Chapter 10
When Cathy finally returned to her room that night, her brain was swimming. She felt utterly weak and, for the time being at least, her sexual desire was slaked.
More than anything, she felt wonderfully free. And sleepy. She dozed off almost as soon as her head touched the pillow.
She awoke refreshed, but conscious that she was badly in need of a bath. She put on her robe and hurried to the bathroom.
She began to examine her thighs and feelings as she drew water in the tub. As she lazed in the warm, luxurious bath, she reviewed the happenings of the previous night, and she discovered to her surprise that she no longer had any hang-ups about sex. She could think about what had happened-all of it-and neither blame herself nor cook up phony excused that had to do with "love" or being "forced" to do things against her will.
She'd enjoyed what had happened exactly for what it was, and now she accepted that fact. How could she do anything else? The impact upon her morals had been so massive, and her response so thoroughly sensual, that to deny the reality of what had occurred last night would have been like denying life itself.
She climbed out of the tub, toweled herself carefully, and wrapped her robe about her. She returned to her room, and was surprised to find Maureen seated there, waiting. She also wore a robe. She stood up as Cathy entered.
The young girl smiled. "Hello, Aunt Maureen."
"My sweet baby..." Maureen said sympathetically, and embraced her.
"Tell me, are you all right?" Maureen asked as she released her.
"Of course. Why wouldn't I be?"
Maureen bit her lip. "Well-I know about last night."
"Oh." Cathy didn't look away. She felt no need to do so. Instead, a quick smile lit her face. "That was pretty wild," she said.
"They forced you, didn't they?"
"No."
"You mean, you went to the bunkhouse on your own accord?"
Cathy nodded. "I didn't know just what was going to happen, but I can't say I'm sorry. It was fun." She hesitated, then continued, "So if that means you don't want me around here any more, I can take a job in town, I suppose, and find a place to live there."
It was no longer so unpleasant to contemplate being on her own. She now believed she could handle it. But she would have been happy to remain at the ranch, if that was agreeable with everyone else.
"We all want you, darling," Maureen said quickly, and again rushed to embrace her.
There was something about Maureen's tone and the impetuous quality of her embrace that suggested more than the normal concern of an aunt for her orphaned niece. This was further borne out by the caress which she sent gliding down Cathy's back. It didn't omit the young girl's buttocks. In fact, it tarried teasingly there, gently massaging her plump, shapely globes.
A warm sensation spread through Cathy, and this surprised her at first because it was similar to the response she felt when she was caressed by a male. But the person now embracing her was a woman-and her own aunt, at that.
She pushed back a little and looked Maureen in the eyes. The older woman was slightly flushed. She seemed nervous.
Cathy was intrigued by the sensation she'd experienced a moment ago. "It felt good when you touched me that way," she said guilelessly.
"Did you-really like it?"
"Yes, I did," Cathy replied, and waited.
The main problem was that Cathy was her niece. Also, they were in Bart's house, and there was that promise of two years ago which Maureen had scrupulously kept.
"What's the matter?" Cathy asked. She was puzzled by her aunt's uncertain expression and still intrigued by the sensual thrill she'd gotten from Maureen's caress.
"N-nothing," Maureen said. But there was a great deal. In spite of the arguments, both moral and practical, against becoming involved, she felt her resolution growing progressively weaker until finally she said, "you must be tired-after last night. How would you like me to-give you a massage?"
Cathy's eyes narrowed. She wasn't sure just what was happening to her, but the idea of being caressed and stimulated by her aunt's stroking hands seemed very attractive indeed. And there was no moral objection. After last night, she could no longer delude herself with the belief that sex morals mattered, one way or the other. In fact, she didn't think about them.
"I believe I'd like that," she said, and immediately slipped off her robe.
Maureen gazed at her niece's shivering, taut breasts which were so full yet so firmly erect. The hot-pink nipples were standing up attentively. Maureen's gaze flashed downward, and she gasped slightly as she took in the beauty of Cathy's gossamer, golden pubic hair, freshly fluffed by a vigorous toweling. The young girl's belly was exquisite, her thighs creamy-smooth and full at their tops.
Maureen's knees trembled. "Wh-why don't you-lie down on the bed?"
"Is something wrong, Aunt Maureen?" Cathy asked. Her eyes sparkled, for she actually found the older woman's nervousness amusing. What was there to be nervous about, for God's sake? There was nothing that could make Cathy nervous any more!
