie requested. "That's it, honey."
She tugged at her son's cock again, taking a lot more this time so Marty was over halfway in. Then she tested the penetration by wiggling her hips.
"Yes, this is fucking! Fucking that's tighter than I ever knew it could be," she said, whimpering with a twinge of welcome pain. "Bet I'll feel like you're splitting me in two once I've got your whole cock up my ass."
"Only one way to find out, Mom," Marty coaxed.
"Guess so. Might as well take the plunge," Ellie decided aloud.
Now she lowered her legs. She wrapped them around Marty's waist, abruptly jerking him toward her. The rest of his cock sank into her ass with a single lurch.
"You all right, Mom?" Marty anxiously asked when he saw the twisted expression on Ellie's face.
"Hurts more than I expected," she groaned.
"But that just means it hurts even better than I thought it would."
"You're sure, Mom?"
Ellie swept aside her son's concern by coming for him on the spot. With her orgasm, female shit began seeping out around his hilted prick-the same as when he'd ass-fucked his sister to a climax in the ass.
"Oooooo, I'm shitting while I come," Ellie lilted. "Did your little girlfriend do that, Marty, when you fucked her in her ass? Shit on your cock when she came for you?"
"Yeah ... she did."
"How about that! She sounds enough like me to be my own daughter," Ellis joked.
Marty took a deep breath, then answered, "Well, as a matter-of-fact, Mom, she-"
But he didn't get to finish because his mother drowned him out with a wail of pleasure. She bucked and writhed beneath Marty, delirious from coming.
"Your cock just jabbed something wonderful in my ass! Something I never knew was there! Like a second clit, so deep in my ass that only your cock could reach it."
She mashed his hand at the top of her cunt. Marty felt the miniature erection rubbing insistently against his palm.
"Jack off the clit on my cunt while your cock's rubbing the one in my ass!" Ellie wildly urged.
Marty gripped her cunt's magic button with his thumb and finger. His mother hadn't exaggerated. It was entirely possible for him to jack off what had become a female version of a miniature hard-on.
"Now I don't know where I'm coming the most!" Ellie crowed. "In my pussy or my ass! All I know is that I only need one thing to make it perfect."
"Name it, Mom!"
"Your cum, darling. Spurt it over my titties and face like you told me you did to that other woman. Then, when your cock is dribbling, put it in my mouth so I can swallow the rest and taste my own shit!"
Marty did even more than pinch his mother's clit. He twisted it around double. And while this sent Ellie into a gale of welcome pain, his hiked prick creamily exploded at the depths of her fucked ass.
"Ooooooh, what a load!" Ellie swooned.
"Still want the rest of it on your tits and in your face, Mom?" Marty asked, his cock continuing to spurt.
"Drown me if you can, stud!"
Relaxing her asshole's muscles, Ellie released her son's climaxing prick. Whipping out in Marty's hand, the gushing hard-on then fired its liquid bullets point-blank at the jiggling targets of Ellie's bare tits. Then her grinning face was drenched until her features seemed to be melting.
"In your mouth now, Mom?"
"All the way down my throat!"
Marty jammed his prick into his mother's windpipe. But his prick had been filthy from fucking her ass and slimy with his jizz. But Ellie sucked it clean, experiencing another orgasm in the process.
"Mmmmm, what a fucking!" Ellie sighed when it was over. "Thank you, Son, thanks for being such a stud for your horny, old momma. And thanks to those other two pieces of ass you fucked before me for turning my darling boy into such a stud-that girl and that woman, whoever they are."
"Shit, Mom, I'll tell you their names now, if you really wanna know," Marty then offered, almost casually. "No point in keeping it a secret since you've joined the club."
"The club, Marty? What club?"
"The club where only Matsons are members," Marty slyly answered, his emphasis on the family name.
"Our family?" Ellie Matson gulped. "F-fucking?"
"You and I sure aren't the only ones, Mom," Marty revealed. "Just the latest."
"Then?"
"Yes, Mom, Polly and Janet," Marty named his aunt and sister. "I fucked 'em both."
"No!"
"So has dad."
"No!"
"I'd have never fucked you, Mom, without all the rest of it happening first." Marty's cock moved toward his mother's cunt. "And all you have to do, Mom, is say the word and I'll fuck you all over again."
"The word? What word?" Ellie panted.
"The one that lets me know you're really one of us. The opposite of the one you've just been saying."
Marty's cock had arrived between his mother's legs. The swollenm head nudged her trembling pussy lips, poised to fuck her again if she was ready to accept family-wide incest as a way of life.
