As Aunt Carol and I went downstairs there was much moaning and soft whispers coming from Mom's room. We went into the kitchen and Aunt Carol poured two glasses of a ginger liqueur over ice and passed me one.
"You've earned it. You hungry?"
She turned and opened the fridge. Bending over to peer inside she had her ass to me and I could see her wonderful meaty pussy was still dribbling strings of cum. Hers or mine or both. She pulled out some boiled shrimp and sauce and put them on the table and sat down. As we ate she quizzed me about some of my sexual experiences and I asked her about some of hers. Privately, she told me of losing her virginity when her date held her down and forced himself onto and into her. She then cheered up and described the first time she saw a real live cock and the first time she tasted cum. She was bubbly and excited as she described the first time she made love to someone. She told me of the first time she let someone touch, fondle and finally see and suck her tits and how much it thrilled her. And she blushed as she admitted the times she fantasized about forcing herself on me years ago. Finally I got her to tell of the first time she and Mom explored each others bodies, touched and experimented together. By the time she finished, it was late and I was hard again. She giggled and led me back to bed.
This time I lay down and she mounted me sixty-nine. I ate her sweet pussy and she sucked my cock. We had a small orgasm each. Then she turned around and mounted me. She slow fucked me for what seemed hours as I kissed her and sucked her tits. Finally she came one last time and collapsed next to me. I had nothing left to give and fell asleep with this wonderful, big, boisterous, and sexy woman curled up next to me. As I drifted off to sleep I admitted to myself that I could be very happy married to her for the rest of my life... Too bad she was my Aunt.
Saturday morning dawned and none of us stirred, save to stumble to the bathroom to piss and return to bed. Around eleven Aunt Carol went to the bathroom, then muttered something about a coffee IV and headed downstairs. I lay there remembering all the many surprises yesterday had held. I heard a soft voice.
"Bobby? You awake?"
Kate came in and crawled under the covers with me. She was still naked and I wondered if any of us would bother getting dressed all weekend.
"God, my head is still spinning. Last night was incredible!"
"Yeah, we could hear..." I teased.
"Yeah THAT was the most incredible orgasm I've ever had. Mom is amazing! But I mean all of it was incredible. Being stripped and bathed, seeing Mom and Aunt Carol naked and so beautiful, feeling their hands on me. God, what a thrill! But you were awesome Bobby. Feeling you take me like that... Wow!"
I rolled over and kissed her several times, each one deeper and more intense, then moved my kisses to her throat, chest and finally to her breasts. I kissed and sucked on each puffy nipple and Kate moaned softly as she stretched.
"God, this is heaven! Oh I love it so... Don't stop Bobby, please don't ever stop."
I continued to suck on first one tit and then the other as my left hand slid down to her pussy. Her mound was incredibly soft, and smooth. I tossed the covers aside and moved to lie between her legs. She sighed as my beard caressed her thighs. I urged her to spread them and stared at what had to be the most beautiful pussy in the world. It was young, pink and perfect. When I kissed her mound there was no hair, no fuzz, nor stubble. Her puffy outer labia hid her small inner lips. When I spread them, her inner lips were small, pink and already a large drop of moisture seeped from the bottom and headed for her tiny tightly puckered asshole. I lapped it up and Kate moaned. I carefully spread her inner lips with my fingers and her vestibule (yeah, they later told me that was what to call it) was bright pink and glistened with wetness. More drops appeared in her tiny vaginal opening and as I lapped them up I marveled that something that tiny had accepted my cock the night before. Her clit was a tiny nub peeking timidly from it's hood and teasing it elicited gasps and twitching. I love eating pussy. But with her, I took my time and savored it. Kate moaned and mewed and whispered praise and encouragement until she was quivering in orgasmic joy. I eased off and just continued to kiss her smooth pussy and lap her sweet juices as they seeped from her lips.
"Oh god, Bobby! You're the best! That felt so good. So fucking good."
"Kate, I gotta say you have the most beautiful pussy in the world. I would love to eat you every damn morning."
"Awww, that's so sweet, in a perverted way. Thank you."
"I mean it, it's true. It looks so young, fresh and innocent. And so damn smooth! That's not natural is it? But there's no stubble from shaving..."
She laughed. "It's lazer. Mom pays for me to get regular treatments. You've seen the gymnastic uniforms, they leave nothing to the imagination and even short hair is uncomfortable."
I realized that it made perfect sense. It was also no doubt why Mom and Aunt Carol's pussies were so neatly groomed.
Kate went to the bathroom and I laid back down. When she came back she stood in the middle of my room and did some stretches. Damn she was flexible!
"Oh Bobby, this morning I woke up and realized that my whole world has changed and I feel so good! So free and happy!" She exclaimed. "I have never felt this, this...Alive!"
I chuckled. "You look alive."
She came over and hopped on the bed. "Fuck me again Bobby. Before anyone else gets involved. Just you and me. Please?"
Well hell yeah, I thought to myself, of course I would fuck her. But let's see if we can get some answers.
"I dunno.. I AM awfully tired after all the sex last night... My poor cock is so worn out. You'd need to convince me, and maybe if you answered some questions I might get interested..."
"You got it! What do you wanna know?"
"Why do you dream of me forcing you to fuck? Where did that come from? The truth..."
"Oh Bobby... Growing up you were always in the lead. My big brother always showing me how to do stuff, riding a bike, playing soccer, even tumbling. You were always there for me. To teach me and to catch me. Was only confident enough to try things because you were there. So when I learned about sex and started fantasizing, it was scary, until I dreamed one night of you showing me how. Then it wasn't so scary. And it just sorta grew from there. I never really expected it of course, but now I'm so thrilled it actually happened!"
"Wow, okay. That's kinda sweet Sis. Thank you. But what about forcing you?"
She blushed and looked down before answering. "That's because I've discovered I like being submissive. You see my roommate and assigned partner on the team is a Dominant and she forced me, taught me to be submissive in the bedroom... and I discovered that I liked it. We're not into pain or anything like that, hell there's plenty of pain and suffering just being on the team. But giving myself over to her, trusting her, and being rewarded is really nice. So my fantasies about you adapted as well."
"So what do you want from me? A rape fantasy? Do you want me to tie you up? What?"