"No. Of course not." Maureen tried to pull herself together, and succeeded for a moment. "Just lie down. First on your stomach, if you like."
Cathy immediately complied, stretching out on the bed. Her plump, perfectly rounded buttocks quivered as she settled herself.
Maureen gazed at them and felt a tremendous wave of heat pass through her. Her knees wobbled again. With trembling fingers, she unbelted her robe and shrugged it off. Her nipples were like little chunks of rock, except that they tingled madly, and her pussy was moistening.
Cathy's cheek was against the pillow, and she was looking the other way, so she wasn't aware that Maureen had removed her robe. She seemed perfectly composed. Maureen bent over her and began to massage her back with tense fingers.
More quickly than she'd intended, Maureen's massaging strokes ranged downward toward the magnificent young, firm ass that beckoned her. "H-how does this feel, darling?" she asked.
"Very good, Aunt Maureen. It's very pleasant."
Maureen felt a catch in her throat, then suddenly all restraint gave way and she was touching, rolling and rubbing Cathy's beautiful buttocks. She bent quickly and pressed her parted lips against one of the resilient, sweet-scented mounds.
A wonderful thrill went through Cathy, and she twisted around. She saw that her aunt was nude, and this gave her an added surge of excitement.
"Hurry!" Maureen said as she straightened up. Her expression was anxious. "Roll over!"
Cathy just gazed at her for a moment, hardly able to believe the change that had taken place in her aunt.
"Damn it, roll onto your back!" Maureen demanded in a kind of frenzy. "I need you. Now!"
Cathy rolled over, and to her thrilled amazement Maureen immediately knelt on the bed and pressed her parted lips to one of Cathy's nipples, tongued and sucked it, then kissed her on the navel, THEN...
"Oh, God, Maureen! God!"
Her aunt's head wedged itself between Cathy's quivering thighs, red hair flashing against pale skin as her talented tongue traced the slit of Cathy's cunt, fluttering and gliding. The young girl ignited into a forest fire of passion. Her aunt's oral caresses were more exciting than a man's. Her tongue was tiny, and her lips were soft and gentle, and she knew exactly how to apply each lick and nibbling little suck in order to inspire the maximum response.
Maureen's buttocks were aimed high and turned partially toward Cathy's face as she kissed her niece madly between the legs. With her brain in a swirl from the effects of this exquisite cunnilingus, Cathy gazed at her aunt's exposed ass-the pale, rounded buttocks with the alluring crack between, and the exciting red-haired pussy which was wet with pleasure. Hardly knowing what she was doing, but certain that she wanted to do it, Cathy reached out and grasped her aunt's soft, smooth hips.
The older woman happily took the cue and straddled Cathy's head. Cathy thrilled with forbidden delight as she gazed at the intriguing cunt that was poised above her face. She'd never seen a pussy close up before or in such detail. Maureen's was split wide-utterly unfurled-and Cathy breathed in its stimulating scent as she admired the juicy pink folds within the spread hairy portals, the erect clitoris, the tiny piss-vent, and the pulsating oval mouth of the vagina, its rim awash with thick, glistening honey.
Maureen let Cathy make the move, and the latter did it quickly: She grasped Maureen's hips and pulled downward, bringing the delightful pussy-feast to her open mouth. As soon as her lips made contact crossways with the labia of Maureen's cunt-the outer ones hair-covered, the inner ones lusciously slick-her tongue shot upward, impaling itself in the wet, warm folds.
Maureen cried softly in her throat, and her talon-like fingers dug into Cathy's widespread thighs as she pressed her way deeper into the teenager's luscious pussy and ate with increasing gusto. This in turn inspired Cathy to lick and kiss and suck at her aunt's cunt with greater abandon. She was experiencing a new breathtaking delight.
God, was there no limit to the wonderful forms that sex could take?
In his room, Junior tossed restlessly in bed. He'd awakened minutes before with a magnificent erection, and it was still there giving him fits.
The trouble was, he'd been introduced last night to Cathy's abandoned nudity as she'd writhed on the bed in the bunkhouse, but he'd been unable to achieve satisfaction with her because the cowboys kept crowding him out. All he'd been able to do was take some quick sucks at her titties and a sniff or two at her cunt, but he hadn't actually been able to drive his aching rod in because the cowboys kept hopping on and off, shouldering him out of the way. Finally, in miserable frustration, he'd left the bunkhouse and returned to his room where he jacked off to relieve the pressure. But his hand was a poor substitute for the hot pink cunt of his beautiful step-cousin, and this accounted for the condition in which he'd awakened just now.
