New story here. It takes a while to get going, but I believe the background is important. If you're looking for a quickie, this may not be for you.

I do appreciate your time. Thanks.

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My name is Donal Liam Padraig O'Sullivan. If you read it with your best Irish lilt, or perhaps using your leprechaun impression, it rolls off the tongue easier, and accurately conveys my lineage. I'm lucky that even my parents didn't call me that tongue twisting moniker... unless I'm in trouble. Otherwise, I was just plain Danny. Yes, I'm Irish.

And no, I'm not... at least, not really. I'm Canadian, and so are my sisters, and my parents, but that didn't stop my parents from naming us all in the Celtic tradition. My grandparents are Old Country, as are my Great Grandparents, a few of whom are still alive, and one Great Great Grandmother. I suppose, when you follow the good Catholic example of spawning enough children to start a family sports team, there will be survivors, and if a muti-generational family reunion were to happen... well, we'd need a lot of chairs.

With five older sisters, twenty cousins spread across five maternal aunts and one uncle, and 18 more from my father's side, we were nearly a nation of our own. I gave up trying to figure it out beyond my great grandparents... It was giving me a headache. Let's just say the O'Sullivan genes were well spread out across the world.

It got a little more confusing around our house than mere numbers. My mother is the oldest of my grandparent's children, and she met Dad, married, and had my eldest sister just after turning eighteen. It must have spurred my grandparents into action once more, and they had one more child, a girl, about a year after. By the time I came along, about five years, two single and one pair of twin girls later, my Aunt Siobhan was at our house so much, I really thought she was my sister.

I don't remember much about my father, as he died shortly after my second birthday. Maybe the strain of trying to produce a male heir was too much, after so many girls. Whatever the reason, I grew up in a house full of women, the only testosterone in a sea of estrogen.

I absolutely loved it. Being the youngest, and only boy, I was doted on by my all my sisters, my aunt, and my Mom. There was very little sibling rivalry that I recall... at least, not directed toward me. As my sisters grew up, there was some friction within the female members of our family, but I was blissfully uninvolved.

Often, I was like a fly on the wall, completely unnoticed. Oh, the things I saw.

I don't know if you've spent much time around that many females at once, but during the morning rush, it can be like backstage at a Las Vegas revue, with women in various stages of undress flitting all around. Towels were dropped, and naked women were everywhere.

Of course, most of the women weren't really women yet, just barely older than I was, but Mom sometimes forgot I was around. She wouldn't be competing in any swimsuit competitions anymore, but as the first adult woman I ever saw naked, her plump, rounded curves and big tits made a lasting impression. Soon, Fiona, my eldest sister, started to take on some of the same attributes, and that's when doors started getting closed around the house. My time as an honorary sister reached its end. It was nice while it lasted, even if I didn't really know what I was seeing.

I think that's about the time Vonnie and I grew closer. Yes, I'm talking about my aunt Siobhan, which is pronounced 'Shavon' for most people, despite the distinct lack of a 'V' anywhere in the name. I called her Vonnie, and as I said earlier, she spent a lot of time at our house. Only two blocks away, and closer in age to my family than her own, she was like my sixth sister, and had a different attitude than my real sisters.

Her own brother... my uncle Cillian, was seventeen years older than her. Her closest sister was twelve years older, so she was every bit as much an afterthought as I was, as low boys and girls on our respective totem poles. I suppose it's natural we should become good friends, and the five year gap between us didn't seem quite so wide.

Vonnie was going through the same changes my sisters were, but she remained my friend throughout, without the uncomfortable weirdness I was getting from Fiona, Maire, Muireanne, Shelagh, and Gael. As Fiona blossomed into a beautiful carbon copy of Mom, complete with the red hair and blue eyes, Vonnie became a similar version of her own mother, my grandmother. Her hair was a little darker, but the resemblance to both her mother and sister was obvious.

I believe that this is about when I discovered the laundry hamper. Six... or occasionally seven... women go through a lot of panties, and I noticed the aroma that all those soiled undies were producing. I was entering puberty myself, and for some reason unknown to me at the time, the smell of pussy made my cock get very stiff. I discovered that rubbing my stiff cock felt really, realllllllly goooooood, so I would do it every day. It was fun.

Mom didn't think it was so much fun, though, when she caught me one day, a pair of Fiona's panties in one hand, under my nose, and my rock hard dick in the other. Appalled, she banished me to my room, and changed the laundry procedures in the house to cut off my supply of aromatic underwear. Without the extra stimulation, masturbation lost some of its appeal, but the genie was out of the bottle, and I couldn't unlearn jerking off.

I could learn to lock the damn bathroom door properly, however.

***

I'm not really sure how Vonnie found out about my private bathroom activities. It might have been overheard gossip, or maybe she just figured I was the right age, and made the logical assumption. I mean, we may all have been named like we were still in the 19th century, but we were a thoroughly modern family, and knew what was what.

She had this way of teasing me about it... if it had been my sisters doing it, I would have been mortified, but she made it a fun tease. She called it 'playing with my boy stuff', kind of a gentle reminder that we were different, even if she was my best female friend. It always ended with a hug, just to let me know it was not meant maliciously.

The playful banter took on a new dimension one day, when she was inducing a blush by razzing me, as usual. We were alone... she was very careful not to give fuel to my sisters. It was our little game, and she didn't want it to become too emotionally painful. It was supposed to be fun, but the bomb she dropped on me made it much more than merely play.

She was doing her best, turning me bright red with questions about when I last 'played with my stuff', and she looked around, making sure we were alone.

"You know, girls do it too," she smiled. I was confused, and it must have shown, so she clarified. "You play with your stuff, and we play with ours. I play with mine all the time."

What?

We were thoroughly modern, but Mom had a modern solution to keep her children from growing up too quickly. She took parental security codes to a level I didn't know existed, so I wasn't as knowledgeable about the mechanics of sex as some of my friends. The thought that girls did... that... to themselves was new.

New, and exciting. That image was front and centre in my mind during my next opportunity to play with my stuff.

Despite Mom's best efforts, my sexual education had begun. I was twelve, and at a time when most boys were learning from each other or the Internet, I had a much more interesting source. A much softer, and more attractive source.

My friend, who was more like a sister to me, but wasn't, because she wasn't.

No. She was my mother's sister.

My aunt Siobhan.

***

Things remained status quo for a while. Vonnie was nearly eighteen, was dating other boys, and was still my best friend.

She was also still my teacher, and would drop the odd tidbit here and there. Nothing too overt, and nothing I couldn't get from the Internet, if I could find a way around Mom's password codes... but delivered as it was from a female perspective, I found it fascinating.

Her friendship had also given me more confidence around girls. Yes, she still teased me, and always held the upper hand, but coming from her I didn't mind as much. My sisters held their power as a way of putting me in my place, but Vonnie was playing when she did it. It was our private game, and she obviously enjoyed it as much as I did.

Anyway, that confidence came bubbling to the surface one day when she was at our house, just after her birthday. She was officially a woman now, but that didn't change anything between us. She popped in on me in my room, but before she could begin her normal routine, I beat her to it.

"So, how about you tell me when you last played with your stuff?" I asked, with a smile and a gallon of bravado.

"Oh ho! Look who just grew a pair!" Vonnie laughed, her blue eyes sparkling. "Okay, Mr. O'Sullivan... It was yesterday, and it was lots of fun!" she giggled, then gestured to me. It was my turn.

"This morning, and I had fun, too," I laughed back. The confidence was like a narcotic, and made me continue without thinking. "It would be better with something to sniff, um... oh, never mind."

I could feel my face glowing, and turned away.

"Danny?" she said softly, touching my shoulder. I turned back to face her. "It's alright. Nothing new under the sun. We girls do smell good, don't we?" She wrapped me in a big hug, letting me know my apparent perversion wasn't going to chase her away. She held me longer than usual, my head against her chest. It was so soft. A certain part of me was headed toward the other end of the scale, so I turned my hips, hoping she wouldn't notice. She released me, and left with a different look on her face, like she was thinking.

At the nearest opportunity, I made a bee-line for the bathroom.

***

For my thirteenth birthday, Mom got me my first cell phone. In it, she had already programmed her own cell number, and those of all my sisters, who had received their phones on their thirteenth birthday.

There was one number missing, and I asked Fiona if I could borrow her phone to get it. She just smiled, and handed it to me, letting me look up Vonnie's number myself. I gave it back, and typed the information into my device.

I was so proud. Getting my phone was a rite of passage in our house. It signified trust, and growing up. I wanted to call someone special for my first call, and there was only one person who qualified. I pressed the button.

"Hello?" I heard from the other end.

"Hi. It's me," I giggled, then clued in. Maybe she didn't recognize my voice, so I clarified. "It's Danny. I got my new phone!"

"So I see," she laughed. "That's great, honey. I'd love to talk, but I'm a little busy right now. Can I call you back?"

"Um, sure," I replied, "I guess I don't really have much to say anyway. Just wanted to try my phone, and wanted you to be my first call."

"That's so sweet, honey. I promise, I'll call you back later, okay?" she said softly.

"Okay," I nodded. "Goodbye."

Just before the line went dead, I thought I heard a voice ask "who was tha..." It wasn't a girl's voice.

About ten minutes later, my phone made a noise. I picked it up. My first text message. From Vonnie.

Sorry about that, sweetie. I'm on a date. I'll call you when I get home, and I'm definitely coming to your party this weekend. Congratulations, little man!

I read it twice. On a date? Well, that explains it. I wasn't sure what 'on a date' meant yet, but it sounded important. Maybe she'd explain it when we talked.

Okay. Thanks. I typed, and hit send.

I waited for her to call back, but I fell asleep before she did.

***

The phone was laying on my pillow, right next to my face, so when it buzzed, it woke me easily.

"Hello?" I answered, even though I knew who it was. Who else could it be?

"Hi Danny!," Vonnie chirped. "I'm really sorry I couldn't talk before. I was with my boyfriend. It took a while to explain to him who you were. He's the jealous type. He thought I had another boyfriend on the side, so now he doesn't have a girlfriend."

It took me a few seconds to decipher that one. She had dumped him because of my call.

"I'm sorry, Vonnie. I didn't mean to cause trouble. I just..."

"Danny... honey," she interrupted. "I didn't tell you that to make you feel guilty. It's not your fault, so don't worry about it. I'm actually glad I found out now that he's a jerk, before I got emotionally involved. Thank you."

I had no idea what to say next, so I said nothing, hoping she would save me.

"I guess that makes you my only boyfriend," she laughed. "Do you like older women?"

"All the women I know are older women," I smiled, in a moment of sudden adolescent maturity.

"Wow! You really have grown up lately, haven't you?" she howled. "That was funny!"

I laughed along with her, feeling close despite the distance between us. A whole two blocks.

"I should go, honey, but I'll see you Saturday at your party," she said softly.

I really liked the idea of being her boyfriend, even if I didn't know what it meant yet.

***

Things started changing around our house during the next year or so. Fiona got married and moved out before I turned fourteen. The twins were both gone by the time I turned seventeen, and my youngest older sister, Gael married shortly after that, leaving only Shelagh and myself at home with Mom.

More changed at home than just the roster of residents. For example, I grew up. Literally.

My father hadn't been overly tall, or at least, not that I recall. When you're a kid, everything is relative. When everyone is that much taller than you are, you only notice their height compared to each other. This fact was made worse by the fact that I was a small child. All my sisters seemed to be blessed with the long legs of a gazelle from birth, but I was the little brother, in every sense of the word.

All that started to change just after I turned thirteen, as my growth spurt finally arrived. For the next three years, I was a clothing manufacturers dream, growing out of pants every three or four months. I went from just under five feet, and about 100 pounds, to just over six feet, and nearly 180.

Through it all, Vonnie and I remained close. She had her life, of course, and several boyfriends, but I remained her one, constant, special friend. Our conversations, almost every night, were those of best friends, not nephew and aunt.

Vonnie became my tutor again, coaching me through my earliest relationships with girls. Little more than crushes, really, but she helped me understand the female point of view, especially when the point of view excluded me. She was like a mother, my own age, or at least a lot closer to it, and she was much easier to talk to.

I even returned the favour when her most serious relationship imploded, holding her while she cried, then telling her how beautiful she was, and what an idiot he was. I'll never forget her kiss of thanks...on the cheek, but still so tender and memorable.

I found myself getting emotionally attached to her. It was difficult to remember she was my aunt.

***

My eighteenth birthday was special. I suppose that's pretty obvious, with the whole 'legal age' thing, but mine was more so.

As often happens, my actual birthday fell midweek, but there was no way our family was doing a midweek party. Too many aunts, uncles, cousins, sisters and grandparents to pull that off, so the party would be a belated affair. That didn't stop my friends from taking me out for a small gathering, however, and my sister Shelagh had a wrapped parcel for me when I got home.

"Siobhan dropped this off for you," Shelagh said quietly. "Happy birthday."

I looked at the package... a box, wrapped in bright paper, with a ribbon around it. A card was attached, and I opened it first.

"Call me before you open this," it said, along with the usual best wishes. "No matter what time it is."

Okay, you got it. I thumbed my phone into life, and scrolled down the list to Vonnie, then pressed the button. A few seconds later, I heard her familiar voice.

"Hi Danny, honey," she purred. "I was wondering if I would hear from you tonight. Shelagh said you were out with your friends. Did you have fun?"

"Yeah, I suppose," I replied. "Just a few of my classmates taking me out for a burger and some fun. Nothing much happened."

"Any girls there?" she asked. "Any hotties after your body now that you're legal?"

"I wish!" I laughed. "Just one girl tonight, the girlfriend of one of my buddies, and she's not that hot," I explained. "What's with the gift? Does this mean you're not coming this weekend?"

"Oh no," she giggled, "I'll be there. You've got a birthday kiss, and a big hug coming."

Mmmmm, a Vonnie hug... almost as soft as a Mom hug, and a whole lot more fun. She had developed the same big, voluptuous chest as her sisters... I mean, Mom and my other aunts. Actually all my sisters were pretty similar, as well. This house would be filled with big, soft breasts this weekend, and I'd probably get hugs from all of them. Little wonder I was a breast man.

"I just thought this gift would be better without the crowd," she continued. "Actually," she laughed, "I don't think either of us wants to open this in front of anyone else."

"Huh?" I asked, not following her point.

"Just open it. You'll see," she directed.

Okay. I plucked at the ribbon, which gave way, and allowed me to tear the paper open. A box, yes, that much I guessed. I popped the tape at each side, and lifted the lid.

It was a book, one that I had been looking for. I had an interest in vintage warbirds, and this book catalogued the various models of the iconic British fighter, the Spitfire.

"Vonnie! This is perfect! Thank you so much!" I gasped, then wondered, "Why wouldn't I open this in front of anyone? It's a great gift."

"Well... It's not alone in there," she said softly. "Look under the tissue. I got you something you've wanted for years," she added cryptically.

Women! Why can't they just answer a question? I thought, rummaging deeper. Why does everything have to... be a... Oh my god!

There, between the layers of tissue paper, was a clear zip lock bag. I picked it up with trembling hands. Inside... oh god... inside was a... a pair of panties! I gasped.

She's either psychic or she heard me, and knew I'd found the special gift.

"I remember someone saying they wanted something to sniff while playing with their stuff," she giggled. "You still play with your stuff, don't you?"

"Um, yeah," I gulped, holding the bag up. They weren't just panties ; they were sexy panties, black, lacey, and quite brief. "Are these yours, Vonnie?" I asked, picturing her in the tiny garment.

"No, I stole them from a strangers house for you!" she laughed. "YES! Of course they're mine! I wore them for two days, just to make sure they'd last a while... you know, so you could play more than once. Speaking of which... did you play today?"

"Uh... no actually," I stumbled. "Did you?"

"Mmmmm, yes," she growled. "Twice. So I guess you'll be wanting to go now, huh? Have fun, honey."

The phone went dead.

My cock, on the other hand, was definitely alive. It had begun to awaken when I saw the panties in the bag, and gradually hardened throughout the conversation. Now it was harder than I could ever remember it being, and very, very uncomfortable in my pants. She was right ; I was heading to the bathroom, right now.

One advantage to being nearly the last one left in the house was that bathroom time... for any reason... no longer needed to be scheduled on a seniority basis. There were two full baths and a powder room to choose from. Since it was late, and both Mom and Shelagh were asleep, I chose the powder room downstairs, as far away from them as possible. Sure, I'd be as quiet as I could, but why take extra chances?

With Vonnie's gift under my arm, I crept out of my room, to the stairs and down, avoiding the squeaky stair third from the top. At last, I reached my sanctuary, closed the door, and locked it.

Getting downstairs with a full blown erection had been painful, so I freed my throbbing dick, letting it stand straight out.

"Oh shit, that's better," I sighed. The bag of heaven was laying on the counter, and I picked it up, holding it under my nose. The seal was doing a great job of containing the scent within, as I didn't smell anything. Grasping the edges, I pulled it open, slowly.

The delicious aroma of fresh pussy wafted out, finding a welcome home in my nostrils. They say scent is the most powerful of memory triggers, and right now, I'd believe it. Images of years past, when I raided the laundry in the bathroom to find my sister's panties, then jerked off while inhaling her smells, flooded back into my mind.

I gripped my shaft firmly, and started to pleasure myself. Still holding the bag under my nose, my hand moved with a mind of its own, sliding back and forth along my hard, tumescent cock.

"Oh my god, Vonnie," I whispered. "Your pussy smells incredible. I can't believe you did this for me." Another deep sniff set my brain on fire, and I could feel the tingle in my balls growing. I was going to cum, soon. Her scent had me beyond excited.

I gritted my teeth, stifled a bellowing grunt of release, and exploded. Semen rocketed out, splashing across the mirror in an impressionistic stripe of white. I did my Jackson Pollack impression, splattering the powder room wildly, absolutely unable to either stop or control the discharge. I had never, ever cum this hard before. At last, the final spurts subsided, and I dropped to one knee, gasping for breath.

"Holy shit," I breathed, watching the room spin around my head. "That was unbelievable." I looked around. There was cum everywhere. I was going to need to clean the whole room.

It was worth it. Even though it took me twenty minutes to clean up the mess... ten times longer than it took to make it... it was worth it.

Silently, I walked unsteadily back upstairs, Vonnie's resealed bag held tight in my hand. I almost forgot to avoid the squeaky step, but remembered at the last second. Finally, I made it back into my room, and flopped on the bed.

I stared at the ceiling for a few minutes, then found a safe hiding place for my new most treasured possession. I'd tell you where, but it's a secret. At last, I climbed into bed, and turned off the light. Just one last thing to do, so I picked up my phone.

That was incredible, I typed. Thank you so much, Vonnie.

Her response was nearly immediate.

You're welcome. Glad it was good for you too.

Too? You played as well? I asked.

Oh yeah. Can't let you have all the fun. It's exciting, she replied.

What is?

Knowing you're sniffing MY underwear, and getting yourself off. Very nasty. I like it. Going to sleep now. Goodnight Danny. Sweet dreams. she finished.

Oh shit... she had to tell me that, just before I go to sleep? I thought, feeling my cock twitch slightly. Sweet dreams, indeed.

***

In the morning, I woke with a huge case of morning wood. Throughout the night, visions of Vonnie and I, inflagrante delicto, had filled my head. No, it wasn't the first time... but it was the first time I knew she was thinking about me, as well. That made it possible, not just fantasy.

Problem. She's my mother's little sister... My aunt, although I had never called her Auntie. Hell, she and I were so close, she was more like MY sister. I'm not sure which one was worse, but either way, this was a relationship that could never happen, no matter how much my dick wanted it to. I'm not sure I believed in hell, but I wasn't really looking to risk it. Even if there was no eternal damnation, there was still the bulk of my family to deal with. Dozens of them. I have a feeling we'd find support hard to find among them.

Then again, she's so hot, and sexy... I thought. The rationalization process began in earnest.

I might have been getting ahead of myself. Just because she said she found the thought of me using her soiled panties exciting, didn't suddenly mean she was pining for me. Maybe I was just part of her playtime, as she was part of mine.

Hmmm... but she did give me her panties, and she's not just part of my playtime ; she's the star, and the only woman I can picture when I feel that urge to release the tension.

I finally decided not to drive myself crazy, trying to figure it out. At least, not before the weekend.

***

Saturday afternoon, my relatives began to filter in around 2. The early arrivals were mostly there to help my mother with the preparation of food for the party. It simply wasn't possible for one person to whip up a meal for thirty of forty people in a single afternoon.

So, the potluck contributions started to pile up in the kitchen, along with their own delicious aromas. Recent events had made me realize how sensitive to smells I had become. Certain smells more than others.

The crowd was growing, making space in our house hard to come by. It was a big enough house to grow up in, with Mom and five sisters. That roster had shrunk to just three in the last year, but today's festivities had it bulging at the seams. I was the guest of honour, but it was getting a little tight.

My family really did have some beautiful women in it. Along with all the red hair and blue eyes, were lots of breasts, most of them nice and round and soft. A man can only take so many sets of boobs rubbing against him before a certain part of his anatomy begins to notice. I needed to get some space, to let things calm down, so I retreated to my room.

I was laying back, relaxing and watching some TV. My erection had subsided, but I hadn't received my hug from one certain guest yet. She was a late arrival, despite living only two blocks away, but I knew she was coming. There was a quiet knock on the door, and it opened.

Ah, there she is...

"May I come in?" she asked, smiling around the edge of my door. "I'm not interrupting, um, anything important?"

"No, Vonnie," I laughed, "You're not interrupting. Come in."

"Your mother asked me to find you. Dinner is ready, and everyone is here, so we need the guest of honour," she said softly.

"Right," I answered, turning of the TV with the remote, and rolling off the bed. I stood, and she looked up at me.

"I remember when you were smaller than me," she giggled. "Now you're a big, strong man. You'll always be little Danny, my favourite nephew, to me, though. You want your hug, now?" She opened her arms as she asked it, and my eyes fell on her chest.

"Hell yeah!" I smiled, stepping into her embrace.

Getting my hug in private was a very good idea, for reasons I'm sure you can guess. The feeling of her big boobs against me, and my feelings for her, made my dick spring into action.

Vonnie was wrapped tight in my arms, resting her head on my chest. Her arms were around my waist, with mine around her shoulders.

"Um, Danny... Is that what I think it is?" she asked, but made no move to leave.

"Well, uh, yeah," I giggled. "Sorry."

"No," she giggled back. "I guess you're not so little anymore, are you? I take it you're enjoying your gift," she added, leaning back to look up at me.

"Yes, thank you," I smiled, and she snuggled back against me.

"Let me know when they need to be recharged," she whispered. "I'll take care of it. At least, until you get a girlfriend. Then it's her job to take care of you, and this thing," she snickered, rubbing against my bulge gently.

I could have stood there all day, but Vonnie was still in control, and had a mission besides causing a huge erection.