And, totally hooked on her son's big cock, what else could Elbe Matson now say...."Yes! Yes! Yes!"
CHAPTER TEN
Janet had heard and seen it all. Now she was in the house, excitedly dialing her aunt's number so she could tell Polly what had happened.
"Wow, mom and Marty fucking!" Janet sighed. "This means the whole family's in on the action now! We've just got to have an orgy to celebrate."
But the phone kept ringing at the other end of the line.
"Damn you, Aunt Polly," Janet muttered with frustration, "please be home. You've got to be home!"
Finally, though, Janet had to accept the fact that her aunt wasn't there and she hang up. Then she remembered that her dad was probably at work, since he regularly put in overtime on weekends. But when she called his office, nobody answered there either.
"Nobody's around when I need them," Janet pouted.
At this point, Janet went to the window and checked on her mother and brother. They were fucking nonstop, Marty building toward another eruption of jizz as his cock pumped in the pussy that had originally given him birth.
"Damn, it gets me so hot watching them fuck," Janet murmured, rubbing her cunt. "If only daddy and Aunt Polly were here so we could all get in on it."
What it boiled down to for Janet was that she didn't have the nerve to interrupt her brother and mom on her own. For, with only one cock to go around, it would be two females to one male and that meant her mother and she would have to connect. And how could Janet be sure that her mom was as bi as she was?
Of course, Janet had originally planned to seduce her mother on her own. But that was before she'd seen with her own eyes how much her mother loved young cock. Now Janet felt that a lesbian approach would certainly be met with rejection.
"Oh, Mom," Janet whispered from afar, "if only I knew for sure that you'd like me to eat your gorgeous pussy. I'd suck Marty's cum right out of you. Then his cock'd get hard from watching me and he could dog-fuck me from behind while I kept my mouth on your delicious cunt!"
"Gonna come for you again, Mom! Ready for more of my jizz?" her brother blurted out.
"Yes, shoot it, stud, shoot it!" Ellie Matson cried. "Give me a mouthful of your hot, sticky jizz!"
Marty delivered with bucking force. Ellie wound her legs around him, grinding her crotch against his while her spasming pussy milked his spurting prick.
"Mmmmmm, so much cum," Ellie moaned. "More cum than my thirsty pussy can hold. When you take your cock out, my cunt'll leak like I'm pissing cream."
Marty wanted to see. He pulled his prick from her cunt and sure enough, his mother's freshly fucked pussy now resembled an oozing wound. The excess jizz trickled into the hairy crack of her ass.
"Smear it all over yourself, Mom," Marty suggested. "Make your pussy and ass shine with my cum."
"Oh, you dirty young man!" Ellie giggled.
"Rub my cum everyplace down there. Up, down, around-"
"Until I look good enough to eat?" Ellie teased. "Good enough for you to lick your own sweet cum from my sticky pussy and ass?"
"I've never really tasted my own jizz before," Marty admitted haltingly.
"Mother's orders, young man," Ellie insisted, playful but meaning it.
Marty stalled. "Well...."
Probably he would have gone ahead and done it. But he wouldn't get the chance to eat that cum-soaked pussy. For, with his hesitation, he'd just unwittingly yielded his rights to his mother's eagerly waiting crotch.
Janet burst onto the backyard scene, on a horny beeline toward the action. Her brother just had time to look up before he was pushed out of the way. Her mother just had time to look down before Janet knelt and dipped her mouth on that succulently tempting cunt.
Ellie Matson blinked with disbelief. But then she rapidly began adjusting to the surprise turn of events. Her daughter's expert suction and busy tongue took care of that.
"Oooooh ... ahhhh ... mmmmm," Ellie moaned, hopelessly aroused. "Eat it, Janet, eat it! Keep eating my pussy and it won't be just your brother's cum you're sucking out of meyou'll be tasting my cum too."
Janet pumped her tongue up her mother's cunt, using her tongue so it fucked like a cock. Ellie pushed back in response, rolling her hips to achieve maximum friction.
"This is so special," Ellie swooned. "Down deep, I've always known I was bi, but was too scared to do anything about it. Glad now I waited, though, waited for my own daughter to be the first woman to ever eat my cunt."
"Come, Mom. Come in my mouth!" Janet gurgled.
Elbe pushed even harder, her pussy bps spreading all over Janet's face. Then, her thighs quivering and asscheeks clenched, she or gasmically shivered from head to toe.
