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(MMF, F/dog, inc, reluc, blkmail) by Rick Dean (shadow_cross1@hotmail.com) *** A tale of two friends in their late teens who, while surfing the 'net, find an adult website run by one young man's aunt. From there they introduce her to the joys of bestiality and incest by threats of exposure. *** "Dude, you have got to get over to my house and check this shit out!" came the voice on the other end of the phone. It belonged to my best friend, Phillip Miller who, for some unbeknownst reason to me, was urging me out of my bed at 2 a.m. I wiped the sleep from my eyes as I sat upright in bed, the cordless phone clutched to the side of my face. "Phil, do you know what time it is?" I remarked back. "I have to be up in a few hours to get ready for my classes." That was the truth of the matter, even though I would be having only half a day of classes at my local tech school here in a suburb of Detroit, Michigan and not a full day as I usually would have. "Casey, you're not going to believe your eyes, man. Just roll your ass outta bed, throw on some clothes and shoes and get over to my house, I'll leave the door unlocked." After that was said, I heard a click on the other end denoting he had hung up the receiver. I clicked my portable phone off and set it back on the nightstand next to my bed before contemplating my next move. Should I get up and go to Phil's to see what was so urgent that he had to wake me in the early morning or lay back down and drift off again to the land of nod? I chose the former, as much as I wanted to grab a few more Zzzzz's I figured I had better see what he wanted and maybe if I were lucky it wouldn't take too long and I could be back in bed before I knew it. Over the course of the next 5 minutes I dressed and put my sneakers on, then grabbed a light jacket and made my way down the stairs of my folk's home. To tell you a little more about myself before I go on, my name is Casey Meijerson, I'm twenty years of age (as if Phil) and we both have always lived in this small middle-class suburb of Detroit, Michigan with our folks. I've been in a junior college ever since graduating high school in 2000 while Phil, on the other hand, is a mechanic's apprentice at a local garage down the street. We've both known the other since kindergarten and still hang out from time to time like buddies do. Something that makes that much easier is the distance factor: Phil's folk's house and my folks live directly across from one another and that makes my trip to his place a whopping thirty seconds at the slowest. Before I left the house, our labrardor retriever, "Senator Pugsly" brushed his cold nuzzle to my hand, searching for a few rubs and scratches before I exited the place. I leaned down, rubbed his neck and stroked under his chin a few times, telling him what a good boy he was before closing the door behind me and locking it, just to be on the safe side. The porch light was on, providing a bit of illumination as were the streetlights, which ran down either side of the subdivision road. Across the way, the porch light at Phil's was on also, just awaiting my arrival. I then turned, looked both ways to see no one was coming ( I had doubted they would at this dead hour but wanted to make sure), then darted across the road and up to Phil's door. Before I could knock though, the door swung wide open, creaking on its hinges as it did. "Dude, glad to see you made it, you are so not gonna believe your fuckin' eyes when you check it out man!" Phil spun on his heels and led me down the hall, then down the stairs to the basement where he had his room. I wasn't sure what he wanted to show me, but he sounded eager and apparently it was something, which he thought I needed to see. Phil continued to walk, first past his couch and television and then on to an adjoining room where his bed was. As we made our way in, his body blocked my view of his computer, which he was now standing directly in front of. On the walls behind it he had posters of Nirvana, Creed, Stone Temple Pilots and a few other bands. My eyes wandered around his room for a few moments as he began to talk, some of the things here I had seen since we were kids and some looked like he had just gotten them recently like a bass guitar in the corner. When he nudged me I turned back around to see something, which I never had imagined I'd see on his computer. There on the screen was a site called waywardwife.com and what appeared to be my 49-year-old aunt, Sarah with her legs crossed sitting in a chair, in a black teddy. "Dude, I found your aunt on the internet, she has her own porno site!" exclaimed Phillip, with a sound of glee in his voice. My first reaction was total shock and disbelief. No way could this be my aunt on the screen. My mind began forming reasons to dispel what I was taking in: everyone had a twin in this world, right? It just had to be a woman that looked a little like her. That was it, someone who just looked a lot like my aunt. I turned from the monitor to look at Phil and remarked, "Man, that's not my aunt, that's just someone who resembles her somewhat." Phil immediately began to shake his head from left to right and remarked, "No dude, that is your aunt! Look, she has more pics and a bio on herself." He grabbed the mouse and clicked on the this little box that had biography on it. After that was done the computer pulled up another page and a picture of this woman that appeared to be my aunt Sarah from the shoulders up, smiling. I read the bio which stated she was born and raised in Detroit, the name of her cats (sparky and surly), her other hobbies, etc... but mainly it listed her sexual fetishes and how she enjoyed sleeping with groups of men, other women, anal and so forth. I now had total proof that my seemingly innocent aunt, Sarah was little more than a computer whore! "I told you, you'd wanna see this