"Okay... I'm, um... I'm going to leave now," she blushed, pulling back and casting a glance at the tent she had caused. "You calm down, and come downstairs when you're ready. Happy birthday, honey."

As she opened the door and stepped out, I caught her sneaking a final peek at my crotch. "Wow," she breathed, and was gone.

***

It only took me a few minutes to settle down and join the gathering.

I came downstairs to find my grandparents using the concentration of relatives to announce that they were going to be taking an extended vacation. They would be away for a month between the flight, shore stay, and two week cruise. My grandmother took me aside, to ask me if I would please help Siobhan take care of the house. I already had a weekly date with the lawnmower in their garage, so it was no extra work. Just the same, she slipped an envelope into my hand, paying me in advance for the yard work and extra chores.

There were lots of gifts... mostly more cash... and the food was great, as it always was.

Everyone was older than I was, with the exception of the next generation of O'Sullivan children. I suppose they technically weren't O'Sullivans, as they were Fiona's children from her marriage, and her name was now Gerrard. I was reminded that I was an uncle.

And an adult, or at least according to all the back slapping, hugs and kisses I was receiving. An adult is expected to be in control of his urges and actions, but Vonnie was not making it easy.

It did seem like she was everywhere I looked, and she was making some serious eye contact, a cryptic smirk tickling the corners of her mouth. I had to assume it was an intentional tease.

It was working.

***

A few weeks passed. I made use of my sexy aunt's underwear often.

Well, despite being an adult male, available, and reasonably handsome, the ladies were not beating a path to my door. I had a few first dates, but there were no sparks.

In truth, I was being too hard on the girls I dated. I was subconsciously comparing them to my personal example of perfection, and it wasn't a fair comparison. They were lovely women, but they all had one fatal flaw ; they weren't Vonnie.

Speaking of Vonnie, she visiting my house the afternoon after my grandparents left for their vacation. She said she didn't feel like eating alone, and Mom had invited her little sister over for dinner.

Normally, I would have been thrilled to have the object of my desires visiting. Recently, however, I was finding it more and more difficult to disguise the fact that I was having feelings for her ; feelings I wasn't suppose to be having for a female relative. It was bad enough when she popped in on me alone, but Mom and Shelagh were there too, so I really had to play it cool.

I may have played it a little too cool. After dinner, I retreated to my room, and hid. Ten minutes later, there was a gentle knock on my door, and I opened it to find Vonnie.

"May I?" she asked softly, and I stepped aside, allowing her in.

"Danny, are you mad at me? Did I do something wrong?" she immediately whispered, as I closed the door.

Like I said... trying to hide my feelings had given the impression that I was angry with her. I wasn't good at emotional camouflage.

"No, not at all," I replied, still reining in my urges. "Just distracted. Sorry about that."

It was partly true, because she was a huge distraction. I found her to be one any time I saw her, but today, it was multiplied tenfold. I don't know if she had a date later, or what the reason, but her attire was making me crazy. Picture your perfect woman... Now dress her in a form fitting, cleavage displaying top, and a skirt that ends just above the knee.

Now... Make her your sister, or your aunt, and you know what I was feeling. You really, really, realllllllly want to, but you really, really shouldn't.

"Oh, that's good," she smiled. "I can't have my favourite boyfriend being mad at me. You're sure? Here... give me a hug. I'll be able to tell." She held her arms open.

Of that I'm sure, I thought as I stood. She wrapped herself around me, and I gave up trying to fight it. I held tight, crushing her against me.

"Mmmmm, this is nice," she sighed. "I admit... You don't feel mad to me."

No, but if we hold this position for much longer, you'll feel something.

"There is something you could do for me," I began. She stepped back, and looked up at me, glancing down for a split second at the bulge that was forming.

"Anything," she giggled.

I reached under my mattress, then extracted and handed Vonnie the bag that contained her panties.

"Okay, you're looking for a refill?" she giggled, cracking open the seal. She inhaled. "Ooooo, yes... that's me, but it is a little weak, isn't it?"

"Yes Ma'am. You said you would recharge them for me, so..." I suggested.

"Are you emotionally attached to the black ones, or open to options?" she grinned.

"I'm always open to options," I smiled back.

"Fine. Turn around," she directed. I did, but it only made me look into the mirror. If the goal was to keep me from watching her drop her panties on my bedroom floor, this wasn't going to work. She saw me smiling at her in the reflection. "Hmmm... Not quite as planned. Okay. You... Here. Face the corner, and no peeking. Promise?"

Yes Ma'am. No peeking," I nodded stepping into the position as requested.

I heard the rustle of fabric, then the sound of the zip lock opening. Finally, the clicks of it closing.

"Alright, here you go," she giggled, "fresh off the, um, uh... well let's just say fresh, and leave it at that."

I turned, to find her holding the bag in two fingers. Instead of the lacey black panties of before, the bag now held a red thong.

"Thank you," I choked. "Thank you so much."

"You're welcome, honey," she purred, and kissed my cheek. "Have fun. Talk to you later?"

"Mmmmm hmmm," I nodded, holding the bag tight.

"Don't forget. Tomorrow is lawn day. See you there," she said, grinning widely.

She gave me one more glance, and stepped out, closing the door behind her.

I opened the bag. Oh my... 'fresh' was an understatement. They were still warm. They were still... wet. My dick twitched in my pants, already hard as a rock.

Have you ever bought a loaf of bread, fresh and warm from the oven? Isn't it just the most irresistible thing in the world? I know I always end up ripping a chunk out of it in the checkout line, and tasting the warm deliciousness while it's available.

I faced the same situation here. Vonnie's panties were even more attractive than fresh bread, and I did what you probably would have done, given the same chance ; I tasted them.

I wasn't prepared for it. I had been on many dates, and even managed to visit second base on many occasions. I got thrown out between second and third once. I had cracked Mom's Internet security, and had visited hundreds of porn sites, and knew that the guys eating those porn star pussies seemed to be having a lot of fun. I was, of course, quite familiar with the delectable aroma of pussy, my aunt's in particular. But... I hadn't yet tasted it, so when I did, it almost made me cum right there.

Wow. Her pussy was just... Wow. I needed the bathroom, right away.

At least I had found a certain amount of control in there. After that first night, when I wound up redecorating the whole room, I had learned to prepare for the potential mess. Good thing, because this time, I barely got a dozen strokes in before cum rocketed out, splashing into the toilet. My aim was true. No cleanup would be required.

***

As Vonnie had reminded me yesterday, I had to cut my grandparent's lawn. They had lived there for... Ever. When their house had been built, the neighbourhood wasn't a neighbourhood yet, and because of that, they had a huge yard, by city standards. It was even bigger at one point, but they had sold a few slices, one to either side, when the market was good.

There were a few trees to provide shade, but mostly it was a sunbaked hour of hot work. It would have been wise to do it early, before the heat came up and made it unbearable.

No one ever said I was wise, so I put it off, until I had no choice. It was definitely the time of day for mad dogs and Englishmen.

I walked the two blocks over to my grandparent's house, and retrieved the mower from their garage. I fuelled it up, and got it started on the third pull, starting the back and forth pattern across the front yard.

It was quite warm, and I had a pretty good sweat going by the time I finished the front, including the small tongue of grass that wrapped around the far end of the house, and the strip that separated the driveway from the property line. I grabbed the string trimmer, and edged the drive, pathway and fences, just to get a break from the position bent over the mower handlebar.

With the front half finished, I opened the gate to the backyard, and shuttled the equipment through, rounding the corner of the house into the expanse of grass. I wasn't prepared.

First, I was surprised. I didn't even know Siobhan was home, as she usually made her presence known. Second, I wasn't ready for her in a bikini. I'd seen her in a bathing suit before, but only in a one piece, which was devastating enough. Her body in a bikini was just... Oh my god!

She was laid back, tanning on a lounger up on the second level deck. When she heard me slam the gate, she waved, and stood up at the railing, smiling down at me.

"Hi Danny!" she laughed. "You look hot!"

I assume she meant it as in 'hot and sweaty'. Looking up at her from below, I could apply the same description, but with the other meaning. She was hot.

Her legs, her flat, trim tummy, and her ample chest combined were definitely gawk worthy. I tried not to be too obvious, but I couldn't see her eyes, hidden as they were behind her sunglasses. It was difficult to read her reaction.

"Hold on," she smiled. "I'll come down, and get you a drink."

I didn't get a chance to reply before she disappeared. A minute later, the lower glass door slid open, and she motioned me inside.

"Sit down and rest. You don't need to cut it all in one shot. It's hot out there," she giggled, tipping her glasses up into her hair.

I took a chair at the table. She padded around the kitchen, first getting a glass, then over to the fridge, where ice was dispensed. I watched her ass and legs as she walked, and was especially attentive when she stood in front of the open refrigerator door. The cool air wafted over her body, raising goosebumps, two in particular. With my drink poured, she closed the door, and brought it over to me. As she leaned across the table to slide it over, my eyes went to her incredible cleavage. They may have lingered a few seconds too long.

Vonnie read my eyes, and glanced down at the view she was offering me. She stood up, with a curious smirk on her face, but didn't say a word. The smirk persisted, as she scanned me with her own eyes. I was expecting... I don't know what... but certainly not what happened next.

"So, Danny," she whispered, "the panties I left with you last night? Did they do the job?"

She moved around the side of the table, perching on the edge. Her legs swung back and forth playfully.

I didn't answer, but my blush probably said more than enough. I could hardly deny it, as she knew well what I was doing with her 'gift'.

"And I saw you just now, looking at my breasts," she smiled, easing a few inches closer. "Do you like them, Danny?"

I didn't look up from my bowed position. I couldn't. I know she had participated, flirting back, and discussing masturbation with me. She had taught me about women, and given me her underwear to play with. The line between aunt and nephew was at best pretty fuzzy, if not obliterated. If I looked up, and saw her eyes, I was afraid I would vault over what was left of it.

I didn't know she was erasing it from her side, too.

I saw her thighs, so smooth and tanned, come into my lowered field of view. At their junction... Heaven. My mouth was full of cotton. I wanted so much to just reach out, peel the bottom half of her blue bikini aside, and bury my face in her cunt.

She leaned closer, and touched my chin gently with her hand. I resisted, and her touch became more insistent, tipping my face up toward hers.

Her blue eyes should have been angry, but they weren't. A thin smile on her face, she kissed my cheek again, as she always did. This kiss lingered, with her breath tickling my face and neck, then she repeated it, a little closer and a little longer. She backed away, looking once more into my eyes.

I could see her making a decision. The smile grew wider, and she pressed forward.

Vonnie kissed me. No longer a young aunt kissing her nephew on the cheek, this kiss was full on the mouth, and put all ambiguity to rest. I was surprised, but kissed back, effectively breaking down any barriers that remained. Her tongue pushed past mine, as she grasped my head with both hands. We were going down the road from which there was no return. A final pause, as we looked at each other one last time.

"Is this really what you want?" I asked, hoping she would say yes.

"Oh, um, jeez," she responded, biting her knuckle.

Perhaps there was disappointment on my face, or maybe it was totally her decision. Either way, she dropped her hand, and looked me straight in the eyes.

"Danny, honey... I know it's wrong, but yes," she smiled. "This is what I want. You are who I want. Are you okay with that?"

A final chance to stop us was dropped in my lap, but my rational self was not responding, beaten senseless by the part of me that had wanted Vonnie for years. I nodded.

"Alright, then, let's do it right," she whispered, reaching out for my hand. I took it, and she led the way. "Upstairs?"

I fell into her wake as she walked up the long staircase. I know we were going up there to behave in a very un-nephew-aunt way, but I still felt a little weird openly ogling her ass with each sexy, wiggling step she took. Barely covered by a swatch of blue, her rump jiggled slightly, attracting my gaze even when I looked away. Her long dark auburn hair swung from side to side hypnotically. Before I knew it, we were in her room. She turned to face me, and glanced down at my bulging crotch.

"Ready to go, I see," she smiled stepping in to kiss me again. "Let me take care of that for you." She directed me to stand by the corner of her bed, and kissed me as a distraction, so I didn't notice she was undoing my pants, and sliding them off over my hips. She sat me down, and skinned them off my legs, leaving me only in my t-shirt and underwear. Next off was my shirt, peeled off like a damp skin. She traced a fingertip across my chest.

"Definitely not little Danny anymore," she smiled. "You're a big, strong man now. My favourite kind."

She knelt, and tugged the waistband of my underwear down, letting my erection jump out.

"Ooooo... emphasis on the 'big' part!"

She touched my dick, rubbing the head against her cheek. It left a streak of clear ooze in its path. She inhaled, and moaned.

"So, Danny... You have a thing for the smell of pussy, right?" she giggled. I just nodded. "Well, I have a thing for the smell of a man. It gets me very, very wet."

I looked down at her gently stroking my cock. Her blue eyes were aflame.

"Have you ever had one of your girlfriends do this for you?" she asked. I just shook my head. "Oh, well I'm certain you're going to love it. Don't hold back, honey. Just let it happen. Let Vonnie look after you, okay?" A final smile, and her tongue reached out to taste my flesh.

I moaned. She moaned, and opened wide, dropping her mouth over the head. Her lips slid downward, claiming my shaft fractions of an inch at a time. She was right about me loving it ; I never imagined anything so incredible. Her mouth moved up and down, along with her hand.

Boom! The room exploded. I barely even felt it coming... uh, cumming... as I spewed uncontrollably down her throat. Vonnie gulped, and swallowed, but I was cumming like a proverbial racehorse, so my load overwhelmed her, leaking out the corners of her mouth.

I flopped back on the bed. The ceiling was spinning around, and I was breathing funny. I felt her slurping away at my twitching cock, then she was gone. Her smiling face appeared above me, wiping a streak of my cum off her chin.

"See? Told you you'd like it!" she laughed, snuggling next to me. We laid quietly for a few minutes, until I recovered slightly. "Ready to do me?" she asked.

If by 'do you', you mean lick your delicious, aromatic pussy?...then, Hell yeah!

Vonnie rolled over and plucked at the strings that held her bikini bottom in place. It fell away, and she knelt above my head, letting me feast my eyes on her beautiful cunt. Her scent filled my nostrils. She was indeed very wet, with a small trickle of her honey running down her thigh. When she spread her thick, dangling lips with two fingers, more ambrosia leaked out of her pink interior folds. She was bald and smooth, save a small tuft of auburn curls at the top of her feminine slit.

Finished tempting me with a display out of reach, she rolled onto her back, still wearing her top. She spread her legs wide.

I chambered between her legs, face to face with the object of my fantasies. She smelled... well, there are no words for what her intense scent was doing to my brain.

"Oh honey," she breathed. "Please don't keep me waiting. I need this. You have no idea how I've wanted to feel your tongue on me."

Well, if you insist...

I swept my tongue upward. If I thought her panties tasted good, then this was unbelievable. Salty, sweet, and completely addictive, Vonnie's juices were so delicious, I dug my tongue as deeply into her as I could to get as much as I could.

"Mmmmm, yes... I do love to be licked!" she gasped. "A little higher... that's it, honey. Mmmmm, yes, suck my clit... Higher... Right there! Oh fuck! Do it!"

I followed her directions, moving all around her succulent gash while she gave me the grand tour of her womanhood. Once I had the lay of the land, she relaxed and let me please her, moaning softly. Her hands were tangled in my hair, ensuring I wouldn't leave... like that was going to happen. We were going to hell now, anyway. Might as well make it worthwhile.

I was ears deep in her sloppy crevice, with two fingers joining in the fun when I needed to catch my breath. Judging from her dialogue, I was doing reasonably well eating my first pussy. I hoped I would get many more opportunities to pleasure Vonnie and perfect my technique. She was my instructor, after all.

Her instructions were currently peppered with a lot of 'yes's, and her hips were squirming, forcing me to pursue her across the bed. There's no way I was letting her get away.

"Oh god... ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh goddddddddddddd... yes, honey, that's it, suck my clit... suck my clit... oh please, make me cum, honey, just a little more! I'm so close... so close... Yes! YES! YESSSS!" she screamed, arching her back as she came. Her pussy gushed in my mouth, surprising me, and making me lick faster, which made her cum harder, until she melted back into the mattress, gasping for air.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh... fuck," she was panting as I slithered up beside her. She grabbed my head and kissed me hard, then collapsed again. "Mmmmm, I do taste good, don't I?"

We snuggled for a minute. I was watching her big breasts rise and fall with each breath, peeking into her bikini top. She must have seen me.

"Would you like to see them?" she whispered. "Go ahead," she smiled, pulling her hair aside to let me at the string behind her neck.

I grabbed the tip of one string with my teeth, and tugged while she giggled. The bow unravelled, and the fabric relaxed under the weight of her bust, springing downward. Half of her left nipple peeked out at me, until she shook her shoulders, making her globes wobble and push clear of the tiny top. At last, I saw the whole of her big tits, crowned with stiff, stubby nipples. They were magnificent, and it was now official ; my Aunt Vonnie had the whole package.

I felt her hand on my leg, and she wrapped her fingers around my resurrected cock, standing at attention. She smiled, and pushed me back, easing on top of me. Her eyes never left mine as she lowered herself aboard.

Oh my god! How can any one person smell so good, taste so delicious, and feel so incredible at once. My eyes rolled back as her pussy engulfed my shaft in a velvet embrace.

"Oh shit, that's a nice cock," she hissed. "So nice and thick... I'm going to enjoy this a lot, I think." She sat up, reaching behind herself to undo the lower string of her top. She tossed it on the floor, then leaned forward, resting her ample chest on mine. "So, Danny," she smiled from close range, "First blowjob, right?"

"Yes," I smiled back.

"First time eating a girl's pussy, too?" she asked. I grinned, and nodded. "Good job! You're a natural! That was quite the orgasm you gave me!"

I laughed, and marked a 'one' on my imaginary scoreboard with my finger.

"I assume this is a first, as well?" she breathed, undulating her hips to confirm my dick was buried to maximum depth in her receptive socket. The look on my face must have been sufficient confirmation. "Congratulations on losing your virginity. We're gonna have a great time together."

That comment was the early leader in the 'understatement of the year' competition. I assume you've been inside a pussy before? Do I need to say more?

Vonnie started to rise and fall on my cock, bouncing her tits in my face. I grabbed hold and began to suckle her hungrily. This I had done before, but none of my previous girlfriends had been endowed anything like my favourite Aunt. Vonnie's big jugs were so soft, and smooth, with nipples that grew into excited prongs on my mouth.

Speaking of exciting prongs... my dick certainly qualified. Vonnie's pussy was my own little slice of heaven, and it was doing things to my cock I didn't know were possible. Clutching, rippling, pulling on me. Despite my earlier orgasm, my balls were tingling again.

"Go ahead, honey," she whispered, apparently psychic as well as being a goddess. "Cum inside me. We have all day to play some more."

"Oh god!" I grunted, letting loose inside her with another load of spunk. She sat up, and ground herself down hard. Her head tilted back, and she shuddered, cumming along with me.

"Oh god indeed," she gasped, twitching in my grasp. "Fuck! That feels so nice and warm." She snuggled down against my chest again, and kissed my cheek. "Was it good for you, too?"

I laughed. What a ridiculous question! No, I hated it. Have you ever had a bad orgasm? Is it even possible?

She giggled back, and patted my chest, climbing off. As she wiggled away toward the bathroom, I saw my cum dripping down her leg. My cum... My mother's sister's leg. This was so wrong, but also so right.

Siobhan had always been in my life. I really did think of her more as a sister than an aunt, not that it made things between us less damning. Either way, neither my mother nor hers... my grandmother, for god's sake... would understand what we had just done.

I didn't care. We had almost a full month left to explore each other before they came home, and if I could keep from grinning like a lunatic around my mother, no one would know what we were doing just two blocks away.

Vonnie reappeared in the doorway. Naked, and glowing.

"So, why don't we go downstairs, have some lunch, and recover. Then you can finish the yard work," she said. "When you're done out there, I've got more work for you in here." Her expression was deadpan, making my wonder if our fun was over.

Still, she was naked, and making no attempt to cover up. She turned and walked away, then giggled and called over her shoulder, holding up two digits.

"Round two! Later! And this time, you fuck me!"

***

It's funny how much faster the backyard work went. Despite being the bigger expanse of grass, it flew by, due in no doubt to the prize that awaited me on completion. I had left my shirt inside, at her request, so she could watch me from the upstairs balcony. She had left her bikini on the bedroom floor so I would be reminded not to dally.

It worked. I set a new speed record for cutting the grass and edging the fence line. She was standing on the balcony, the sun glistening off her curvaceous form, while I cleaned the mower, and put everything away. I raced inside, and up the stairs, eager to answer the bell.

Holy fuck! I thought, as I paused in the doorway to her bedroom. This I'd like to see!

Vonnie was spread wide on the bed, with both hands busily probing her cunt. One hand was circling her clit furiously, while the other had three fingers pistoning into the dripping folds of her twat. Combined, the movement had her boobs dancing on her chest.

I unzipped, and freed myself from my shorts. My cock had been pretty stiff in the backyard, but seeing my aunt demonstrating how she played in the absence of a man had me like a rock immediately. I stroked it gently, and approached the bed.

"Mmmmm, yes, play with yours while I play with mine," she purred, fingering herself madly. "This is what I was doing while you were sniffing my underwear and jerking off. Just thought you'd like to watch... then you can fuck my brains out."

It was only a minute or two before her body stiffened, and she screeched a twenty-six syllable epithet of bliss. Her eyes closed, and she tried to catch her breath. My cock was lonely, but her legs were still askew. I knew just the place to put it.

Easing between her thighs, I pressed my rampant erection into her swollen, engorged vagina. Her eyes remained closed, but a smiled tickled her lips.

"That's it, honey... take me. Show me how you feel about me," she sighed.

My hips instinctively knew what to do, and I started to thrust into her feverishly. She had blown me to one orgasm, and ridden me to a second, so the urgency was gone, but my desire was just warming up. Excitement and shock had given way to lust. Now, I really wanted to fuck.

Vonnie's limp body came to life, one limb at a time. I was soon wrapped in a full embrace, as her arms encircled my shoulders, and her legs tightly gripped my waist.

"Yeah, baby, fuck me!" she growled. "Gimme that cock! Fuck me hard!"

The room reverberated with the sounds of sex... moans, groans, words of desperate encouragement, and bodies colliding. I should have been tired from cutting the grass, bur adrenaline was overriding fatigue, giving me enough energy to give her a proper seeing to. I was pounding her ceaselessly, maintaining a briskly rhythm of strokes into her sodden gash.

"Oh god, Danny, YES!" she grunted, clawing at my back. "Gonna fucking cum again!"

I felt her biting my shoulder as her body tensed yet again. She stifled a scream, and shook in my arms, while I continued unabated.

"Mna'a AHHHHHHNNnnnn... FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!" she gasped as another wave hit her. My hips were a blur, as I felt my own climax making its approach known. She read the increased pace. "Spray that hot cum on my tits! I want to watch you squirt!"

