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Adam's Aunt Ch. 03

Will sparks fly with Adam's sister, Angie?

Christine moaned as her nephew flooded her with hot cum. She teasingly rocked her body back toward him, causing him to gasp and growl from the sensation of her pussy milking his oversensitive cock.

He pulled free, spilling a stream of their mingled juices onto the bed, and Christine sat up from her doggy-style position to pull him into a kiss.  He hesitated at first, because he’d sprayed her face with cum only a few minutes after arriving this morning, but soon forgot about that as she moaned and kissed him.

“You’d better get going.  It’s a long drive to the concert, and you don’t want to miss anything.  Look at some boobies for me,” she said with a wink and a grin.

He weakly chuckled and collapsed to the bed.  He looked over at his aunt, who got up to turn off the video camera and said, “I can’t believe we taped that.”

“You can’t always be here, and this is better than imagining you fucking me hard.”

“I guess I had better get going, but I don’t know if I can get up.”

“Relax for a few minutes, and I’ll go get you a washcloth so you can clean up.  You’re a little sticky.”

Adam was excited enough about the concert to overcome his lethargy in about ten minutes, and his aunt helped him gather up his clothes to dress.  Shortly thereafter, she sent him on his way with a final kiss and a teasing squeeze of his cock.  Then, she hurried to shower and prepare for the arrival of his older sister.

Christine dressed in a tight t-shirt and a pair of shorts, making sure that her niece’s first impression was one of casual fun.  The wait set her to pacing as she daydreamed about what she wanted to happen this week.  With an hour left before she was to leave for the airport, she couldn’t endure her need any longer.  Her clothes found a temporary home at the foot of her bed, and her rabbit vibe found a warm home buried in her depths.  She managed to clean up and dress just in time to jump in the car and head for the airport.


Angie waved when she noticed her aunt, and hurried through the terminal to where Christine waited just outside the secure area.  The first thing Christine noticed was that Angie wasn’t wearing a bra beneath her tight t-shirt, and that her shorts showed off a lot of attractive leg.  The second thing she noticed was that her niece was walking with a group of four young men who whispered to each other as she bounded up the hallway.

“It’s good to see you,” Christine said as she gathered up her niece in her arms.  She tingled all over from the contact, and had to concentrate hard not to shudder with pleasure.

“You too,” Angie answered.

“So, you coming?”  One of the young men asked as the group approached.

“What’s this?” Christine asked with a smile.

“There’s a party tomorrow, and they wanted me to come.”

“Sounds fun.  Plenty to drink, eat, and do?”  Christine questioned.

One of the young men answered, “Hell yeah.  Troy’s parents are on a cruise, so they said we could do whatever we wanted, so long as we didn’t destroy the place, and cleaned up afterwards.”

“You should come too,” one of the other men added, staring unabashedly at Christine’s body.

Christine turned to her niece.  “What do you think?  It sounds like a lot of fun.”

Angie smiled and said, “Sure, why not.”

One of the young men dug into his backpack and retrieved a flier for the party.  “That tells you how to get there.  We’ll see you both there.”

“We’ll be there,” Christine promised.  As the group walked off, she leaned in to her niece and said, “Look at those butts.  Don’t you just want to...?”  She trailed off and let out a sensual growl.

Angie blushed a little and laughed.  “They’re hot.  They talked to my boobs for the whole flight.”

“Well, they’re a little hard to miss,” Christine said with a wink.

“The flight was great, though.  I’ve never flown first class before.”

“Good.  I wanted you to enjoy it.  Now, let’s go shopping.”

Angie’s bright smile well revealed how she felt about that suggestion.


The trunk and back seat of Christine’s car were both filled with bags after five hours of unrelenting shopping.  It had taken Christine a few minutes to convince her niece to enter the last store, but in the end, she’d won the fight.

She stood in the dressing room, fighting her hungry desire with all her might as Angie changed into a new bathing suit.  The mirrors in the room ensured that she saw her niece from every angle, and her blood raced as the beautiful young blonde dressed.  She’d already watched the show once, as both women had tried on a bra and pair of panties to make sure that the store’s sizes matched what they were used to.

Angie finally got the suit on, her cheeks filling with color, and looked at herself in the mirrors.  The string bikini-top revealed nearly half of her breasts in the center, barely covering her nipples.  The bottom rode low and likewise covered little.

