From a distance, the most immediate thing that grabs your attention is her curves. With proportions that would make a Renaissance statue jealous, this women had it going on in the chest, waist, rear and legs. Yea, it was those legs that I loved most: perfectly muscled, they were long, shapely and luscious, especially when contained in a pair of tight, black pantyhose. As I slowed the car down to approach, I made out more of her features. Her hair was black and cut into a nice little bob that you might find on a sixties' sex goddess. Her lips were full and red. She had long, but irresistible lashes that I knew from experience could bat up and down, flashing perfect black eyes, and melt you to pieces. If you looked closely, you might see some signs of aging that, instead of harming her overall appearance, lent itself to a sultry, mature look.
I stopped the car in front of her and leapt out of the door, bubbling with more than innocent excitement. "I'm so sorry I'm late" I called to her.
Cool as always, she smiled and opened her arms. "Denny Good to see you at last. Oh, don't worry: my plane was late anyway. Here, help me with the xxx."
I grabbed her suitcases and threw them in the back of the trunk. Of course, I opened the door for her and closed it behind her. Hurrying around the car, I jumped behind the wheel and sped away, heading back to the highway.
"So," I asked. "Good trip?"
"I remember when flying was actually something people wanted to do. I mean, we had leg room, nice food, polite attendants. Now, it's like taking the bus. Oh, don't get me started about the person I had to sit next to." I looked over and smiled at her. Actually, I looked over at her chest, then down at her legs and smiled. She caught me looking and cracked a smile herself. "How are your mom and dad?" she asked.
"Oh, good. Yea good. Dad is all excited about his retirement but I think mom doesn't want him around the house. You know how he can get."
"And school?"
I sighed. "School is alright. I mean, I passed all my classes last semester. Really, I just want to graduate and get it over with."
"Hmm. Hey, do your parents still have that rule about no smoking in the car?" she asked, fumbling for what I guessed to be cigarettes in her purse.
"Yea. I wouldn't do it. They'll probably xxx if they smell anything."
"Right, um, pull over some where so I can smoke. I haven't had one since Denver."
I found the nearest exit, pulled off and drove into an empty parking lot next to an office complex. My passenger got out of the car, as did I, and sat on the edge of the hood, sparking her cigarette to life.
"Those things are going to kill you, you know." I said
"Maybe. Maybe not. It's not conclusive."
I watched her smoke half a cigarette. She even made that look sexy. Sitting next to her, I pulled the fag out of her hand and took a few puffs myself. I wasn't really a smoker, but on occasion, with her mostly, I would take a couple drags.
I handed the cigarette back to her. "So, when was the last time we were together?" I asked. The question was loaded.
"Let me see," She cocked her slightly, revealing a delicious piece of skin. "Well, you came to visit me last winter break I think."
"That long ago?"
"Yes, that long ago." She flicked the cigarette away and leaned into me; this was the moment I was waiting for. Wrapping an arm around my waist, she drew me closer. Our lips met, then our tongues, then it was an all out make-out session. Damn, this woman knew how to kiss. I slid a hand over her ass, up her back and brought it around to her chest, fondling a perfect breast. I felt her hand creep up my thigh and palm my crotch. Rather, the bulge in my crotch.
"My, my. You sure get to the point." She said, while I sucked on her neck. Her hand undid my belt, unbuttoned my fly and opened my zipper. She slipped a few fingers between the folds of my boxers and caressed my cock. Reaching in deeper, she cupped my balls in her hand and gave them a couple gentle squeezes. "Let's get into the car." She whispered in my ear.
I got in the driver's seat and her, in the passenger seat. Using both hands, she tugged at my pants and underwear, forcing them down to mid thigh. She grabbed my cock and used her thumb to spread the first bit of pre-cum around the head. Then she leaned over and put my dick in her mouth.
Her blow-jobs had a way of hypnotizing me and this time was no different. Feeling her tongue whirl around my shaft or her mouth slowly bobbing up and down made my eyes glaze over and brain melt into jelly. She was an expert at things like this; I always count my blessings that I was able to receive such good treatment.