I grunted consent, and kept drilling her, crushing her into the mattress a final few times. The countdown commenced, and I yanked myself free, grabbing my throbbing, pussy drenched cock while I leaned over her.

I watched her eyes lock onto my dick. Her tongue licked her lips unconsciously.

"Jerk that fucking cock!" she demanded. "Do it! Cum on me!"

"Mnahhhhhfuuuuuck!" I bellowed, and she got her wish. A rope of hot jizz leapt out, and painted her from navel to nose. More followed, until she was glazed in a coat of translucent goo, which she immediately began to run her fingers through, moaning happily. I collapsed beside her, catching my breath and watching her lick her fingers and rub my discharge into her big boobs.

I was sweaty and exhausted. Just the way I should have been after cutting the grass.

"Okay honey. Get your ass out of here, before my sister comes looking for you. I'm coming to dinner again tonight, so I'll see you in a couple of hours," she smiled, taking control. She kissed me, and continued. "I'll think of something I need your help with for tomorrow. You've got one more hole to take!"

Say what?!

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I know I have just added to my list of stories needing another chapter, but I just had to get this one told. I hope you all enjoyed it. I'll get back to the others you have requested more from.

Please send me some comments and feedback suggestions, and as always, cast your votes.

Thanks for reading.

First, let me handle some old business, from the first chapter...

A reader had a correction regarding the pronunciation of the sexy aunt, Siobhan's name. The site I found the name on listed the English equivalent as 'Shavon', but apparently it is more correctly pronounced 'Shivon'. I thank that reader, and ask that you mentally correct it in the previous chapter, and thus Shavon becomes Shivon, but Vonnie remains unchanged.

Second... Wow, I guess this story has struck a chord. Lots of favourites, and lots of votes, in a very short time. I thank you very much.

So, with that in mind, let's see what mischief Vonnie and Danny can get into.

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It was a fun walk home. Only two blocks, but I had to restrain myself from skipping like a little girl.

A few hours ago, going the other direction, I had been a horny, reluctantly untarnished virgin. Now, I was a sexually experienced man, thanks totally to my luscious aunt. It couldn't get any better, could it?

Ask me again tomorrow.

I'm by no means an expert, but it seems to me that most guys might go years before a woman offers them her ass. If I could take Vonnie at her word... and she had never lied to me... I was going to get it on day two, A.V. (That's After Virginity.)

The whole world seemed a brighter, more vibrant place, since I got laid. I should have done it years ago. Maybe it was just my imagination.

As I walked in the door, I came face to face with my sister Shelagh, who was looking at me strangely.

"What?" I asked her.

"Where have you been?" she asked back.

"Doing the yard work at Grandma and Grandpa's house, same as usual," I replied, mildly annoyed at the interrogation. "Why?"

"Oh, nothing... you just looked different than you usually do after that," she smiled. "Still hot and sweaty, but different. Happier."

Jesus! Is it that obvious? I thought. I just walk in the door, and my sister notices the change instantly? This could be trouble. What if she figures it out? Worse yet... What if Mom figures it out? I'll have to try harder to play it cool.

"I guess I'm happy it's done," I offered, hoping she'd take that as an answer. Thankfully, the inner workings of her little brother was not a priority subject for Shelagh.

"Yeah, whatever," she giggled, and went past me into the kitchen, where Mom was busy cooking.

I went upstairs to my room, stripped off my sweaty clothes, and donned my robe, heading into the bathroom for a shower. I needed to wash the sweat off. I needed to wash Vonnie's scent off, too, lest my mother smell pussy on me. This was a very dangerous situation, but it was a danger I hoped would become commonplace.

Turning the water on, I stepped into the shower, and within seconds, the evidence was gone. Gone from my body, at least. My mind was a whole other matter. There wasn't enough soap in the world to wash that out of my memory. Nor did I want it to.

I stood under the spray of warm water, lost in thought. I thought about her lips and mouth on my cock, as she sucked me. I thought about the incredible sensation of her pussy surrounding my cock for the first time. I pictured her curvaceous body, naked and displayed for me, later covered with my cum. It was hard to believe it was only a few hours ago that none of it had happened.

'Hard' had another application, now, as my thoughts had triggered yet another full blown erection, which was bobbing before me, begging for attention. Well, the soap was readily available, so I took care of it, while savouring the days activities once more. Soon, my fourth load of the day was swirling down the drain, and my legs were wobbly.

Now might be a good time for a nap.

***

I dreamt of Vonnie. It was so real, I could taste it.

Wait... That's not a dream...

My eyes opened to find my Aunt's eyes staring back, from extremely close range, as she kissed me.

"Sorry, Danny," she giggled, pulling back. "You looked so cute sleeping like that. I couldn't resist."

"Um, no, it's okay," I mumbled, clearing my head. "What are you doing here?"

"It's almost dinner time, silly," she smiled. "I told you I was coming."

I smiled. She laughed, caught in a double entendre.

"Mmmmm, yes... I did tell you I was cumming, didn't I?" she whispered, bending to kiss me again. Her tongue swirled around mine. "God, I haven't felt this relaxed in months. You're pretty good, for a rookie."

She stood, looking down at me past her big breasts. Her hands softly caressed both full globes, and she moaned.

"I'd better get out of here, before I get us in trouble," she winked. "Coming?"

That one she hung there intentionally. I jumped out of bed, and followed her, downstairs.

Mom was starting to shuttle the menu items to the table, so Siobhan and I each grabbed a bowl or platter and gave her a hand.

"Shelagh!" Mom called, hoping my sister could hear her.

"She's probably listening to music with her headphones on," Vonnie giggled. "I'll get her." She bounded out of the room, and up the stairs.

It was a good diversion, making it appear that not all of her trips upstairs were to my room. I don't know if her sister... my Mom... had any idea that we were anything more than merely close, but a little misdirection couldn't hurt. A minute or so later, she was back, Shelagh close behind.

"Told you. You were in competition with Taylor Swift, Sis. Taylor won," Vonnie smiled, and we all took a seat.

The seating plan probably kept us from getting in trouble, as Shelagh sat across from me, per usual, and Vonnie sat opposite her sister, in Dad's former spot.

I was fine with my Aunt dining with us. As far as I was concerned, she could spend the month here. There was no such thing as too much Vonnie, especially now that we had moved beyond... well, you know what we had done earlier in the day.

"Muirgheal, do you have plans for Danny tomorrow?" Vonnie asked my Mother. "I was wondering if I could borrow him again? I want to clean the windows in the house, and I'm afraid of the ladder."

"I don't think I need him for anything," Mom said between bites. "He's not going to get hurt, is he?"

I sat there, watching the conversation like a tennis match, and hoping my expression didn't show how invested I was in the outcome. Vonnie was negotiating for my services, in a way my Mother would never understand or approve of. I might clean a window or two, but those were not really the services she was interested in, and they weren't the ones I'd be happiest about. Of course I won't get hurt. Ever hear of a sex injury that was fatal? Sure, I'd be fucked up, but I'd get fucked.

"Of course not," Vonnie laughed. "I'd never do anything to put my favourite nephew in danger. He's just the big, strong, brave man I need to do the things I'm afraid to do."

Mom turned to me, almost as an afterthought. Her mouth was full, so she gestured to kill time as she finished chewing.

"What do you say, Danny?" she asked. "How do you feel about helping your Aunt again tomorrow?"

I suppose jumping for joy would raise more questions we'd rather not answer, wouldn't it? Better to pretend it's an onerous task that I'm doing under protest.

"Oh, well... I guess I can help," I replied, trying to be cool. "If you really need me to." YIPPEE! I get to fuck my Aunt again tomorrow! I get to see her naked, and probably feel her lips on my cock, and... Oh, yeah... I get to fuck her ass! I think it might take me weeks to clean all those windows.

"We'll take it slow, Danny," Vonnie said, apparently reading my mind. "There's a lot of windows, and I don't want to risk you getting hurt, so we'll only do a couple each day. That way you've got time to do other things, as well, and don't need to give up your whole day. Is that alright?

If by 'do other things', you mean doing you? Yes, I'm good with that. I'm so good with that you wouldn't believe it! I nodded.

"Perfect!" she giggled. "I'll see you tomorrow, then!"

***

I slept like shit.

Remember when you were a kid, and it was Christmas Eve? You were wired, so excited about your presents you couldn't scrape yourself off the ceiling and sleep? That was me, only it was Christmas, my birthday, and the Fourth of July all rolled into one.

Fortunately, adrenaline us a wonderful thing. Sleep or no sleep, I was cocked, locked, and ready to rock. After breakfast, I dutifully headed for Grandma's house, to clean those windows. Giggle.

I made it out of sight of my house before I broke into a full run. Every second in Vonnie's company was a second well spent.

As I rounded the corner into the backyard, I saw the ladder leaning against the wall of the house. She was really going for realism, wasn't she? I found her in the kitchen.

"Hi honey!" she smiled. "Eager to get started?"

Now that's a silly question. You were here yesterday, weren't you? Oh yes, you definitely were. I'll never forget it. Shall I meet you in the bedroom, or do we just get it on right here?

She handed me a bucket, sponge and squeegee.

Huh? I thought I was here for more training... and to fuck your ass.

"The ladder is all set," she smiled. "There's a hook to hang the bucket from. If you need me, just holler."

I took the supplies, and walked out, more than a little confused. She was serious about the windows? I thought she was just making an excuse to get me over here.

I found myself at the foot of the ladder. Oh well...

Step by step, I went up, until I found the hook she mentioned. I hung the bucket, and wet the sponge. The windows really were dirty. This one was one of the spare rooms, and there were three windows for each room, four bedrooms and an office, plus two bathrooms upstairs. It really would take me a month.

I started washing the glass, watching the soapy suds turn dirty as I ran the sponge across the surface. Suddenly, the lack of sleep seemed more debilitating, as the adrenaline waned in response to my disappointment. I was focused on my hand, and the sponge, when movement caught my eye. Movement inside.

It was Vonnie, of course. There was no one else here but my Aunt and I.

It took me a moment or two to clue in. It was a game. She was playing the unwitting victim of the peeping window washer. Since I was the window washer, that was very good news for me. My adrenaline was back in spades.

Vonnie had changed clothes since I saw her in the kitchen. Then she had been dressed for doing work around the house. Now, well... let's just say she was now dressed for a completely different task.

I'm not even sure what to call the shorts she had on. Actually, I'm not sure she had them on, at all. There are short shorts, and then there were these ones. White, and skin tight, they had an inseam length of perhaps one inch. She had her back to me, putting things into the dresser, and bending over to reach the lower drawers. To say her ass was on full display would be a huge understatement. My mouth was watering, and my hand had stalled in place with the sponge dripping water down my arm.

Then she turned to face me. Oh, wow! Her t-shirt was black, with a deep V-neck, deep enough that I could see the centre gore of her plunging bra. The bra was pink, and as she leaned over to fold a few items on the bed, her big, round tits just hung there, cradled in the cups, asking to be picked.

I really didn't need the sponge anymore, I'm sure my drool would have been sufficient to wash the window. Speaking of which... why was I trying to see her through the filthy suds, when I had the ability to give myself a perfectly clear view? I soaked the sponge again, and scrubbed the window quickly, watching Vonnie the whole time. Her breasts swung, and swayed with her movements, making me grab the squeegee and give the glass a streak free finish.

Ah. That's better. Now I could clearly see her... peeling off her shirt. Good lord, how did that little bra contain all that delectable flesh? She took a few steps to the right, and I lost sight of her. I knew she was still in the room, because I could see the door, but the angle of view was blocked in the direction she went.

Then I saw her feet. On the bed. She was laying on the bed, just out of my line of sight. Something flew past. Something pink.

"Dammit Vonnie, I can't see you," I muttered. "I really want to see you."

I said there were three windows in this room. I had cleaned one, and the second would probably give me a perfect viewpoint. I would need to reposition the ladder first.

Climbing down a ladder with a full erection would likely qualify as a safety hazard, but that's what I had to do. I tried to do it as carefully as possible, but excitement tends to cloud judgement. Still, I successfully shifted the ladder to the new position without incident. I raced back up to my perch.

As I thought, the pink item that flew by was indeed her bra, and while I was busy with the ladder, she had also dropped her shorts. Now naked on the bed, she was quite the spectacle. I made quick work of the window, not wanting to miss the show, which was in full swing.

She had her legs spread wide, and her right hand was busy between them. Her left hand was tugging and twisting her nipples. Putting my ear to the glass, I could hear her moaning softly. I wiped my ear print off the freshly cleaned glass, and headed for the ground again. There was one more window, around the corner, and from there I'm sure I'd see the whole package.

Wrestling the ladder around to the other window wasn't easy, but I wasn't going to be denied. Within a minute or two, I was back, sponge flying madly. I set a new record for cleaning this one.

Oh my god. She's not just masturbating... she's using a vibrator on her pussy. From the previous window, I couldn't quite see that far between her legs, but from here I could clearly see the purple device. She wasn't moving it in and out much, but I thought I knew why. While not an expert on vibrators by any means, I had heard of the 'rabbit', and knew one when I saw it.

The little 'ears' on it were a blur, working on her clit furiously. Her nipples were standing tall, and since I had done such a fabulous job on the window, I could see the flush building on her neck and chest.

Unlike the moans I heard before by pressing my ear to the window, when Siobhan came seconds later, the screams were clearly audible. I watched her arch her back, and quake wildly as the orgasm hit her. All that sharp motion was transferred to her chest, making her breasts swing, bounce and jiggle for my eyes. When her body flopped limp on the mattress a moment later, only the heaving of her ragged breathing indicated that she was still alive.

I had a feeling the game was over, but I stayed at the window, watching her slowly recover. At last, she sat up weakly, and looked over at me. Her eyes opened wide in surprise... faux surprise, anyway. She tried desperately to hide her magnificent breasts with both hands, but she her hands were far too small. So were mine, and mine are big.

The look of indignation slowly melted off her face, replaced by one of mischievous lust. Her hands dropped away, letting me feast my eyes on her big tits. Leaning back on her hands, she shook her shoulders, causing her breasts to sway hypnotically.

She held up a finger, telling me to wait, and rolled out of bed. Still completely nude, she sauntered over and stopped in front of me, hands on hips, a grin on her pretty face. The only thing separating me from her body was the glass.

She inched closer, leaning forward slightly until her tits touched the inside surface of the window. She pressed further, squashing the big globes flat. She cupped her hands below them, and dragged her hard nipples across the cool glass.

"You like my tits?" her muffled voice asked.

I nodded, playing along.

Stepping back, she reached between her legs, dipping two fingers in the oozing slit there. When she pulled them out, I could clearly see her juices glistening on them.

"You liked that, huh?" she asked. "You like to watch?" She smeared her slippery fingers across the inner surface, leaving a streak of pussy juice.

I nodded again. I was liking this game.

"You're a very naughty window washer... peeking in at me like that. Is your cock hard? Because of me?" she asked playing her role to the hilt. I didn't answer, but she wasn't waiting for me. She dipped her fingers again, and smudged the inside of the window further. "Oops. I've made a mess in here. Would you mind coming in to clean it up?"

She reached out and unlocked the window. Being my grandparent's house, the windows were double-hung sashes of an older style. As she raised the bottom sash, she bent lower, coming closer to my bulging crotch.

"Mmmmm, this looks promising," she smiled, dropping to her knees, and resting her chin on the sill. "Yes, very promising indeed." Her hand snaked out to caress the bulge in my shorts, then tugged at the zipper. She deftly freed my stiff shaft from its confines. I felt her tongue make contact, and she moaned softly. She grabbed the hem of my shorts and pulled me closer to the house, engulfing the head in her warm mouth.

I suddenly felt very, very exposed. Here I was, on a ladder, outside the second floor window of my grandparent's house... getting a blowjob from my Aunt. I'm sure I was quite visible up there, to anyone who cared to look.

"God, Vonnie... Someone will see us!" I hissed anxiously.

"Mmmmm hmmm," she moaned, pulling my cock out of her mouth. "They might at that. I suggest you not yell when you cum, and attract attention."

With that, she went back to work, sucking furiously. Excess saliva began to drip down her chin, but truthfully, I couldn't really see much. I was hanging on for dear life to the ladder, and praying no one paid any attention to the guy outside the second floor window. Her slurping sounded so loud, I was certain we'd get caught, but that was probably just my terror talking.

Surprisingly, the fear didn't cause my cock to wilt. Instead, I felt my balls beginning to tingle, and quite soon exploded down her throat.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck..." I whispered, resting my head on the next rung of the ladder. "Vonnie, you are wicked."

She sucked the last few drops out of me, then tapped the head of my dick on her tongue.

"If you think that was wicked, wait until you fuck my ass," she smiled. "Get yourself together, and climb down. Be careful. I'll be waiting in the kitchen with lunch."

She closed the window, leaving me to tuck myself in and catch my breath. It took several minutes before I was safely on the ground, and even then my legs were still gelatinous. Carrying my tools and bucket, I stumbled into the house.

Vonnie was sitting quietly, nibbling on a grilled cheese sandwich. She had put the pink bra, black T and shorts back on, looking very delicious. She stifled a smile at my dishevelled condition.

"Jeez, look at you," she giggled. "You'd think someone just gave you a window washer special. Hard work?"

I declined to comment, as I didn't want to jeopardize the rest of our afternoon together. Instead, I stuffed my face, and gradually recovered my senses.

After we finished lunch, Vonnie helped me position that ladder for tomorrow's 'work' session. I wondered what she would come up with for me then, but that was the future.

There was still lots of today left.

We did actually do some jobs around the house. I pulled out the refrigerator and stove, doing the grunt work while Siobhan ran the mop. I had a feeling the entire house would be spotless by the time Grandma and Grandpa returned, but I was willing to provide my muscle to assist her... providing my 'muscle' got into her ass... and her pussy, mouth, hands... you get the idea. Now that I knew what I'd been missing, I was hopelessly hooked.

Anyway, at some point in the afternoon, Vonnie gave me a smile, and crooked her finger at me.

"Okay, you've done enough for now. Time for your reward," she giggled, turning toward the stairs. "Follow me, stud."

Somehow, I managed not to step on my dick as I trailed behind her, and found myself in her bedroom, watching her peel the shirt off over her head.

"Can you fuck right now, or do you need some more time?" she asked, twirling her finger in her thick red hair. "I could give you another lesson in cunnilingus if you aren't ready yet," she offered, "but you're pretty good already."

"Cunni-what?" I asked, not really paying attention. I was too busy staring at her tits.

"Cunnilingus," she repeated, flicking her tongue at me in explanation. "Licking pussy... Muffin munching... Tasting twat... Going south with your mouth... Going downtown... A box lunch at the Y... Get the idea?"

"Oh, right," I smiled. "I like your pussy. It tastes delicious."

"Thank you," she laughed. "How many nephews get to say that to their Aunts?"

"Don't know," I replied. "How many nephews have an Aunt as hot as you?"

Vonnie blushed, and stepped over to me. Her lips were quickly on mine, kissing me with passion and heat. I wrapped her in my arms, and held her tight, undoing her bra as I did.

"Mmmmm," she giggled. "That was pretty slick, buddy. Nicely done." She wriggled free of the garment, and pulled my shirt off too, resting her big boobs against my bare skin. Her hand reached down, and found my cock quite ready for use. "Ooooo. You're hard. Gotta love young men. Always ready for action."

"You're only five years older than me," I reminded her.

"Yes, but most of my lovers have been older men," she explained. "They like younger women, especially with big tits. Takes them longer to get started, but they're not bad in bed. You young guys, especially ones who have learned how to use their hard meat... Mmmmm, so nice to be fucked all night long, over and over."

"Is that what you're doing... Teaching me?" I asked. "Making me a good lover? I was hoping it was more than that."

"Danny?" she chided me, kissing me again. "Honey... Don't get emotional on me, okay? I mean... I love you. You're my best friend, and I love you... but you can't think that there's a happy ending where we get married, have kids, and move to the suburbs."

"We're in the suburbs..." I grinned.

"Listen, smartass!" she gasped, pointing at me with an accusing finger. "This is just for fun. I fuck you. You fuck me. Sex is so wonderful... If we don't screw it up by attaching emotional strings. If that's not enough for you, you can go back to using your hand. I'm your Mother's sister! How can we ever be together openly?!"

I hated to admit it, but she was right. I would always love her, because I always did. Was it possible to feel that way about more than one woman at a time? I suppose. I didn't have enough experience to know yet.

"Sorry Vonnie," I replied. "You're my first. I guess I'm a bit confused."

"So we're good, as is? You can love me as your Aunt, and fuck my brains out on the side?" she asked.

"Yes Ma'am. I'll try."

"Good... because my pussy is lonely," she smiled, reverting to sexy Vonnie. She unzipped her shorts, and stripped the diminutive piece of clothing off. Her thong followed, sliding down her legs. She laid back.

"Let's go!" she giggled. "Don't keep Auntie Vonnie waiting for your big dick! Whip it out, and fuck me!"

"Awww, jeez," I grumbled, as if she was telling me to clean my room. I dropped my pants, peeled off my underwear, and stood, stroking my erection. "Do I really have to?"

"Yes! Fuck my cunt, you lazy boy! Fuck me, or I swear I'll tell your Mother!"

That was a little more than either of us could say straight-faced. We both laughed.

"Okay! Okay! I'll do it!" I smiled, "but I won't like it!" I speared her with my shaft.

"Ooooo, wanna bet?" she smiled, pulling me tight to her, and kissing me again.

"You can't make me!" I added.

"Oh yes I can," she purred, gripping my cock with her pussy. I gasped. "See?"

She was right about that, too. She could make me like it. She could make me love it. She could make me want it more than I'd ever wanted anything before. More than I thought I could ever want anything.

We rolled around the bed for quite a while, taking turns being on top. Since this was always going to be part-tutorial, Vonnie kept her instructor's hat on, and gave me several tidbits about the female libido that were helpful. Unfortunately, as I would undoubtedly come to learn in the future about all women, those tidbits were also confusing.

You'd think that growing up in an all female household, I might have figured women out already, wouldn't you?

Yeah, right. Why should I be any different?

While having all those sisters around, plus Vonnie, had given me an insight into younger girls... Well, women tend to become just a touch more complicated as they grow up, especially modern women.

The most confusing... and, when you have your dick buried balls deep in her pussy, the most applicable tidbit... had to do with the age old question; fast or slow? Hard or gentle? Quick or drawn out? To fuck her brains out, or make love?

How to answer that question... without actually asking it... is the question.

Vonnie's help was to be no help at all.

"No, you can't just ask a woman what to do," she giggled. "Some women will tell you, but the ones who do are not the ones you're really looking for, at least not if you're looking for that 'something more' you mentioned. Those ones want you to just sense it, and read their wants and desires."