The more he thought about Cathy, the harder his penis throbbed, and the more he yearned to sink it deeply into her slit.
She would be in her room now, he assumed, and she'd be alone. Why shouldn't he just sneak down the hall and snuggle in with her? Surely she wouldn't refuse him a piece this time, after giving herself to Lash and all the ranch hands.
His excitement increased as he crawled out of bed, his young cock swaying and bobbing as it stuck out and upward. He put on his robe, but had difficulty closing it because his prick kept trying to hold it open. Finally he got the robe belted, though there was a good-sized hump at its front, and he left his room to hurry down the hall.
He stopped outside Cathy's door and considered for a moment whether he should knock. He decided against it. He assumed she would still be asleep, and he thought it would be better if he didn't awaken her until he was lying at her side in bed.
He took a deep breath, turned the knob, and opened the door.
The sight which met his eyes was a shocker. It was more of a shock, in a way, than what he'd seen when he'd arrived at the bunkhouse last night, because this didn't involve males with female but one female with another-his stepmother with her own niece! Though Junior had heard of Lesbianism in a general way, he'd never seen two women together, and he hadn't been altogether sure he knew how they went about making love to each other.
Now he knew. He saw the act detailed, in the flesh, right in front of him.
His prick jerked and thrust even higher against his robe as Maureen writhed atop Cathy, her red hair tumbling over Cathy's thighs and belly while she twisted and bobbed her head between the young girl's legs. Only part of Cathy's face was visible; most of it was obscured by Maureen's thighs which formed an inverted V above Cathy's head. Cathy was gripping her aunt's beautiful ass and was kissing crazily in the area where her aunt's thighs came together.
A grin blossomed on Junior's face, and he whipped off his robe, letting his strong cock leap free. It was as high and hard as it had ever been in his life as he approached the bed where his stepmother and step-cousin lay in their lascivious embrace.
Cathy was the first to see him. From the corner of her eye, as she sucked and tongued Maureen's flavorful snatch, she glimpsed a pair of hairy legs moving to the side of the bed. She stopped kissing and twisted her head so she could see the face that went with the legs.
But first she saw Junior's stiff prick, thrusting like a thick, rosy arrow from his hairy crotch, and she gave a little gasp. Another woman's pussy was fun to kiss-and it was great to have another woman kiss hers!-but pricks rated at the top of her new list of pleasurable playthings. What was more, Junior's looked as good as, if not better, than any she'd shoved into her last night. It certainly was stiffer than most of them, judging by its high tilt.
She let her gaze slide upward to Junior's expectant face, and she smiled.
By this time, Maureen realized something was wrong, because Cathy had stopped pleasuring her. She raised her head out of her niece's crotch-and she saw her stepson standing there with his fine strong lance at the ready.
"What are you doing in here?" she demanded, but she realized as soon as she asked the question that it was a foolish one. It was obvious that he was ogling the nude bodies of Cathy and herself and thinking very lewd thoughts about what he'd like to do with them. And if the question were to be taken in its figurative sense, the answer was that he had as much right in Cathy's room as Maureen herself had.
"I'd like to join the party," he said simply, and his cock gave an eager twitch.
Maureen looked at Cathy. The young girl nodded her head.
An added twist of excitement worked its way through Maureen's cunt and she said to her stepson, "All right-come on."
With a whoop, he lunged onto the bed, sprawling between and partially on top of the two aroused females and they immediately began to lavish on his strong, young body all the attention which previously they'd been paying to each other.
Maureen grasped his cock and went down on it, gliding her encircling soft lips almost all the way to its hair-enshrouded base. His bulging glans surged into her hot, tight throat, and he growled from the sheer delight of the magnificent sensation. She began to pump her mouth up and down on his pole, and the thrills grew stronger. She sucked lasciviously and fluttered her tongue against the red-hot tip of his dong.
Meanwhile, Cathy was wiggling a firm, big-nippled titty into his mouth, and he sucked on like a hungry infant while squeezing and rolling her other breast. She moaned and writhed voluptuously, causing her nipple to twist and quiver atop his tongue.