shit, Casey!" Phil said as he placed his hand on my shoulder. "Look I even found more pics of her!" He clicked the mouse once more and clicked a link saying "free sample pics". The computer first pulled up a picture of her with a black bikini on, though the top was missing. I knew I shouldn't be looking but a part of me couldn't turn away from the screen. This was my aunt who always baked cookies for me as a kid, took me to movies, and who lived the life of Suzy Q. Homemaker. Someone who was a very integral part of my life and now it appeared she had a very secret life within a life going on, on the side. I knew I shouldn't have been looking at her breasts, this was my aunt for fuck's sake but she had such a gorgeous set of tits. Each breast was small, firm and round and capped off with a small pink nipple, which jutted out. I moved closer as the pic below it opened. This one was with her legs spread wide and only the thin fabric of the bikini covering her mound. You didn't have to peer hard to see it hugged her lips and conformed to every nook and cranny of her vagina. In between my legs I felt my cock spasm a little. I felt it was betraying me, seeing my aunt in this fashion looking oh so slutty and wanting to see more. As the pics opened I exclaimed to Phil, never taking my eyes off the monitor, "Where the fuck did you find this at anyhow!?" He sounded almost as excited as I felt when he replied, "Dude, I was surfing for porn on Sublimedirectory.com when I ran across this shit! Well you know how I like older women, right?" Indeed I did. We were both only twenty but when we were 14, Phillip was involved with a 36 year old friend of his mom's (unknown to her of course) and at 18, dating a 44 year old teacher on the side. He continued on, "Anyhow I was looking through these pics of older women and it brought up samples from this waywardwife.com site. I about jizzed in my shorts when I saw it was your aunt Sarah, dude!" Now it was my turn to jizz my pants, when the next pic revealed the bikini bottoms were now gone as well and she had her legs in the air, fingers pulling her pussylips open as wide as possible. One small, tan line remained and it barely concealed her pussy when the bottoms were on her, apparently. "Look how wet your aunt's pussy is, Casey! She's just begging to be fucked and fucked hard, dude. I didn't know if I should tell ya or not but decided you'd want to know." "I appreciate you telling me, Phil, it's just a bit surreal seeing my aunt like that with her legs spread eagle and all. I'm having a little difficulty wrapping my mind around it, ya know?" Phil gulped and said, "Really am sorry dude, I know she's your favorite aunt and all and this totally like would put her in a new light and all." He was right, part of me was a bit nauseous and sickened by her lewd display. It seemed from her biographical info she'd about do anyone, anytime and anywhere. But the other part of me.. the male side... was intrigued and fascinated, even a little turned on with this newfound information. Here was my very attractive aunt baring herself for everyone to see and it was a bit provocative. "I better go now, man. I have to get my sleep and be up tomorrow in time for school. I'll call you sometime tomorrow evening and we'll talk more then. Have a good one brother, I'm out for now." Phil didn't reply, with either words or body language, merely went back to his computer as I let myself out of his folk's house trying to be as quiet as possible. After getting back home and into my own bed, I lay there for a while uncomfortably shifting under the sheets. My hands clenched my pillow tightly as I replayed the whole scenario in my head, first with Phil calling, then me going over and finally seeing Aunt Sarah and her adult web site on his computer. The more I thought about it, the more I shifted about and the more I shifted, I realized, the more my cock was beginning to swell. I then did the unimaginable and reached between my legs, stroking my semi-erect cock and imagining my aunt in my head as I did perverted things to her. The thoughts ranged from kissing her deeply to sucking her taut breasts to licking her cunt as her juices coated my lips and face. Before I realized it, my cock was emptying its load on my stomach, hands and the bed sheets. I once again got out of bed and went to my bathroom to clean up my mess, then came back and crawled under the soft blankets once my mission had been completed. As I lay there restlessly I couldn't help but think that my folks and grandparents couldn't have a clue as to what my aunt was doing. They were very respectable people in our community and devout Christians and here Aunt Sarah was showing her goods for the world to see. I didn't think Grandpa and Grandma had any inkling, nor did my dad who was Aunt Sarah's little brother. My grandparents lived in the house next door to the right of ours while Aunt Sarah lived down the block with her husband, Wesley. She had married last year after being with him a year after she and Uncle Steve split up. Even though this guy Wes was my uncle by marriage, I still refused to acknowledge him as anyone other than my aunt's friend. I then began to think how normal things were with Uncle Steve even though they did split, so they change in Aunt Sarah's behavior must have came from her association with this loser, Wesley. I never did like that guy and even though there was no real upside to them being together from my vantage point, he was gone more often than not for his work out of town as a consultant. I played different scenarios again and again in my head pertaining to my aunt and her newly discovered sex life before sleep overtook me and I once again began to dream. It seemed like only minutes I had been asleep but the alarm sounded at 7 a.m., so I slept just over three hours give or take. After dragging my weary frame out of bed, I shaved, showered, brushed my