I was busy shafting her smoothly, and paused, trying to read her body and expression. She seemed... Pleased?

"So, let me see if I've got this straight," I said, resuming a slow rhythm of strokes into her cunt. "You, um... I mean 'you' in the collective, women in general sense... you want us men to just somehow magically 'know' what turns your crank in bed, without asking?"

She nodded, a flush building on her face.

"And that something that you like can arbitrarily change, from day to day, without reason?" I asked, continuing my movements while I thought.

"Oh fuck, yes... just like that! Right there! Just a little more!" she gasped, raking my butt with her nails. "That's so fucking good!"

I was even more confused now than before. What was I doing right? How did it happen? Did she tell me, or did I 'read' it from her? Should I stop?

"Oh fuck... don't stop, honey!" she hissed.

Okay, note to self... don't stop doing, um, whatever it is that she likes, right at this moment.

"GNNAAAHHHHHNNNNNNN!" she screamed, clawing my back as she came.

I really wish I knew what I did that worked. Good thing I had my instructor with me.

"Oh my god," she panted, rubbing her face with her hand in exasperation. "How did you do that?"

"How did I do what?" I asked. "All I was doing was fucking you, while you explained women to me. Thanks for that, by the way. Now I'm more fucked up than ever. Maybe I'll become a monk."

"No!" she giggled, caressing my face softly. "Don't become a monk. I'll try to be more helpful in the future. Now, keep fucking me... That was a good one. See if you can do it again."

Between my enthusiasm and her direction, we did manage to recreate the orgasm. Three times. It seems I had changed angles slightly when we last rolled over, and I was rubbing across her clit in a particularly pleasing manner. It might not work on every woman, but on Vonnie, it was the fast lane to O-ville. While she was teaching me, I had taught her a little something about herself. That made me happy.

And, on a purely selfish note... she owed me now. I had given her a few really good orgasms, but not yet cum myself.

After the last one, Vonnie was a train wreck, sweating and gasping for air. She patted my chest, asking me to stop.

"Please, my clit is on fire," she whispered. "I need a break, or you'll kill me."

I had never been so proud. Too bad I couldn't tell anybody about it.

We snuggled together for a few minutes, before Vonnie decided she was ready for more.

"Okay, baby," she smiled, "how do you want it? Your choice. You want to fuck my tits? We haven't done that yet."

While the thought of her squeezing those big, soft melons around my cock while I fucked her cleavage, and then spraying my load all over her, was appealing...

"Yesterday, and um, earlier today, you, um, you kind of, um, mentioned your, um..." I stammered nervously. "You said I could, um, like, fuck your ass?"

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," she smiled, drawing out the word in understanding. "Yes, I did. You like that, huh? You wanna fuck me in the butt?"

"Yes Ma'am," I nodded.

"Okay, we can do that," she giggled. "Go get in the shower, and I'll be in in a minute."

Whatever you say. Oh boy.

I was standing under the warm spray when she pulled the curtain aside and joined me. She immediately grabbed the soap, and lathered her hands, then washed me from top to bottom. I really enjoyed it, as not only her hands, but her body, slid all over me. My dick was like stone, but other than a few soapy strokes of her hand, she avoided too much contact with it.

"Don't want to set that thing off before we get to put it up my ass, do we?" she giggled, kissing me softly. "Okay, you dry off and wait for me in the bedroom. I've got a few things to do in here that I need some privacy for, but I'll be quick."

I didn't know it at the time, but she was talking about flushing out her rectum. She was right. I'd rather not be there for that.

With towel still in hand, I strolled back into her bedroom. There, on the bedside table was her rabbit, and a big bottle of oil, while she had spread a big towel on the bed. Oh yeah. This was going to be fun.

Siobhan was a couple of minutes behind me.

"All clean," she smiled. "Now we can be realllllllly dirty!"

I was sitting on the bed, leaning against the headboard, and she sat next to me. She looked at my cock, which was standing straight up.

"Okay, I can see he's ready for action," she laughed, patting the head like it was a puppy. "Now, a woman's ass isn't quite like her pussy," she explained. "It doesn't get wet on its own, like her pussy does. So..." she picked up the oil, "... we use lube. Lots of lube. I think you'll like it."

Flipping the cap open, she squirted some onto my cock, and spread it with her hand.

"Do you want to lick my ass first, or should we just skip that for now?" I suppose my expression said enough. I hadn't thought about licking her butt hole before. It was an idea that needed time.

"Right... Skip the licking... Oil it is," she giggled, spreading her legs wide, and rolling to her back. She squirted some more onto her asshole, and rubbed it in, sticking a finger into herself. Then two. Finally, she had three fingers pushing oil into her ass, while I watched in fascination. Her fingers stretched the tight sphincter open wider. It was exciting.

'Lots of lube', she had said, and she meant it. Over and over, she squirted oil into her gaping hole, then jammed fingers inside. Excess oil oozed out, onto the towel.

"Oh fuck, this is going to be so good," she groaned, obviously enjoying the prep. "That's enough for me," she said, and rolled onto her knees. A final squirt and stroke for my cock, and she straddled me. "Ready?"

I nodded, and she reached behind her, grabbing my slippery shaft with her equally slippery hand. I felt pressure against the head of my cock, and she pressed down, until... Pop! The pressure was now all around the head.

"Oh shit!" she gasped, sliding lower.

Oh. My. God. Tight doesn't begin to describe it. But within seconds, it became less like a vice, and more like a deep, snug tube... which I suppose it literally was. It was fantastic.

Vonnie was grunting as she used the tried and true 'two inches in, one inch out' technique. Her face was red, and twisted in pain. Pain she apparently enjoyed.

"Oh god, yes! Such a nice cock... waaaaaay up my ass!" she hissed. "So fucking big! So fucking good!"

At last, she was stuffed, settled fully over my now throbbing dick.

"God, I really want to fuck right now, but I can feel your cock twitching," she moaned. "If I move, you're gonna cum, aren't you?"

I was gritting my teeth, trying to hold back, so I could only nod.

"Okay, plan B," she smiled, reaching down with one hand to rub her clit. "I'll be still, but if I don't get this one out, I'm gonna scream!"

"I like it when you scream," I laughed, regaining more control by the second.

"Well, you're gonna love this, then," she moaned, her fingers flying across her clit at a furious pace. "OH MY GOD, YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!"

She bucked as she came, nearly causing me to join her. Somehow, I kept from exploding in her ass, and when she wilted forward onto me, I held her tight. It took her a minute or two to recover, and she gently rocked back and forth a little, moving her ass on my intruder. Finally, she sat up.

"Oooooooooo boy... Now it's your turn," she breathed. She lifted off, and turned her ass in my direction, on all fours. Her ass gaped open, awaiting my return. I didn't make her wait long.

Going in the second time was much easier. With a grip on her hips, I reamed her ass slowly, watching in rapt fascination as her butt hole accepted my shaft. It felt wonderful, but she had one more trick up her sleeve... or rather, her pussy.

I saw her hand snake out, and retrieve the rabbit, which she slipped easily into her empty vagina. She was soaked, and there was plenty of oil present, so it slid in smoothly. I felt the pressure against the underside of my shaft... and then she turned it on.

Oh my good Jesus! Her whole ass vibrated, and I managed perhaps half a dozen more strokes before my brain short-circuited, and I came.

Oh boy, did I ever.

I thought the blowjob on the ladder caused a big one, but this was another matter entirely. It felt like I was going to turn inside out, as I grunted, gushed, twitched, spewed and squirted a gargantuan load of semen up her ass.

"Oh yes... that's good, baby," Vonnie whispered. "Shoot that hot cum up my butt! I can feel it! It's so good!"

Blackness moved in suddenly, from the edges of my vision, until it was all I saw.

***

I opened my eyes. The ceiling was back, but something was wrong. How did I get on the floor?

Vonnie's concerned face appeared above me.

"Danny?" she asked. "Are you okay?"

"Mmmmm, I think so," I mumbled. "What happened?"

She smiled, obviously relieved that I was alright.

"You came in my ass, and passed out," she giggled. "Was it that good?"

Gradually, the fuzziness cleared, and I remembered. Oh yeah, it was that good. I nodded.

"You know, passing out is quite a compliment for a girl, but it's a bit concerning," she said softly. "Never had a guy do that before. You're sure you're alright? You didn't hit your head, did you?"

I sat up, and shook my head. "Don't think so. Just came really hard."

"Tell me about it," she laughed. "I'll be leaking semen for a week. It felt incredible. So you like fucking my ass? Wanna do it again sometime? We could get you a helmet, just in case?"

"Ha, ha, ha," I smiled. "Yes, I'll fuck your ass again. It's worth the risk of injury."

"Speaking of risk," she smiled, tapping her imaginary watch, "you'd better get going home. Your Mom will be worried."

Yeah. Mom was concerned I'd get hurt washing the windows. Getting a concussion from fucking her younger sister's ass would probably be a bad thing.

I kissed her, stood unsteadily, and stumbled toward the bathroom. A few minutes later, Vonnie followed, carrying my clothes.

"Here you go," she said, handing me the pile. She turned on the shower, and stepped inside. "See you at dinner tonight."

***

Sitting at the dining room table, I could see Siobhan out the corner of my eye. She seemed to be having trouble sitting still.

I guess the reason should be pretty obvious. She had just been fucked in the ass. Things back there were probably a little sore.

All things considered though, she did reasonably well, and the discomfort never showed on her face. She and Mom were chatting idly, and Vonnie took the opportunity to claim me for tomorrow's instalment of window washing / general labour / sexual training. Even better, Mom volunteered me for the duration, unless she needed me. Gee, thanks Mom. Little do you know how much joy I'm going to get out of it.

Dinner went pretty smoothly, and when the meal was complete, I thanked Mom, then took my leave. I was playing the long game. I would see Vonnie tomorrow, and she would probably pop in on me before she left, anyway.

Sure enough, about two hours later, there was a knock on my door. The sisters had been talking for a long time.

"It's open," I replied.

"Hey Danny," Vonnie smiled as she slipped into the room. Her voice dropped to a whisper. "Oh my god. My ass? You broke it," she giggled. "I hope my pussy will be enough for tomorrow, because the back door is out of commission."

Well gee, I don't know... I've had so many other offers. Duh! I'll take any part of her I can get.

"What time? Around ten?" I asked, nodding about her pussy.

"Sounds good," she grinned. Her hand was still on the doorknob, holding it ajar, so Mom wouldn't get suspicious. As she opened it again, Mom appeared.

"Danny, can I ask you a favour?" Mom asked. "It's getting dark out. Can you walk your Aunt home? I don't like thinking about my baby sister out there, alone in the dark."

"Sure Mom," I smiled, unable to believe my luck. Sure I'd walk her home. Maybe I'd get a little bonus, too.

I grabbed my jacket, and we started out toward Grandma's house. As soon as we were out of sight of my house, Vonnie took off like a shot.

"Last one in bed has to do the work!" she giggled. Clearly, we were on the same page.

Let me tell you... she can run like a gazelle. There was just enough light for me to watch her shapely rump wiggle as she raced away. I caught up quickly, but didn't pass her. I liked the view, and didn't mind being on top anyway. As we rounded the corner into her driveway, she had her keys out, and hit the lock with the first try. She was shedding clothes as she stormed up the stairs, and was topless by the time she burst through her bedroom door.

"I win!" she cheered, jumping onto the bed. She kicked off her shoes, and wriggled out of her shorts, while I tried to do the same. My dick was semi-hard when it hit the air. She grabbed it, and stuffed it in her mouth.

"Um, no," I corrected her, as she bobbed her head smoothly, sucking me to full erection. "I'm the one getting the prize."

Satisfied with her work, she pulled my cock out of her mouth and smiled. She laid back, and spread her legs wide.

"Time is of the essence," she directed. "Get to it, and save the platitudes for tomorrow. It's called a 'quickie' for a reason! Fuck me hard!"

Enough said... Prepare to be ravished!

I knelt between her legs, and she guided me in, groaning as I hit bottom on the second stroke. If she wanted it hard and fast, I could do that. I hooked her legs over my forearms, and went for it.

The house was quiet, other than the raucous sounds emanating from Vonnie's bedroom, of course. I was grunting loudly, Vonnie was screaming with joy, and our bodies were crashing into each other, sending the sharp report of flesh meeting flesh into the still night air. This was simply a stylized masturbation session, as we used each other to get ourselves off. There was no caring, and no instructing. It was a race to finish.

She had an advantage, though. She could cum more than once, where as when I was finished... I was finished. Also, I was up on my arms, pounding her hard, and that abused her clit, just like earlier this afternoon. She was just screaming through her second orgasm when I felt it coming... uh, cumming.

"Oh shit!" I bellowed, yanking my cock out of her pussy. I stroked it furiously, and exploded, shooting ropes of glop across her heaving breasts.

"Danny!" I heard from behind me. My head snapped around in terror, to find a dark silhouette against the light of the hallway.

"Oh SHIT!" I gasped, as my very short life flashed before my eyes. "Shelagh? What are you doing here?!"

"Siobhan forgot her phone at our place, and Mom sent me over with it," she explained, then realized she had little to apologize for. Actually, she had nothing to apologize for. I appeared to be the one defiling my Aunt. Mea culpa. "What the fuck are YOU doing here?!"

"Pretty much what it looks like," Vonnie said, suddenly finding her voice. She didn't even try to cover herself, as she flipped on the bedside lamp. My semen was dripping down her buxom chest. "With my blessing, I might add. He's really very good."

"But... But... But..." Shelagh began, trying to speak the unspeakable.

"Yes, I know... but we're related, right?" Vonnie offered.

"Um yeah!" Shelagh blurted. "Mom's gonna kill you!"

I assumed that the threat was meant for me, but Vonnie had another perspective.

"She'll probably kill both of us," she said, with disarming calm. "She'll start with me, since it was my idea,"

That statement seemed to derail Shelagh's rant, and her mouth opened, but nothing came out. It surprised me, too.

"Danny! Would you please?" Shelagh gestured, and covered her eyes.

I was so shocked, I hadn't even moved since seeing my sister in the doorway. Naked, with my wilting dick in my hand and still dripping semen onto Vonnie's leg, I imagine it was a shock for her as well.

"Oh... Right... Sorry," I replied, trying to hide behind the covers. It wasn't very effective, as Vonnie was still spread-eagled on top of them, completely unconcerned that her niece was looking right up her hairless vestibule, and watching my cum trickle across her nipples. I saw Shelagh's eyes flit across my body, before she looked away again.

"Shelagh, come in here, please," Vonnie asked.

"Not until you both put some clothes on," my sister said quietly.

"Fair enough," my Aunt replied, rolling out of bed. Near-death experience or not, I couldn't help noticing her beautiful breasts swaying as she did. "You... Dress," she pointed at me. "You... Sit," she directed Shelagh. "I'll be right back."

I found my underwear, and was putting them on, when I felt my sister's eyes on me. I looked up.

"What the fuck?" she asked me. I just shrugged. What could I say that might make things better?

Within seconds, Vonnie was back, pulling her robe closed around her body. Shelagh was still glaring at me, as I continued dressing.

"Okay. Hey, thanks for bringing my phone back," Vonnie smiled.

Shelagh's mouth dropped open.

"Thanks for bringing your phone?! I find my brother fucking my Aunt, and I get 'thanks for bringing my phone'?!" She threw up her hands. "Is there something wrong with this picture?"

"Relax, Shelly," Vonnie commanded, using her pet name for her niece. "This is just sex, nothing more. I wanted it, and so did Danny."

"But you're our Aunt!" Shelagh gasped.

"Well, yes, but not in the normal sense, am I? I'm almost your age," Vonnie said, remaining calm. Yes, I'm your Aunt, and I'm fucking your brother. How about this weather, huh?

Shelagh stalled again. She wanted to stay furious, but Siobhan kept knocking her off kilter. It was blowing her mind.

Vonnie sat next to her on the bed, and glanced at me. She smiled, then whispered something I couldn't hear in my sister's ear. There was a long conversation, with a few pauses for Shelagh to look at both of us incredulously. Eventually, Shelagh smiled weakly, and nodded. She stood up, and walked out.

"Come on Danny. Walk me home, before Mom gets worried," she called over her shoulder. "I'll be waiting outside."

"What just happened here?" I asked, stunned.

"I saved our collective asses," she exhaled, flopping back on the bed. "I reasoned with her. If it's just sex for the sake of sex, it's no different than anything she does with her boyfriends. The fact that we're related isn't really relevant, any more than how many dates she has before she puts out. She's pretty much a slut, by the way... but you didn't hear it from me. Lastly, I reminded her that the person who would be hurt the most is her Mother. Right or wrong, your Mom would pay the biggest price. Even if we stop, the damage is done. So she's going to play dumb, and you're going to come over here tomorrow, and fuck me properly."

My Aunt, the evil genius. She had taken lemons and made not lemonade, but champagne!

"Danny?!" Shelagh called from downstairs.

"Go, before she changes her mind. I'll be here, and we can talk tomorrow," Vonnie smiled. "Nice quickie, by the way. Good cumshot. Even got some in my hair." She winked.

***

Downstairs, I expected Shelagh to fix me with an icy stare, but she was surprisingly civil. She was quiet, but not hostile. About halfway home, she opened up.

"You know, if I'd been five minutes later getting home, I would have missed the whole thing. It still would have happened, but I wouldn't have known, and the world would continue turning. Maybe it's not as big a deal as we've been led to believe," she said softly. "Are you having fun?"

"Yeah," I laughed. "It's sex... Isn't it always fun?"

"Not in my experience," she shook her head. "Not always. Some guys are pretty selfish."

"Oh. Sorry," I replied. It made me question my motives somewhat. Was I being selfish?

"So, Vonnie's teaching you?" she asked. I nodded. "You must be a good student. She's quite happy. Sure sounded like it tonight. I heard her from outside the front door. How did this get started?"

She sure had questions. Honesty... at least between us... seemed the most logical way to keep it from blowing up in my face.

"Oh, it's kind of embarrassing," I winced. "Vonnie, um... she gave me a pair of her panties to sniff when I, um... you know." She smiled, and nodded. "Growing boy with raging hormones in a house full of women? I suppose it was natural I'd gravitate toward the scent of your..."

"Don't say it," she giggled. "I get the picture. I assume my undies got the same treatment, somewhere along the way?"

"Uh, yeah," I admitted. "Sorry. Do you want to hit me, or something?"

"Not right now," she laughed. "If I had known? Yeah. I'd kick you in the junk."

"Then I'm happy you never knew," I replied.

We walked in silence for a while. Soon, we were nearly home.

"Shelagh?" I asked.

"Yeah... we're cool. Just be careful. Mom will not be as understanding. Guaranteed." She opened the front door, and sprinted up the steps to her room.

One bullet dodged. For now.

***

The next morning, everything was normal. You'd never know my sister caught me in flagrante delicto with our Aunt. Mom, Shelagh and I all ate breakfast together, before I did a few chores around the house. Just before ten, I said my goodbyes, and headed toward Vonnie.

I spent a couple of hours helping her around the house. We didn't play any games, like the day before, but Vonnie made it clear we were still going to be in her bedroom in the afternoon. I was eagerly awaiting her direction.

After we ate lunch, Vonnie put the dishes in the sink. She came back to the table, where I was still sitting, and leaned over from the other side. I wasn't paying attention, so she reached across many touched my chin. When I looked up, it was right into her magnificent cleavage. I smiled.

"Ah, that's better," she giggled. "For a while there, I was worried you had lost interest in me. May I assume you're willing to risk it?"

"Definitely," I replied. "Lead the way?"

She took my hand, and gently steered me in her wake, up the stairs and into her room. There, we slowly, lovingly undressed each other, and slipped into her bed. I was holding her in my arms, and we were kissing softly.

"So... I'm at home, thinking about the two of you together," Shelagh said, leaning against the door frame, with her arms crossed. Both Vonnie and I jumped in surprise. "I gotta admit, it's getting me pretty worked up. I was just about to use my vibrator to ease the tension when I think, 'Hey Shelly, why don't you just go and join them?' I mean... It's just sex, right?"

She smiled, and stepped into the room, her fingers unbuttoning her blouse as she did. More and more of my sister's own ample chest became visible, and I looked at Vonnie, who was as stunned as I was.

She shrugged, and smiled.

"My Mother taught me to share," she grinned. "Come on in, Shelly. He can handle both of us."

Oh my god!

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Well, you didn't think he'd leave his only unmarried sister at home alone, did you?

I'm sure you have suggestions for the next chapter. Please send them along, and cast your votes.

Thanks for your time.

This one has a bit of everything in it. I'm keeping it in the Incest category, but Group, and Lesbian would be equally appropriate. As always, all characters are over eighteen.

Vonnie and Danny are just getting started. Shelagh has decided to join them.

Need I say more?

Oh, and... Pace yourself. There's a LOT of sex in this one.

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My brain was quite obviously losing touch with reality.

First my beautiful, young, sexy Aunt welcomes me into her bed. Now, my equally alluring sister is here, taking off her clothes, intent on joining us?

Yes, I'm losing my mind. That's the only explanation.

Funny though... It doesn't feel like a hallucination.

No, it feels like I have my Aunt Siobhan's big, soft breasts pressed against my ribs. It feels like she's actually here, in my arms. I can still taste the kisses. But it can't be true, because if it is, then I can only assume that what I'm seeing is true, as well, and what I'm seeing is just... Oh my.

Despite my mind's attempts to make rational sense of the situation, I had no choice but to admit that I was not hallucinating. My second youngest sister, Shelagh, was indeed here, in my Aunt's incestuous bedroom, about to remove her blouse.

I felt Vonnie's hand on my erect penis, stroking softly, as the last button was dispatched. Shelagh had always had an excellent fashion sense, and even in the summer, never really dressed down to the level of t-shirts and shorts. She always looked like she was ready for an impromptu dinner party to break out, and was prepared to host it.

So today, her hair was brushed out, and hanging like a sensuous boa over her left shoulder. Mom's hair was red... I mean, RED... but most of us kids got a slightly darker version, just to the red side of auburn, a hint of Dad's DNA. Shelagh had beautiful hair, and her blue eyes were positively huge. Coupled with her full lips, it gave her a look that was part cartoon, part incredible sex goddess. I couldn't believe she was the only unmarried sister I had left, because I had always thought she was the prettiest.

The blouse she had just unbuttoned, and was holding by the lapels with both hands, was classic black. Crisp, impeccably ironed, and fitted to her body, she held it, as though for effect, waiting for my eyes to wander up to hers. I was currently trying to pierce the shadows that obscured the chest I hadn't seen since she was much, much younger... and much, much less developed; back in the days before I had been banished from my sister's rooms for showing a little too much interest in their bodies. I knew she was bigger, but beyond that, this was all new. I finally looked up.

Shelagh smiled, and rolled her shoulders out of the top, opening it wide as it moved down her arms. She was... breathtaking, and she was still mostly dressed. I gasped, and so did Vonnie.