Christine certainly approved, and said, “That looks incredible on you.”

“It’s on me?” Angie said with a nervous chuckle.  “I’ll never keep my boobs in this thing to walk, let alone swim.”  She stretched one leg out and lifted her knee slightly.  “And look at this.”  The small triangle of cloth covering her sex had slipped enough to reveal one baby-smooth lip.

“I guess you’re right.  That’s not really meant for anything but lying on the beach, or taking off almost as soon as the right person gets a look at it.”  She laughed and said, “Try on the other one, and I’ll see what mine looks like.”

Both women changed, having selected similar suits in slightly different colors.  The bikinis didn’t really cover much more than the one Angie had already tried on, but just enough.  Angie bounced and jiggled, giving her aunt a show that nearly took her breath away, and seemed satisfied that the bikini would keep her assets properly covered.

“Perfect,” Christine said as she moved in next to her niece and draped her arm over the blonde’s shoulder.  “The guys are going to get concussions from walking into things, staring at us.”  She then adopted a feigned expression of concern and tugged down on the front of her suit to reveal her sex.  “I think I may need a trim.  My triangle is getting pretty bushy.”

Angie looked down, and Christine hoped she wasn’t imagining the spark of interest she saw in her niece’s eyes, or the darting glances she thought she’d noticed while changing.  “I sort of like how you leave it long enough to curl.  I trim mine really short.”

“It looks good.  Have you had much chance to show it off?”  Christine twitched her eyebrows and grinned.

“Aunt Christine!” Angie laughed.

“Oh, come on now,” Christine laughed back.  “I went to college too, remember?  You just have to know who you’re with.  It scares me to think about all the people I was with that I barely knew.”

“I’m pretty careful about who I sleep with.  I’m on the pill, too, but I’ve usually made guys wear condoms anyway.”

Though she didn’t come right out and say it, her tone and choice of words strongly indicated that it wasn’t only guys that she’d slept with.

“I can’t believe I just said that to you,” she continued, covering her mouth.

“Forget I’m your aunt.  We’re supposed to be having fun.  Let’s get changed and go sort through the racks for some sexy new bras and panties.  We know how their stuff fits us now, so we can just get the right size off the racks.  Then we’ll go get something to eat, have a few drinks, and go dancing.  You can tell me all the juicy details when we’re half drunk later.”

“Now I know why Mom said you were a bad influence.”

“I’m pretty good at being bad,” Christine responded, squeezing her breasts and puckering her lips outrageously to punctuate it.

Angie shook her head, laughed, and then reached for the tie on her bikini top to change out of it.  Christine followed her niece’s example, and they left the shop with two more bags to add to the collection stuffing Christine’s car.


It didn’t take Angie long to loosen up around her uninhibited aunt.  From the moment they walked into the club after dinner, Christine made it clear that she was out to party.  The pair danced, drank, and broke hearts the night through.  Christine only paid for the first of their drinks.  After that, eager men took care of the tab in the hope that it might lead to more.  Both women flirted a little for their drinks, but made it clear that they weren’t looking for anything more without being too rude.

Christine’s prediction that they would be half drunk by the time they returned home was only half right.  Both women were stumbling and thoroughly blitzed by the time the cab dropped them off at the house.  Angie collapsed on the couch next to her aunt with a laugh, which resulted in them both breaking out into gales of laughter, though neither really knew what was so funny.

Christine unbuttoned her blouse and unclasped her bra with a gasp of relief once she managed to catch her breath.  “Thank heavens.  My poor girls were suffocating.”

Angie nodded her head in agreement and then tugged up on her top to mirror her aunt’s actions.  She lifted her breasts with one hand and fanned below them once she dispensed with her bra.  She let them fall, and then glanced at her aunt’s breasts.  “Yours cut into you a little,” she said, and then traced the visible line on Christine’s breast.

Her niece’s touch sent a shiver running through Christine, and she quickly covered by saying, “That tickles.”  She sat up straighter and said, “Let’s go soak in the Jacuzzi.  I don’t think I could stand up to take a shower right now, and we have a party to go to tomorrow.”

“That sounds good.  I haven’t danced that much in a while.  I can’t feel it right now, but I bet every muscle in my body will be burning tomorrow.”

