The Storm

Authors note: Once again, I would like to clearly state that this story is a complete fabrication of my twisted mind, and that any and every person in this story is completely fictional.

I would also like to apologize up front for any misspellings or grammatical errors.

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The Storm

It was a dark, cold winter night in Wisconsin when the snowstorm knocked down the power lines providing electricity for the area. It wasn't so bad for me, but for my mother and her sister, it was going to be a cold night if something didn't change soon.

As for me, I lived in a log cabin style home about twenty miles away. I didn't have to worry about heat as my place had a fireplace in the den and a Franklin stove in the basement, each of which could easily heat the place.

Unfortunately for my mother and aunt, their place only had electric heat. The electricity had already been out a day and a half with no estimated restoration time, which wasn't a big deal if you had a generator. However, the generator for their townhouse had already been running for over twenty-four hours when it conked out. If I had to guess, they forgot to have it inspected before winter to ensure it would work properly if power was lost for an extensive time. Which it was.

It was around six thirty in the evening when I got a call on my cell from my mother. "Jake! We need help!" She cried into her phone.

"Mom! What's wrong?" I asked.

"Oh shit!" She cried.

"Mom! Mom!" I all but yelled into the phone. "Stop crying and talk to me."

"We're freezing our asses off." She told me. "The generator stopped about an hour ago. We've been hoping the power would be restored by now, but it hasn't and we're freezing out titties off."

"You didn't get it checked out in August like I told you too, did you?" I asked in discussed.

"No." She whispered. "I'm sorry son. I just figured I had time and then forgot to get it done. I call the system guys, but they can't get out until after tomorrow. I guess I'm not the only one who forgot."

"Is Aunt Sarah okay?" I asked her.

"Yes. We've been bundle up together to keep warm." She told me. "Can you come and get us?"

"Of course I can." I told her. "It's gonna to take me an hour or more to get there, so keep bundled up and don't drink booze, it's a fake warmth that actually lowers your internal temperature. And by all means don't try to start a fire...I don't want to have to clean that up again."

I could hear my aunt's voice in the background. "Fuck you very much, Jake."

"Maybe after we get you warmed up." I laughed and replied. "Whatever it takes to stay warm, Auntie Sarah, just no fires."

There was a brief silence on the line, then my mother spoke. "First things first. Get us the hell out of this iceberg of a house."

"Yes, mother." I replied thinking it would be sweet to cuddle up with my voluptuous aunt. "I'm on the way."

I bundled up, made a thermos of hot coffee, made my way to my truck and started out towards my mom's place. Normally in a storm like this it would have taken me about an hour to make the drive. I had a large truck with snow digger tires for just such occasions, but it had been snowing for over two days. I was pleasantly surprised to find that once I got off the back roads, the main streets were getting plowed, at least semi-regularly. They must have started out much earlier than normal, learning from the last storm we had a few weeks ago. That one dumped almost ten inches on top of the sixteen inches we already had.

Anyway, it only took me around forty-five minutes to make the drive, although I had to park the truck at the entrance of the housing complex where they lived because the plow trucks buried the entrance. I probably could have made it, but didn't want to take the chance I would get stuck. So that was another ten minutes trudging on foot until I got to their door. After knocking twice, I just used the keypad to open the door. Walking into the living room, the only light in the house was from a battery-operated camping light and a Coleman portable heater, I discovered why they didn't hear me knocking. Lying on the couch with a comforter partially covering them was my mother and my aunt...both naked...in a sixty-nine position...both moaning like whores in a back alley. At first I was in shock, but that very quickly turned to excitement as my cock was getting harder faster than I could remember in quite some time. Being your typical thirty-two-year-old male, divorced, who hadn't had any in months, with the hottest porn imaginable live before me I let my natural instincts take over and pulled my cock out and started stroking myself.

Well, I'm guessing I was making almost as much noise as they were, because as I was getting close, I closed my eyes envisioning my big titted aunt sucking my dick while my mother played with my balls. I was brought out of my dirty daydream when I heard a voice. "Jake!" It cried out. "What the hell are you doing here already? And why are you jerking off!"

I opened my eyes to see my mother, still in a sixty-nine position, looking at me from between her sisters' legs. My aunt was still happily chowing down on my mother's pussy.