Her bra was black as well, and struggling mightily to contain her voluptuous breasts. While she wasn't quite in the same league as Mom and Vonnie, she was very, very well built, as were all my sisters. Is there any wonder I developed a thing for women with big boobs?

Vonnie gave my dick a surreptitious squeeze under the covers, and I glanced at her briefly. She was grinning; I assume she was pleased that our little group was growing. She nodded in Shelly's direction, and I turned just in time to see my sister, hands behind her back, unhooking her bra. She held it in place for a moment.

"Danny, I can't believe I'm about to do this," Shelly smiled. "I remember kicking you out of my room because you were looking at me funny when I was dressing. You were so young. Are you ready?"

"Yes," I croaked, my voice cracking. Vonnie stroked me again. My cock was like steel. Apparently, it was ready, too.

Shelagh took a deep breath, and closed her eyes. She raised her arms slowly. I expected the satiny, black bra to drop, but it held on for a few maddening seconds, clinging to her abrupt, firm breasts while I willed it to fall. As her arms extended over her head, her breasts spread wider, and the bra finally succumbed to gravity. Her breasts did not, riding high and proud on her chest, crowned by light pink nipples that were equally proud and tall.

"God," I breathed. "They're beautiful. I... uh... I mean, you're beautiful," I corrected.

Shelagh smiled, and turned her body gently from side to side, causing those spectacular globes to sway slightly. She slowly brought her arms down, running her hands over them as she did.

I noticed that Vonnie's hand had stopped its motions, and she had her fingers in a tight ring around the base of my cock. I hadn't realized how close I was to cumming, but my ever thoughtful Aunt had noticed the signs, and gripped me tight to stem the tide. She was snuggled into my side, watching Shelagh strip with an interest as keen as my own.

My sister reached back, and unzipped the elegantly sexy, knee-length skirt that she was still wearing. Matching black, the monochromatic look really looked good on her.

It looked even better on the bedroom floor, as she stepped out of it, leaving her in her tiny panties, also black. She was nothing if not consistent... and gorgeous.

"This is very exciting," Shelagh whispered, hooking her thumbs in the thin strips of fabric that arched over her hips. "I never even considered doing it before yesterday, but it's soooooooo hot!"

She wasn't very specific about what 'this' was. Stripping for another woman? Stripping at all? I chose to assume she meant getting naked before my eyes, and I agreed with her assessment; it most definitely was soooooo hot.

I suddenly realized how unfair I was being to Vonnie, staring at my sister... who was now totally naked, having stepped clear of her panties... as though she was the first unclothed woman I had ever seen. Two days ago, I was looking at her that way. I didn't want her to think I was over her already. I didn't want to be that guy.

She didn't even notice. She was too busy checking out Shelagh's pouty little pussy to pay any attention to me, so I didn't fight it. I cast my eyes on the little gap at the top of my sister's thighs as well, where two lips laid open like butterfly wings.

"Oh god, Shelly, you've got such a pretty kitty," I heard, but it wasn't my voice that said it. It was Siobhan, who apparently had as great an appreciation for my sister's vulva as I did. I looked at her, a bit surprised.

"What?" she giggled, with a smile. "I think most women are a little bi-curious. All I know is... that's a very sexy pussy. I'd lick it."

What was that sound? Oh, right... My mind being blown. My Aunt... who just happened to be naked, gripping my erection tight, and my lover... had just told me she would willingly lick my sister's cunt. The sister, who was also naked, and currently looking for a way under the covers to join us in bed. The whole 'no sex with blood relatives' thing was going to take a beating today. Of that I was sure.

"Um, I think I'd like to see that," I laughed, lifting my arm to allow my sister to squeeze in beside me. She slid her body along mine, and within seconds, I was in boob-lover's heaven, with a voluptuous pair pressed against me from each side. "Hi Shelly," I smiled.

"Hi!" she giggled. "You're so warm," she commented, caressing my chest with her hand.

"Warm?" Vonnie asked. "You have no idea, sweetie. Wanna see it?" She moved her hand, shifting the tent pole and focusing everyone's attention on the obvious bulge in the covers.

I was the 'it' in this case. Well, a particular part of me, anyway. Vonnie still had her grip on my twig and berries, and was offering Shelagh a peek.

"Hey, don't I get a say in this?" I objected. "After all, it's my dick." I was joking, of course. Shelagh could look at it all she wanted to. I was hoping she'd do a lot more than just look.

"Oh pleeeeease, Danny" she begged. "I didn't really get to see it that well last night, and it's been driving me nuts ever since. Show me. Lemme see? Please?"

She was probably yanking my chain, but having any woman, especially one as beautiful as my sister, beg for a peek at my package? Oh yeah. Really good for the ego.

I picked up the edge of the covers, and peeled them back slowly. Shelly leaned closer. I guess I wasn't going fast enough, so Vonnie pulled my stiff shaft out into the open.

"Ta da!" Vonnie smiled.

"Yowza! Where did THAT come from?" Shelly asked, eyes wide, staring at my cock intently. "Maybe you got all the penis each of us girls didn't need when we gave up our Y-chromosome."

"Why? Is it big?" I asked. I wasn't one of those guys who goes around comparing his Johnson to everyone else's in the locker room. I figured it was what it was... but if what it was, was big? Well, a woman's opinion couldn't hurt.

"Oh yeah!" Vonnie chimed in. She turned it slightly with her hand, admiring it. She smiled. "It's huge."

Shelly's eyes were still locked on my penis, and she nodded.

"Yup, that's a big dick," she breathed, unconsciously licking her lips. "Who knew my brother was hung?"

"Who knew my sister was stacked?" I returned the compliment.

"Thanks," she blushed, "but these are hard to hide," she said, cupping her firm breasts. "I had no idea you were packing that monster."

All this dick appreciation was going right to my head. Prior to now, 'hung', 'huge', and 'monster' were not words I would have used to describe my equipment. I had a new love for my sister, and we hadn't even had sex yet.

"Um, I really hate to bring this up," Vonnie said, making a sour face, "but, there's only one of him, and there are two of us. Who gets to have him first? Rock, paper, scissors?"

"No, no," Shelly shook her head. "You were here first. I'm the interloper. You fuck him first. I trust you won't mind if I stay and watch?"

"Not at all," Vonnie smiled. "It's okay if your sister watches us have sex, right?" she asked me.

Another question I never thought I'd be asked. I shook my head.

"What? You won't let her?" Vonnie gasped.

"No. I mean yes, of course she can watch, but that's not what I shook my head about," I clarified. "I was just wondering what I did to get so lucky that two women, whom I both love, want to share me."

"Well, we'll see about the sharing part," she smiled. "Right now? Now serving number one!"

Vonnie dropped her mouth over the head of my cock.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck," I hissed, dropping back onto the pillow.

"Oh wow!" Shelagh gasped.

"Mmmmm, yummy," Vonnie added, pulling my dick out of her mouth for a second. She plunged it back in a moment later.

Shelagh laid next to me, watching my Aunt sucking my cock from close range. I could see the excitement in her eyes. Vonnie was slurping loudly, drooling all over my shaft, and stroking the half that wouldn't fit in her mouth.

"This is much better than porn," she giggled, tracing a finger across my chest. She leaned closer, crushing her breasts against me, and kissed me. Shelagh had kissed me before... on the cheek. Never on the lips, and certainly not on the tonsils, which is pretty much what she was doing right now. I found myself kissing her back, and it was goooooooooooooood.

Suddenly, she was gone, slipping out of the bed while I watched. Her ass wiggled across the room, and she took a seat on the chair by Vonnie's dressing table. She smiled, and hooked a leg over the armrest, giving me a very nice view between her legs.

I realized the reason she had left the bed... Vonnie was mounting me, so we needed the space, and the chair afforded her a great place to watch from... and masturbate! While I felt Vonnie's pussy sliding down over my cock, my eyes were inexorably drawn to the juicy pink lips of my sisters own vagina. She began to gently caress herself, and I felt a hand on my chin.

I looked up at Vonnie, who was showing a bit of displeasure on her face.

"Poor etiquette, young man," she directed. "When a woman is in bed with you, she deserves your full, undivided attention... even if your sister is fingering herself a few feet away! She'll get her turn when I'm done with you."

"Yes Ma'am," I smiled, receiving a kiss for my efforts to ignore the elephant in the room.

Who knew how hard it would be to keep from looking over at my sister? I mean, you'd think that the incredible sensation of a warm, wet vagina, gripping my cock snugly as it slid up and down, would be enough to keep my attention. Any other day, or with any other distraction, that would be true, but today was unique in multiple ways.

It was the first time I was being watched. It was my first experience with group sex. It was the first time a woman was openly masturbating right in front of me, other than the window washer game yesterday. Most unique of all... all those elements were being provided by, of all people, my sister.

That will test your concentration.

Vonnie was very understanding, allowing me a few peeks across the room to where Shelagh was jamming three fingers into her cunt, and twisting her nipples. She took a few looks over there herself. It was easy for Shelagh; her fingers weren't jealous of her eyes.

My Aunt was moaning softly, rising and falling with exquisite slowness on my dick. She leaned closer, blocking my view of Shelly with her big, round tits.

"Aren't you forgetting something?" she breathed, looking down at me.

"Mmmmm," I grinned, and latched onto her left nipple, sucking as much of her large, dusty-rose coloured areola into my mouth as possible. I flicked my tongue across the rubbery nub of her erect nipple.

"Oh fuck!" Vonnie gasped. "I just love the way you do that! It goes straight to my clit!" She picked up her pace a little, groaning with each stroke. "Oh Shelly, you're going to love this big cock! It fills me so good! I hope your pussy can handle it!"

I couldn't see my sister, as Vonnie's beautiful rack filled my field of view, but I could hear her ragged breathing and moans of escalating passion. I could imagine her fingers plunging deep into her beautiful pussy.

"Oh fuck, Danny, I'm cumming," Vonnie grunted, yanking her nipple out of my mouth as she sat up to grind herself over my cock harder. She threw her head back, and screamed. "Yes! Yes! YESSSS! THAT'S IT! YESSSSS!"

"GNNAAAHHHHHNNNNNNN! YESSSS!" Shelly sang in harmony, drawing my eyes to her. She was hunched down in the chair, with both legs pointed at the ceiling in a wide V formation, finger-fucking her cunt furiously. Their orgasmic aria echoed through the house, and my brain, until they both stopped singing, and tried to catch their breath.

Vonnie looked down at me. She took a deep breath.

"You're close, aren't you? I can feel you throbbing," she smiled.

"Very," I nodded, gritting my teeth.

"Shelly? Want to help me make him cum?" she asked.

My sister was back in a flash. "Oh yeah! Sounds like fun!"

Vonnie quickly dismounted, and gripped my shaft with her hand. Shelly took a spot next to her, and did the same.

My cock was soaked with Vonnie's abundant juices, and when Shelly touched it, she brought her fingers to her nose. She now had one hand covered in her own honey, and one slick with our Aunt's slippery discharge. She sniffed them both, and smiled at me.

"Damn! We both smell delicious!" she giggled, helping Vonnie stroke my shaft.

Okay... That's more than I can take. First, I'm fucking my buxom Aunt, then my sister shows up, and gets naked before my eyes. Then she spreads her legs and masturbates herself to orgasm, while my Aunt is fucking herself on my cock. Now, she's sniffing her fingers and saying she smells delicious, and so does my Aunt's pussy. My imagination went in the logical direction, and pictured both of my lovely ladies locked in a sapphic embrace. Oh, and they're both jerking me off? It was the final straw.

"Ohhhh FUUUUUUUCK!" I bellowed, and erupted.

Usually, Vonnie would be swallowing the ribbons of hot cum that I was shooting. Today, I felt like the fountains at the Bellagio, sending ropes of semen arching though the air while the two of them stroked me to completion, and moaned excitedly.

"Ooooo, yes, Danny!" Shelagh gasped. "Cum Danny! Shoot that hot jizz all over!" Her hand kept jerking my cock furiously, while Vonnie stopped to watch her. My cum was dripping down her hand, and she kept going, squeezing every drop out of my dick. "Shit! That's a lot of cum!"

She was right about that. There was cum in blots and pools all over my chest and stomach. She released my flagging shaft, which flopped into a puddle of glop. I watched her admire the streams of semen oozing down her hand as she held it up, and gasped as she let some drip from her fingers into her mouth.

It almost made me cum again.

"Oh god, Shelly!" I groaned. "You're nasty!"

"Mmmmm, yes, and you're yummy," she smiled.

Vonnie grabbed Shelly's hand and sucked three cum covered fingers into her mouth.

Oh shit, they're both nasty. It's going to be quite the day, here in Vonnie's bedroom. I hope I can get it up again within the next thirty seconds, because I have a fresh pussy to fuck.

Watching them clean my cum from each other's fingers was very enjoyable. The sensation of them licking the spillage from my chest and stomach was equally arousing, but my dick didn't really react until they were trying to decide which one got to suck the remains from my wilted cock.

It was actually a pretty quick decision. Vonnie slurped my noodle into her mouth, and Shelagh gave me a sly look... and straddled my face! If I thought her pussy looked good from across the room? Well, you should see it from six inches away!

Yes, my sister's pussy was spectacular; juicy, succulent, aromatic, among other descriptives. Those butterfly lips which the removal of her panties had revealed, had become engorged with blood, and now dangled, pouting open in anticipation of meeting whatever would be parting them. Right now, while Vonnie was resurrecting my erection, what would be parting those lips was my tongue. I craned up, and grazed her labia with my nose, then licked her softly.

"Oh, Danny, yes!" Shelagh moaned. "I love getting my cunt licked! Go for it!"

Go for it indeed! I could feel my cock beginning to respond to Aunt Siobhan's ministrations, and wanted to get a taste of Shelagh's delectable snatch before I was forced to fuck her. Forced. Yeah. That's my story, Mom, and I'm sticking to it. First your sister forced me into her bed, then your daughter did the same. She'll buy that, right?

Perhaps not.

Well, anyway, Shelly settled lower, letting me reach her soaking wet gash without causing injury. I diddled those butterfly wings playfully with my tongue, and buried my face up her cunt, ramming the bridge of my nose into her clit. I gave her several long licks, from her tart asshole to her excited clitoris. I could just see up her body along her tummy, and through her wide cleavage, occasionally making eye contact as she glanced down past her breasts.

Suddenly, my cock was wet and alone. One disembodied hand reached around and cupped Shelagh's left breast. Warmth once again surrounded my cock, but it wasn't from Vonnie's mouth. She was impaling herself again, and moments later, her other hand grabbed my sister's right breast. Shelagh leaned back, letting our Aunt fondle her big tits, and me feast on her drooling pussy.

"Oh god, you're both making me so wet," she smiled, as Vonnie, kissed the side of her neck. "You're going to make me cum again!"

I could testify to the wetness, as I was cheeks deep in her cunt. She was dripping, and every bit as delicious as I had hoped. Her thighs were making hearing her vocalizations difficult, as they were against my ears, but I could hear enough to know she was having a very good time. When she grabbed my hair and mashed her pussy on my face, while lolling her head back on Vonnie's shoulder, I knew what was cumming.

"Fuuuuck, YESSSS!" she shrieked, and her body went taut. She gushed on my face as her orgasm hit, quenching my thirst quite nicely. I looked up her body, watching her breasts quiver as she gasped for breath. It was an incredible view.

For a minute or so, I kissed her juicy snatch gently, until she sat up straighter. She turned her head to look at Vonnie.

"Do I get to ride, now?" she asked, grinning hopefully. There was a grin on my face, too, but most of my face was hidden by Shelagh's pussy, so my emotions on the matter remained secret.

"Just keeping it warm and hard for you," Vonnie smiled. "Before you saddle up, what's the birth control status?"

Oh yeah. I never even asked Vonnie before I fucked her. That could have been a disaster, but I had a feeling my Aunt had taken care of it.

"Pills. All good," Shelagh stated bluntly. "Since he's not wearing a rubber for you, I assume I can also go bareback?"

They looked at each other, then down at me, where I was peeking out from between her legs.

"Um, yeah," I admitted sheepishly. "You'll be number two."

"Really?" Shelagh gasped. "So Auntie Vonnie got your cherry, did she? Congratulations!"

Vonnie lifted off me, and rolled off the bed.

"It's all yours, Shelly," she giggled. "My turn to use my fingers."

Shelagh smiled, and shuffled back on hands and knees, positioning herself over my stiff dick, which was well lubricated with Vonnie's juices. She reached under, and rubbed the head of my cock between her labia.

"Oh, this is going to be soooooo goooooood," she moaned. "Are you ready, Danny? You're sure things won't get weird between us because of this?"

You picked one helluva time to ask. I don't think there's a man on the planet who could say no to your pussy, once you've placed the head just inside your lips. No one has that much willpower.

"We're fine, Sis," I nodded. "Please go ahead. Fuck me."

Shelagh grinned, and settled her hips lower, forcing the head of my cock up inside her.

"Mmmmm, yes," she moaned. "Oh... such a nice, big, thick shaft. Oh yes, so good."

I had my hands on her hips, but she was in complete control, moving down, then up a little, then down again, stretching herself open to accept my dick. Her eyes were closed, her face a picture of concentration, with a furrowed brow indicating the effort required to stuff my big cock into her tight opening. She cycled through her motions several times, undulating her hips to ease it in deeper, until at last, I felt her lips tickling my balls. Success! Her cunt had taken it all!

I watched her take several deep breaths, letting them out slowly, in an almost meditative fashion. Her eyes opened.

"God, Danny, you're fucking huge!" she gasped.

"And you're fucking gorgeous!" I replied, smiling up at her. I reached up, and palmed her beautiful breasts. They felt as good as they looked. I thumbed her nipples to full height, as she remained in place, getting accustomed to my size.

"Mmmmm, I think I'm going to like this," she moaned softly, beginning to move cautiously on my shaft. "Ooooo, yeah."

Shelagh started slowly, but it didn't take her long to get into a pleasing rhythm. I glanced over at Vonnie, who was watching intently, and fingering herself in a relaxed manner, just keeping her buzz at an elevated level, awaiting her turn.

My sister had acclimated quickly, and now she was pounding herself up and down, screeching unintelligible words of joy. I was holding her hips, helping her stay centred, and watching her hair fly around her face as she concentrated on the pleasure. I was also watching her beautiful tits, moving in tight, wobbling ovals in response to her bouncing hips.

Shelagh tipped her head back, and arched her back, making her breasts stand out even more prominently. She ground herself down hard, working her clit against the base of my cock, searching for the final bit of stimulation that would set her off.

Found it!

She screamed, and bucked, cumming huge. Her body twitched as the waves hit her, and she started to tip over backwards. I caught her flailing arm, and pulled her back up, into an embrace with her resting safely on my chest.

She was breathing hard, but I thought I heard a faint 'thank you' in amongst the ragged gasps. I looked over at Vonnie again, and she smiled back, still gently diddling her clit.

"That was beautiful," she said quietly. "You look good together."

"Are you coming back?" I asked, still holding my sister, who was now resting peacefully on top of me.

Vonnie shook her head. "Plenty of chances still to come. Finish with her. Make her cum again."

"Mmmmm, that sounds like fun," Shelagh breathed. "Yes, baby brother... Make me cum again, and again, and again. I'm hooked." She sat up carefully, a bit woozy. "How do you want me?"

"On your hands and knees," I told her. "I want to fuck you deep."

"Mmmmm hmmm," she smiled, running her fingers through her tousled hair as she climbed off. "I'm good with that, I love being done from behind." She took her position, and stuck her rump up in the air. "Fuck me deep, Danny. Fuck me hard."

I wasted no time, clambering into place behind her. She reached between her legs and guided me into her pussy, which accepted my shaft much more easily this time. She was so wet and open, I had it fully inside her in three strokes. I adjusted my stance, putting one foot on the floor, and gripping her hips firmly. The view from above was remarkable, with my sister's beautiful ass pressed tight against me.

"Do it, Danny. Fuck me! I want to feel that whole fucking cock!" she groaned.

I cast a quick glance around the room, looking for the hidden camera. Well that was the only explanation; any second now Allen Funt, or Ashton Kutcher were going to pop out of the closet, and let me in on the practical joke. Three days ago, I was a virgin. Since then, my mother's youngest sister had taken my cherry, orally and vaginally, then anally the next day. Now, the soaking wet pussy that was gripping my shaft belonged to my sister, and my Aunt was watching from a few feet away, masturbating furiously.

I don't know why I should feel like it was a joke. I mean, this sort of thing happens every day, doesn't it?

For the last three, anyway. Hopefully many more, in the future.

I pulled back, leaving just the tip inside her, then slammed it back in.

"Uhhhnffff! Oh god!" Shelagh gasped. "Yes! Fuck me hard!"

The first one was a test. It's go time! I held her tight, and gave it to her as requested, with long, full length strokes that ended with me crashing into her muscular butt. I was pulling her back against me as hard as I was thrusting forward. The sound of our bodies colliding was lost amongst Shelagh's screams, and Vonnie's grunts. She was now working three fingers into herself, and watching us closely.

The final piece of the puzzle was the smell. Vonnie's bedroom was a decent size, big enough for a king-sized bed, but the air was reaching the saturation point. With three sweaty bodies, two sodden pussies, and the remains of my cumshot mixing scents, it smelled like a well-used brothel in here. It smelled hot, and I liked it.

I was looking down as I fucked my sister, watching her pussy stretch open as I drove my shaft in. Her glutes shook as I slammed against her, then her thick lips dragged out along the length as I pulled back. It was a very, very erotic sight, and would be if it was anyone else's pussy, but because it was my sister's cunt, the sexy factor went up exponentially. It was lighting my fuse.

Shelagh kept screaming, and I kept drilling her. She had dropped her shoulders to the surface of the bed, and tucked her head under, so she could see me fucking her hard. I looked into her eyes, seeing the fire there, and shifted into high gear. She was begging for another orgasm, and I made it my mission to give it to her.

Vonnie shrieked, attracting my attention. I found her with four fingers jammed inside her pussy, and the other hand working her clit. She was cumming, and cumming, and cumming.

So was Shelagh, and within seconds, so was I. I gave her one last, vicious stab, and exploded inside her.

All three of us came together, voicing our bliss in a way that made me glad my Grandparent's house was spaced far enough away from the neighbours that we shouldn't have been heard. The last thing we needed was nosey neighbours telling Grandma and Grandpa about the noises they heard coming from the house in their absence.

The room was silent now, other than the heavy breathing. I patted my sister's ass, and started to pull out.

"Wait!" Vonnie gasped, untangling herself from the chair. I froze. Vonnie's face appeared at my hip. "Okay, uncork her."

Oh god. I pulled my wilting dick out of my Shelagh's cunt, and my semen began to drip from around her clit. I watched as Vonnie pushed me aside, and clamped her lips over my sister's pussy, sucking my cum out of her.

