THE INCEST TWINS

Beneath the outward serenity of small country towns run the same passions that we find
in big cities and sprawling suburbia. Criminal acts are more apparent in the cities, but the
same forces that drive urban man to crime are at work in our rural areas. So too are the
forces that drive people to the pleasures of the flesh.
The characters in this story are a case in point. Outwardly a respectable farming family,
behind closed doors they are sexual libertines, stopping at nothing to satisfy their bodies'
craving. Incest is not only indulged in, but encouraged, even among very young children.
But normal day-to-day life goes on, the farm prospers, everyone is happy. To these
people, incest is the norm, and they feel neither guilt, nor a need to apologize for their
actions.
These are everyday people. Responsible. Respectable. Solid citizens of their community.
Yet they are people trapped in their flesh, unable, no, unwilling to control their sexual
drives as long as no one is hurt by them. They have given themselves over to the
pleasurable. But are they really so different from the rest of us?
Entertaining fiction -- yes -- but a novel that gives added insight into the passions we all
must deal with.
The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
"Christ, Greta, after all this time I still can't believe your tits are so fucking big and
beautiful," Cyril said as he fondled one of the massive breasts and prepared to suck it.
"I'm glad you like my tits, lover. I like the things you do to them," the big, Germaniclooking
blonde sighed as she lay across the rumpled bed.
"Not just your tits. I love all of you -- your face, your ass, your cunt, your whole body. I
even love to suck your toes. You're the most beautiful woman in the world, and probably
the horniest."
"I know I'm the horniest, Cyril, especially right at this moment. When you finish with my
tits, I want to sit on your face again. I never get tired of that."
"Yes, you beautiful bitch, I know it. I'll just give these tits a quick sucking and then you
can sit on my face. One day you're going to smother me to death that way, you know."
"Don't worry, lover, I'd never do that. I want to keep you around. You're a beautiful lover.
You're handsome, rich and generous."
"And you don't think I'm too old for you?" he asked.
"Silly. You're only forty-six, just eleven years older than I, and you have the strong cock
of a teenager. You get better as you go along. Suck my tits now and then I'll sit on your
face. Later, I'm going to need a pee, and you know what that means when I'm in this
mood."
Greta saw him tremble a little, then she fed a tit into his mouth and rubbed his head
lovingly as he sucked.
Cyril sucked voraciously as though trying to get the whole breast into his mouth, though
that would be quite impossible. But for all their size, her massive tits jutted as firmly as
they had when she was twenty.
Her European mother had taught her many beauty secrets, and Greta followed them all so
that at thirty-five, not only her tits, but all of her body boasted the firmness of youth, and
her skin was smoother than silk.
One of those secrets involved keeping her body protected from the sun, so that her skin
glowed milky white, contrasting excitingly with the black lingerie she liked the wear.
Cyril had sensed a certain sexuality about Greta when she came to apply for the job of
housekeeper for which he had advertised. He had looked boldly at the cleavage of the tits
he wanted to bare and touch, and her smile had told him he would be welcome to do so.
On her first night on the job, she had shared his bed, and had done so ever since, doing
the job as no woman before had ever done. Until Greta, he had considered himself a
master of the erotic arts, but she had taught him many new tricks, and delighted in doing
so.
"There," Cyril said with satisfaction as he finished sucking the second tit and stared at the
elongated nipple, the biggest he had ever seen, "that should hold those beautiful big tits
for now. My face is cold. Do you think you know how to warm it up for me?" he asked as
he turned and lay on his back, his cock throbbing, his eyes shining with hot desire which
would not be slaked for a long time.
"Yes, my little boy. You just lie like that and Mummy will warm your face for you, with
her big ass and cunt. My little boy likes Mummy to do that, doesn't he?"
"Oh yes, yes, show it to me, Greta, show me all of it and then sit on my face. You know
how much I love it when you do that."
As he lay trembling, Greta knelt up, then swung a leg slowly over him, letting him look at
the cunt which was always so receptive, so hot, so juicy, then she just knelt above him
and played with her big tits while he looked up into her crotch and at the lower slopes of
her perfectly rounded ass cheeks.
By nature, Cyril was a strong-willed, dominant man, but he loved playing the game she
had taught him, the game in which he was an innocent little boy, and she was his mother,
his very sexy mother who did such exciting things to him and with him.
While lust oozed through the pores of his skin, he reached up and fondled the big smooth
thighs, working upward until he had a hand on her luscious ass and another in her crotch,
where she was more than warm. The thick, pink lips of her cunt seemed to pout, but as he
stroked them gently, he knew that in a little while they would have nothing to pout about
as his mouth wet them and his tongue penetrated them, licking and driving her wild as
she climaxed with the fierce intensity with which she always did it.
"My little boy is very naughty to touch Mummy's cunt like that," she scolded. "I think I
shall give him some punishment now. I am going to sit on his face and rub him with my
big ass and my hot pussy. Lie still like a good little boy, here comes Mummy's ass and
cunt."
Cyril caught his breath and stared hotly upward as he watched her coming slowly down
to him, her knees moving apart, the lovely crotch moving very slowly downward, and
then he heard her sigh as her ass touched his nose, telling him which way she was going
to start the game.
The smooth, warm crack of her ass moved a little, then it was on his nose, pressing down,
capturing it. She pressed down hard until the tip of his nose felt her asshole. It was
smooth and clean and wildly exciting as it always was, and then it became more exciting
as she rubbed subtly back and forth for a little while before she pressed down more firmly
and opened the hole so that his nose could push a little bit into it.
"There, my bad little boy, you have your nose up Mummy's asshole now," she told him,
her tone husky with passion. "If Mummy should happen to fart now, you would be
trapped with your nose up her hole. I could hold you right there with my great big
behind."
It was a threat she often made but never kept, Cyril thought, and suspected that one day
he would ask her to carry out the threat. For the time being though, he was more than
content to lay in the warm captivity of her beautiful big ass, his cock throbbing strongly,
his balls threatening to explode.
Greta sat on his nose a little longer, then moved and began massaging his face with the
cheeks of her ass. Cyril loved having his face rubbed with the silken cheeks, but was
more excited by the certain knowledge that in just a little while, her hot, soft cunt would
be in his mouth, and she would be urging him on as he sucked and licked it, his face in
the warm captivity of her smooth crotch.
"There... there... there," she panted in the tone which always so excited him, "Mummy
has given your face a nice rubbing with her big ass. Now she is going to put her cunt on
your mouth and you are going to suck it. Are you going to suck Mummy's hot, juicy cunt,
Cyril?"
"Yes, Mummy. I'll suck your pretty cunt and feel your pretty ass. I'll suck you a whole
lot, Mummy, and I'll make you come, and then you'll rub your wet pussy all over my
face," he told her, his tone eager as she raised her ass a little above his face so that he
could see the tasty, pink gash, could hunger for it as he invariably did.
He heard Greta sigh, and then she lowered her crotch to his face, the soft lips of her cunt
on his mouth. For a few seconds, she rubbed subtly, and then held her body still. Cyril
caught the big ass cheeks with two hands, and as he fondled them, he began sucking
warm, tasty cunt.
In his time, Cyril had lapped many cunts since a mature woman had taught him the art
when he was a boy of eighteen, but none had ever thrilled him the way Greta's did. He
couldn't be sure why her pussy so thrilled him. It was always clean, yet with the same
thrilling aroma of musk. He sensed that a big factor was the bigness of her smooth ass
cheeks and thighs, the firmness of them and the intense warmth of her crotch. Whatever it
was, he loved it, and sucked greedily and very wetly, filling her slit with saliva and
sucking it back out after it had been marinated with the natural juices of her twat, of
which there was always a plentiful supply.
Her big body jerked strongly and her cunt pressed on his mouth when he sent his tongue
into her slit, then his hands tightened their grip on her ass cheeks as he lapped where she
was so hot and juicy.
As she rode his face, Greta squeezed and rubbed her big tits, looking at their reflection in
the mirror with lust shining in her eyes. Until Cyril, she had thought that only another
woman could really lap a cunt the way it should be done, but he had changed her thinking
with his exciting style of cunt lapping, as well as his other erotic talents.
Greta felt herself building toward climax and knew it was going to be another beautiful
one. She neither tried to rush nor resist as she felt her muscles getting tense. Then they
reached the stage where they were as tight as fiddle strings, and they held that way as his
tongue continued to lick on and around her clit. Then she was wailing in a beautiful
orgasm, and her wet crotch was rubbing hotly all over his face, smearing his mouth, nose,
and cheeks and forehead with the warm, sticky, mingled juices of her cunt. As so often
happened, the come went on and on, seemingly for hours, each spasm being followed by
yet another until they finally stopped and she sighed, her body glowing with content as
she continued to give Cyril the cunt facial which he so loved.
"Oh, lover, what a glorious come you gave me," she said, sighing again as she raised her
crotch from his face, her big tits swaying proudly above him. "Do you want to stick that
beautiful cock in me now?"
"I'm just about ready for that, now that you mention it," he replied as he sat up, his face
shining with moisture.
"That's nice. Where do you want to stick it, dear? Pick a place, anyplace you like. I'm all
cunt for you, lover."
"I think I'll have you bend over on all fours and then I'll decide whether to fuck your cunt
or your ass. I can never decide which I prefer."
Eagerly, she turned over, and then she was down on all fours, her knees wide apart, her
tits hanging heavily, her plump ass and wet cunt beautifully presented to her employer
and lover, the sexiest man she had ever known.
Crouching behind the big woman, Cyril began fondling her ass with both hands, thinking
again of how beautiful she was. For some men, she would be too big, but not for Cyril. At
six-foot-one and a hundred eighty-five pounds, she was the perfect size. That she was
three inches taller and ten pounds heavier than he only made her more exciting.
As he gently touched her cunt, he marveled at how so big a woman could have so small a
pussy, the lips as small and soft and tender as a little girl. He had been fucking and
sucking it for more than a year, yet it was still as thrillingly tight as the first time, he
thought as he stroked it while she purred contentedly.
"I think I'll fuck you both ways," he told her, and gently parted the lips of her snatch as he
knelt behind her, his cock throbbing strongly.
"Oh yes, lover, that will be so beautiful," Greta told him. "My cunt will make your prick
nice and slippery, so it will get up my asshole more easily. I love it when you give me
that double fuck."
It was obvious that Cyril loved it too as he rubbed the head of his tool over the wet
surface of her pussy, teasing her with it and causing her to shudder with lust which kept
mounting. Then she felt his cock pause between the lips of her twat. He gave a little push
and then let out a low, quavering groan as the head of his cock stretched her slit and
pushed into it. While Greta panted, her big tits swaying, he slowly fed cock to her until
she had it all in her cunt and he could feel her strong cunt muscles closing tightly around
it, as she loved to do.
Cyril gripped her well-fleshed hips, gave them a squeeze, and then he began giving her a
slow fucking. She had sucked his cock only a few hours earlier, had drained his balls, and
he knew he was good for a long, lovely ride on her magnificent ass.
He used long strokes, and with each one, his belly slapped her behind with a little
spanking sound, which added to the excitement of the fuck for the two of them. He went
on with the fucking for about five minutes, then pressed tightly against her ass as he told
her he was going to take his cock out of her cunt and stick it up her ass.
Cyril pulled it out slowly and Greta felt empty as he took his hand off his cock to allow it
to cool for a few seconds, then it was pushing between the big cheeks of her ass, pressing
against the tight pink ring which looked much too small to take a man's cock.
She let out a little gasp when he pushed and, after resisting for a second, her asshole
opened wide as the head of his cock pushed slowly into it, stretching it so that she
groaned, but he knew the sound had nothing to do with pain or protest. She loved having
her asshole fucked by Cyril, and there were times when he wasn't around and she would
use a carrot to bugger herself, pretending it was his prick.
He paused for a little while with just the head of his cock up her ass, and then he adjusted
his grip on her smooth hips and began slowly feeding it to her, less than an inch at a time,
smiling as he thought that half the fun is getting there. He knew he had arrived when he
pressed tightly against her ass, pushed again but had nothing left to give her.
"Oh yes, you beautiful man, you lovely lover," she panted, "You have all of your prick up
my asshole. It feels so good, lover! Fuck me, lover, fuck my big ass and make me know
I'm getting it!"
And fuck her he did, using the same slow stroking style he had used in her cunt, making
her tits sway as his tummy slapped her arched ass. Taking his eyes off her for a minute,
he watched the reflection in the big mirror as though he were watching another man assfucking
another woman.
Being a voyeur at heart, he loved to watch their reflections in the mirror, no matter what
they were doing, even during those thrilling sessions in the bathroom when she pissed on
him and, after taking the hot shower for a while, he would move a little farther down and
open his mouth to thrill her by drinking her piss.
His prick felt so good in the tightness of her asshole, but as he looked at their reflections,
he was peeping through a window, watching strangers. Cyril had been fucking her tight
ass for close to five minutes when he realized that despite the earlier blowjob, he wasn't
going to be able to last much longer. That being the case, he decided that rather than
trying to fight it, he would go along with it.
Renewing his grip, he pushed his cock slowly all the way into her ass, then began riding
fast, nuts flying as he hammered her ass with his belly, his panting and labored breathing
sounding loud in the quiet room, as loud as Greta's.
She knew what was about to happen, and while she was sorry that the ass-fucking would
soon end, she was excited too as she waited to feel him jerking against her ass as he
pumped his man cream up her dirt chute, as she liked to call it.
Sweat was trickling down Cyril's naked body as he hammered her ass while his cock
pistoned in her hole. Then he threw his head back, tightened his grip on her, then rammed
his cock into her, hard, and left it there, buried in the tightness of her ass as he felt his
jism shooting into her.
Despite all she had sucked from him earlier, he was able to give her a liberal dose of
juice, and then he left his spent cock buried in her while they talked of how thrilling the
ass-fucking had been for both of them.
"You really know how to look after a woman, lover," Greta told him with a little sigh.
"When you've fucked me, I really know I've been fucked!"
"That's as it should be, Greta," he told her as he looked down at her beautiful ass. "You're
more a woman than anyone I've ever known, and I want to keep you happy and horny."
"Do you think your prick has had enough for one night?" she asked, smiling at him over
her shoulder, her blonde hair looking beautiful even in disarray.
"It's had enough for the time being," he told her, "but we have some talking to do, and by
the time we're finished, who knows, I just might get hard again. If I do, perhaps I'll have
you make a cunt of your lovely tits and fuck you there."
"Oh yes, darling. You know how I love it when you fuck my tits and shoot your cream
into my mouth and all over my face. Let's start talking and hope you can get your cock up
again. Jesus Christ, I'm so horny tonight!"
"You're horny every night and every day and that's one of the reasons I love you so
much," Cyril said as he pulled his spent cock out of her ass and went to pour drinks for
them.
Cyril had inherited his father's estate during his final year of college, and in doing so,
changed his lifestyle and his plans. He dropped out of college, bought a thousand acre
farm about fifteen miles from the city, then settled down to enjoy the life of a gentleman
farmer.
He raised horses and girl so that the farm more or less paid for itself, and he devoted his
time and energy to enjoying life, especially the sexual aspects of it.
Women were frequent visitors to the farm, beautiful young women who liked to play all
the games or who were willing to learn. He tried a number of housekeepers, but they all
left eventually, disapproving of such things as Cyril and his playmates running naked
around the house, playing, sucking and fucking wherever and whenever they chose.
It was then that he decided that what he needed was a younger, sexy woman who could
enjoy joining in sexual games, but who would still look after the place and keep it
looking good and him well fed as well as well fucked. Greta had filled the bill admirably.
She was a perfect housekeeper as well as a swinging sex partner, yet she never
complained when he brought another woman to the house and, if that woman happened
to be so inclined, Greta enjoyed jumping in bed with her to entertain her employer with
lesbian fun and games.
But all that was due for change, a change that was to result from the death of one of his
brothers and his wife who left three children behind. The nineteen-year-old son posed no
real problem since he was in school in Europe, but the eighteen-year-old twins, Jenny and
John, were a different matter.
There was another brother, one who had been cut out of his father's will and was
struggling to make ends meet. He was prepared to take the twins, and Cyril suspected it
was because under the terms of the will of the twins' late parents, they would come into a
big inheritance at the age of twenty.
Cyril wasn't concerned about their money, but the thought of having an eighteen-year-old
girl in the house was another matter. The youngest girl he had ever fucked had been
eighteen years old, and it had been thrilling. As he thought of his eighteen-year-old niece
he became sexually aroused. When he discussed it with Greta, she gave a whoop of
delight, telling Cyril that she had seduced a number of boys and was always thrilled by it.
"Think of what a ball we could have with the two of them here," she said, her eyes
shining with excitement.
"I'm thinking of it, Greta, but I'm also thinking of the danger of spending a lot of time
behind bars if they should get careless and talk among other kids."
"Who says they have to mix with other kids?" Greta asked.
"What about school?"
"The state department of education offers correspondence courses. I could help them and
they'd get a perfectly good education. It would also mean tat they'd be at home all the
time. They'd have the homes to ride, chores to do around the place, the creek for
swimming. They wouldn't miss school or other kids at all, especially after we've trained
them to fuck."
"Christ, Greta, you're as bad as I am. I thought you'd be at least hesitant about having a
couple of kids around the place."
"You underestimate me, darling. I'm every bit as sexy as you. Their coming here would
mean one sexual partner for you, a pretty little girl of eighteen, but for me it would mean
two new partners to seduce. Just the thought of it makes me so horny I can smell smoke
coming from my panties."
It had all been arranged then. The twins would remain in school until the end of the term,
just two weeks away, and then they would come to the farm to live. It had been discussed
with them and they were pleased, delighted to leave the city and live on the farm.
And that was what Cyril and Greta were discussing as they lay on the bed, resting from
their orgy, her asshole still feeling a little bit stretched.
They talked of how they would go about seducing the twins, Greta assuring Cyril that the
boy would be both easy and fun to seduce, but that the girl could be a bit more difficult.
"I don't think Jenny will pose any real problem though," she went on, "not after she
watches her brother playing with me in the nude, sucking my cunt and fucking me. She'll
want to find out what it's all about, you'll see, lover."
"I'm sure you're right, Greta. Christ, think of how she'll look. Her little boobies will just
be beginning to form, and if she has any hair at all on her pussy, it will be just like peach
fuzz."
"Right, and sucking her little cunt will be like sucking a peach, I'll bet," Greta added, and
licked her lips.
"And think of how tight her little slit will be," Cyril said, and felt his prick beginning to
stir. "I can just picture it now, lying on top of that little naked body, probing her young
crotch with my cock as she squirms. She may be frightened, but that doesn't matter. Her
cunt will stretch as I shove my prick in it, but it will be so thrilling for me that I'll
probably fire my load before I break her cherry."
"What the hell," Greta said, and gave a little laugh, "you'll just have to keep trying until
you manage it. After all, you're a very patient man."
"I can be very patient when I think of the thrill of fucking a eighteen-year-old and doing
all the other things with her. Of course, I'll want to watch when you seduce John."
"Of course, lover, but it would be better if you were not in the room, if he didn't know
you were watching. We'll work out something so that you can peek without being seen.
It'll take a long time seducing him, at least an hour, probably more. Innocent little boys
can get so excited when they are being seduced. It's been more than a year, almost two,
since I seduced a boy."
"Damn it, Greta, all this talk is making me feel horny as a goat, but I don't think I can get
my prick to rise to attention."
"Let me suck on it a little. Perhaps that will help," Greta said as she moved down on the
bed. Then she was playing with his cock, which showed a bit of promise, but not much.
"Close your eyes, lover," she told him, "and you can pretend I'm little Jenny playing with
your pecker and sucking on it. She won't be doing that soon, dear. She'll really have to
stretch her jaws to take so big a cock in her mouth."
Greta stopped talking and took his cock into her mouth. It was warm and wet and
exciting there, Cyril thought, but as good as it felt as she sucked him, he still doubted that
he was going to get a hard-on.
Despite her continued sucking, Greta had to face the fact that she couldn't stiffen his cock
that way, or for that matter, in any way at all.
"Sorry I couldn't stiffen you, darling," she told him as she released his cock and sat up.
"Right now, I have to get to the toilet. If I don't pee, this bed is going to get very wet."
"Wait a minute, that's it!" Cyril said with excitement as he sat up and felt his cock already
starting to rise. "Get your bloomers and get into them. I'm going to be so hard so fast that
it will astound you, angel."
"Oh Cyril, do you want me to pee on you?"
"You better believe it, angel. I'm glad you need that pee so badly. It means I'll probably
get a nice, long shower."
"Believe it, lover," she said as she hurried off the bed, went to a dresser and took out a
pair of pink rayon bloomers.
As she stepped into the garment, her tits went into exciting swaying action, and as he
watched, Cyril felt his prick stirring more strongly. It wasn't a game they played often,
but when they did, it drove him wild with passion.
He watched as she snugged the bloomers around her and then rubbed a hand slowly in
her crotch. Cyril asked her if she could hold on for a while, and when she told him she
could, he sent her to get drinks for them, his eyes following her big ass as she walked out
of the room. He loved the look of her in the sexy little panties she usually wore, but from
time to time, it was thrilling to see her big ass in old-fashioned rayon bloomers, her big
ass cheeks making the fabric stretch to contain them.
She returned with the drinks, but remained standing with hers, walking around the room,
assuming various sexy poses to add to his excitement. The sight of her and the thought of
what they were going to do was enough so that he smiled with satisfaction as he looked
down at his big prick, stiff and throbbing, as hard as it had been all evening.
Finishing their drinks, they went downstairs to a small bathroom with a tiled floor and a
recessed drain. They usually used that room for pissing purposes because it made
cleaning up easier than in any of the upstairs bathrooms.
Greta carried a sheet, which she folded and laid on the floor, and then Cyril lay on his
back on it and looked again at his throbbing cock, amazed and delighted.
When Greta came to stand astride him Cyril sat up and felt his way to the crotch and seat
of her bloomers, and he soon had her hips jerking with passion as he felt her up and
talked of how her piss would soon be shooting through the rayon to shower him, and of
how he would then take her wet bloomers down and fuck her hot cunt.
"Are you ready now, lover?" she asked. "I really can't hold it back much longer."
"I'm ready, you beautiful, horny bitch. I'm ready for you to tower me with your hot piss.
Get ready to piss in your bloomers for me."
Sometimes when she gave him a piss shower, Cyril had her strip naked so that her stream
would hit him hard and splashed them both, but other times he liked her to pee in her
bloomers. The sight of it excited him and he liked too the way the fluid came through
with reduced pressure as the wet circles spread over the pink rayon.
Greta knelt on all fours, her big ass arched a little below his face, her bloomers stretched
seemingly to the maximum, and as he stared hotly, Cyril raised himself onto his elbows
to provide an angle for the piss to run don his body and make the shower more complete,
more exciting.
As always, Greta gave him time to wait for it, lowering her ass a little closer, and feeling
her heart pounding as it always did when it was time to pee for him.
Cyril's eyes focused on the tightly stretched bloomers, and he trembled with arousal and
anticipation until, without warning, he saw a wet spot appear. It widened, and then the
piss was trickling in a relatively slow stream through the fabric and onto his chest.
It felt warm and exciting and he saw the little bubbles appear around the source of the
stream being filtered through the rayon of her bloomers. His right hand moved up and
pressed against the spot, forcing her piss to spread around the tight-fitting bloomers and
making them wet over a much larger area, so that the wet rayon clung more excitingly to
her ass, like a pink second skin.
The piss felt thrilling on his hand, as did the wet bloomers, then he took the hand away
and allowed the stream to resume hitting his chest and trickling down his body, over the
base of his stiff prick and his bans, trickling under his body to wet his ass.
When the stream began to lose its force, he moved a little farther down and heard her
groan as he closed his eyes and moved his face, his mouth wide open, under the trickling
stream. It was the part he loved most, when her warm pee washed his face and ran into
his mouth.
The trickle ended and droplets of piss continued to fall from the wet panties as Cyril
reached for the towel to wipe his eyes and forehead, then he sat up and fondled her wet
bloomers with both hands, squeezing her big ass cheeks through the fabric. Soon, he
knew, her panties would become cold and uncomfortable and she would want to take
them off, but there was something he had to do first, something he had never done before.
Holding her by the hips, he brought his face to the wet bloomers, and then she gave a
loud cry of surprise as she felt his mouth sucking the area where most of her piss had
been filtered, where her bloomers were wettest. As he sucked greedily and noisily,
swallowing what he was stealing from the garment, Greta trembled and became so wildly
aroused that she thought she was going to climax.
He stopped sucking, worked his way out from under her, then he was dragging her
soaked bloomers down off her wet ass and thighs, delighting in the sight of her big, bare
ass.
Cyril left her bloomers stretched across her thighs, just above her knees and she opened
her legs as widely as she could. It was more than enough, he saw as he took his throbbing
prick in his right hand, rubbed it over the wet lips of her twat, then very slowly pushed it
into her cunt.
"You were a bad girl to wet your bloomers like that," he scolded, "and so I'm going to
punish you, like this," he said, and slipped her another inch of prick. Continuing to scold
his naughty little girl for pissing her bloomers, he slipped his cock into her, a little at a
time, until he was in to the hilt, then he continued to scold her as he fucked her, his belly
slapping her wet ass cheeks, his strong prick stretching and filling her churning cunt.
While he fucked her, Greta went on trembling and panting as though she could still feel
and see him sucking the wet bloomers, and she told herself it was the most exciting thing
they had ever done together.
And then she forgot about the sucking as he pulled her wet ass tightly against him. She
felt his cock expanding inside her, and then it was shooting and flooding her belly with
another kind of fluid, a richer, thicker one.
CHAPTER TWO
Cyril and Greta shared a hot, tingling excitement as they drove to the airport to pick up
the twins that Saturday afternoon. They had agreed that they would not begin their
seduction for a couple of days, but the fact of their arrival was more than exciting
enough.
Cyril had seen the children a couple of times a year, so they knew him and liked him and
there was no shyness as they met in the arrival lounge. There was much hugging and
chatter, and it was clear that the two had gotten over their parents' death.
That, Cyril thought, wasn't too surprising. His brother and wife had been social people
who entertained and drank a lot, but spent little time with their children. The twins had
been scheduled to go into boarding schools the following year, and had been badly upset
at the prospect of being separated. Coming to live with their Uncle Cyril meant that they
would be allowed to stay together after all, so that the deaths brought to them an
important fringe benefit after all.
As they got into the car, Cyril had Jenny sit in front with him, while Greta took John into
the back seat. As Greta sat, she allowed the hem of her dress to ride high so that John
could see her luscious thighs sheathed in sheer nylon. Even though she wouldn't begin his
seduction for a couple of days, Greta saw no reason why she shouldn't begin to get him
interested in female anatomy, to set him up for what was to come.
She chatted with him for a while as Cyril did the same with his niece, and then she
switched her attention to Cyril, talking with and looking at him, to give the boy a chance
to steal more glances at her thighs. By then, she had allowed the hem of her dress to
climb a little above the tops of her nylons, and she wondered if he was getting a hard-on
as he peeked.
When they reached the farm, they took the kids on a tour of the place, Cyril driving the
Jeep with Jenny sitting beside him, while John sat in the back seat with Greta, whose
dress hem seemed to refuse to stay down.