I stopped pounding my dick and stood there in shock for a few seconds before getting my wits about myself and ask her, "Really, mother? Why do you think I was jacking off?"

I think that was when my aunt discovered that her sister had stopped pleasing her, "What's wrong?" She asked. "I was just about to cum on your slutty face."

"Sarah, shut the fuck up!" My mother yelled at her sister.

This caused my aunt to turn her head and that was when she saw me standing two feet away, my dick still in my right hand. "What the?" It didn't take long for her hormones to take her over. "Oh, Jake!" She said as she rolled off my mother. "Don't waste that beautiful dick on your hand. Get over here and slide it in my hot pussy."

I couldn't believe what she had said. Not because I didn't want to fuck my aunt, but because I could count the number of times I'd heard her cuss on one hand. And never with such as vulgar word like 'cunt.' And well to be honest, I had fantasized fucking my aunt ever since I hit puberty.

"Sarah!" Mom yelled at her sister. "That's my son you're talking to."

"I don't give a shit if it's Father Bishop." She said reaching for my dick. "I'm so fucking horny I'd fuck my ex at this point."

Just before her hand go to my cock my mother slapped her hand away. "Stop it you fuckin' slut."

She must have noticed the look on my face. "Jake! That that distracting thing out of here so we can get dressed without your aunt continually trying to grab it." She turned to her sister and slapped her on the ass saying. "Get dressed, bitch! He's not here to satisfy your slutty desires, he's here to get us too someplace warm."

"Can't I do both?" I asked.

"Jake!" My mother yelled at me again.

I turned and walked to the kitchen, my dick still in my hand, and my head (the one that actually has a brain in it) locked on the vision of my the two most important woman in my life lezzing out like a couple of college girls.

I figured I had a few minutes, so I started slowly jacking off. Just as I was starting to feel I was about to bust a nut my aunt walked in the kitchen, saw what I was doing, dropped to her knees before me and took my dick in her warm mouth. She only had to suck me off for about thirty seconds when my mother walked in, and I shot my load down my aunt's throat.

"Sarah! Jake!" She shouted, but it was too late as I was filling my aunt's mouth with my white, gooey cum. "Oh for Christ sake!"

I was at the point where I didn't give a shit that I was being yelled at, but my aunt had kinkier ideas. Not swallowing my cum, she stood up, walked over to my mother and planted her mouth with her cum filled lips on my mother's lips. To my utter shock, my mother didn't pull away, and even in the soft like of the camping light I could tell my mother had opened her mouth and so her sister could share my cum with her. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. My mother just swished her tongue, which was covered in my cum from her sisters mouth, over her taste buds enjoying the fuck out of it.

When she pulled away, she said. "Thanks Sis. Now get your ass moving, because I'm fucking freezing."

As if nothing had just happened, my mother and my aunt went about grabbing the bags they had packed and headed for the door.

Just before my aunt opened the front door my mother turned toward me, still standing in the middle of the kitchen with my dick still hanging out of my pants said. "You'll want to put that thing away before we go outside. It would be a terrible waste if it froze and broke off."

Then my aunt added. "If it does, I'll find it and it stays her with us."

I put my dick away, grabbed the rest of their bags, and heading for the door jokingly telling them. "We have to walk to the street where I left my truck, so I hope you have your big girl panties on."

To that my aunt answered. "I don't have panties on."

"Really, sis!" My mother said.

"Well," Sarah replied. "I don't!"

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By the time we got to the truck, tossed their bags in the back and were all inside with the heater on full it had taken about fifteen minutes.

I drove as my mother and aunt were huddled together in the back seat. "I hate to break up your attempts are getting warm, but you need to put your seatbelts on. The way the roads are I can't guarantee we won't spin out at some point." They weren't happy but separated with my aunt moving behind me and my mother staying on the far side.

It was about fifteen minutes into the ride back to my place, the truck cab was nice and warm, too warm for me, and we were listening to music when there was that pause between songs, and I heard some swishing sounds coming from the back seat. I turned the stereo down and asked, "What's that noise?"

"That would be your aunt fingering herself." My mother told me.

"Me!" My aunt cried out. "You're doing the same thing!"

I couldn't believe my ears, and just shook my head. The next thing I know, two fingers slipped in my mouth and from the back seat comes my aunts voice. "So, how do I taste?"

