…continued from part two…
The first blast of cum that shot from my teetering cock shot across my cousin’s ass and hit my Aunty Jody directly in the stomach.
Her surprise and angst of finding her daughter with her cousin balls deep in her ass was only then matched with the equally abstract experience of watching her nephew pull his cock from her depths the moment she stumbled across our situation.
I’d seen Jody after it was already too late. I simply couldn’t hold myself back any longer. I’d seen her in my peripheral vision just as I withdrew my aching cock from Harriet’s ass.
I’d had a moment of absolute panic, thinking it could be any of our relatives or friends who had found us in this somewhat compromising situation. When I realized it was Jody, I relaxed a little, only because I knew that she didn’t really have any right to be completely offended or disgusted. After all, I’d had my tongue inside her pussy and my cock in her mouth only a couple of days ago.
Granted, we hadn’t had intercourse, but Jesus, I wanted to. I couldn’t help but feel that she was the same.
“What the fuck is going on!” Jody had exclaimed a moment before my first rope of cum had blasted across her daughter’s back and hit her directly in the stomach, on the formal white business shirt she’d worn during dinner and the follow-up outing.
She recoiled backwards as the white projectile splattered across her shirt.
“Oh shit! Sorry Jody!” I stammered.
Inside me, a devil had been awakened. I thought not of hiding my cock and slinking off into the shadows of the room. Rather, I kept jerking my cock, this time directing myself away from my aunt and lining myself up with Harriet's back.
Boom!
My second blast traced a line up my cousin’s back, reaching the base of her neck. Given that I had been able to time these two first shots for the maximum distance, I knew the rest would be rapid fire and less explosive.
To keep the excitement going, I aimed my cock tip at Harriet's wet ass opening and pressed my pulsating cock inside her once more, this time while her mother watched me.
As I leaned on her from behind, I could feel the convulsions continue as sperm repeatedly spewed out of my manliness and now settled inside Harriet's anal passage.
Each time I shuddered, I could feel more and more DNA shoot inside her.
Each time I shuddered, I pressed deeper and deeper inside her.
Each time I shuddered, I could feel my auntie’s eyes boring into me from her position to my left.
Eventually, my balls came to rest against Harriet's buttocks. I grasped her pelvis from each side as I drew her further onto me. I tried to get more and more of my venous, thick member inside her.
My head rocked back as the last wave's orgasm washed over me.
When I’d finished, Harriet looked up at her mother, who in turn was looking down on us both with a bewildered and confused expression.
Jody looked from us, down over her shirt that now had my ejaculate running down towards the hem, threatening to drip onto her pants and then the floor. It became more and more liquid as the added temperature of the room took its effect.
The cum trace up Harriet's back started to do the same.
Jody broke the silence. “I don’t know where to fucking start with this…”
Harriet spoke. “Mom, it was all an accident. We didn’t mean t…”
“Don’t start trying to shift the blame, Harriet!” Jody shot out over her daughter.
“I’m not trying to shift the blame, Mom.”
It was my turn to speak or confess. “Jody, seriously, I know this is wrong, but no one got hurt. No one besides us knows. This isn’t something that has happened before. It was my cock inside your daughter, to be fair, so don’t just blame her.”
“I am aware of that. Jesus, how the fuck did you fit it in there, anyway?”
Picking up on the subtle softening of her mother’s position, Harriet added the bombshell: “Mom, this all started because I watched you two on the hilltop a couple of days ago.”
Jody’s expression dropped.
“Oh, honey. I didn’t mean t…”
Cutting her off, Harriet continued. “It’s ok. I didn’t mind. I know how Dad treats you.”
Jody tried to reason, “Honey, we didn’t end up doing anyth…”
“I know exactly what you did and didn’t do, and like I said, I don’t mind, Mom.”
Harriet leaned away from me. We’d been having this conversation with my cock installed in the depths of her ass. As my cock departed her depths, a line of semen ran out of her opening and ran down her pussy lips, then dripped onto the wooden floorboards beneath us.
Seeing this, Jody muttered, “I can’t fucking believe this. This holiday, I swear, is the strangest thing that has ever happened to his family.”
Harriet stood over her jumpsuit and hoisted her jumpsuit over her buxom chest and began to fasten the buttons.
Jody lifted the hem of her shirt and used it to collect the remnants of my cock juice to stop it dripping by patting it with the dry material. She then extended one sleeve over her hand and used it to wipe up the cum that had dripped out of her daughter and onto the floor.
“Both of you.” Jody looked at us. “Go to your own spaces and stop this right now. It’s getting crazy. Imagine if your father saw this!”
I looked up at my aunty. Her eyes, although laced with seriousness, had a look of arousal. Her pupils were undeniably dilated, and her lips were pursed.
“Good night, Jody. Good night, Harriet.” I murmured as I tucked my dick away and put on my own shorts before shuffling to my own sleeping quarters.