"That hard enough, baby?" Elbe called down to her pussy-eating daughter.
"Mmmmm, yes, Mom, yes," Janet hungrily slurped. "Your cunt's so juicy. Soooo sweet when you're coming."
"Just keep sucking, sweetheart, and mommy'll give you all the pussy juice you can drink," Ellie steamily promised.
Janet burrowed with increased intensity between her mother's spread thighs. Up on her knees as she did so, her ass was the highest point of her body, showing because her skirt had rumpled around her hips. And since she wore no panties, her own hot cunt flexed from the rear.
Temporarily on the fringe of the action, his eyes falling on his sister's inviting pussy, Marty saw how easily he could plug in again. Janet's rear-spread cunt was just begging to be dog-fucked.
Quickly he was there, lining up behind her. Janet didn't resist when Marty parted her asscheeks to open the target of her pussy even wider for his jutting prick. But then there was a possible bitch. For their mother had just looked up while Janet continued eating her out, spotting Marty looming behind his sister with that anxious hard-on of his.
Would their mom mind if he dog-fucked his sister? Marty wondered.
"Fuck her, Son, fuck her! Fuck your sister while she's eating my cunt! The three of us'll be fantastic together!"
Spurred on by their mother's permission to fuck Janet, Marty lost no time in driving his stiff prick into his sister's cunt from behind. Once he'd buried his prick meat, Janet's cunt squeezed like a vise in reaction and her hips rolled to an erotic beat. Grabbing hold, the friction between cock and pussy started strong and quickly mounted from there.
"Your sister's pussy's that tight, huh?" Ellie Matson called up to Marty.
Marty nodded in reply, breathless because of the exquisite pressure his sister's pussy put on his hilted cock.
"I can tell from the expression on your face what her cunt's doing to your cock," Ellie said to her son. "Just like you can probably tell from the expression on my face what that little girl's mouth is doing to my cunt."
Ellie climaxed again. As she did her orgasmic vibrations seemed contagious, for now her daughter suddenly came too. And when Janet's cunt oozed with fresh female cum, Marty's cock took advantage of the slipperiness to fuck her faster and faster.
"Keep it up, Marty. Fuck your sister hard as you can until you come too!"
Hearing his mother, Marty felt the rising tide between his legs approach the bursting point. And having heard the same thing, Janet corkscrewed her brother's prick within her twisting cunt as if she were trying to wring the cum out of it.
"Shooting it!" Marty abruptly cried.
His prick went off in his sister's dog-fucked cunt, firing blast after creamy blast of scalding jizz. It took Marty's strength away as well as his cum, doubling him over so he draped himself over Janet's back and held onto her tits. When his balls were drained his dripping cock wilted, beginning to shrink from her sloppy cunt.
"Mmmmm, Marty fucked my pussy as full of his cum as when he fucked your cunt to the brim," Janet informed her mother, bobbing up from between Ellie's legs. "Give you any nasty ideas, Mom?"
Ellie got the message and hungrily licked her lips.
"Mom's ready to eat her first pussy, Marty. So...."
She shook her limp brother off her back. As Marty fell to one side with temporary exhaustion, their naked mother promptly moved around to Janet's ass. Rooting up from behind with her face wedged between teenage asscheeks, Ellie Matson started feasting on creamfilled pussy.
"Oh, that's it, Mom!" Janet called back.
"Keep feeding yourself Marty's jizz and before you know it I'll be coming again!"
Ellie's tongue was quickly squirming at the depths of her daughter's cunt.
"Mmmmm, Mom!" Janet excitedly gusted. "I'm already gonna come ... come ... come in your mouth right now!"
Janet ground her ass against her mother's pressing face, climaxing on the spot. Her pussy juice washed Marty's leftover jizz away, causing it to drool down Ellie's chin.
"Hope you're ready for even more, Mom!" Janet orgasmically cried.
Then Janet rocked all the way back, sitting directly on her mother's face. Her pussy lips sealed Ellie's mouth while her hot, female cum poured down the latter's gulping throat.
Janet was so proud of their mother. "God, Marty, isn't mom the horniest damned bitch you ever-" But then she stopped in mid-sentence for Marty wasn't there.
Assuming he'd gotten jealous of the lesbian turn the action had taken, Janet shrugged off his disappearance. But Marty was anything but jealous. His departure was only temporary, intended to eventually expand the action rather than to subtract from it.
"Hope they're here by now," he said, slipping into the house.
They were waiting for him at the window, where they'd been watching since their arrival. Obviously, they were extremely pleased.