"Oh, jesus!" Shelagh gasped, squirming forward on the bed. Vonnie pushed her over onto her back, and dove in, continuing her cleanup of her niece's abused, cum filled gash. "Oh fuck! Yes Vonnie!" Shelagh grabbed a handful of my Aunt's red hair, and pulled, rubbing her pussy across Vonnie's face.

My penis tried to rise again at the sight of my Aunt eating my sister's cunt. It really did, but having cum twice in the last hour or so... well, it just wasn't going to happen.

Still, I wasn't about to turn away, with a show like this happening right in front of me. For a brief second, I thought of grabbing my phone, and capturing the action on video. My dick was all in favour of it, but fortunately, my rational mind overrode that sentiment. There was little to be gained from having that kind of evidence in existence. Way too dangerous.

So I sat there, close beside my sister, and watched my Aunt devour her succulent pussy. I knew Shelagh tasted good. I knew Vonnie did too. I just didn't expect them to be tasting each other.

Shelagh sat up, and grabbed Vonnie's hair again, lifting her face up before planting a kiss on her lips. She licked some of my cum, mixed with her own juices, from our Aunt's face, then kissed her again. They both moaned softly.

"I get the feeling you've done this before, Sis," I laughed.

"I'd be surprised if she hadn't," Vonnie smiled, pausing the action for a second. "Lots of girls learn to kiss by kissing their girlfriends at slumber parties. I did."

"Really?" I smiled. Why didn't I know that, back when my sisters were having those parties all the time? I would have tried harder to spy on them if I'd known. "Is that true, Shel?"

"Yup," she giggled, and planted another one on Vonnie. "Just another advantage of being a girl. I don't suppose you kissed your buddies, did you?"

"God no!" I shuddered.

Shelagh pressed forward, forcing Vonnie onto her back. She laid atop our Aunt, pressing their breasts together, and they made out happily for a minute. My dick was making yet another valiant effort to rise from the ashes, and when my sister sat up, and spun around to place her pussy on Vonnie's face, it twitched.

"We didn't do this at my slumber parties, though," she smiled. "She's just so good at it!"

Shelagh moaned as Vonnie's tongue probed her moist depths. She reached out tentatively, and touched Vonnie's pussy softly. Our Aunt's thighs opened wider, silently giving consent, and Shelagh stroked her labia in response.

I was tired of just watching, and quickly took a place between Vonnie's thighs. Under my sister's gaze, I moved closer, and ran my tongue across my Aunt's juicy pussy. Vonnie moaned loudly, and Shelagh did the same. It occurred to me that making my Aunt moan while she ate my sister would be like a natural vibrator, so I dispensed with the gentle licks, and went all out.

Vonnie's words of direction were still relatively fresh in my mind, so I was quite effective at eliciting moans for the pleasure of both my current bed mates. I suppose this was about as big as our group was going to get, as the only one left that wasn't an outsider was Mom, and it seemed highly unlikely that she would be joining us in the fun, at least not until the temperature in hell dipped below freezing.

"God Danny, you're pretty good at that," Shelagh said softly, still watching from above. "It's so hot to watch you, and she's obviously enjoying it. She taught you?"

"Mmmmm hmmm," I nodded, continuing to flick my tongue over Vonnie's clit.

"Can you teach me?" Shelagh whispered. I stopped suddenly, shocked at what I was hearing. I looked up at my sister. "Yes, I've got a pussy, and yes, I know what I like, and you licked mine so wonderfully before, but I've never licked one. Being this close, and smelling her scent... It's very arousing, and like she said, maybe I'm bi-curious."

"Watch and learn, Sis," I smiled, and went back to work, swirling my tongue around and into our Aunt's cleft. Vonnie's moans increased, and Shelagh's eyes fluttered at the sensation. She leaned closer, observing intently, until I moved aside.

Another few seconds of hesitation followed, before she extended her tongue, and became an active bi-sexual.

It had been quite a day for my sister already. She started out having breakfast with my mother and I. Since then, she had decided incest was a viable option, been eaten by both my Aunt and myself, had her brother's penis jammed up her own pussy, and been filled with my semen. Now she was tasting our Aunt's cunt with her own tongue, and apparently enjoying it. She was almost unrecognizable.

Except that she wasn't. I knew it was my sister, and I knew it was my Aunt, and I knew I was actually seeing the two of them feasting on each other, in a fantasy-worthy 69, only a few inches away from me.

That twitch in my dick that signalled it's possible resurrection? Well, there was no doubt about whether or not it was alive now. My cock was fully erect, and eager to get into the action. With the way the ladies were currently positioned, there was only one logical place to put my dick ; Shelagh's pussy.

For the second time today, and the second time in my life, I prepared to penetrate my sister's vagina, kneeing over Vonnie's head. I made eye contact with my Aunt, and felt her hand steering my penis toward Shelagh's opening. I pushed inside her, sliding deeper with each stroke, while Vonnie's tongue teased my balls. Once I was fully buried in Shelagh's cunt, Vonnie started to use her tongue on her niece's clit.

My sister shrieked, trying to maintain her contact with our Aunt's pussy, but finding it difficult to do so while I was pounding her from behind. I'm sure Vonnie's tongue was a good part of the reason for Shelagh's sudden increase in volume.

Now being a connoisseur of pussy... I had been in two of them, and I liked them both... I felt qualified to contrast my Aunt's juicy gash, with that of my sister. Admittedly, my sample size was limited, and both of them were related to me, and each other, but there were subtle differences. Quite a few similarities as well.

To start with, both of them had pouty, dangling labia, although Vonnie's was a little more so. Both kept their luscious coochies hair free, and both were abundantly juicy. My sister's cunt was tighter, but not by much, a few extra years of sexual activity made Vonnie a more experienced teacher.

My mind was creating new terminology for my partners. We've all heard of the term MILF ; well I had a SILF, and an AILF. Perhaps if I was totally honest, I had a MILF, too. Recent events had convinced me that nearly anything was possible, even acts that seemed doomed to never be spoken. And my Mom was a very attractive woman, much like her youngest sister, Vonnie, whose tongue was currently tickling my balls.

Quite a lot to think about, and a strange time to think it, being balls deep in a succulent pussy. Unless that pussy belongs to your sister, of course. If that's the case, at least in my opinion, it's perfectly logical.

Shelly's cunt was gripping my shaft quite snugly. I loved watching her lips dripping out along the length of my penis as I pulled back out. It was so sexy, and even though my balls were empty, it was getting to me. I could feel the tingle beginning, but I knew I could make my sister cum first. After all, Vonnie was helping from below. I also had an ace in the hole. Literally. Her asshole.

It was something Vonnie taught me inadvertently, when I was fucking her ass. I wasn't sure how Shelly felt about it, but it was worth a try.

I licked my finger. There was a lot of pussy juice available as well, and I lubed my sister's butt hole with it. I gently wormed my fingertip into her tight rear entrance. Her moans and groans acquired an edge, and she squirmed in my grip, but didn't pull away. Actually, she pushed back again the intruding digit harder, until her little ring popped open, and my finger slid in to the second knuckle.

"GnnnnOHHHFUUUUCK!" Shelagh groaned. She was getting the full treatment, with my cock in her pussy, my finger in her ass, and Vonnie's tongue on her clit. Only her nipples were being left out, but there was nothing I could do about that now.

Her orgasm was epic. Shelagh shook, screamed, and gasped for air, as it washed over her, then she pulled away, and laid on her side, in an overwhelmed fetal position. Both Vonnie and I watched her.

"Hmmmm, what to do with this?" Vonnie giggled, running her tongue along the underside of my cock, which was still hard, and hanging just over her face. Apparently, the question was rhetorical, as she simply pointed it down, and swallowed it, sucking my sister's fragrant juices off my skin. Her mouth felt wonderful.

Movement caught my eye, and I lifted my head from watching my Aunt suck my cock, to see my sister roll off the bed. She came closer, and stopped beside me, reaching out to grip the base of my dick.

"Vonnie? May I?" she asked softly. My Aunt relinquished her lip grip, and nodded. Shelagh steered me to the edge of the bed. "Stand please, baby bro."

I did, as she knelt before me. Her hand stroked my thick shaft, and she licked her lips.

"Danny, this is one very nice cock," she smiled up at me. "You'll let me use it, from time to time, won't you?"

At the risk of stating the obvious... Yes! Of course. Use me for your pleasure. Use me for my pleasure. Just use me. Fuck me. Suck me. I'll do the same for you, Sis.

"Anytime, anywhere," I smiled. She was rubbing the head of my cock across her nipples, and grinned at me. She settled in place, her face directly in front of my crotch, and took a deep breath.

"I just love sucking cock," she breathed, stroking me again. "I've been told I'm good at it. What do you think?" Her mouth opened, and her plump, kissable lips slid slowly down my length.

I think that's a really good start, I thought, as I felt the back of her throat against the end of my dick. She breathed slowly through her nose, in an almost meditative fashion, and I felt her tongue worming along the underside of my shaft. What she did next was a surprise, both to me, and Vonnie, who had taken a place beside my sister.

Shelagh shifted, and tilted her head back a little, then pressed forward.

"Oh my god! Go for it Shel!" Vonnie gasped, watching my sister's lips slide further and further down, as my cock found room in her throat.

'Oh my god' seemed a pretty accurate description of the sensations I was feeling. Shelly pulled back a bit to breathe, then pressed in again, until I felt her lips on my pubes, and her tongue on my balls.

"Okay, I'm officially impressed, Shelly," my Aunt giggled, watching my sister slowly move back and forth, spit dripping off her lips. "Maybe you can teach me how to suck a cock like that. I'd love to get more than half that thing into my mouth. My niece Shelagh, the deep-throat champ!"

My sister Shelagh, the deep-throat champ, was deep-throating MY cock, and it had taken away my power of speech. I felt my legs start to quiver. I know my experience is very limited, but this was the most incredible thing I had ever felt. Better than pussy. Better than Vonnie's ass, or her tits around my cock. Better than anything.

"Gnnuhhhn! Shel... Please... Cum... ming," I managed to grunt, just in time for her to back off. Drool ran down her chin, and dripped onto her fabulous tits, as she grabbed my cock and aimed it at her face.

Blam! My cock flexed from root to tip, and despite having cum twice already today, a huge blob of semen splattered across her pretty nose, lips, and chin. The rest of the load was less forceful, dripping off onto her hand as she jerked me eagerly.

That was it for me. I fell over backwards, fortunate to hit the bed. The room was spinning again, and the last thing I heard before the room went dark was my Aunt and sister moaning, as they kissed and gobbled my cum from each other's faces.

***

I woke alone, and tucked into the covers lovingly. From what I remembered, my collapse wasn't that precise, so I can only assume I had my lovely bedmates to thank for making me comfortable.

Stretching, I could feel the dull ache in my groin that always accompanied cumming so often. I knew that, because my personal record for masturbation was six in one day, and my balls hurt for two days afterwards.

I heard giggling from downstairs, and curiosity made me follow the sound. Dressing didn't even cross my mind, so it's a good thing that the sound was only Vonnie and Shelagh.

"Hey," I moaned, rubbing my face. "What time is it?"

They weren't dressed either, sitting at the kitchen island, drinking coffee naked as though it was the most natural thing in the world. I barely noticed the bare skin. It was going to take more than their beautiful, jiggling breasts to wake my dick now. He was down for the count.

"Hey! See? I told you you didn't kill him!" Vonnie laughed. "How would we have explained that anyway? Killing your brother by blowjob?"

Shelagh rose from her stool, and came to hug me. She was so soft, and lovely to hold.

"How you doing?" she asked, kissing me gently on the lips. "I was a little worried when we couldn't wake you. Never had anyone pass out on me like that."

"I'm good, Sis," I replied. "Never had anyone suck my cock like that, either."

"Well, you will again," Shelly giggled. "Anytime. Anywhere," she added, using my words. "You liked it then?"

"Duh?" I laughed, now fully awake.

"Your sister has promised to teach me how she does that," Siobhan smiled. "You won't mind if I practice on you, will you?"

"Duh!" I repeated. "What time did you say it was?"

"Late enough that we were just going to come for you," Vonnie said, reverting to adult mode. "Shelly... get dressed, and go home. What's your story for why you were gone all afternoon?"

"I'll think of something," Shelagh nodded. "See you at dinner." She pecked me on the lips, did the same to our Aunt, and raced upstairs.

"So, young man," Vonnie smiled, bouncing her crossed foot playfully. "Quite the day, huh?"

"You could say that," I giggled. "Please tell me you don't have bigger plans for tomorrow? I don't think I can survive it."

Vonnie just smiled, and walked over to me, wrapping her arms around my neck. She kissed me deeply. There was something different about this kiss, though. It felt different, because I 'felt' it.

"No promises, lover," she whispered. "No promises."

Shelly had returned, buttoning her blouse, and tucking herself back into sartorial perfection. She found us in each other's arms.

"Hey, don't make me take this off again," she giggled. "Can I trust you two alone together?"

Vonnie was looking into my eyes, a strangely content look on her face. Her arms held me close, pressing her huge, soft breasts against my chest. We were swaying softly, almost as though dancing to imaginary music.

"We'll be there for dinner," Vonnie said, never shifting her gaze.

"Okay. Don't be late," Shelagh nodded. "See ya!"

Vonnie's lips were on mine again before the front door closed. She led me back upstairs, and we laid down again.

Not to have sex. Not even to make love. No, we simply kissed. Layers of emotion peeled back with each embrace, going deeper and deeper.

Closer to the heart.

***

Mom was quite enjoying this family dinner thing. Having my Grandparents away, and her baby sister visiting every evening, was making her quite happy.

As long as she was ignorant of the details, that is.

For three of the four people around the table tonight, today had not been 'just another day'. For me, the proof was the ache in my balls. I'm sure both Vonnie and Shelagh were feeling the female equivalent. Several furtive glances were exchanged, but we were otherwise able to effectively disguise our emotions.

After dinner, Vonnie and Mom went to talk in living room, leaving my sister and I to do the dishes.

I'll flip you for it," I said quietly, meaning the winner would dry, and the loser would wash. I barely got the words out, before Shelly was sucking on my tongue.

I went to push her away, but my hands ended up on her big tits, causing her to moan quietly. The second attempt found her shoulders, and I succeeded in separating us.

"Are you crazy?" I hissed. "This isn't Vonnie's bedroom. Mom is right there!" I reminded her, pointing in the direction of certain death.

"Relax stud," she giggled softly. 'Vonnie's with her, and they're yacking. They'll be in there for hours. Besides, it was just a kiss. I'll wash, you dry."

It took a minute, but her words got through, and I realized we really didn't have much to worry about. We were alone. As long as we were quiet, we were probably safe.

Shelly had her back to me, running the water and sorting the dishes. She probably didn't even know I was right behind her, until I gathered her hair, exposing the side of her neck. She gasped as my lips nibbled at the nape and side of her elegant neck, bracing herself against the counter. My right hand reached around, and cupped her large breast.

"Mmmmm, suddenly brave, are we?" she whispered. I answered by kissing her neck more, while I unbuttoned her blouse, and slipped my hand inside, fondling her globes firmly. "Oh Danny, that's so good." Her butt pressed back against me. "Don't start something we can't finish, though, okay?"

She was right, of course, but I was rather liking this new bit about having a lover in the very same house. I nuzzled her more, and now had both hands inside her blouse. Her nipples were poking at her bra, and her breathing was quivering, both indications of her increasing arousal. She made one more attempt to reason with me.

"Danny, please, you're making me crazy, and you know we can't fuck while Mom is home," she whispered, begging me to stop.

"Alright," I sighed, in her ear, getting in a few final gropes before I withdrew my hands. She buttoned up quickly, but left enough cleavage on display to keep things interesting. I patted her bum, and she giggled.

"Let's get these dishes done," she directed, and started to scrub a bowl, while I stood with tea towel ready. We went back to being brother and sister, for the most part, although I did peek down her top several times. She just smiled, and kept washing, until we were done. I grabbed her ass again, and kissed her ear.

"I'm going to my room," I breathed. "See you later, Sis.

***

"Danny? Are you awake?" I heard, in a whisper. My bedroom door opened silently, and a shadowy figure entered.

"Danny?" she repeated.

"Yes Shel, I'm awake," I replied softly. Moist lips found mine in the darkness.

"I can't sleep," she breathed. "I need you."

"You were the one who said we can't fuck while Mom is home," I reminded her. The lips pressed in again, and her tongue writhed around inside my mouth.

"What did you say?" she asked, cheeky bugger. "If you fuck me, I'll suck your cock again?" she promised.

Ooooooooooh. Deeeeep throooooooat. So goooood.

"Downstairs powder room. Now," I ordered. "Watch the third step from the top..."

"I know. It squeaks," she finished. "You're not the only one who sneaks around the house."

We crept out the door, down the hallway, and descended the stairs, squeak free. Once inside the powder room, with the door locked, Shelagh turned on the light.

"Fuck! That's bright!" she hissed, blinking in the sudden glare. I was doing the same, trying to keep my retinas from melting. As my eyes adjusted, I took in her attire; an old, stretched out, pink t-shirt, that was thin enough that her nipples were almost visible. It hung off her left shoulder, and reached just below her ass.

"Nice outfit," I smiled. "Take it off."

"You first," she giggled quietly.

"Fine," I replied, and dropped my underwear. My dick was semi-soft, and hanging heavily.

"Let me help you with that," my sister grinned, pulling the shirt off over her head. Her big tits wobbled and bounced free, and she dropped to her knees. Since my cock wasn't yet stiff, it slid easily down her throat on the first gobble.

"Jesus, Shel...!" I inhaled.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm," she moaned softly, bobbing her head dutifully. My penis was hardening quickly, and she adjusted her position to accommodate the expansion. Once she was satisfied, she pulled back, slurping up excess saliva as she did.

"Shelly... that's incredible. How did you learn that?" I sighed.

"Practice," she smiled. "Lots and lots of practice. Now sit down, and let me use that big cock. I'll suck you again after I cum."

That's fine with me, I thought, as I sat on the toilet seat. She straddled me, and lowered herself aboard. My cock was very wet, and so was she, so it didn't take as much effort as it had earlier, in Vonnie's bedroom, our first time together. Her arms were around my neck, and as she bottomed out, she kissed me again. My sister is an excellent kisser.

Shelagh rose and fell slowly, controlling her movements so as to be as quiet as possible. She broke away from the kiss.

"God, Danny, your cock fills me so full," she whispered. "It's the best ever." She leaned back a bit, and ground her cunt down harder. I looked at her beautiful breasts, and realized I hadn't yet tasted those pink nipples. No time like the present. I latched on and sucked gently. "Mnnahhn! Fuck, yes!" she gasped, a little louder than intended. She reached over to the towel bar, and retrieved a small towel, which she stuck in her mouth. She nodded.

I sucked harder, gnawing on the stiff pink nub, while she ground her clit against the hard base of my dick. The towel muffled her moans, and I switched breasts occasionally. I could feel her starting to quiver, and the look in her eyes told me she was getting close. Her hips picked up their pace, and she moaned again, then buried her face in my shoulder. I held her tight, while her body clenched, over and over, through a huge orgasm. She fought to stay quiet, keeping it down to a few small squeaks and desperate snorts.

"You okay, Sis?" I asked softly, stroking her long hair. She stayed wrapped in my arms, and nodded slowly.

"Wow," she whispered. "Just... Wow."

"Want another one?" I asked.

"Okay. Need a minute, first," she responded, still resting against me.

For the second time today, a woman wanted to be held by me. Me, the just- turned-eighteen-only-been-having-sex-for-three-days-just-figuring-out-women guy. Strangely, I really liked it. It made me feel warm inside.

Shelly rose slowly, and turned away, bracing herself against the vanity counter.

"How's this?" she smiled. I pulled her hips higher, putting her legs together and mine outside of hers, wide apart, equalizing enough of our height difference to make it work.

I put the tip of my spear in her vestibule, and pushed back into her, while looking into her eyes in the mirror. Her eyes fluttered, and she groaned through the towel. It was fun, watching her face in the reflection, as every stroke made her eyes roll back. Of course, her eyes weren't the only thing I was watching, as even smooth, gentle thrusts were making her big, hanging breasts swing in circles and slap together.

Shelly began to squeal quietly, her eyes screwed shut tight. She flushed again, and came. This time, I had to catch her, as her legs gave out, and I eased her down to the floor.

"Oh god, that was good," she panted, "but I can't hold it in anymore. If you make me cum again, everyone in the neighbourhood will know about it. It's your turn."

She handed me the towel, and took her kneeling position in front of me. Within seconds, I was the one fighting to stay silent, as she had me once again down her throat.

It must be the tongue. That's the only thing a mouth has that a pussy doesn't. Or the suction. A pussy can't actually do that either, can it? Yes, it's the tongue and the suction that makes a blowjob so damned good, especially one of Shelly's deep-throat versions.

Of course, looking down into my sister's liquid blue eyes, as the entirety of my erection disappeared miraculously, over and over, into her mouth... well, that might play a part, too. My beautiful sister, deep-throating my cock, while Mom slept upstairs.

"Oh shit!" I grunted into the towel, and erupted into Shelagh's mouth. She backed off about halfway, and sucked hard, her cheeks hollowing as she did her best to draw out every drop I had. I heard her gulping down the repeated explosions of semen, and braced myself between the walls of the small room, arms outstretched. My legs had reverted to some gelatinous state, and were barely able to hold me up, while my sister lovingly vacuumed the dregs from my deflating rod, cleaning it up for me.

With a very un-sisterly kiss on the head of my softened dick, she stood, a very satisfied smile on her face. I handed her the towel, and she wiped her mouth of excess spit.

"Shelly... Wow!" I gasped, watching her in the mirror as she put her t-shirt back on. Her very erect nipples made obvious dents in the fabric.

"Thank you, little brother," she smiled, and kissed me again. "I'll sleep much better now."

"Me too," I mumbled. I'll be lucky to make it upstairs before I pass out.

She turned off the lights, and we waited a few seconds before opening the door slowly. Our night vision wasn't as good as it was on the way down here, but we managed to find our way without crashing into anything. At the foot of the stairs, she gave me another kiss, and we headed up.

SQUEAK!

Oh fuck! The third step from the top! I didn't step over it, and announced our presence.

Well, to be fair, both my coordination and mental faculties had been severely comprised but my sister's incredible deep-throat prowess. Thankfully, nothing will restore it faster than impending doom.

"Go!" I whispered. "I'll cover you."

Shelagh darted away on tiptoes, passing the lion's den and making it to her room like a ghost in the night.

"SQUEAK!" the stair said as I stepped off it, and walked heavily down the hall.

"Danny?" I heard from Mom's room, through the door.

"Yeah, Mom, it's me," I replied.

"Everything okay?" she asked.