teeth and combed my hair before making my way to my first class. During the course of the entire day I had aunt Sarah and her sex life on my mind. In fact, it was such a distraction that I almost ran a red light and into another car on the way home but my fast reflexes kicked in and saved me. When I got home, my black lab, Senator Pugsly once again greeted me by jumping up onto my chest and demanding I stroke him behind the ears. I did as he wished, giving him a few rubs and a pat on the head to boot before going to the kitchen and grabbing a tuna sandwich before once again returning to my room. I quickly kicked off my shoes, changed out of my blue jeans and long dress shirt into t-shirts and shorts and made myself comfortable in front of my own computer. I turned it on, connected to the 'net and then logged onto waywardwife.com to see my those same pics greet me which Phil showed me last night. As I looked the same word kept popping up into my head: "Unbelievable!" I scoured the entire site and found some other pics I hadn't seen before. A few looked like they were taken somewhere on a beach while others I recognized from inside my aunt's home and her bedroom. I'm not sure why then but I began to save her pictures onto the C drive, then saved them once again onto floppy disc. I found every sample pic of her I could find, then went to a search engine and typed in "wayward wife/samples" and it pulled up a few more pics of Aunt Sarah that I hadn't seen before. These were mainly her and another woman engaging in oral sex with one another. I saved them as well onto the hard drive and floppy disc, then took the disc back out and placed it into it's holder. I didn't know it then, at least not consciously, but knew more would come of this. Aunt Sarah's pics were incredible, this tight bodied blonde haired woman of 49, who had no children of which to speak and was 5' 2" 110 or so and nicely tanned. Also, leading a double life which her family wasn't aware of, or which I'm sure she didn't want us to be aware of anyhow. It was then I began to formulate a plan. Why should Aunt Sarah fuck all of these strangers and here her own sexually deprived nephew wasn't getting anything out of the deal? It wasn't sitting quite right with me and I thought we needed to make a few changes. After thinking about what I wanted to do and daydreaming for a few more moments the phone rang. When I picked it up, Phil was on the other end. "Hey bro, you doing better today?" he asked sounding genuinely concerned for my well being. I surprised him by sounding much better than I had the night before when I was confused, "Yeah man, much better now that you ask. I found more pics of Aunt Sarah on the web earlier." My voice no doubt contained sounds of glee in it as I said that. Phil was caught off guard and replied, "Oh really? So what are you gonna do, plan on telling your folks?" I laughed out loud and it took a few moments before I regained my composure before I remarked, "I don't think so, I think I want to fuck Aunt Sarah instead, how would you like to get in on that action too?" "Fucking eh, dude! It sounds like you did a 180 degree spin from where you were last night! What changed your mind?" Phil said sounding as pumped now as I was. "To be honest, I'm not sure. Something just clicked in my head I guess. I was disgusted at first but the more I thought about it, the nastier the thought became and now it's like, why not fuck my aunt, she's hot and horny and I know you and I both are horn dogs, too. Just seemed natural I suppose." Phil shot back, "Well dude, I have to admit I like the way you think. I guess that's why we're best friends, Casey. Anyhow, I have to jet for now, I'll holler at you again soon and we can get this ironed out." With that the phone went dead on his end and two seconds later, I hung it up on mine. After I did, I laid back onto my bed and stretched out, hands clasped behind my skull and fingers locked tightly together as I gazed at the ceiling. I laughed out loud at my wicked thoughts and how, one way or another, I'd get my aunt to fuck myself and my best friend. I knew tomorrow that Wesley would be back out of town for two weeks and then decided that after school I'd drop in on Aunt Sarah for a surprise visit. She hadn't seen me in over a week so I was past due. I then did my homework, had a nice normal conversation with my folks about how my schooling was going and watched some NCAA basketball with my dad on CBS before heading back to my room and turning in for some sleep. Tomorrow would be a busy day and I needed to catch up on the sleep I had missed out on the night before. Senator Pugsly lay at the foot of my bed whining for a bit, then falling asleep right before I did as I last recall. In the morning I did my ritual again of shave, shower, brush teeth and comb hair before heading out for classes. It was now Friday and I had an entire weekend free to see if I could get into Aunt Sarah's pants one way or another. All through my classes my mind never was on the subject matter at hand. I was too busy fantasizing about my petite aunt and the fun I wanted to have with her. In my economics class, I had another blonde girl in there with me named Lois. She was about 21 years old and the same build as aunt Sarah. I imagined how if she were my aunt I could come up from behind her and spread her legs easing my cock into her pussy and then slowly pumping my hips back and forth. I snapped out of my daydream when the teacher, Mr. Dukat, turned to me to answer his question but I feigned as though I didn't hear him. When he repeated it I thankfully gave the correct answer before resuming my incestuous thoughts. Before I had realized it, the bell had sounded and my last class was over with. I then quickly made my way to my car and headed to Aunt Sarah's place. My heart was beating like a trip hammer the entire time as I made my way there and I had to