Warning! The sex described in this story is extremely casual. There are also a lot of incestuous encounters. If any of this bothers you, I advise you to read another story. If not, enjoy!
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Who-is-who: (returning characters)
Jamie, the protagonist of the story, has one younger sister Cindy.
Their parents are Cynthia and Mark.
Their neighbors are Simon and Caroline.
Mark has a sister, Maureen. Her two boys are Samuel and Noah.
Cindy is engaged to Jason.
Jason's mom is Lorna.
Malcolm has made the transfer from the "Just a cumrag"-series.
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With the wedding less than two weeks away, aunt Maureen - dad's sister - was coming to town and stay with us for a few weeks, along with her two sons Noah and Samuel. Dad had decided to throw a little welcome BBQ in their honor, as it had been almost a year since we'd seen each other.
The boys' father had long disappeared, so it was just the three of them. Up until a few years ago, they lived in Heaven, but had to move when Maureen's job demanded it. Understandably, she kept the boys on a tight leash and didn't allow any lewd, public behavior, outside of Heaven. Although the boys both had girlfriends, they knew better than to bring them along for this particular trip.
The day before they were due to arrive, aunt Maureen called to say that her car had broken down and would therefore be unable to make it on time. Mom and dad wouldn't hear of cancelling - or even postponing - the party and promised Maureen that they would figure something out.
Since mom and dad had their hands full with the preparations for the BBQ, and Cindy had indicated that she'd be boinking Jason non-stop all morning, I was elected to go and pick up aunt Maureen and her two boys. I grabbed some music for the road, and started the two-hour drive into the city.
I made good time and arrived almost twenty minutes ahead of schedule. When I rang the doorbell, it took Maureen almost a full minute to open the door. She was wearing a flimsy night gown, loosely tied with a matching belt, with nothing but a white bra underneath. I gawked involuntarily at her cleavage and her naked legs.
"Jamie," she said, surprised, "You're early!"
"Oh, if you want, I can wait in the car," I said, fearing I might have interrupted something.
"Don't be silly," she said, "Nothing you haven't seen a thousand times, right?"
I smirked as I closed the door behind me.
"Make yourself comfortable," she said, as she pointed at the living room.
"Let me just clean up a little bit," she immediately added, only now realizing that there was nowhere for me to take a seat.
She quickly went to get a garbage bag from the kitchen and started moving around the living room, picking up empty pizza boxes, soda bottles and all sorts of plastic wrappings.
"I told them to clean this up last night," Maureen whispered. As she still hadn't bothered tying her robe properly, I kept ogling her body.
"That's quite all right," I smiled, as I grabbed a quilt and some pillows from the couch to make room for myself to sit down. To my surprise, I uncovered a native American outfit, consisting of a short, brown suede-look dress and a black wig, with two pigtails, a headband and a single large feather.
I dropped the pillows and quilt back on the couch, picked up the dress and held it up, wondering where I had seen it before. I was hardly surprised to see countless of dried up cum stains, all over the outfit - even the wig.
Maureen, still cleaning up, turned and froze when she saw me holding the dress.
"I've seen this before, but I can't quite put my finger on it," I whispered.
"Pocahontas," Maureen whispered, slightly embarrassed.
"Pocahontas," I repeated, feeling my cunt twitch, "That's it!"
Apparently feeling the need to explain herself, Maureen said, "You know boys and their dress-up games, huh! It's not enough to simply fuck their mother, they make me wear these ridiculous outfits!"
"I must say, Pocahontas is an uncommon choice for roleplaying," I chuckled, gently running my right hand over the fabric, my fingers going from cum stain to cum stain.
"Yeah, well, a few months ago, the boys had a Frozen-episode. For weeks, I traipsed around in that ridiculous Elsa outfit, and her sister, what's here name?"
"Anna?"
"Right, Anna! At first, they'd simply double-team me as Elsa, but then Samuel developed a fascination with Anna. So, after Noah fucked me as Elsa, Samuel fucked me as Anna. Twenty minutes of changing outfits, hair and makeup, for three or four minutes of unbridled passion," Maureen said.
I giggled, as I brought the dress to my mouth and began licking one of the larger stains.
Intrigued by what I was doing, Maureen stopped cleaning and gawked at me, whispering, "I was relieved when they switched back to slutty nurse or secretary... or Pocahontas."
"I can imagine," I smiled as I moved my tongue to another location on the dress and began lapping even lewder than before, "Do you guys fuck a lot?"
"We have three nights a week reserved for playing and fucking around..." Maureen replied as she undid her belt and dropped her night gown on the floor.