"Well, is it what you expected?" Marty greeted them.
"Mmmmm, better!" Polly answered her nephew.
"Gotta admit, Son, you really loosened your mother up," George Matson congratulated Marty, still glancing out the window as his wife devoured their daughter's pussy. "The old girl's even starting to look good to me now."
"Then you'll have to probably pry sis's cunt off mom's face, Dad," Marty joked. "Maybe I was the one who got Mom hot, but Janet took over from there."
"That's just for variety. You know, the spice of life," Polly chuckled. "Now it's our turn to spice it up even more."
"I know that look of yours, Sis," George said. "What're you planning?"
Smirking, Polly leaned over and whispered something in her brother's ear. He grinned in reply, nodding.
"What was that all about?" Marty asked as his aunt as his father quickly left the house.
"You won't believe it until you see it with your own eyes," Polly laughed.
Marty was left looking out the window. His father had appeared in the backyard, leaving a trail of hastily shed clothing behind him so his throbbing hard-on now twanged in broad daylight.
When George approached the motherdaughter action, Janet saw him first. She was starting to say something when he put his finger to his lips, signaling for her to keep quiet. Ellie Matson couldn't see a thing, her face covered by the teenaged cunt she devoured.
George knelt before his unaware wife. Her knees were raised and he coaxed them apart to expose her hairy pussy. Ellie assumed it was Marty, believing that his young cock had snapped back to full hardness. Welcoming him, she reached down and fingered apart her pussylips in invitation.
And she got a swift injection of rigid prick, immediately wrapping her legs around the waist of the male form between her thighs. Then she rolled her ass, sure that it was her hung son who was fucking her again.
"Jeez, dad fucking mom," Marty gulped, still at the window. "Never thought I'd see that happen."
"Anything can happen at an orgy," Polly said. "But the real test comes when Janet stops sitting on her face so Ellie can see it's your dad actually fucking her."
And, as if on cue, Janet abruptly slid her thoroughly eaten cunt away from her mother's mouth. Ellie slowly propped herself up on her elbows, blinking to adjust her eyes to the sunlight. Then, as she focused, George raised his head and grinned right at her while his big prick continued pumping in her cunt.
"I dare you," husband said to wife, "to say that my cock doesn't feel as good in your cunt as Marty's did." He shoved his hard-on in for emphasis. Automatically her hips surged in reply.
"Oh, George ... George ... George!" Ellie Matson swooned. "Never thought I'd say this again to my own husband-but fuck me, fuck me! Fuck me, stud!"
George Matson eagerly went into high gear, his cock pistoning in his wife's long-neglected cunt. He even told her that her cunt was just as tight and wet as their teenaged daughter's. And kneeling nearby, Janet was anything but put off when she heard this. For she knew that for her father to compare her mother's pussy with her own meant that family sex had come full circle.
"If mom and dad can fuck again," Janet sighed, "then nothing can stop us!"
At this point there was only one remaining area of doubt for Janet. Namely, how had her father managed to be so conveniently available to plug into the action? And where had her brother Marty slipped off to?
She looked toward the house, just as the back door opened. Out stepped Polly, stark naked and leading an equally bare-assed Marty by the hand. Both were grinning from ear to ear. Janet jumped up and ran to them, not having to be told by now that this afternoon had been a set-up.
"Why didn't you let me know you'd planned this?" she asked her aunt.
"Don't you like surprises, sweetheart?" Polly teased.
"But I was ready to go after mom on my own," Janet answered.
"Isn't it more fun with the rest of us, though?" Polly purred.
Before she spoke again, Janet glanced back toward where her dad and mom were happily fucking. Then she looked at her naked aunt and brother, noticing the way Polly's cunt damply gleamed and how Marty's tireless cock throbbed.
"So much cock ... so much pussy ... all in the same place at the same time. All in the same horny family. So much sucking and fucking just waiting to happen!"
"We don't have to wait for anything anymore, Janet," Polly chuckled.
So Janet returned to the action, with her aunt and brother following behind, ready to finish what she'd started the day she'd decided to lose her cherry. For, she now realized, simply shedding her virginity had been only a means to an end. It wasn't just fucking that mattered, but with whom. Sex had to be special and there was nobody more special than the members of her own loving family.
There was an orgy that day in the Matson backyard. Janet Matson, though, probably sucked and fucked harder and more than anyone there. It was her way of saying thanks to the family she loved so much that she was willing to do anything to prove it. And today was just the beginning.