Maureen kept bobbing her head on his cock, her red hair tossing about, and Cathy envied her aunt the taste and wonderful sense of strength she was deriving from his organ.
Finally the young girl couldn't contain herself any longer, and she cried, "Aunt Maureen, for goodness sake! Let me have a suck of that, will you?"
Maureen raised her face, and it wore a dazed expression, her eyes slightly glassy and her lips loose.
"Sorry, dear," she said to her niece. "I guess I'm just greedy. Well, you can have it now. And to make up for my rudeness," she added as she gripped Cathy's hips and drew them close, "I'll give you a little loving at the same time."
The young girl eagerly lunged at Junior's red, stiff prick which was glazed with her aunt's saliva. Cathy let the wide, spongy head push between her lips and between her teeth until it was firmly lodged in her mouth, then she began to suck the juicy glans with utmost pleasure, drinking down its pungent secretions. She champed her jaws on the chunk of meat.
Junior writhed and groaned with delight. Two head jobs in a row were more than he'd ever gotten at Madam LeClair's place, and these particular head jobs were especially precious because they were from his beautiful stepmother and his even-more-attractive cousin-by-marriage.
As he twisted ecstatically on the bed, and his happy cock pulsated in Cathy's sucking, licking mouth, he reached for both women's tits and asses, stroking and squeezing them at random as he wiggled and bobbed about.
Maureen snuggled down between Cathy's thighs and began to lick the young girl's very moist and fragrant pussy, spreading the lips with her fingers so that her tongue could scour up every drop of honey. The intimate lickings titillated Cathy's clitoris and stroked in and out of her hotly spasming vagina.
Junior twisted until his head was between Cathy's thighs and began to lick the young girl's very moist and fragrant pussy, spreading the lips with her fingers so that her tongue could scour up every drop of honey. The intimate lickings titillated Cathy's clitoris and stroked in and out of her hotly spasming vagina.
Junior twisted until his head was between his stepmother's thighs and, though he'd never done this with any woman before, he attacked her red-haired cunt with his lips and tongue. At first the strong scent bothered him a little, but the taste turned out to be not bad at all. And after a while spent rooting between Maureen's legs, even the aroma became pleasurable to him. Now he knew what the older guys meant when they winked and talked wisely about "having lunch at the Y." It was quite a kick!
That it was a wonderful thrill for Maureen as well went without saying. She twisted and pressed her wet, hot pussy against his pleasuring mouth while she went after Cathy with unbridled lust. And Cathy's wide-stretched, encircling lips pumped up and down, up and down on Junior's up-thrust, madly throbbing pecker.
The wonderful pleasure of this fellatio, administered by the girl he'd desired strongly ever since she'd arrived at the ranch, was enhanced by the new excitement of licking and sucking at his stepmother's cunt, and he became so powerfully aroused that he couldn't control himself. He realized too late that his bubbling balls were about to give up their load of thick, creamy cum.
He groaned helplessly-and blissfully-as the first gush of hot fluid streamed up through the tube of his straight, hard prick which Cathy was still avidly sucking. She felt the thick shaft vibrate in the circle of her lips and its head swell to even greater size within her mouth, and she knew what was about to happen. It had happened to her last night, and she'd enjoyed it. She kept drawing and pumping on the quivering organ, and suddenly she felt her mouth and throat being flooded by a torrent of slimy, warm liquid.
The gush was so thick and strong that she started to gag and had to raise her mouth off the cock. Junior groaned again, and his second spurt of semen fountained up from the beet-red knob of his penis and struck her in the face. Not wanting any more of the lovely stuff to go to waste, she quickly capped her mouth down over his pulsating glans once more, and this action caused his ejaculation to increase in volume. He joyously spurted again and again into her warmly sucking mouth.
She eagerly gulped down his cum, except for a small amount that oozed out of her prick-filled mouth and ran down her chin, looking for all the world like egg albumen.
In his mad excitement, Junior bit Maureen's wet, meaty vulva, and this pushed her over the finish line. Cathy climaxed while she drank Junior's cum and had her own quivering clitoris sucked by her aunt.
When Cathy finally release Junior's softening penis and let it flop out of her mouth, she raised her face with his semen still clinging to her chin and cheeks. She smiled and put out her tongue to lick up as much of the slippery bland-tasting stuff as it could reach.
He thought, What a girl!
That went for his stepmother, too.
What fun they were all going to have from now on!