consciously ease off the gas pedal and keep it under 55 so I wouldn't get a ticket. Things were going just as according to plan by the time I arrived. In my jacket's breast pocket I patted the disc, reassuring myself that this would all work out just fine, then hopped out of my car and made my way to the front door. I knew Aunt Sarah was home because her Chrysler was parked off to the side. Wesley's car was no where in sight, just as it should have been, or rather, should not have been. I made my way to the front door and turned the handle, surprisingly it was unlocked and as I entered I shouted, "Hello, Aunt Sarah are you here?" I didn't get a response and continued farther into the house yelling aloud as I went. She suddenly appeared out of a guest bedroom, placing her hand over her heart and replying, "Damn Casey, you about scared me to death! I had no idea you'd be dropping in like this, how have you been?" She then leaned up and hugged me as I, who am 6' 1" and about 180, leaned down to hug her back. As I hugged her tight this was the first time I ever held my aunt and had a thought, which was something other than, pure. Her breasts pushed into my chest and I relished them being there, so soft and warm. As she leaned back I coughed to clear my throat, apparently I was more nervous than I had initially thought I was. "I'm doing well, Aunt Sarah, I just got back from classes a little bit ago and wanted to see how you had been." Actually I had a good idea how she had been, no doubt fucking up a storm with strangers while putting on this miss innocent routine to the rest of her friends and family. "That's great, Casey I knew you were a smart cookie, can I get you a coke or a mountain dew from the 'fridge?" she replied. "Yeah, a cold coke would hit the spot, thank you!" I stated. "Nothing is too good for family, and if my little nephew wants a coke, he's got it." I waited on her couch as she went to the kitchen to retrieve my drink while thinking to myself, how right she was about the family remark but I wanted more than just a cold coke. She returned moments later and handed it to me, the top already opening, then sitting down opposite of me in her chair. "There you go, Casey. Now classes are going well already huh? Just about finished?" I sipped my coke while bobbing my head up and down in reply at the same time. "That's great! And what are you doing this weekend? Any big plans like a date or hanging out with your friend Phil?" I almost laughed so hard when she said that that coke went up my nose and I had to make sure I didn't dribble any on the carpet. "Are you alright?" My aunt said sounding concerned. I nodded once more and when my coke was no longer in any danger of being spilled or running out of my nose I said, "Well I have a few things in mind I'd like to do, though nothing set in stone yet." Before she could ask me to be more specific I continued, "Mom and Dad are going away this weekend also down to Indiana to see Mom's cousin. What will you being doing this weekend, Aunt Sarah?" She smiled widely and replied, "I'm thinking of meeting with my friends from down the block, you know the Webbers? I may go for a visit with them and hang out since Wesley isn't here." As soon as she said that, in my mind I thought, translation: I'm going to have a three way with this guy and his wife and suck as much cock and lick as much pussy as I possibly can before being fucked silly. I smiled widely back at her and said, "You know that sounds like a lot of fun!" Then continued, "My computer is down now, Aunt Sarah, I hate to bother but would you mind if I checked my hotmail on yours?" She hesitated for a few moments as though she had something to hide, then replied, "Sure you can, Casey Just give me a few minutes ok?" She then took off to her computer and closed the door to the room. I thought she was no doubt hiding the pictures and mpegs she had on her hard drive, probably making some new file called, "tax info" or something else equally just as boring on the off chance that I accidentally got off the beaten path by accident. One thing I had to hand to Aunt Sarah is she's not a typical blonde and is a very computer savvy lady. Still though, that wasn't going to save her from getting fucked by her nephew. "Alright, Casey you can come in now." She said as she opened her door and poked her head out into the hall. As I got up and entered her room with my coke in hand, I saw on the monitor that she had already pulled up the hotmail screen for me to type in my name and login. She really seemed to not want me to to accidentally stray, though if I hadn't known now what I did know, I would have thought she did that just to be really sweet. As she stood over my shoulder, I logged into my hotmail account to find 2 new emails, one of which was a spam message for some herbal weight loss plan and the other was jokes that were forwarded to me. I clicked onto the jokes and began to read them. "Let me take your empty coke can, Casey, I'll be back in a few moments." She then leaned down, took the can from me and went off to the kitchen to rinse it out. I knew then that was my cue to initiate things with Aunt Sarah. As soon as she exited the room I typed waywardwife.com into the browser and pulled up the page, then entered and waited for her to return. Moment's later she came back and I heard her say, "Hey Casey would you like a bana... " her words them immediately stopped. I turned to see her standing behind me with a complete look of shock on her face as she saw that I had pulled up her page. There on one of the pics I clicked were two men whom I never had seen before, one fucking her mouth and the other fucking her asshole as deeply as he possibly could. "Oops, I think I clicked on the wrong link." I remarked, sounding as innocent as I possibly could. She walked up to me and said, "What the hell is going on here Casey?" I leaned back in her computer