We saw her waiting at the terminal as soon as we got out of customs and although I knew she’d be meeting us, I still felt a thrill in my groin knowing that if things went how mum thought they would, I’d get to know my aunt a whole lot more intimately!
I made myself scarce when we arrived home and left mum with her sister while I went up to my room to unpack, it was about half an hour later when I heard a knock on my door and shouted for whoever it was to come in. “Anne and I are just going to her flat darling, would you like to come with us or stay here?”
Behind her Anne was smiling and looking shyly at me.
“I can hardly believe what your mum just told me Anthony.”
I grinned and felt myself blushing.
“It just kind of happened you know.”
“Yes,” she smiled, “she told me, she told me everything, I know Amy asked if you want to come with us or stay here, but I want you to come with us, we’re going to get all my stuff so I might need your help.”
It was only then that I noticed she was holding mum’s hand, I cleared my throat and asked if mum had asked her anything. By way of an answer, they turned to each other and kissed, it seemed to last for an eternity and both were breathing heavily as they drew apart, from the way they looked at each other it was obvious that they were both extremely turned on so of course I wanted to be with them.
“Okay,” I grinned nonchalantly, “let’s go then.”
I walked behind them to the car and admired the two firm bottoms. Anne wore skin tight jeans and as I watched her cheeks moving sensuously beneath the tight denim along with looking at the visible line of mum’s little panties through her tight skirt, my penis began to rise.
Mum’s skirt rode up over her thighs as she drove and Anne kept my attention riveted as she turned to me and placed her hand on mum’s thigh.
“Don’t expect too much Anthony will you?” she said softly, “I love your mum, I always have done, but she took me by surprise earlier when she suggested, well you know.”
“I don’t really have the right to expect anything at all Anne,” I smiled at her, “but I’ll be more than pleased if it does happen.”
I was surprised by the amount of stuff she had at the flat, it took us over an hour to load the car up, there were boxes and boxes of clothes, books and ornaments and when we started on her clothes we ended up carrying many of them down to the car in our arms there were so many!
“You’ve got some lovely clothes Anne,” I told her as I fingered a couple of tiny g-strings then mum butted in, saying that she’d already got her eye on a few of her sister’s things. We took them home and put them away in the spare room, then Anne went up for a shower whilst mum and I decided to have a drink in the secluded rear garden.
“I’m nervous darling,” she said as we walked out into the pleasantly warm evening with our drinks. “Anne’s up for it though, but she’s like me, a little bit nervous.”
“I told her I don’t expect anything mum, so don’t worry, I’ve got what I want.”
Her bottom felt nice under my hand and she giggled as I stroked it sensuously, then asked her to hold my drink.
“What for?” she asked but laughed anyway and took my drink. She was silent then except for her heavy breathing as I sank to my knees and slid both hands up over her thighs taking her skirt up with them, she had on a tiny pair of sheer black panties and she moaned softly as I touched my lips to the front of them.
“You smell like a woman on heat mum,” I told her as I eased the sexy little garment down to reveal her sweet little slit. I saw a tiny droplet of juice just below her clitoris and licked it off with my tongue.
“Put the drinks on the table mum,” I whispered and lay down on my back, “and sit on my face.”
She smiled and stepped over me to put the drinks down giving me a wonderfully sexy view of her glistening slit above me.
“Anne might come back,” she whispered as she placed a foot on either side of my head.
“She might,” I agreed and reached up for her as she slowly sank down. Her cunt was soaking wet and very aromatic; I inhaled her aroma as I flicked my tongue out to taste her wetness.
“Oh God Anthony,” she sighed, “this is so fucking good darling.” She arched her back and laid her hands on the floor behind her as she pressed her cunt down onto my mouth.
I swiped my tongue all around the pink, inner flesh while she moaned and writhed above me, she hadn’t changed or showered in almost twenty four hours but to me her odour and wetness was like an aphrodisiac. I slurped and licked and sucked, I nibbled on her clitoris and swallowed her wetness, I licked the fragrant hole of her anus and eased a finger in slowly, mum was gasping and squealing with pleasure, then I realized we weren’t alone. Anne had come down into the garden and was standing watching us, I pulled away from mum and smiled up at her as mum sat up and smoothed her skirt down.
“I–, I don’t know how to start,” Anne said in a very husky, lust filled voice. I got up and kissed her tentatively.
“Can you taste your sister on my lips?”