As far as you know... Yes, everything is fine. What you don't know is that everything is absolutely fan-fucking-tastic! Your sister... My Aunt... is teaching me everything I need to know about women, and how to please them in the bedroom. She's an excellent teacher, heavy on the practical experience. Also, your daughter... My sister... is one helluva fuck, and gives the world's best blowjobs. So yes, everything is fine.

"Yeah. Just wanted a drink. Sorry I woke you," I smiled.

"That's okay, honey. Goodnight," she replied.

"Goodnight, Mom," I said, having made it to my room. I closed the door, and leaned against it, hoping I was the only one who could hear my heart pounding.

My phone buzzed softly. Message from my sister.

Thanks, baby brother. Nice cover. she sent.

Before I could respond, another came in.

Nice cock, too. Delicious. Very nutritious midnight snack.

Thanks Shel. More if you need it, just not tonight, I replied.

Goodnight stud.

Goodnight, supreme cocksucker.

I put my phone down and exhaled. Life was fantastic, but it was getting more than a little complicated, and very, very dangerous. Not only was I fucking two blood-relatives, it appeared one of them was getting emotionally attached, if I read Vonnie's reaction this afternoon correctly. And now, by adding my sister to the mix, it appeared I had become an available menu item, anytime she was horny, or peckish.

It appeared that the situation was bent on destruction, sooner or later. Mom would find out, and kill me.

Until then?

What a way to go!

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I think Danny has earned some rest.

He's gonna need it.

Thanks for reading, and please let me know how you feel about this, or any of my other stories.

Of course, your vote matters to me.

Danny, Vonnie and Shelagh have been having fun. Let's check in.

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Somehow, I survived the next week, despite the best efforts of Vonnie and Shelagh.

Vonnie confined her activities to my grandparent's house. Since they were still away, she kept me busy with odd jobs around the house, and more pleasurable jobs afterward. Her role as instructor became less and less obvious, as I learned the lessons, and she enjoyed the benefits. It was lots of fun, but exhausting.

Shelagh, on the other hand, was just as likely to instigate sexual activity in our house as anywhere else. She did come and join Vonnie and I for a day-long romp again, but seemed to take more pleasure in ambushing me at home. We repeated our downstairs powder room session a few times, and she was constantly teasing me, trying to induce an erection. Don't get me wrong... My sister was a dynamite partner, and her ability to deep-throat my cock was beyond heavenly. I was definitely enjoying having such a willing bed mate in the next room. A little too willing, occasionally.

She definitely had a taste for the dangerous side of sex, and that danger was abundant at home, in the form of Mom. Merely having fabulous, incestuous sex wasn't always enough for her. Doing it with Mom nearby seemed to turn her crank to even higher levels, and I didn't find it as much fun as she did. To me, it was more terrifying than exciting.

Take today, for example. Mom had an early dental appointment, and she was out the door before I got up. Nothing terribly unusual about that, as it had happened often enough in the past, but this was the first since I became my sister's favourite plaything. I woke to a strange, if spectacularly enjoyable sensation. My morning erection had attracted Shelagh's attention, like a bee to a flower, and she was buzzing on it happily.

"What the...?" I mumbled, my head a swirl of morning fog and sexual arousal. "Shel, are you crazy?"

She shook her head, and continued to suck my cock like a demon. I could picture Mom walking in any second. My imagined versions of her reaction ran the gamut, from merely dropping dead due to a heart attack, to coming back with a knife and cutting off my favourite piece of anatomy.

"Relax, little brother," she directed in her big sister voice, rising to her knees. She reached up, and skinned off her nightie with a theatrical flourish. When she spoke again, it was in the voice I hadn't heard before our recent transformation from siblings, to lovers.

"Well, maybe don't relax too much," she purred, grasping my slippery cock with one hand, and guiding it inside herself. "Especially this part. He should remain tense, and at attention, for as long as I need him."

"But Mom...?" I protested.

"Dentist," she groaned, dropping aboard fully. "We have at least an hour, so I'm gonna fuck this gorgeous piece of meat for as long as possible."

While it was certainly a wonderful way to start the day, I was having mixed feelings. My cock was having the time of his life, whether buried deep inside Shelagh's pussy, or being blown by her very talented mouth, but the rest of me was slightly conflicted.

Right now, my cock was running the show, so that conflict was pushed aside for the moment. Instead of protesting further, I laid back and enjoyed it. Believe me there was plenty to enjoy. Shelagh's cunt was dripping wet, hot, and blissfully tight. Then there was the visual extravaganza of watching her from below. Her hair was flying, causing her beautiful face to play hide-and-seek through the sexy, red waves. When visible, her eyes burned with desire, escalating my own.

And in case you think I forgot about her chest... well, think again. The defining attribute of all our family's women, her big boobs were doing the dance that I had fallen under the spell of, bouncing and jiggling before my appreciative eyes. She read my gaze, and leaned closer, giving me oral access to those lovely orbs. My lips went to work, kissing whatever I made contact with, while searching for a nipple to latch onto. Once I found one, I sucked hard.

"Oh, fuck, Danny. That's it! Go for it! Suck my tits, baby brother! You know how I love it," she moaned, grinding her pussy down against the base of my cock.

I was truly enjoying this morning get-together, but somewhere in the corner of my view, I could almost see the clock counting down to zero, the point at which we had better be done, showered and looking completely innocent, before Mom returned home. Picture the series '24', and the sound of that clock clunking mechanically, and you get the idea. It was, to say the least, a distraction.

A distraction Shelagh was enjoying to the max. Normally (if that word can be used to describe a situation as bizarre as this), I would wake up with a morning woodie after a night of arousing dreams about Vonnie or some other fantasy woman. I knew from experience that getting myself off after that prolonged excitement was pretty quick, yet today Shelagh was getting a long, deep ride, and I wasn't even close to cumming. She was, but my cock stood resolute, buried up her dripping cunt.

This should in no way be construed as a critical comment about my sister. Far from it. Shelagh was a very beautiful woman, a fabulous fuck, and the world's best cocksucker. Her pussy was warm, wet and welcoming, not to mention tight, and her big tits were right in my face for my viewing and sucking pleasure. Shelagh had it all, and was giving me the use of it, but the fear factor of getting caught was keeping me from appreciating her as much as I should have.

The fear of getting caught might not be the only distraction that was effecting me. Recent time with my Aunt had given rise to some confusing feelings in me, and equally confusing signals from her.

"God! Fuck! I'm cumming, Danny!" My sister gasped, grinding against me harder. "Don't stop sucking my tits! It's so fucking good!"

Shelly had always been such a good girl, so prim, proper, and stylish. Who knew she had a vocabulary that included such directives?

Who knew she was so willing to put aside the taboos, and fuck her brother?

Who knew she was so fucking good at it?

As her orgasm waned, Shelly dropped her substantial chest to rest on mine, panting heavily. Seconds later, she wrapped herself around me, and rolled us over.

"Your turn, little brother," she giggled, smiling up at me. "Gimme that big dick hard. Be selfish, and get yourself off. Just one request?"

I had adjusted my position, and was ready to fuck her senseless, despite the looming countdown. I looked down at her pretty face, and nodded.

"I'd really like to see your cum splattered all over my boobs," she added. "I love it when my guys cum on me, and I especially love you to do it."

"If you insist," I sighed, and started to stroke into her with full length thrusts, building my pace as I went, and further adjusting my support position. It didn't take long for me to get comfortable, and within seconds I was slamming her hard, crushing her into my mattress. The bed squeaked in protest at this unfamiliar activity. I'd never done this in my room before.

"Oh shit, Danny, that's it!" she groaned, arching her back in pleasure. "Fuck me hard! Gonna make me cum again! Yes, Danny! YESSSS!"

I felt her nails on my back, clawing in desperation as she went off under me with a deep moan of enjoyment. I didn't even slow down, pounding her with desperation of my own.

Desperation to get myself off, and shoot my load all over her tits... before Mom got home and killed us both. It was pretty powerful motivation.

Her talons now scraped my ass, urging me to do her with even more ferocity.

"Hurry Danny," she snarled through clenched teeth. "Mom will be home in a few minutes. Fuck me. Fuck me like I'm a cheap hooker in an alley. Just do it, and cum on me."

I found a gear I didn't know I had, and let her have it. I was briefly concerned that my bed might not be up to the task, but that thought was pushed aside by the warm tingle in my balls. I was gonna cum, and that fact took priority.

"Oh... Jes... us... Yes... Dan... ny... Fuck... Me!" she hissed, hair flying as I bounced her off the mattress with each energetic stroke. It was time.

I pulled out. My cock was dripping with her froth, and it only took two strokes with my hand before I exploded, sending thick jets of white semen in arcs through the air.

Splattered. That's what she said she wanted, and that's exactly what she got, as cum rained down on her from above. Shelly moaned, and caught a few drops with her hungry mouth, but most of it landed on her primary target zone... Those big, heaving breasts. Stroke after stroke, I painted her with streaks and blots of hot cum, until the flow petered out. I sat back on my haunches breathing heavily, and shook the last drops on her belly.

"That's all... I have," I panted.

"Mmmmm. That's plenty," she smiled, cupping her huge rack and spreading my discharge around with her delicate hands. Her nipples were standing straight up, and little strings of cum trailed off them as they sprung back in the wake of her fingers. "God, it's so nasty. It really gets me hot."

"Shelly, honey, we don't have time for you to get hot. Not again," I reminded her.

"Right. I'll shower first," she giggled, and leapt off the bed. I watched her sexy ass wiggle out my door, and collapsed on the bed. "You can join me, if you'd like," she added from down the hall, as the water started running. "Door's open."

I only laid there for a few seconds. My brain was still functional enough to know that my room probably smelled of Shelly's pussy, so I opened the window. I inspected the bed, and other than being more rumpled than usual, found nothing incriminating. I found her night shirt in the corner, and tossed it into her room on the way to the bathroom. Crime scene cleansed.

In the bathroom, Shelagh was humming happily, and washing her hair. When she saw me through the steamy glass, she pressed her melons against the door, showing me her hard nipples.

"Now that's a great way to start the day!" she laughed.

"I agree," I smiled, lifting the lid of the toilet, and unleashing my full bladder. "Let's not make a habit of it, though, okay? I'd like to see my nineteenth birthday."

"You worry too much, little brother," she smiled, watching me pee. "Are you coming in here, when you're done?"

"Um, yeah. I'm covered in pussy juice. Mom might notice the smell in the laundry," I replied, shaking the last of the urine out of my dick.

"Good," she said softly, and slid the door open. "Do my back?" she asked, holding out the bar of soap.

This was dangerous. Getting in the shower with my sister was new, and exciting, but Mom was getting ever closer to catching us. Still, how could I turn down this opportunity?

I stepped in, and lathered my hands quickly, spreading the soapy suds across her smooth skin. My hands wrapped around, unable to resist her breasts.

"Mmmmm. You wanna do the front, too?" Shelly moaned. "Be my guest." She turned to face me, giving me full access to her chest, and I lathered those beautiful breasts thoroughly. She moaned again, and wrapped her arm around my neck. "You're hired. You can be my shower buddy, anytime." She sealed the deal with a kiss, and pressed those soapy tits into my chest. They slid around with her movements, causing some movement down below.

"Fuck, Danny! Are you getting hard again already?" she giggled, looking down past her tits between us.

"Happens every time I'm naked in the shower with my gorgeous sister," I laughed. "At least, so far anyway."

"Well, we definitely don't have time for round two," she smiled, rinsing her luscious body. "You'll just have to save it for Aunt Vonnie. I assume you're going over there today?"

"Yup," I replied, as she quite literally slid her luscious body past me out the door, and grabbed her towel. "I have no idea what she's got for me to do today. I've cleaned every window, cut the grass, repaired the screen door... Everything but build an addition. There's nothing left to do."

"Oh, I'm sure she can find something... For you to... Do," she winked, and hustled out the door, down the hall to her room.

>i?Yes. I suppose she can, I thought, smiling to myself, while I washed my own body. I had done her pussy, and her butt, and her mouth. Anything she could think of was sure to please, and I still had plenty to learn. My daydreaming was interrupted by Shelagh's voice, as she stopped back in the room.

She was fully dressed, and checked her hair in the mirror, arranging the wet locks with her fingers. My sister was just so fucking sexy.

"Okay. I'm going downstairs. You want some breakfast?" she asked. I nodded. "Good job, this morning, little brother. I had lots of fun. You're really learning a lot from Vonnie."

With that, she was gone, closing the door behind her.

Shelagh was right. I was learning a lot from our Aunt.

Including a few things that weren't supposed to be part of the curriculum.

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Shelagh made a very nice breakfast of bacon and eggs, and we were both eating it when Mom arrived home. We gave her nothing to be suspicious about, just two siblings eating breakfast together. Nothing untoward.

With the meal complete, I loaded the dishwasher with the dirty dishes, gave Mom a kiss, and headed out the door towards my grand-parents' house. Shelagh was in the living room, reading a magazine.

"Say hi to Aunt Siobhan for me," she said softly, with a playful grin. "Have fun."

I gave her a silent nod, and pulled the door shut behind me. This morning's activities, thus far, had been instigated without my consent. Now, I was going where I wanted to go.

I'm not expecting you to feel sorry for me. I'm not really complaining, just saying that, if I'd been awake, I probably wouldn't have gone into my sister's bedroom and fucked her, the way she did to me. I'm not saying I didn't enjoy it, but I wouldn't have started it. Too dangerous.

On my way over to my grandparent's house, I did some thinking. I was wondering just how long things would continue this way. I was pretty sure that Shelagh was just using me for sex until the novelty wore off, or she found a new boyfriend. That's fine, because I was doing the same thing. I had no emotional attachment to her, other than that of a sibling.

Okay, I'd miss her spectacular blowjobs, but that was purely physical.

Vonnie, on the other hand, was my best friend, and always had been. While it was a little late to worry about things getting weird between us, I did wonder how we'd handle either of us becoming involved with someone else. I suppose we would just need to cross that bridge when we came to it. There really wasn't a manual for this kind of relationship.

Arriving at the front door, I used my key to let myself in. The house was very still, and quiet, almost as though no one was home. Wandering around the first floor turned up nothing, so I crept stealthily up the stairs.

"Nice try, honey, but you do realize I was expecting you, don't you?" Vonnie called from her room. "You can't exactly sneak up on me."

Busted. Oh well. I stopped in her doorway, peeking around the jamb.

I don't know exactly what I was expecting, but it wasn't this. I suppose I figured we would do a few jobs first, as we had every other day of my training. Instead, Vonnie was laying in bed, tucked under the covers, looking a little bit... Sad?

"Uh oh. What's wrong?" I asked, moving over to the bed. She gave me a weak smile, and shook her head.

"Just me being me," she whispered. "Nothing to do with you. Well, not anything you did. Oh, I suppose that's not true either. Just forget I mentioned it."

"Just forget what? I didn't understand any of it," I laughed, looking down at her. She snuggled deeper into the covers, and fluttered her eyelashes at me. "What's got you down?"

"Come to bed, honey. I think we need to talk," she said, lifting the sheet.

I really didn't like the sound of that. No, I didn't like it at all. The only way I'd feel better was to get her to open up, so I stripped off my clothes, and slid in beside her.

"Ooooo, what happened here?" Vonnie asked, caressing my upper back. "Is this Shelagh's work?"

"I'm not sure. What is it?" I wondered aloud, trying unsuccessfully to crane my neck around.

"Oh, nothing. Just eight distinct fingernail scrapes," she giggled. "If she was clawing your back, you must have been making her very happy. Is that from this morning?"

"Um, yeah. She jumped me in my room, while Mom was out at the dentist. I swear, she's trying to get us both killed. She lives for danger," I mumbled.

"I see," she replied, welcoming me into her arms.

That information seemed to distract her, but her arms still felt good around me, and her chest still felt wonderfully buoyant between us. We laid on our sides, facing each other. Her face showed her deep in thought, so I waited patiently. The silence was killing me, so I finally had to start talking about something.

"You already knew Shelagh and I had sex this morning, didn't you?" I asked.

"Yes," she nodded, reaching back to retrieve her phone. "Your sister likes to tell me about it, every time she fucks you. She sends me a text."

Vonnie brought her device to life, and found this morning's message from my sister, then handed it to me.

Hey V. Just had the most wonderful morning of orgasms, thanks to D. He's turning into quite a stud. I hope you don't mind me helping myself to your toy, but I was horny, and he's just so fucking good. Have fun this afternoon.

"I'm your toy?" I giggled. "A stud toy?"

Siobhan caressed my face with her soft, feminine hand, and looked into my eyes.

"Danny, you are so much more to me than just a toy," she whispered. "I'm afraid that's the problem."

At last, confirmation of the feelings I had been sensing from her. I was confused.

"Vonnie, you told me that this was just about sex, remember?" I reminded her.

"Yes, I remember. I was there when I said it," she snapped, then realized it had come out harshly, and softened her tone. "Sorry, it's not your fault. I know I said that it was only sex. I was hoping that by setting that expectation up front, we could stay that way, and keep emotions out of it, but things haven't exactly gone as planned."

"What are you saying? I asked.

"I'm not really sure," she frowned. "You know how I feel about you, honey. I've always loved you, more like you were my own brother, and my best friend. We've always had a different relationship than with any of your sisters. I suppose being the only boy accounts for part of that. Now, we've added sex to that, and even though I didn't want it to, it's become a complication. At first, I wasn't sure if I was imagining it, but now that Shelagh is fucking you too, I'm sure it's real."

"What's real?" I asked, still not following this convoluted, female line of thinking.

"Jealousy," she sighed. "I'm jealous of her, getting to fuck you. You're mine. I don't want to share you. I've always loved you, but now I'm IN love with you. That's the problem."

"I don't think it's a problem," I smiled. "In fact, I'm kind of happy about it. I have feelings for you, too."

"Yeah, well... the situation hasn't really changed. Sure, we can fuck each other's brains out, and fall in love with one another, but we still can't ever be together. If it weren't for our family, everything might have a chance to work out, but they do exist. We can't hide from them," she said softly. "There's just too many of them."

That was true. Between grandparents, parents, aunts, uncles, siblings, cousins and everything in between, we had enough relatives to form a separate jury for each of us, without overlapping. The verdicts in both trials would be unanimous, and guilty, and that's leaving Shelagh completely out of it.

I started out this afternoon looking forward to spending time with my favourite Aunt. I had planned on naked time. Sexy time. Oh, my god, that was so fucking good time. Now I was getting the naked part, but the mood wasn't quite the way I pictured it. Part of me was happy that my feelings for her weren't unwanted or unreturned, but I was conveniently ignoring the elephant.

Feelings or not, we were family, and it was hard to envision a white picket fence in our future. The best we could hope for is a lifetime of sneaking around, fucking each other in the shadows and hiding the truth from the world. It was depressing, and I suppose that showed on my face.

We were still laying in each other's arms, on our sides, facing each other, inches apart on the pillow. Vonnie stroked my hair, and kissed me softly.

"I'm sorry. I should be happy that we get to be together today, not fretting over the future," she whispered. "It's a woman thing. When we're in love, we can't help planning our lives out."

"Well, I may not be a woman, or have much experience with love, but I can tell you I have always pictured you in my life," I replied, pulling her closer. "You're not the only one who wants this to be forever."

"So, we're faced with a decision then, aren't we?" she asked. "Do we let the future ruin the present, or do we live in the moment?"

"Isn't that Buddhism?" I laughed. "Live in the moment?"

"I wasn't going for a religious statement," she smiled, her eyes dancing around my face. "Merely suggesting that we're here, in each other's embrace, with nothing better to do. We're even naked, and I for one am enjoying the feel of skin on skin." She wiggled in my grasp, burrowing deeper into my chest, and pressing her breasts tighter against me. "Do you like it too?"

Well, duh! She had reminded me that I had a beautiful, naked, busty woman in my arms, willing to partake in the logical next step, and my dick had begun to swell at the prospect.

"Mmmmm. I think you do," she giggled, her thighs trapping my stiffening erection, and squeezing it firmly. "Whatever will we do with this thing?"

"Whatever you want," I smiled, liking the way she had turned things.

"Ooooo, my choice? Well, I hope Shelagh didn't wear you out, honey, because I just might want it all," she purred, kissing me with passion. "Mmmmm, yes. That sounds good."

I would definitely agree with her. Thinking back on our few weeks together, there wasn't anything we had done that I wouldn't willingly, eagerly do again. Purely on physical enjoyment, sex with Vonnie was the best I could ever hope to have. She was my perfect woman, so what more could I want?

Which, of course, was the whole problem. She was my perfect woman, and my ultimate sexual partner. Not something I would want to give up, but something I might be forced to leave, if we couldn't find a way to be together.

There had to be a way.

For today, however, I would settle for the consolation prize, and what a prize it was. Vonnie rolled on her back, and pulled me over with her, wrapping her arms around my neck. We kissed.

We had kissed before, in every form of the act. Desperate, frantic kisses. Lusty, needful kisses. Kisses with tongues that duelled for seemingly hours on end. Even kisses which felt filled with the love we had both now confessed to having for each other. Yet these kisses were different somehow.

Warmer. Deeper. Emotional.

"Danny, I need you to do me a favour," she whispered, pecking me gently on the tip of the nose.

"Anything for you," I replied, returning the peck. My lips wandered down her neck, and nibbled at her throat.

"Are you sure? Given our situation, what I'm asking for might be difficult, after the fact," she said, a concerned look on her face. "I don't want to make things worse, but I just have to know."

"I said 'anything for you', and I meant it," I smiled. "What can I do for you? What do you need to know?"

Vonnie hesitated for a moment, as though unwilling to voice her request.

"Tell me, darling," I prodded.

She moaned softly, and closed her eyes.

"That's a very good start, calling me 'darling'," she breathed. "Okay. I was wondering, if you could... I mean, just pretend... If we were..."

"Vonnie, honey," I said softly, "just say it. There's nothing I wouldn't do for you, and nothing can change my feelings. Just say it."

"Make love to me," she smiled, direct and blunt. "There's nothing more I can teach you about sex, so today, I'd like you to just make love to me. Pretend we're not Aunt and nephew, just a man and a woman, totally in love. Show me the feelings deep in your heart. Show me what a future with each other might be like."

I had expected her request to be for a specific act, or particular type of activity, aimed at satisfying an unspoken desire.

Well, the unspoken desire had been spoken now, and it would be my distinct pleasure to fill the order. All she wanted was for me to let my own love for her come out, without reservation. Letting it out would be easy.

Putting the genie back in the bottle afterward? That might be difficult, but I was not going to worry about it now. I had a much more pleasurable task to take care of.

How does one begin? When the most beautiful, desirable woman you've ever known asks you to physically demonstrate your feelings for her, how do you start? She was already nude, and in my arms...

I kissed her again, gently, while caressing the soft skin of her shoulder with reverence. Looking into her bottomless blue eyes, I could see the turmoil of emotions in her. Love. Fear. Anguish. Hope.