chair and spun it around to meet her, then leaned back a little pushing back with my feet. "Just a little something Phil found when he was surfing the 'net. Sorry if I shocked you, Aunt Sarah, trust me, it was as big a shock to me when I saw it as I'm sure it is to you to know that I saw it too." She stammered, "Casey.. that..that's really not something that's like, a major part of my life. I don't want you to have the wrong idea about me. God, I never had even imagined .. had hoped and prayed that no one in my family would ever see this." "It's doubtful Grandpa and Grandma ever would, you know they don't own a computer and hell, mom and dad don't even own their own. I wouldn't have known about it either unless Phil hadn't told me." I replied. Aunt Sarah's brown began to knit together in an angry look and her lips tightened as she mouthed the words, "Fucking Phillip Miller!" It seemed she'd either cry now or explode in a verbal barrage but neither came. She just stood there and replied, "So now what? You won't tell anyone about this will you Casey?" I shook my head from left to right indicating that I wouldn't, "Of course not, Aunt Sarah I won't tell anyone else..." then paused for a few moments. A look of relief washed over her face until I added, "for a price." Immediately she had that look of uncertainty and anger on her face as she studied mine. "What do you mean, for a price? Are you blackmailing me, Casey?" I shook my head and remarked, "Blackmail sounds harsh, don't you think? I'd like to think we're negotiating for something we both want." Aunt Sarah replied, "What is it you want? Money? I can't believe you, you little bastard, I've helped raise you since you were a baby and treated you like you were my own son! You're my nephew, I can't believe that I'm fucking hearing this!!" I shook my head from left to right once again, "I'm not after your money, I want something else." She had a doubtful look on her face as to what I meant, she wasn't naive but certainly had no idea I wanted to bang her I'm sure. "I'm not sure what you're getting at, Casey! If you don't want money, what is it you want from me?" I replied nonchalantly, "I want what you give everyone else, get it!? You get my silence and complicity to help you hide your dark side from mom and dad, grandpa and grandma, aunt betty and uncle milt and everyone else in our little corner of the world. In return I get to fuck your brains out and have sex with you anytime I wish, and I want you to fuck Phillip also." "You're fucking sick!" She shot back. "You're my nephew and you want me to fuck you!?? What the hell is wrong with you, Casey!?" I replied back, "It's sick to fuck me and yet you throw your legs open for any dude with a dick, not to mention fucking other women!? I can't see how giving me a little pussy is any different than the shit you do here? Hell it said on your site you had sex with 20 guys at once, that I would say is the definition of a slut and any slut worth her salt fucks anyone, am I right!?" "Well I suppose not, because I'm not going to fuck you or your friend!" she yelled out almost screaming, her fists clenched into little round balls. I calmly stood up, produced the disc from my jacket pocket and replied, "Suit yourself, though I wonder what grandpa, grandma, mom and dad will say when I call them over to my computer and show them what Aunt Sarah does in her spare time. You know how religious they are, if you said "fuck" they'd give you a dirty look for that alone. Seeing you bang anyone you can get your hands on will get you ostracized from the family for good, your decision." As I made my way out of her room and down the hall, she followed me but never said a word until I reached her front door. My hand was on it, getting ready to push it open when she called out from behind, "Casey... I can try... I can't guarantee that I can.. but will try alright? I just need to be drunk beforehand." She then added, though I think to herself, "Oh god I'm going to fuck my own nephew." I turned and replied, "Excellent, mom and dad will be gone within the hour, come on over in 2 hours alright?" I turned back to see her just nod softly. It was clear Aunt Sarah had been beaten and had no choice but to do what I said. When I exited and made my drive back home, I thought how gutsy that had been and if she had said no, would I really have gone through with my threat? Probably not, I had big balls but not that big and deep down inside I wasn't an asshole, just someone with a hot aunt and I really wanted to give her the bone. As I made my way back I thought of how many other family members fucked each other and yet we never heard about it. Truth definitely was stranger than fiction. When I got home, mom and dad's car was already gone. I quickly sprang out of the car and sprinted up onto the porch before letting myself inside. Senator Pugsly greeted me by jumping onto my chest and licking my cheek a few times before falling back to the floor and laying on his back for some rubs. I petted him and then made my way to the kitchen where I saw a note saying, "Casey -- We left early for Indiana and will see you on Monday. Plenty of food in the fridge-- Love, Mom and Dad." I pulled the note off the 'fridge and tossed it into the garbage before making my way up to my room to quickly shower. As I lathered up I imagined how soon I'd finally be fucking Aunt Sarah and getting into her panties. Up until two days ago I never had even imagined her in any sexual context and now for the past two nights my fantasies involved fucking my dad's older sister and giving her every inch of my 7" pecker. I also thought about my looks and how that had to help some. I was her nephew, granted but I was built nicely on a 6' 1" frame and defined muscles, a black goatee, green eyes and dark hair, very similar looking to Dean Cain who plays Superman. Phil was an alright looking guy too I thought, even though