I rolled my tongue around the fingers in my mouth for a few seconds, pull my head away and lied. "Hard to tell. I didn't get a good enough sample." I tried not to laugh at myself, but it was difficult. The fingers were pulled away from my face, I heard some more swishing sounds and then the fingers were back only this time they were dripping with pussy juices.

I opened my mouth and again began licking on her fingers. "Well?" My aunt asked.

"WOW!" I said as she pulled her fingers from my mouth again. "As Colonel Sanders said in the Kentucky wood, my that pussy's finger licking good"

A few seconds later another group of fingers entered my mouth, and I heard a different voice from the back...my mothers. "How about these. I'll bet Mommy's pussy juice taste better than your aunt's."

I sucked and licked on my mother's fingers until she pulled them back out and asked. "Are they better, or do you need a second taste of mine too?"

"A second taste is always desired." I told her. I heard more swishing, and fingers were again placed into my mouth. I licked them clean and stated. "I think I'll need a more in-depth sample when we get home."

From the back seat came two voices, although I'm not sure who was who: "Sounds good to me." and "I'm gonna hold you to that."

For the next few minutes there wasn't any talking, just the swishing sounds again coming from the back seats, I just blurted out "What the fuck has gotten into you two?"

Instantly my aunt answered. "Hopefully, your dick!" and my mother added. "And real soon!"

This caused me to stomp hard on the breaks, first mistake, as I turn looking at ladies in the back seat, second mistake. "WHAT!" But it was too late. As I turned back to look out the windshield we were sliding and heading right up to a good size snowbank made by the plows.

Now I have a big 4X4 truck, but we bounced up onto the bank and then unfortunately, up onto the guard rail on the roadside.

There we were, stuck on the bank with only the two rear wheels barely touching on the side of the snowbank, and the two front wheels spinning in the air. After twenty minutes of trying to figure out how to get my truck down, it was apparent that we weren't going anywhere without a tow truck to pull us off the rail. By the time I climbed back into the cab I was damn near frozen stiff.

"SHIT IT'S COLD OUT THERE!" I called out as I placed my frozen fingers in front of the dashboard's heating vent.

"Climb back here and we'll warm you up." My mother's voice told me. I looked back not knowing if that was a good idea. "Come on, baby. We won't bite...hard!" She added with a laugh.

I left the engine running and carefully climbed between the front seats to end up on the middle of the back bench seat. The first things they did was help me out of my jacket and boots, which were both almost frozen solid from the cold snow that was still falling. Then my mother took the blanket she was using and slid it over covering both of us. My aunt did the same on her side. As my mother and aunt cuddled up to me, rubbing my arms and chest helping me to get warmer, I felt a hand begin rubbing over my semi-hard, semi-frozen cock. It took me a few seconds before I figured out that it was from my right side, meaning it was my mother's hand.

"Is my little man's little man cold too?" She asked as she grabbed my zipper and started pulling it down. When she slid her hand into my open pants I jumped, just a little. As she fished my cock out of my pants, it was my aunt who bent down and took my semi-hard cock into her mouth first. "Hey! Slut!" She said to my aunt. "I didn't pull him out for you to suck on first."

I felt my aunt release my cock from her mouth just long enough to say, "Too bad!" When my aunt went back to sucking me off I quickly discovered that she was seriously good at sucking cock, because it didn't take me long before I was going to blow my load, hopefully in her warm and wet mouth.

"OH FUCK!" I grunted. "I'M GONNA CUM!"

"Come on, son. Shoot you load in your slutty aunt's mouth!" My mother whispered close to my ear. "I wanted your first load, but I'll settle for your second, third, fourth..." She told me.

As my dick shot stream after stream of my hot cum into my aunt's mouth, she never stopped bobbing up and down my shaft. When I stopped firing in her mouth my aunt lifted her head and there was just enough light to see that when she opened her mouth it was full of my cum. My aunt leaned over and started kissing my mother again. They were again sharing my cum in an incestuous kiss.

When the kiss broke, my mother immediately bent and took my cock into her mouth for the first time. She started rolling her tongue around my shaft, then up to my head licking and sucking on me like I was a lollipop. Or in this case, a 'Cockpop.'