The pair supported each other as they stumbled through the house to the bathroom, and then helped keep each other upright as they undressed and sank into the tub.  Christine turned it on and let out a languid moan as the jets caressed her body.

“Oh, that’s nice,” Angie sighed, and then let her bottom slip forward as she leaned back.  Her eyes popped wide open and she let out a little “Oh,” of surprise when one of the jets tickled her folds with firm pressure.

Realizing what had happened, Christine reached for the knob on the side of the tub and asked with a twitch of her eyebrows, “Do you want me to turn it up?”

Angie laughed as she shifted so that the jet wasn’t shooting directly into the V of her legs.  “You sound like you’ve tried it before.”

“It beats leaning against the washer during the spin cycle.”

“Oh my god,” Angie laughed, her face filling with color.

Christine chuckled and said, “Sorry.  I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.  I know it’s probably creepy to hear me talking about sex.”

Angie looked over at her aunt and shrugged.  “Not really.  I don’t know why, but it doesn’t feel so weird with you.  With Mom or Aunt Karen, it makes my skin crawl.”

“Probably because I’m younger, but I hope it’s because you think of me more as a friend than an aunt.”

“I guess I do, and I’m having a lot of fun.  Thanks for flying me down here.”

“You’re welcome.”  Though she wanted to press her niece farther, she felt uncomfortable doing so when the young blonde was so drunk.  “Let’s get washed up and get in bed.  We’re probably going to feel awful for a while in the morning, and we’ll want to get that over with before the party.”

Angie sighed sadly in agreement with that prophecy.


Aunt and niece indeed felt quite delicate upon awakening late the next morning.  After a couple of miserable hours, the pair slowly recovered.  As soon as their headaches subsided, they fell into the important task of choosing what to wear over their bikinis, knowing that they certainly would need more than the minuscule covering this early in the year, once evening wore on.

Christine found the place easily enough, and the vast numbers of cars parked all along the circular drive showed that there were plenty of people in attendance.  Loud music indicated that the party was already in full swing.  Arrows directed the partygoers to the beach behind the house.  Young men hurried to hand Christine and Angie drinks almost as soon as they appeared at the back of the house.

Well remembering their morning, neither woman drank much – just enough to get a good buzz.  They spent the day admiring bronzed young men and attractive women in various states of undress, joining in volleyball games and dancing the day away.  It was a little cold to go in the ocean despite the unseasonably warm weather, but the pool provided both women with an opportunity to try out their new bikinis.

As the evening wore on and the alcohol continued to flow, the party grew even more rowdy.  Women’s inhibitions vanished, and so did their tops.  Angie was just inebriated enough to lose some of her control as well, and Christine received undeniable confirmation that her niece found women sexually attractive when Angie’s eyes automatically lingered on any girl that shed clothing.

Almost inevitably, someone brought out stacks of white t-shirts and announced a wet t-shirt contest.  A prize of three hundred dollars encouraged participation, and several men ended up donating their own shirts to provide enough for the volunteers.

Christine didn’t wait for things to reach that stage, however.  As soon as she realized what was going on, she tugged her niece toward the house with a crooked grin.  A steady stream of women filed into the house, emerging a minute or two later clad in white t-shirts.  A pair of girls volunteered to guard the room against prying eyes while everyone else changed.  Soon enough, Christine led her niece toward the pool where the contest would take place.  Both had chosen to wear only a t-shirt and their bikini bottoms.

Christine and Angie both squealed as the organizer of the contest turned the hose upon them and the other contestants, the sound merging with the cheers of the spectators and the thumping music.

It took nearly thirty minutes to narrow the field down to ten by applause.  Christine and Angie were amongst the remaining contestants, their provocative poses and skimpy bikini bottoms garnering loud applause.  Christine leaned in and whispered to her niece as the organizer began moving down the line, calling for the crowd to make noise for each woman.  Angie broke out into laughter and shook her head, mouthing, No way.

When the young man moved in behind Angie and poured another pitcher of water over her before raising his hand to call for applause, Christine said, “Three hundred dollars.  Do it.”

“Oh my god,” Angie laughed, and then pulled up her shirt.

The crowd erupted into thunderous applause, and loud screams of approval.  Angie threw caution to the wind, jiggling and blowing kisses to keep the applause growing.