The children were delighted with the farm, never before having seen homes and girl
grazing. Then Cyril drove to the creek where the water looked crystal clear and inviting.
"I sure want to get my trunks on and have a swim here," John said eagerly, and his sister
agreed that it was a great idea.
"When you get more accustomed to the farm, and to us," Greta told the children, "you
won't even bother with your bathing trunks. Your uncle and I often swim here and we
very seldom bother with bathing suits. Swimming in the nude is fun, you know, it gives
one a naughty feeling."
"Don't worry, kids, we're not going to rush," Cyril told them. "Life around the farm is
going to be quite a lot different from the life you've known. It will be much more
interesting and exciting, but take your time and get adjusted gradually."
The children assured him that they were delighted to be at the farm, to live there and
enjoy riding and swimming and so much more freedom than they'd known in their home.
Cyril decided it was the right time to tell them that they wouldn't have to go to school,
that they would study at home by correspondence, with help from Greta and him.
"Wow!" John enthused. "No school? That's too good to be true."
"Don't get too excited, dear," Greta told him. "You will do schoolwork here, and plenty
of it, but you will be able to do it in the house or out here in the fields. You will both find
it a lot better than stuffy classrooms, bells, crabby teachers and all that."
Explaining that she needed to piss, Greta suggested that they return to the house, but
Cyril only laughed and told her the grass needed watering. Bending from the waist with
her back turned to the twins, Greta casually pulled her panties down, paused, and then
squatted. They watched as her stream hissed into the grass beside the Jeep. As she
finished, she allowed them a generous view of her big ass before she pulled her panties
back into place and dropped her dress.
"You'll find us very casual around here," Cyril told the twins. "Mind you, it will take you
a while to get accustomed to the routine here, but don't let that bother you. Was that the
first look you ever had at a woman's bare ass, John?"
"Y-Yes," the boy stammered as Greta looked and saw a slight bulge in the front of his
pants, and knew he had a hard-on, confirming her hunch that he would be very easy to
seduce when she got around to it.
They returned to the house, and Greta poured drinks for her and Cyril while Jenny
opened Cokes for herself and her brother.
"Did I shock you by showing you my bare ass?" Greta asked the girl while they were
alone in the kitchen.
"I don't know about shocked," Jenny replied nervously, "but it sure did surprise me. You
have such a big bottom."
"Why don't you have another look at it?" Greta said, turning her back and pulling the hem
of her dress above her waist. "Go ahead, take my panties down and have a good look at
my big ass."
Nervously, the girl pulled her panties down and felt waves of excitement sweeping over
her. When Greta invited her to, she put both hands on the big cheeks and rubbed, then
squeezed the firm mounds. After about a minute, Greta turned and smiled at her, reading
excitement in her eyes as he looked at the wide triangle of her pussy bush.
"I don't know about you, Jenny," she said with a little wink, "but that made me very
horny." As she said it, she pushed a hand into her crotch and gave her pussy a little rub.
"As soon as we finish our drinks, I'm going to take your uncle to our bedroom, we're
going to strip naked, and I'm going to take his big dick up my cunt for a nice fuck. I
suppose you're a bit young to know all about fucking, but it's wonderful. There's nothing
like the feel of a stiff prick in your cunt, except maybe a good tongue. Have you ever had
your little cuntie sucked and licked?"
"No," Jenny replied, and blushed.
"As I said, dear, things are going to be very different around here. Let me have a quick
look at you before we go back to the boys."
With only a little urging, Jenny raised the hem of her dress and Greta pulled her panties
down. She felt a strong surge of passion as she looked at the tender young cunt with just a
little fuzz above it, and thought of what it would be like when Cyril lapped it and then
stretched it with his big prick. When her hand went to the little slit and stroked it gently,
she felt Jenny tremble, and told herself that the girl too would be easy to seduce.
"Later, you may tell your brother what we did in the kitchen if you wish, perhaps while
I'm upstairs getting fucked by your uncle. Tell him I'll let him feel my ass later."
They carried the drinks to the living room and the four chatted until Cyril and Greta
finished theirs, then Greta stood and told the children that she was taking their uncle
away for a while, winking at Jenny as she spoke.
In restoring the old farmhouse, Cyril had left many of the original doors, with keyholes.
As he and Greta began undressing, they heard the floor squeaking outside their room, and
wondered whether both the twins were there, peeking through the keyhole.
Outside the door, Jenny and John took turns peeking as the man and woman undressed
until both were naked and beginning to play. The size of her uncle's prick both delighted
and frightened Jenny. As she looked at Greta's big tits and ass, she recalled how smooth
the cheeks had felt, and hungered to rub the exciting woman all over.
When he took his turn at the keyhole, John felt his pecker stiffen and throb as he feasted
his eyes on Greta's naked body, her tits so big that he couldn't believe it. He watched his
uncle sucking one big tit and fondling it with both hands, and then he made way for his
sister as Cyril sucked the other.
While Jenny watched, John reached up under her dress and fondled her panties, and then
he pulled them down and, for the first time, saw her little cunt. After he had rubbed her
pretty little ass for a while, he put a hand into the crotch she opened for him and felt
warm young pussy.
When she allowed him to return to the keyhole, the boy almost gasped aloud as he saw
the big woman lying on her back with her legs wide open while his uncle sucked her
cunt. He had heard boys talking about cunt lapping, but had never really believed that it
happened. He and his sister took turns watching the cunt lapping, then they both heard
Greta coming, her cries of passion seeming to fill the house.
But one come wasn't enough for Greta in her state, and after a minute or so, John watched
his uncle lie on his back, then Greta was sitting on his face and he was lapping her juicy
cunt again, his hands fondling her beautiful big ass as he sucked and licked until she had
another come, and then she was smearing her juice all over his face, her big ass cheeks
jerking strongly.
After the second cunt lapping, Greta knelt on all fours, showing her ass and cunt to the
pair at the door, and then Cyril knelt up behind her, took his cock in hand, and slowly
worked it into her well-prepared slit. He gave her a long, slow fucking until he was ready
to shook his load, then, while Jenny pressed her eye to the keyhole, he pulled his
throbbing cock out and let her see his jism shooting all over the bare ass of the big
woman.
The show over, the twins went to Jenny's room where they talked of all they had seen,
then she asked her brother to let her see and feel his prick. He took it out eagerly, and she
marveled at the hardness of it, wondering what it would feel like if she were to let him
stick it into her cunt. For just a moment, she considered it, and then a wave of
apprehension swept over her as she thought of pain and pregnancy and promised herself
she wouldn't permit him to. And then he was rubbing the crotch of her panties and she
forgot about pain, although she did remember her promise not to let him fuck her. When
he wanted to take her panties off, she helped him, then a fresh wave of arousal swept over
her as her brother's hands rubbed in her crotch and over her smooth ass.
"Do you want to suck my cunt like he did?" Jenny asked, her young body trembling.
"Yes, I think so. What does a cunt taste like?"
"Silly, how would I know? If there's any taste to it, it must be a nice one. Uncle Cyril sure
seemed to like sucking Greta's."
John agreed, and then she was lying on the bed with her crotch wide open. He bent over
her, looked at the pretty little pussy, then began kissing and sucking it, reaching under her
to fondle the cheeks of her ass while she writhed with passion.
"Now get your tongue inside like he did," Jenny told her brother as she rubbed his head,
thrilling to the feel of having her cunt sucked. "I think if you lick enough, I can have a
come, like she did. I know I'm old enough to come, I can do it with my finger."
John was in the mood to try anything, so he parted the tender little lips and flicked his
tongue into her slit. He was delighted to find that there was no taste at all, and that it felt
thrilling to be licking a cunt. She guided his tongue until it found her cunt, and cried out a
little at the first contact, hoping the others in their bedroom hadn't heard the sound. John
gave her a lovely lapping, and then she had to stuff the heel of a hand into her mouth to
keep from shrieking as her orgasm swept over her in delicious waves.
"Ooh, that was so good," she whispered when it was over and she was able to breathe
normally again. "Your tongue felt so good in my cuntie, and you gave me such a
beautiful come, the best one I ever had."
"Now I need something," he said as they both looked at his hard little prick. "Do you
want to fuck?"
"No, I'm afraid to do that. Don't boys pull themselves and shoot cream, like Uncle Cyril
shot it over her big ass?"
"Yeah," he replied dubiously, and then his eyes brightened. "I know you can pull me off.
Your hand is nice and soft and it'll feel good."
Hurrying to the dresser, he took some Kleenex from the box and made a thick pad of it.
Giving it to her, he told her how to masturbate him, and she looked as excited at the
prospect as he, then she was holding the pad in her left hand and slowly jerking his cock
with her right, while his heart pounded so loudly he thought it could be heard all through
the house.
"Oh, that feels so good," he told her, panting. "It won't take long for me to shoot. It feels
so good!"
Seconds later, he panted a warning that he was going to shoot, and then he did. The first
spurt was strong, and it missed the pad, shooting against the wall, then Jenny was able to
get the tissue into the right position and she watched as the rest of his jism shot into it,
and then felt his dick shrink and soften.
"Gee," she said with awe, "cocks are wonderful things. I'll pull you off all you want, and
you can suck my cunt as often as you want to!"
The next morning, Cyril and Greta lay in bed making plans. They rejected their earlier
decision about waiting a few days before seducing the twins, and agreed that they would
get on with it that day. They agreed too that John would be seduced first, and that both
Cyril and Jenny were going to watch.
"Once she's seen me in action with her brother, that pretty little girl is going to be so
horny she won't want to wait another minute for her turn," Greta told him.
"You're probably right," Cyril agreed. "In fact, if she seems receptive, I may play with
her a bit while John is getting his."
"That could be fun, but I'd suggest you don't try to push too fast. It would really be a
shame to upset her."
"Don't worry, dear. I'll keep reminding myself that she's only eighteen years old. I won't
risk scaring her at all. I want her to be nice and eager when her time comes."
The children still looked excited when they arrived in the kitchen for breakfast. The big,
old-fashioned kitchen had been fully equipped with the most modem appliances, but its
original shape and size had been retained. Through the big windows, they enjoyed a view
of gently rolling pasture. The sun made the creek sparkle like a jewel as it twisted
diagonally across the fields, and in the foreground, the well-tended garden was a riot of
color as birds, and bees and butterflies made themselves at home.
"What are we going to do today?" John asked.
"Can you ride?" his uncle asked.
"No."
"Then I'll have one of the hands teach you. We have a few very gentle horses and you can
start with them. Later, you'll ride more spirited ones. I have one in mind for you, John, a
very spirited mare. She'll give you the ride of your life when you mount her," he added,
and gave Greta a sidelong glance.
"Oh yes, I know the one you mean, dear. She loves to be ridden. In fact, she can't seem to
get enough of it, as I recall."
After breakfast, Cyril took the twins in the Jeep to the far end of the property where the
stables were located.
"Most of the horses we raise here are racing stock," he explained as they watched horses
of all sizes grazing in the lush fields. "We raise a few riding horses as well, but racers are
the big thing. Have you ever seen a pair of homes mating?"
Both replied that they hadn't, and Jenny blushed just a little.
"It's really quite an impressive sight. Horses are really big and long in that department,
and it can be very exciting when the stallion mounts the mare and rams it to her. I'll
arrange for you to watch a mating one of these days."
Turning the twins over to one of the hired hands for their riding lesson, he drove back to
the house and found that Greta had finished her chores in the kitchen. He went with her to
one of the guest rooms where he saw what he wanted. The walls were paneled in such a
way, he explained to Greta, that little holes could be drilled without being too obvious.
From the adjoining room, an audience would be able to see all the action and hear most
of it, all but the quieter whispers. Going to the basement, he got an electric drill and made
a number of holes in such locations that they could be covered with pictures when not in
use.
It was almost lunchtime when the children returned, excited and sweating. Jenny
announced that she needed a bath, and Greta told John that he should have one too.
Before letting him go, she took him aside and told him she knew that boys sometimes
played with their cocks in the bath or shower and cautioned him not to, telling him he
would learn the reason for it later. Before he left for his shower, she gave him a squeeze,
and as she bent, he was able to look into the top of her blouse to see the upper slopes of
her tits and her black bra.
They ate a light lunch of salad and sandwiches, and then Jenny helped Greta dear up the
kitchen and wash the dishes.
"Do you feel like a swim, Aunt Greta?" Jenny asked as they finished the job.
"Yes dear, but later. We have something much more interesting to do. It's a surprise, and
I think you're going to enjoy it a lot, though John may enjoy it even more than you will."
Jenny begged to find out what was in store, but Greta smilingly refused, telling her she
would find out in a few minutes, since everything was ready and there was no reason to
delay.
They found Cyril and John chatting in the garden, then Greta told Cyril that he had an
errand to run and suggested that he take Jenny along. Pretending he had forgotten, he
snapped his fingers, told Greta he would look after it at once, then took Jenny by the arm
and led her into the house, taking her to the room from which they would watch the
exciting seduction of her brother. He showed her one peephole and selected another for
himself.
"What are we going to see, Uncle Cyril?" she asked, and felt excitement as she made a
vague guess that it had to do with Greta and her brother.
"Just watch and you'll see, Jenny. You must remember to be quiet though. After all, we
wouldn't want to disturb anyone, would we?"
A couple of minutes later, Greta walked into the room wit John, and Cyril felt his cock
beginning to stiffen as he thought of what was in store for them.
Greta directed John to a chair which had been placed opposite the bed, then she sat on the
edge of the bed and crossed her long, shapely legs, allowing him to see the tops of her
nylons and one garter, which pressed against the exciting white skin of her big thigh.
John stole a quick look, then turned his gaze away.
"It's all right for you to look at my legs and thighs, dear," Greta told him. "In fact, I like
to have boys and men look at my thighs. That's why I cross my legs the way I do, go on,
have another look. There, that's it. My thighs are big and beautiful, don't you think?"
"Oh yes. Everything about you is, Aunt Greta," he told her with feeling.
"I suppose you found that out last night at the keyhole of our bedroom," she told him with
a dazzling smile. "We really went wild, didn't we?"
"Y-yes," he stammered, and blushed.
"Did you and Jenny take turns peeping?"
"Yes."
"Did you both get very excited?" she asked, and rose the hem of her dress a little higher.
"We sure did."
"I want you to tell me what you did about it, after the show was over. You didn't fuck her,
did you?"
"Oh no!" he replied quickly, and then went on to tell everything they had done.
He told the story, nervously at first, then more eagerly as excitement took over.
"Did you enjoy sucking and licking your sister's pretty little pussy?" Greta asked.
"I sure did. I was afraid it would taste bad, but it didn't at all."
"I know all about how cunts taste, dear. I've sucked quite a few myself. A mature
woman's cunt is more tasty and interesting than a little girls. Maybe I'll let you find that
out for yourself one day. Do you think you'd like to suck my cunt?"
"Oh yes, Aunt Greta. I'd give anything to do that," he told her, his voice breaking.
"Tell me, dear," she said, and opened three buttons of her blouse so that he could see the
well-filled cups of her, black bra and the white cleavage of her big tits, "is your dickie
hard now?"
"Well then, if I'm going to do nice things for you, I want you to do something for me.
Take off all your clothes so I can see your cock and your balls. I want to feel them."
He continued to sit as though frozen, but she saw sweat on his forehead, and knew he was
anything but cold. Then he got to his feet, almost losing his balance, and began
undressing. He paused when only his briefs remained, his stiff pecker causing them to
bulge, then he started pushing them down slowly and paused again. When he did, Greta
opened her blouse wide and showed him the bulging cups of her black bra, and heard a
little cry escape from his throat.
"Take them off, dear, I want you bare naked," she told him, and he gasped, then pushed
the briefs down and stepped out of them, naked, his prick twitching as he stared at her bra
and exposed thighs.
"Oh, Uncle Cyril, what is she going to do with him?" Jenny asked in a whisper.
"Everything you can think of, dear," he told her, and patted the seat of her tight-fitting
pants, squeezing one firm cheek. "In a little while, she'll be naked too, and she's going to
teach him what sex is all about. Does this make you excited?"
"Oh yes. Gee, I never dreamed life here was going to be so exciting. You and Greta are
so different."
"Yes we are, and your life will be very beautiful as long as you stay with us. I'm excited
too," he added, and used the tips of his fingers and thumbs to show her the form of his
stiff cock bulging beneath his pants. "Were you frightened of my prick when you saw it
last night while I was playing with Greta and fucking her?"
"I... I don't know," she said, blushing. "Did you know we were watching or did John
tell?"
"We knew you were watching, that's why we put on such a show. It was strictly for your
benefit, although we did enjoy it ourselves, as you saw. We both love sucking and
fucking. Do you think you're going to, dew?" he asked as he fondled the other cheek of
her ass.
"I... I guess so, but I'll be afraid at first."
"That's natural, dear, but Greta and I will teach you and we'll be very gentle. Now let's
watch the show some more. Things are really going to get hot from now on, you'll see.
Greta is horny as a goat right now, and John is going to have the time of his life."
In the bedroom, John knelt at Greta's feet, and she told him to feel her ankles, then slowly
work his way up her long, lovely legs. He did it slowly, thrilling to the feel of her nylonsheathed
legs. When his hands moved above her knees, the thrill became greater for him,
and she felt his hands trembling as she sat smiling, her knees so wide apart that he could
see where black nylon panties curled down into her crotch, and wondered if he would be
allowed to feel there.
"I like the way you feel my thighs," she told him as his hands reached the tops of her
nylons. Then they moved higher, squeezing the firm flesh of her big bare thighs,
delighting in the feel of her warm, silken skin.
"Oh, Aunt Greta, it feels so good! I can't believe it's really happening. Are you going to
let me see and feel more than your thighs?"
"On thing at a time, darling. Keep feeling your way up until I tell you to stop."
His breathing labored, sweat trickling down his body, John went on fondling her thighs
and then his hands were on her hips, rubbing and squeezing bare skin and sheer panties.
"The crotch of my little panties feels very hot, dear," she told him. "Would you like to
feel it and tell me how warm it is? When you do, just think, there will be nothing between
my cunt and your hand except a thin little bit of nylon."
She saw his right hand tremble as he brought it to her crotch, then it pressed lightly on the
crotch of her panties. He held for a moment, then pressed more firmly, and told her how
hot and exciting it felt, then he began rubbing up and down, and she sighed warmly and
told him to keep rubbing there and to make her pussy get hotter. His hand continued to
rub, and then he felt moisture on the nylon and wondered if she had pissed a little. When
he asked her about it, she explained that when a woman's cunt gets very hot and horny, a
little fluid sometimes escapes. Cunt juice, she called it, and the words caused him to
tremble even more violently.
While he went on rubbing her crotch, Greta removed her blouse, and he gasped when he
looked at the sight of her black bra and white body. John couldn't understand why, but he
wanted to cry, felt tears in his eyes. The tears surprised him since he was happier than he
had ever been.
"Get up now, John, and play with my bra for a while. I want you to feel how big and firm
my tits are. Have you ever seen a woman in her bra before?"
"No. You're so beautiful, Greta," he said as he got to his feet and reached for her bra with
both hands. "I've never been this excited in my life. Are you sure Uncle Cyril wouldn't be
mad if he found out about this?"
"I'm positive, darling. We discussed it before you came here and agreed that in order to
make your lives more exciting, we should teach the two of you about sex, and show you
how beautiful it can be when it's right, the way it's going to be with us."
She had him fondle the cups of her bra for a long time, then took his hands away and
stood. Smiling, she reached behind her back, and slipped the hooks, which held the big
bra closed. She paused, and then pulled the straps off her arms while holding the cups in
place. Greta saw his wet eyes shining, teased him for a few seconds, then she removed
one cup and showed him a naked tit. He gave a gasp, and then she removed the other cup
and dropped the bra onto a chair.
Smiling brightly, she began fondling and rubbing her tits, tweaking the nipples to bring
them to life.
"These are real tits, dear," she told him as she played with them, "the kind both men and
women love to feel and squeeze and suck. Would you like to suck my big tits?"
When he assured her he would, Greta got onto the bed and invited him to join her. For a
little while, he fondled the big, firm tits, and did it so well that he kept her sighing and
panting. Then she had him lie on his back.
Crouching beside him, she caught her right tit from below, gave it a squeeze, and then
lowered herself onto him, the tit still in her hand. As it came to him, he opened his mouth
wide, but instead of pushing the tit into it, she rubbed his lips with the hardened nipple,
making him wait, then she sighed deeply as she pushed the silken gift into his mouth and
heard his muffled cry of passion. Even after she had filled his mouth, he sucked hard,
trying to get more.
As they watched the tit sucking, Cyril and Jenny were going wild. It was the first time
either had watched the seduction of an innocent boy, and the effect was such that both
were panting hard and perspiring.
Knowing the tit sucking would go on for a long time, Cyril moved to his niece and
unfastened her pants. Although she trembled more violently, she made no protest as he
opened them and pulled them down to her knees, then he was fondling her thighs and
panty-clad ass. After a little while, one of his hands moved slowly toward her crotch, and
she opened it as wide as her lowered pants would permit.
"Here, Jenny," he whispered as he unzipped his fly, "I'll give you something to play with
while I feel you up."
She let out a little gasp as he took his hard cock out and showed it to her, the skin pulled
well back off the swollen head, then she closed a hand around the red head and was
surprised at the velvety feel of it. When she had held it for a few seconds, she brought her
left hand into play as well, feeling the hardness of the long shaft.
"Oh, Uncle, it's so big and long," she whispered, and gave his cock another squeeze.
"Could it really fit in my tiny little pussy?"
"Yes, dear. The cunt is a wonderful organ. It can stretch to take a cock of any size, and
the more it stretches, the better it feels. You'll find out all about that soon. Speaking of
your cunt, I'll take your panties down and have a look at it now."
She caught her breath as he pulled her little white panties down, then he was licking his
lips as he stared at the vaginal little slit which would soon be his to fuck and to suck.
Squatting in front of her, he held her by both cheeks of the ass as he brought his mouth to
the tender lips and gave them a wet kiss which caused her body to jerk strongly. He was
strongly tempted to give her a cunt lapping and make her come, but he decided it would
be better to save that, and to watch the rest of the seduction.
When they returned to their peepholes, Greta was standing with her feet wide apart, and
John knelt with his head under her skirt. His hands were there as well, and a glow of lust
shone in Greta's eyes as he worked on her with hands and mouth. Cyril knew she liked to
have the crotch of her panties sucked, and guessed that was what John was doing.
And his guess was very accurate. While his hands felt her lush ass, through and around
her panties, John was busily sucking her panties, which were already very wet in the
crotch, and getting wetter by the second.
Not all women can come with their panties on, Cyril knew, hut Greta was one of the
lucky ones, and he wasn't surprised when he heard her cries and grunts of orgasm, saw
her big tits bouncing as she clutched at the boy's head through her skirt and held it tightly
until the spasms passed. She sighed as he pulled her skirt off him, then unfastened the
waistband, unzipped it, and allowed it to fall around her feet. As she stepped out of it, the
kneeling boy staring in awe, she rubbed a hand in her wet crotch and smiled warmly
down at him, telling him how beautifully he had sucked the crotch of her panties and how
he would do it again, this time with no panties in the way, and with his mouth right on
her cunt.
Turning her back to him, she bent from the waist and allowed her wide ass to sway close
to his face, and then she told him to take her panties off. His hands trembled as he
reached for them, then a hand was on each big cheek, squeezing and rubbing before he
caught the waistband and slowly peeled the black panties down, moaning with desire as
he bared the beautiful, white ass, thrilling at the sight of the flawless cheeks and deep
crack.
As Greta stepped out of her panties, John looked up and caught a couple of quick
glimpses of her cunt, then she turned, braced her feet wide apart, and really showed it to
him, parting the lips with the tips of her fingers and smiling warmly as he trembled, and
sweat covered his naked body as his hard little cock throbbed.
"Now tat you've seen my cunt, John," she told him, "it's time for you to kiss it and suck it
and lick it."
Still on his knees, he caught his breath as Greta took a step closer, and then her pussy was
just above his mouth. He gulped, inhaled the faint aroma of musk, then pressed his open
mouth onto her cunt and began sucking at once. It wasn't a comfortable position, and his
neck soon began to hurt, but he welcomed pain as he thrilled to the feel of her smooth ass
under his two hands, and the feel of a cunt pressed warmly onto his mouth as he sucked
hungrily.
Greta's cunt was hot and juicy and very tasty, much more so than his sister's, he thought,
and he wanted to keep his mouth on it forever. When he thought of it, he got his tongue
up her slit and began lapping her juice, so wild with arousal that he wondered whether his
body would explode, but he didn't worry about it. He had his face in the crotch of a big,
beautiful, naked woman, and that was all that mattered.
He didn't know how long he had been lapping her cunt when he felt her body go tense,
then she was panting and grunting, holding his head tightly, her wet cunt rubbing his face
as she went into a strong orgasm. When she came out of it, she was smiling, and her eyes
were shining, but she hadn't had enough.
Going to the bed, she lay across it, her ass on the edge, then raised and parted her long
legs so that her cunt was aimed at the wall through which the man and girl were
watching.
Following her instructions, John dropped to his knees close to the bed, stared into her
crotch, and then felt her hot, wet pussy until she told him to start sucking her cunt again
and to give her another big come.
There was no hesitation as he hurried his mouth to her cunt, and then she was moaning as
he sucked and lapped voraciously, and did it so well that it wasn't long before she
achieved the other orgasm she wanted.
After congratulating him on a job well done, Greta turned on the bed, lay with her legs
wide apart, and told him to get on her body, get his prick into her cunt and fuck her.
As he crawled to her, he lost his balance and fell, but he got up quickly, and then he was
between her legs, his cock throbbing in his right hand. She looked so big and white and
beautiful and sexy as he looked down at her, then he was lying in her crotch, the skin of
her lovely body feeling smoother than silk under him, and he was probing between her
legs with his cock.
He had a little difficulty finding her slit, but then he did, and he eagerly pushed the full
length of his prick into her cunt as her arms wrapped around him, and she told him how
good it felt to have him lying on her naked body with his prick in her cunt.
Instinct told him what to do then, and he began fucking the beautiful woman, his hard
little pecker pistoning fast in her hot twat. She thought of telling him to slow down and
make it last, but decided against it. Later, she told herself, would be time enough for
training him in the erotic art of fucking.
Much too soon, John felt the churning in his loins which told him that it was getting close
to the end. He tried to fight it, tried to hold his load back, but there was to be no holding
back, and then he was jerking and twitching in her warm crotch, and his jism was
shooting up her cunt. When he was finished, his little balls drained, he continued to lie on
her as she rubbed his back with both hands while he tried to tell her what a wonderful
experience it had been, and how he would want to fuck her as often as she would let him.
In the other room, Cyril's plans underwent a change as Jenny eagerly played with his
cock, but her touch was too good, much too good, and before he realized what was
happening, she was gasping with delight as the big cock seemed to expand in her hand,
and then she was watching his man cream spurting from it, shooting all over the wall and
running slowly down. When his cock softened in her hand, she looked at it and felt a little
sad that what had been so big and strong, had shrunk so and become so weak looking.
CHAPTER THREE
John looked surprised when Cyril and Jenny came into the room after the seduction, but
Cyril smiled as he congratulated him and Greta on a beautiful performance. When he told
them of his accident, they all laughed, and Jenny felt very proud of herself.