I don't go the gay way. He's about 5' 10" 170 with sandy brown hair, green-blue eyes and looks more like a young version of the actor, Nick Cage. All in all, I'd say women could do a lot worse than either of us and Aunt Sarah should be lucky to have two young studs service her. After showering and washing my hair, I stepped out onto the bathmat and proceeded to blow dry my hair, then spray on a little of my cologne which is one that smells like a knockoff of Drakkar Noir, called "Expression". Why pay an extra $20 for something that smells virtually identical. When that was said and done I phoned Phil up and told him to get his ass on over here because the plan was now set into motion. "That's fucking awesome, Casey!" he beamed. "How did you manage that?" I shot back, "I'll fill you in on the details later on, but for now just get on over here." then added, "And if your folks have any booze in the house, bring it." I then hung up the receiver on my end and waited. Roughly a half an hour passed before the doorbell rang. When I went to answer it, Phil was there to greet me. In one hand he had a sack and when he reached into it, he pulled out a bottle of wild turkey. "Here brother I have some of this and some Makers Mark whiskey." He then pulled the other bottle out and set them on the table. I quickly grabbed some shot glasses and filled them with ice, then added coca cola and the Makers Mark. We then each went back to the couch in the living room and sat down, Senator Puglsy was stretched out in front of us all the while. I reached down and rubbed his tummy a little bit and explained over the course of the next thirty minutes or so what had happened and how I managed to get Aunt Sarah to agree to sleep with us. "You, my friend, are the man!" Phil said, raising his glass to mine and clinking them together in a cheers fashion. We both were very anxious then and I almost didn't think Aunt Sarah was going to show, but then the doorbell rang again. I quickly stood up and raced to it, then opened to see her on the step. She was dressed much differently than I had seen her in person before and more like she looked on the site (aside from when she was naked.) She was wearing a low-cut red blouse with a short black mini-skirt, fishnet stockings and black pumps. Her hair as also up in a ponytail and she had a ball cap on and sunglasses, even though it was now dusk. One thing I also noticed was the unmistakable smell of alcohol on her breath. It was obvious she had started drinking heavily after I left, to get herself in the right mindset to fuck her twenty year old nephew and his best friend. "Come on in, Aunt Sarah, you look hot!" She didn't reply verbally, she just semi-staggered in and wobbled to a chair opposite of the couch where Phil was still sitting. She looked up at me, removed her glasses and then said, "Casey, I need another drink alright?" I nodded and said, "We have Makers Mark and Wild Turkey, which do you prefer?" She simply retorted, "Both." I nodded again and made my way to the kitchen where I quickly made her drinks, one full of Wild Turkey straight on the rocks and the other was Makers Mark mixed with Sprite. I handed her the glass with the straight whiskey and she quickly threw her head back, lifted the glass and downed it in one gulp. "Holy shit!" Phil looked at me laughing. "You better go get her the bottle, dude!" I jumped up and did just that, returning with both bottles actually and setting them down on the coffee table in front of Aunt Sarah. By the time I had made it back she had already downed her second shot as well. I took my seat on the couch again next to Phil and reclined back. We both were looking up and down Aunt Sarah's legs, studying them as well as her breasts, which the tight blouse concealed. I looked up into her eyes and said, "If you'd like to start out slow, we can. How about you open your legs and play with your pussy for us?" She exhaled deeply and set the Makers Mark bottle down which she was now drinking from the bottle straight. "Yeah slow is good, I think." She then slowly stood up, again wobbling as she did, then unzipped her skirt. The zipper was on the side of her left thigh and it made a slight buzzing sound as she pulled it down, then let it fall to the floor. When I could see more of her body I noticed her fishnets came up to the top of each thigh and stopped, held in place by a couple of bands. As my eyes wandered over to her crotch I saw she had a white thong on now as well. She must have read my mind because two seconds later she placed her hands on either side of her hips and pushed her thong down her thighs, along her calves and finally kicked it off once it reached her feet. After that was off, Aunt Sarah plopped back onto her seat, giggled and lifted her right leg over the chair's arm, giving both Phillip and myself a very clear view of her pouty, pink pussy. "Damn Casey, look at that snatch! I never would have imagined it could look any better than on her website but fuck if I'm not wrong!" Aunt Sarah was very drunk now, though still somewhat coherent, "Yeah I know you want some of this don't you, Phil?" she said in a teasing way. Her hands slipped down over her tight stomach and between her thighs, her fingers now making contact with her clit. She slowly began to circle it with her thumb around and around as her fingers moved between her moist lips. With her free hand she began to unbutton her blouse, first starting at the bottom of the shirt and slowly working her way up. She would have been faster had she not been inebriated but had she not been drunk I doubt she would be doing this for us at all. As her left hand undid her top and her right played with her pussy, my hands undid the button at the top of my pants too, then unzipped my zipper. I reached inside and began to pull my hardening cock out which Aunt Sarah immediately spied. "Oh Casey, you want to fuck me what that