All Four Daddy
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Episode 4: MOTHER OF THE bRIDE
Erotica Sex Story: Episode 4: MOTHER OF THE bRIDE - Who gives this bride away? First her father, then her husband. This wedding was one for the books! Daddy didn't know what hit him. At least his other daughters' the bridesmaids were behaving. "GODDAMMIT!" Wrong answer! "I GIVE UP!" Let's get this party started!
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual BiSexual Heterosexual Cheating Slut Wife Incest Mother Father Daughter Aunt Nephew Humiliation Rough Spanking Anal Sex Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism Facial Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Tit-Fucking Voyeurism Public Sex
ALL FOuR AUNTIE!!!
Shortly after leaving the reception hall!
Marci Turner and her sister Peggy rushed to Peggy’s car. Peggy’s four sons Kyle, Aiden, Connor, and Kody were right behind them whispering amongst themselves. A well-kept secret between the boys and their Aunt Marci, the boys often flirted extremely hard. Marci sensed their hormones but did her best to mask her own secret fantasies. Although their mother Peggy was out there dating again after a divorce from their father a tall hunky basketball player, and did party hard at Skye’s bachelorette party with the male stripper Samson, she failed to notice her boy’s roving eyes. Even more their greedy hands.
A plan set in motion with Peggy to escape her hubby Rick, the sister’s used their ailing parents as an excuse to bolt and run. A few drinks before leaving unexpectedly Peggy knew she shouldn’t be driving. Marci herself was tipsy so this left her son’s to drive. Eldest son Kyle drove his car a fancy Mustang convertible so he volunteered to escort Marci from the reception in style, top down wind in her hair.
Joining them were Aiden and Connor, leaving youngest Kody to ride with their mother. Kody provided excuses for Peggy as the trip began. While Marci just wanted a bit of freedom from the chaos this concocted scheme was in all honesty meant to just get away from her husband and crazy daughters. A planned week away was discussed with Peggy three weeks prior to the wedding after Rick and Marci had their last big fight over intimacy.
In the last year sex was hit and miss, missed. Nothing special even if she planned out Rick’s birthday, their anniversary, etc. It always came down to one or the other not feeling up to it and it becoming lackLUSTer in zest. Samson the stripper ignited her spirit for something more out of life. While never a cheater until the bachelorette party Marci did contemplate one should she meet a handsome fellow. The trouble was there really were no paramours in her area of Texas.
Applying at some dating site would incriminate her should any of Rick’s friends or ranch hands spot her. No, she knew she needed time away to explore possibilities. To be frank, not even her nephews outside of flirting and the casual fondling of her butt and breasts prompted her to consider more with them. Family seemed too sacred to say the least. That was about to change.
“You can have the front seat, Aunt Marci.” Aiden opened the passenger door for her. “I’ll sit in back with Connor.”
“Perfect! Thank you boys for helping my cover story. I really did need time away from Rick. I love him but...”
“You need more than he offers.” Connor at the back door spoke over her. “We totally get ... you.” Hearing him Marci stopped cold and stared at the young man. Wagging his tongue at her she flared her big brown eyes and blushed. Behind her Aiden rubbed her ass through her thin skirt. She trembled at their actions but concluded it was nothing but goofing around like they often did.
“I wish I had changed out of this dress.” She sighed heavily. “My spare clothes are in Peggy’s SUV.” Thanks to Kody’s driving, he and Peggy were already on the road about six blocks away.
“I have a t-shirt in the trunk.” Kyle offered from his driver’s seat. Hitting the trunk release button it popped up and she along with Aiden stepped to the rear of the car and located it. Said t-shirt was actually a tank top. A white tank at that, one that was pretty thin in material. Kyle taking after his father Waylon was a basketball player in college so he often kept a tank and trunks. The trunks however were missing in action today. She presumed the laundry.