Christine didn’t even wait for the young man to pour water over her.  She pulled off her t-shirt and let the water cascade over her bare breasts.  She received the same thunderous response as her niece.

The final woman in the group saw the writing on the wall, and she also bared her breasts for the crowd.  Several of the other seven women scowled with murder in their eyes.

The field narrowed down to five, naturally including the three who’d bared their breasts.  “You know what’s next,” Christine leaned in to say to her niece.  A second later, the first of the remaining contestants dropped her shorts to the ground.

“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” Angie shouted to her aunt, but she didn’t hesitate in shedding her bikini bottom, even as Christine did the same.

The five women jockeyed for attention, posing and dancing for the crowd.  The organizer sat back and let the women go, as they steadily grew bolder.  Two of the women on the opposite end from Angie and her aunt conferred for a moment, and then locked lips in a kiss, letting their hands roam over each other.  

The crowd roared its approval.

Christine reached out and stroked her niece’s arm.  Once again, she’d reached a moment of truth.  “Do you want to win?”  She asked with a twitch of her eyebrows.

“This is so crazy!”  Angie responded.

“It’s fun, though.  Let’s win you that money.”  With that, Christine stepped forward and put one hand on her niece’s taut bottom.  Angie did the same as she leaned in to kiss her aunt.

Christine shivered as she kissed her niece, feeling the younger blonde stiffen for a moment.  Then, Angie’s kiss took on a passionate quality, her tongue dancing with her aunt’s and her hands roaming over Christine’s back and bottom.

Fully caught up in the moment, Christine let her fingers creep along the cleft of Angie’s buttocks as they kissed.  She reached forward between her niece’s legs and slipped her finger into the blonde’s wet heat.

Angie gasped and kissed her aunt harder.  A few seconds later, she pulled away and let a wave of pleasure roll through her body.  Christine stroked her fingertip into Angie’s pussy, and rubbed her breasts against her niece’s.  Angie reached between their bodies and let her fingers play over Christine’s folds.

No longer even paying attention to the crowd, Christine bent down to take one of Angie’s nipples between her lips.  The blonde’s free hand settled on the back of her aunt’s head, and she stroked her finger deeper into Christine’s slippery canal.  When Christine released her niece’s small nipple, Angie leaned in to suckle the stiff tip of her aunt’s right breast.

Caught up in her own desire, Christine didn’t catch the organizer’s announcement for a few seconds.  Angie realized what he had said at the same time, and looked up to find the organizer holding out three hundred-dollar bills, continuing to call for applause for the winners of the contest.

Angie let her finger slip free of her aunt’s pussy and brought the moist digit to her lips.  Christine did the same, and then both women licked their fingers clean to the sound of even louder approval from the crowd.

Angie’s face filled with color as she accepted the money, but desire still lingered in her eyes.  Christine bent to retrieve their bikini bottoms, but left the sodden t-shirts where they lay.  The two women walked back to the house for their clothes with their right hands clasped, and their bikini bottoms swinging on the left.

“Do you want to go home?”  Christine asked in a sultry, hopeful tone as she picked up her clothing.

Angie nodded, now drinking in her aunt’s nude body without any pretense of secrecy.

“Hurry.  Let’s get dressed and go.”

Christine and her niece pulled on their clothes, not bothering to put on their bikinis under the clothing again.  They left the party without preamble and hurried to the car.

Once she started the car, Christine looked over at her niece and said, “Are you okay?”

A sexy smile spread across Angie’s face as she nodded.

“I want you,” Christine breathed, leaning in close.

“I want you too,” Angie answered, and then kissed her aunt.

As soon as their lips parted, Christine put the car in gear.


The trip had felt like years to Christine.  She could tell from the look in Angie’s eyes and her touches that her niece felt the same.  They didn’t speak when Christine pulled into the garage.  They simply got out of the car and proceeded directly to the bedroom.

Christine walked hand-in-hand with her niece to the bed, and then turned to face the beautiful blonde.  Angie’s blue eyes locked with her aunt’s green ones, and both women breathed rapidly in anticipation.  Their hands moved to each other’s waists, and then they stepped together simultaneously.

