Chapter 6

At first she was angry at her son for telling her nephew they were fucking, which was obvious from the way Keith was talking. She looked around the back yard, hoping no one could see her naked body, crouched with embarrassment near the door. There was no place she could hide, either, except go back into the house, and her nephew seemed to be making himself at home in The kitchen. She wished her son would at least get off the floor and take Keith into the living room so she could sneak back into the house and someway get to her bedroom, or her dress on, or something. She had a hand cupped between her thighs and the other arm over her tits Her asshole still tingled as if Jimmy’s cock was still inside it, and her inner ass cheeks were slippery with cum. It was fun to expose herself at the bank, then the supermarket, but something else entirely to be in her backyard naked, with the sun still shining brightly.

She could hear her nephew talking.

“I sure would like some of Aunt Sarah’s pretty ass too, Jimmy,” she heard her nephew say. “I’ve been seeing her cute ass for a long time, and other than my mother’s ass, it’s the best one around. Tell me, Jimmy, is your mother a good piece of ass?”

“Keith,” Jimmy said, “fuck you.”

“Aw, come on Jimmy,” Keith said. “We’re buddies I don’t blame you for getting some pussy, even if it is your mother’s. But I want some of the action. What do you think people would say if they knew you were feeding your mom some hard cock, huh?”

“If you say anything Keith,” Jimmy threatened “I’ll kick your ass.”

Keith laughed. “You might just do that in a few more years. But I don’t think you can do it right now.”

“I can try,” Jimmy answered.

“Hey, remember when Aunt Sarah pulled her dress up at the bank? Did she know we saw it, her cunt?”

“You know she did,” Jimmy answered.

“Didn’t she say anything about giving me some pussy, too?”

“No, she didn’t.”

Sarah began to shake. She didn’t want to feel what was in her body, but she was getting excited again as she crouched and listened to her son and nephew. She tried to imagine what it would be like to fuck her nephew, with her son. She blushed. For a woman that didn’t have much use for fucking a few weeks earlier, she was becoming very wanton, she thought. She peeked into the kitchen, out of sight. Her son was sitting on the floor, her dress pulled into his lap, and Keith was in a chair at the table. She glanced at her nephew’s pants, but didn’t see what she expected to see-a hard-on.

She heard a door slam.

Frantically she looked over her shoulder across the low fence that separated her back yard from the other house. The woman that lived there was a gossip, and with a yelp, and not thinking about anything but getting out of the woman’s view, Sarah jerked the kitchen door open and jumped into the room.

“Ah, there you are Aunt Sarah!” Keith grinned.

Sarah crouched shyly, trying to conceal her body with her hands and arms, doing a miserable job of it. She looked at her nephew with bright, embarrassed eyes.

Keith looked over Sarah’s naked body, eyes bold and hot. No matter how she tried to cover herself, one tit was exposed and the soft hair of her cunt spread out around her cupping hand. Jimmy wasn’t saying anything, but looking from his mother to his cousin. He wasn’t making any attempt to hide his body. Looking about frantically, Sarah saw her dress in her son’s lap, and made a scramble for it. But Keith jerked it away from Jimmy before she could get her hands on it. For a moment, her tits were fully revealed, stiff and upright.

“Nice tits, Aunt Sarah,” Keith observed a wide grin on his face.

Sarah covered them with her arm, knowing she should say something, even if in protest, but nothing would come from her throat. Her cunt was on fire, dripping juicily, and she felt as if she was about to cum. Her body fully exposed to her nephew, while her son looked on, was more exciting than lifting her dress at the bank or in the supermarket. Sarah felt as if she would cum if she stood there much longer.

Fighting off her bashfulness, Sarah stood up, letting her arms hang at her sides. She tried, but failed, to look her nephew in the face, and turned her head away. She was so embarrassed, she could die, but her cunt was vibrating as if she was about to have a fantastic orgasm. She began to tremble, causing her tits to shiver in tightness. From the corner of her eye, she noticed her son’s cock standing up in hardness from his lap, and then saw the bulge of her nephew’s cock in his pants. “All right,” she whispered.

“All right?” Keith asked. “What does that mean, Aunt Sarah?”

“It means...” She couldn’t tell him.

Jimmy had been watching her, and understood. He climbed to his feet, his cock pushing out with jerking hardness. Moving to his mother as his cousin watched, he stood at her side, taking her hand and placing it around his cock, then wrapped his arm about her waist, his hand moving up to cup one firm tit. “I think she means you can fuck her, Keith.”

“Is that what you mean, Aunt Sarah?” Keith asked.

Sarah jerked her head up and down, still not looking at him, her face burning with shyness. She felt her son’s cock throb in her fist, and she squeezed it, then began to pump.

“Ahhhh, that’s nice,” her nephew whispered, then she heard the snick of his zipper.

She wanted to look but felt too embarrassed.

“Play with this one, too, Aunt Sarah.”

She had not heard him move, but she felt her wrist in Keith’s hand, then her fingers touched his cock. Without hesitation now, she gripped her nephew’s cock and her son’s cock, standing between them. A soft whimper came from her, and she began to jack them both, her cunt oozing sweet juices down the insides of her thighs.

“Pretty ass,” her nephew said as his hand stroked the cheeks of her naked ass, squeezing them gently. “I was just telling Jimmy what a pretty ass you have, Aunt Sarah.”

Jimmy placed his hand around his mother’s on his cock to stop her pumping. He looked at her other hand still moving back and forth on his cousin’s cock. Sarah gripped Jimmy’s cock, wanting to pump it, but he refused to let her. She looked at him, her eyes pleading. Her other hand moved faster on Keith’s prick, pushing her, ass back at her nephew’s squeezing hand.

“Jimmy ... please!” she whimpered, flexing her fingers about her son’s cock, making the head bulge.

“I just wanted to make sure, Mom,” he said. “I wanted to make sure you wanted Keith here.”

“I do,” she said, her voice so low the words were hardly audible.

Keith was now fondling her tits with his other hand, lifting one to stuff her nipple into his mouth, sucking it hard. Sarah gasped with pleasure as he pulled her nipple deep, his hand sliding down her shaking stomach to the hair of her cunt. Now he was fondling her ass and sucking her tit, and his fingers moved through the silky hair of her pussy and between her thighs, pressing at the swollen lips and tight cunt. She spread her feet on the floor, her knees bending slightly as she began to sob with desire. She was once more jacking on her son’s cock, and the feel of two very thick hard cocks in her hands was doing things to her emotions she would never have suspected in years. She wanted them both, plunging into her body, anywhere her son and nephew wanted to fuck her.

“I’ve got to have some,” her nephew groaned. “Aunt Sarah, my cock is really hard for your ass.”

Sarah wanted to cry with anticipation. Without giving it a thought, she moved forward pulling them along by the hard grip she had on each cock. She brought them to the kitchen table and only then did she turn them loose. She leaned over the kitchen table, smashing her tits against the top, her hands gripping the edge.