Jerry Milner: Vacation swap

Jayne deftly slipped aside the crotchband of Barbara Jean's panties and just as deftly slipped her index finger up in her cunt. It entered quite easily, for her niece's cunt was, all slippery and wet with slick goodness. Barbara Jean was panting in earnest now, and clutching at her feverish loins as her aunt slid her finger out of her cunt, and softly said, "Don't run off, dear. Jim won't hurt you. I'll be here to see to that. I always know what's good for you, now, don't I? And it'd be very good for you now if you simply stood where you are while we help you undress. You know I'll be gone in a few days, and this might be the very last chance we have to be nice to each other."

Jayne's finger had been on the move along with her tongue, slipping and sliding out of a tight little hole that had had nothing more than neglect for the past several days. The words that Jayne spoke and the finger she moved had. Barbara Jean swaying with indecision when Jim stepped forward to unbutton her blouse.

"Man oh man, I've always wanted to take a good look at her tits!" Jim said as he opened her blouse.

"I'll let him look!" said the anguished and very hot girl. "But then I've just got to be alone with you, Auntie Jayne."

"We'll see," said Jayne, still sliding one finger in and out of Barbara Jean's juicy cunt, and now warmly massaging her own hungry cunt.

"Not bad," Jim said. He had slipped up the cups of his sister's brassiere in his eagerness to get at her tits, and now he was playing with both of them, quite ignoring Barbara Jean's tearful protests.

"Make him stop, Auntie Jayne! I only said he could look!" She shoved her naked and giggling brother away from her, saying, "Just stop it or I'll tell Mom all about this!"

Jayne moved her thumb up to Barbara Jean's clitoris, and that little movement was more effective than shackles in holding her niece where she was. Jayne's voice was a purr as she said, "She won't breathe a word of this, Jim. Just look, she's about to cum."

"I am not!" said Barbara Jean, fists balled up at her sides, quaking, and shaking all over with anger and animal heat. "I won't do a thing as long as he's here! I may not ever cum again!"

"Fine, then just stand there," said Jayne, and nodded in her direction at Jim, who moved in with both hands reaching out for her.

"I hate him, Aunt Jayne! I can't stand having him touch me!" said Barbara Jean, and Jim peeled off her blouse and unhooked her brassiere and reached around her to squeeze her bare tits.

"Auntie Jayne, I thought you loved me!" said Barbara Jean, weeping and squirming her cunt against Jayne's moving fingers, and her grinning brother unzipped her skirt.

Barbara Jean was too weak from fighting against her lusts as her brother and aunt quickly took off her skirt and panties. She was so out of her head that she didn't react to her bare-assed nudity until Jim said, "She hasn't hardly got any hair on her cunt."

It was only then that Barbara Jean shrieked and tried to cover her tits and her cunt. She might have found the strength and the will power to scamper away then, but her laughing aunt yanked her down on top of her to simultaneously tickle her and further excite her.

Aunt and niece rolled naked on the couch. They were tit to tit and belly to belly and cunt to cunt, and all of it was in constant motion and driving Jim half out of his mind. His cock was so hard that it hurt, and his balls were so full of jism that some of it drooled out the end of his cock.

Jayne was soft and voluptuous, Barbara Jean was lithe and firm. Together they presented a contrasting picture of every woman and girl Jim had ever lusted for, and they were so closely mingling that it was hard to tell where one stopped and the other began.

He got up on the couch on his knees, between two pair of flailing legs, Barbara Jean's hard little asscheeks were twisting and squirming in every direction, while under her cunt and Jayne's, Jim could see the marshmallow soft buttocks of his aunt as they turned this way and that on the couch cushion. He couldn't quite see all of their cunts, not until Jayne reached down and widely parted his sister's firm buttocks.

"Don't, Auntie Jayne! Let me up now!" Barbara Jean squealed, then screamed at the top of her lungs as she looked back over her shoulder to see Jim moving in on her.

"Hold her still, Auntie Jayne! Hold her still!" Jim said, thrusting his steely hard cock between his aunt's spreading fingers.

Barbara Jean was an elusive target. She continued to scream and squall and thrash in every direction as her brother jabbed with his cock and her aunt spread her asscheeks wide. The girl knew very well that those hands on her backside were not enough to hold her where she was, but they somehow combined with the naked and wonderfully mobile body of her aunt to keep her from wrenching herself out from between Jayne and Jim.

She felt Jim's cock plunge into her asshole, and she screamed once again and succeeded in twisting away from it. And then, up in her cunt went his cock, just for an instant before she could twist away and expel it, but quite long enough for it to leave a shamefully burning brand deep inside her.

Jim didn't care which hole he was fucking in. Not until his jabbing, stabbing cock slipped further down and rammed though the red-haired cuntlips of his aunt. That sweetly familiar cunt wasn't as tight as his sister's, but the sudden orgasmic gasp from his aunt was better by far than any mere physical sensation.

One jab and one gasp, and Aunt Jayne was cumming. Barbara Jean felt it very clearly, even through all her wailing and twistings. She felt it come up out of Jayne's cushiony belly and enter her guts, and completely break down her resolve not to cum herself.

"Stick it in me! Jim, let me feel it again!" she implored, although she could still clearly feel every hot, inner imprint already made by his cock.

Jim obliged, quite blindly, quite happily, thrusting indiscriminately with his hips, stabbing anywhere he could with his cock, not knowing at all now which of four lovely holes he was entering with a cock that was spurting jism.

"Uh-h! Oh-h! Aunt Jayne, he's really making me cum!" said Barbara Jean.

"Yes! Yes, keep it up! My God," said her aunt, "I can feel it every time he goes into you!"

Holding onto his sister's obligingly uptilted ass, Jim fucked all he could of both her and their aunt while his cock gushed and spurted. His pearly white jism was all over Barbara Jean's darling white buttocks and all over the frantically squirming cunts that were kissing so wildly. At any place it thrust, Jim's cock found a welcome home. Even in between their cunts was a great delight, for then the knob of his cock could reach both of their clitorises, and send the two naked females off on another peak in their orgasmic embrace. It seemed to drag buckets of jism out of him. Each of his hot ejaculations were long and drawn out, making him shudder and moan and grab with his hands and thrust hard with his cock, and each one was quickly followed by another that sent his cock spurting into a different hole. His cock seemed to have the Midas touch, not for gold, but for cunt, for each place it touched was at once turned into a cosmic cunt. When at last he slumped forward on top of his sister's nude body, he knew that at last he had learned all there was to know about fucking, and he knew he was too exhausted to ever fuck again.

When Jim's cock came to rest it was nestled closely between the cunts of his aunt and his sister. They were still squeezing orgasms out of each other, and taking every advantage they could of the rubbery hard cockhead so closely sandwiched between their clitorises.

"Fun?" said Aunt Jayne, burrowing the stiff nipples of her tits against her niece's delightfully firm little tits.