Reaching in for it she bent over the bumper and grabbed it. In doing so Aiden stood behind her again and held her hips, his inseam rubbing against the tightness of her skirt. Feeling his erection she closed her eyelids briefly and panted to herself. It reminded her of her new son-in-law Brody’s actions earlier. He like her nephews teased Marci knowing she was susceptible to attention. Aiden rolled his tented beast along her butt crack. No underwear worn beneath, that crack was pure trench at the moment. “What are you doing back there, Aiden?” She was smiling!
“Practicing!”
“Hot date when you get home?”
“You might say that.”
“This shirt will be big on me.”
“Bigger the better. For comfort that is.”
“I don’t think I can let Peggy see me wear this.”
“There’s that roadside stop about four miles from our house. We can stop there and you can change back into your dress.” Nope! Backroads, Baby! Bumpier the better!
“Okay! That sounds like a plan. I can’t change out here in the open though. Someone might see me and tell Rick.”
“It’s dark! Pole light is way over there. We are backed into the parking spot by the grass.”
“That is true. Okay! Step back and get into the car while I change. While I don’t mind the teasing I think I might need to... “ Reaching up under her hair Aiden located the zipper of her dress and lowered it. That led her to stand up straight. “Aiden?”
“Aidin’ and a bettin’!” He chuckled playing with his name. Her zipper rolled down its track until the top of her butt crack began. “I’ll block you from behind. Bring the dress down to your hips and I’ll hold it there until you slip the tank on over your head. I won’t press my luck.” He chuckled!
“Like you’re pressing into my backside?”
“You like it and you know it.”
“Oh, do I?” She giggled! Peering through the trunk lid into the backseat she saw Connor watching her and licking his lips. Nerves were kicking in but for some reason Marci found this exhilarating. “Behave back there.”
“Not a chance.” He laughed! “Hurry it up, Aunt Marci.”
Inhaling deeply Marci Turner swept her dress from both shoulders and down over her well-poised 38C breasts. Nipples erect due to the risk she let the dress go down to her hips. Aiden held the fabric in place while she lifted the tank top up and over her head. Busy doing that she did not notice Connor using his cellphone to record the transition. Big beautiful boobies were caught on camera. Woohoo!
Luring the tank down into place over her dramatic nipple protrusions she paused at her belly button to examine how vivid they were through the tank. Areolas were easily transparent behind it. “Oh, God!”
Her pussy was trickling over the thoughts she was having. “This is going to go so badly.” Was it? She still had time to change her mind and wear her dress. Decision made she rolled the remaining tank down. Just before it overlapped the dress Aiden pinched the dress and drew it down over her butt cheeks. Bending down with it he had his first ever full-on look at her perfect ass. Squealing nasally Marci cringed forward. In doing so her clam and butt pucker slipped into view. Oh, did Aiden whistle! He even planted his nose right up to it, inhaling her scent as much as blowing at her lips.
“You didn’t wait until the shirt was over my hips.”
“Not sorry! Step out of the dress before you ruin it in the gravel.” Doing so reluctantly, Aiden tossed it in the trunk and slammed the lid before she could change her mind. “Kind of short, isn’t it?”
“You don’t say.” Her cheeks were popping out at the bottom right along her thigh gap. In front she tugged it lower just to mask her vagina. “I think I should put my dress back on.”
Retaliating, the driver Kyle started the engine and pulled away leaving Marci and Aiden out in the open. Marci nearly pissed herself knowing people might see her in the albeit transparent tank top, not nearly as big on her as she presumed. Giving chase Marci clattered in her heels like a squealing bimbo and hurried to catch up. Every time she was close Kyle hit the gas and made her run further. Aiden was laughing his ass off at his aunt’s naivety. She gave up holding the hem just to pursue Kyle which led to her lower body from her hips down exposed. All while Connor recorded her titties bouncing about uncontrollably. She had not even noticed that part in her panic.
After three more twenty foot excursions Kyle stopped right in front of the recreational center doors where a good ten boys were outside chatting. Every damn one of them saw Marci and started howling. Three boys recorded her actions until she was out of sight. Catching the car she hid behind it but looked up over the opened convertible top. In his travel forward Kyle had decided to lower it. Connor had done something even more devious as she caught her breath. Reaching to the side of the passenger front seat he brought the seatback in recline as far as it would go.
