Ray Strong - The naughty niece

She was on her knees on the floor now, and little by little fell back, first onto her ass, propping herself up on her arms, and then on her elbows, pulling his body lower and lower, until she was finally flat on the floor with only a pillow to raise her head. His knees were on the floor, too, on either side of her head as he began hotly ramming his iron-hard cock into her throat, fucking her mouth wildly. The cheeks of his ass sat on her full, pillow tits, cushioned by the heavy flesh, aroused by the touch of her nipples. He fell forward himself now, hovering over her face with his cock fully inserted into her gnawing mouth. His knees and his elbows took his weight as he began fucking into her mouth with the same vigorous intensity he had used to plough into her squishy cunt. She was giving him head like neither his sister nor his cousin had, though he suspected they would eventually catch up to his aunt. It was just a question of time and experience.

She chewed on his throbbing meat, sucking the solid dome and chewing on the plunging rod, even biting at the root. And when he seemed to be tiring and letting up, her fingernails drove into his ass, making him buck all the harder and faster, shoving his pipe like cock deeper and deeper into her throat, exciting her to a fever pitch.

And then his knob expanded all the more and he was shooting great, ropy gout of hot, steaming jizz down her eager throat as she avidly drank, sucking until she totally emptied his balls. Only then did he withdraw.

Lying on the floor, her mouth full of her nephew's cock, Harriet let her senses return to reality. She suddenly realized the dark room was lit up, and she and Marty were no longer alone. Gasping, she pushed Marty off and stood up. Looking around, she saw her husband, her daughter, and her niece, all standing against the wall, applauding her performance with Marty. And like Marty and herself, the three were totally naked.

"My God!" she asked. "What's going on here?"

"Sex, my love," Ira Wahl answered. "Lots and lots of sex. While you were in Europe seeking your ideal cock, I was here with your daughter and your niece, learning how absolutely delicious it was to have my dick buried in such young meat."

"Ira!" she almost screamed. "Are you actually admitting you've had sexual intercourse with our daughter?"

"I had to seduce him, Mother," Pam spoke up. "He'd have never gotten into the groove otherwise, and I do mean literally into my groove."

"But this is awful," she muttered. "Incest, I mean."

"You mean what, dear?" Ira laughed. "You're as addicted to sex as any of us. We've merely shucked our inhibitions about whom we would indulge with. And you've gotten rid of yours, as well. Marty has always been more like a son than a nephew to you. I have no doubt I've fantasized about making it with your son when he fucked you. Don't bother denying it. It wouldn't sound right coming from you."

"But you and Pam?"

"What's good for the goose is good for the gander," he laughed.

"Come on, Aunt Harriet," Tracey said, approaching the older woman. "Face it! We fuck because we like it. We keep it among ourselves simply because we know no one else around is as good. We were watching Uncle Ira humping a pretty blonde last week, and we know for a fact she wasn't nearly as good as either Pam or myself, and she was very good. So if fucking in the family is so good, why should we bother going out of the family?"

"Tracey and I are on the Pill, Mom," Pam said. "So there isn't any worry about pregnancy. And it'll be a long time before either of us will be ready to think of settling down and getting married. Why should we keep our pussies empty all that time? And why risk going to a stranger for a fuck when the two best cocks in the world are right here, in this cottage? We know there are a lot of other things to do, but isn't it nice to be able to come home at night and know a good stiff prick is waiting to be buried inside us?"

Harriet looked from one to the other, then finally shrugged and said, "I guess you're right. Lt sounds crazy, but it's too logical for me to argue with the four of you. Are you sure you all want it this way?"

"Positive," the others chorused.

"Well then, I guess there's nothing to do but agree. But I'm too worn out to do anything more tonight."

"I am, too," Marty agreed. "It'd really take me a while to build another hard-on, and though I know it'd be a lot of fun, I don't think sex should be forced."

"You're right," Ira agreed. "The two of you go to sleep in here. I'll take the girls and fiddle with them for a while in their bedroom before we go to sleep. In the morning we can have one huge orgy."

And that was exactly what happened. At nine o'clock the next morning, Ira Wahl, his daughter Pam, and his niece Tracey came back to the master bedroom where Harriet and Marty were just waking up. They decided to have breakfast first, after which everyone showered, and then they all returned to the master bedroom where fresh sheets were put on the bed.

Ira Wahl lay down on the bed, his cock already half-hard. His daughter went over, and in full view of her mother, took the solid piece of meat between her sucking lips and proceeded to tongue it wildly until her father's prong stood rampantly ready. Harriet, who thought it might bother her to watch her daughter go down on Ira, decided the sight was strangely thrilling and arousing.

Tracey and Marty led her to the bed, and Harriet squatted over her husband's thick cock, feeling the knob tickle the already-leaking slice between her labes. Slowly, very slowly, she let herself down until her snatch was filled with the heavy thickness of her loving husband's weighty prong. He grunted with pleasure as his wife's silken box made contact with his throbbing prick.

"Harriet, love," Wahl whispered, "you still have the greatest cunt of them all."

"And don't you ever forget it," his wife reminded, grinding her cunt around his stiff cock.

"You're terrific all right, Aunt Harriet," Tracey told her, smiling and squeezing her aunt's nipples.

"You've had a lot of practice these past two weeks," Harriet smiled, enjoying the way the youngest member of the group was playing with her full tits.

She was already riding slowly up and down, thrilling to the way the fat, hard dick worked inside her. Marty's cock had been a great experience, but she was thankful she always had her husband's again. What a marvelous cock. What a fatuous piece of solid meat. With each raising and lowering, she was already touching electric nerves in her ultra sensitive corridor of cunt. Each sparkling contact sent little shivers of thrilling rapture through her torso. It was wonderful to feel her husband's weighty prick fucking her cunt again.

She was enjoying herself so much, she almost totally forgot about the others. Wild tingles raced through her nervous system, and she began humping her crotch into his groin all the more vibrantly.

Tracey bent her head and began sucking on her aunt's nipple, and was rewarded with a sigh of pleasure escaping from Harriet's tightly closed lips. Pam walked around to the other side and began sucking on her mother's other nipple. And all the while Harriet was rotating her seething cunt around her husband's burning cock, wriggling end bunching as her anxiety increased. She was losing herself utterly and completely to this wonderful pleasure.

And then, almost shockingly, she became aware of Marty directly behind her, his hot belly pressing against her round, fat buttcheeks. She could feel his long, heavy cock trying to press into the sweaty crease between those full, round buns. She was instantly aware of what he intended doing, and it thrilled her. It was happening just as she'd daydreamed. She was going to get fucked by the two greatest pricks in the world! She felt her arousal increase as the lengthy dong slid between the cheeks of her ass, aiming for the tight, crinkly bung.