Chapter 10
"Come close to us." My aunt intrigued me with a wet wink of her eye.
"Put yourself along side us, dear."
I did as I was hidden. I had not been in the sack more than a few seconds before I felt her hands gripping my breasts and her stomach roll up against mine. She was very attractive in this particular pose. Her face was lit with a new-type of desire and she was fast succombing to my pregnant charms.
My father lay back in wait scrutinizing us as though he were watching a play. It was easy to detect a certain admiration in his eyes.
"I love to see you two together. You're so lively and so much in love. I like that believe me."
Then he leaned over us and began to caress our rumps. He found Hilda's particularly agreeable and he played freely with her crevice and the triangular mop of hair between her legs.
"Make love, fair ladies. Go on... I want to see you doing it together. Put your legs where your heads should be and visa-versa. Yon know what I mean."
He wet his lips and I could sec the vicious glow in his small yearning eyes.
"Go to it, you two bitches. Excite me, please."
His words had their wanted effect on us and we agitated ourselves in the most provocative positions. Out of the corner of an eye I noticed that his rod was getting bigger and bigger . It reached, in fact, fabulous proportions. His made me suck Hilda's breasts all the more. Aunt Hilda must have noticed the rigid instrument as well because she reached out for it and grappled it as though it were the branch of a tree. My father turned hot with joy. He even pushed his lower belly up in an odd obscene posture.
"I love this. You're sucking me and I've got a prick in my hand. What could be lovelier. It is so hard and soft at the same time. Ju6t touching it sends thrills and chills through me. Just tickle it a little, Lucy and you'll see what I mean. Let's love each other three ways. It's so good. Let's work it to where we will have nothing but disdain for one another. Aren't you willing, my love."
My heart was beating so quickly that I didn't dare answer right off for fear that I would lose my breath.
"I never dared to go that far aunty. But if you wish, if you think it will do make things better?"
"Oh, yes. Suck me, bite me... bitch... do it... I want to come in your mouth."
This was my father exploding in his manner. It knocked me for a loop just hearing him go through this terrifiyng tirade.
I caught a glimpse of my father as he dived into aunt Hilda's pussy. He was sucking her as well. Then I saw his long cock disappear into the thin-lipped mouth of aunty Hilda. Half of his cock was in and the other half was out, but it made a wonderful sight and I almost came right on the spot at the very thought of it. It would not have been fair to come so rapidly since I remarked to my aunt that she was not giving papa her best licks. This was entirely true and she didn't deny it. She was just holding back to make a good thing last. Later I found out that she loved to suck and that she was trying to make thepleasure last like a child with an all-day sucker.
After fifteen minutes of slow ardent lovemaking, aunt Hilda decided to go after some whiskey.
"We'll get drunk and it will be much better. You'll see how great it can get."
Alone with my father I was surprised to find out how little embarrassed I had looking at his enormous cock. It was long and slightly curved like a coma. It seemed big enough to go into the cunt and come out of the ass-hole.
He looked at me longingly. I did the same. We were practically hypnotizing each other with our serpent-like eyes.
I wasn't surprised when be jumped on me like an uncouth savage. I opened my legs and in a flash he was inside me snug and warm. There we lay, father and daughter face to face, dick in crack.
He hugged me strongly and I felt bis immense sex invade me like an iron bar. Each time it slid in and out, I moaned with pleasure. This only spurred him on. My groans and moans were partly in gest for I wanted to hear his nuts knock up against my buttocks in all their fury.
His cock was like an arrow and it was true to the mark. My father was a marvelous fucker and I drew him to me in a rough embrace. I admired him and I wanted him to plunge deeper within me.
My pop was an expert screwer. I could feel the way he studied my interior.
My aunt came hack carrying a few glasses" and a bottle of old bourbon whiskey.
"Well, J knew that would happen while I was gone. I'm not surprised for it was bound to take place. You look wonderful together and I hope to see more of it."
She looked at us with a regard of uncertainty. She approached the bed and put her hand on my thigh.
"Don't mind me, just continue. It's so superb us being here and as we are. Go to it, Gregory... Fuck your daughter... Stick it in as you did with your sister... Just look at them... And here Gregory watch me..."
She put one foot on the bed and her hand worked actively on her crotch. She was masturbating herself with all her might. It was a marvelous sight to behold. I thought I would go out of my mind. There was my father and his sister, aunt Hilda who I never would have dreamed... ah, hut there it was. The dream had come true. Aunt Hilda was in love with herself and its, and this 19 the way it was in the best of all worlds.
My eyes almost bulged out of their sockets when I admired the bush was flaming away with dribble of juice.