"What did you think of it, Jenny?" Greta asked.
"Oh, Greta, I was never so excited in my life! I never dreamed sex could be so exciting.
You did so many things and they were all so thrilling. I thought I'd go crazy watching,
especially after Uncle Cyril took my pants and panties down and took his cock out for me
to play with."
"There's even more to sex than what you saw, dear. I know a zillion exciting things, and
I'm still learning new ones. So is your uncle. If you want to, every day of your life from
now on can be happier than the one before. There are no limits to the things your body
can enjoy, and as you mature, they will be even more thrilling. Do you want that?"
"I sure do," John said before his sister could reply, then Jenny said that she wanted it too.
"But Greta," she said, haltingly, "the first time I do it, you know, it's going to hurt, isn't
it?"
"The first time you get fucked? Yes, it usually hurts some, but it isn't agony or anything
like it. It's more a burning sensation, and then it passes and your twat is open for all time.
Take my word for it, dear, it's a small price to pay for so much pleasure for the rest of
your life. Because you're so young, I think your hymen will break more easily, and not
hurt you as much as it does a mature woman."
"You make it sound so easy and exciting, but when the time comes, I'm sure I'm going to
be scared to death," Jenny said, and shuddered a little.
"That's perfectly normal, dear, girl, I'll be with you to comfort you and help you all I can.
Don't let your mind dwell on it, though, just think of the exciting things. Now I feel like a
refreshing swim in the creek. Anyone care to join me?" Greta asked as she sat up and
removed her garter belt and nylons.
They all agreed it was a good idea, and then Cyril was undressing and telling Jenny to do
the same.
"You mean we're going to go outside bare naked?" she asked.
"That's right, Jenny. As we told you earlier, we live a pretty free life around this place."
"But what about the men who work here? Won't they be able to see us?"
"Some may," Greta told her with a smile. "When they do, their cocks get hard and they
probably play with themselves, but I can assure you they don't mind."
Greta made it sound so simple that the girl shrugged and began undressing, then all four
were naked and they went outside into the bright afternoon sun. It was warm, and they
had all been perspiring, so the prospect of dipping into the cool water of the creek was a
pleasant one.
Just outside the back door, a gardener was squatting in a flowerbed. He looked up,
excitement flashing in his eyes as he looked at the naked people approaching.
"Hi, Charlie," Greta said casually as he alternated between looking at her and at Jenny.
The man returned her greeting, and his eyes fastened onto her big ass cheeks as the group
walked toward the creek.
"Oh, Greta," Jenny said excitedly, "I thought I'd die when I saw him looking at us, but
then it felt exciting!"
"I knew it would, dear. You're going to learn fast, and both you and John will quickly
become real swingers."
The creek was wide and deep enough so that even under the blazing sun, the water stayed
cool. They swam for only a little while before Greta left them, explaining that she didn't
want to expose her body to the sun for very long. While the others remained in the water,
she walked slowly toward the house, and John followed her with his eyes until she
reached the back door, paused to speak to the gardener, then he went into the house with
her.
"What's he going inside for?" John asked, a note of hurt in his tone.
"Charlie? Greta likes him and he adores her. From time to time, she takes his cock out
and jerks him off. He loves having her do it, especially when she lets him shoot his cream
into a pair of her panties. He always carries a pair of her panties with him, just in case."
What impressed the twins as much as what he said, was the casual way in which he had
said it, and it was another hint as to just how different the man and woman were from
anyone they had ever known.
They swam and played in the water for another half-hour, then agreed they'd had enough
and got out, lying on the grass so that the sun could dry them, which it did very quickly.
When they returned to the house, they saw the gardener at work again, and Jenny liked
the way he looked at her naked body, though she wished she were older and had more for
him to see.
They found Greta fully dressed, including nylons, and wondered if she was going out.
"No, dear," she told Jenny. "You and I are going to have a little chat, and I wanted to
dress for it. Let's go to the room where John and I were earlier. That's a nice place for a
chat."
"Should I get dressed too?" Jenny asked.
"That won't be necessary, dear. You look lovely as you are."
When they left the room, Cyril and John hurried to the adjoining room to look through
the peepholes. As they did, Cyril told the boy he had a hunch that there would be more
than just conversation involved. That was confirmed as they looked and saw that Jenny
was sitting on Greta's lap, and they were kissing passionately as the woman fondled the
smooth, naked ass cheeks of the girl, squeezing the firm flesh and causing her to wriggle
with passion.
"The first thing I want to tell you, dear," Greta said, her tone husky and warm, "is that it's
perfectly natural for women to make love together. More than natural, it's every bit as
exciting as making love with a man. Did you know that?"
"Not realty. I heard about lesbians, but I thought there was something freaky about it, you
know?"
"Some people do feel that way, Jenny, but their attitudes are old-fashioned and very
wrong. If you'll just let yourself go and let me guide you, you'll see how really thrilling it
can be. Open your pretty legs now and let me touch your pussy."
Jenny opened her legs almost eagerly, despite the fact that she was nervous, but she
sighed warmly as Greta gently stroked her tender little cunt.
"Doesn't that feel nice, darling?" Greta asked.
"Yes. I'm a little nervous, but I think I'll get over it."
"Of course you will, angel. In just a little while, you'll be as horny as I am. We're going to
have such a lovely time. I'll take all my clothes off and teach you all about lesbian
lovemaking."
Jenny got off her lap; Greta stood, and then told her to feel her up, telling her she could
feel under her dress as well, if she wanted to.
Jenny began by fondling the woman's big tits, and then rubbed down over her hips and
ass before crouching and getting both hands under her dress. She felt her way up the
sheer nylons, then over silken-smooth skin until she reached clinging nylon panties,
which she rubbed avidly. She was soon panting with excitement.
"It's funny, Greta," she commented as she probed the warm crotch, "a little while ago, I
saw you naked, yet it's even more exciting this way, with my hands up under your dress.
It makes me feel so sexy."
"I understand that, darling, that's why I got all dressed for our private little party."
"I don't know how private it is," Jenny told her, giggling a little. "I'll bet those two are
peeping at us."
"Yes, you can be sure of that, and that only makes it more exciting, doesn't it? Just think
of how stiff their cocks must be! I imagine they'll both want to fuck when we're finished,
but for now, let's forget about them and just think of ourselves. I'll take my dress off now
and we can really get into action."
Smiling, she took her dress off, then they got onto, the bed and Jenny resumed fondling
her big body and thighs, sweating as passion took complete control of her.
From time to time, Greta played with the girl's pretty little ass, her budding tits and her
warm, soft cunt, but mostly, she was content to let Jenny do the work, thrilling to the feel
of the gentle young hands, and sharing the girl's excitement, which kept mounting as she
fondled and squeezed, then Greta took her bra off and gave the girl her big tits to play
with and to suck, both of which Jenny did eagerly while Greta gently rubbed her head
and face, urging her on with hotly whispered words.
"Take my panties off for me, darling," Greta said as she knelt up on the bed. "Take your
time about it, there's no hurry."
Jenny did take her time, playing with the panty-clad ass cheeks and in the warmth of the
woman's crotch, then she slowly pulled the tight panties down, marveling again at the
bigness and beauty of the mature ass, running the tip of a finger in the deep crack.
When Greta's panties had been pulled down to her knees, she fell back on the bed and
Jenny pulled them off. Smiling warmly, Greta bent her knees up, parted them, and invited
the girl to play with her hot pussy.
There was no hesitation as Jenny reached between her big thighs, and then she had a hand
on the woman's twat, delighting in the feel of it as she rubbed with a delicate touch,
which caused Greta to squirm warmly, sighing and beginning to pant a little.
After that, Greta had Jenny lie beside her, then each was playing with the pussy of the
other, and they talked of how exciting it was for them, as well as it must have been for
the man and boy who were peeping.
"Our cunts are getting nice and ready, darling," Greta said as she fingered the tight little
slit and kept the girl squirming. "In just a little while, I'll be ready to suck your sweet
little cunt and let you have a great big come. After that, you'll learn how thrilling it is to
have your face in a woman's crotch, and to suck and lick a hot, juicy cunt. It can be as
thrilling to suck a cunt as it is to have someone sucking yours."
Deciding she had waited long enough, Greta sat up, then she was positioning her panting
young partner with her knees wide apart, her bare ass resting on two pillows to elevate it
nicely. Smiling at the trembling girl, Greta licked her lips and told her she was ready to
suck her cunt.
She saw Jenny trembling, saw that her body was covered with a sheen of sweat, then she
lowered her face toward the tender target, licked her inner thighs teasingly for a few
seconds, then pressed her open mouth onto the virginal cunt and kissed her there. It
remained a kiss for almost a minute as the girl kept groaning and panting, then Greta
began sucking and Jenny cried out, a long, quavering wail which filled the room and
reached the ears of their audience, both of whom had very stiff cocks with which they
played from time to time, the boy following his uncle's lead.
Jenny cried out loudly again when she felt the tongue snaking into her slit and probing
deeply, causing her ass to squirm on the pillow, then it found her little passion bud, which
had been very nicely stimulated, making it terribly receptive to the thrilling licking Greta
gave it.
When she sensed that Jenny was close to an orgasm, she reached under her and gripped
the little cheeks of her ass, pulling Jenny's crotch more tightly onto her face. Then the girl
cried out in a strong orgasm, and Greta pulled her tongue out of her slit, but kept her hot
mouth pressed onto the juicy cunt of the shrieking girl.
After the cunt lapping, they talked about how wonderful it had been, and then Jenny
suggested it was time for her to give it a try. At first, she felt a little nervousness about
what she was going to do, but it passed as she stared into Greta's crotch, and licked her
lips as the woman had done.
Greta brought her legs back over her body so that her cunt was beautifully presented, then
Jenny let out a little cry as she wrapped her arms around the hips of the woman. Then her
sound was muffled as her mouth went to the big, warm cunt and she began sucking,
doing it with exciting greed, loving the warmth of the crotch and the perfume and subtle
taste of the first cunt she had ever sucked. Panting, Greta kept urging her on, telling her
how excitingly she lapped cunt, and how good it felt and how strongly she was going to
come.
Greta groaned as she felt the little tongue inside her cunt, licking all around, lapping up
her warm juice as gentle hands rubbed her thighs and belly. After the girl had lapped for a
while, Greta told her to find her clit.
The young tongue went right to it, and Greta let an exciting cry break from her throat as
Jenny began doing what she wanted, licking her sensitive passion bud with the skill of a
veteran cunt lapper. She licked it well, so well that it seemed only seconds later that Greta
felt the onset of an orgasm, and panted that she was going to come.
As her climax swept over her, Greta moved her legs so that she was able to capture the
young face between her firm, smooth thighs and rub it as her body jerked strongly, her
ass bouncing on the bed until the spasms passed and she opened her eyes, just in time to
see Cyril and John hurrying into the room, their cocks as stiff as she had known they
would be after the thrilling performance she had staged with Jenny.
"You look like you could use a hot meat injection," Cyril said, grinning and holding his
prick in his left hand.
"God, yes! But let John slip it to me first! That will set me up for your big cock."
More than delighted with that arrangement, John hurried onto the bed, and then he was
lying on Greta's warm body and inserting his dick into her juicy cunt. With his uncle
advising him, he fucked slowly, his stiff pecker trilling to the warm, wet captivity of her
pussy.
While he fucked her, Greta guided his face to one of her tits, and the fucking became
more exciting for both of them as he sucked tit while fucking a lovely, big, naked
woman.
Because he had blasted off in her cunt previously, he was able to go on fucking her for a
long time, long enough so that, to her surprise, Greta felt herself on the brink of orgasm
again. She held him more tightly, and then her climax hit her again and rocked her big
body.
Greta wrapped her strong legs around him, held them so tightly that he had to stop
fucking, then she sighed as she released him and he resumed fucking her. He had no
thought of control then, and he humped her with the speed of a boy, and it wasn't long
until he was panting as his body jerked in her crotch and his jism shot into her with
delightful strength.
She allowed him to rest on her body for a while, and then she gave him a smack on the
ass and told him to get off and make room for his uncle. But Cyril had other ideas she
saw, as he lay on his back beside her, his prick looking like a mast as it twitched strongly
in anticipation.
"So it's serve yourself day, is it?" she asked as she knelt up and reached to clasp his cock.
"I think that's a great idea. It will give them something to watch."
Her tits swayed as she mounted him, kneeling astride his body, then she lowered herself
until she felt the head of his cock rubbing on her pussy. The twins stared in fascination as
she guided the head into her slit, then both she and Cyril groaned as she let herself down,
impaling herself on his cock, which she could feel throbbing strongly inside her. As they
watched, the twins exchanged comments on the way the cock changed her slit into a wide
circle, how lovely her big ass looked, and how her tits kept swaying and bouncing as she
began riding the hard rod.
Each time her ass moved up, they could see that Cyril's prick shone wetly with cunt juice.
Adding to the excitement of the thrilling fuck, Greta kept panting hard, telling Cyril that
she was going to fuck him until she wore his cock out, but he obviously didn't mind the
threat at all.
Telling Jenny to come kneel beside him, Cyril added to his enjoyment by fingering her
little cunt, and playing with the cheeks of her ass. At one point, as he pushed a finger
slowly up her asshole, he promised that before too long, he would curl his tongue up that
tight hole and give her a first-class reaming.
But then thoughts of the future passed as he looked up at Greta's bobbing tits and passion
contorted face as she obviously enjoyed her ride, and then he felt the strong churning in
his loins which told him that she wouldn't have a cock to ride very much longer.
Wild with arousal, John crouched behind the big woman and fondled her satiny, jerking
ass with both hands, listening to the squishing sounds of the hard prick working in and
out of her juicy cunt, admiring the little pink ring between the cheeks of her ass, then he
heard his uncle pant that he was going to go off.
As John stared, he watched Greta take a few more strokes of cock up her cunt, then she
pressed down on her partner and he watched her grinding on him as man cream shot up
into her cunt, flooding her.
When she dismounted, John looked up into her crotch and saw jism trickling from it, saw
how it remained stretched wide open, and told himself that cunt had to be the most
beautiful thing in the world.
Cyril busied himself with farm chores the next morning. He had decided that he was
going to remove his niece's virginity that afternoon, but in the meantime, he wanted to
think of other things. He had noticed that Greta was her usual horny self, but he wanted
to save a strong charge to pump into Jenny, so he left John in the house, deciding that she
could use him if she wanted some cunt lapping or a piece of tail.
His foreman was a good man and a trusted one, but Cyril decided he should check on a
shipment of homes that was to go out that day. He had gotten a good price for the three
one-year-olds, one of which, he sensed, had everything a horse needed to be a big winner.
The homes were being loaded into the trailers when he arrived, and he saw that
everything was under control. Going on to check the stables, he found them in their usual
spotless condition. From there, he drove to the girl pens where again everything was
perfect.
Getting back into the Jeep, Cyril began a tour of the farm, checking fences and finding
them in excellent condition. After that, there was nothing to do but go back to the house.
He saw Jenny sitting by the creek, fully dressed, reading. As he thought of what he was
going to do to her in a little while, he felt a comforting stirring in his loins. It was almost
noon, and Greta agreed that the sun was far enough over the yardarm so that drinks were
quite in order.
At lunch, there was much conversation, but it held a faint edge of tension, since all were
aware that in a little while, Cyril would be giving an eager eighteen-year-old her first
fuck. But while they all thought about it, the subject wasn't mentioned once.
After the meal, Jenny helped Greta in the kitchen while Cyril retired to his study and
looked through an illustrated book a friend had brought him from Denmark. It was a
study of people who enjoyed sex with boys and girls. He had thumbed through it often,
but this time it carried a special importance, especially when he looked at pictures of little
girls having their cunts lapped, sucking cocks and cunts and fucking. One particular
picture caused his stiff cock to throb. The girl looked so much like Jenny that he couldn't
believe it. She was kneeling naked on a chair while a man was inserting a big cock up her
tiny asshole. The head was already inside her hole, stretching it, and she looked over her
shoulder, smiling.
Soon, he promised himself as he stared at the picture, little Jenny would be getting her
asshole stretched like that by his cock. He decided to let her see the picture, and check
her reaction to it, but whether she liked the idea or not, she was going to get his stiff cock
up her ass, and it would be a lovely fuck.
The urge to take his cock out and play with it became too strong, and he didn't want to
risk having an accident, which would change his plans for Jenny, so he put the book away
and left the room, the front of his pants bulging.
He found the others chatting in the living room, and they, all noticed the bulge. Greta
gave him a knowing smile, and the twins looked at each other.
"What are you hiding in your pants, Uncle Cyril?" Jenny asked, and giggled.
"That just happens to be a little present far you, dear," he told her.
"It doesn't look very little to me," she told him, and he saw excitement and perhaps a
trace of nervousness in her eyes.
"Doesn't it? Then let's go to a bedroom and see how big it is."
As she got to her feet, Cyril impulsively picked her up. She was light, and looked so
small as he held her, one hand on her upper thighs, brushing the lower slopes of her
pretty little ass.
"Mmmmm, tell me what my present is, Uncle," she said as she snuggled against him.
"It's a thing called a cock, darling. It's big and long and hard and I'm going to push it up
your pretty little cunt and stretch it for you. Think of it, angel, just eighteen years old and
you're going to get your first fuck. Most girls have to wait much longer than that for their
first one. Do you want to wait a while longer?" he asked, and rubbed the seat of her
panties.
"No. I want it now. After all, John is fucking Greta all the time, so why should I wait?"
"Why indeed?" he told her as he carried her from the room, and the others followed close
behind, John fondling Greta's big ass as he walked beside her, his own cock hard and
twitching for action. He hoped Greta would let him fuck her after Cyril was finished with
his sister.
When they reached the master bedroom, Cyril put the girl down on the bed, then had her
bend her knees up and move them wide apart. As she did, her dress fell back, and he
looked at her crotch where white nylon covered the virginal cunt that he was going to
open with his prick in just minutes. As he feasted his eyes on her, he slowly undressed
until he was naked, and Jenny stared in awe at the big cock and balls, wondering again if
it were possible to get all of that big prick into her tiny little cunt.
When John saw that Greta too was undressing, he followed suit. As he watched the big
woman stepping out of her panties, her big tits swaying, her ass so smooth and big and
white, his little cock throbbed with desire.
"Now Greta," Cyril said as he stood with his cock throbbing, "please unwrap that pretty
little package for me so I can transform a little girl into a woman with my big cherryplucker."
Smiling, Greta helped Jenny off the bed, and then there was silence in the room as she
removed her dress. As Greta reached for Jenny's panties, Cyril stared at the budding
young tits, which he would fondle and suck as he prepared her to be fucked. He would
also suck her tender little cunt, he thought, hoping he could get her so aroused that the
pain would be easier to bear when his prick broke through her cherry.
Naked, Jenny looked at her uncle, and then went to him. Taking her into his arms, he
looked at her upturned face and saw both excitement and fear as she pressed her body
firmly against the cock, which was to invade her virginal, little-girl body.
As he kissed her, he fondled her pretty little ass, and heard her sighing into his mouth.
"I'll be as gentle as possible, darling," he told her in a husky whisper, "and when it's over,
you'll be a woman, your little cunt will be open and you'll soon know all the joys of sex."
Picking her up again, he carried her to the wide, waiting bed and deposited her there
gently. As he did, Jenny opened her legs wide to tell him she was ready to be fucked, but
Cyril was far from ready. Before giving her his cock, he was determined to make her
squirm with passion and desire, wanted to drive her out of her mind with lust.
He began by kissing her mouth and fondling tits, which were small, but delightfully firm
and smooth. Then he was sucking, and she was squirming and panting.
"Oh, Uncle, that's so good! I love the way you suck my little tits! Suck some more! Fuck
me! Fuck me now! I'm so horny!"
"I'm going to get you a lot more horny than you are right now, darling," he told her as he
fondled the tit he had been sucking, then he moved across her body and sucked the other
tit into his mouth.
While he sucked the little tits, his hand rubbed down over her tummy, lingered for a few
seconds in the little patch of peach fuzz, then he moved slowly into her crotch, and gently
stroked her little pussy as her ass squirmed on the fresh white sheet.
When he stopped sucking her tit, he turned her over and covered her smooth ass with wet
kisses, and then she was moaning as he licked the crack of her ass. His tongue found her
asshole and diddled it a little, then he raised her hips high, and as she knelt with her head
on the bed and her ass high in the air, he licked her crack a little more, curled his tongue
into a roll and slowly worked it up her asshole.
Reaming was a whole new thing to the trembling young beauty, and she cried out in
delight as he went on tonguing her ass for a long time before he came up for air.
Greta and John looked as excited as Jenny, and as the two watched, he slipped a finger up
Greta's asshole and diddled there, promising himself that soon, he would use his tongue
there as he had watched his uncle doing.
When Cyril turned his niece over again, she opened her crotch wide, thinking he was
ready to fuck her then, but again he proved her wrong. He licked her inner thighs, and his
tongue made little wet circles around her cunt without touching it, then his open mouth
was on her cunt and he began sucking.
While she panted and grunted and pounded her balled fists on the bed, he alternately
sucked and licked her cunt, driving her so wild with passion that she feared she really
was going to go out of her mind, but instead, she went into an orgasm, and it was more
than heavenly as wave after wave of pleasure swept over her, and her ass kept jerking up
and down on the bed.
Cyril allowed her only a little time to recover from the strong orgasm, and then he was
sucking her cunt again. As he did, Greta and John moved closer, and both fondled the
little tits while Greta kissed Jenny on the mouth, her tongue exploring there as Cyril's
explored her juicy, virginal cunt.
The sucking stopped when Cyril sensed she was very close to another orgasm, and then
his body looked big and strong and powerful as he moved over her and she opened her
legs even more widely for the first fuck of her young life.
She felt the big prick in her crotch, felt the velvet head rubbing on the lips of her pussy,
and then she felt it finding the slit and beginning to stretch as it pushed very slowly
between the little lips.
As she watched, panting, her big tits rising and falling with her labored breathing, Greta
knelt up and fingered her own cunt. That added to John's arousal, so he fondled her
beautiful ass as he watched the cock of his uncle pushing slowly into his sister's little
pussy.
Staring intently, John wondered what it would be like to have a cunt and to be fucked by
a big man the way his sister was being fucked. The long, strong prick kept working in as
she groaned, telling her uncle how it felt so good to be stretched that way, then his cock
was at her cherry, and both she and he knew her big moment was approaching.
"Don't stop... don't stop," Jenny panted as she felt the cock resting against her cherry. "Go
on and fuck me, give it to me... hurt me... I don't care! FUCK ME!"
She was still crying out for it when Cyril's thigh muscles tensed, he caught his breath,
then rammed. The barrier threatened to resist, then it broke, and he felt his prick driving
into her cunt. Jenny cried out loudly as she felt the burning pain, then the worst of it was
over, though a burning sensation continued as he worked the full length of his cock into
her.
"There, baby, there," Cyril, panted as his pecker throbbed in the hot tightness of her
freshly opened cunt, "you've got it all now. Every bit of my stiff prick is in your cunt, and
now I'm going to fuck you. Here comes your fuck, you beautiful baby!"
Holding his weight on his hands, he stroked his cock in the delicious tightness of her,
continuing to fill and stretch her pussy. There was a look of pain on her pretty face, but
Greta saw that there was passion too.
Cyril fucked his niece with long, slow strokes, until he knew that he was not going to be
able to hold back his charge much longer, then he put all of his weight down on her,
crushing her tender body into the mattress. He gave her a rough riding then, but it
delighted her as both her arms wrapped around him and she pulled downward, wanting to
be crushed even more.
Her grunts kept time with the fast pistoning of his big prick for a few seconds, ten his
motions changed as he ground heavily in her crotch and on her belly, and then she cried
out as she felt jism firing deeply inside her. It not only filled her cunt, she thought, but
seemed to flood her belly, and she waited to taste it in her mouth, confident that he had
fired it that strongly into her.
Cyril lay on her for just a minute or so, then he rolled her over, being careful that his cock
didn't slip out, and allowed her to rest on him, her cunt still impaled on his cock.
Wild with arousal, Greta was a little rough as she pulled John onto her, lying beside
Cyril, then his cock was in her and he was fucking her at a furious rate, as though fucking
was going out of style and he had to get what he could.
CHAPTER FOUR
It had been Jenny's idea that they not wait for the beginning of the regular school season
to begin their correspondence courses. John thought she was out of her mind, but he had
to go along with it. Cyril made the arrangements, and returned from the city one day with
a carton filled with books and school supplies for them.
When the weather was good, they liked to do their studying outside, near the creek. On
stormy days, they went to a quiet room on the third floor. From there, they could watch
lightning twisting through the valleys, and listen to the rain pounding on the roof.
But despite the distractions, they proved to be good students. They liked the idea of not
having to go back to the school routine, and knew that the way to preserve that status was
to get excellent marks, and they determined to do that all the way. When they needed
help, there was always Greta to help them, and from time to time, Cyril offered
assistance.
That too was something new and exciting for them. They had sensed that they had been
in their parents' way, and it was for that reason that they had been scheduled to go away
to boarding schools.
Even without the thrilling sex life, Greta and Uncle Cyril were so much better. They
made it obvious that they liked the twins, wanted them around to talk with and to have
fun with. Because of that, Jenny and John were careful to show their appreciation, not
just with words, but also by obeying all the rules of the house, by eagerly helping with
the chores, and by doing anything and everything either Greta or Cyril asked.
For a while, they kept their secrets from each other, then one rainy afternoon when they
were along in the attic, they began telling their secret feelings. They had not been happy,
living with their parents, and then death had come to take those parents away. There had
been shock and a feeling of being lost, but since moving into their uncle's house, life had
become a series of beautifully happy days, and the future stretched out endlessly ahead of
them, totally beautiful and exciting.
In a quiet exchange of confidences each admitted feeling pleasure over the fact that their
parents were dead. They heard a particularly loud rumbling of thunder, and both looked
at the window as though expecting a bolt of lightning to strike them for having thought
and said such things. The lightning continued to streak through the valley between the
mountains.
The storm passed, taking the black clouds with it, then the sky was clear again, the sun
bright and warm. Even from the third floor the twins could smell the perfume of the
flowers, and they lost the urge to go on studying.
When they came downstairs, they found Cyril and Greta necking on a couch in the living
room. It was obvious that their necking was well advanced, since the top of Greta's dress
was open and the hem of it had been raised high enough so that they could see a hand
rubbing on the seat of her panties.
"Hey, we been wasting our time studying," John said, his excitement overpowering his
grammar.
"I wouldn't say that," Cyril said as he tugged Greta's panties well down her thighs. "We're
studying anatomy."
"And we're getting ready to study animal husbandry," Greta told them as she turned so
that Cyril was able to get a hand into her crotch, and then slip a finger into her cunt.
"What do you mean by that?" Jenny asked.
"It seems your uncle feels it's time John learned how to fuck girl. We're going to go down
to the pens in a little while and watch them making out like rams."
"That does sound like fun," Jenny said, "but also, it seems like a waste of a couple of hard
pricks."
"Don't worry, dear, pricks can always be made big and hard again. You two get
undressed and have John give you two or three comes."