While I had been beating off a lot recently, masturbation was no substitute for good head. It didn't take me long to come to orgasm. My cock pulsed as it delivered hot wads of cum into my passenger's mouth. No, she didn't move away but instead swallowed every last bit of semen until I was drained. She popped up and rummaged around until she found a packet of tissues in the glove compartment.
As I zipped up, I couldn't help but lay on the complements: "Oh, that was good"
She smiled, while wiping the excess cum and smudged lipstick off her face. She offered me a tissue. "Here, you've got make-up all over you. Wouldn't want your parents to get suspicious now would we? What would your mom say if she knew her sister was blowing her son?"
----- Okay, so, I'm banging my Aunt. What can I say? The sex is good. No, the sex is spectacular and really, that's what it all comes down to. I mean, we're safe, no chance of my Aunt Ophelia getting pregnant or anything like that.
You see, it started when I was 17 and was visiting her in Denver before school started. I remember I was such a socially awkward kid; I had never been with a girl. Heck, I only went on one date in the entirety of high school. Aunt Ophelia was this mature, buxom, sexy women that just oozed sensuality. As this gawky, inexperienced kid, I didn't care if my mind wandered to impure thoughts about a close relative. And then I remember my Aunt saying to me one day. "Jeez Denny, I can smell the hormones on you"
Now, she didn't seduce me really, as in playing the "Mrs. Robinson" role, with stockings, revealing lingerie, or anything like that. No, she just asked me if I wanted a little "help" to become more mature, to become older, to become experienced. Boy That help paid off: After a wonderful introduction into the world of sex and vice, I entered college a confident young man. Of course, I visited Auntie again and again and each time we explored different areas of human sexuality: we fucked in every position our bodies would allow, did some anal, had a group encounter or two and even dabbled in a little watersports. Again, I didn't love my Aunt but just always thought of her as this brilliant, open sexual creature that I had the privilege being able to share experiences with. Of course, it was our little secret and we took considerable precautions to keep our affair from my parents.
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We pulled into my parents' driveway and before getting out of the car, composed ourselves as best we could. Aunt Ophelia headed to the house and I followed behind her, dragging her xxx up the stone walk to the front door.
As soon as we entered, my mom came bounded from the kitchen, arms outstretched. "Ophelia Oh my goodness So glad to see you" Although Mother loved her sister, her enthusiasm was a bit too much.
"Oh Jennie," Ophelia said, embracing her sister. "I'm truly glad to be here"
"What took you guys so long?" Mom asked. Auntie and I exchanged glances for a minute.
"Um, traffic." I said.
"Yea, and I had Denny stop so I could smoke a cigarette." Ophelia added. "Anyway, where's Mark?"
"Oh, you know him with all this retirement business." Mom said of dad. "He's out, with the boys, picking up some new golf clubs or something like that. I hope that man doesn't think he's going to spend the rest of his life on the golf course."
Auntie laughed. "Well, you married him, so you have to live with it. Anyway, how is…." Mom and Ophelia disappeared into the living room, chatting at breakneck speed and I decided to leave them alone and let them catch up on things.
A couple days later, Aunt Ophelia and I had our first chance to be alone since her arrival. Dad was at the office, finishing up some work and mom was going out to the store to get some items for this big dinner she was planning.
Before she left, Mom told me: "Now Denny, I want you to take care of your Aunt. Entertain her or something. Are you listening?"
"Yea, I'll entertain her, alright." I said under my breath.
"What was that dear?"
"Um… Can you pick up some chips or something at the store?"
Mom shot me a evil glance. "Uh-huh. I'm sure you get your fill of junk-food at school. You're eating healthy why you're at home. Got it? Goodbye." As soon as she was out the door, in her car and down the block I ran up to the guestroom.
"She's gone" I yelled, walking over to my Aunt who was laying down, reading a book.
"Yea? You sure?"
"Yep, she's going to the store. Mom never spends less than an hour there, so we've got time."
Ophelia bent her head down and looked over the top of her glasses. "And your dad?"
I was cozying up next to her, running my hand up the length of her body. "Golfing. Won't be back to dinner." I grabbed an ass cheek and gave it a firm squeeze.
