Ron Taylor: Twin Farmgirl Cousins

Jenny screamed. She bit at his cock, licked it, and jerked it with her fist, the tip frictioning constantly against her sweat-soaked face. He could feel an orgasm passing up and down her body as she pinned him to the bed of hay on which they fucked. A couple of farts seeped out around his inserted fist. The smell made him that much hornier. He worked his fingers in and out, not reaching the depth of penetration that had suddenly been his a moment ago, but the slithering pressure as his hand moved was more than enough to keep Jenny locked in the grip of a come so wild it scared Nick.

Her cunt got wetter, and he tasted her fuck-juices. A moment later she was pissing all over him, her body totally out of control. Nick angled his mouth away from the flow and let it drain onto his neck and chest.

He thrust his fingers, deep, hard, insistently. Aunt Jen screamed, her bladder still draining. Her hand shivered around Nick's cock.

The eruptive force of Nick's orgasm splattered her face with hot cock cream. She sprayed herself, moaning and giggling, and she pushed the tip of his cock between her lips to let the last few squirts shoot across her tongue and down her throat. As Nick's cock wilted in her fist, Jen's body went slack, and they collapsed into the hay.

"If that's what you're doing to my girls…"

Nick shook his head, still stunned by what he had just shared with Aunt Jenny.

"No, honest," he said.

Jenny laughed. "I was just gonna say, it's too good for the little sluts! God, they grow up fast in the big city! You did a couple of things that no one has ever done to me, Nicky. I'm gonna have to lure you up into the hayloft again, and really soon!"

She sat up, stretching, her tits golden in the sunlight filtering through the slats in the barn wail.

"I haven't been fucked like that in a long time," Jenny said, putting her hand on Nick's shoulder. "My life isn't exactly what I'd always hoped it would be. I don't think Bob cares that much about me any more."

Nick flushed. Even though he'd just fist-fucked his aunt's asshole, he wasn't sure he wanted to hear about her domestic problems.

"Oh, I'm sure he does," he said, anxious to change the subject.

Jen shook her head. "I've seen it coming for a good while. All he thinks about are the twins. He's looking at them all the time, the way he used to look at me. He won't let them go out with boys or do much of anything that takes them away from the house unless he's there to keep an eye on them. Bob just can't stand the thought of anyone else doing to his daughters what he'd like to do to them himself."

Nick's eyes popped. Holy fucking shit! he thought.

"And when he does fuck me," Jen said, "about the only thing he doesn't do is call me by the twins' names. He looks into my eyes, but it's their tight little pink pussies he's feeling around his cock. God, maybe we oughta move away from here, go off to the city, maybe, and start all over again."

Nick took a deep breath.

"Well," he said, "that is sorta the reason I'm here, Aunt Jen."

He knew if he didn't blurt it out now, he'd never be able to do it.

"It's Cloris," he said. "She's going to take a big chunk out of dad's ass in the divorce settlement, and he's in a cash-flow crisis. She's gonna get at least fifty percent of everything he owns. Maybe more. You think I'm down here because Dad didn't want me getting disturbed at home by all the divorce stuff. The real reason is the farm. Half of it belongs to Dad, and he wants to know how you'd feel about him selling his half."

"This land has been in the family a long time," Jen said in a tight voice. "Four hundred acres. He can't sell out!"

"He figures his half is worth at least a hundred and fifty thousand,"

Nick said. "That would get Cloris off his back without dipping into Owens Enterprises." He cleared his throat. "He thought maybe you'd like to buy out his share."

"We don't have that kind of money," Jen said. "He knows that! He'll sell it to a stranger to pay off that bitch he married!"

She stood up. "I wish you'd told me about this before you fucked me, Nick. And I think maybe you ought to be packing for the trip back to Cleveland!"

She gathered up her clothes.

Oh, God, Nick thought, I've really fucked it all up now!

"But I don't understand," Betsy said, looking up from Nick's prick.

"How come you're leaving so soon? You just got here! And we were having soooo much fun!"

"It's a long story," Nick said. He didn't want to go into the details.

What good would that do?

Becky slipped her other tit into his mouth and he licked at the nipple before closing his lips around it for some hard sucking. She took his arm and guided it between her bare legs, then started to rub her cunt back and forth along the bony limb. He could feel the heat of her cunt as his flesh frictioned it, and he could feel the pussyjuice leaking out of her cunt as it slid back and forth. In Betsy's mouth, his prick was as hard as a rock, and she was gobbling it down into her throat.

Becky pulled her slobber-coated tit loose and clamped her cunt down on his arm. She rocked, masturbating herself vigorously. They had the house to themselves right now. The girls had arrived home with the tomato plants they'd been sent for, and Jenny was in the field setting them out. She'd told the girls to say goodbye to Nick because he'd be on the bus out of Rocksburg in the evening.

Jesus, Becky thought, shivering a little despite the heat build-up that centered in her pussy and enlivened her entire body, it's almost as if she knows what we've been doing! The curiosity raged inside her, but no one was talking much.

So now they were in the twins' own bedroom, right on Betsy's pinkcovered bed. It was a little tight for three bodies, but that only made it more fun.

Becky squeezed her cousin's arm and juiced his flesh with the leakage from her cunt, and she leaned down to kiss him wetly on the mouth.

Betsy raised her face from Nick's cock, and Becky eased on down to take it into her mouth. She licked her sister's drool off the hard hot cockshaft, then sucked it in, sliding it shallowly in and out of her mouth with a provocative rhythm.

"Don't be a pig," Betsy said, but she'd monopolized Nick's prick since things had gotten started. The least she could do was share.

Betsy bent down to suck on Nick's balls, then moved her tongue up his cockshaft until it met Becky's mouth coming down the length of their cousin's long prick. The girls shared a kiss, and Becky lifted her head so that Betsy could get a few of her own licks in, devoted to Nick's swollen prick-knob. Their tongues worked on him simultaneously, stroking the hard edges of his cockhead, one tongue slithering through his piss-slit while the other tickled the tingly area just below. They kissed with his cock framed between their mouths, and he thrust happily into their meshed lips.

Betsy giggled. "I think I'd like to receive a little, you know?"

She squatted on Nick's face, offering him no choice about eating her pussy. As her cunt descended onto his mouth and opened to receive the worship of his tongue, Becky's mouth was thrusting down over Nick's cock, sucking it with great passion.

Betsy fucked his face with her pussy, washed him with her cuntjuices.

He licked her, making her cunt leak more and more funky ooze. His hands were on her ass, and she wiggled a little, pushing her pussy forward so he could get his tongue up to her shitter.

"Maybe you can fuck me in the asshole again, Cousin Nick," she said in a breathless voice. "Maybe we can even talk Becky into giving it a try."

"Fat chance," Becky said between slurps at his cock. "My pussy hasn't begun to get its fill!"

Betsy reversed herself on Nick's face, presenting her asshole for his complete attention. That was fine. She liked being eaten out there almost as much as he enjoyed the kinky thrill of sticking his tongue into her shitter.