This kiss was far more ardent than any they had yet shared.  All the hunger of their repressed desire emerged in that kiss, which lasted for several minutes.  Angie made the first move when their lips parted, tugging upward on her aunt’s shirt.  Christine lifted her arms to allow her niece to remove the obscuring cloth, and then sensually slid her arms down the blonde’s body to gather up the tail of Angie’s shirt.

Once Angie’s shirt fell to the floor, Christine tugged her niece to the bed.  Kneeling on the mattress, they kissed again.  Their stiff nipples tickled each other, and Angie squeezed the brunette’s bottom while Christine ran her fingers through her niece’s blonde tresses.

Christine’s lips slipped downward to kiss her niece’s neck, and Angie’s hands roamed upward to her aunt’s back.  The brunette traced several kisses up and down her niece’s neck, and then let the tip of her tongue slide upward from Angie’s shoulder to her ear.  Christine suckled her niece’s earlobe, drawing a high-pitched moan from the younger blonde.

Angie pulled away, causing her aunt to release her earlobe with a wet little slurp, and then kissed the brunette’s shoulders where they flowed upward into her neck.  Her next kiss was on her aunt’s breastbone, and then she slipped lower.

Christine moaned as her niece placed feather-light kisses on the firm globes of her breasts, arching her back to thrust them toward the blonde.  Angie let out an excited moan as she took her aunt’s right nipple between her lips, the touch more a kiss than a suck.  She repeated the action several times, and then moved across her aunt’s body so that the stiff bud’s twin wouldn’t feel lonely.

Once again, Christine took over.  She guided her niece up into another kiss, their tongues slipping over each other in an erotic dance.  Then, she leaned down to flick the tip of her tongue over Angie’s nipples, moving back and forth between them rapidly, her breath hot against her niece’s skin.  She finally sucked one of the pale pink tips between her lips and leaned forward to guide Angie’s back down to the bed.

The two shared a sexy smile when Angie’s back settled to the mattress, and Christine released the nipple between her lips.  She then dragged her fingertips down the blonde’s tummy to her niece’s shorts and hooked two fingers beneath the cloth.  Angie lifted her bottom, allowing Christine to pull the shorts down, and then lifted her feet and pulled her knees back so her aunt could remove them completely.  Christine licked her lips with a quiet gasp when her niece parted her legs wide.

Christine kissed from the blonde’s right knee down to her thigh, and then wriggled her tongue along the crease where her niece’s leg met her body.  Angie moaned approvingly the whole while, and Christine let out a purr when the scent of her niece’s arousal filled her lungs.  She repeated the teasing journey on Angie’s left leg, and then moved to hover over her niece’s sex, letting her hot breath kiss the blonde’s folds.

A sharp, excite gasp escaped Christine as her niece’s hands pressed her insistently toward the pink vision below her.  She playfully resisted for a moment, drawing a frustrated moan from the blonde.  She wanted the exact same thing her niece wanted, so she only resisted for a fraction of a second.

Angie let out a loud, warbling cry as Christine wriggled the tip of her tongue between her niece’s nether lips, moaning from the taste of the blonde’s bittersweet wetness.  She parted Angie’s lips with her fingers, giving her better access to the pink interior, and then pressed her tongue in deep for a better taste.

Her niece wriggled and twitched beneath her as Christine’s tongue flicked and probed.  She glanced up frequently to see the blonde staring downward, watching as her aunt licked her pussy so well.  Christine built the blonde’s fires slowly, keeping the pressure on the swollen bud at the apex of Angie’s lips light and teasing.  When Angie once again pressed down on her head, Christine sucked her niece’s clit between her lips and wiggled her head back and forth.

Angie yelped and bucked her hips up toward her aunt’s sucking mouth, bringing a chuckle to Christine’s sucking lips.  The brunette released her niece’s clit with a wet slurp, and then rose to pull down her own shorts.  She discarded them with a coquettish smile, and then leaned back into the V of Angie’s legs.

Christine sensually sucked her middle finger to wet it, and then wriggled it between her niece’s nether lips.  “Tell me you want me to.  Say my name.  It really turns me on.”

“Mmm – lick my pussy, Aunt Christine.”

Christine shivered and then pushed her finger in deep.  She slowly stroked the digit as she leaned in to flick her tongue over her niece’s folds again.  Angie bucked and wiggled as the pace of her breathing increased, her aunt’s finger and tongue pushing her steadily up her mountain of pleasure.