Auntie put her book down on the night table, removed her glasses and took me into her arms. We rolled around the bed, making out and feeling each other up. It had been several months since I actually fucked my Aunt, and couldn't wait to get inside her. Our clothes were flying all over the place and were soon buck naked, grabbing at one another's parts, stroking and fondling to our hearts' delight. I pulled away from Ophelia's arms and pushed her down on the bed. I took a nipple between my thumb and forefinger and gently bit down on her other breast. I kissed her all over her chest, occasionally dragging my tongue against her skin. Working my way down, I stopped briefly at her stomach, biting at the flesh and then grazed her pubic hair with my lips. She spread her legs apart and I lightly kissed her pussy mound while massaging her inner thigh with a free hand. My hand eventually moved so that I could spread her lower lips apart and my tongue flicker over her clit. I moistened my lips and proceeding to give her a full open mouth-to-pussy kiss. Auntie writhed around on the bed, her hand on the back of my head. I lifted her butt a little so that I could force my juicy tongue into the entrance of her vagina. Tugging at my leg, I received the signal to straddle her face so that Ophelia and I were in a 69 position. Auntie took my cock in her mouth and playfully bit the head before taking what length of dick she could in her mouth. While I continued to eat her out, my Aunt spread my butt and probed my asshole with a moist finger; I loved when she did that.
When I was sure she was sufficiently moist, I moved so that I was positioned directly in front of her open crotch. I slid a finger into her vagina, reaching in as far as I could. I then added another digit and while finger fucking her cunt, massaged her clit with my thumb. After a bit of this, I was ready for the main event: I got on my knees, gave my cock a few strokes and got down to fuck her.
"Hold on there" My aunt said, hand on my chest. "Um, aren't we forgetting something?"
"Oh. Yea. Sorry." I got up and left the room. My hard cock bouncing up and down, I burst into my room and searched my drawers until I found what I needed. I ran back to the guestroom, closed the door behind me, and tore open a condom wrapper. My aunt watched, with a sly smile on her face, as I unrolled the condom down the length of my erection. I crawled on the bed, towards Ophelia and resumed the position. She took my cock in her hand and guided it into her pussy.
She was a little tight at first, but after a couple strong thrusts, I was deep inside her. We started off slowly: my hands under her ass, our chests pressed together, her legs elevated. As our pleasure increased, so did our the speed and intensity of our fucking. Auntie grinded her hips to meet my thrusts and I pounded harder and harder. Raising myself on my arms, so that only our pelvises were touching, I fucked her so hard she was sliding back and forth on the bed and her tits bounced.
I was getting closer and closer to orgasm. I was beginning to vocalize my pleasure when Aunt Ophelia clamped a hand on my mouth and stopped my fucking with a bracing hand on my hip. She cocked her head to the side. "Denny, do you hear that?" I didn't hear anything at first but a second later I heard the distinct sound of the front door slamming.
"Oh shit" I whispered. "What are we going to do?"
"Get off me" Ophelia whispered back. "Get your clothes together and get into the closet" Quickly, I slid out of my aunt, gathered my clothes and jumped into the closet.
Hiding naked, I didn't hear anything for a while except for the brisk movement of my aunt. Then a knock on the door and: "Ophelia, are you in there?"
"Uh, Jennie yea. Hold on a minute." Auntie answered. "Okay, you can come in." I remained motionless in the closet.
"I forgot my wallet." I heard my mom say. "Hey, are you alright? What are you doing in your bathrobe?"
My Aunt, as cool as ever, replied: "Oh, I had the house to myself and thought I would take a nice bath while I had the chance."
"Oh, okay." Mom said. "Um, where's Denny?"
"Oh, he said he wanted to go out and see some friends or something. He told me… he told me he would be home for dinner."
Nothing for a second or too and then Mom said. "Huh, I told that boy not to go out. Okay, well, he'll get it later. I'm going back out." Pause. "Are you sure you're okay sis?"
