Chapter 11
Outside, the wind howled. The rain came down in streams. The warm temperatures of early in the week had dropped. The dusty barnyard had turned to a mess of mud, lakes and rivers.
Carla was glad that it was evening, glad that she was warm and secure in the living room with her aunt and uncle and cousins. The crackling, hissing fire in the fireplace lit the^room, along with two kerosene lanterns. The storm had knocked out the electricity.
Carla stretched her naked body on the rug. She lazily toyed with Matty's nuts while Matty sniffed at her pussy. Nearby, the other members of the Thompson family lay in postures similar to Carla and Matty, likewise playing lazily with each other's cock or cunt.
Scott and his mother Brenda were coupled in the sixty-nine position, and Jenny and her father Fred were likewise coupled. The scents of sweat and jism and pussyjuice floated in the room along with the aroma of the woodfire. The three couples had all just sucked each other off.
"I wish I didn't have to leave tomorrow," Carla said. "This has been the best week of my life. I'm really going to miss all of you." She leaned her head and kissed Matty's half-hard cock.
The entire family expressed their own regret that Carla would be leaving them. Matty kissed Carla's wet pussylips with a big smack.
"Maybe you can come back later in the summer," Aunt Brenda said. "I'll talk to your mother about it and insist that she let you. She always seems to listen to what I say."
Carla wondered why. Aunt Brenda and Carla's mother were about as opposite as any two sisters could be. After what Carla had heard her mother say about Aunt Brenda, and after what Carla had experienced here this week, Carla was beginning to doubt seriously whether her mother knew Aunt Brenda at all. From the way her mother had talked, her mother and Brenda were "two peas in a pod," and Carla realized now that that was anything but the case. If her mother only knew!
"Don't worry. You'll be back," Uncle Fred said.
"Sure you will," said Scott. He rubbed his big cockhead across his mother's cheek and while his mother sighed, he crawled over to Carla and kissed her tits. His hard cock tapped against his belly, sticking straight out as he crouched on his hands and knees over Carla.
The touch of Scott's warm wet hps to her nipples made Carla instantly want him. "Fuck me, Scott. Will you?"
"Are you kidding?" asked Scott. "There's nothing I'd like to do more." He turned her over onto her belly and tugged her ass upward. "Get up on your hands and knees, Carla. I like it best that way. It makes your cunt the tightest."
Fred laughed. "Cowboys always like it that way. It comes from seeing so many stallions mounting up on their mares. But it does make a cunt tighter that way, too. Can't deny that."
While Scott mounted Carla from behind, Fred got up in front, of her on his knees and shoved his big cock into her mouth.
Carla gagged a few times before the fat cockhead lodged itself in her throat, then began sucking the horny prick as her throat adjusted itself to accommodate all ten inches of it. Carla was pleased with herself. In one short week she'd learned how to swallow even Matty's cock down to the base. Her only regret was that she couldn't bite those big cocks off and swallow them, and have them to herself forever.
Scott's huge cock slipped easily in and out of her juicy cunt. She'd learned how to relax her cunt, too. She was beginning to believe seriously that she could take even Blackie's enormous horse-prick at least a foot up her cunt if she wanted to. Maybe by the time she visited the ranch again, she'd be ready to. try it.
Scott grunted. He drooled some warm spit on her ass. It trickled down between her asscheeks. "Christ, you're all woman," Scott muttered. "That big ass of yours drives me crazy."
Carla giggled. She tightened up her cunt.
"Ohhhh, Jesus!" Scott gasped. "What a filly! Oh, man!" He dug his fingers into her waving asscheeks. He fucked hard, muttering to himself through clenched teeth.
Carla cooed, feeling his smooth cock sliding lusciously against the tightened folds of her hot cunt walls. Not only had she learned to relax her cunt, but she'd learned how to tighten it up until a guy's eyes almost popped out of his head with pleasure. Even if Scott stopped humping, she'd be able to suck his cock off just by manipulating it with her cunt.