Opening the door in her current demeanor Marci jumped in and realized the drawback. Aiden in turn jumped over on Connor’s side and crammed in with his brother. Gunning it Kyle left the lot and hit the street with a fishtail. Marci could not even attach a seatbelt in her turbulence. “KYYYYYYYYYLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEE! Why are you boys doing this to me?”
“Because we can. You’re our bitch now.”
“What? Your ... bitch?”
Connor and Aiden snatched up her hands preventing her from lifting her seat up. To her shock they had fuzzy handcuffs awaiting her and locked her wrists tightly. Prisoner to their evil intentions they then brought her arms back behind the seats headrest. Incapicitated Marci found herself speechless over their actions.
“You heard Kyle. No more teasing us, Bitch! We want your sweet ass.”
“Oh, My God! Boys! This is...”
“Erotic as fuck!” Aiden repositioned his body up and over her seatback, straddling her scalp. His tented inseam was lying on her forehead at the moment, knees holding her shoulders pinned. Pole light after pole light breezed by her vision as she could only stare up at the starry sky or his bulging slacks. Her feet available to kick about struggled with the dash in her way. Hitting the edge of town in no time she found herself at their mercy. A tube sock was placed inside her mouth to keep her silent. Marci Turner was helpless!
“Dear God! What have I done. All these years of teasing them I’ve made them crazy.”
Lying there she discovered Kyle reaching over across his gear shifter and using his thumb to ambush her clitoris. Rubbing it vigorously she rolled her eyes back and endured the welcomed friction. “Maybe I’m the crazy one but ... this is thrilling. At my age I’m surprised they still find me appealing enough to even risk doing this.” 43 going on 30! Momma Turner still had an amazing body even after birthing four daughters. Barely a stretch mark even she adored her shape. Pilates helped!
“Aunt Marci likes me massaging her clit, she’s getting juicy.”
“Our whore now!” Aiden grinned and unexpectedly produced a pair of hidden scissors. Snip! Snip! He shared it for Marci to see as her vision returned. “Let’s just get rid of this tank.” Careful not to cut her, Aiden cut through the thick upper hem and then slit the thinner fabric right between her bulging breasts in one steady slice all the way to the bottom hem. Once completely severed Connor parted the cotton and revealed her full frontal nudity. A second and third cut removed the should straps. Aunt Marci was naked, her heels even kicked off by her own volition to lie on the floorboard. That tank was tossed out into the breeze. Bye cya!
“Oh, fuck!”
The chill over her body made her nipples as tight as they could ever achieve. Once free of the garment Marci found Connor pinching her left nipple, Aiden her right, Kyle her clit. It was all Kyle could do not to weave over the yellow line in the street. On the outskirts it took no time at all to leave the city limits.
Once out of town it was pitch black and all she had was touch and dim visuals to go by. All three boys kept quiet to calm her down, not that she was completely traumatized. Shockingly, Marci Lynn felt honored by their hostile takeover. “I should have sensed this coming. I just never imagined they would go so far. Dare I say it, this is just what I needed to feel young again. Rick and I have lost the adventures we used to have. Age, I suppose! I can’t be mad at them as long as they don’t hurt me.”
Graduating from her clit to her saturated vulva Kyle decided to pull over on the side of the road about six miles out and put his Mustang in park. Giving himself room he ventured to switch hands and lean further over Marci to really finger her cunt. Three fingers sinking in Marci stiffened up and moaned through her tube sock gag. Connor repositioned as well so that he could suck on her nipple, swallowing her entire areola in the process.
Aiden not to be left out unzipped his pants and brought out his mighty nine-inch beast and flopped it right over Marci’s face. Slapping her features with it Marci tilted her head back and puckered her lips enough to kiss it. “Look at Auntie go! I think she wants this big dick shoved down her throat. Show it some love!” He dared to remove the sock. “No biting or I’ll slap the shit out of you.” Who were these boys she used to help raise. “Use that tongue.”