THREE MONTHS LATER
A very quiet passage of time had passed between that night and now. I had tried to curtail my thoughts of the family vacation. Back at college, I’d fallen back into the day-to-day life.
I opened my email browser to check my personal account.
There was a message from Uncle Neil.
My heart sank for a second. Was I in a world-ending tangle that had somehow reared its head high enough for my uncle to find?
After all, I’d pleasured his wife with my tongue while she sucked my cock, then I’d fucked his daughter and blown all over her, then fucked her again, in the ass, at her request.
Not only that, but we’d also been discovered by his wife, who had, I thought, kept quiet about the whole thing.
The title gave me some option to breathe somewhat normally:“Drink Tasting”
It began: “Greetings, young man.” I couldn’t help but smirk to myself. Good old Neil trying to assert dominance over me already.
“Some friends and I are having a drink-tasting challenge at my house in a few weeks. I need a suitable person to serve the drinks, with the said person maintaining the secrecy of each drink so that each participant can form an opinion before the scores are tallied at the end of the evening. Each beverage is a small sample, with approximately fifteen choices.
Your role would be to serve the drinks, clean up after each round, and keep an accurate list of the order in which each beverage is served.
Yours was one of the names we came up with as a suitable person. My family won’t be participating but will be around. I will, of course, reimburse you for your time.”
My mind instantly went to the type of reimbursement I’d accept. My brain surprised me sometimes with the conniving and scheming that went on.
I instantly typed a reply, accepting the offer and hoping it would be a good night for Neil and his friends.
Neil and Jody’s house was a simple-looking one from the street; however, the leafy front yard hid a spacious back deck and pool area, with an ample outdoor grill area, surrounded by high timber fencing.
Unlike most houses of that age, they had changed the layout after some recent renovations. The master bedroom now sat at the back of the house, overlooking the manicured backyard and its various recreations. Harriet now stayed in the old master bedroom at the front of the house, and Tyler had the other bedroom when he was home from his travels and education.
Jody answered the door when I rang the bell. She looked me up and down before stepping aside to let me in. She hugged me as we always did. As we embraced, she whispered, “No one knows, so you can relax.”
I replied, “Was this your idea?”
She smiled slyly. “Kind of. I couldn’t push too hard. I could only plant the seed in his head and hope he decided you’d be the best option.”
We walked through the house and met with Neil. His usual banter and overly confident self were there again. He offered a rundown of the event and advice on how to best run it.
Through discussion, it turned out that Jody didn’t want to do the serving, as she felt it would objectify her too much, plus she had a long run planned that evening. Tyler was away, and Neil wasn’t comfortable with Harriet serving, as she was still under the drinking age, and he thought that wouldn’t be a good look in front of his friends.
Harriet came down the hallway to join us a few minutes after my arrival. Her tight white long-sleeved running top gave me reason to concentrate on the floor and observe my shoelaces, especially after noticing that she’d paired it with a set of pink running tights that did all sorts of positive things for her legs and ass. The last thing I wanted was to be caught staring at her while her father was in the room.
“I’ve taken up running!” She told me in front of her parents as she moved across the room. As she got near me, she leaned in close to me… “I’ve seen what it can do for a girl…”
My heart jumped.
Jody herself was still in her business workwear. She wore a two-piece pink open-crop business jacket and knee-length skirt with matching fake buttons on the skirt. Under the jacket she wore a plain white shirt. The jacket accentuated her neckline, the skirt her firm legs and ass, and the shirt flaunted her narrow waist and firm, full bust.
Her hair was pulled back into a loose ponytail, with a section of fringe deliberately teased forward, over one eye, and tucked in behind her ear.
My heart jumped again.
Jody stated that she wouldn’t be waiting for the end of the challenge before she headed off on her run.
That was fine with me and all others assembled. I had another plan altogether.
Fifteen minutes later, the guests arrived. All in all, there were 5 guests, with Neil making up the sixth participant.
My job was easy. Keep a list of the order each drink was served. Each participant sampled the drink and then marked which option it was from a sheet they were given.
The fun began about ten minutes later. It was time to put my plan into action.
Each time I served a beverage, I ensured Neil had a touch more than his friends. This had him on the road and having a relaxed evening quicker than his friends. After the first four drinks, I noticed he was already getting rambunctious. I continued to top his up further and further. He got louder and louder. His guests were also comfortably numb by this time, so I was pretty relaxed about the events as they transpired.
Although not participating or serving, Harriet kept me company.
She saw what I was up to… “That’s a bit cheeky, isn’t it?”
“Yep.” I agreed. “I want him to have a good night!”
“So do I,” she replied. “You know, I’ve been thinking about you a bit over the last few months. That was fucking crazy, hey.”
“Yeah. It was for sure.” I concurred with her.
“It was fun, though. I don’t think Mom knew what to think of it.”