Carla moved her head up and down, on her uncle's big cock. The shaft arteries fluttered against her upper lip. The fat head pulsated in her throat. The gorgeous man's warm cum oozed out of his cock and slid down her throat. Carla twirled her tongue, licking every sexy gnarl of Fred's hard cock. She ached to taste his hot man-cum, the same cum that had impregnated Aunt Brenda three times and resulted in the birth of the three most beautiful cousins in the world.
Fred humped at Carla's face. His cockhead massaged her tonsils. His big prick throbbed. His fat nuts slapped against Carla's chin.
"Suck me, honey," Fred muttered. "Suck me off, sweet little niece."
Uncle Fred's words made Carla all the more hungry for his cum. She contracted her throat muscles. She churned her tongue. She bobbed her head. Uncle Fred's cock began to buck. His big nuts churned against Carla's chin.
"Oh, Carla, honey," Fred moaned, "I'm coming! Oh, yeahhh! Ahhhhhhhhh!" His cock flexed. Hot spurts of jism ran down Carla's throat. Thick, hot man-cream! Carla sucked hard. She wanted every last drop. Scott grunted. His big cock, without warning, blasted a load of hot boycum up Carla's pussy. The boy let out a series of low-pitched groans as he pumped Carla full of his jism. His hard cock squished in and out of Carla's sucking pussy, lubricated with jism and pussyjuice.
Carla wiggled her ass and swallowed. Her uncle's jism slid down into her belly. Her cousin's jism shot up her cunt. She imagined herself a sucking-fucking sex machine, fed all day long on hot male jism from both ends.
Scott's satisfied dick slipped out of her cunt. Fred's slipped out of her mouth.
"Let me at her," Matty panted. "Jeez, I can't wait!"
Before Carla had a chance to brace herself, Matty's hot cock jerked up her cunt and hit bottom. She felt his fat balls bang back and forth against her inner thighs. The young prick was the wildest of the bunch. When Matty mounted her, she was in for a workout.
"Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah," gibbered Matty, zinging his cock in and out in his usual high-speed way. "Fuck, cunt, jizz! Carla, your cunt is so slippery! Oh, yeah!"
Carla had to giggle. "That's because your sexy brother just shot a quart of jism up it. Be careful, now. You wouldn't want to slip out and jam your cock into the floor."
Matty grunted, plunging his cock up Carla's jismed cunt with boyish abandon. "You'll be getting more jism in a minute," Matty announced. "Lots of it."
The boy had shot a heavy load down Carla's throat only five minutes ago. Now he was ready to shoot "lots of it" up her cunt. The boy was like that, though. He could shoot jism all day long, and then shoot more. Carla wondered where it all came from. Matty's father and brother were the same way-they put out jism like cows put out milk.
While Carla rotated her screwed young ass, trying to excite the boy even more-if that was possible-she delighted in the sight of the two female asses rotating in front of her nose. Both Aunt Brenda and Cousin Jenny were on their hands and knees in front of her, wiggling their upturned asses and cunts at her. They wanted her to suck them off.
Carla watched the beautiful female asses. The sight almost made her come. During this week, Carla had come to love female pussy and ass almost as much as she loved hard male cock. She hadn't dreamed, before she came to the ranch, that she'd be sucking Aunt Brenda's pussy again and again, that she'd be licking out Cousin Jenny's cunt and asshole, that she'd be sucking down pussyjuice as if it were cum.
Brenda and Jenny had identical asses and cunts. Blond hair trailed down their backs. Some hung past their shoulders and almost touched the floor. Carla had wrapped herself in that beautiful hair countless times.
"Eat me, Carla," Jenny said, wiggling her sexy ass.
"Suck us off, darling," Aunt Brenda said. Her beautiful asshole throbbed like a pretty mouth, hungry for Carla's kiss.
Carla didn't know which juicy ass to eat out first. She closed her eyes and swayed her head back and forth as if playing spin-the-bottle with her nose. She pressed forward. Her nose nestled in the humid warmth of an asscrack. Her lips pressed against a wet, hairy pussy. The hot scent of female ass and cunt was overwhelming. Carla inhaled deeply and opened her eyes.
