Chapter 5

Aunt Beth lay on her back, her knees drawn up and slightly spread, her magnificently lush body displayed like a holiday feast, Eddie's for the taking. But now that he was free to do with the woman as he willed, Eddie didn't want to fuck her; not yet. He would save that mellow and opulent pussy until later, then rut upon it to his heart's content.

At the moment, he wanted other parts of his auntie, and squatted upon her body to accomplish his aim, Beth's warm flesh between his knees and against his balls. Feeling over her ribs, moving his fingers under her arms to those shaven and dimpled indentations that felt so damned womanly, he fondled her sleek skin, marveling at its flawless perfection, its milky whiteness.

Caressing her firm, mounded breasts, he saw the faint traceries of pale blue veins below the translucent surface, and stared at the rings of her nipples, at the points themselves, risen so beautifully and filled with passion. Cupping them, Eddie pushed the globes together, and bent his body so that he could insert the swollen head of his ready cock into the cleft created there.

He moved slowly and sensuously, sliding his prick between his auntie's gorgeous tits, dragging his balls back and forth upon her rib cage while he looked down into her face. The woman's eyes fluttered and fell as pink stained her cheeks, but Beth bit her lips and forced herself to look at him, to lock eyes with him as Eddie titty-fucked her. Her hands came hesitantly up to rest lightly upon his hips, becoming a part of his gently grinding rhythm.

Linda came around, sitting down and veeing her legs to lift Beth's head upon her lap and stroke the silken hair. "Just so we're all together," she murmured.

Eddie thrust back and forth, feeling the warm texture of skin, the resilient heapings of the breasts acting as a big, pale glove around his prick. Changing position a little, he reached farther with each slow lunge, so that his shining cockhead was now popping out of the pushed-together globes.

"It's reaching almost to your chin," he whispered down to his aunt. "A few more strokes and my prick will touch your throat, then your chin and cheek."

Beth said very softly, "It's so beautiful, to be wanted like this, to be loved this way."

His glans tapped her beneath the chin, and Eddie released Beth's tits, letting them spring back into position. Moving up a little higher still, he felt a nipple against one cheek of his ass, and put his fingertips along her cheeks. His auntie's mouth was slightly open, her excited breath sighing through the soft pink lips turned damp by nervous flickings of her tongue.

She stared up at his prick, at the distended knob beginning to seep a tiny droplet of pre-seminal fluid. "I never did this before," she whispered. "You'll have to tell me what to do, to make you happy."

Linda said, "Just kind of fold your lips back over your teeth, so they won't hurt his cock. You can nibble a little bit when you want to, but very gently. A boy's prick is sensitive and delicate. Use your tongue a lot, lick it and curl it over the head, and stick the tip down into his slot. Suck and push out, pull in and shove back, using your tongue all the time. It's not the sucking that makes him come, as much as it's the use of your tongue."

Eddie said, "I'm sure you'll do just fine, auntie." And he moved the head of his prick so that he could rub it along her trembling lips, feeling the warmth there, and the fan of her breath.

He set the slippery knob more firmly against her lips, and knew Beth's hesitation as she felt the ooze of his juices. Holding her head still, he pushed, and felt his spongy cockhead poke itself into the woman's mouth. His glans slid along her quiet tongue, and over the arched roof of her mouth, exploring the wet velvet of her inner cheeks and reaching very carefully back until the tip touched the magic, torrid cupping of her throat.

Sighing around his cockhead, Beth began to explore it with her hot, slidy tongue, running it around the scar of his circumcision, then over the sensitive blunt point. Eddie backed his prick a few inches, relishing the special feel of her lips and the swinging of his hairy balls against her neck. When she started to suck his cock, he stroked her cheeks with caressing fingertips and moved his crotch gently back and forth, feeding her the meat she was beginning to love so much.

"Eat my prick, auntie," he said. "Lick it and suck it while I fuck your mouth like this - and like this." He stroked his pole into her face, using her mouth like a pussy, sliding his stiff rod in and out, grinding a little as her tongue worked faster and faster over his glans as her cheeks dipped in. Eddie felt that now she was no longer afraid to know the pressure of his cockhead against her throat.

"Take it easy," his sister said. "Don't try to choke her on it; remember, this is her first time to go down on a guy."

Eddie released Beth's head and lifted his hands to cup instead against his sister's tits, thumbing the erectile nipples and feeling the elastic firmness of them. Leaning forward a bit, he found his face close to hers, and looked into the hazel eyes swirling hotly. He continued to stroke into the marvelous suction of his aunt's clinging mouth, sharp tingles of rapture running up and down his slowly surging rod, the wet sparks beginning to concentrate upon the glans Beth was adoring with her tongue and lips.

"She's doing great," he panted, "just great! Auntie was scared at first, but now she's damned near pulling my cock off. Oh wow - I'm close to coming!"

His sister leaned toward him, her face blotting out his view of the mouth wrapped so hungrily around his plowing shaft, her breath spicy and her lips beckoning softly. "Kiss me," she purred. "Just as you start to come, kiss me and run your tongue down my throat, like you're running your prick down auntie's throat."

His balls gave an upward leap, and the head of his cock throbbed. Eddie mashed his mouth against his sister's and tongued her deeply, at the same time burying his prick into Beth's tugging mouth with a final convulsive shudder.

He came at that moment, grinding his teeth into Linda's, pumping his spurting semen into his aunt's mouth, a hissing geyser of the bubbling, slippery fluid that sprayed down her throat, that filled her siphoning mouth with a greasy, hot thickness.

He could feel her throat spasming, feel the continuous thirsty suctioning as Beth kept pulling at his pulsing cockhead, swallowing his juice as she battled to drain more and more of it up from his balls. He could feel the hot hunger of his sister's tongue, also, as Linda drew upon his tongue, sucked it as if she were the one eating his prick. He was blended into the two women, a part of him buried in them both.

The fury softened in them, and slowly, Beth took her mouth from his prick, but no leakage dripped from the head; she had drained his shaft dry. Eddie backed away from his sister, giving her tits a last caress and lifting to his knees, then coming to his feet and stepping away from them both. Walking to the bar he uncapped a soft drink and pulled thirstily at it.

Damn, he thought; it was terrific, making it that way with Beth, and still being tied in to his sister at the same time. It would be even better to fuck them both, changing back and forth in their juicy cunts. There was a lot of things three people could do together, and with any luck, they would try them all.

Auntie's defenses had all crumbled, falling apart once she admitted her sexuality and became willing to experiment with incest, if a tag had to be put upon it. Eddie looked at what they were doing as fun, right up front and without playing stupid games. They all liked to fuck, so why shouldn't they? Every person's body was his own, and nobody should be able to say what someone could or couldn't do with it, so long as he wasn't hurting anyone else.

They came to him at the bar, and Eddie shared his Coke with his sister, while Beth poured herself another whiskey, but a light one this time.

"Well," she said, "here's to us - to you two beautiful, wonderful kids, and the things you're teaching me. I feel as if I've just been reborn, that a whole new world is opening up for me. But I'm also a little sad that I never saw it before, that I've wasted all those lonely years."

Linda came around and sat on a barstool, her lithe legs swinging. "You mean your husband never went down on you, or you never ate him?"

Beth shook her head, swirling the long golden hair about her nude shoulders. "Never; Paul was far too straight-laced for anything so radical as that. And me - well, I was taught such things were perverse. Now I know better. I want to do it all, kids. I want to have it all done to me, anything and everything. You know, I don't even feel guilty about it; not much, anyway. Only when I remind myself that both of you are Susan's children."