While she talked, Cyril's finger kept working in Greta's cunt, and then it triggered a
climax, and she was jerking and panting on the couch as Cyril kept a hand pressed on her
cunt. When she finished coming, Cyril got up and began undressing. When he was naked,
he stripped Greta, except for her garter belt and nylons, and then all four were naked.
Lying on the carpet, close to the couch, Jenny sighed warmly as her brother held her by
the cheeks of her ass and lapped her cunt. Deciding it was a good idea, Cyril lay on his
back and Greta quickly mounted his face, and then he was playing with her big ass and
sucking her cunt.
After both females had climaxed, John suggested a change of partners, and all agreed. As
he lay on his back, looking up into Greta's crotch, John was so excited that he feared he
would go off in the air. As her body came down, Greta partially smothered him, but he
loved it and clutched at her firm, smooth ass, rubbing it while his mouth and tongue
worked on her cunt. It wasn't long before she was coming again, and then her wet crotch
was rubbing all over his face.
While John delighted in the exciting cunt facial Greta was giving him, he heard his sister
crying out in orgasm, and he wondered how she was getting it, but didn't really care since
it was enough to have the hot, wet crotch rubbing his face while he played with plump,
smooth ass cheeks and fingered Greta's crack and asshole.
"I think we should be about ready to look after a couple of nice young girl now, don't
you, John?"
"I'm ready for anything!" the boy replied with enthusiasm.
"Then let's go," Cyril said, and started for the door.
The others followed him and they piled into the Jeep, naked. As Cyril drove, his right
hand playing with Jenny, John sat beside Greta, delighting in the way her big tits
bounced. Headed to his pleasure with a hand in her hot crotch, her cunt still wet from the
lappings it had taken.
As the Jeep stopped outside the girl pens, they saw the keeper waiting for them, and
heard girl baaing inside the building.
"I picked a couple of real nice ones for you," the man said with pride. "Young and tight. I
tested them with my finger and I'm sure you'll like them. They're both prime young cunt."
As he spoke, the man kept looking at Jenny's body, and as his prick stiffened, he decided
he would give up girl fucking if he could have her. Noticing his keen interest in the girl,
Greta smiled as a thought passed through her mind.
They went into the building where they saw two young girls, their legs tied to stakes in
the floor. They were on low platforms, and behind each was a well-padded bench, which
John guessed was for kneeling on.
Congratulating the man on his choice, Cyril went to one of the girl and crouched to look
at her cunt. Seeing that, John did the same. When Cyril began to play with the animal's
twat, John followed suit, and both the animals cried a little more loudly as though they
knew they were about to be fucked.
"Isn't that a beautiful sound?" Cyril asked as he slipped a finger up the animal's twat and
diddled her.
Expressing agreement, John began fingering his animal's cunt, delighting in her cries of
protest. Inside, her cunt felt warm and beautifully tight, tighter even than his sister's
snatch, John thought as he went on fingering the crying animal.
When Cyril told him to, John knelt behind the fuzzy animal and guided his hard cock
below the bobbed tail as he panted with arousal. When his cock touched her pussy, she
cried more loudly and her legs strained against the ropes, which held her immobile.
"She's crying like a baby, John," Cyril panted and knelt behind his animal. "Stick it up
her cunt and let her cry. Don't start fucking, just get it up her twat."
John trembled more violently as he pushed his cock into her slit. It was tight and resisted,
but as he pressed, his pecker forced its way into her and then he pushed it all the way
home while her loud cries filled the barn. When his cock was buried to the hilt, he
pressed against her soft woolen hips and sighed with content.
And then Cyril went to work on his animal, his big prick stretching her cunt and making
her bawl loudly as he slowly buried more than six inches of stiff prick in her little cunt.
At a signal from Cyril, he and John began fucking their crying partners while Greta and
Jenny watched, their bodies hot with arousal. Both fucked slowly, wanting it to last as
long as possible, then John panted that he was going to shoot his wad, and Cyril, still
humping his partner, told him to let it go. The boy gave a few more strokes, then he
pressed against the crying girl, and the others watched his bare ass jerking as he shot a
strong charge up the tight cunt. When he finished, he continued to press tightly against
the wooly beast, his spent prick resting in the warmth of her cunt.
Cyril went on fucking his animal for another couple of minutes, his big balls swaying,
then he was jerking as John had done as he pumped jism into the girl and she cried more
loudly. After a minute or so, Cyril pulled his prick out, looked at it as it remained semistiff,
then wiped the head of it in the wool of the girl's flank, then John took his spent
cock out and did the same.
"That's one advantage of fucking girl," Cyril said with a little laugh. "They come
equipped with their own towels."
"You seem quite interested in Jenny," Greta said to the girl man. "I didn't think you were
interested in women."
"I'm not, usually, but I never saw a pretty girl like this before. She could make me forget
about girl."
"Is your prick hard?" Greta asked.
"It got hard when I first saw her, and it's still that way."
"Take it out and show it to us. Who knows, maybe Jenny would like to play girl with
you."
Eagerly, the man opened his fly and produced a cock that was a little bigger than Cyril's,
waving it proudly at the two females.
"Oh yes, Greta!" Jenny said, eagerly. "I want to take that big cock in my little cunt!"
"Jesus Christ," the man panted, "are you really serious?"
Hurriedly, Jenny got onto the platform beside one of the girl, kneeling with her knees
wide apart so that the man could see her pretty little cunt, then he pushed his pants and
shorts down and hurried into position behind her.
He stroked her cunt, found it wet and slippery, and then he ran his hands over her smooth
young ass for a second or two. Then his right hand was guiding his prick to her warm
little slit. He groaned, and so did she as his tool pushed slowly into her, stretching her
cunt until it almost hurt.
Jenny kept sighing as he fed cock to her an inch at a time until he had it all inside her, and
he pulled her ass tightly against him and she felt his prick throbbing deep inside her.
Holding her by the hips, he began fucking her, taking his time about it and giving it to her
in long strokes. A wildly excited Greta moved closer to the couple and caught his flying
balls, holding them in a gentle caress as he went on fucking the eager young girl. She still
held his bans when he pressed tightly against Jenny's bare ass and shot his load into her,
making her think her belly was totally flooded. After resting for a couple of minutes with
his cock in her, he took it out and sighed.
As they drove back to the house, Jenny made the seat of the Jeep very wet the man
cream, which kept trickling from her well-fucked cunt.
Life went merrily on at the farm, and in addition to studying his schoolwork and looking
after his sex life, John showed a natural interest in the farming operation. Cyril was
pleased to answer all his questions about many aspects of farming and farm management,
and John showed a surprising maturity as he went over the books with his uncle,
understanding everything.
John learned to drive the Jeep, and spent many hours with the hired hands, learning about
the care and feeding of the animals. Before long, he could shear girl like a veteran, and
the workmen were surprised and delighted with their young friend.
He loved riding, and decided he would like to own a farm like his uncle's, but more than
that, he decided he would like to become a jockey, and ride in big races like the Kentucky
Derby. That dream died though as Cyril told him he would be much too big for that, and
that while he could ride for pleasure, he could never hope to become a jockey.
"Maybe if I didn't eat so much," John suggested. "I could live on just bread and water."
"No, John, I want you to forget all about that. You'll grow up to be a big, healthy man,
and a very happy one. Your genes determine what your size is going to be, and I'd say
you'll be close to six feet and two hundred pounds by the time you're in your late teens."
It hurt to have his dream taken from him, but being a practical and a reasonable boy, John
accepted that. As he thought more about it, he told himself he didn't want to be a jockey
after all, since anyone that small would probably have trouble getting women.
There was still the farm, he told himself, and since Cyril had no children of his own,
perhaps one day the farm would be his. He thought of how he could buy more property
and extend the farm all the way to the mountains, how he would breed the best horses
possible and perhaps become famous that way.
But that thought lost a lot of its charm when he considered that his uncle was naturally
going to grow older, and so was Greta, and that one day they would be gone. It was an
unpleasant thought, especially since he had already experienced the shock of death. The
deaths of his parents had turned out to be a wonderful thing for him and his sister, but it
wouldn't be the same in the case of his uncle and Greta. For a long time, he was
preoccupied by the thought of death, but in time, that passed and he resumed his happy
life with the others.
About the only time John was less than ideally happy was when Jenny or Greta were
having their periods, and one month, fate dealt him a cruel blow when they both had their
periods at the same time. The thought of having to exist for four or five days without any
real sex was a cruel blow, and he resented it, as though they had conspired to do it to him.
"Cheer up, John," Cyril told him, "and try to be a little more philosophical about it. It's
only four or five days and we can use the rest. Besides, if you get too horny, I'm sure
either of them will be pleased to suck you off."
It was some consolation, but John was still less than happy on the second day of their
periods, and he mooned around the house instead of going to the stables, his attitude
being that if he couldn't get a piece of ass or a pussy to eat, he wouldn't do anything else.
It was one of the days when the cleaning woman came. She was a big woman of forty or
so, one who looked like the picture on labels of Italian foods. A number of times, John
had wondered how she would look naked, but he had never before taken her seriously.
This time it was different though as he watched her washing the stake. She was a few
steps above the bottom when he saw her; saw big, smooth-looking thighs, which
promised even more bigness higher up.
Wearing crepe-soled shoes, he moved quietly closer, and then he bent and looked up
under the wide skirt she was wearing. His cock came to life fast as he stared at her
massive thighs, and saw the crotch of her clean, white nylon panties.
He wanted to reach up and feel her, but decided against it, fearful that it would make her
angry. He decided instead to continue enjoying the free show. John was still doing it
when Greta, passing through the dining room, spotted him. For a moment, she blinked in
surprise, and then a smile came over her face. Slipping her shoes off, she approached
quietly until she stood behind the boy.
"I see you have a fan, Rosa," Greta said, and the big woman turned, just in time to see
John scrambling to his feet, looking flushed and very guilty.
"What was he doing?" Rosa asked, puzzled.
"The little devil was looking up your skirt. I think he likes the look of your big thighs and
ass. He's a very horny little devil."
"I think maybe I should take his pants down and smack his ass."
"If you were to take his pants down, Rosa, I think you'd find a very hard little cock. Come
with me for a minute, Rosa, I want to have a little chat with you. You, John, wait here."
Rosa went with Greta as they held a whispered conversation in the course of which, Greta
offered the woman a very generous bonus if she would go to a bedroom with the boy,
strip naked and fuck him. At first, Rosa was horrified that Greta wanted her to fuck a
eighteen-year-old boy, then she began to feel differently about it. She was a widow and
depended on masturbation for kicks. It had been almost two years since she'd had a real
cock in her cunt, and she was hungry for one.
"By the way, Rosa," Greta told her, smiling, "the horny little devil loves to suck tits and
cunts. Have you had your pussy lapped lately?"
That did it. In all her life, Rosa had never had her cunt licked, and she wondered what it
would be like. She had once asked her husband to do it to her, but he had been horrified,
and told her never again to even think of such a dirty thing. The promise of having that
dream come true turned her on, and she felt a delicious churning sensation in her cunt.
The deal was quickly made and they returned to where John was waiting nervously, not
quite sure what the women had been talking about, hardly daring to hope that perhaps
Greta was arranging for him to see a little more.
They were both smiling when they met him, then Rosa turned her back, bent a little from
the waist, then drew the hem of her skirt slowly up over her fat thighs. John let out a little
grunt of passion as she showed him her big, white ass cheeks only partially contained
within sheer nylon panties through which he could clearly see her crack.
"Isn't that some kind of an ass?" Greta said as she saw perspiration standing out on his
forehead.
"It sure is! Boy, I'd give anything to take those panties off and play with it!"
"I'm gad to hear that, dear. You see, Rosa hasn't been fucked in a long time, and has
never had her cunt lapped. I think she'd appreciate it if you'd take her to the guest
bedroom and look after her. There's a lot of woman there, and I hope you'll do a really
good job."
Rosa continued to hold her skirt up as she mounted the stairs, the boy following behind,
his prick throbbing as he gazed at the big thighs and ass which were soon to be his.
While John led the woman to the guest bedroom, Greta found Jenny, and they went into
the adjoining room to enjoy the show. They agreed it was a shame that Cyril was away
for the day, but that wouldn't diminish their enjoyment of what they would watch.
In the bedroom, the big woman smiled and took John in her arms, pressing his face
between her big tits and squeezing him hard as she whispered to him.
"So you want to suck Rosa's big tits, do you?"
"Oh yes!" he assured her. "I want to do it all, everything there is!"
"Do you also want to put your face in my crotch and suck my cunt?"
"I sure do. I'll more than just suck your cunt; I'll get my tongue inside it and lick until you
come. I'll give you all the comes you want. I'm real good at cunt lapping and fucking and
everything," he said, words pouring from him in his advanced state of arousal.
When she released him, she told him to strip naked, and as he began, his eyes shone
while he watched her as she unbuttoned her blouse. When she finished, she drew it wide
open to show him how her massive tits filled the big, white cups, and he saw the deep
valley between them.
Her eyes flashing with passion, she unhooked the waistband of her skirt, then slowly
unzipped it as he stared, then she pushed it down over her big tummy, allowed it to fall to
her ankles, then stepped out of it. In bra and panties, she was massive, not as beautiful as
Greta, John thought, not nearly, but in her own way she was terribly exciting. Her skin
had a silken-smooth look to it, and he wanted to touch it and knew he wouldn't have long
to wait.
"Do you want to feel me up now, John?" she asked, and he moved to her at once, both his
hands going to the cups of her bra and fondling, then he felt his way down her body until
both his hands were on her massive ass, and both he and the woman were panting as he
went on playing while she reached for his hard little prick and gave it a gentle squeeze.
"Did you ever see a woman in just her bra and panties before?" Rosa asked as he pushed
both hands inside her panties and rubbed her smooth skin.
"Oh no," he lied easily, while in the next room, Greta and Jenny looked at each other and
grinned.
"Take my bra off now, and you can play with my big tits," Rosa told him, and turned her
back.
John looked at the width and smoothness of her back, and rubbed it slowly with both
hands. He slipped the hooks of her bra and the garment sprung open. Taking the bra off
her arms, she turned, smiling, and liked what she saw in his eyes. Her tits were too big to
be believed, John thought, and his hands went to them. They were not as firm as Greta's,
he thought, and they had a bit of sag to them, but they were still beautiful and very
exciting as he squeezed and rubbed them while she panted and sighed hotly.
While he played wit her tits, Rosa realized that he was two years younger than her son,
and she envisioned her son doing what John was doing. At first, she felt a little shocked
at the thought, but shock passed very quickly and she felt a surge of fresh arousal. If she
chose to, she told herself, she could train her Bobby, could excite him with her body as
she undressed, then teach him to do exciting things, things like sucking her cunt and
fucking her. They could sleep together and do so many exciting things in bed.
"Are you really going to suck my cunt?" she asked as she took one of his hands out of the
seat of her panties and guided it to her pussy.
"Oh yes," he replied, rubbing the warm nylon and feeling the softness of her cunt. "Your
thighs are so big and smooth. I want to have my face right between them where you're all
hot and silky, and I'll suck and lick your hot cunt and make it all juicy. I'll make you have
great big comes. Will you let me take off your panties now? I want to see your big ass
and play with it and kiss it, then I'll go down on you and lap your cunt all you want."
Trembling and panting, she gave her permission, and he hurried to crouch behind her,
looking up at what he thought must be the biggest ass cheeks in the world. He paused to
rub her panties again, then he began peeling them down, doing it very slowly arid staring
at the big white cheeks and the deep crack between them. As John took them down, he
told her over and over again how he loved her ass, and how beautiful it was.
And then her panties were stretched across her big thighs, and he left them there as both
hands went to the massive cheeks of her ass and he rubbed them for a while, then his
hands drew them apart and he looked into her crack, saw the little pink asshole which
looked so small. He put the tip of a finger on her asshole and she shuddered, then the
finger pushed slowly up her hole and found it tight and very warm, though not as warm
as her cunt, he guessed.
"Nobody ever stuck a finger up my ass before," she told him. "You're a very exciting boy.
Oh yes, finger my asshole some more! I love the way you do it!"
Delighted at such lavish praise, John decided to try for more, so he took his finger out of
her asshole, then she followed his instructions and bent from the waist so that her ass
arched excitingly, and her little pink asshole was right where John could get his mouth on
it, which he did, drawing a gasp of surprise and a groan of joy from her as he kissed and
licked it. Then he curled his tongue into a roll and slowly worked it up her asshole to
ream her. As it went into her, she cried out with delight and began to wriggle her ass so
that John had to hold her by the hips to keep her quiet. He reamed her ass for about five
minutes before he took his tongue out and told her he was ready to suck her cunt.
Despite the difference in their ages, he was then the man of experience as he showed her
how to lie across the bed with her ass cheeks a little over the edge, and then he had her
raise her legs back over her body so that her crotch was perfectly presented. Kneeling
close to the bed, he licked his lips as he gazed at her cunt, and told her that it was
beautiful and that he was eager to suck and lick it.
His hand gentle, he played with her hot pussy, parting the soft lips and probing the juicy
interior while she laid panting and groaning. Filled with a sense of power, John went on
teasing her, thrilling to the way she begged him to start sucking her cunt.
He had been teasing her for a long time before he licked his lips again, then she shrieked
as his mouth came down on her cunt in a light kiss, a kiss that became more and more
ardent, then he was sucking, slurping wetly as she kept crying out with passion, more
highly aroused than she had ever been.
"Oh Greta," Jenny sighed, "She's so big and so exciting-looking. I want to eat her cunt
too. I'm dying to feel those big thighs and ass while I eat that juicy twat."
"It's going to be very juicy indeed when he's finished with her, because her cunt will be
full of his cream."
"I don't care. I suck cream out of his prick and Uncle Cyril's. It should taste even better to
me after it's been in her cunt."
"Suit yourself, darling. I don't think she'd mind having her twat lapped again. See how
happy she looks right now."
Happy was hardly the word to describe Rosa's state. Ecstatic would have been much well.
Her loud cries continued to ring through the room when John stopped sucking and began
licking her clit. She had a long, hard cunt, like a little prick, John thought as he got it
between his lips and made her groan when he sucked on it, then he resumed licking it, his
tongue curling wound it until she climaxed and went wild, her shrieks so loud that he
wondered if they could be heard outside the house.
John tried to keep his mouth on her cunt after she went into orgasm, but she was too
sensitized to take it, so she threw herself over on the bed while he stared as her belly
rubbed on the sheet, her big ass jerking madly as though she were fucking.
For a while, he contented himself by fondling her white, smooth ass and fingering her
crack, which was wet with juice which had trickled from her cunt during the lapping,
then she sighed and turned over, her crotch opening wide for him to fuck her.
John had other ideas though, and she gave a yelp of glee when she saw his face coming
back to her hot cunt, and then he was working her over again as she lay groaning. He
alternately sucked and licked her cunt until she climaxed for a second time, then, as
spasm followed spasm, he pulled his face out of her crotch mounted her belly, and
shoved his prick into her twat.
Aroused as he was, he forgot about slow fucking, ramming stiff cock to her at a fast rate
while Rosa lay panting and sweating, her strong arms holding him tightly as though to
keep him from running away. She didn't need to, however, as he delighted in fucking the
big woman, and then his little body was twitching and jerking in her crotch as he fired his
charge of jism up her greedily sucking cunt until his balls were drained.
He was still lying on her when his sister ran into the room. Rosa gave a gasp of
astonishment, but it didn't bother Jenny as she urged her brother off, and then buried her
face in the wet crotch. The protest Rosa began to make turned into a groan when she felt
the eager young mouth on her cunt. Rosa would never have dreamed of allowing another
female to touch her in that way, but as the girl sucked, she told herself that it was heaven
all over again, and that any female who offered to eat her twat like that would be more
than welcome.
Her experience with the wild twins had wrought a total change in the woman, a change
from which her eighteen-year-old son was going to benefit sexually, she told herself, and
then she stopped thinking as the girl's tongue triggered another magnificent orgasm.
While Jenny was still sucking, Greta came into the room and congratulated John on an
excellent performance. When Jenny finished and wiped a hand across her mouth, she too
received congratulations, both from Greta and Rosa, who assured them all that nothing in
her lifetime had ever been so thrilling and so beautiful as the way the twins had lapped
her cunt.
"From now on," she told them, "when I come here, I won't wear panties so I'll always be
ready!"
CHAPTER FIVE
Cyril had met many swinging couples over the years and maintained contact with a few.
Of them all though, none could compare to Fred and Brenda, in his opinion. They were in
their early thirties, had both been swinging since their teens, and there was nothing in the
world they wouldn't do in the name of pleasure.
Although they lived just a little more than fifty miles away, they hadn't seen each other in
a long time, and Cyril decided a visit was overdue. He phoned them one evening and they
chatted for a long time. When he invited them to come for a weekend, he told them he
had a surprise for them -- a couple of surprises in fact. In return, Fred told him that they
too had a couple of surprises, so that it promised to be a most exciting weekend for all
concerned.
"You're sure they can be trusted?" Greta asked after he hung up the phone. "I mean, I'd
hate to think of what the law would do to us if word ever got around about our sex life
here."
"Don't give it another thought, darling," Cyril assured her. "The real swingers never talk,
at least they never give names. They're going to flip when they see the twins in action,
and I'd give anything to know what surprises they have in mind. With all the experience
they have, it must be really something for him to be so excited."
"One thing I have to tell you though, dear," Greta told him. "I won't let him use his whip
on me, and that has to be clear from the outset."
"Don't worry, darling. I feel the same way you do about that. Whips and blood and all
that jazz turn me off completely."
"It must be hell being married to a guy who digs whips," she observed.
"It isn't, really. Brenda tells me he never tries to use it on her. It seems he only likes to
work that way on big asses, beautiful big ones like that honey of yours, but have no fear.
In fact, since he knows how we feel about it, I doubt that he'll even bring a whip with
him."
John came into the house covered with grease and explained that he had been helping
repair a tractor. He was positively beaming since the mechanic had taken the trouble to
explain a lot about engines to him, adding to his store of knowledge. Before he went to
clean up, he assured Cyril that he too would one day be a gentleman farmer and a breeder
of homes.
"Why not?" Cyril replied. "I won't want this place forever, so it may as well be yours
when I'm finished with it."
It was the first time Cyril had ever mentioned that he intended turning it aver to John one
day, and the boy was elated as he hurried to the bathroom, excitement filling him,
excitement that could easily be transformed into sexual arousal, he realized.
When John returned to the living room, he saw that Jenny had joined the group, and he
went to get himself a Coke, and then joined them. The twins were delighted when they
heard that there were visitors coming for the weekend, and that their visitors were their
kind of people.
Cyril told them stories of various parties he had enjoyed with Fred and Brenda and with
others, and their eyes shone with excitement as they listened carefully, asking a few
questions and getting titillating answers.
The stories led to exciting displays of thighs, then touches, and then they forgot about
stories totally as they launched an orgy that went on for more than two hours and left
them all delightfully tired and beautifully content.
The days passed and then it was Friday afternoon, and shortly after two o'clock, they saw
the station wagon pulling into the driveway. When he saw that there were two boys in the
wagon, Cyril went to close the gate, then hurried to greet his friends. He shook hands
with Fred, then took Brenda into a sexy embrace and fondled her ass as he kissed her
while Fred did the same to Greta.
The children liked the look of the couple. Fred appeared to be in his early thirties and was
a good-looking man. He had a lithe grace about him as though he could be an athlete.
Brenda looked younger and had a lovely face, but more interesting to John was the way
she filled the tight, short dress she wore, and he hungered to peel her panties down and
get his hands on what looked like a magnificent ass. It wasn't as big as Greta's, he noted,
but he sensed that it would be every bit as exciting.
When the greetings were finished, the twins hoped they would be brought into the action,
but instead, there were only polite handshakes as they were introduced, and they realized
that Cyril and Greta were saving them as a surprise.
The boys were allowed out of the wagon to run, and they proved to be the biggest boxers
Cyril had ever seen, but he wondered, not being a boy lover, why they had bothered
bringing them along for a weekend rather than putting them into a kennel. Still, it didn't
bother him that much.
Drinks were poured and they settled down to chat, all of them wondering what the
surprises were. Brenda was first to break down, and ask Greta what they had in mind that
was so special, but Greta teasingly replied with the same question.
"All right, since I'm the host," Cyril said, "I suppose I should be first. Jenny and John,
show our friends what our surprise for them is."
Excitement shining in their eyes, they hurried to where the couple sat on a couch.
Trembling a little, Jenny raised the hem of her dress in front of Fred. She wore no
panties. The man let out a gasp as he looked at the fuzzy little cunt, and then he reached
for her, put a hand on her ass and held her as he stroked her pussy.
At the same time, John opened his fly, took his cock out, and showed Brenda how hard it
was. As he did, he reached for the front of her dress and fondled her tits, then pushed a
hand into the garment for a better feel.
"My God, darlings, you mean these beautiful kids have been trained?"
"Trained all the way," Cyril told her with pride. "At eighteen, they're magnificent cunt
lappers, John is a first-class fucker, there's nothing they don't do and do well. Have you
ever had your hot pussy licked and fucked by a boy of eighteen?"
"Lord no! The youngest boy I ever seduced was about eighteen or nineteen. Oh, what a
trip this weekend is going to be!" she added, and closed a gentle hand around John's
prick, liking the way it throbbed, and thinking of how nice it was going to feel when it
was shooting jism in her cunt and mouth.
"Are you anxious to suck my cunt and fuck me, John?" she asked as he unbuttoned the
top of her dress. Then he was looking at beautiful white tits snugged into a low-cut, black
bra.
"Oh, yes, and more than just your cunt. I want to suck your tits and your ass and
everything."
And while they were happily engaged in conversation, Jenny was getting along fine with
Fred, who had already fingered her pussy and asshole and was then showing her his stiff
cock, and telling her how eager he was to feel it in her mouth and cunt.
"Now then," Cyril interrupted, "what surprise have you for us?"
"You've already seen our surprises, dear," Brenda told him. "The two of them are running
around outside the house."
"Christ!" Greta gasped. "You mean those big beasts fuck?"
"Like dreams, darling. They were already trained when we bought them, and they cost an
arm and a leg, but they're just divine. At least I think Greta will agree when one of them
is mounted on her bare ass and his big cock is pistoning in her cunt."
"Me too!" Jenny said eagerly. "I'd love to have one of those big boys fuck me. Do they
have big cocks?"
"Not quite as big as a man's, darling, but big enough to be beautiful, and they fuck so fast
it's like having a machine do it. No man can fuck as fast as a big boy. Do you think your
little cunt can take it?"
"My little cunt can take Cyril's big prick."
"Then I guess that settles it. I had planned on Greta and I kneeling side by side for a
double boy-fucking, but come to think of it, it will be as big a thrill to watch a big boy on
your pretty little ass with his big prick stretching your little twat. Mind you, before that
happens, I want a taste of your cunt. I have a hunch I'm going to like it very much."
"I have the same hunch," her husband said. "If I have my way, there's going to be a lot of
cunt lapping before any cocks get into action."
"I'll second that," Cyril said. "Now let's get out of these clothes and get the party started."
As they all began undressing, John asked Brenda if she would let him take her bra and
panties off for her, and she accepted the offer with a warm smile, waiting until he had
stripped before taking her dress off.