She gave out a little sigh and nodded. “Yes,” she said softly, “She tastes nice.”
I kissed her again and suggested that she might want to kiss her sister, she reached down to mum and helped her to her feet.
“Let’s go inside,” mum said sensing that Anne might be uncomfortable out in the open, they turned to each other and kissed as soon as we were in the kitchen.
“I think I’ll go for a shower,” I said softly and went upstairs leaving them locked together in a passionate embrace, my penis was rock hard but this wasn’t about me.
I took my time in shaving and as I went under the shower, I heard them coming upstairs and my imagination ran riot, I stroked myself under the needle sharp spray and ejaculated as I thought of them together. I thought of Anne with mum as I’d been, I imagined their tongues delving into each other’s body, I imagined mum holding herself open for her sister, then I groaned with frustration and went downstairs for one final drink before bed.
My feelings of frustration weren’t helped by finding Anne’s panties on the floor and her bra on the couch, guiltily, I sniffed at the little panties but they hadn’t cupped her sex for long enough to have any noticeable aroma, so I dropped them on the couch and took myself with my aching cock up to my bedroom where I fell asleep immediately.
“Wake up sleepy head.” The voice was disembodied somehow, it didn’t belong in my dream but when I opened my eyes I saw that it was Anne, a smiling Anne and she was wearing only a tee shirt, not a very big on either, I dragged my eyes reluctantly away from her gorgeous little pussy and up to hers, she was smiling.
“Thank you,” she said simply and put my coffee on the bedside table.
“For what?”
“For leaving us last night,” she said and sounded just like mum when she giggled. “Your mum’s a very different woman Anthony, not at all the prudish little lady she was before the holiday, I can’t believe some of the things she did to me.”
I saw mum coming in too, similarly attired in just a tee shirt.
“Don’t listen to her darling,” she laughed. “It’s all lies.”
Slipping an arm around Anne’s waist, she cupped a breast and kissed her tenderly.
“I only hinted that I wanted her to call me a little cunt slut.”
Anne lifted her head up and her lips found mum’s.
“I think we should give him a morning treat, don’t you darling?” Anne asked softly as mum pulled her tee shirt up over her beautiful, firm breasts.
“He may not want one.” Anne giggled, but pulled the single bed sheet off me.
“Oh my God,” she squealed, “he wants one all right.”
I felt as if they were discussing me without me actually being there, but as Anne climbed up and straddled my hips, I knew I was there all right, her lovely wet slit widened to accept me as mum guided me into her sister, Anne opened her mouth and smiled as she sank down on me.
“Oh yes Amy,” she said softly. “Ooh yes, I can see what changed you on holiday, oh fuck Anthony, you’re big darling, so fucking big.”
“Come and sit on me mum, on my face so you can kiss Anne.”
“But you won’t be able to see.”
“Imagination is a wonderful thing mum,” I said as her bottom settled on my face and my tongue once again tasted the sweetness of her lovely little anus.
I couldn’t see them, but I heard the sucking sounds as they swapped saliva, I heard Anne moaning into mum’s mouth as I thrust upward into her cunt. I felt Anne’s knuckles on my chin as she fingered mum and then pushed her juice covered fingers into my mouth.
Suddenly they both got up as if by prior agreement, Anne was flushed, her breasts heaving as she moved forward very slightly and allowed mum to grasp my cock, she dipped her head and sucked me briefly before positioning it against Anne’s sweet anal hole.
“Yes,” hissed Anne and I pushed, her ring resisted at first but then relaxed and my penis slipped easily into her rectum. She was tight and I winced at first, but the sensation was so wonderful as she used her rectal muscles to grip and milk me, I grinned up at her and then watched as mum went down and delved her tongue into her sister’s gaping pussy.
“Oh God mum,” I gasped, “that’s beautiful.”
There was no way on earth I was going to last very long with my prick buried in my Aunt’s rectum and my mother lapping at her dripping cunt, I felt the tremors starting in my legs. Stretching out, I stroked mum’s naked bottom as Anne seemed to be about to cum as well, mum wiggled sexily in invitation and sighed happily as I eased a finger into her little anus, she took her face away from Anne’s pussy just long enough to hiss at me.
“Watch Anthony, watch what she does.”
Hurriedly, she went back to the task of licking her sister’s cunt whilst I sodomized her. Anne threw her head back and grimaced, she squealed that she was coming, then she stiffened and suddenly a fierce jet of liquid jetted out from her pussy. What didn’t hit mum in the face splashed over my chest, I’d never seen anything like it before, she jetted out another stream and pushed mum away frantically, her hips jerked spasmodically and I exploded deep in her rectum.