"Oh fuck, mom." I whispered. "That feels so good." I laid my head back and just enjoyed getting head from my mother, not really paying attention to what my aunt was doing until something was dropped onto my face. I opened my eyes and couldn't see a thing. Reaching up I pulled my aunt's bra from my head. She was now next to me, naked from the waist up, and working on getting naked from the waist down too.

"Get him hard for me, sis." My aunt said.

With this my mother pulled away from my cock and told her sister. "Not a fucking chance, bitch." Mother said as she too started undressing. "Drop your pants, son. Mommy gets to ride your cock first."

As I worked on undoing my belt, the snap on my jeans and lifting my ass slid them down to my ankles and off, my mother and aunt were in a race to get to me first. My mother was the smart one, she was already half naked and just had to drop her panties, which she threw into her sister's face.

Still dressed from the waist up, my mother climbed over me, grabbed my now semi-stiff cock and slid it up and down the opening of her pussy getting some of her natural lubricant on it. And without warning or anything, she slid the head of my cock into her pussy and dropped herself down on me, impaling herself with me.

"OH MY FUCKING GOD!" Mom cried out. "Oh baby. You cock fills me so perfectly!" She was bouncing up and down on my cock. "It's like it was made to fill my cunt perfectly." I began pulling her UW sweatshirt and then her Packers t-shirt off her. I expected to see a bra, but she wasn't wearing one and I was staring at her beautiful giant tits. "Oh Fuck, Baby!" She told me. "Play with mommy's tits while I cunt suck your baby making seed from your big, beautiful, cock."

"Oh Mom!" I called out just before I pulled her to me and planted my face between her tits. Now I had gotten a quick look at them earlier this evening, but it was nothing compared to the up close and personal look I now had. Only in jackoff sessions and wet dreams did I ever think I would have her tits covering my face and my nose up against her skin of her deep cleavage.

Just then I heard, "Move over some. I want this titty, you can have the other." I pulled my face from her cleavage and took her left nipple into my mouth and started sucking on it.

"Oh, yes baby!" She cooed. "Suck on mommy's titty!" Then she spoke to her sister. "You too, suck your mistress's nipple like the titty whore you are. Pleasure your mistress like only you know how."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing; "Mistress!" "Like only you know how." I didn't say anything then, I just kept licking and sucking on my mother's nipple, but I'd have lots of questions for them later.

As my mother fucked me, and my aunt and I sucked my mother's tits, I felt under my aunt until I found her hole and slit a finger into her. It was much tighter than I thought it would feel. That was when my aunt pulled away from her sister's nipple and stated, "That's my asshole, Jake!" I didn't say anything, I pulled my finger from her asshole, slid that finger and a second one into her pussy to get them really wet, then moving them back to my aunt's asshole and stuffed them in her, rather roughly I must admit.

She grunted like a rutting pig. "ON FUCK!" She cried out. "Jake, you son of a bitch!"

"What did you just call me, slut?" My mother asked in between sexual grunts. "Don't make me punish you by having you masturbate out in the storm." She told her slutty sister.

"Sorry, Mistress! But this son of...I mean mother fucker just stuck two fingers up my ass." She said. "And you know I'm not big into ass play!"

"I know that." Mom said. "But obviously he didn't!" Mom added with a laugh.

"Fuck you, bitch!" She said forgetting what my mother had told her.

"Outside cunt!" Mom told her pointing to the door. "Outside and finger yourself until I let you back in."

"What?" Aunt Sarah answered. "Are you crazy? It's freezing out there!"

"Yeah, Mom." I tried to play peacemaker. "Can't you punish her with something inside the truck. Like a spanking?" I would have loved spanking my aunt's sexy ass.

Mom stopped bouncing on me and took my face between her hands. "Baby. Don't ever interrupt me when I'm dealing with my slut." She used both hands gently patting my face. "Understand?"

"But..." I started and she placed a finger against my lips.

"Never, ever." She told me in a much sterner voice.

"Yes, Mother." I answered. Never in my life had she ever spoken to me in such a tone.

"Good." She said with a smile. Then she turned back to her sister. "Out fucking side, NOW!"

"Yes, Mistress." Aunt Sarah turned, opened the door and slid off the seat out into the cold. She turned, backing out into the street, spread her legs and reaching both hands down started fingering her pussy.