"Yea, I'm fine. Just a little tired. You know Jennie, I'm getting older and travel just wears me out nowadays." Aunt Ophelia seemed to have it under control. Mom said goodbye and I made sure to stay in the closet until I was given the okay. "Denny, it's safe. Come out" I opened the door and almost fell out of the closet. Auntie was standing by the window, her bathrobe clutched between her fists.
"Oh jeez, that was too close." I said, recovering from the excitement while sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Too close. Ah, it's okay." I was assured. " Look, let's get cleaned up." It was a good idea and I gathered my clothes again to take with me to my room. Just as I was about to leave, I noticed one of my socks peeking from under the bed. I told myself I must have dropped it when I came out of the closet after my mother had left. I bent down to pick it up and when I was close to ground noticed something else laying on the floor: a bright red condom wrapper. This, I wasn't so sure I had brought with me in the closet and tried to figure out if it would have been visible to my mother. I decided not to mention these two items to my Aunt, as I wasn't completely sure when I dropped them. I left the room and headed for the shower.
Over the next few days, my aunt and I purposely avoided each other while my parents were around. Although we fooled around a couple times, we were understandably cautious and limited our encounters to quick kisses and discreet petting sessions. But really, my libido had been extinguished somewhat in that closet, and I started to consider breaking off the affair between Ophelia and I.
One morning, I woke up late and it took me a while to actually leave my bed and jump into the shower. My father had traded in his golf clubs for fishing poles and had departed for a trip with a bunch of his friends a day earlier. Lucky for me, he left his car which I was excited to use to visit some friends of my own and prowl the town in search of fun. I bounded down the steps, looking for a quick bite to eat before I took the car out for a visit to the city.
As I approached the kitchen, I could here my mother and aunt arguing. I couldn't quite make out what the fight was all about but siblings bicker frequently and I thought this was just a friendly family quarrel. When I got into the kitchen, both women stopped talking and looked at me; my aunt had a slightly worried look on her face and my mom's eyebrows were arched in telltale anger.
"What's up?" I asked sheepishly.
Ophelia said nothing but Mom commanded me in a firm voice. "Denny. Sit down." I did as told, knowing my mother was in no mood to play, and gripped a napkin nervously in my hands. "Denny, now I can tell when your aunt is hiding something and she's hiding something now. So I going to ask you, and I know when you're lying to me too. Silence will only divulge guilt. Got it?"
"Um," Shit, she knew "okay Mom… What is it?"
Mom turned to me and looked directly into my eyes. "Denny. The other day, when I came home from the store I saw some of your clothing in Aunt Ophelia's room."
"So?" I could feel sweat forming on my brow. My stomach began to churn.
"Well, is there anything you want to tell me?" Mom asked.
I looked at her, and then glanced over at my Aunt. "No…"
Mom straightened in her chair. "Okay, but in addition to some of your clothes… I saw a condom wrapper. Know anything about that?" My mouth was completely dry, although my hands were drenched in sweat. I started to say something, an excuse, but the words wouldn't come out.
"Oh Jennie, leave the boy alone" My aunt yelled. "This is my fault, I let it happen. It's my responsibility and none of your business" Mom and I both turned to Ophelia.
"What did you let happen?" Mom asked, in a surprisingly calm voice.
"Oh, we shouldn't have to spell it out for you sis." Auntie leaned back in her chair. "Seems like you have it all figured out anyway."
"No Ophelia. You spell it out for me." Mom was gritting her teeth but still, her voice was calm and even.
My Aunt looked at Mom, then at me, and then back to her sister. Suddenly, her face was pale. "Denny and I have been seeing each other." Mom said nothing. "Okay Jennie, we've been, um, having relations."
"I can't believe this. You, Ophelia, you should know better. You're an adult… Suppose to be a responsible one at that. It's just wrong…" My aunt opened her mouth to speak but Mom turned around to me and continued. "And you. Denny, how can you… I mean, how can you… with your aunt?"
Neither Ophelia or I responded. Instead, we sat there in silence, just staring in any direction but my mother's. The air was thick with tension and for a while, no one even moved. Finally, my aunt got up and head towards the backdoor.
"Where are you going?" My mom demanded.