They were easy to identify, as I was feeling largely the same thing. Kissing her once more, I could feel her lips quiver, until she simply gave in, and let out her own love. The kiss took all the tension and uncertainty out of her body, and she moaned softly, surrendering completely.

I stroked her lustrous hair while much kisses claimed her, beginning at her plump lips, and expanding outwards from there. When I reached her neck, I could feel her quivering again, but this was a good quiver. Her breathing became sharper, and she whispered her pleasure.

"Oh, baby, that's so nice," she purred. "I love it. Don't stop."

"Hmmm, I wasn't planning on stopping," I whispered back. "You wanted it all, and I'll be pleased to give it to you. This is all for you, my love. Just lay back, and let me take care of you. I'm going to make you feel so good."

"Confidence?" she giggled, dragging a fingernail up my back. "I like that."

"Well, I had a great teacher," I smiled, while she blushed at the compliment. "Perhaps you know her? Redhead... Beautiful blue eyes... Long legs... Great rack..."

"Hmmmm, sounds familiar," she smiled, pulling my lips to hers for a thank you. "Don't let me interrupt you. Please... Carry on!" She pushed my face back to her neck, allowing me to pick up where I left off.

I returned to my task, feeling the excitement building in her with every inch that was claimed with a kiss. I lifted onto my hands and knees, angling my body to the side, so I could reach anywhere I wanted to, and see her body reacting. My lips pecked at the base of her throat, then down and out to both sides, along her collarbones, and to her sexy, toned shoulders. I made a side trip down each arm, all the way to her red-painted fingernails, before returning to her chest.

A wicked idea formed in my head. Just because I loved her, didn't mean I couldn't tease her a little. Yes, maybe that's just what she needed.

Vonnie knew me every bit as well as I knew her. Probably better. She knew how much I worshipped her big, luscious breasts, and was likely expecting me to make those two parts of her body my next stop.

She was holding her breath, awaiting my tongue on her nipples, when I simply went straight down the middle, following her sternum from her upper chest, through her deep cleavage, to her flat tummy.

"Oh, you bastard!" she hissed, letting her breath out in a single groan of agony.

"Is that any way to speak to the man you love?" I chided, continuing to roam around her navel.

"Sorry... How about 'oh you lovely bastard'?" she giggled. I stuck my tongue in her bellybutton, causing a ticklish flinch and more laughter.

"That's better," I replied, moving closer to her primary target.

I could smell her. If you recall, that's how this whole thing started, with her providing a pair of her panties for my olfactory pleasure. I found her scent intoxicating, and with her current level of arousal rising by the second, she was positively oozing with her natural perfume. It took considerable self-control to not just reef her thighs apart, and bury my face in her juicy cunt.

Let's come back to that thought. Follow the plan.

I nibbled at the highly sensitive fold where her thighs met her tummy, and her legs instinctively spread slightly, letting more of her aroma escape, and allowing me to see how very, very wet she really was. When I moved lower still, tasting her inner thighs but not her needy pussy, she whimpered in desperation.

"You're a cruel, cruel man," she moaned, squirming slightly. I was, by now, at her knees, and said nothing in response, simply kissing my way down her shins. I arrived at her feet, kissing the tops, and her cute little toes.

I cast a glance up to her face, which was quite relaxed and placid, except for her eyes, which were watching me intently through the v-shaped gap of her cleavage. She wiggled her toes in my hands, and arched an eyebrow. I smiled, and she rolled on her stomach.

Vonnie has very sensitive feet. Very sensitive, and very erogenous. I found that out one day by accident, when we were laying around the house, just hanging out together. She had put her feet in my lap, initially to tease my crotch, and I had innocently begun to rub her bare feet. Within minutes, she was jello, moaning and writhing in escalating erotic agony. I swear, if I had continued a few minutes longer, she might have actually had an orgasm from the foot rub alone.

But, I'll never know for sure, because the clothing flew a few seconds later, and we spent an hour desecrating every horizontal surface in the ground floor of my grand-parents' house. The living room, kitchen, dining room... all were witness to physical acts that I'm guessing they hadn't seen in decades, if at all.

So now, with her on her tummy, she was literally vibrating with excitement, eagerly awaiting another foot massage. I took a place at her feet, with her legs bent upwards, braced between my knees. Vonnie giggled when she felt my cock, hard and warm, sandwiched between her calves.

"Mmmmm, that's kinky," she moaned. "I've heard of foot jobs, but a calf job is new."

"Gotta put it somewhere, honey," I said, grasping her ankles firmly.

"I've got at least three places you can put it, baby," she sighed.

"Patience, my love," I whispered. "All in good time."

A deep groan came from her, as I dug my thumbs into the bottom of her feet. They were buttery soft, almost as if her feet had never been walked on. Maybe she really was an angel, and flew from place to place on her wings. Or, maybe she just liked a good pedicure, almost as much as a good massage.

My hands worked up and down, moving from her feet to her calves and back, causing a constant stream of satisfied moans and whispered words of encouragement to fill the bedroom. I found a few spots that she seemed especially fond of, which made her lift her head off the pillow and arch her back. Her long tresses whipped back as she did.

"Fuck me! That's so fucking good!" she gasped, while I squeezed her feet, rolling the flesh between my fingers. I kept at it, kneading the soles of her feet thoroughly, while she continued to express herself with sounds that were part sexual, part pain, and part ecstasy. After about ten minutes, Vonnie was a melted puddle on the bed, completely limp. I decided to wake her up.

Rearranging our position, I spread her legs slightly, and ran my hands up her thighs. She moaned softly, and when I resumed my kissing tour of her body with the backs and inner surfaces of her creamy thighs, those moans grew louder. She was definitely still with me, and anticipating my next moves.

So, when my lips neared the moist apex between her legs, she spread them wider, and lifted her hips, tilting them to give me access to her soaking wet sex. Her breathing came in excited bursts, begging me to lick her.

"Oh, please, please, please, please..." she breathed, wagging her pussy at me.

"Soon, darling," I whispered, but resisted the temptation again. Instead, I turned my attention to another target, in the near vicinity. You can guess which one.

I grabbed her curvaceous ass with both hands, spreading the cheeks wider... and licked her butt hole, swirling my tongue over it several times. I pointed my tongue, and tried to probe the tight ring, then plucked at it a few times with my finger.

"Ooooo, oh, ooooo hoooohoooooo!" she giggled, squirming under my tongue. When I trailed my tongue upwards, and moved back to kissing, the giggles gave way to disappointed moans. She buried her face in the pillow, and screamed. "You're making me crazy!"

Well, that was the general idea. As my lips finally reached the nape of her neck, completing the lap of her body, she spun quickly under me, onto her back.

"You missed a few spots!" she smiled, pointing to her breasts, which were pointing back, crowned by extremely erect nipples. "I swear, honey, I'm about to burst!"

"We can't have that," I whispered, dipping my head, and taking her right nipple between my lips. I suckled her deeply, hearing the moan of desire reverberate through the room. Then I felt her hand, reaching under me, to where my stiff cock hung heavily. She stroked it lovingly, squeezing it tight with her dainty hand.

"Fuck! Your cock is so hard, and hot! I want it! Fuck me, please?" she asked, with a desperate sigh. "I need it inside me. Please?"

I said nothing, and simply switched nipples, leaning further across her body. She took the opportunity to angle her torso, pulling herself toward my rigid tool. I had to twist my neck to the limit to maintain my lip lock on her breast, and she did the same, getting her wet mouth around the head of my dick. We both moaned in harmony, wanting more.

That was a problem, though. Much longer in this position, and I think both of us would be needing the services of a chiropractor. Maybe I could save us the trouble. After all, there was one more spot I'd missed on my initial pass, and it was time to visit it now. I released her nipple, and stretched out, coming to rest with my face inches from her pussy.

Vonnie sensed my move, and her legs splayed wider, obviously as eager as I was to have my face buried in her sodden gash. I felt a hand grab my hair, pulling my face lower, while she adjusted her position to give me better access.

It also gave her better access to my cock, and more of it slipped down her throat, dragging a groan of delicious agony from deep inside me. Her hips were undulating, fucking the air in desperation, unable to find my tongue. I smiled, and gave her what she wanted.

"Mmnaahn! Yeth! L' m' puth!" she gasped, mumbling incoherently around her mouthful of my manhood. Fortunately, I didn't need a dentist to translate the mumbled conversation. I knew what she meant.

My Aunt's pussy smelled wonderful. Ever since she gave me her panties to sniff, I had been hooked on her feminine scent. More recently, I had tasted her, hot and fresh, and found that her aroma was nothing compared to that flavour. The whole idea of teasing her this long had been to get her wetter than ever, and now I was reaping the benefits. My tongue dipped into her swollen, dripping pussy, tasting honey that would make bees jealous.

I burrowed deeper into her, swirling my tongue around, and collecting as much of her delicious juices as possible, while sampling the warm, smooth texture of her inner folds. Having only had the opportunity to lick two pussies so far in my life, both of them blood relatives, I couldn't be sure if all women were this delectable, or if it was just my family that tasted so fine.

Part of me was hoping we could find a way to keep me from ever answering that question.

I did notice that being upside down, in this sixty-nine position, made getting at her clit a little more difficult. I was forced to flick it from side to side, rather than the up and down I used from between her thighs. Whatever the method, it met with her approval, and she was moaning loudly, sending spine-tingling vibrations running from my dick, up my back. All the foreplay led her to cum very quickly, and she dispensed more yummy syrup for me to gorge on.

She was really going to town on my cock, sucking like a demon, and fondling my balls, trying to coax a load out of me. Shelagh had been giving my Aunt some tips on sucking my cock, and now Vonnie was supremely skilled, nearly in my sister's class. If she wanted something to quench her own thirst, I would happily provide it.

Besides, it would take the edge off, letting me last longer while I made love to her.

So, while I continued to feast on her dripping snatch, and suck her clit, she squealed and slurped at my shaft. With me bridged over her, she had to pull her body upwards to suck-stroke my dick, grabbing my hips for support. That, and her increasingly loud moans and groans, had my balls tingling.

I'm not sure who actually came first. If it was a televised fuck event, we could probably have watched the instant replay, in slo-mo, to determine the order. As it was, it didn't really matter; I gushed into her mouth, and she oozed into mine.

My young Aunt swallowed, and drew out every drop she could, cleaning my cock with loving care, before she released me.

"Ah!" she smiled, licking her lips of stray semen, and patting her tummy as I lifted off her. "That hit the spot! So tasty, and low in calories, too!"

The grin on her face widened as I took my usual spot between her spread legs, planning to spend a little more personal time with her juicy, pink slit.

"Oh, my god! You're going to eat me some more?" she asked, arranging her pillow for comfort. "Are you going for a record?"

"No, I just love your taste, and I want to see how many times you can cum before you pass out," I laughed, spearing her gaping crevice with my tongue.

"Challenge accepted," she nodded, with a smile of confidence. "Do your best."

I had a feeling that I was being played, but it was a game I couldn't possibly lose. Just being here, in her bed and company, was a win.

I wasted no time, shoving my face as far between her legs as I could go. I felt the smooth skin of her inner thighs, wet with desire, sliding along my cheeks, while I wriggled my tongue into her warm depths. Her inner walls flexed, grasping my probing tongue gently, as her pussy spasmed happily.

Somehow, I managed not to suffocate, getting in just enough quick breaths between deep dives, to survive. I sucked on her clit, and fingered her pussy, breaking through her supposed resistance and getting her off again in minutes.

"That's... Three," she gasped, holding up the appropriate number of fingers, as I rose from my place between her legs. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, and looked down at her pussy, which was pouting wide open, eminently ready for the next act. She was ready. I was ready.

It was time to fuck, or at least to make love with purpose. Vonnie correctly read my eyes.

"Oh, yes... I want you to take that big, thick cock, and stuff it all the way up my little pussy!" she growled, holding her legs wide apart, pointed at the ceiling. "Come on, my love. Give it to me. Let me feel it."

She grasped the base of my hard dick, and steered it to the opening of her cunt, nestling the head between her slick labia. Her eyes locked on mine.

I watched her pretty blues widen, and her lashes flutter, as I pushed inside her at last. I entered her slowly, and smoothly, in one long thrust, stretching her open as I did. Her eyes closed, and she let her head fall back.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck," she moaned. "That's what I need. You fill me so perfectly, like no one ever did before."

Any comment from me would be superfluous, as she knew well that only my sister and she had welcomed my penis this way. I was clearly happy to be here.

Vonnie wrapped her legs around my waist, and her arms around my neck, then kissed me softly, and let me take her at my own pace.

As I began to stroke into her gently, I was also thinking about our future together.

I loved Siobhan. There was no getting around that fact. I had loved her since I was just a little boy, and we had literally grown up together, although she did have a slight head start, and she was my very best friend in the whole world. There was nothing I couldn't talk to her about, and once I reached a certain age, she returned the favour, so I knew who had hurt her, and how. It caused me genuine pain when we had those conversations, about relationships that had failed. She was as close to a soul mate as I ever expected to find.

And now, loving her had, as she so eloquently put it, become being IN love with her. Such a small change in language, it was inadequate to convey the quantum leap of emotions involved. I couldn't do without her. It was that simple, and I had a feeling she was equally unwilling to do without me.

Normally, or so I've heard, that's where everyone starts having parties, and congratulating us for our upcoming wedding.

Normally.

Small deviation from normal, our relationship. She was my Mother's youngest sister, my Aunt, but felt more like my own sister, having spent a lifetime together. Under either category, blood is blood, and that was the problem.

No parties for us. Ever. Yet, I wasn't ready to say goodbye.

Ever.

This could be our last time together. It certainly wouldn't be my choice, but it wasn't only my decision. If it was our last time, I wanted to make it count. If it was our last time, I wanted to be the benchmark, against whom all future lovers paled. As she was to me.

So, I reamed her succulent pussy with slow, deliberate strokes, alternating long and short, on a random cycle. If women really did take longer to get their engines going, then I'd give her plenty of time to warm up. Then we'd take a nice, long ride.

Vonnie's pussy fit me like a glove. So snug, so warm, so wet, yet so supple and expressive, grabbing at my dick when she was feeling happy. It was clutching me now.

"Oh, Danny," she breathed, in a quivering gasp, and her entire body shook. She pulled me tighter to her, from chest to crotch, and shivered as the orgasm raced through her. It was a quiet, deeply satisfying one. Sometimes those are the best kind. "Four," she moaned, when her body relaxed, and she let me resume my motion.

***

I don't know how long we made love this way. As the saying goes, time flies when you're having fun, and we were most definitely having fun. I do know this; by the time Vonnie was croaking "Six", we were both sweating, and she was urging me to fuck her harder, and faster.

There's another old saying... Being in love is never having to say you're sorry. I have a personal spin on it. Being in love is never having to say 'no', when she asks you to fuck her brains out.

Vonnie's bed was squeaking loudly in rhythm with my strokes, as I pounded her into the mattress. She was holding onto me like a baby koala bear, absorbing the assault with her own squeaks and squeals of delight, begging for more.

"Oh, good Jesus! Yes! Fuck me, you animal! Fuck me so hard, and deep! You're gonna make me... Oh shit! Oh SHIT! HERE IT CUMS!" she screeched. "SEVEN! THAT'S SEVEN! DON'T STOP! I WANT MORE!"

I just kept going, slamming my hips against her, thrashing her cunt with fury at her request. Words began to fail her, replaced with sharp grunts, and melodic moans. Her ankles, crossed behind my back, kicked at my butt, spurring me on through another orgasm, and another a few minutes later.

By now, I was drenched in sweat, just as the proverbial pony, ridden hard, and exhausted. I gave her a few more strokes, then ground to a halt, wheezing and gasping for air. I lifted off, and collapsed beside her, flat on my face. The room fell silent, other than tortured breathing. It took a few minutes for Vonnie to finally break the quiet.

"You know..." she panted, combing her dishevelled hair with her fingers, "... if you're trying to disappoint me, and solve our little 'I can't live without you' problem, you're failing miserably. My god! I mean... I know I didn't teach you all of that! Who? When?" she asked, gesturing wildly. "Did Shelagh teach you?"

"Ha! I don't think so! At least, not intentionally," I replied, catching my own breath. "No, Shelagh's sexual interest in me is purely selfish. She likes having a cock that's willing to fuck her, right in the next bedroom."

"Well, I'm glad she's not emotionally involved," Vonnie said softly, rolling on her side, and caressing my chest with her hand. "If we can figure a way to be together, she's going to have to do without you, because I have no intention of sharing."

"Me neither," I smiled, letting my eyes wander across her big boobs, which always looked so good stacked like this. So round, and full, I returned the favour, cupping her breasts softly.

She looked into my eyes, and pointed a finger, jabbing it into my chest to roll me on my back.

"My turn," she smiled, and slithered down to where my penis was still mostly erect, and coated with her abundant juices. She inhaled our mixed scent, and ran her tongue from my balls, up the shaft, to the large head of my cock. It twitched, and I giggled. "Oh good, he's still alive. I was afraid we'd worn him out. Remember, I said I wanted it all."

Yes, you did, I thought, watching her head bob slowly on my cock, freshening my erection. It took her mere seconds to have it ready to go, and she locked eyes with me as she straddled my hips. Her gaze never wandered, while she reached under, and pointed it where she wanted it. I felt the head press against some resistance, and knew where she was going.

All the way. Around the world. The triple play. Grand slam

In her ass.

I liked fucking Vonnie's ass. We'd done it a couple of times recently, and she really seemed to get off on it now. The fact she was putting my dick in there by choice told me she now considered it a normal part of our sex life.

She put a little more weight on me, and the first inch of my cock slipped into her. Now that it was past the entrance, more slid in as she dropped her body lower.

"God! That's such a nice, big cock, Danny! It feels so fucking good up there!" she growled, releasing her grip, and bridging her body back on both hands. She wasn't just taking it in the ass, she was taking it in the ass like a porn star, giving me a good look right up her vacant, gaping pussy while she did. She began to ride me, going deeper each stroke, until I was buried balls-deep up her ass.

"Mmmmm, yes, all the way in, baby!" she grunted. She didn't stay still long, and was bouncing on my dick within seconds. In this position, her breasts were spread on her chest, and they were doing a spectacular dance as well. Her swollen, dangling labia attracted my attention, and I reached down to tickle them.

I was just able to get my fingers into her, as awkward as it was, and curled my fingertips against her forward, inner wall. There is was.

"Oh, you fucking beast, you!" she hissed, grinding both openings down over my cock and fingers respectively. When I added the thumb of my free hand on her clit, she snorted, saliva dripping from her gaping mouth. "Mutherfucker! God, you're gonna make me cum so hard!"

She fucked herself, pounding her ass up and down on my shaft, while I kept rubbing her g-spot and clit furiously. She was panting, grunting, groaning, moaning... Just about every sexual noise you can think of. Her hair was hanging in sweaty strings around her face, and she was looking into my eyes deeply. About the time I felt my balls beginning to boil, her face virtually erupted. Her whole body clenched, and turned bright pink, as the mother of all orgasms hit.

"OH MY FUCKING GOD!" she screamed, as her body shook violently. "YES! YES! FUCKING YESSSS!"

I exploded inside her ass, and she did something I hadn't expected. Something spectacular.

My fingers were still up her pussy, and when her ass clamped down on my cock, her pussy did the same. The groan of ecstatic agony she let out began deep inside her, as did the spray of juices that raced up my arm, and across my chest. It was just one, long squirt, but it was a complete surprise.

Vonnie collapsed backward, gasping desperately for air, while I finished spurting up her ass. At last, we were both spent.

"Oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god..." she panted, laying limp. Her legs were entangled with mine, folded under her uncomfortably, with my dick still stuffed up her butt. I managed to free her legs, and she stretched out.

"Thank you, oh thank you, baby," she breathed. "I think you killed me."

"I think you drowned me," I laughed, causing her to lift her head slightly, and open unfocused eyes in my direction.

"Huh?" she asked, finally able to see me, covered in her spray. "Is that me? Holy fuck. I've never done that before. Sorry."

"Sorry? Are you kidding? Do it again!" I told her.

"I'm not sure I can," she giggled. "My god, Danny. That was the best, ever."

"I would agree," I smiled, and laid my head back. I was still licking my fingers, which were soaked in pussy gravy. "I don't suppose we've solved the problem though, have we?"

"Hold that thought," she sighed. My cock had softened, and been squeezed out of her sphincter, so she rolled off of me, and stood up, bracing herself against the wall. "Danny, you really fucked me up. My legs are pretty wobbly."

"Um, sorry?" I replied.

She paused her staggering gait in the doorway, and looked over her shoulder at me, smiling from ear to ear.

"Don't be. Anytime you want to make me feel like this, I'm game," she giggled, and continued toward the bathroom. My semen was oozing out of her ass, down her leg.

She was surprisingly quick coming back, and walking much more normally when she did. I made room beside me, and she snuggled under my right arm. A kiss completed old business.

"Thank you. That was fantastic. Now, as you were saying, we still have the same problem, don't we?" she said softly, moving on to bigger issues. "I love you, and you love me. I can't imagine my life without you in my arms, and I don't want to. We should be very happy, but there's a fly in the ointment."

"Yes, Aunt Siobhan," I nodded.

"That's right, smart ass," she giggled. "No amount of wishing is going to change that fact. We're not supposed to be doing this, and we're not supposed to fall in love with each other."

"No, but we did, and we did," I reminded her.

"Yes, I was there," she sighed. "Are you going to contribute something to this conversation, or just provide comic relief?"

"Okay. I'll serious up," I replied. "I love you, and I want us to be together, forever. Now how do we do that?"

"Just a second, there, speedy," she patted my chest. "Before we waltz off into the sunset, we need to be clear on a few things. First... Children."

"I hadn't even thought about kids," I said.

"Well, I have," she smiled. "I always pictured kids in my future, but that was before I put you in there. Now, I'd be willing to do without them, I think. Either way, we'd have to adopt. There's a reason incest is illegal. I'm not willing to risk a child's life that we wouldn't have a baby with serious defects. It's not fair. Do you agree?"

I thought about it. She was right. It wasn't worth the risk, and wouldn't be fair to the child. Besides, there were plenty of kids that needed a home.

"Yes," I nodded. "No biological offspring. I suppose we should make that an impossibility, shouldn't we?"

"I'm glad you agree," she smiled. "Male sterilization is simpler. Is that okay with you?"

"I can't say I like the idea of someone taking a knife to my balls," I winced, "but if we have to do it, I'll be brave. You'll hold my hand, right?"

"Yes, dear," she giggled. "Now, all that's left is the big problem."

"Yes," I sighed, looking at the ceiling. Maybe I was hoping for a sign from god to appear there, but nothing did. This one was in our hands, and no one was going to help us solve it. The problem itself was simple.

How do we tell them?

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Now there's a good question.

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