She masturbated herself with a certain rage and abandon. Fire was in her eyes and she clenched her teeth. It was easy to imagine the great pangs of love that were drawing her out and the sight of her vagina was drawing me to love her all the more.
"Oh, it's grand being liberated of all ties. I feel so free and so light. Let's all come together. It will be delicious torture."
"Oh, if you're not coming then, I'll come for both of you."
This was shouted in defiances to our better senses and only intiated a warmer response from us. I shouted like a wounded beast and bit my father's arm. I felt the welling up in my big belly and I knew I was going to come very soon after...
We hummed our song together, the song of incestuous love. My father was the baritone, my aunt the contralto and I still had the innocent soprano voice in the trio.
Aunt Hilda caressed herself for the last spurt of liquid and then collapsed on the bed. All at once, haggard and heavy, she pushed my father away and declared she wanted my sperm. Her demand was clear. Neither papa of myself saw reason to refuse her.
Her head buried itself in my cunt and she was at the white hot liquid disposed there.
"Oh, I love it. It is so... so... good. It's you Greg in your daughter. Oh, I think I'll go out of my mind. If you want to suck me... Oh, please do?
My father had a go at it and then I took over. I took my task seriously and very soon I was coming for the third time.
Our seance had been a success and I was agreeably charmed by the whole incident.
Heaven has to fall apart at one time or another and I had to go home. But it wasn't without a certain regret that I took my departure. So I abandonned the couple whose positions and notions coincided with my own and who brought me thrills and great joys.
Inspite of Gerty who I was sure to find the same, I wasn't so happy about going back to the same stuffiness of my husband. I loved my aunt and when I made love with her in front of my father it was much more exciting than anything I had ever done before.
My husband? He was the guilty one always in the way just when he shouldn't be... What was my life going to be now in that mournful place, especially when I thought so often of. the splendors of my aunt and my father.
I was not in an agreeable humor when I entered my home, right from the start I felt (here was something wrong. The atmosphere was riot the same. Especially when Gertrude ran to me. I could feel the strangeness and I knew I was not mistaken. She was nude as well. Almost--she had only her skivy and silk hose on.
She inclined her head on my shoulder and* whispered.
"You're just in time... He is upstairs and I think, something is wrong... "When you left..."
"What an odd tone you're using Gerty... You sound so secret and distant all of a sudden."
"I have something on my mind... I haven't been myself lately."
"Then tell me what is the matter."
When you left, be began to look at mc anil pay me many compliments. He said I was very lovely and that he loved women who were rounded the way I was. He even said that he enjoyed being a slave of such women. I even gathered that this was due to his love for his nurse when he was young. It appeared as if she dominated him to such a degree that he was forced to obey. He even put his head betwen her legs where he found a new kind of nector. He amused himself with her and masturbated her quite often. She did the same in front of him."
Gertrude looked worried but continued her story.
"Well to sum it up, he has been speaking of many things including his present sensations. Strangely enough I became excited.
He asked me to treat him in the same way. What was I able to do. I wanted to relieve myself. That was a normal thing to do, wasn't it? I really didn't like it. After all, he is your husband. He came between our happiness... The first time I saw him, I knew what kind of a man he was."
Gertrude seemed troubled and she wet her lips before continuing once more.
"He jumped me as though I were an animal. He never gave me time to undress or anything. It was frightful the way he behaved. Before I knew it he was in me. He struggled with me and gave me several brutal strokes. I could have accepted the most vicious assaults or dirty tricks, you know the kind we used to do to each other, but with him and his brutal fashion to take me thoroughly disgusted me from the start. But what was I able to do? He spoke of a sexual slave, but it appeared as though I were to play the role of slave. This was a role that appeared strange to me, and especially in regards to him."
Gerty was exciting me with this gruesome tale that involved my very own husband.
"The strangest tiling of all was he became big and hard and all the more brutal. He made my cunt hurt something awful. If pain ed me like a crow-bar. Now, I understand why you had no real love for him____"
I eyed Gertrude quizzically. I wasn't 3iire what she was driving at.
"The third time I was with him, his violence became unbearable. I felt that 1 would have to do something terrible in order to save our love, yours and mine. I (bought of a way of getting rid of him. A friend of mine is a pharmacien. I bought some cantharide tablets on his suggestion and that same night I tried some on him. He became more diabolic than before. He grew harder than ever. I was forced to submit to his superior strength."
My mouth fell open and I followed every word that Gerty uttered with a certain apprehension.
"But I held off. I had enough hate to do so. Each day I added another pill and he didn't know what was happening. He said that I was driving him nuts and it was because, of me that he was always hard..."
Gertrude seemed to be emotionally struck by the whole affair and I wanted her to continue just until the end.
