Chapter 4

Linda said, "You're having a blast, but it's hanging me up. You're getting yourself plenty of fucking, but I have to masturbate. I tell you, we have to get it all up front with auntie, so I can share in the balling. Besides, I always wondered what it would be like, to swing with another chick - and to change off on a guy."

Eddie stretched across his bed. "You're right, sis. I can't keep on sneaking a screw from her; I want Auntie Beth to respond, to really let herself go and fuck me back. But I'll admit that I'm scared."

His sister walked across the room, her lithe hips swinging, the small, firm tits bobbing up and down. "I can help, I guess. And all she can do is ship us home. If she calls mom and dad and tells them you tried to lay her, I can say she's drinking too much, and imagining things. But you know - I think our auntie was a little more awake than she acted. She'll be downstairs in time to fix dinner, so let's give it to her straight and see what happens."

"All right," Eddie agreed. "Let's just wear our robes, in case."

They were waiting for Beth when she came uncertainly into the kitchen, and Eddie's eyes lighted when he saw she also was wearing only a dressing gown, all that warm and lovely flesh moving gracefully beneath the cloaking material, long, flowing legs and high, rounded breasts. And snugged between those sinuous thighs was the precious treasure of her bountiful pussy, just waiting to be aroused.

"Hi, kids," Beth said. "Sorry I overslept. What would you like for dinner?"

"I can put together some hot dogs and things later," Linda said. "No big rush, Auntie Beth. Tell us - did you have another wild dream this afternoon?"

Eddie watched Beth's eyes, and saw them flicker. The woman said, "Why, yes; how did you know?"

"Because I was there," Linda said, matter-of-factly. "And so was Eddie."

Beth froze, her face going white and her eyes widening. "W- what do you mean?"

The girl stood up and went to her, taking one of the pale hands. "It wasn't a dream, Auntie Beth. It was real - real and freaky and terrific sex, and all of us got a bang out of it. You two more than me, of course, but I really dug seeing you wiggle on my brother's prick."

For a second or two, Eddie thought that his aunt was going to faint. She swayed, then collapsed into a chair, her mouth open in shock, and the front of her dressing gown falling open unnoticed, to expose the rich white overflow of her tits. "I-I don't understand -"

Kneeling on the floor beside her, Linda held her hand and went on: "Look - it's okay. It's not dirty or sinful or anything like that. No matter what you tell yourself inside your head, your body wants to fuck."

Beth winced at the word and reached to pull her robe together. Eddie said then, "You're so beautiful, it would be a waste not to use your body, Auntie Beth. I think you can be the greatest fuck in the world, if you just let yourself be honest and admit that you dig it."

Her eyes dropped from his. "I-I think I need a drink."

Eddie went into the living room and poured a big one over ice, and when he brought it back, his sister was murmuring earnestly to his aunt and stroking her arm. He stood beside them and handed Beth the drink, seeing the streaky-brown head and the cornsilk blonde one close together.

"Thanks," Beth said, without looking up. She drank the liquor quickly, and as Eddie went back to sit down, said in a monotone, "I guess I realized what was happening, at least this afternoon. But I just - just couldn't admit it. You know that Paul was twenty years older than me, and that wasn't all. He was impotent most of the time, and when he did get excited, it was always so quick, as if my husband were glad to have the sex act over and done with. And I never knew quite how I-I felt about it. I grew up being taught that sex was evil, a dirty, animalistic thing that decent women couldn't possibly enjoy. And I suppose I simply accepted that as truth, even though I always seemed frustrated and somehow not quite whole."

When the woman hesitated, Linda said, "It's all the fault of that screwed-up programming, all that old bullshit fed into the computer. But now you can kick all that crap and enjoy yourself - like Eddie and I do."

Beth's eyebrows lifted. "You mean that you and your brother -"

"Sure," Linda said gleefully, "we've been fucking for quite awhile now, learning all about it. Now we're spreading out, or at least Eddie is, and I will, too - soon as I can find some nice, horny guy. But my brother can handle us both until somebody else comes along."

Ice rattled emptily in Beth's glass, and she climbed unsteadily to her feet. "I-I'll go get another drink."

Linda winked at Eddie and he nodded. They followed the older woman into the living room, where Eddie eased up behind her as she poured bourbon into her glass. Slipping his arms around her, he cupped both her magnificent tits in his hands, and pressed his crotch into the giving, rounded softness of her trim ass.

Glass halfway to her lips, Beth shuddered against him, and Eddie manipulated her breasts, cuddling the mounds, hefting them and letting his fingers play over the swiftly rising nipples. His face was in her hair, that finely spun hair so golden pale and smelling of her musky perfume. Eddie hunched gently to her ass, rubbing his swelling shaft up and down the tantalizing crack of her lovely ass.

"Oh," Beth groaned and tossed off her drink, gulping for the strength of it, and when she lowered the glass, Linda took it away from her.

"You won't need any more of this," Linda whispered. "From now on, you can get high on sex."

Eddie let go of his aunt's trembling tits just long enough to shed his robe, letting it fall in a puddle at his feet so he could press his now rigid prick against the woman. Reaching for her dressing gown, he slid it back over her shoulders and down Beth's limp arms as the woman stood like a window mannequin. Then she was naked before him, glowing and all silken, the graceful curve of her long back ending in the delectable sweep of her buttocks where long, rich hair peeped intriguingly from the tender cleft.

Linda moved around in front of her, her own body nude, lifting on tiptoe so she could brush the older woman's breasts with her own, pushing her flat belly against the gently rounded one, her slim thighs to the fuller ones. Peering around Beth, Eddie could see their pubic hair kissing, the gleaming brown curls caressing the thickly piled, golden mound. His sister was going right at it, he thought, getting in her licks first, so she wouldn't be cut off this time.

It was okay with him, because now he knew he was going to get all the far-out fucking he wanted from his aunt, that her ripe, beautiful body would be his, to do with as he pleased, and this time, Beth would be wide awake and eager for the thrusting of his prick, or the lapping of his tongue. He could play upon that gorgeous flesh, titty-fuck those fabulous breasts, and teach Auntie Beth how to go down on him, too.

But now it was Linda's turn, and Eddie knew a fresh edge of excitement; this would be the first time for his sister to make it with another woman, and Auntie Beth was cherry in that department, too. They'd have to let their instincts guide them, although Linda already knew something about it, through his eating her young cunt.

He backed away and sat down on the couch, holding his hard cock in one hand and cradling the weight of his balls with the other. Eddie watched his sister stroking the woman's trembling body, seeing the small, tanned hands drifting over milk-white flesh, cupping the big, heavy tits and fondling the glossy hips, the lightly curved belly. His aunt was standing very still, except for the reflexive rippling of her skin, and his sister fondled the woman's shaggy crotch.

Then they seemed to flow together toward the carpet in a sweet blending of tanned skin and pale skin, round arms curling and sleek legs sliding. Linda was on top, kissing her aunt's mouth, playing with Beth's breasts, one knee fitted between Beth's thighs and snugged up into the furry mound, moving slowly and sensuously there.