big thing, don't you?" I nodded at her and smiled, her hands never leaving her pussy the entire time. I didn't watch Phil take his johnson out but out of the corner of my eye I saw his arm motioning back and forth which told me he was beating his meat as well. "Do you boys like me like this? I know this is what Casey wanted. To see his Aunt for the slut she really is." Sarah giggled once again and went on, "Did you two boys know I've fucked damn near 1,200 people since I started my website?!? I'm insatiable anymore and have even done local politicians, porn stars, sports figures with the Lions, Redwings and Pistons organizations and one time, had a couple of midgets." She giggled again after that and took another drink out of the Wild Turkey bottle. "I've never committed incest though but suppose there's a first time for everything. The more I've been drinking the more I've been thinking of what it would be like to suck my nephew's cock. From what I can see here it's a nice, thick, long one too!" When I heard her words it made my cock swell that much bigger and my hands moved that much faster up and down. She finally had undone her blouse and her firm, round breasts swung free. When I saw them on the site I thought she must have had a boob job but up close I could tell they really weren't augmented in any way. She stood up and then grinned while taking another shot of whiskey straight from the bottle but when she tried to sit down this time, she instead missed her chair and came down onto the floor with a thud next to Senator Pugsly. Apparently she was oblivious to the dog laying next to her as she spread her legs wide and said, "Yoooo hoooo, Casey and Phil, want to join a horny woman down here on the floor!?" I came up behind her and knelt down, my hard cock dangling inches from above her lips. Phil attempted to get down to her pussy but Senator Pugsly blocked his way. Aunt Sarah didn't see the big dog take an interest between her legs but he did. She was too busy looking up as Senator's tongue began to lap up and down her sopping wet snatch. "Oh god, Phil, you do that so well baby!" she exclaimed. Phillip burst out into laughter as he watched the dog lick Aunt Sarah as she thought it was him. "Wish I could take the credit there but I can't" Phil exclaimed. Sarah groggily looked up to see the big black Lab between her legs licking her wet gash, his tongue snaking over her clit and lips, then trailing down over her asshole in one swipe. Sarah almost screamed, "No, don't let that dog lick me, that's disgusting!" She attempted to close her legs but I said to Phillip, "Hold her legs open, man." She continued fighting and attempting to close them but our arms were too strong. "No don't let him lick me, please Casey!" The more Senator licked her the more her resistance subsided. Finally I told Phillip to release her legs, which he did. As he did that, Aunt Sarah actually opened her legs wider and raised her hips to meet the dog's licks. Phillip took his hands and pulled open Aunt Sarah's asscheeks so Senator Pugsly's tongue could completely sweep over her snatch and asshole cleanly with one stroke up and down. "You like that warm dog tongue on your snatch, don't you bitch?" Phillip remarked excitedly. Aunt Sarah nodded, "Yeah I do now, it feels so good." I stroked her hair and said, "This will feel even better then." before slowly lowering my cock to her lips and sliding it over her tongue. I grunted as her warm mouth made contact with my cock and immediately tightened around it, slowly bobbing up on my shaft, then back down again. "Your Aunt sucks cock like a pro, dude." Phil chimed. I replied, "I think after you fuck 1,200 people you are a pro, brother." We both then grinned and high- fived the other as she continued to suck me. My fingers stopped stroking Aunt Sarah's hair and I now clenched a handful tightly as I went from slowly entering and exiting her mouth to fucking it with gusto. She brought her fingers around to massage my balls, caressing them in her hand as her tongue tickled the underside of my shaft. As I continued to fuck her mouth as though it were her pussy, Senator Pugsly continued his oral onslaught on her pussy, his long tongue probing the folds of her flesh and teasing her hardening clit. Aunt Sarah stopped sucking me momentarily to say, "I need to be fucked now, alright?" then immediately placed me back inside her mouth and renewed pleasuring me with her tongue and lips. "Let me lend a hand.. er a cock then." Phil said. He took Senator by the collar and pulled him back so he could get in between Aunt Sarah's legs. I watched his hand grasp his cock by the base where he began to rub it up and down her wet snatch, coated with her own natural secretions as well as dog saliva. Phil rubbed the head on her clit a few times, then pushed it back down where it met the opening of her snatch. With one quick motion, he thrust up inside her, burying his cock down to the hilt. Phil's tool wasn't quite as long as mine but did seem to be thicker. I would imagine Aunt Sarah had very few inside her like his. As Phil and I fucked Aunt Sarah's snatch and mouth, respectively, Senator Pugsly watched us both keenly. He seemingly wasn't finished with his business yet and likely thought Phil pulling him away was likely a rather rude thing to do. I reached over and patted his head while thinking he'll still get some if I have anything to say with it. And with all the dirt I was blackmailing Aunt Sarah with, I had a mouthful to say. Aunt Sarah's legs now collapsed around Phil's back and she pulled him inside her deeper. He repeatedly slammed his cock inside her, his thickness spreading her obscenely wide, stretching her pussy to the limit. I pulled my cock, I felt I was going to cum and wasn't quite ready for that yet, so instead lowered my balls to her mouth instead. Aunt Sarah's tongue lapped the underside of my sack, tonguing my nuts