"I think you have come in time. It's been three days since we have been in the attic in our room. He hasn't gone soft a single se cond. But I'm afraid that it is going to finish poorly. He is killing himself slowly..."
Right at that moment I heard my husband scream. His voice was strange. It was almost the cry of an animal. It was shrill and muffled at the same time.
"Gertrude... you bitch... are you coming or not? I can't go down..."
We went up together. As soon as he saw me, he showed me his prick which was the color of red blood. His testicles appeared to burst in their sacks. The bed was full of traces of sperm, of food and wine.
He took hold of his cock and held it pointed at me and he began to laugh as an idiot would.
"Do you want some, my darling little wife. Gertrude profited highly from your absence. Come in bed with us. Let's work together. I'll teach you know to ass fuck and bow to suck a pussy."
With great poise I began to undress.
"What are you going to do?" Gertrude asked me wonderously.
"I'm going to get into bed... an3 Tuck... and do just what he wants..."
Gerty understood. She opened her mouth to tell me something but just as quickly decided to remain quiet. She rejoined Allan on the bed, took hie member and started to jack him off.
"You like that... you bastard... There's your wife and you let yourself be taken by me... prick... Look how hard it is."
Before I rejoined them, he had a violent orgasm and the sperm almost hit the deiling. Gerty was right. Even after such a violent orgasm, he still didn't get soft. I felt that I would have to take matters in hand. First of all I would have to do something about the iron cylinder which didn't seem to wish to go down. I have to admit the whole thing excited me terribly much. I asked Gerty to suck me.
While she sucked me I masturbated. We were so industrious chat our teeth chattered and our bodies trembled like weak leaves. Then like Hons we jumped on one another and we accomplished the best sixty-nine of our lives before finally calming down.
Then we had to call the doctor. When he came it was too late. He merely lifted the sperm-stained sheet and declared the death of my beloved Allan.
We bad to deliver the body for the purposes of burial and this was not to be taken lightly. But our love for each other, Gertrude and myself was too strong. We went around the house naked inspite of the dead body that seemed to stink up the place. We caressed each other like lovelorn kittens.
The next day I received a letter .from ray father saying that he and aunt Hilda were going to come the next day. They were planning on staying indefinitely.
It was curious to see Gerty's head. I could have sworn that she was thinking of new victims.
Once my family was installed in my house, she understood our relationship which was founded on a new footing entirely. She was far from giving her disapproval of the whole enterprise. Gerty was forced to join in. We told dirty stories together and we even described our incestuous relations. This merely excited each and everyone of us. I described to Gertrude the way my father and I rolled together screwing on our incestuous bed while aunty Hilda jacked off on the side of the bed.
When we finished our coffee, aunt Hilda was standing and she bad a strange smile on her vicious lips .
What are we remaining here for? Let's go upstairs were we can be a little more comfortable. We will be much cosier there don't you think?"
She didn't have to make the suggestion for the second time. We were all for it and scrambled up the stairs like young whippersnappers.
Once in my bed-room, Hilda pushed me in the direction of my father and beamed with delight.
"Go to it. I'll take care of Gertrude. After all, I don't think she is a novice at this business."
I practically melted in the arms of the man who made me. I allowed to be taken by the throes of love, incestuous love with a capital I.
For a moment I felt as though Gerty gave me a horrified look and perhaps this was true but there were things she would have to get used to. She was, after all, still a hired help.
She didn't appear perplexed for too long a time. All at once she began to laugh and we all had a good laugh with her. She drove my aunt toward the bed.
We were doomed to a quartet of extraordinary capacity. We learned and gained sustenance from one another. My father learned each hour and he became the stout man and not the sheepish peeking torn of former days.
Caught in this most splendid bedraggling debauche, we remained enclosed in my room for hours at a time making love. I would go at it with my father and Gerty would manipulate her best manoeuvres with aunt Hilda who really became lovable and relaxed in the interplay.
Words were tossed around quite often. Some of them were not words that would be uttered to a child. In fact many of them would make an adult's face rather red.
But we continued our antics and loved one another like no other people could have. I noticed that aunt Hilda had lost ten years and seemed more radiant by the minute. She came often and with a burning intensity."
How can I explain justly to anyone how we behaved. We merely exchanged each other and then made love bundled in a pile of four. I often went from my father's prick to Hilda's cunt and I was duly lapped up by fabulous Gerty who in turn was being buggered by my pop.
Oh, the thrills lasted until we were worn out in the wee hours of the morning and then we would slumber until noon. The afternoons were spent in clearing up minor details ami then in the evenings after heary meals we would rekindle our desires. The bed and beds awaited us and we hustled up to the dim-lighted room.