As we spoke, Jody came into the room. She’d changed into a running outfit.
A truly sexy running outfit.
“Jesus Christ!” I exclaimed as I saw her. You don’t want to be objectified out the back, but you wear something that fucking sexy in here!”
“Oh please,” my aunt started. “Don’t start with me again. This doesn’t get us anywhere good, does it?”
“It looks pretty fucking good from here.” I rebutted.
Jody wore a black sleeveless one-piece running suit with a cross-over back. Her legs were covered to the base of her ass cheeks by the short, tight material. Her arms and chest were accentuated by the sleeveless design and form-fitting cut of the suit.
“That’d look better in the pool in my opinion.” I admitted.
“Fucking hell! I am your aunty!” Jody stated bluntly, albeit with a smirk. She nodded towards Harriet. “And she’s your cousin!”
“Aware of both of those facts, Aunty. Now please excuse me while I go and get your husband more drunk than he already is.” I took the next sample out to the table for the impatient group.
When I came back, there were three shot glasses lined up in the kitchen. One was still full. “That’s yours, cowboy!” Harriet exclaimed. We’ve had ours. A little vodka to settle down the angst in here.
I downed my shot, then busied myself preparing the next samples for the group.
When I got back, there was another shot lined up for me. I threw it down the hatch.
Harriet sat with me in the kitchen, while Jody continued to fuss about getting ready for her run.
“You know what, Jody?” I stated. “Just go out there and say goodbye to the group and pretend you’re heading off.
“Why on earth would I do that?” came her reply.
“Oh, I don’t know. I just feel that there’s more fun to be had here than on a run. Besides, there are only three more samples to go, and they’re heading off into town for dinner afterwards, right?”
Jody hesitated. “Yep, they’re going for dinner after they’re finished here.”
Harriet jumped from her seat. “I’ll go and see how they’re going.” She wandered out and chatted with the guests for a few minutes.
I turned to Jody while we were alone. “Ok, all bets are off. I think you should go and say goodbye. When they leave, meet me in your pool. You look so amazing!”
My aunt’s stare steeled, she jumped from her seat and walked past me, brushing my cock with her hand as she strode past, causing it to jump in my black trousers.
Jody’s hand grasped the sliding door handle as she pulled it open.
“Hey all, I’m off for my run. Have a great night!” She slid the door closed to a shower of goodbyes and cries of "thanks for hosting" from the assembled guests.
As she walked towards the front door, she looked me in the eyes before uttering, “You are a fucking menace, you know that, right!”
I replied, “I can’t wait to slip off those shoulder straps.” She smiled as she went out the front door and closed it behind her.
I had three remaining samples to serve the guests. I’d deliberately left the spirits until last. They were all boutique mixes with various fruits and additions. We’d agreed that I’d serve them all with the same mixer to try and stop the instant recognition based on that alone. I’d planned each of the last three tasters to be mixed with progressively less mixer and more total volume.
Between the last two rounds, I glimpsed a shadow make its way to the pool edge and wait behind the cabana at the shallow end. As I brought the second-last round’s drink vessels back inside, I flicked the light off that lit up that end of the pool. By the end of the last round, everyone was rowdy, hooting and hollering and ready to head into town for the dinner and, no doubt, more drinks. I saw the dark shadow slip into the water as the guests made their way inside.
I quickly cleaned up and said my farewells, saying to Neil that I was meeting some buddies around the corner at a local bar. He thanked me profusely through an unsteady stance and a wandering eye.
“I’ll order you all an Uber,” Harriet offered to her father.
“Thank you, honey.” He replied. “That is a great idea. I’ve just got to get changed into something a bit better for dinner.”
That was the last thing I heard as I closed the front door behind me. I made my way around to the side of the house and quietly jumped the back fence into the backyard.
Turning off the light had been a masterstroke. I could see clearly into the house, with the curtains opened, but the people in the house couldn’t see me due to the light differential.
I started to strip. “Fuck it.” I thought, casting hesitation to the side as I took off everything and slung it over the back fence before sliding into the warm water.
The water was very warm. I estimated it to be about 88 degrees. As I tried to minimize the sloshing as I immersed myself in the water, I submerged my head and came up and continued to the deeper section of the pool, nearer the house.
In the shadows, I could make out a figure. I moved towards it.
“Hi there.” Came a muffled voice. My aunt had been waiting for a while. She turned to face me. I thrust out my arms and wrapped them around her and brought her in close to me. I didn’t say a thing as I kissed her straight immediately with a lust that had been building for months on end.
She responded by pushing up on me tighter and kissing me back with the same enthusiasm I had initiated. Her tongue slid inside my mouth as I reached for her running outfit's shoulder straps.
“I’ve been waiting for this.” I whispered as I slid off her right, then left, shoulder strap and gently guided them down to her waist.
Movement caught our attention some eight feet away. Inside...