Angie let out a disappointed, pleading moan when her aunt pulled her finger free and sat up on her knees.  She was on the verge of tumbling into orgasm, and the sudden lack of stimulation left a painful ache in her sex.  Christine fell down to her hands above her niece, and then kissed her passionately.  Angie continued to whimper and tried to rub her folds against her aunt’s leg, desperately needing to come.

“Do you taste good?”  Christine asked as the blonde sucked her own juices from her aunt’s tongue.

“Oh yes,” Angie breathed, and then slipped out her tongue to gather up her nectar from the brunette’s chin.  She looked up into her aunt’s eyes and begged, “Please.”

“Please what?”  Christine teased, suddenly taking her niece’s nipple in her mouth and sucking it hard.

“Please make me come, Aunt Christine.  Oh – please make me come.”

Christine sucked her niece’s nipple up hard, and then let it pop from her lips with a smile.  She sucked two fingers this time as she sat up and scooted back into position.

A low growl rumbled from Angie’s throat as Christine pushed her two moist digits into her niece’s clinging sheath.  She stroked them at a quick, steady pace, looking up into the blonde’s eyes and licking her lips.

“Please,” Angie begged again.  “Make me come, Aunt Christine.”

Christine slipped back between her niece’s legs and traced the tip of her tongue over the blonde’s folds, drawing a needy moan.  Then, without warning, she sucked Angie’s hood and clit into her mouth with a hungry growl.

Angie squealed with delight as her aunt sucked hard.  The brunette probed her niece’s clit with her tongue as she sucked, and shook her head as well.  Her thrusting fingers moved faster, pushing the blonde toward her precipice in a rush.

Christine moaned around her niece’s bud when Angie let out a series of ever-louder yelps, each increasing in pitch and closer than the last.  Then, Angie erupted in a primal scream of release, her back arching up high and her hands holding her aunt tight against her sex.

Christine didn’t relent, continuing to stroke her fingers and suck with wild abandon.  Angie’s bottom fell heavily to the bed as the blonde screamed again, her fingers fisting in her aunt’s dark tresses as she continued to come.  She twitched and thrashed as pulses of orgasmic energy shot through her body again and again, her voice growing dry and hoarse from vocalizing her ecstasy.

When her niece coughed and sucked in a desperate, gasping breath, Christine let her fingers slide free of the blonde’s depths and released her with a final kiss on her niece’s hood.  Angie curled up and tightly pressed her hands over her sex, continuing to twitch and yelp as the aftershocks of her orgasm rocked her body.  Christine sucked her niece’s juices from her fingers with a satisfied moan, stroking the blonde’s bottom with her other hand while Angie recovered.

“Oh. My. God,” Angie panted when she managed to draw enough breath to speak.

“Good?”  Christine purred.

“I don’t think I’ve ever come that hard,” she managed to gasp in response, and then sucked in a series of rapid, panting breaths.

Christine gave her niece a minute or two to catch her breath, and then lay down next to the blonde to kiss her tenderly.  She traced her fingers over her niece’s flushed skin when their lips parted, smiling and looking deep into Angie’s blue eyes.  “When did you find out you liked girls?”

“After my first party at college.  Jenny – she’s my roommate – and I got really drunk.  When we got home, we were both really horny and we started talking about sex.  The next thing I know, she was between my legs and I was coming.”

“It was pretty much the same for me,” Christine revealed.

The color in Angie’s cheeks darkened and she turned away for a moment, prompting her aunt to ask, “What?”

“This is so embarrassing.  I was reading this story one night after you called me, about a girl and her aunt, and I ended up getting myself off thinking about you.”

Christine laughed and patted her niece’s bottom.  “I’m going through batteries like you wouldn’t believe.  I’ve got myself off a dozen times thinking about you.”


“Mmm hmm,” Christine moaned in response, and then kissed the blonde’s shoulder.  “Do it for me?”

Angie drew in a deep breath and moaned as she put her elbows beneath her to sit up.

Christine shook her head and twitched her eyebrows.  She then swung one leg over her niece’s body and scooted forward.

Angie gripped her aunt’s bottom and pulled the brunette toward her.  As soon as she could reach, she gave Christine’s pussy a quick, broad-tongued stroke along the entire length of her nether lips.