Her black bikini panties matched her bra, and her skin was a pale-gold color as though
she were careful to give it just enough sun and no more. She held her arms out and he
moved into them, his stiff cock loving the feel of being between her lush thighs as she
bent and kissed him while he fondled silk panties and silken skin, hungering to have his
face buried in the warmth of her crotch.
She allowed him to feel her up for a while, and then her tone was excitingly warm as she
told him to remove her bra and play with her tits. His hands trembled as he slipped the
hooks of her bra, then he gave a little cry of delight as the garment came off and her
proud tits jutted boldly.
"Do you like my tits, dear?" Brenda asked. "I know they're not as big as Greta's."
"I love them, Brenda," he told her as he reached for them.
As he fondled and rubbed her tits, squeezing them gently and tweaking nipples which
responded excitingly, he was careful not to hurt her, and she told him she liked the way
he handled her tits. Smiling excitedly, John told her he would be just as careful with her
cunt when he touched it, and when he sucked and lapped it and made her come.
"Greta must be a wonderful teacher," she told him while he sucked a luscious tit while
using both hands to fondle the soft globe.
But while John was so beautifully occupied, so was his sister, on the couch with Fred. He
spent only a little time sucking her little tits, had her suck on the head of his cock a little,
then he went down on her and kept her sighing as he lapped her tender little cunt and
found it surprisingly juicy for her age.
John knelt to take Brenda's panties down, alternately looking at her magnificently
rounded ass and the triangle of foliage which crowned her cunt, then she was stepping out
of the garment, lifting her legs high to allow him a few thrilling glimpses into her crotch.
"Would you like me to wash my pussy before you suck it, lover?" she asked, and ran a
hand into her crotch to give it a little rub.
"Oh no, please don't. I want to eat it just the way it is now."
Telling him he was a man of good taste, she got down on the floor with him, opened her
legs, and gave him her cunt to play with. He handled it beautifully, as well as any man
ever had, with the gentleness of a woman, she thought, then she got up on her hands and
knees so that he could have more to play with.
"Your asshole is so pink and pretty," he told her as he crouched to gaze at it. "Would you
like me to ream it with my tongue."
"Oh, you darling boy," she said with a little squeal of delight. "I haven't been reamed in
ages. That's one thing I haven't been able to teach my boys."
Holding her by the hips, he kissed and licked up and down her crack for a long time, then
pressed his lips to her anal ring and gave it a wet kiss. After that, he was ready to ream
her. He curled his tongue and heard her low, quavering groan as he worked it into the
tightness of her asshole and began the reaming. His tongue worked in and out of her hole
like an eager little prick, and she went wild with passion as he held her hips strongly and
went on tongue fucking her asshole.
Having her asshole reamed was Brenda's favorite sex act, but it was the one thing her
husband wouldn't do, and most of her sex partners also stopped short of that. She had one
woman friend who enjoyed reaming her, but she lived in a different city and Brenda
didn't see her often. Because it was such a delight to her, she kept John's tongue up her
asshole for a long time before she allowed him to stop. When she did, he admitted that
his tongue was sore, then went on to tell her that he would ream her as often as she liked.
As for Fred, he couldn't get enough of sucking Jenny's tender young cunt. Each time she
climaxed, he would roll her over and play with her pretty ass while she rested, then he
would bring his mouth back to her cunt and lap her again. After his tongue had triggered
her fifth orgasm, she groaned that she was too raw to take another, and begged him to
stop for a while.
Hearing her plea, Greta joined them, told Fred to lie on his back, then she was kneeling
astride his face and fondling her big tits as she told him to get ready to eat a different
cunt. He proved to be a tireless cunt eater as she lowered her crotch onto his face and, as
he held her smooth ass with two hands, he devoured her juicy cunt. When she came, her
tits flew wildly as she rubbed her wet crotch all over his face, giving him the kind of
facial of which he never tired, leaving his face delightfully sticky.
The group kept changing partners, and as they did, Jenny discovered that Brenda too was
a lovely cunt lapper who worked gently and ardently, using a finger up her tight little
asshole while she ate her cunt, and Jenny lost track of the number of orgasms she had
achieved in the course of the wild, wonderful orgy.
When Cyril announced that it was time for some fucking, Jenny eagerly asked if he was
going to let her have one of the boys.
"Later, dear," he told her. "Before the boys get at any of these cunts, we men are going to
have our share. Fred is dying to get his big prick into you. He'll fuck you first, John will
screw Greta and, I'm going to give Brenda a hot meat injection."
As he listened, John wasn't exactly sad, but what he really wanted was to fuck Brenda,
whose cunt had tasted so delicious, but he consoled himself with the thought that she
would be with them all weekend, and he would get into her cunt often, both with his
tongue and his cock.
While the others watched, Fred took Jenny to the couch, and she sighed warmly as she
lay back and opened her legs wide for him, her little-girl cunt looking hot and horny.
Kneeling between her parted legs, he showed her his big, stiff cock, and she begged him
to fuck her.
He didn't keep her waiting long before he lowered himself onto her, found her slit, and
slowly stuffed it full of hard, throbbing prick. She groaned as the big cock stretched her
twat, but her groans were the sound of ecstasy, and she went on doing it as he slipped
cock to her a little at a time until it was buried to the hilt and she was crying for more.
Fred was more than six feet tall, and he looked like a giant as he hovered over the naked
little girl, panting as his prick throbbed in the tightness of her cunt, then he began
stroking very slowly, allowing her to feel each long stroke of his prick. He had been
fucking her for about five minutes when she cried out that she was going to come, then
she shrieked and her legs came up and wrapped around him as she climaxed again. But
her legs weren't strong enough to make him stop fucking, and as the spasms swept over
her, he switched from slow to fast, his prick pistoning in her little cunt, and then he was
grunting as he ground down on her and shot his big charge of man cream into her
churning belly. A little later, when he pulled his spent cock out of her snatch, Jenny
smiled, took the softening prick in her hand, then fed it into her mouth and washed it for
him. Then it was his turn to groan as her greedy mouth did wild things to his sensitized
pecker.
During the fuck, John had been playing with Greta's cunt and her beautiful big ass, so
that he was more than ready when she knelt on all fours and told him to get to work.
Squirming under her, he kissed her pussy and asshole, and then he knelt behind her and
groaned as he gave her his hard little cock and pressed his belly against her beautifully
smooth ass. It was his favorite position for fucking, and he showed it as he rode her, his
tummy spanking her big ass cheeks with each stroke, his hands holding and fondling her
well-fleshed hips lovingly.
As he had feared, he wasn't able to hold back nearly as long as he wanted to, not long
enough to give her the come he wanted. Then his little body was jerking against her bare
ass as he blasted his hot jism into the warm, wet pussy.
And then it was Cyril's turn. Of all the women he had fucked, Brenda was one of his
favorites. She had a wonderful way of sucking his cock with her cunt when he fucked
her, even better than Greta, who was great. He liked too, having Fred there to watch,
since Fred made it obvious how much he enjoyed watching another man fuck his wife.
Knowing Cyril's tastes, Brenda had him lie on his back, and then she knelt astride him
and slowly lowered her body until her cunt touched the head of his prick. She smiled as
Greta reached to help, guided Cyril's cock to her slit, then she slowly impaled herself on
it, and went on to give him a magnificent, slow fucking.
With only the twins dissenting, they agreed that they would take a break from sex for a
while so that it would be better when they resumed. The women donned bras and panties,
and then went into the kitchen to prepare a snack. While they did, the men poured drinks
for the group and the twins had to be content with just looking and thinking their
thoughts.
John chose to do his thinking in the kitchen, and it wasn't long before he realized that
they had been wise in declaring the halt. In their bras and panties, the women looked so
exciting that he sensed it wouldn't be long before he had another hard-on, and wondered
if he would beat the men to it.
There was plenty of room in the spacious kitchen, so they sipped drinks and chatted while
Greta and Brenda prepared the food.
With only the twins dissenting, they agreed that they would take a break from sex for a
while so that it would be better when they resumed. The women donned bras and panties,
and then went into the kitchen to prepare a snack. While they did, the men poured drinks
for the group and the twins had to be content with just looking and thinking their
thoughts.
John chose to do his thinking in the kitchen, and it wasn't long before he realized that
they had been wise in declaring the halt. In their bras and panties, the women looked so
exciting that he sensed it wouldn't be long before he had another hard-on, and wondered
if he would beat the men to it.
There was plenty of room in the spacious kitchen, so they sipped drinks and chatted while
Greta and Brenda prepared the food.
"What's it like when a boy fucks you, Brenda?" John asked, and stole a feel of her pantyclad
ass.
"It's great, dear, but it's also difficult to describe. In the first place, it's such a forbidden
act. I feel nice and naughty even before he starts."
"I understand," John told her. "It's how I feel when I see a girl tied up and I'm ready to
fuck her."
At his words, Fred's eyes widened, and he decided that in the course of the weekend, he'd
have a go at a girl as something new and different.
"I know how excited the animal is at the prospect of fucking a woman," Brenda went on,
"and that makes me even more excited. I tremble when he mounts me, then when he gets
his prick in, he doesn't just shove it up my cunt as a man would, he really rams it, gets
most of it in on the first shot. The fucking itself is delicious, so fast, and so brutal. All
animals are rough fuckers."
"Oh, Brenda," he said with a little squeal, "I can't wait to watch those big boys fucking!"
But anxious as he was, he, along with the others, had to wait until after they ate. The
women kept their bras and panties on, but Jenny remained naked, and made a point of
sitting in such a way that Fred could see her little twat.
After eating, the adults had a round of drinks to set them up for the performance, and
cocks began to get stiff again as they played, causing panty crotches to get moist. Then
they agreed it was time to put the show on the road.
While Fred went to call the boys, John unhurriedly took Greta's bra and panties off for
her, fondling her lovely body as he did, then he went to Brenda and did the same for her.
When he was finished, he saw the two women move into a passionate embrace. Between
kisses, they talked of how often they would make love to each other over the weekend.
Their hands kept moving over lovely ass cheeks, and John saw that his cock had come to
life fully, and that it was twitching with desire.
When Fred returned with the big animals, an air of tension seemed to grow in the room,
and the boys looked eagerly at the naked women as though they knew why they had been
brought into the house and were very pleased with the idea.
The boys sat obediently while Brenda had Greta and Jenny sit side by side on the edges
of plain kitchen chairs and open their crotches wide. One of the boys licked his jowls and
both appeared eager to go to work, but they were so well trained that they would not
move without being told to do so.
Going to her boys, Brenda crouched between them and began playing with their cocks. It
required only a little such play before their cocks began to emerge from the hairy sheaths.
"When they're ready to fuck you," Brenda told the woman and girl, "these skins will peel
back over their cocks and their pricks will look enormous, but you won't see them
because my beautiful lovers will already have mounted your asses and they'll get into you
so fast you won't believe it."
"I want to get fucked by a boy, but I want to see it too," Jenny said with a little frown.
Taking Fred with him, Cyril went to get some big mirrors, which they positioned so that
both the females would be able to watch the reflection of their fucking.
On command, the boys hurried to the seated couple. Jenny's body jerked as the cold snout
went into her crotch, and then she groaned, just as Greta did, when the well-trained
animal began licking her cunt. It felt so good that Jenny thought she would faint.
"Can they lick enough to make you have a come?" she asked Brenda.
"I'm still training them on that. Sometimes they do, but other times they keep stopping
and that spoils it. They're smart, though, and they'll learn to give me a good lapping when
I want it."
Both animals lapped for a while, then they seemed to lose interest, so Brenda told them to
sit and they did, staring into the wide-open crotches. Fred had watched many boys
fucking of his wife and other women, and he knew all about the art, so he was able to
help his wife position Jenny and Greta, kneeling on all fours, their white asses beautifully
presented to the big boys.
"What would happen if the boy got into the wrong hole by mistake?" Jenny asked, eager
for the fucking to get started.
"I guess you'd just get buggered," Brenda replied with a grin. "I know a man who keeps a
big boy just for that purpose. His boy fucks him a couple of times a week and he loves it.
Don't worry though, it's your hot little cunt that's going to get stretched in a minute. My
boys really know their stuff."
Checking the positions of the two, Brenda noticed that Jenny's ass was a little too low, so
she had the girl lower her head and raise her ass a bit so that the boy would be able to get
at her slit. Then she went to the, animals and had them stand. Crouching beside them, she
played with their cocks a little more, while Greta and Jenny checked the mirrors and
found that they could see what they wanted.
"Are you both ready for your boy fuckings now?" Brenda asked, and the two assured her
they were ready and very anxious.
Taking one boy by the collar, Brenda led it to Greta, and the animal sniffed at her crotch
as she trembled with anticipation.
"Are you sure you want to go through with this, dear?" Fred asked Jenny as he noticed
that she too was trembling. "It isn't too late to change your mind. You could look at
Brenda and Greta getting it instead."
"Oh no, please... please, let one of them fuck me! I'm so horny for it!"
"All right the two of you," Fred said, and looked at his wife, "ready... here come your
boy... one... two... three," he counted, and then commanded the boys to fuck.
The boys, King and Kong, needed no urging as they went into action while the others
stared, wild with hot arousal. Kong paused to sniff Greta's crotch a little more, but King
lunged, and Jenny gave a little squeal as he mounted, and she saw what Brenda had
meant about his cock.
Reflected in the mirror, she saw the skin peel right back off his cock, and his tool looked
almost white, with a lot of blue veins. It was so much bigger than she had expected as she
saw him jabbing in midair as he moved into position, then she saw the other animal
mounting Greta's big, white ass.
At almost the same moment, both boys found their targets. A little gasp broke from Jenny
as the animal rammed a good three inches of cock into her cunt with one jab, then quickly
fed her the rest and began fucking her. Greta gasped too as, for the first time in her life,
she thrilled to the feel of a big animal mounted on her ass, his cock ramming into her twat
with more force than any man had ever shown.
While the audience watched, panting and urging the animals on, John played with
Brenda's ass and hot pussy, hoping that after the boy fucking, she would kneel and let
him fuck her in that position.
Woman and girl kept panting and whimpering as the animals fucked them, their strong
pricks going so fast that they could barely be seen. As Jenny watched the reflection, she
couldn't believe that anything could be so thrilling.
She made the act even more exciting by pretending that she had been walking in the
woods and that the boy had attacked her and had torn her clothing off with his teeth and
claws so that she was being excitingly raped.
Greta too was delighted with the fucking she was taking, but she didn't require any
fantasy. It was more than enough that the monster was fucking her faster than any man
ever had, and she heard him panting with pleasure just as she was. She had feared that a
boy fuck would be a quick thing, lasting less than a minute, but she soon saw that she was
wrong as the big boy kept humping her, his cock feeling bigger and better with each
stroke. Then she felt him step up the pace, slipping it to her in shorter, faster strokes, and
she guessed that he was going to fire his boy jism into her.
A second later, he stopped stroking and she could feel him jerking on her ass. Deep inside
her cunt, she felt the juice spurting and she sighed, sad that the fuck was finished.
Hearing Jenny's excited panting, Greta turned and saw that her boy was jerking against
her little ass and shooting his jism deeply into her cunt. For just a moment, Greta thought
she saw pain registered on the face of the girl, and then she realized that it was nothing
but passion and ecstasy, which so contorted her features.
The fucking finished, the big boys dismounted, and in unison, each turned and licked his
well-used cock, seeming to have no further interest in the females.
"Male chauvinist pigs," Greta said as she got to her feet. "Take what you want from a
woman, then just turn your back on her."
But it was only pretended scolding, and Greta was so delighted about it all that she
promised herself she was going to get a trained boy or two, for those times when she
wanted something different. She had a strong hunch that she would never tire of being
fucked by a boy.
"Brenda, let me be your boy and fuck you," John said impulsively, and she smiled at him,
and then dropped to her knees as Fred took the boys outside again.
John crouched to admire his partner from behind, and then he gave a growl. Jenny felt a
fresh surge of arousal in her little pussy as she watched her brother playing the boy role,
then he was mounted on Brenda's beautiful ass, humping in midair until his cock found
her cunt and he jabbed it into her, finding her as hot and wet as he had expected.
He fucked as fast as he could, though it still was not as fast as the boys had done, and
while he humped her, he alternately panted and growled. He loved the game, and vowed
he would play it often in the future.
Because he had gone off so shortly before, John was able to enjoy a long ride on Brenda's
satiny ass, so long that he triggered a lovely orgasm for her, and while it rocked her body,
he remained pressed tightly against her ass. When it was over, he resumed his humping,
and heard Brenda pant that he was as good and as exciting as a real boy. He sensed that
she was flattering him, but that didn't matter. Nothing mattered when he felt the charge
building strongly in his loins, then he was jerking on her lovely white ass as he pumped
his hot boy jism strongly into his beautiful, silken-skinned bitch, and their sighs mingled
in the otherwise quiet room.
CHAPTER SIX
The twins developed beautifully in every aspect. They passed their high school finals
with excellent marks, and decided against going on to college. John's physical
development made him laugh when he thought of how he had once wanted to be a
jockey. At nineteen, he stood just over six feet and weighed a solid one seventy-five. He
enjoyed plenty of exercise around the farm, in addition to the bedroom variety, so that he
looked like an athlete, in perfect condition.
Jenny had done a beautiful job of growing up too. She stood five-ten and had a
magnificent figure. Her tits had developed to the point where they required a thirty-eight
C bra to contain them, though their firmness was such that they required no support. Like
her brother, she retained the perfectly silken skin they'd had in childhood. John wished
his skin were not so perfect, but Jenny was delighted with it.
Usually, Jenny and John slept together in one room, while Cyril and Greta slept in
another. Once a week or so, they would change partners for a night. There had been a
time when Jenny had sex with her brother only because she felt it was the thing to do, but
as John developed into manhood, he became every bit as thrilling a partner as her uncle,
with the added advantage that he could get his cock up and off much more frequently,
and it wasn't unusual for him to get off four or five charges a day, every one of them first
class.
John became more and more devoted to farming and horse breeding, so much so that he
took much of the work off his uncle's hands. Jenny, the better student, found no such
interests to occupy her time, so that beyond sex and reading, she had little to do and too
much time to think and to feel restless, as though she should be doing something. When it
was time for a sex session, she was all for it, but between sessions she was frequently
bored, and in those times, she was rarely her old, bright, smiling self.
"I think," Cyril told Greta one afternoon when they were alone in the house, "that when
she reaches twenty and gets her hands on that money, she's going to leave here and go to
live with her Uncle Dwight and Eva."
"You sound concerned, dear," Greta told him. "Sure, she's a nice little package of meat
and all that, but life will go on without her. If you want a young playmate, I'm sure we
can find you one."
"Damn it, Greta, it isn't that. She could be easy picking for Dwight."
"Are you worried about her money or jealous that he'll get into her panties?" Greta asked
teasingly.
"Don't be silly. He may be my brother, but that doesn't mean I have to like him. I'd just
hate to see him clean her out. He doesn't deserve it."
"Let's let it drop, dear," Greta said. "If Jenny decides to leave, she'll leave. There's really
nothing we can do about it, so let's not worry. You can be sure John won't want to leave."
"I know that and I'm glad. He's turned into a damn fine young man. Still, if she does
leave us, I'd sure like to get up that tight little ass of hem first."
"She does have a funny thing about not wanting that, doesn't she?"
"It's not so funny to me. She's been stalling me for years. If I find out she's really leaving,
I can promise you she won't get out of here without getting that beautiful ass well
fucked," Cyril said with feeling, and the urge became so strong to ass-fuck his niece that
he knew it was going to happen soon, even if it took the form of back door rape.
Although he couldn't be sure of it, Jenny was very definite on the matter in her own mind.
She saw it as being wrong that Cyril enjoyed a life of luxury, giving nothing to society,
while her Uncle Dwight, who had so little, gave so much of his time and energy to
advance causes in which he believed, causes related to the poor and the oppressed. She
had spent a week with her uncle and his family and liked all of them.
Her twentieth birthday was still four months away, and until then, she planned on keeping
her thoughts to herself, not even sharing them with her brother, but then fate stepped in
and took a hand, again in the form of death.
Word was received that Dwight had been killed in a traffic accident. For Jenny, even
greater a tragedy than his death was the fact that Aunt Eva had two young boys and little
money to cope. When she suggested to Cyril that he offer financial help, he was adamant
in his refusal. They were not his responsibility and that was that. He refused to even
discuss it with her.
Along with Jenny and John, Cyril drove to the city where his brother had lived. When
they met the widow, an attractive woman in her thirties, Jenny was shocked by his
patronizing attitude, which she knew to be totally insincere. Whether for that reason or
not, Jenny took an instant liking to the woman, and sensed it was returned in full
measure.
The house was a modest one and not well furnished, but it was neat and clean. Since
Eva's children were boys of eighteen and eighteen, Jenny guessed that she did all the
work herself.
After the funeral, Cyril complained that he was not feeling well and returned to the hotel.
John went with him, but Jenny went to the house with her aunt and the children. When
the boys went to their room, Jenny and her aunt had a chance to talk, and they took
advantage of it, Eva doing most of the talking.
Soon, words were pouring from her, words which told of an unhappy marriage and home
life, of a husband who devoted all his time and energy to causes and ignored his wife and
children.
"They didn't even cry when they heard he was dead," Eva said.
"Did you?" Jenny asked.
"Na. I was shocked, I suppose, but there were no tears. I guess I used them all up during
those lonely nights when I hungered for what every wife has the right to expect."
"What are you going to do now?"
"I'll get a job. I have a feeling that my life will be better, once I get things worked out.
For one thing," she added with a brave little smile, "I'm not going to waste time feeling
sorry for myself."
"Good for you. Is there going to be another man?"
"I doubt that very much. In learning to look after my needs by myself, I suppose I've
turned off men."
"You're too young for that, Aunt Eva. You also seem to have a great figure. I'm sure there
will be offers and some of them will look better than your index finger."
Eva laughed at that. "You're not a virgin, are you, Jenny?"
"No. I've experienced a lot of things and enjoyed them all."
"That's isn't surprising, considering that you're living with him. How old were you when
you started?"
"Eighteen. Are you horrified?"
"No, you know I'm not."
"The first night, we watched through the key hole. They played and sucked and fucked. It
was terribly exciting. John and I went back to my room after that. We took our clothes off
and played. After that, Greta seduced John and then me. It was wild. It's been an orgy for
seven years. Have you ever been fucked by a boy, Eva?"
"My God! You make me feel like, an innocent little girl, and I'm your aunt. No, I've
never been fucked by a boy. I've never made out with a woman either. How is it?"
"Beautiful. Women understand better than men. Sure, a tongue may be shorter and softer
than a prick, but when it's used right, oooohhhh."
"I don't understand what's happening to me, Jenny. You're my niece, my husband has just
been buried a few hours ago and yet, I'm..." She stopped and her face flushed.
"I can understand that, Eva. Would the boys disturb us if we went to your room to talk?"
Jenny asked as she felt heat flaring in her cunt.
"No, but there's a room in the basement. It will be better."
As Eva got to her feet, Jenny enjoyed a quick flash of nylon-sheathed thighs, and told
herself that in just a few minutes, her face would be between those thighs, her mouth
mashing on a hot, juicy cunt, her tongue lapping.
She followed her aunt to the basement. They went into a room and the door closed behind
them. Licking her lips, Jenny took her aunt into her arms and their mouths met hungrily.
Their kiss was one of fierce passion. When Jenny brought her tongue into play, Eva did
the same, then Jenny's hands were on the back of her aunt's dress and she was rubbing ass
cheeks which felt firm and smooth and exciting, then Jenny felt hands fondling her ass,
and passion flared another notch as she pulled and their bodies pressed tightly.
"I've never been kissed like that," Eva whispered in awe. "Show me, Jenny. Teach me
everything. Jesus, I've never felt this horny, not ever!"
"I'll strip first," Jenny said, taking a step back, "then I'll undress you. It's going to be
beautiful for both of us, you'll see."
As she removed her dress, Jenny saw passion in her aunt's eyes, then she took her bra off
and the woman gasped.
"I've never seen a pair like that, Jenny. I knew you were beautiful, I just didn't know how
beautiful."
"In a little while, you'll be fondling and sucking these tits, Eva. You're going to like that a
lot. Your body is so ready for it all."
Turning to drop her bra on the chair, Jenny kept her back to the woman, then slowly
pushed her panties down to bare the perfect cheeks of her ass. As she bent to step out of
the panties, she showed the smooth, hairless crack, then she dropped her panties, turned
and slowly rubbed her cunt as she licked her lips, her big tits rising and falling with her
labored breathing, then she went to her aunt and took her in her arms for another searing
kiss. As their lips met, two hands caught the cheeks of Jenny's ass and fondled lovingly
for a long, lovely time, before Jenny broke the embrace and began undressing her aunt.
Eva trembled as she stood in a black bra and half-slip while Jenny carefully folded her
dress over the back of the chair.
"I like the way you fill that bra, Eva, and I can see that it's real. I'll give your tits a sweet
sucking, one that you'll feel right in your cunt," Jenny said, and squeezed both cups,
finding their contents as firm as she had expected.
"Jenny, I'd die if you were to stop now."
"I'm not going to stop, Eva, and neither are you. Let me see how you fill your panties."
Jenny pushed the half-slip down and saw that Eva's panties were sheer black nylon, and
that they clung to a lush body, the tummy slightly rounded. Dropping the slip, she cupped
both plump cheeks of her ass and squeezed firmly.
"My ass is too big," Eva said. "I'll diet and take some weight off."
"This is a beautiful ass. I'm going to kiss it and lick it and really make you squirm. If you
take one ounce off it, I'll spank it back on. Now let's see what yummies you're hiding in
that bra," Jenny added, and her hands rubbed slowly up her aunt's back until she found
the hooks of the bra and opened them.
"What a pair of tits!" Jenny enthused as she dropped the bra and reached for the naked tits
with both hands, fondling them lovingly.
"Oh, Jenny," the woman said with a sigh, "it's been so long. You're so gentle. So exciting.
Oh, God, how you handle my tits. I feel like I'm going to come."
"You are going to, and you're going to do it often," Jenny told her, and then opened her
mouth wide, bent and sucked a silken tit into it. While she sucked and fondled the big tits,
Eva kept moaning in passion, her body jerking hotly.
"Oh, Jenny... I... I can't stand it... oh oh... uh!" Eva panted.
"I understand, Eva," Jenny told her, and her hands went to the clinging panties. "I'll take
your panties off and give you what you need right now. Later, we'll play."
She peeled the panties down hurriedly, and then guided her aunt onto the bed. Positioning
her ass on the edge, she raised and parted the woman's legs and stared into the hotlooking
crotch and licked her lips.
Dropping to her knees on the carpet beside the bed, Jenny slowly felt her way up her
aunt's legs and thighs as the woman panted and groaned. Then the tips of her fingers
moved lightly over the soft, warm cunt ups, and she felt Eva's body jerk strongly. With
the same deft touch, she parted the lips and looked into the wet, juicy-looking cunt.
Bringing her mouth close to it, she exhaled warm, moist breath onto her aunt's pussy,
heard another low groan of passion, then her mouth was on the cunt, and Eva stuffed the
heel of a hand into her mouth to stifle her shriek of passion as Jenny began sucking her
snatch.