“Wow,” I laughed as the three of us cuddled together afterwards, “that was what I call sexy.”
Anne giggled with her head on my chest. “It only happens when I come really hard.”
“I’m flattered then that I made you cum like that.”
“I helped too you know,” came from mum on my other side as she fondled my semi limp penis and Anne agreed.
“You certainly did Amy.” She smiled and caressed mum’s breast. “But now I think that we should all shower and change, I’ve got to do an afternoon shift at the hotel, you can eat whilst I’m there and then we can have a drink.”
Anne went off to do her shift and mum and I had a snack before getting ready to join her in the hotel where she worked part time as a receptionist, Mum was as gorgeous as ever in a smart dark blue business suit with an over the knee skirt, just long enough to hide the tops of her black, seamed stockings. She wore just a white sling bra that lifted her breasts and gave her a generous cleavage beneath the jacket and I wondered just what the hell dad had been thinking of when he left, she was sex on legs and looked it!
Anne wore a grey business suit with a pencil skirt over stockings and little pink panties and like mum she wore only a bra beneath the jacket, but even mum had to admit that her sister had the better cleavage. She waved in welcome when we walked in and told us she wouldn’t be long, so I got our drinks and we sat at the bar to watch the comings and goings, it was then that the idea came to me and I wondered if I would have the guts to do it. She was behind a waist high counter with a little door at the side and mum giggled when I told her of my plan.
“Go on then, I’ll chat to her if anyone comes in.”
She looked surprised when I let myself in by the little door and slid the bolt home before ducking down under the counter.
“We just thought we’d liven your shift up a bit,” mum said with a grin as I traced a finger up the seam of Anne’s stocking. She shivered and laughed to mum that she would kill us both when we got home.
But the laughter stopped as I reached the flesh above her stocking, I heard her speaking to someone else over the counter and she coughed as I ran both hands up over her thighs taking her skirt with them. Her bottom was hardly covered by the pretty little thong that tied at both sides, I resisted the urge to take them off her and instead, I kissed her lovely firm bum cheek.
I heard the customer asking if she was okay and then she giggled to presumably tell me that they’d gone, her other cheek was just as tasty and she wiggled her bottom sexily as I kissed the damp nylon where it disappeared between her legs. I managed to get myself into an impossible position then where I could kiss the front of her panties, she sighed but made no attempt to move away, this was one very sexy lady!
Another voice told me she was dealing with another inquiry so I eased my tongue under the tiny strip of nylon covering her slit and lapped at the juices. She coughed again and apologized to the unseen person as I unfastened her thong and allowed it to fall into my hands, I could still hear her speaking but she parted her legs for my tongue and shuddered again as I drew her prominent clitoris in between my pursed lips.
Her whole cunt seemed to be leaking then and I began to wonder if this had been such a good idea after all, but she was just like her sister and had turned the tables on me by gripping my head with her thighs, I tried all I could to free myself without giving the game away by working a finger up into her anus, but she held firm and even wiggled her bottom to let me know she was enjoying it.
There was obviously no one at the counter only mum because just as I tasted the first few drops trickling into my mouth, I heard her say with a laugh.
“I told you she was a dirty bitch!”
The front of my shirt had been splashed slightly where she’d dribbled before I realized that I actually liked it and began swallowing, she didn’t have it all her own way though. The combination of my finger fucking her rectum and my mouth clamped tightly onto her cunt brought her off to a sniffling, lip biting little orgasm, the quietest one she’d ever enjoyed she told us later. She was still on a high later on after her shift, we’d walked round the corner to a lovely little pub where I asked her whether she’d peed or not in my mouth, she blushed and giggled and admitted that she had.
“I’m sorry Anthony,” she said softly, “sometimes I just can’t resist it.”
“I liked it Anne,” I told her. “Does that make me kinky?”
She and mum both giggled and linked hands as they looked at me.
“Yes darling,” mum said with a smile. “We both think it’s fair to say that you’re probably a little bit kinky.”
She crossed her legs slowly and I saw Annes pink panties covering her sex, then I glanced down to where mums legs quite accidentally drifted apart long enough for me to see her little white panties barely covering her own little slit.
“We’ve got a bottle at home Anthony,” Anne breathed in my ear. “Would you like to continue this discussion there?”