"To smoke…" Ophelia answered.
"No, you're not walking away now. Not now, for god sakes". Mom had got up from the chair and was walking towards my aunt. Ophelia spun around, her face was beet red and she spoke: "Jesus Jennie. I know what this is about. You're just jealous" What would my mom be jealous about? "Remember Bobby Jenkins?"
"What the hell does Bobby Jenkins have to do with this?" Mom asked.
Auntie turned to me. "In high school, there was this jock that your mom was so in love with, Bobby Jenkins. The thing is, he never said a word to your mother in the four years they were in school together." I looked at my mom: she was obviously fuming. Ophelia continued: "Then one day, out of the blue, Bobby Jenkins asked to come over to the house. Oh Jennie was so excited She came home, took a shower, did her make-up, changed xxx ten times. When he finally came, she opened the door and let him in and the first thing he asked said was: 'Gee Jennifer, is your sister home'. That's right: he wanted your mother to set him up with me. Ever since, your mom has been incredibly jealous of me and my boyfriends."
Mom was tapping her foot on the ground impatiently. "First of all Ophelia, I've never given two shits about you and Bobby Jenkins."
Auntie laughed. "Bullshit"
"And second of all," Mom continued. "I hardly see what Bobby Jenkins has to do with this situation."
Again, Aunt Ophelia laughed. "Simple sis, you're a woman and Denny is a man and naturally you've fantasized about him." Mom was going to protest but Auntie wouldn't let her talk. As for me, I was totally blown away by what I was hearing. "And as long as Denny got his kicks someplace else, by someone else, you didn't care. But as soon as you learned Denny was coming to me for some fun, you got jealous." Mom was biting her lower lip. She didn't say a single but just looked back and forth at my Aunt and I. And, she her cheeks were flustered.
Auntie walked over to me, I cautiously followed her with my eyes. I realized I had been caught in the middle of something… something beyond my control. As my mother watched, Ophelia put an arm around me, forcibly turned my head toward her and proceeded to give me a big, juicy, open mouthed kiss. When she was through, she looked at Mom and said: "Jealous? I know you are."
Mom threw up hands and shook her head. "I can't believe this."
"Oh yea? Well what about this?" Auntie grabbed me by the back of my shirt and tried to pull me out of my chair. I did not resist and allowed myself to be led around the table. "Sit" Auntie commanded and so I did, on the edge of the table. She pushed my arms to my sides. I looked at Mom, who was still fuming silently but was also watching us, never the less. Ophelia tugged at my belt, opening the buckle and ripped it from my jeans. She undid my button, unzipped my pants and hastily forced both jeans and underwear down below my balls. Moms jaw was barely hanging on her face but her eyes were fixed at my crotch. My aunt stood beside me, took my dick in her hand and flapped it. "I bet you're jealous now sis. " Ophelia said, mocking my mom.
Mom just stood there, her jaw re-hinged and lips pursed tightly together. She seemed to have mustered a second wave of collectiveness. "Look, you two are adults. There's nothing I can do. If you want to mess up your lives, then be my guest."
Ophelia turned to me. "Here that Denny? Your mom doesn't care what we do." She continued to fondle me. For the first time in a while I was able to speak: "Uh, what are you doing Auntie?".
She leaned in and whispered into my ear. "This whole thing is turning me on. Feel this." She took my hand and pushed it up her skirt. Her panties were as moist as I ever felt them before. My aunt was generally turned on by the erotic display in front of my mom. Ophelia unbuttoned her blouse and threw it to the ground. She reached behind her and undid the clasp of her bra which loosened and my Aunt shook it off. "Don't worry," She said, looking at me and then turning to my mom. "It's not like she hasn't seen these before." She fondled her own tits and made exaggerated moaning sounds in an obvious attempt to rile my mother further. Then, she inserted her thumbs underneath the waist of her dress and pushed the skirt down on the floor. Ophelia pulled one leg out of the dress and with the other, kicked it across the room towards my mom. Still, mom remained steely-eyed and tightlipped. What I just couldn't figure out was why Mother just stood there. My aunt moved in front of me, grabbed my pants and pulled them down to my feet. Then she got down on her knees and took my flaccid cock in her hands.