Opting to cooperate Marci licked that veiny bastard as Kyle tortured her cunt with deeply thrusting digits. Squirting moments later she cried out to the distant crickets. Few cars passed by them on this country road. Those that did ignored the flashing hazard lights. “How you feeling, Aunt Marci?” Kyle asked as she kissed upon Aiden’s bulging scrotum.
“Violated!”
“That squirt tells me you’re having fun.”
“Tongue bathing my cock says it all Bro. Bet you want this bad boy, huh, Auntie.”
“This can never get back to Rick or your mother.”
“Fuck you, Whore! We say and do whatever we want. We all know that you and Uncle Rick are having marital woes. From this day forward we’re going to spice up your life. You can either comply or we blab.”
“Aiden! No blackmailing!” Kyle snapped! “Aunt Marci wants this or she would be begging to be released.”
“That true, Aunt Marci?” Connor joined the conversation. “We love you as much as we lust you.”
“I love you boys too. I ... just need to...”
“Suck my dick.” Aiden forced his dick between her lips and stretched over her to straddle her face. Gurgle! Gurgle! Marci let him fuck her throat with ambition. “Move your hand Kyle.” Fingers removed Aiden dropped into a 69 pose and ate her out, bringing her feet up from the floor to rest on the door and the dash. HA! Eating and Door Dash! Special delivery! While prisoner to Aiden, Connor climbed out of the car and ventured into the grass to take a piss. While outside his cell pinged. Pulling it from his pocket he found a message from younger brother Kody.
“Mom passed out on the way home.” He informed Kyle and Aiden. “Too much to drink at the reception.”
“Tell Kody to take her home and wait there. I’ll swing by and pick him up. Let’s get our stories straight. We tell mom that Aunt Marci decided to go back to the wedding. Mom does not know we’re taking this slut back to my apartment for the rest of the week.” Hearing Kyle, Marci flared her eyes even as Aiden’s scrotum slapped her brow.
“Are they planning to hold me hostage? My God! This is insane. Still, Aiden’s dick is amazing. I’ve missed sucking dick so much. Samson proved that to me last week. Maybe I am a slut. Rick is bigger than Aiden but never in our entire relationship have we done 69 like this. It has always been my fantasy to do this, and so many other things. I swear Skye always bragging about her boyfriends over the years and all the positions they put her in had me masturbating every chance I could. Maybe this is my opportunity to see how Skye felt. So wrong but... “ Aiden cumming violently stalled her thoughts. Creamy threads filled her mouth until her lips began to froth under his thrusts. It was not hard to hide that she grew ravenous.
Aiden’s tongue deep up inside her cunt joined by two fingers Marci had a breathtaking orgasm. Completing his goal Aiden carefully eased back and flopped into the backseat. Dick escaping her drooling lips Marci choked one second, laughed the next. Her reaction had the boys grinning. It was obvious their aunt was embracing this rape with stride. They always did wonder if Skye and the twins took after their mother. Not exactly, but it could be the other way around.
Needing to stretch Kyle and Aiden joined Connor outside and together leaned over Marci, three hands caressing her glossy body and squeezing her heaving breasts. Marci licking her lips dry of jizz swallowed every drop then razzed the boys with her tongue. “So, now that I’m your prisoner, what does this all mean?”
“What it means is we all fuck the shit out of you all week long. You’re going to tell Uncle Rick you’re staying at mom’s. We tell mom we took you back to Skye and Brody.”
“Fucking? You plan on taking this that far?”
“We’re not boys any more, Aunt Marci. While we know your teasing was innocent overall, it made an impact on all of us. That dress you wore to the wedding with half your chest hanging out was the last straw. We all agreed to use the story that you and mom made up to get away from Uncle Rick to our advantage. So, you’re camping out at my apartment all week long and you’re bedding us all down.”
“Wow! I don’t know what to say. This is a lot to absorb.”