Jenny sucked only briefly, finding the cunt juicy and very tasty, then, knowing what Eva
needed so badly, she found the hard cunt and began licking it. While she licked, her
hands rubbed everywhere they could reach, from thighs to tits as her aunt squirmed and
moaned, waiting for the rocket ride to heaven which came closer with each lick of the
knowing tongue. And then her orgasm arrived in a blinding explosion.
Throwing herself onto the bed and away from her niece, Eva buried her face in the pillow
and cried her cries of ecstasy into it. She knelt with her ass arched high and swaying. It
was a sight Jenny couldn't resist, so she got onto the bed, held her aunt by the wellfleshed
hips, and began covering the cheeks and crack of her ass with kisses and wet
licks. As the orgasm began to pass, her face pressed hotly between the cheeks of her
aunt's ass and she kissed her asshole lovingly.
"Oh my God, Jenny, did all that really happen?" Eva asked a little later, her eyes wet and
shining with joy.
"Not only did it happen," Jenny told her as she lay beside her and lightly rubbed her
tummy, "but it was only the beginning. That cunt lapping was just to take away the edge.
Now we'll go back to the beginning and work ourselves up again. Did you like that little
cunt lapping?"
"I can't describe how I felt, can't even begin to. That was the first time in my life."
"You mean with a woman?"
"With anyone. I've never had my cunt lapped before. I've never even had it kissed. Oh my
God, what I've been missing!"
"You won't be missing it from now on," Jenny told her, and her hand moved slowly down
to the warm crotch, gently rubbing the warm, wet cunt which still tingled from the
lovingly lapping.
"But you'll be going back, won't you? With him?"
"We'll talk about that later, Eva. Just take my word for it that you're going to have your
cunt lapped often and you're going to love sucking mine. Relax now while I finger your
pussy a little and suck your tits. You think you're horny now, but you haven't even
started."
While she sucked a big tit, Jenny fingered her aunt's pussy beautifully, alternating
between getting the finger all the way in to diddle, and stroking on and around her clit
which was still highly sensitized, so that Eva went on moaning and writhing as passion
mounted. When Eva panted that she was going to come again, Jenny went on stroking her
passion bud, and then her ass was jerking on the sheet as she climaxed for the second
time.
"I've done it to myself with my finger, often," Eva said, her face hotly flushed, "but it was
never as good as that. Oh, Jenny, I still can't believe it!"
"No? Then maybe you should work on me for a while," Jenny told her as she took her
own left tit in hand, squeezed it, then partially turned over and delivered it to the mouth
which opened wide to receive it. "That's it, Eva darling," she panted, "suck my tit. Suck
my big tit and make me squirm. Oh Jesus, yes, that's the way to suck! When you finish
with my tits, I'll give you my hot cunt to suck. You're going to love sucking my tasty
little cunt. It will be nice and juicy and hot for your mouth and tongue!"
Although she'd had her own tits sucked and had enjoyed it, Eva was amazed and
delighted to discover the thrill of sucking the tits of another woman, especially such firm,
beautiful ones. She sucked one for a long time, then switched to the other, her hands,
eagerly fondling while her mouth worked, then she began to kiss her way down her
niece's smooth tummy, pausing when she reached her navel to tongue there for a few
seconds, then her lips were grazing in Jenny's pussy bush, and she saw the girl's crotch
opening wide.
At the sight of Jenny's little cunt, Eva felt her heart pounding hard. There was just a faint
perfume of musk, and as she inhaled it, Eva felt passion flaring more hotly. The little
pink lips looked so soft, so tender and warm. Eva's groan of passion was muffled in
Jenny's crotch as mouth and cunt made contact and she sucked greedily while her hands
explored silken thighs and asscheeks, and then it was Jenny's turn to groan in passion.
Jenny was overjoyed to see how easily her aunt had been seduced, and how naturally she
lapped cunt. She did it so well that it wasn't long before Jenny felt the tension, which told
her, she was going to come, and that it was going to be a honey. When the big orgasm
came, it was one of those beauties, which went all the way to the tips of her fingers and
toes, and left her purring like a very contented kitten.
But one orgasm wasn't enough for Jenny, given her state of arousal, and Eva speed that
she could use at least one more.
"Then I'll show you how we can lap each other at the same time," Jenny told her aunt.
"Is that what's called sixty-nine?"
"That's right, and it's a beautiful number. Here, let me position you, like this, that's it.
Now I'll put my crotch in your face, like uh this and I'll get your cunt in my mouth, like
this," she said, and then their sighs were muffled as they sucked and lapped each other's
cunts while their hands played other games and silken thighs rubbed warm faces.
Both women came at almost the same time, and wet crotches rubbed on flushed faces as
their naked bodies jerked through strong orgasms until the final spasms passed and left
them both glowing.
Although she wanted more of the same, Eva decided they should go back upstairs before
the boys became so curious that they would come looking for her, so they got dressed,
shared one more kiss, then went upstairs where, despite her best efforts, Eva couldn't hide
her glow of happiness, a look her sons had never seen on her face before.
"Why don't you invite me to live with you for a while, Eva?" Jenny asked.
"You must be kidding. You wouldn't give up your plush, sexy life at the farm to live in
this dump."
"Then why do you think I suggested it? We don't have to live in this house. I'm just
months away from coming into tons of money. We can get a bigger place, one that would
give us all the privacy we need."
"My God, Jenny, that sounds so beautiful, especially after what you just showed me, but
why would you do such a thing?"
"I don't know, because I like you, I guess, and because I hate to see you in the mess you
are. I'm not saying I'll stay forever, but let's just say we'll live together as long as it suits
the two of us."
"Oh, Jenny, I can't believe it! I don't think he's going to like that very much. It's obvious
he doesn't like it."
"It doesn't matter what Cyril thinks about it. I'm a big girl now. Besides, for a long time
now, he's been determined td get his cock up my ass, and I don't want it that way. It
frightens me. If I stay there much longer, I'm afraid he's going to force..."
"Jenny, you're an angel. How beautiful life could be if you'd come to live here. You're
sure the kids won't bother you?"
"I'm positive," Jenny said, and recalled how sex had delighted her at eighteen, and
thought of how she was going to seduce the two boys and, if her plans worked out, get
them into their mother's bed as well, into her bed and her cunt too.
On the way back to the farm, Jenny said nothing of her plans, but Cyril sensed that things
were happening, things he was not going to like. He had observed that she had been
perspiring when she returned to the hotel, and her cunt had been very moist when he felt
it.
Since Jenny didn't know anyone else in that city, he could only suppose that she had been
for a ramp in the hay with the widow, but that struck him as being unlikely, especially
since it was the day of her late husband's funeral.
"What did you two find to talk about that took so long?" Cyril asked as he drove the car
at a steady eighty miles an hour.
"Oh, just things. I like Eva a lot, and I can't understand why you don't."
"It's not that I don't like her, dear. I've hardly met her. Remember, I rarely saw Dwight
either, even though we were brothers. Could it be that you're thinking of leaving your
happy home?"
"I'm thinking of going to live with Eva for a while."
"Oh, Jenny, don't do that," her brother said with obvious feeling.
"It doesn't have to be forever, and it's only a few hours by car," Jenny told him. "Right
now she's broke and lonely and I think I could help her a lot."
"She invited you?" Cyril asked, suspicious.
"No. It was my idea. It happened while I was seducing her."
"Christ, so I was right in my guess about you having gotten into her panties," Cyril said
in surprise, and slowed the car to a stop, then asked John to take over the driving while he
sat in back with Jenny. "I never dreamed pious-looking Eva was a swinger. How was
she?"
"Yummy. She had never swung that way before. She seemed upset, so we talked about a
lot of things and it just happened gradually. Once I felt it going that way, I played it slow
and easy. We went to a bedroom and it was all rockets and beautiful music from there on.
She told me she'd never even had her cunt kissed by a man, let alone sucked by a woman.
She's really hooked on it."
"Christ, what a horny bitch you are, Jenny," Cyril said, and reached under her dress to
feel his way up to her crotch where, he found her panties were still moist.
"Please reconsider, Jenny," John asked. "I'd really hate to see you leave."
"Thanks, John, you're sweet and I love you, but Eva really needs someone right now,
someone like me. If you wish, all of you, I could bring her to the farm from time to time
and we could all fuck."
"Including those two little boys?" Cyril asked.
"Probably. Mind you, once she finds out that I've fucked her little dears, she may get mad
and throw me out of the house."
"Or call the cops and have you put in jail," Cyril told her.
"I doubt that very much, Cyril. I think that before very long, she'll be opening her pussy
for their hard little cocks. I think I have her hooked enough so that she'll want to try
anything and everything."
"And you think she'll go as far as incest?" Cyril asked.
"That isn't really so far out, is it, Uncle Cyril?" she asked, and grinned.
When they reached the farm, Greta took the news of Jenny's, impending departure
gracefully. Like the others, she expressed a wish that Jenny would change her mind, but
sensed that it wasn't going to happen.
"You have your own life to live, Jenny," Greta told her, and put an arm around her waist.
"I'll miss you and I want you to know I'll always be glad to see you come back, whether
to visit or to stay. I imagine your uncle feels the same way."
"Of course I do," he said promptly, and then he went to pour drinks for them, ending the
conversation.
A little later, Cyril announced that he was too tired for sex that night and went to bed.
Jenny gave John and Greta a detailed description of her seduction of Eva, and answered
all their questions.
Story telling led to other thing, and then the three of them were naked and fucking.
Before they decided to call it a night, John had proven himself the perfect stud again by
fucking both of them.
Cyril woke with a hard-on in the morning, and he looked at Greta's big, white ass as she
lay partially face down beside him. He felt an urge to wake her and slip his cock between
the big cheeks of her ass, but he turned it off. In just a little while, he promised himself,
he would get his cock up a beautiful ass, but it would be Jenny's. He had let her keep her
asshole virginal for too long, and now that she was leaving, it was time to change that.
Admiring Greta's ass as she slept, he thought of Jenny's, and of how he was going to get
his prick into it. Slipping silently out of bed, he walked softly to the room where the
twins were still sleeping. As he drew the sheet back, he was delighted to see that Jenny
was lying face down, her head resting on her arms. It was a strange position for sleeping,
he thought, but it displayed her lovely ass excitingly, and his hard prick throbbed as he
gazed fondly at her crack, and thought of how it was going to feel when he ass-fucked her
for the very first time. She would be tight, he told himself, and would perhaps cry and
beg for mercy. That would make the act even more thrilling.
Resisting the urge to put his hands on her ass, sensing it would wake her, he slipped out
of the room and went to shower and dress. His cock stayed hard all through the shower,
and even after he was dressed, the front of his pants bulged strongly.
Greta wanted to go shopping in the city that morning and he had planned to take her, but
under his plan for Jenny, John was going to be the driver so that he would be off the
scene and unable to help his sister.
Neither Greta nor John suspected anything as he presented them with a list of things he
needed, a list which meant visiting many shops so that the trip would take a long time,
more time than he needed to carry out the plan that would lead to his cock being buried
deep between the beautiful cheeks of Jenny's ass.
Minutes after Greta and John left, Cyril went to his study and picked up an illustrated
magazine devoted to bondage. Showing it to Jenny, he suggested they go to his room and
look at it together.
"So that's why you sent them to town, is it?" she asked, smiling.
"Of course. Since I won't have you around much from now on, I want to have you to
myself as much as I can. You don't mind, do you?"
"Mind? You must be kidding, Uncle Cyril. When I'm gone, I'm going to miss you a lot,"
she told him, her left hand going to the front of his pants and squeezing his stiff cock.
"Mmm, you're really in the mood for fun and games."
"Are you?"
"You better believe it. I seem to have a permanent case of hot cunt."
Reaching under her dress as she opened her legs, he stroked the crotch of her panties and
found that her pussy was very warm indeed.
Sitting on the brass, four-poster bed, they looked through the magazine together,
commenting on various pictures showing women bound in a wide variety of positions.
"Greta and I used to play the bondage game often," Cyril told her. "She especially liked
this position," he said, showing her a picture of a naked woman lying on her back, her
legs raised back over her body, her wrists bound behind her knees so that she was totally
vulnerable, her cunt and asshole nicely presented.
"Sometimes," he explained, "I'd fuck her while she was tied up like that. Other times, I'd
finger her cunt or, if I felt really freaky, I'd just look at her and play with myself for a
long time. After I reached the stage where I couldn't bold my charge back I'd jerk off and
shoot my jism all over her. That really used to drive her wild. I don't know why we
haven't done it in so long. How would you like to play it with me?"
"Sure. It sounds like fun. Do you want me to undress now?"
"No. First, I'll tie you up with all your clothes on. I like that a lot."
Going to the dresser, he got the silk drape ties he had put there earlier, and then he had
her lie on the bed. He tied her wrists behind her back, and then tied her ankles together.
After that, he told her how beautiful she looked as he pushed the hem of her dress back so
that he could see her panties, then he stripped naked and waved his cock at her.
Sitting on the bed beside her, he opened the front of her dress and played with the cups of
her bra, telling her how helpless she looked.
"I feel so vulnerable," she told him. "This game is really wild. Are you going to tie me up
naked later?"
"Yes. This is really turning me on. I'm going to tie you up in a lot of different positions.
We'll make believe that I'm a rapist. I've kidnapped you and you are my helpless victim.
When I can't wait any longer, I'll rape you. You'll plead and cry, but you'll be helpless
and I'll sink my cock in your cunt."
"Oh yes! I'll cry all the time you're fucking me. We'll pretend I'm a virgin. Oh, Christ, this
is going to be fun!"
Untying her then, he had her lie on the bed. Cyril had never played the bondage game
before, but the pictures in the magazine gave him plenty of ideas, and Jenny's enthusiasm
gave him all the inspiration he needed. He gradually undressed her until she was naked
except for her garter belt and nylons, which he decided to leave on.
"Oh, Cyril, I hope you'll fuck me soon!" she panted as she lay face up on the bed, and her
uncle tied her wrists and ankles to the four posts. Then he placed two pillows under her
ass.
"Yes, you tender little virgin," Cyril told her as he knelt between her legs, his cock
throbbing in his right hand. "I'm going to give you a sample of my cock right now. I'm
going to push it slowly up your little cunt and stretch you."
"Oh no, you mustn't do that! I'm a virgin! Please don't fuck me! Please let me go home to
my mummy!"
"When you go home to your mummy, little girl, you won't be a virgin. I'm going to fuck
you plenty before I'm finished with you. I'm going to fuck you, make you suck my big
prick, everything. What a sweet little cunt you have," he went on as he began to stroke it.
Then his fingers parted the pink cunt lips and she began to cry. She did it so convincingly
that he feared his balls would explode if he didn't soon get his rocks off, and then he told
himself to wait so that he could enjoy the game longer.
"Go ahead and cry, little girl," he told her as he slowly lowered himself onto her naked
body. "I love to hear a little girl wailing while I rape her. I'm going to rape you now. Here
comes my big cock to fuck your little cunt. You're helpless, aren't you? There's nothing
you can do. Feel my big cock in your crotch? In a minute, you'll feel it pushing up your
virginal little cunt and fucking you."
While she continued to cry and plead for mercy, Cyril rubbed the head of his cock over
the lips of her cunt, then he slowly pushed it between them, into her tight, nicely
lubricated slit, and she cried more loudly. He trembled, his body and mind wild with
desire, then he pushed the head right into her and she cried out with pretended fear.
Slowly, panting with passion, he fed cock into her lovely cunt. Jenny made her pleading
and crying so convincing, that it was easy for him to believe that he had a virginal little
girl tied on the bed as he pushed the final inch of prick into her, then sighed and pressed
down heavily on her perspiring body, allowing his cock to throb in her hot cunt as she
went on begging him to let her go.
He had almost forgotten himself, and when he remembered the real purpose of the game,
he hurriedly pulled his prick out of her cunt and knelt up.
"Oh, Cyril, if you don't stick your cock back in me and fuck me, I'll really cry, and I
won't be kidding. Jesus, I'm so horny!"
"So am I, baby," he told her as he untied her. "I'm going to fuck you soon, but I want to
try a couple more positions first. This is the wildest fucking game I've ever played."
As he finished untying her, he put a hand in her crotch, rubbed her cunt for a few
seconds, and then slipped a finger into her slit. He found her clit, and then he was
stroking it as she groaned with passion.
When he sensed that she was close to orgasm, he shifted his position, fastened his mouth
to the warm pussy and began lapping. Jenny climaxed strongly, and her cries filled the
room as her long legs scissored high in the air.
And then for Cyril, there could be no more waiting. He had her stand at the foot of the
bed and tied one ankle to each post, and then he placed a pillow over the brass rail and
had her bend over it. Taking the long cords, he tied her wrists to the head of the bed,
checked to ensure that she was perfectly helpless, then smiled as he went to the dresser
and picked up the jar of lubricant.
"What are you getting that for, Uncle Cyril?" Jenny asked, a trace of alarm in her voice.
"To grease your tight little asshole, darling. It will help my prick slip in more easily. I've
wanted to fuck your beautiful ass for a long time, Jenny. Now I am going to do it. Of
course if you don't want me to get my prick up your ass, if you really don't want it, all
you have to do is run away."
"You bastard! You dirty, sneaky, filthy bastard!" she spat. "This whole game was just
your way of setting me up for this. That's why you sent John and Greta away."
"Right on all counts, Jenny," he told her as he put a finger in the jar, and then brought it
to her little pink asshole. Her hole was tight as he pushed the finger in to lubricate it,
diddling her and telling her how good it was going to feel when his cock was there
instead of his finger.
Knowing that there was nothing she could do, Jenny stopped cursing him and decided to
submit. Angered that she refused to plead or cry, Cyril looked at her lovely arched ass
and considered using a leather belt to bring tears, but he decided against it. She was going
to be angry enough as it was and so, probably, would John.
Guiding the head of his cock to her asshole, Cyril teased her for a few seconds, then
pushed, and slowly forced the swollen head into her shit chute. He left it there for a few
seconds, and then began working it into her with slow jabs, panting as he worked the full
length of his cock up her ass. Then it was all in and he was pressed against her ass. Only
then did he realize he was beyond control, and all he could do was press tightly against
her as his jism blasted up her ass and he drained his balls.
"All right, you bastard, you got what you wanted, now get your fucking prick out of my
ass."
Suddenly, all the pleasure was gone, and he felt guilt and shame as he withdrew his cock
and prepared to untie her. Worst of all, he thought, he had just managed to get his cock
into her and hadn't managed even one stroke of fucking.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Jenny was still angry with her uncle when the others returned, and she told them what
had happened. Ashamed, Cyril left the room, wishing it were possible to undo what he
had done, aware that he had spoiled the warm friendship of more than seven years with
just one act which he hadn't really enjoyed.
"He shouldn't have done it, dear," Greta told her, "and I can see he's sorry now that he
did, but please try to understand and forgive him."
"It isn't going to be easy. It wasn't just an impulsive act, he had the whole thing planned,
even getting you and John off the scene."
"I know, dear, but try to see it his way. You have such a lovely ass. For years he's
watched it develop and hungered to fuck it. Now you announce that you're leaving. Time
was running out for him. If he didn't get up your asshole soon, it would be too late. I
suppose he just lost control of himself. One thing I know is that he's terribly ashamed of
himself now that it's over. I could see that on his face. What must make his guilt even
harder to bear is the fact that he loves you."
"You've got me all mixed up, Greta. It was easier when I was just angry with him. Now I
don't know what to say or think. You almost make me feel sorry for him."
"You don't need to, dear. What he did was wrong. If you could just forgive him, that
would be enough."
"All right, Greta. After all, he has been very good to John and me. Besides, my ass
doesn't feel so bad now. That makes it easier to be forgiving."
"Did it hurt?" Greta asked.
"I guess it wasn't really pain, but his cock is so big and it stretched me so. I thought he
would tear me."
"Didn't he grease your asshole before he slipped it to you, Jenny?"
"Yes, and I guess that helped."
"It surely did. Without lubricant, it would have hurt you a lot, but when a woman is
greased for it, it shouldn't hurt at all. In fact, I enjoy taking it up the ass once in a while,
just for a change."
"I don't think I'm ever going to like it. It just didn't do anything for me, nothing pleasant
anyway," Jenny added.
At lunch, with the others present, Cyril apologized to Jenny again and, accepting the
apology, she threw her arms around him and kissed him on the mouth.
"Thank you, darling," he said with feeling, "That was so nice. May I apologize to your
ass as well?"
When she laughingly agreed, he took her panties down while she held her skirt up, then
he had her bend from the waist. Kneeling behind her, he held her hips as he pressed his
face between her ass cheeks. For a long time, he remained there, kissing and licking her
asshole.
Over lunch, they chatted about Jenny's plans to live with the aunt and seduce her two
sons.
"The boys will be easy," Jenny assured them. "One look at me with my dress off and
they'll be panting for what I have to offer."
"I can believe that," Cyril told her. "What really jolts me is how easy Eva was, especially
if she's telling the truth about never having made out with a woman before."
"It surprised me too," Jenny said. "We were talking, I began getting horny, then I saw
something in her eyes."
"Weren't you afraid of making a mistake?" Greta asked.
"Not a bit. I knew I was right and that was that. I thought she'd freak out when I really got
her turned on. All the time I was eating her, she had to keep chewing on the heel of her
hand to keep from shrieking."
"Well, if you achieve your goal, she'll be able to shriek all she wants," Greta observed
with a grin.
"That's one of the things I'm going to tell her. God, I can't wait to watch two little boys
fucking their own mother!"
"I don't blame you. Are you going to teach them to suck the cunt through which they
came into the world?" Greta asked, her thighs rubbing together in passion.
"Naturally, I'll teach them to do it to me even before I let them fuck me, then they'll go
down on their mother and I'll be so horny I'll probably piss my pants."
"Speaking of horny," Greta told her, "that's where I'm at right now, and I'm getting hotter
by the second."
"I think we're all in the mood for fun and games," Cyril said, and pushed his chair back
from the table to get up. When he did, they all saw the bulge of a very strong hard-on, but
just in case they didn't, he took his cock out and waved it at them.
As though it were a signal, Greta and Jenny began undressing, and didn't stop until only
their garter belts and nylons remained. As though to show her uncle tat she was
completely over her anger at him, Jenny went to him, and he took her in his arms and
played with her ass while they kissed, and his prick throbbed against her smooth belly.
He held her after the kiss, then noticed two sausages on a plate on the table and had an
idea.
"I see there are a couple of sausages left, John," he said. "Would you care to eat one?"
"Are you kidding? What I want to eat now is that hot cunt between Greta's thighs."
"Well, I guess I'll just have to eat both of them myself. Come on, girls, bend over with
your hands on the table and your feet wide apart," Cyril said as he picked up one at the
sausages and wiped it with his napkin.
"What's this all about?" Jenny asked as she and Greta complied.
"What it's about is that sausages are fine as they are, but they can be so much tastier when
they've been marinated in a warm, juicy cunt."
"Ooh God," Jenny said, and trembled as she watched him squat beside Greta and
carefully work a sausage up her cunt.
After he had wiped the other sausage, he went to Jenny and really made her tremble as he
slowly worked the sausage into her pussy, being careful not to break it.
"Actually, wieners are much better for this," Cyril told them as he buried the sausage,
then patted Jenny's pussy, causing her to tingle all over. "Now then," he went on, "both of
you put your panties on and we'll go out in the sun and get nice and hot. A little touch of
sweat will add tang to the flavor of cunt juice."
They poured drinks and then went out to the grass beside the creek, choosing a sunny
area, then Cyril had Jenny open her crotch, and he began stroking the warm nylon
covering her cunt. It struck John as being the thing to do, and he found Greta in complete
agreement as she opened her legs for him and he felt that her crotch was very warm.
Later, when Cyril noticed that Jenny's skin was getting too pink, they went back into the
house, to the master bedroom where the women told them that their panties were not only
hot, but wet.
"Don't you think those sausages are marinated now?" Greta asked.
"A few minutes more," he replied. "I want just the right flavor."
"Are you going to let me change my mind and eat one?" John asked eagerly.
"By all means. You know I'm not a greedy man. You may eat Greta's while I have a real
meal in Jenny's cunt. When I say I'm going to eat, I mean that literally."
Following Cyril's suggestion, the women lay across the bed and opened their legs wide,
then Cyril knelt on the floor and looked at the wet crotch of Jenny's nylon panties while
John hurried into position in front of his partner.
Gently, Cyril stroked Jenny's panties, enjoying the wetness and warmth while John
reacted much the same way to the feel of Greta's panties, the softness of her cunt and the
relative hardness of the sausage which he could feel, soaking in the hot juices of her cunt.
"I think it's time to sample the flavor now and see if it's right," Cyril said, then moved his
face into Jenny's crotch. She groaned as he sucked on the crotch of her panties.
Trembling so that he almost lost his balance, John hurried his face to Greta's wide-open
crotch and sucked. He had sucked her panties before, but it had never been so thrilling,
not even the first time when he was a boy of eighteen, he thought as he sucked, the flavor
delicate but very exciting.
"All right, Johnny my boy," Cyril said, rubbing his hands with satisfaction, "our
delicacies have reached the perfect stage. Let's uncover these gourmet dishes and begin
eating before they get cold."
While the men peeled their panties off, both Greta and Jenny assured them there was no
danger of their getting cold, then the garments were out of the way and their cunts were
exposed, each showing the tip of a sausage between the tender, moist lips.
As he feasted his eyes on Greta's crotch, John was struck by the thought of how beautiful
a crotch could be, not just the cunt, but the inner thighs, the hair above, the cuntal slit and
the visible portion of ass cheeks and crack below.
Before they began eating, Cyril explained to John that he would have to be careful not to
break the sausage off inside the cunt, but that he should suck a little at a time into his
mouth and bite if off there.
When Cyril lowered his face into Jenny's crotch, John watched carefully and saw him get
the sausage between his lips and pulled a little of it out of her cunt, then chew off a small
bite. Confident that he could do it easily, he bent, brought his mouth to Greta's cunt, and
gave it a slow lick, starting from the bottom and licking his way up as she rubbed his face
with her thighs and made him tremble.
Ready to eat then, he nipped the sausage between his lips as his uncle had done and it
pulled out easily. He bit off a little piece, then knelt up to chew it so that the women
could see his obvious enjoyment of the lunch.
With much rubbing of smooth tummies, thighs and hips, the two men went on
withdrawing the sausages a little at a time and eating them until, quite a while later, they
had finished the beautifully marinated snacks.
"I like this restaurant," John said, and licked his lips.
"It's the best there is," Cyril replied. "I think I'll stay for dessert. This little pink cream
puff looks tender and very juicy..."
Since it seemed like the only thing to do under the circumstances, John returned his face
to Greta's warm crotch, and she rewarded him with a low, quavering moan as he began
licking and sucking her cunt. He found that there was still a flavor of sausage there, and
that it only added to the pleasure he found in lapping her hot, tasty, juicy cunt.
For a little while, the only sounds in the room were wet slurping and the sighs and low
groans of the women as they enjoyed their cunt lappings, but then Jenny added an
exciting new sound as she cried out in orgasm, her naked, shining body writhing and
jerking, then it was Greta who was grunting and groaning loudly as climax swept over
her.
"Why don't we have some sausage, too, Greta?" Jenny asked as she sat up and reached
for Cyril's stiff prick.