"Aunt Ophelia…" I stammered.
She looked up at me. "Shhhhh… It's okay. You've liked it when I've done this before." She opened her mouth and laid my cock flat on her tongue. Quickly, Auntie took the whole thing in and furiously bobbed her head back and forth. I looked up at Mom: She was still there, but her face had relaxed just slightly but her eyes continued to flame. I seriously started to wonder if aunt was right and Mother was truly jealous of our relationship. Did she really want to fuck me? Would I fuck her? These questions swirled around in my head and spiraled into a growing erection. The voyeuristic nature of the situation, the taboo of fucking my aunt, the possibility of banging my mom… I was getting real horny. I grabbed the back of Ophelia's head and forced her closer to my crotch, my erection growing strong. Getting into it more, I let my pleasure be known by moaning and egging my aunt on: "Oh yea Auntie. Yea, that's good."
Auntie got up and turned to my mom. "See this? Isn't it beautiful?" She was holding my erection in her hand, my cock glistening with saliva. I thought I noticed a slight smile on Mother's face at the moment. Ophelia stood next to me, bent down and put both hands on the table. "Well? Aren't you going to fuck me Denny?"
I looked one last time at Mom and then positioned myself behind my Aunt. I ran my cock down Auntie's ass, and between her pussy lips. Then I used my hand to guide my length into her tight, wet cunt. After just a few thrusts, Ophelia erupted: "God that feels good Denny Your cock is the best". I turned around in time to see Mother walking out of the kitchen. I felt sort of bad, but then again, this whole situation was so sick and twisted to begin with, that I felt there was no turning back. Pulling my aunt back by her hips, I moved her so that her heavy tits hung straight down, pointing to the ground, allowing my cock to stroke deeper inside her pussy. I closed my eyes and proceeded to really pound away: My pelvis slapped loudly against her ass and with each thrust, Ophelia cried with pleasure.
I felt something beside me, a presence. Opening my eyes, I was startled to see Mother beside us. She uncrossed her folded arms and lay something down on Auntie's ass. "Here, take this… At least you two can have the good sense to be safe." I looked down at Mom's offering: it was several condoms. Not quite knowing what to do, I pulled out of my aunt and stood before Mom with a cock sticky from her sister's snatch.
"Hey, what they heck's going on?" Ophelia stood up and the condoms fell to the floor. She looked down at them and then up at my mother while cracking a smile. "Thanks."
"Well, we wouldn't want any babies with extra fingers or anything." Mom remarked. Her humor was surprising. I bent down an picked condom of the floor. I tried to rip the wrapper open, my hands were too slick with Auntie's juices. "Here, give it to me." Mom took the packet and had no problem pulling it open. Pulling the condom out, she held the prophylactic in the air but my arms were frozen in place. "Do I have to do everything for you?" she said, her brow furrowed. Mom took my cock by its base and put the condom on the head. Squeezing the tip of the rubber with one hand, she let go of my dick and rolled the condom down the length of my shaft.
"Uh, thanks." I muttered.
"No problem." Mom replied. She gave my ass a smack and looked toward her sister. Ophelia turned around, and resumed the position, bent over the table.
My cock slid back into Auntie with ease and once again I grabbed her by the hips and resumed fucking. But this time, I didn't close my eyes: instead, I watched Mother watching us. She looked at Ophelia, then at me, then at the glimpses of dick sliding in and out of my aunt. Mom no longer looked disgusted and her expression was one of great interest and I detected a little satisfaction in her face.
Having my mom right there with us, right there as I fucked her sister was turning me on in the best way possible. "Holy shit" I yelled.
"No, don't cum yet Denny." Auntie yelled back. "I'm almost there, just hold on for a little bit longer…" Ophelia started to rock back and forth, jamming my dick in her pussy. She started to moan louder and louder and soon, was breathing heavily. Auntie gripped the table so hard, it started to slide back and forth on the kitchen floor. I felt her cunt contract and I let myself go. It was so great to cum in unison and we fed off each other's pleasure, bucking back and forth and creating a racket I'm sure my parents' neighbors could here.