Out of the corner of her right eye she saw Jenny's teenage ass wiggling naked in the firelight. Immediately, Carla realized that her face was buried against Aunt Brenda's sexy asscrack. Her nose probed the hungry asshole she'd seen gleaming and throbbing just seconds ago as she'd debated which ass to eat first. The hungry asshole sucked at Carla's nose, making it tingle.
Carla shoved her tongue out and began licking, first Brenda's cunt, then Brenda's asscrack. She made long, wide, wet lapping motions with her tongue, wanting to taste every sexy inch of Brenda's ass and pussy.
Aunt Brenda wiggled her ass so wildly that she almost broke Carla's nose. "Mmmmm, honey, beautiful!" Brenda moaned. "Oh, sooo good! Lick my ass, darling! Suck my pussy!"
Carla mashed her nose hard against Brenda's asshole. The hot hole gaped, and Carla's nose slid between the warm, sucking walls of the pucker. Carla wished that her nose was longer. She'd love to shove her nose right up Aunt Brenda's hot asshole and fuck it. She slid the tip of her tongue between Brenda's pussylips, then wiggled her whole tongue up Brenda's cunt. Brenda squealed, as if a cock had just entered her. Her cunt gushed. Pussyjuice dripped from
Carla's chin.
Carla chewed into Aunt Brenda's spongy cuntlips. She thrust her tongue like a corkscrew against the hot, throbbing walls of Brenda's inner cunt. She felt Brenda's stiff little clit squirming against her lower lip, and she bit into it.
Brenda whined. "Oh, Carla! Oh, honey! You do it so good! Uh, uh, oh, yessss! Eat me, darling!
Make me come!"
Carla let her lips and tongue and teeth loose against her aunt's hot, gushing cunt. She gnawed and licked and sucked, munching at the succulent cunt as if it were a ripe melon. She could feel Aunt Brenda's cunt contract-quick, flickering contractions at first, then slower, more forceful, shuddering contractions. Aunt Brenda was beginning to feel her spasms.
Carla wiggled her own ass, clamping down hard on Matty's whizzing young cock, forcing her squirming clit hard against Matty's smooth, filing cockshaft. She concentrated on the feelings in her own pussy, trying to bring on her own orgasm, wanting to spasm with Aunt Brenda.
"I'm coming!" Aunt Brenda gasped. "Carla, my sweet angel! Ohhhhhh! Ahhhhhhh! Eeeeee!
Uh! Uh! Uh!"
Carla's mouth filled with Aunt Brenda's hot pussyjuice. As Aunt Brenda spasmed, her cunt seemed to wring itself out like a sponge against
Carla's sucking mouth. Carla's lips could sense the pleasure pulsating through Aunt Brenda's cunt, and the realization of Aunt Brenda's intense pleasure was enough to push Carla over the brink.
Carla's cunt exploded with feeling. The sensations shot up her spine, shot down her legs, shot through her tits and lips and toes. Her loins became a whirlwind of pleasure. Carla whimpered into Aunt Brenda's spasming cunt, washing her face in Aunt Brenda's hot cuntjuice.
Halfway through her orgasm, Carla felt as if her cunt were being speared with a hot poker. She realized suddenly that Matty was coming. Matty was shooting hot spears of his white jism into the depths of her body. Matty's big cock was ballooning and contracting, his big nuts, pumping. Carla listened through the waterfall-like whirling of her mind, listened through her own whimpering, listened past Aunt Brenda's whining. At last she could hear, as if in the distance, Matty's hot orgasmic mutterings behind her, his pained cries of boyish pleasure.
As Carla listened, delighting in the sounds of Matty's pleasure-whimpers, delighting in the sound of Brenda's mature female whines, she heard grunts and squeals beyond those of herself, Brenda and Matty. Scott and Uncle Fred were grunting. Cousin Jenny was squealing.
Aunt Brenda's orgasm subsided, and she fell forward on the rug.
Carla collapsed with her, bringing down Matty-with his prick still buried in her cunt-down on top of her. Then Carla was able to see the commotion next to her. Despite all Carla's experiences of this past week, she was surprised at what she saw. Uncle Fred and Cousin Scott were both fucking Cousin Jenny-Scott, Jenny's cunt-Fred, Jenny's asshole!