and not missing a bit of my flesh. She stopped to suck one ball into her mouth and roll it around, then the other. The whole while, Phil continued to relentlessly fuck my Aunt and give her the high hard one. She raised her hips, swallowing his thick cock and grinding back against him as he was doing to her. "Dude, I'm gonna bust a nut in your Aunt's snatch!" Phil remarked. Beads of sweat pooled at the top of his forehead and a few drops dripped down his cheek and onto her shoulders. His perspiration was coming out now almost like a faucet. Aunt Sarah may be 49 but apparently she was no slouch when it came to fucking young studs and could hang with the best of them. "Fuck man! Ughhhhhhh shit, I'm cumming now!" Phil remarked aloud. As he was screaming that, his hips still pumped up and down for a few more strokes. Aunt Sarah then released him, where he rolled over onto his back to catch his breath. After Phil went down for the count, Aunt Sarah took my cock out of her mouth and said, "Now Casey, I want you to fuck me doggy style, alright?" She gave my cock one last lick and sucked the head before releasing it, then getting onto her hands and knees. I took my place behind her and rubbed my cock's head up and down her lips which were now wet from her juices, Phil's cum and Senator's saliva. I didn't really give it a second thought though as pushed the head of my cock inside her. She didn't waste any time and pushed back hard until my cock was all the way in to the hilt. "Yeah that feels so fucking nice, Casey, fuck your aunt now baby just like you've been wanting to!" I didn't waste any time and did as she instructed, holding her hips and pushing my long cock in and out of her wet hole. I never would have imagined someone who has slept with so many could still be as tight as she was. Either that or my cock was bigger than I imagined it was. I didn't contemplate it much more and pulled Aunt Sarah back onto me, driving my big cock in and out of her, feeling her muscles hug me tightly. "Mmm yeah, Aunt Sarah, this is heaven I love fucking you." I said while I had my eyes closed, absorbing the feeling of her around me. "I love fucking you too, Casey, I never knew my nephew was such a good lay." she giggled. As we fucked I reached under her and began to pinch and twist her big, puffy nipples. They were hard to begin with but the more I played with them, the more they swelled to my touch. She lowered her chest just a bit, feeling my hands kneading her tit flesh made her coo aloud. I made a point of continually pinching and twisting them as we fucked. A little pain seemed to enhance her pleasure and mine too, she was now fucking me even harder than we had been before. Phil was now sitting upright once again and Senator Pugsly stood right by his side, waiting for an opening. I had a sick thought creep into my mind and I then said it aloud, "Phil, spin Senator Pugsly around, I want. Aunt Sarah to suck his cock." Phil likely would have objected normally but after all I did arrange for him to get laid right along with me. Besides, I thought, he's as sick and depraved as I am. Phil grinned and reached under the dog's stomach, feeling his cock which sticking out 2 inches or so from it's furry sheath. "I don't want to suck that dog's cock!" Aunt Sarah shouted sounding surprisingly sober. "You didn't want to fuck me or have Senator lick you either but now you enjoy both. You'll enjoy this too!" I exclaimed, laughing wildly. As I fucked her hard Phil, now had Senator's cock in his hand and pointing it at Aunt Sarah's mouth. "Dude, she's not opening her mouth." Phil said almost disappointedly. "Pinch her nose, when she opens her mouth to breathe, shove the dog's cock in." I said as I slapped Aunt Sarah's right asscheek. Phil apparently did just that and after fifteen seconds or so, Aunt Sarah could no longer hold her breathe and when she opened her mouth, Phil brushed Senator's tail aside and pushed his swollen dog cock into Aunt Sarah's mouth. "Ok Casey, I'm pushing your dog's cock in and out of your Aunt's mouth dude, but I don't think she likes it too much!" Phil said as he gritted his teeth and gnashed them a bit. "Doesn't matter, man, she doesn't have to like it as long as she sucks it!" I stated. Phil nodded and continued to feed Aunt Sarah the dog's swollen member which now was reaching the back of her throat. I leaned down and said in my aunt's ear, "You're a nasty bitch, Aunt Sarah! I'm so glad I'm getting the chance to fuck you like the nasty whore you are! You make me happy and suck my dog off until he cums in your mouth, do you hear me you cunt!?" Aunt Sarah nodded as she continued sucking Senator Pugsly, the dog instinctively pushing back and fucking her mouth. "Let go of her mouth and see if she sucks his cock of her own free will, Phillip." He released her head and she continued to suck Senator with as much enthusiasm as she was sucking me moments ago. "Dude, she's loving that dog cock, I wish we had pics of this!" Phil exclaimed. I remarked, "You know what my cam looks like, it's in my room run and get it." Phillip did just that only to return moments later clicking pics of Aunt Sarah sucking off the canine while it came in her mouth, coating her tongue and lips with it's warm doggy jizz. We spent the rest of the weekend fucking her repeatedly and taking pics of her fucking the other as well as fucking the dog, too. Now Aunt Sarah has an amateur incest and dog sex site, compliments of Phillip and I. We both make good money at this and as a bonus, fuck Aunt Sarah every chance we get. Now sex is a huge part of our lives and Phillip and I are working on seducing his 50 year old redheaded Aunt Ginny together as our next challenge. She has a Great Dane named Ollie too, so this could get interesting. ~Fini~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life in anyway shape or form. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 20