When we both were physically drained, and our muscles couldn't work anymore, we separated, my limping cock falling out of my Aunt's tired cunt. I was covered in sweat from head to toe and my feet literally slipped on the linoleum floor.
"My, my. That was quite impressive." Mom was pacing back and forth between my Aunt and I. She looked at me, and then bent her head a little to look at Ophelia's snatch. "Didn't know you could still take it sis."
"Well," Auntie gasped, sitting on the edge of the table. "these young guys tire you out."
"Indeed…" Mother rubbed her chin between her thumb and forefinger, as if she was thinking hard about something. "I can't say I totally disapprove of this anymore. I mean, just because a woman gets older, doesn't mean she can't enjoy sex like she used to."
Ophelia followed her sister as she circled around me. "Jennie, what do you have in that little mind?" I wondered the same thing.
"Oh, I mean, I can't say I'm jealous exactly. Just…"
"Just what sis?" Auntie asked.
Mom walked over to her sister slowly. She brought her hand down from her chin and grazed Ophelia's chest with her finger. "Just curious, that's all." Mother then cupped Auntie's breast in her palm and ran her thumb over my aunt's nipple. Ophelia grabbed Mom's outstretched arm and pulled her in closer. Then she reached under Mother's shirt and I could clearly see her hands busily playing with my mom's breasts.
Okay, so up to this point things had been strange but seeing these two women groping one another added a new dimension the situation.
Ophelia removed her hands and tugged up on her sister's shirt. Mom crossed her arms and pulled the shirt off completely, revealing a simple, black bra. Her breasts weren't as big as Ophelia's, maybe a cup size smaller but still, her chest was ample and bulged out of the material.
Auntie made twirled the air with her finger. "Turn around Jennie."
Mom turned around so that her back was to my aunt and I. Ophelia fumbled with the clasp of my mom's bra but finally unhooked it. Slowly, Mother slid the straps off her shoulders and dangled the bra in the air before letting it fall to the ground. Mom folded her arms and when she turned back around, her tits were cupped in her hands. For the first time, my mother had a look of embarrassment on her face.
"Oh, don't be shy sis. " My aunt said. "You've come this far."
Mom looked at me and blushed. Then she slowly removed her hands and her breasts sagged slightly to the ground. Again, her tits weren't as big as Ophelia's and weren't as round either. But they still looked lovely: I took extra notice of her nipples which were rather large and the dark and the brown aureoles that surrounded them.
"Very nice…" Auntie purred. "They've grown since we were teenagers." Ophelia reached out, pulled Mother toward her and then gripped her sister around the waist with her legs. Mom stumbled into Ophelia's embrace and my aunt forced her lips on Mother's mouth. At first, Mom was reluctant, struggling to push away from Ophelia. But Auntie had her in a tight hold and I could see her tongue parting Mom's lips at which time Mother seemed to relax and go with it.
The sight of two women stirred my cock; the sight of two sister's making out made it grow; the sight of my mother and my aunt going at it brought me to full erection. I started to stroke my dick to keep it hard, not wanting to get involved but also realizing that, if I was lucky, my services would be needed again.
Ophelia was trying to force a hand down the back of her sister's pants but the waist was too tight. I heard a popping sound and the pants loosened, eventually falling to the floor. Auntie got her hand beneath Mom's panties and gripped Mother's ass. Mom had some stretch marks on her thighs and rear, but her ass was quite huge and stuck out behind her. Auntie put both feet on the floor and switched positions with Mom. She pulled down Mother's panties and then helped her on to the table. Holding her sister's legs up, my aunt first pulled her sister's pants off and then her underwear. Mother's crotch was covered with dark, wild hair; I could barely see the pale pink of her vagina.
Mom moved back, lay down on her back and rested her feet on the edge of the table. Auntie stood between her legs and lightly stroked her sister's neck, breasts and stomach. Then she licked a couple fingers and ran then over the surface of Mother's cunt.