"What a lovely idea, dear," Greta agreed, and got off the bed.
When the women knelt side by side on the carpet, the men went to them and stood with
hands on their hips while their pricks were captured by gentle hands and guided to warm,
thrilling mouths which sucked beautifully, the two heads bobbing as the women worked
their mouths up and down the hard cock shafts until one after the other, Cyril and John
shot their loads into the greedily sucking mouths, giving both women generous drinks of
warm man cream which they swallowed with delight.
Jenny felt sad as she got into the new car her uncle had bought her and prepared to drive
to the city where Eva so eagerly awaited her. They had said their goodbyes earlier, in the
bedroom, all of them naked, and despite her sadness, Jenny's body was glowing. It had
reason to glow since the others had concentrated all their attention on her, and had fucked
and sucked her until she had been forced to groan that she couldn't stand one more
orgasm, one more touch.
During the drive along the uncrowded highway, she had time to think, to recall her life
from the point she regarded as the beginning, the day she and her brother had gone to live
at the farm with their uncle.
She thought of what she had become and wondered how it would have turned out had,
her parents remained alive. She had wondered the same thing before, and the thought, as
always, caused her to shudder.
There were those she told herself, who would condemn her for what she had become, and
would condemn her uncle even more strongly, but they were wrong, she told herself, and
she was right.
Despite the fact that her life had been devoted to sexuality, she harmed no one, Jenny
thought. In the more than seven years with her uncle and Greta, she had never performed
even one act which could have caused pain or sorrow to another person, and she
wondered how many could make that claim.
Too, thanks to the training she had received from the strange but exciting couple, she
sensed that she would go on living in the same manner. She had been taught all about
kindness, warmth, happiness, consideration, all the good and positive values, and in so
doing, she had learned to avoid the negative traits which hurt others.
It had been good for her brother as well, she thought. Like her, he was gentle and
considerate. He ran the farm without help from Cyril, who was content to just putter
around while John took over one responsibility after another, and seemed never to make a
mistake in judgment and to enjoy each day more than he had enjoyed the day before.
They would need another partner to replace her, but Greta already had one lined up, a
young beauty of twenty-one who had the instincts of a swinger and would be delighted to
give up her tiring job in a department store to go live on the farm and enjoy the good life
there.
And then, as the car smoothly ate up the miles, it was time to think of her future, rather
than her past. On the outskirts of the city, she had to discipline herself to fight the urge to
drive faster and faster in her eagerness to be with the woman with whom she would soon
be making lesbian love, the woman whose two innocent sons she was going to seduce as
quickly as possible.
Her conscience spoke up just once, asking her if she had the right to relieve the boys of
their innocence, but she told it to fuck off and it did so, obligingly.
Eva had been watching for her arrival and ran out to meet her. They rushed into an
embrace, but because of the neighbors, they refrained from kissing until they were inside
the house, then their kiss was a thing of hot passion as they fondled ass cheeks and
whispered of all the things they were going to do.
Eva had made sure that her sons were off the scene and would be for some time, so that
they were able to go to her bedroom where the big bed would give them lots of room to
suck each other's hot cunts.
Embracing, they kissed again, each fondling the other as passion flared hotly, then they
took their dresses off.
"Let's leave the rest on for a while," Jenny said, and tossed her dress onto a chair. "It's fun
to tease with bra and panties on. Later, we can finish undressing each other."
As they got onto the bed, Eva reached for Jenny and told her she wasn't going to feel like
leaving her panties on very long, then they were lying in a full-length embrace as they
kissed again. While their mouths mashed hotly together, Jenny worked one of her thighs
between Eva's and began rubbing her cunt, causing passion to surge wildly in both of
them.
Later, when Jenny raised Eva and unhooked her bra, she felt fingers unhooking her own,
then they were both playing with naked tits, hardening and elongating sensitive nipples.
And then fondling turned to sucking as eager mouths were filled with silken tits and low
moans of passion warmed the room as it warmed their naked, writhing bodies.
"Oh, Jenny," Eva groaned, "your hand feels so good. You've made my panties all wet."
"Then I guess I'd better take them off for you."
"Yes, oh yes! Let's do the sixty-nine thing. God, that was thrilling!"
"Later, darling," Jenny told her as she peeled her panties down, enjoying the feeling of
power she had over her partner. At home, ds lovely as her sessions with Greta had been,
Greta was always in charge, and things were done her way. It had been the same with
Cyril. But now, with Eva, she was the leader, and it added to her delight as she promised
to keep it that way despite the fact that Eva was sixteen years older than she.
And then the panties were off and Eva's cunt was spread wide open, looking hot and
excitingly wet. With a gentle hand, Jenny confirmed the hotness and wetness of her soft
cunt, stroking it lightly while Eva went on writhing on the bed, making it very clear that
she had become totally hooked on lesbian love.
"Let me take your panties off now so we can do the sixty-nine thing," Eva pleaded as
Jenny went on stroking her cunt, spreading moisture around her crotch so that it would
bathe her face later.
"In a little while, darling," Jenny told her. "I see you need a come badly. I'll suck your
cunt first, then you'll suck mine. After that, we'll be ready for sixty-nine. That's it, keep
those beautiful legs wide open for me. I'll suck you so beautifully and slip my tongue
right up your slit and really make you squirm."
"Oh, Jenny, it feels so good, you're so exciting! I can't believe you're really here to stay.
Tell me again, Jenny, tell me you're going to live with me and that we're going to sleep
together every night with our bodies naked and that we'll make love whenever we want."
"Yes, Eva darling, it's all true. You're very close to coming now, aren't you?" she asked
as her hand went on rubbing the slippery cunt.
"Yes... I'm... uh... so close. I'm almost there!"
"Then I'll bring you all the way. After you come, I'll let you rest for a minute, then I'll go
down on your cunt and give you another big come with my mouth and tongue."
Slipping a finger into the woman's wet cuntal slit, Jenny probed for a minute as her
partner trembled and panted, then she found her clit with the tip of a finger. Eva gave a
little cry, then she was moaning as Jenny fingered her while her other hand caressed one
cheek of her plump, smooth ass. Within a minute, Eva proved she had been very right
about being close as her sweating body jerked strongly and she cried out loudly as she
went into an orgasm. Hurriedly, Jenny turned her over and she rubbed her pussy on the
sheet while Jenny massaged her ass cheeks as wave after wave of hot orgasm swept over
her.
Eva's eyes were still shining when Jenny turned her over and told her to open her legs.
"What a beautiful place to bury my face," Jenny said as she looked into Eva's crotch.
"Are you ready to have your cunt lapped now?"
"Yes. Oh, my God, yes! I'm ready for anything with you, Jenny. You're so great, so
exciting, so wonderful. Suck my cunt, Jenny, and then give me your sweet cunt to suck
and lick. I'm so hungry for the taste of it. I love you, Jenny, I love you like I've never
loved any person in my life."
"And I love you, Eva. That's why I came back. Lie still now. Lie still while I eat your hot
cunt."
Gently, Jenny raised the willing legs. She raised them so high that Eva's hips were off the
bed, then she licked her lips as she looked down into the open crotch and heard her
partner moaning with passion. Slowly, her face went down and then her open mouth was
on the lovely cunt and she was sucking greedily, her arms wrapped around Eva's hips.
Sucking became licking and Eva's moans grew louder until they became shrieks of
ecstasy when the licking tongue triggered her second come, and Jenny eased her down
onto the bed, then took her panties off and put a hand in her crotch.
Her cunt was hot, and she could feel the hunger with her hand. Eva was still sighing in
the aftermath of her orgasm when Jenny decided she could wait no longer. She moved
over the woman, knelt astride her, then lowered her crotch slowly. As she did, Eva
reached up for her with both hands and held her firm, smooth ass cheeks as Jenny
lowered her cunt to the waiting mouth and Eva began to suck.
She sucked beautifully, wetly, then her tongue was in Jenny's slit, licking and sowing a
crop of ecstasy which Jenny harvested a little later when climax came. As her body
jerked strongly, she rubbed her wet pussy over Eva's face, making it sticky from her chin
to her forehead.
When Jenny dismounted, they embraced for a little while, then Jenny moved, and when
they embraced again, they were lying end to end, each with her face in the crotch of the
other, and the room seemed to be filled with the sound of wet sucking, sensuous slurping
and very warm sighs.
Their comes were magnificent, and left them both glowing, but it wasn't long before they
were agreeing in whispers that they wanted more.
"Lie still and promise not to look," Jenny told her aunt. "I have a very nice surprise for
you."
Eva turned over and lay with her head cradled on her arms while Jenny opened a suitcase
and took something out of it. She hurried to the bathroom, then returned to the bedroom
and walked halfway to the bed, then stopped, standing with her hands on her hips.
When Jenny told her to, Eva turned and gasped at the sight of the dildo her niece was
wearing. It looked very real and was bigger than her late husband's prick.
"I'm going to fuck you with my big cock," Jenny told her, then moved a hand to it and
waved it at her. "Maybe you think you don't like fucking, but you're going to."
"Oh yes, Jenny, I want you to fuck me. I want it so much," she added as she turned to lie
on her back and her leg opened wide in invitation. "Stick that big prick up my cunt and
give me a real fucking! It's been so long!"
As she advanced to the bed, her artificial cock swaying a little, Jenny felt very much like
a man looking at the naked woman on the bed, her face contorted with, passion as she
waited for the big cock to push up her cunt with the first fuck she had known in a long
time.
Kneeling between her aunt's legs, Jenny played with her cunt for only a little while, then
she lowered herself onto her, guided the dildo to her well-lubricated cuntal slit, and
slowly pushed it in as Eva groaned.
"Oh, Jenny, that's so good. It was never like this when he fucked me. You're so gentle.
Promise you'll fuck me often, just like this."
Jenny promised she would as she stroked the big dildo slowly in and out of her aunt's
hotly churning cunt until the woman climaxed again and she ground down hard in her
crotch, the dildo buried to the hilt, their sweat-wet bodies pressed tightly together.
CHAPTER EIGHT
When the boys came home, Jenny and their mother were fully dressed and looked
reasonably calm. The boys, Rod, eighteen, and Gilbert, eighteen, looked pleased that
Jenny would be living with them for a while. One of the reasons was that they hoped it
would free them from their regular chores, such as washing dishes, which they detested.
"I'm happy about being here too," Jenny told them, and crossed her legs so that Gilbert,
who sat opposite her, got a generous show of luscious thighs above the tops of her sheer
nylons. "I think we're going td have a wonderful time, all of us."
She was pleased to see that he kept sneaking peeks at her thighs, so she slowly uncrossed,
then recrossed her legs, giving him more to see and to think about as she chatted while
seeming totally relaxed.
"You were pretty generous about showing your thighs to the boys earlier," Eva said when
they went to the basement room that evening.
"Boys see plenty with today's styles," Jenny told her. "I hope it didn't upset you."
"Lord no. Gilbert kept looking guilty, but he did keep looking, didn't he?"
"Yes. I don't think I'll have any trouble at all when I seduce him."
"Jenny!" Eva gasped, and turned a little pale. "You're kidding, of course."
"Not at all, Eva. Look, you've had one kind of family life and it wasn't much. John and I
had a much different life after we moved in with Cyril and Greta."
"But, Jenny, they're so young. My God."
"John and I were eighteen. Look at us today and tell me if you know any two happier,
better adjusted people."
"I have to admit that's true. Jenny. I don't know John very well, but you're so mature and
poised for your age."
"I'm also the happiest person you ever met. I owe it all to the life Uncle Cyril showed me.
The same applies in John's case. Early seduction and lots of love is what made us what
we are."
Jenny saw that her aunt was beginning to weaken, so she went on convincing her,
pointing out that sooner or later, the boys were going to find out that Jenny and their
mother were lovers.
"If they know what sex is all about," Jenny reasoned, "then it won't be so shocking to
them. After they've both lapped my cunt and fucked me, they'll be able to understand why
we do it to each other."
As they continued their conversation, Eva fell totally into line, and even reached the stage
where she could feel excitement as Jenny described how she was going to seduce the
boys.
"Oh, darn, I wish I could be there to watch when you go into action."
"So do I, but that would be a mistake. Your presence would inhibit them. After I've
broken them in, we'll stage a performance for you," Jenny told her, then trembled with
excitement as she decided that it would be more of a performance than her aunt could
guess, that she would choose that meeting to have both the boys eat their mother's pussy
and fuck her.
Conversation turned to kissing and playing, then they were both naked and thing in
passion on the bed.
The next day was Saturday and Eva agreed that she would spend the afternoon shopping,
leaving Jenny with the boys. They ate lunch early, then Eva left, and while the boys
washed the dishes, Jenny went to bathe and change into what she termed her working
clothes.
She dressed in black lingerie, with sheer black nylons and black high-heeled shoes, then
put on a shod, black satin dress. As she checked her reflection in the mirror, she smiled as
she thought of how sexy she was going to look to the boys.
Gilbert and Rod had taken their time with the chore they so disliked, and they had just
finished when Jenny joined them in the kitchen.
"Do you like my dress, boys?" she asked, and they stared at the short mini, then she did a
quick spin which caused it to swirl high above the tops of her nylons so that they could
see black garters pressed against flawless white thighs. She guessed that two young dicks
were beginning to stiffen, and the thought filled her with delight and erotic excitement as
she prepared to seduce the two innocent little boys.
Telling them she wanted to have a nice chat, she asked the boys to follow her to the
bedroom. Jenny's ass wriggled enticingly as she went ahead of them, then they reached
the bedroom she shared with Eva, and as she did another spin, they caught a quick
glimpse of the lower slopes of her white ass cheeks. Jenny pointed them to the two chairs
she had placed facing the bed, then she sighed and sat on the bed. She crossed her long,
shapely legs slowly, allowing them to see how her sheer nylons caressed her lush thighs.
"Go ahead and look at my thighs, boys. Don't be shy," she told them with a smile. "After
all, we're going to talk about sex, so you may as well have something to look at and think
about." She saw them squirming a bit, and that added to her excitement and her desire.
She questioned the boys on their knowledge of sex, and found that they had heard quite a
bit about it, but had no experience beyond masturbation, something they blushingly
admitted when pressed.
"That's nothing to be embarrassed about," she told them, and uncrossed her legs. "I
masturbate whenever I feel like it, and so does your mother. Everybody does."
As she said it, she raised the hem of her dress a little higher and they were able to see
black nylon in her crotch where her panties snugged against her cunt.
"You see," she went on, "a woman doesn't have a cock to pull, like you do, so she puts a
finger between her lips of her pussy and rubs there. It's very much like a cock in her cunt,
and that's what I sometimes think of when I've got my finger in my slit. After a while, I
have a big come and it makes me feel good all over, just like when a boy or man has been
pulling himself and shoots his cream. It's yummy."
"Do you... do you shoot cream?" Gilbert asked nervously.
"No dear, women don't shoot. Nice things happen inside. It starts in my cunt and spreads
all through me."
When she asked if they had ever seen the crotch of a woman's panties, Gilbert said he
hadn't, then his brother surprised them both by saying he had, a few times, but never as
clearly as he was seeing hers.
"Where did you see panties?" Gilbert asked as though he didn't believe his brother.
"Down at one of the docks. If you get under the dock you can look up through the cracks,
and once in a while a girl walks right above and you get a real quick look up her dress.
You can't see all that much, though. I keep wishing a girl would stand right there."
"What an adventurous boy you are, Rod," Jenny said.
When she asked, both boys said that they had seen no more of tits than bathing suits
showed, and had never seen a woman in her bra, although they both wanted to.
"We're having such fun, you darling boys, that I think I'll let you see my bra in a little
while. I'm sure you'll like the way I look. I have nice big tits that really stick out. Even
when I'm not wearing a bra, they jut right out. I love having my tits played with and
sucked."
"Do you have a boyfriend?" Gilbert asked.
"Not right now, but I'll soon have a couple. For new, your mother and I look after each
other. We take all our clothes off and play. We suck tits and finger pussies and then we
suck each other's cunts until both of us have nice comes. Sometimes we come three or
four times before we stop. Of course, you must never mention that to a soul, it would
cause terrible trouble for your mother and me. They could even put us in jail and you'd be
put in an institution. I don't think you'd like that at all."
Both boys swore themselves to secrecy, then Rod was the bolder of the two as he asked
her to tell them more.
"I suppose I could," she said, looking thoughtful. "Would you like me to do my talking
with my dress off?"
"Yes!" they both said, their eyes shining with excitement.
"There is a price, though. Ill take off my dress and you'll be able to see me in my bra and
panties. That will be very exciting for you. Later, I may even take my bra and panties off
and let you see me naked. First, though, I'll want you to take all your clothes off for you."
Nervously, the boys agreed to pay the price, then it was time for the first big step as she
stood and unhooked the top of her dress. Her back turned to them, she let a sigh escape as
she slowly pushed the dress down to her waist.
Jenny paused to allow them to see the taut band and straps of the black bra against her
creamy white skin, then she took a deep breath and slowly worked the dress down over
her hips. She heard their gasps as her black, sheer nylon panties came into view and knew
that through the garment, they could see her ass crack, looking shadowy and mysterious.
She paused again, then let the dress fall to her feet.
She asked if they thought she was pretty and there was something akin to pain in their
tones as they assured her she was very pretty and very exciting, then she stepped out of
the dress, wriggling her lovely ass for them, and turned to face them, smiling. It was a
while before they saw the smile, though, as they looked at her boldly jutting bra and at
the little triangle of nylon which covered that area of a woman which neither had ever
seen, that for which all normal boys hunger to see. Smiling excitedly, Jenny rubbed a
hand slowly down her belly and then it moved over her clinging panties and into her
crotch where it stroked gently.
"Ooh, my cunt is so hot," she said with a sigh. "In a little while, I'm going to have to take
these panties off and let it have some air. I wish your mother were here now to suck it and
lick it for me and give me a big come."
"I'll do it if you'll show me how," Rod told her, his tone eager.
"How sweet, perhaps later. Of course, when a man or a boys sucks my cunt, I feel so
grateful that I let him put his prick in my pussy and give me a nice fuck. Take your
clothes off now, boys, and let me see how big and hard those dicks are. I'll just play with
myself while you both strip naked."
The boys looked at each other, then began taking their clothes off. When only Rod's
briefs remained, he waited until his brother caught up to him, then the two bays pushed
their briefs down and their strong young cocks leaped to freedom.
As she stared, both hands rubbing the cups of her bra, she saw the boys trembling with
passion, and she trembled with them as she thought of how thrilling it was and how it was
really only the beginning of the seduction.
Going to the boys she took one cock in each hand and squeezed gently, commenting on
how hard and strong they felt, and how much fun they were going to have.
"All right, you darling boys, you may feel me up," she told them, and stood with her feet
braced wide apart.
As she had guessed, it was Rod, the younger one, who boldly went for her crotch first, his
hand trembling as it pressed and rubbed while another hand went to the seat of her
panties and the exposed portion of ass cheek.
The older boy reached for her tits, and she sighed as he fondled them, then he took one
hand away and moved it down her back until it was on the other cheek of her ass. She
allowed the two boys to play with her for a long time, then told them to stop. They did so,
with reluctance, each stealing a final feel.
"Mmm, that was nice," Jenny said. "I really liked the way you felt me up. You're going to
be really good lovers after I've trained you. I'm a really good teacher."
Reaching behind her back, Jenny turned away from the boys and let them watch as she
unhurriedly opened the hooks of her bra, telling them as she did that they would soon be
seeing her naked tits. She took the garment off, then gave a little squeal of delight as she
turned fast, making her big tits sway a little to further excite and arouse the panting boys.
"I have nice big tits, haven't I? Do you like them? Your mother loves to play with them
and suck them for me. I'll let you do the same if you want to."
They assured her that they very much wanted to, then she went to the bed and sat crosslegged,
her hands cupping and fondling her big tits, then she called the boys to her and
invited them to play with her tits. They almost fell over themselves as they scrambled
onto the wide bed, then each boy had a tit to himself, and they went wild with passion as
they squeezed and rubbed, hardening long nipples so that they looked like little cocks.
While they played, Jenny urged them on, panting and perspiring, more excited than she
had been in a long time, yet knowing that there was so much more to come, as much as
she wanted. After a little more play, she invited the boys to suck her luscious tits,
showing them how to hold them.
Both boys learned quickly, and then each was holding an excitingly big tit in both hands,
rubbing as he sucked. Jenny delighted in the sight and feel as she rubbed their heads, then
she wanted something more so she took her well-sucked tits from them and told them it
was time for other things.
Kneeling up on the bed, her knees wide apart, Jenny invited the boys to play with and
around her panties, and told them she was going to take them off in a while. It didn't
require a second invitation to get the boys going as they eagerly fondled her ass cheeks,
crotch, thighs and tummy, panting, their stiff pricks twitching with desire.
Before they had been playing very long, Gilbert was surprised to find that the crotch of
her panties was wet. When he asked her about it, she explained it to them, and told them
that when her panties were wet enough she would take them off.
Eagerly, they went about their task, making her sigh and pant with arousal, and then she
sighed more deeply as she felt the need for orgasm, and told them to take their hands
away.
Getting off the bed, she stood with her back to the boys, wriggling her ass a few times,
then bent a little from the waist and slowly-pushed the panties down, black garter belt and
garters framing her plump, white ass while the boys drooled at the sight of the big cheeks
and the smooth, warm-looking crack between. When her panties were well down her
thighs, she bent farther to show them her little pink asshole and her cunt. As she stepped
out of the panties and turned to face them, she saw that they were both trembling.
"Do you want to stop now, boys?" she asked.
They almost cried as they begged her not to stop, but to go on all the way and teach them
all about sex.
"If I keep going," she told them with a smile, "I'm going to want to have my cunt sucked
and licked, the way your mother does it. Are you both going to give me a cunt lapping?"
They assured her they would, then she told them to come to her and have a better look at
her cunt and to take turns feeling it. As she stood with her feet wide apart, she had Gilbert
kneel between her legs while the younger boy crouched behind her to view the erotic
scene from there.
While Rod played with her thighs and ass, Gilbert followed her instructions, stroking her
pussy, parting the lips, probing gently with a finger, then finding her clitoris while she
told him about how it should be licked in the course of cunt lapping.
After that, the boys changed places and she gave Rod the guided tour of her crotch while
Gilbert played with her big as, then began kissing and licking the silken cheeks, and
delighted her by pressing his face between them and kissing lovingly there.
"Thanks for that lovely kiss in my crack, Gilbert," Jenny said as the boys got to their feet.
"One day, I'll teach you how to curl your tongue up my asshole to ream me. I've taught
your mother how to do it to me and she loves it. You boys will too. Let's go to the bed
now and get on with some cunt lapping. I'm really ready for it and my cunt is nice and
juicy."
They hurried to the bed where Jenny sat on the edge, then fell back and opened her crotch
wide, telling Gilbert to kneel on the carpet and get ready to lap her. He did so eagerly,
then she told Rod to get onto the bed with her and to work on her tits while his brother
lapped her cunt.
Gilbert paused for a moment, licking his lips as he stared at her hot, wet-looking cunt,
wondering what it was going to taste like, then he lowered his face to her and she grunted
as his mouth touched her soft cunt.
At once, Gilbert decided that what taste there was was delicious, and he began sucking,
his hands rubbing her big thighs while she moaned with passion. At the same time, Rod
began fondling her tits, then he was greedily sucking one, as wild with passion as were
the other two.
In her crotch, Jenny felt the boy's face pressing hard, as though he were trying to get all
of it into her cunt. When she told him to, he switched from sucking to licking, getting his
tongue deep into her cuntal slit and making her squirm, then he was licking her clit and
Jenny knew she was only seconds away from a magnificent come. He licked beautifully,
like an erotic dream, then Jenny cried out and had to push his face out of her crotch when
orgasm struck with its strong, electric thrill. She kept her thighs pressed tightly together,
and as spasms swept over her, Rod continued sucking and fondling her tits while his
brother knelt staring in awe, wondering if the orgasm contained pain which caused her to
groan so, as though she were dying.
But then the orgasm passed and she smiled as she opened shining eyes and told them
what a lovely job he had done and how good her cunt and her whole body felt.
Rod was eager to go down on her at once, but she smilingly told him to wait and to give
her clit time to rest and recover a little. He seemed quite content to wait as he went on
fondling her tits and telling her how beautiful they were and how they excited him and
made his cock throb.
A few minutes later, Jenny was ready again, and then Rod's face felt so good in her
crotch as he sucked her cunt hungrily, as eagerly as his brother had done. Then he began
lapping her, and soon had her moaning again. His tongue worked as expertly as his
brother's had, and Jenny was soon climaxing again, filling the room with exciting sounds
as she threw herself fully onto the bed and writhed with abandon until the spasms passed
and she sighed warmly as she rubbed her belly on the sheet while the two boys gently
rubbed her ass and thighs.
"Is there any chance that either of you boys would like to stick a hard prick in my cunt
and fuck me?" she asked as she sat up, her lovely body glistening with sweat.
"Are you kidding?" Rod asked before his brother could. "Please let me do it right now.
Imagine, I'm only eighteen years old and I'm going to fuck a grown-up woman, a
beautiful one like you, Jenny."
"It is a lovely thought, isn't it, darling? All right, since Gilbert was first to suck me, you'll
be first to fuck me," she told him, then she changed her position on the bed so that she
was lying with her long legs open in a wide vee, and Rod was staring at her cunt, telling
himself that it wasn't just a dream, that he really was going to lie down on top of her, put
his dick right in her nice wet cunt and fuck her.
She welcomed him aboard her body and felt his heart beating against her as he panted
and probed her crotch until his cock found her cuntal slit, and then he grunted as he
pushed it into her. Her arms tightened around him then, and she whispered
encouragement.
Rod had learned by instinct that by pulling his cock slowly, he could make the act last
longer, so he set about fucking her that way, with full, slow strokes. He made one
backstroke a little too long, and his cock slipped out. Jenny told him not to worry, then he
had his cock in his hand again and it felt excitingly sticky as he guided it back into the
warmth of her cunt.
He had been fucking her for little more than a minute when he panted that he was going
to shoot. Jenny tightened her arms around him and held him tightly as she heard his
panting and grunting while his little body jerked strongly in her crotch and he spurted
jism into her churning cunt.
"Is it my turn now?" the older boy asked eagerly.
"In a minute, dear," Jenny told him. "We'll just let your brother rest on my belly for a
little while."
When the time was up, Jenny patted Rod on the ass and told him to dismount, telling him
that it had been a lovely fuck and that she hoped he had enjoyed it and would want to
fuck her again. His voice kept breaking as he told her how wonderful it had been, and
that when he could get his cock hard again, he'd love to give it to her in another fuck.
Jenny laughed and told him she wouldn't let him fuck himself to death, then she turned on
the bed and knelt on all fours, her lush tits swaying below her, her lovely ass beautifully
presented.
"Have you ever watched boys fucking, dear?" Jenny asked Gilbert when he looked
puzzled.
"Sure, lots of times. Sometimes I get a hard-on when I watch them fucking."
"Well I hope you have one now, because you're going to fuck me, boy-style. You just
kneel up against my ass, get your cock under me and up my slit. You can see my cunt,
can't you?"