Christine gasped as her niece devoured her.  There was no other word to describe the eager lapping and sucking of the blonde beneath her.  Angie’s lips and tongue tantalized every inch of Christine’s folds, the sensations sharp and ever changing.  Caught up in the intensity, Christine ground her sex into the blonde’s face, smearing her niece with creamy wetness as she soared upward toward her peak.

The increased flow of her aunt’s juices brought delighted moans to Angie’s throat as she pushed the brunette toward orgasm.  Intoxicated by Christine’s scent filling her lungs and the flavor of her juices flooding her mouth, Angie sucked her aunt’s pussy feverishly.

“God yes, Angie.  Lick my pussy.  I’m going to come so hard,” Christine half-growled as the electric itch of her impending climax grew stronger by the second.

Christine threw her head back and opened her mouth in a silent scream.  She held her breath unconsciously as her muscles tightened.  She released that breath in a squeal as she exploded into orgasm, her head snapping forward to cover her eyes in her dark hair.  She pushed her pussy hard against her niece’s face and leaned forward to support her weight on the headboard with trembling arms.

Her orgasm held her in perfect bliss for long seconds, and then she sagged in exhaustion as the initial shock finally released her.  She backed away a little to let her niece breathe, but couldn’t help rhythmically bucking her hips forward as the blonde continued to lick and suck her quivering folds.

When a particularly violent jolt of post-orgasmic delight rocked her body, Christine lurched away from Angie’s mouth, leaving a trail of her juices on the blonde’s chest.  She panted for breath, her eyes tightly closed and her whole body quivering in ecstasy.  It took her several tries to lift her leg over Angie’s body to collapse on the bed.  Her niece stroked her back as she came down from her peak, moaning approvingly.

Christine opened her eyes with a gasp that sounded almost like a bark and chuckled when Angie grinned in response.  Seeing her juices coating the blonde’s face from the tip of her nose to her chin, Christine summoned up the energy to kiss her niece and clean her wetness from Angie’s face.  Afterward, she fell heavily to the bed again.

Aunt and niece snuggled their nude bodies together, and soon drifted off into slumber, tingling in the afterglow of their climaxes.


Christine awakened before her blonde niece the next morning, and a mischievous smile spread across her face as the sleep fog left her mind.  She crept out of the bed and retrieved her camcorder from where she’d left it in the closet.  Within the walk-in closet, she cued the tape up to where she wanted it, and then snuck back into the bedroom to hook it up to the television.

With the remote for the camcorder and television in hand, Christine slipped back into the bed.  She turned the television on, turned up the volume a little, and then hit play on the camcorder remote.

Angie started awake as the tape started, sitting up and blinking her eyes against the light streaming into the room.

Christine turned down the volume and said, “Sorry, I didn’t know it was that loud.  Good morning.”

Angie let out a little moan and said, “Good morning.”  She looked at the television and chuckled when her eyes focused enough to realize what she was seeing.  She watched the thick cock slamming into her screaming aunt onscreen and asked, “What’s this?”

“Just watch,” Christine replied cryptically, teasing her niece’s nipple with one finger of her left hand.

After a minute or so, Christine screamed in orgasm on the screen, quickly followed by a growling cry from the man fucking her.  When his head dropped into view of the camera as his strength drained from him with his cum, Angie covered her mouth and gasped.  She looked over at her aunt with wide eyes and exclaimed, “That’s Adam.”

“Mmm hmm.  He has a gorgeous cock, doesn’t he?”

Angie giggled and nodded her head, her face flooding with color.

Christine leaned in and kissed her niece.  She then traced kisses to the blonde’s ear and whispered, “How would you like to have it deep inside you?  Fucking you so hard and making you come until you can’t see straight, and then filling you full of cum.”

Angie trembled and her hand drifted between her legs without conscious thought.

“Do you want it?  Do you want your brother’s big cock?”

“Yes,” she gasped, watching Adam slip free of her aunt’s folds on the screen, trailing strands of their mingled juices from her pussy to his cock.

Christine purred and kissed her niece again.  “Let’s go get something to eat, and then I’ll call him.”

Angie nodded, her eyes still locked on the television screen until the image vanished, replaced by blue screen when the tape ended.

Christine smiled, knowing she was halfway to fulfilling the next part of her fantasy already.


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