"Denny, get over here." Auntie said to me. I moved next to the two women. "Why don't you play with your mom's tits? I think she would like that."
I reached out but hesitated before coming into contact with Mother's skin. I wasn't expecting a shock or anything like that, but felt this was my last chance to back away and save myself from doing something stupid. But Mom put her hand on mine and pushed my palm around her breast. "It's okay honey. I want this." She told me. Her skin was soft but her chest was still firm. When I became more comfortable, I reached and took her both of her tits in my hands. I squeezed and fondled them, pinched her nipple and rubbed them in a circular motion. Then I bent down and took them into my mouth. Mom started to moan and I thought it was because of me but when I turned my head, I saw that my aunt had knelt down and was eating her sister out. I let go of Mother's breasts, put one leg on the table and strained to kiss her on the mouth.
After a while I felt my aunt's hand on my back. " I think she's ready, feel this." I moved off the table and stood next to Ophelia. She took my hand and placed in on her sister's snatch. Mom was indeed ready: her pussy was practically dripping with moisture and I could easily slide two fingers into her.
"Okay, this is it. Are you ready?" I asked my mom. She smiled, nodded and pushed her self closer to me, so that her ass was hanging off of the table. I rubbed my cock along Mother's slit, lubricating it with her own juices.
"Ah… Aren't you guys forgetting something?" My Aunt was standing and holding a condom in her hand. She ripped it open and gave it to me. After I put it on, I positioned my cock at the entrance of my own mother's cunt and eased the head in. As we began to fuck, Mother and I stared intensely into each other's eyes, not once breaking the gaze.
To fuck my own mother was the ultimate taboo. I can't think of any other boundaries to cross after a son enters his mom in this way. At that moment in the kitchen, I was experiencing something wonderful: it was irrelevant whether the actual physical pleasure was good or not because it was the emotional and psychological delight that I felt that made it all worth while. I was fucking Mom up to my balls and loving every minute of it. The way her face contorted with pleasure, the way her breasts moved, seeing my cock sliding in and out of her cunt heightened the experience.
Mom blushed all over her body and her skin turned a dark red. She was taking deeper and deeper breaths and her nostrils began to flare. I grabbed her hands and Mother clamped down on my fingers with a talon like grip. Realizing she was on the verge of orgasm, I made each and every thrust of my hips count. The table rocked back and forth on it's legs and Auntie had to sit down on the surface to prevent them from breaking off. Suddenly, Mom's eyes grew wide and bulged out of her head. Her lips were puckered, her cheeks blew in and out and she tightened her legs around my waist.
Ophelia put a hand on Mom's shoulder. "That's it Jennie. Just let yourself go. Feel his cock in you. Your son's cock…"
Mom's orgasm hit full force; she shook her head from side to side and yelled: "Jesus Christ Denny Fuck me Pound the shit out of me"
I gritted my jaw and put my hips into full swing. Although the condom had dulled the sensation of Mother's moist cunt, the deep strokes were more than enough stimulation to get me off. While Mom was finishing her orgasm, her body had relaxed a bit, mine was just beginning. My cock swelled and then let loose a torrent a cum into the reservoir of the condom. I scrunched my butt cheeks together and continued to fuck Mother. The feeling was so good, it was almost too intense.
"Look at him Jennie" Auntie gasped. "Look at your son coming inside you" Mom looked at me with a smile on her face. She didn't say anything but her eyes told me she was extremely satisfied that I was getting off because of her.
When I was finished, when I couldn't fuck anymore and my cock began to go flaccid, I pulled out and immediately collapsed on top of Mom. My skin was overly sensitive because of the orgasm and Mother's skin felt soft and warm. While I rubbed against her, our lips met and our tongues danced. Out of the corner of my eye, I notice Ophelia was putting her shirt on. "Where ya going?" I asked.
"Phew… I think I need a cigarette." She found her handbag and removed two cigarettes. She held them up and nodded her head toward the door. "You want to join me?" I nodded, got off Mother and took a cigarette from her hand.
"Wait" Mom said. Auntie and I both turned around. "Denny, you smoke? I think I'm learning a bit too much about you today."
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