He assured her he could, and that it was a thrilling sight. On an impulse, Jenny suggested
to Rod that he crawl under her and lie face up there. He did so hurriedly, and panted as he
told her how exciting it was.
Gilbert played with Jenny's arched ass for a few seconds, then touched her twat and
found it very wet and sticky. Under any other circumstances, he thought, such a wet,
soggy thing would be unpleasant, but given the present circumstances, he was delighted
with his sticky fingers. And then they were holding his stiff, throbbing pecker as he
guided it to her slit, rubbed the lips with the slightly swollen head, then slowly pushed it
into her, and heard a sigh in reward of his efforts.
He pushed slowly until his cock was completely buried, and he felt the smoothness of her
warm ass against his belly. Panting, he rested against her ass for a little while, then he
slowly pulled his cock back until only the head was inside her. He paused, then pushed it
slowly up her cunt again and once more pressed against her big, smooth ass, groaning
with delight as he felt Jenny wriggle against his tummy.
Lying under Jenny, watching his brother's cock slip in and out of the juicy cunt he had
just fucked, Rod became so excited that he was sure his cock would get hard again, but
even with the help of his hand it didn't.
"You're going to shoot your load pretty fast, Gilbert," Jenny told the boy. "You'd better
start giving me a real fuck now if you want to find out what it feels like."
Taking her word for it, Gilbert changed his grip on her satiny hips, and then he was
fucking her, doing it slowly, but with a regular rhythm. With each stroke, he let his
tummy slap her ass with a little spanking sound, and that added to his pleasure.
But it was to be a short-lived pleasure since, little more than a minute after he began
fucking Jenny, he felt the warning signal and winced. Jenny guessed his state and told
him to ride fast.
He obeyed, and was more than pleased to discover that he had time for his cock to give
her about another dozen strokes, then he was holding her tightly, his naked body jerking
against her ass as he fired his jism into her cunt and she sighed along with him.
Below, Rod watched juice trickling from her pussy, trickling slowly down one inner
thigh, toward the top of the black nylon.
Jenny needed another orgasm after the two blank fucks, so she had Gilbert pull his cock
out of her, then she lay on her back on the bed, knees up and wide apart, and while the
boys watched intently, she fingered her cunt until climax came and her ass bounced up
and down on the bed until it was over.
Going shopping alone while Jenny seduced her two sons was a mistake, Eva realized, in
that it gave her too much time to think. It wasn't that there was anything she could do
about it since Jenny, in her eagerness, was no doubt underway minutes after she left the
house, but she was still troubled.
She bought a few things, then gave up and went for a drink. At a table near her, a man
kept smiling and letting her know he was after action, but it didn't interest her so she
refused to look his way again.
The drink helped a little as she recalled the many arguments Jenny had used in favor of
seducing the boys. She thought too of her beautiful sex life with Jenny, and that helped a
lot. After all, she told herself, following Jenny's line of reasoning, if she and Jenny were
going to enjoy such a full, rich, beautiful life, it seemed only fair that the children share in
it.
As she drove home, Eva had a wonderful feeling of elation. She was confident that both
her sons had been taught to suck cunts and to fuck. With Jenny as their teacher, Eva was
confident that they had enjoyed their first lesson and would want many more. And then
she wondered how long it would be before she would be letting her own sons into her
panties. Instead of terror at the thought, all she felt was a desire to smile, so she smiled
widely. She was still smiling when she guided the car into the driveway and, picking up
the few thing she had purchased, she went into the house.
"What a happy-looking group," she commented as the others, fully dressed by then, came
to greet her. "If I didn't know better, I'd suspect that you've all been cunt lapping and
fucking all the time I was gone."
The boys looked at each other guiltily, then heard Jenny laugh. "Not all the time, darling.
We stopped about a half-hour ago. You have a couple of real good young lappers and
fuckers there. I thought they were going to wear my cunt out. Sorry you missed the fun,
but let's have a drink and then I'll take your panties off and fix you up real nice."
Eva was ready to go to the bedroom at once, but she saw that Jenny really wanted the
drink, so they went to the kitchen instead. It was a while before Gilbert and Rod got over
the shock, but once they did, they joined Jenny in reciting in full erotic detail all they had
done together. They found it hard to believe that their mother had been aware of what
was to happen, and that far from being shocked, she was delighted.
"I have a hunch, Eva," Jenny said as she finished her drink and put the glass down, "that
before too long, you're not going to be content with letting me have the boys all to
myself."
"And I have a hunch that your hunch is right. The four of us could enjoy such a lovely
life together from now on," Eva said as she smiled at the boys, then stood.
"Oh, Mom, do you mean it? Do you really mean it?" Gilbert asked excitedly.
"Yes, I really mean it. In fact, if you two can get your little dicks hard this evening,
perhaps we could have a nice little party. For now, though, I've got to have Jenny do
something about this hot pussy of mine. My panties are about to catch five."
"So they are," Jenny said as she raised Eva's skirt high and put a hand in her crotch while
the boys noticed how nicely her ass stretched her nylon panties.
"Please," Rod said, "let us watch. I know it'll help us to get hard again."
The two women looked at each other and Jenny left the decision to Eva.
"I'm surely not going to allow you to come into the room with us," Eva told them. "Mind
you, if we should forget to close the door, then I guess I couldn't blame you if you were
to peek a little."
The women left the room and the boys were about five feet behind them as they went to
the bedroom, leaving the door wide open. They paused by the bed to embrace, their
bodies rubbing together as their mouths mashed wetly, and then they were embracing on
the bed, still fully clothed.
As they squirmed and kissed and fondled, hems of dresses were hiked high, and then the
boys were watching intently as hands explored panties, tops of dresses were opened and
bra cups fondled. After that, there was a pause while Jenny took the woman's blouse and
skirt off, then removed her dress so that both were in bra and panties as they embraced
again, and the scene became even more thrilling for the boys who were panting, their
breathing labored.
"Gee, Mom's beautiful, too, isn't she?" Rod whispered to his brother as he stared at how
her brief panties clung to her nicely rounded ass.
"She sure is, but I think we should keep quiet. We don't want to disturb them."
They stared intently as Jenny took Eva's bra off and showed the boys her big, firm tits,
then she was fondling and sucking them while Eva squirmed and panted with lust. They
saw their mother unhooking Jenny's bra, and then they had another luscious pair of tits to
look at while she did the sucking and made Jenny pant.
"Oh, Jenny, I can't wait any longer for it," Eva said as she took her mouth off the wellsucked
tit. "Do it now, please. I'm so hungry for it! My cunt feels on fire!"
"Of course, darling. Lie still and I'll take your panties off. I'll give your cunt a really good
sucking and licking. I'll give you all the comes you can take."
Eva raised her ass off the bed and Jenny gently took her panties down, showing the boys
the wide triangle of pubic hair on their mother's belly, then she pulled the garment down
her legs, off her feet and tossed it away. As she did, Eva opened her legs wide and Jenny
moved out of the way so that the boys could see their mother's pussy.
But then she forgot about the boys as she put a hand on Eva's cunt and rubbed gently as
she licked her lips. A low groan broke from Eva, and then Jenny went down on her,
keeping her groaning and grunting as she lovingly sucked and lapped her to a churning
come.
After only a brief rest, Eva announced that she was ready for another one, and Jenny gave
it to her, her warm mouth excitingly greedy in taking juice, yet generous in replacing it
with saliva which overflowed Eva's cunt and ran down into the crack of her ass. It wasn't
long before Eva again filled the room with her cries of ecstasy as her orgasm swept over
her and her sons were trembling almost as violently as she while they watched and
listened.
While Eva climaxed, Jenny knelt up and pushed her panties down, ready for some of
what her aunt had been enjoying. In the doorway, the boys stared as Jenny bent over the
woman and they whispered, then the two naked women moved on the bed and met in
another embrace.
This time they were end to end, and the boys were able to guess that they were going to
lap each other's cunts at the same time. For a little while, the women seemed content to
sigh as they stroked sensitive cunts and allowed passion to build higher and higher, and
then the boys watched their mother lower her face into Jenny's crotch and begin sucking.
Seconds later, Jenny's mouth went to Eva's pussy, and then they were both lapping and
fondling, their sighs and moans of passion muffled in the warm, wet crotches, their naked
asses squirming.
The boys heard one woman crying out in orgasm, and then realized that it was their
mother, coming for the third time. Then, only seconds later, it was Jenny's turn, and they
saw her lovely, naked body jerking strongly as she howled her song of ecstasy into their
mother's wet cunt.
Their bout finished, the woman turned over and lay side by side, ready to rest after the
workout.
"Close the door now, dears," Eva told her sons. "We're going to rest for a little while."
"That was great, Mom," Gilbert told her. "It made my cock get hard again."
"That's nice, dear, but be careful not to lose it. There will be a strong temptation to play
with your cock, and if that should happen, you'll miss tonight's little fun party."
"I won't, Mom, you can be sure of that. I'm dying to suck your cunt and fuck you."
He closed the door and the boys left, leaving the women to rest and talk of their plans for
the young lovers they were going to train so thoroughly.
CHAPTER NINE
When the women emerged from the bedroom, they were fully dressed and their hair had
been brushed. Neither was wearing makeup, but neither needed any, as far as the boys
were concerned.
The women refreshed their drinks and all four went into the living room to chat. They
agreed that they should eat something, but that it should be a light meal so that they
would be fresh for an evening of fun.
There were a few chores for the boys to do, and they went to look after them while the
women went to the kitchen and began preparing dinner.
When dinner was ready, the boys hurried to the table and ate so fast that Eva had to tell
them to slow down or they would get indigestion. All were tense with anticipation, and
Rod showed it as he reached with his right hand and pushed it under his mother's dress to
steal a feel of thigh.
"Hands on the table, young man," she told him sternly. "There's a time to eat and a time
to play. We'll do our playing later."
Rod obeyed, but a little later, he deliberately dropped his fork, and as he bent to pick it
up, enjoyed a quick glimpse of Jenny's thighs, and felt his cock beginning to stir. That
pleased him since he had never been able to masturbate a second time without a long
period of rest, and he had been concerned about the evening.
After the meal, Eva and Jenny put the dishes in the sink and agreed to let them soak, then
they poured drinks and went into the living room where the boys welcomed them eagerly.
"Are you ready to start?" Rod asked.
"Don't be impatient, young man," his mother told him. "Jenny and I are going to enjoy a
drink first. After all, we must be civilized about these things."
While she and Jenny chatted and sipped their drinks, the women ensured that the boys
had something interesting to look at by crossing their legs so that they showed how the
tops of their nylons caressed their thighs, and how white skin contrasted thrillingly with
the darker nylon. A couple of times, Eva allowed her sons to see that she was wearing a
pair of pale-blue panties which snugged excitingly in her crotch.
And then the drinks were finished and they were ready to go to the bedroom, but before
leaving, she picked up a coin and tossed it. When it fell tails up, she smiled at Gilbert and
gave him her hand. As he took it, she asked him if his cock was hard, and he assured her
that it was very hard, and that he was anxious to push it up her cunt.
"I hope you'll want to do things first," she said as they walked from the room and the
other couple followed.
"I want to do everything," he said eagerly. "It was so exciting watching Jenny sucking
your cunt. The only way it would have been better is if I'd been doing it instead of her."
"You'll soon be doing it, darling, and you'll do it often from now on, you and Rod both.
Of course you'll have to make sure that poor Jenny isn't neglected."
Gilbert ensured his mother that Jenny would be looked after, then the two couples were in
the bedroom. They all sat on the bed, then they were kissing, and the boys wasted no time
bringing their hands into action, feeling tits and thighs as they worked their way slowly
toward the big event, their first fuck with their mother. Jenny had earlier suggested that
she skip fucking that evening so that both boys could enjoy their first taste of incest.
While Gilbert tried to appear more suave and sophisticated, making progress more slowly
with his mother, Rod was pawing Jenny at a great rate, his hands constantly moving, but
she seemed to be enjoying it, and raised her ass so that he could push the hem of her dress
up to her waist. As he played with her, he discovered that a navel was a nice place to
finger, and she told him that one day she would allow him to stick the head of his cock in
it and jerk off. He wasn't sure he would want to do it, but it sounded different. As both his
hands moved down to her panties, he wondered what it would be like to jerk off on the
body of a beautiful, naked woman, and see his jism shooting all over her.
Gilbert had opened the top of his mother's dress, and she was sighing as he fondled one
cup of her bra while the other hand stroked a warm, smooth thigh as they shared many
passionate kisses. Eva was delighted with how well Jenny had taught him kissing, and
she sighed into his mouth as his tongue came out to play with hers.
"You're a wonderful lover, darling," Eva whispered after another passionate kiss. "You
have such great hands and mouth. You really know how to turn a woman on. Please keep
on taking your time, just the way you're doing. I like to be loved up a lot before taking
my clothes off to get down to business."
He moved a little, and when they kissed again, his left hand moved slowly up her thigh.
She moved her legs farther apart and the hand rubbed slowly up into her crotch, where it
was warm and thrilling as he rubbed gently on the cunt-warmed nylon.
Not content with the pace his brother was setting, Rod tremblingly took Jenny's dress off
and she told him to strip. He did so eagerly, and then she was giving his hard little dick a
nice squeeze while he knelt astride her and sucked the crotch of her panties, making them
very wet and keeping her sighing with pleasure.
Gilbert pushed his mother's dress down to her waist, and after playing with the well-filled
cups of her bra, he unhooked it and took it off, telling her how lovely and exciting her tits
were as he bared and fondled them, then took one in both hands and held it lovingly as
his mouth closed around the nipple and he sucked, gently at first, then with more and
more greed, pushing her down on her back on the bed and sucking voraciously.
Her knees were bent up, and her dress fell back over her body, then she felt another
touch. It began as just an accidental brush as one of Rod's hands touched her on the thigh,
then she felt the hand return, and it moved up to her cunt.
Turning her head, she smiled as she saw that he was still sucking the crotch of Jenny's
panties while rubbing his hand in her own crotch. Having both her sons working on her at
the same time provided a wild new charge, and she thought ahead to times when there
would be more of the same, much more.
After Gilbert had been sucking her tits for a while, he sat up and helped her off with her
dress, then he got off the bed and stripped naked, showing her how hard his prick was,
and how ready it was to invade her cunt.
But it was too early for that, they agreed as once more he joined his mother on the bed.
He had her lie face down while he peeled her panties down, marveling at the beauty of
her plump, white ass. He wanted to get at it at once, but he forced himself to wait until
the panties were completely off, and only her garter belt and nylons remained, providing
a beautiful, sexy frame for her lovely ass. He fondled it for a while, a finger straying into
her ass crack from time to time, then he lowered himself to her and began kissing and
licking the satiny cheeks and her warm crack. When she told him how much she loved it,
he redoubled his efforts, pressing his face between her ass cheeks and kissing and licking
the little pink ring of her asshole. When he stopped kissing it, he probed her crack with
the tip of a finger, and worked slowly up her asshole, as far as he could get it.
Beside them on the bed, he saw and heard his little brother sucking Jenny's cunt, this time
with no panties in the way, and he decided it was about time to do the same to his mother.
When he suggested it, she sighed deeply and told him she was more than ready for that.
"You lie on your back, dear," she told him, and got to her knees, "and I'll show you a very
exciting position Jenny taught me the first day."
As he lay looking up, he watched his mother kneel astride his head, then he was staring
right up into a hot-looking, beautiful crotch. Excitedly, mother and son talked of how
thrilling it was that way, then his body trembled and he felt a fresh outpouring of sweat as
he looked at the thighs, cunt and lower slopes of ass and saw the while thing coming
slowly down toward his face. His hands went up to meet her, and he held her by the hips
as he waited for the erotic delivery to be completed. Eva paused when her cunt was less
than an inch from his mouth. She felt him inhaling deeply, and then he groaned. She
groaned along with him, then his sound was muffled as she parked her cunt on his mouth
and he began sucking while his hands played with her thighs, hips and the cheeks of her
ass.
As he lapped her juicy twat, Eva couldn't keep her body still, and it caused her crotch to
rub on her son's face, adding to the thrill for him and for her as well. Then, after much
wet sucking, his tongue worked up her cuntal slit and she gave a little gasp as it brushed
her clitoris on the way by.
Gilbert lapped her cunt beautifully as she rode his face, adding to her arousal by fondling
her own tits. Beside tern, her other son and Jenny watched. As he did, Rod reached for
his mother's ass and played an exciting game with it with his hands, telling himself that in
just a little while, he was going to have his cock in her cunt and he would be fucking her.
He had a feeling that it would be even more exciting than fucking Jenny, because she was
his own mother, and boys didn't generally get to fuck their mothers, or even see them
naked and feel them up. In that moment, he loved his mother, more than ever before and
wanted to tell her, but she was busy and he didn't want to disturb her.
And then she became much busier as Gilbert's tongue licked her to orgasm, and she threw
her head back as a high-pitched wail broke from her throat, quavering and going on and
on while her wet, jerking crotch rubbed a sticky film of cunt juice over her son's face.
"Just give your mother a few minutes to rest her pussy, dear," Jenny told Rod, "and then
it will be your turn to give her a nice cunt lapping."
"I don't want to wait," Eva panted as she dismounted Gilbert and he lay licking all around
his mouth, wanting to get more and more of the delicious flavor of cunt juice.
Jenny had Eva lie on her back and open her legs. She put a pillow under the woman's ass,
then slowly stroked her crotch and asked her if she was sure she was ready for another
mouth job. Eva assured her she was very ready.
As she lay with her knees bent up, Rod hurried to his mother and threw himself at her, his
mouth going right to her juicy cunt and taking up where his brother had left off. Her
whole crotch was wet so that his face, as well as his mouth, felt the moisture, and he
loved it as he sucked her soft cunt lips into his mouth and made her ass squirm on the
pillow.
While hd sucked and lapped her twat, his hands kept moving, rubbing everything they
could reach from the tops of her nylons to her belly. He wanted to fondle her big tits, but
he couldn't reach them. That didn't matter though, since Gilbert could as he crouched
beside his mother and fondled her tits lovingly as he watched the thrilling lapping.
To Jenny, the scene was as thrilling as it was to the others, more so in that she had
seduced the three of them, had changed tern from a dull, ordinary family into a family
group of wild swingers. When she caught Eva's eye, as one son sucked her cunt while the
other sucked and fondled her tits, Jenny asked if she was getting close to coming. When
Eva panted that she was very close, Jenny lowered her face to hers and kissed her mouth.
It was a fiercely passionate kiss, one which made Eva think she was going to die of
ecstasy as the three mouths worked on her, then she was crying into Eva's mouth as her
son's licking tongue triggered a beautifully strong orgasm and she caught his face
between her thighs and held it as the spasms swept over her while the other two mouths
went on working, one on her mouth, the other on her right tit.
When the orgasm finally passed, Eva tiredly pushed Jenny and Gilbert away, then sat up,
her eyes shining.
"I don't think anyone ever endured anything as beautiful as that," Eva said, and looked
down as though to check that her body was still there, not somewhere above the clouds
where she had been.
"Are you ready for a couple of nice fucks now, darling?" Jenny asked.
"Oh, yes! Christ, I'm so ready! Two fucks are going to be wonderful, but it would be
better if it were twenty-two. I'd love to lie with my cunt wide open and see nothing but an
endless line of hard cocks lined up to fuck me, one after the other. I should have been a
whore in a frontier mining town."
"Go ahead and pretend you are, Eva," Jenny told her. "When you close your eyes and
turn on your imagination, you can be anything you want to be. Open your legs nice and
wide now, show us that well-sucked cunt. There, now get ready, you horny whore, here
comes your first customer. He's paid his two bucks and now he's going to get on your
belly and fuck the ass off you, you sexy cunt. Get ready to be fucked a hundred times.
Every stroke will be a different cock in your slippery slit."
As she panted the words, her eyes flashing, Jenny motioned to Rod to mount his mother,
and he hurried to her, his stiff little dick twitching as he gazed into her wet crotch and
saw the juicy cunt he had sucked so recently.
Jenny took his cock in her hand and gave it a little squeeze, then she told him to lie on top
of his mother to fuck her. He did so, and groaned as his body met her warm, smooth one.
Telling him she would do all the work for him, Jenny guided his face to one of Eva's tits,
and his mouth opened wide and he filled it with smooth tit and began sucking.
While he did, Jenny got a hand between mother and son and found the hard little prick.
She probed until it was at Eva's cunt slit. When Rod felt the head of his cock between the
lips of his mother's cunt, he needed no more help as he pushed it slowly into her,
groaning as Eva was groaning.
Seconds later, his cock was buried, and then he began fucking her while he continued to
suck the big tit.
He left one tit unoccupied, and his brother looked at it and decided it looked neglected, so
he bent over to do something about it. Having both her tits sucked while she was being
fucked by her eighteen-year-old son was wild, so wild that Eva went soaring among the
stars again. She didn't require any fantasies about being a mining town whore. She was
being beautifully, slowly fucked by her own son, while both her sons sucked her tits, and
her joy was such that there were no words to describe it, and it was going to happen over
and over, she told herself, and a radiant glow shone from her face.
"Oh, Mummy," Rod panted, raising his face from her tits, "I'm gonna shoot! I'm gonna
shoot my jism in your cunt!"
"Do it, baby, do it!" Eva panted back. "But don't stop sucking my tit!" His mouth claimed
the tit again and he sucked, his cock ramming fast in her cunt, and then he shot his boy
cream, and his little body jerked convulsively between her thighs as he drained his little
balls, his pressure delightfully strong.
"Oh, darling, that was such a lovely fuck you gave me," Eva told her son, and rubbed his
head lovingly. "Just rest with your cock soaking in my cunt for a minute and then Gilbert
will lie down on me and give me another fuck. Oooh, my cunt feels so good, so hot and
wet and my belly feels full of lovely warm jism."
About a minute later, Rod got up, tiredly but glowing with contentment, then he watched
as his brother went to his mother and knelt between her legs, his stiff prick in his right
hand while his left gently stroked the maternal cunt.
When he saw his mother's bare ass squirming on the pillow, Gilbert guessed she was
anxious for it, so he lowered himself onto her, probed her crotch until the head of his
cock found her open cunt and he pushed it in, slowly, letting himself and his mother
savor it a little at a time until it was buried in the depths of her cunt.
Gilbert rode high on his mother's body, the shaft of his cock making exciting contact with
her clit on every slow stroke, and Eva sensed that she would have yet another come. As
the exquisite contact continued, she became sure of it, and her arms wrapped more tightly
around him.
"I'm getting close, Mom," he told her, panting and sweating.
"So am I, darling. Keeping fucking and I'll have a big come. Oh what a fuck, what a
lovely fucking fuck!"
Gilbert felt very mature and proud of himself as he fucked his mother, hoping he could
make her come, then she was whimpering, and he felt her body tensing and guessed he
was about to achieve his goal. What began as a growling sound in Eva's throat grew to a
high-pitched shriek as she climaxed. She was still shrieking when, after a few fast
strokes, Gilbert's boy jism blasted up her cunt and she raised her long, shapely legs and
wrapped them tightly around him.
As she watched Gilbert resting on his mother's body, Jenny stopped fingering her cunt
and knew it would take more than that to satisfy her need. She hurried to the dresser,
opened a drawer, and took out one of the dildoes she had brought from the farm with her
to add variety to their sex life. It was one of the strap-on variety and the white straps
dangled as she walked to the bed with it, then stood, rubbing the head of it over the lips
of her cunt, which was nicely moist from all the fingering she had given it after Rod had
lapped her with such passion.
When Eva saw what she was holding, she patted her son on the back and told him it was
time to get up. When he did so, Eva got up too, and silently took the dildo from the
younger woman and strapped it on so that when she was finished, she wore a very reallooking
and very hard-looking cock, which she held the way a man would hold the real
thing.
"You've earned all the fucking you can handle, darling," she told Jenny. "Lie down and
I'll fuck you."
While the boys stared in awe and excitement, Jenny lay back on the bed with her legs
wide open, and then Eva was kneeling between her legs, rubbing her cunt and then
parting the lips with the tips of her fingers. Sighing, Eva lowered herself onto her partner,
then worked the head of the artificial cock into her juicy cunt mouth. She had used the
dildo only once before, but she found it easy, easy and very enjoyable as she fucked the
young beauty while her sons watched her excitingly bouncing ass and wished they could
get their cocks up again.
The fucking had been going on for a long time when they heard Jenny gasp a couple of
times, then cry out in orgasm. As she did, Eva buried the prick in her and lay down firmly
on her, pressing her warmly and wetly into the bed.
They rested together there for a little while and then whispered. Eva took the wet cock
out of Jenny and knelt up on the bed, holding it in her hand and enjoying the sticky feel
of it, then Jenny was kneeling too, but on all fours, her lovely ass aimed at the two boys,
who delighted in the sight of it and of her cunt, still stretched open and looking hot and
juicy.
Eva moved into position behind her and the boys came closer so that they had a good
view of the long dildo as it opened Jenny's cunt into a wide circle and Eva worked it up
her slit a little at a time. As the cock filled her and turned her on more and more, Jenny's
lush tits swayed under her, looking so enticing that Rod gave up his close view of the
fucking to go lie under her, face up, so that he could admire and play with her big tits
while his mother rode her ass, continuing the exciting fucking and making Jenny hornier
and happier by the moment. When she took the dildo in that position, it could as easily
have been a man as a woman fucking her. The only difference was that with a dildo, she
knew it wouldn't go soft and would continue to fuck her until she climaxed, something no
man could guarantee.
The only sounds in the room were the slap-slapping of Eva's tummy on Jenny's bare ass,
and the labored breathing of the woman as she fucked. From time to time, Jenny added a
sigh to further warm the erotic music to which the boys listened with such delight.
And then Jenny was coming again and her tits swung madly, slapping Rod's face and
thrilling him. When the orgasm passed, Jenny sighed that she had been fucked enough for
the time being.
Eva sighed too as she withdrew the dildo from the well-fucked cunt, then she unfastened
it and, noticing how wetly it glowed in the bright light of the room, she impulsively put it
in her mouth and sucked it as she would a cock. It impressed the boys and brought a
smile to Jenny's face.
"Dildoes are very handy things to have around," Jenny told the two as they watched Eva
sucking the fake cock, staging a real performance. "They can be used in a lot of ways,
really."
"What else can they do besides that?" Gilbert asked, eager to have one of the women suck
his cock like that and take his boy cream right in her mouth.
"Well, for one thing, they give a woman a chance to fuck the man, for a change."
"You mean... up the ass?" he asked, his expression sensuous.
"That's right, dear," Jenny told him. "Roll over and let me examine your ass."
He did so and she bent over him, fondling the smooth, girlish cheeks, then parting them a
little and pushing a long finger slowly up his asshole and making him squirm.
"A dildo can go up the ass just like my finger is up yours," Jenny told him. "It could
stretch your asshole just like it stretches a cunt when it fucks."
"Gee," Rod said, almost sadly, as he watched the woman fingering his brother's asshole,
"there's so much to learn about sex."
"Yes, darling," his mother told him, and hugged him to her naked body, "there is so much
to learn and that's where all the fun is, learning new and exciting things. We're just
beginning our lives now, and what beautiful lives they're going to be, for all of us."
In that moment, more than at any time before, Eva felt positive she had made the right
choice about the course of her sons' lives, and she thanked Jenny silently for having led
her to it.