I licked boldly at Aunt Cheryl’s pussy. My tongue licked through her hot folds, her curly pubic hairs tickling my lips and cheeks. I gathered Clint’s salty cum and the wonderful, spicy juices of Aunt Cheryl’s pussy. She moaned and shuddered as my tongue licked up to her clit, pink and hard and throbbing as I lapped at it.
“Oh, yes, lick Aunty Cheryl’s pussy. Mmm, you are just a submissive slut for my son. Oh, yes, you’re my son’s slave.”
Slave! That was a wonderful word.
“My chief slave,” Clint added, twisting his mom’s nipple. Hard. She gasped, shuddering, humping against my voice. “Right, Mom?”
“Yes, yes,” moaned Aunt Cheryl. “Your slave. Mmm, just like your father. So sexy, Clint. My sexy boy. I raised a sexy man to master me.”
Her hand moved down his body as I licked again and again. I gathered the cum like I was licking an ice cream cone, but one had never tasted so good. So naughty I devoured the incestuous mix as I loved my aunt. My hands wrapped about her thighs, holding her as I licked and nuzzled, taking long drags.
“My cock is all wet,” groaned Clint as his mom reached his pubic hair. “You got me dirty, Mom. And you know the rules of the house.”
“Clean up your mess or face the belt,” moaned Aunt Cheryl. It was one of Uncle Clinton’s sayings. Since my dad, the sperm donor, ran out on my mom while she was pregnant with Lee, Uncle Clinton kept the discipline in my household, too. Lee and I had been been spanked by Uncle Clinton. Maybe that was why our families lived next door.
“That’s right,” groaned Clint as his mom brought his cock to her lips and licked at the half-hard shaft, cleaning up her pussy juices from him.
“Oh, that’s hot,” I groaned. “Lick his cock, slave. Please my man. I want you to make him hard again.”
“Yes, Miss,” moaned Aunt Cheryl. And she licked again, swirling her tongue around the crown of his dick as her hips humped against my lips.
My pussy was on fire as I licked and nuzzled at my aunt’s cunt. I probed my tongue into her silky sheath, savoring the heat and warmth as I quested for more of my cousin’s jizz. Aunt Cheryl’s lips sealed over Clint’s dick, cheeks hollowing as she sucked hard on her son’s cock.
Clint groaned, gripping his mom’s dyed-blonde hair as she swallowed all of his half-hard dick. Clint’s muscles rippled as he shuddered. I bet his dick was throbbing hard in his mom’s mouth, getting ready for round two.
Oh, this was so hot.
I sucked on my aunt’s clit, nipping, making her moan and gasp before I nuzzled back at her pussy lips. I probed a final time, searching for any more salty treat, but all of Clint’s cum was gone. I had licked it all up.
“That’s it, Mom,” groaned Clint. “You nasty slave. Mmm, you’re my Mommy-slave. You’ll do anything in the world I tell you. You’ll help me fuck your sister. And your daughters. Both of them. Alicia and Zoey. And you’ll help me discipline bratty Lee into acting like a proper eighteen-year-old.”
Aunt Cheryl moaned so loud about his dick. Her hips bucked, grinding her pussy against my face. Her pillowy tits jiggled. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked hard while her juices flooded into my licking mouth. Spicy cream poured past my lips and coated my throat with their passion as I swallowed.
She came.
She backed hard, moaning louder and louder as she gobbled her son’s hardening cock. She bucked. The idea of her son fucking her daughter set her off. Her eyes were squeezed shut. I held on to her thighs, licking at her juices, savoring the hot delight of contributing to her orgasm while my pussy clenched and ached, needing to be satiated.
“Fuck,” Clint groaned. “You just came, you nasty slut.” He pinched her nipple. “You want me to fuck my sisters. You want me to pop Alicia’s eighteen-year-old cherry. To make my little sister howl on my dick. And you want to witness as I bend Zoey over the counter and teach her to respect me. To stop calling me squirt and realize I am the man of the house.”
“Your mom does want to help you, Clint,” I moaned, lifting my dripping face. “She squirted, Clint. That’s how hard she came.”
“Fuck,” Clint groaned, ripping his cock from his mom’s mouth. He was fully hard, his dick throbbing before me. “Mommy-slave, get Melody’s ass ready. I need to break in every one of my girl’s holes.”
My ass clenched. Anal? “Doesn’t that hurt?”
He stared at me. “And?”
“And I want you to fuck my ass, Clint,” I moaned despite my fears. He wanted this. So I would make a gift to him. I spun around, kneeling, pointing my ass at him. “Take me. I’m yours, Clint. I always have been. I’ve wanted to be your woman, your wife, since we were kids.”
Aunt Cheryl laughed. “And everyone knew that you had such a crush on your brother.”
I blinked. Clint and I said, “Brother?” at the same time.
* * *
Clint Elliston
My dick throbbed hard as I wrenched my eyes from my submissive cousin’s tight ass, her shaved pussy glistening between her sleek thighs, to the tattoo on my mom’s left breast. Over her heart. It was a triangle with three letters inside it. The letter C at the top point while a second letter C and a V were at the lower two corners.
I traced it, touching the top C. “Clinton,” I said then moved down. “Cheryl and Vicky. You were both Dad’s sex slaves.”
“And lovers,” Mom moaned, pain flooding her eyes. “I loved your father so much, Clint. From the first time we made love, I knew I would be his wife. And when he wanted to do other things, experiment, I didn’t fight him. I submitted. I gave him what he wanted. Even other girls. And then he wanted my younger sister. And I was so excited. So wet to make her a gift.
“Our first night together was magical. The three of us were welded, united. Vicky and I were so much alike, but submissives, eager to please this strong man who loved us both. Since I was already dating him, we kept that up. Vicky became his secret lover, his mistress.”
“That’s why we live side-by-side?” I gasped. “So Dad could have access to Aunt Vicky.”
“And… and…” Melody looked over her shoulder, her hazel eyes wide. “That means Uncle Clinton is my…”
“He’s your father,” nodded my mom. “Until now, Vicky and I never had another man. Only him.”
I glanced at my cousin. Only she wasn’t my cousin. She was my half-sister. My dick throbbed even harder. I had already fucked one of my cousins, and she was the woman I loved, my best friend in the whole fucking world.
“Damn,” I groaned, my dick felt even harder. “I’m going to break in my sister’s ass.”
“I have a brother,” Melody said and turned, throwing herself at me.