Harry Stevens - Hot sister next door

Tina agreed that her mother was right. It wasn't that difficult a thing to do, once she'd looked up again and taken a fresh look at those tireless teenaged hard-ons.

"Shit, I'll even lead the way!" she enthusiastically offered.

Quickly, she was back at Rob's side, telling him, "You've got to be some kind of stud to get me away from my mom. Now let's go find out if you fuck as good as you look."

She led him out of the bathroom, toward the nearest bedroom. With Tina and Rob gone, Cindy snuggled up to Tony.

"Anything your brother can do," she cooed, stroking his cock and balls, "I'll bet you can do better."

"I'll try my damndest, Mrs. Ryan," Tony vowed.

"Call me Cindy. In fact, Aunt Cindy, it sounds so much, uh, cozier."

"Sure, Aunt Cindy," Tony honored the request, thinking nothing about any deeper meaning. "Tell you this. If you were my real aunt, I wouldn't let family stand in the way. Not when I'm this close to losing my cherry."

"Smart boy," Cindy chuckled. "But then again, it's not your brains I'm really interested in."

Her tug was gentle, but she pulled Tony out of the bathroom by his cock. Their destination was the same room which Tina and Rob had previously entered and were now filling with moans and groans from the squeaking bed.

"Gee, they're already fucking in here," Tony gulped. "Can't we do it someplace else?"

"I thought you said you wouldn't let family stand in your way?" Cindy recalled for him. "If you'd fuck your own aunt, then why not lose your cherry at the same time and place as your brother?"

"Jeez, you make it sound like you really are my aunt!"

Cindy just winked at him.

Moving out in front of him, she stripped down to nothing on her way to the bed. When she got there, she sprawled nakedly to the left of Tina and Rob so they were fucking beside her. They, however, were positioned in another direction. So if Tony didn't lose his nerve, when he climbed on board he'd have a good view of his brother's cock pumping in Tina's cunt, while Rob watched him fucking Cindy.

"Freaky," Tony muttered, catching on to the scheme of things.

"It's the only way to fly," Cindy said, her thighs apart so her pussy yawned in invitation. "And I'm waiting to take off."

And too far gone to think about anything except his first piece of ass, Tony couldn't get there fast enough. Along the way, he tripped over his own anxious feet and sort of pitched onto the bed. Cindy caught him between her legs, instantly wrapping them around him and pulling his hard cock against her juicy cunt.

Tony was so turned on that there was no need for him or his aunt to guide his prick into her pussy. Like it had eyes, his cock surged up her waiting gash on its own. When Cindy pushed back, she abruptly had a cuntful of teenaged prickmeat.

"Ooooh. Your prick feels even bigger fucking my cunt than it did when I was sucking you off."

"Your pussy's so tight, that any guy would seem like a stud when he was fucking you, Mrs. Ryan."

"Ah, ah, Aunt Cindy," she corrected.

"Mmmm, no aunt of mine ever had a pussy like this," Tony panted as he worked his hardon in the spasming vise between Cindy's legs.

"You might be surprised!"

"Fact is," Tony answered, "I have an aunt that I've never met."

"That's what I mean," Cindy said, lowering her nephew's resistance with her expert fucking as she continued to get nearer to the truth. "How do you know the aunt you've never met isn't just like me in bed?"

"There can't be two like you," Tony maintained, sinking his prick yet another time in Cindy's deep cunt.

"Don't bet on it," Cindy replied, flirting even more recklessly with the truth. "What's your aunt's name, anyway?"

"Cynthia, I think," Tony said, his attention starting to wander as he focused on the nearby sight of his brother's cock in Tina's shaved cunt. "She's my dad's sister. He hardly ever talks about her."

His voice temporarily trailed off, then rose again when he changed the subject to Rob and Tina.

"Jesus, look at them fuck! Old Rob's really sticking it to her!" he declared. Then he called directly to his brother, "Way to go, stud!"

And also watching a fuck that was practically a mirror image of his own, Rob called back, "You're not doing too shabby yourself, tiger!"

"What do you say we come together," Tony suggested.

"I can dig it," Rob agreed. "But you'd better get shaking if you want to shoot it when I do. This Tina has a cunt so tight, you wouldn't believe it."

"You kidding? Remember this is her mother I'm fucking. Pussies like these run in families."

"Then, what the shit, let's do it. Give these cunts the cum they've been fucking our cocks so hard to get."

"Right on! Let's roll!"

Watching each other's prick pumping pussy, the brothers spurred one another on toward dual eruption. Beneath them, Cindy and Tina squirmed with anticipation, timing their own climaxes so they would occur along with Tony's and Rob's.

The boys grunted like animals now. Cindy and Tina moaned like bitches in heat, while their wet pussy's rhythmically squished from nonstop fucking. Underscoring the erotic harmony was the squeaking of the overworked bedsprings, while the air was rank with the funk of raw sex.

"Now! Now!" one of the boys then shouted. "Can't hold it back anymore!"

"Oh, yeah!" the other one blurted. "I'm creaming!"

"Not as much as I am!"

However, as enthusiastically as the coming boys boasted of their potency, they were all but drowned out by the orgasmic wails of Cindy and Tina. They were so loud that anybody entering the house might have thought there was a torture chamber upstairs.

Unless of course the intruder knew better.

Brad did.

After he'd fled his sister's house, he'd gotten drunk fast – but not fast enough to forget what he'd left behind. And now that he'd returned, those telltale cries and moans had sobered him up immediately.

He climbed the stairs. The bedroom door was wide open. He stood and looked. Inside, his sons had just finished coming and were shaking the leftover jizz from their dribbling cocks onto the bellies of Cindy and Tina.

The fucking, Brad knew was only part of it. The real key was whether his sons actually realized whom they'd fucked.

"What can I say, except thanks for the pussy," Tony sighed. "I know you're my first piece of ass, but you'll always be the best as far as I'm concerned, Mrs. Ryan."

"Aunt Cindy," he was corrected. "You know – short for Aunt Cynthia."

"Say, that's right. Funny I never thought of that before," Tony said. "How about that? You and my real aunt have the same name."

"That's not all we've got in common," Cindy purred.

"Oh, yeah? What else?" Tony asked, starting to sniff the suspense in the air. So was his brother at this point.

"The same pussy," Cindy calmly said.

The brothers each did a double-take. Was she saying what they thought she was?

And the answer came from the familiar voice by the door.

"You heard the lady, boys."

"D-Dad!" Tony and Rob stammered together.

"Meet my sister, boys," Brad wearily sighed. "My sister and her daughter. Thanks to me, you just fucked your aunt and cousin."

Brad finished his explanation to his sons. "I'm the one to blame. I could've said no to your aunt when I first found out she was living next door and stopped this then. But I fucked her. And after that it was all downhill, until I dragged you two into it along with me. What else can I say, except I'm sorry."

"Aw, don't be so hard on yourself, Dad," Rob said sympathetically. "It could be worse."

"I'd like to know how." Brad shuddered, clearly at the end of his rope, and certainly not prepared for the way his other son now responded to his grief.

"Well, for one thing," Tony said, smirking, "Rob and I could still be cherry."