Chapter 9
"Hi, Allan. Glad to meet you," said Maggie.
"Allan is a friend from college, Maggie, and he'll be here for a few days. We're off to the beach, want to come along?" asked Kevin.
She looked slyly at him. "I don't think so, not today, Kev. Maybe some other time." She stood in the kitchen helping Tracy with the breakfast dishes.
"Go on if you want, Maggie. I have scads to do and there really isn't anything to keep you back."
"Hey, it would be great having such a good-looking aunt along," Allan joked. "All my aunts are about ninety and wasted away to nothing." He cast an appreciative glance up and down Maggie's body. She wore a halter top that revealed her large, tight tits, and white shorts that displayed the cleft of her pussy mound.
He was nice looking, taller than Kevin, with a swimmer's body. His long hair was soft and rich, blond from hours in the sun.
"No, I don't think so, Kevin." She gave him a suggestive smile.
He laughed. "Hey, it's not the same place. We're driving up the coast to a place I know. There shouldn't be another soul around for miles. I'd really like for you to come if you want to. So would Allan, wouldn't you?" he said turning to his friend and punching him lightly in the arm.
"Hell yes. I think I'll sign the papers to become your adopted nephew." The look in his eye made Maggie wonder if Kevin had been talking to Allan about family matters.
"Well, if it really isn't-" "No, it's not." His broad smile was a little unsettling.
"Sure you don't mind, Tracy. I'd be glad to stay around the house and pick up or whatever."
"No, go on and have fun." She gave her sister a hug and Maggie went up to put on her bathing suit.
Kevin had been right. The beach, once they managed to get down to it from the cliff above, was deserted for as far as she could see. The blue sky melded with the blue-green water on the horizon and a handful of puffy, white clouds hung just above the fuzzy line to the north. The ocean was calm, and lazy waves rolled up the beach and broke with a muffled thud and a drawn-out hiss as the foamy water rushed up the wet sand.
"Satisfied?" asked Kevin.
"Fantastic," she said, putting her arm around his waist. He draped his arm over her shoulder and his hand brushed lightly against the top of her right tit. Even with Allan standing beside them, she liked the feel and put her hand on top of his and pressed lightly. He winked at her and led her up the beach.
They spread out their blankets on a sandy run that backed up against a hollow in the rocky cliff. Even though there was no one else around, they had even more privacy.
Allan had lugged a vinyl cooler bag full of beer, and she discovered later, a bottle of white wine for her. They swam and sunned, and as the sun climbed into the sky, they were absorbed slowly into the beauty of the day.
"I don't know about you," said Kevin abruptly, "but I don't want to get an uneven tan." He stood up and pulled down his trunks. His long cock was shriveled and wrinkled from the water and the chill it produced. He pulled it out of the matted hair, and extended it as far as it would go before letting it snap back almost like a rubber band.
"Maggie doesn't mind?" asked Allan.
"Hey, Maggie is one swell aunt, I told you.
Cool as they come. Right, Maggie?" he chucked her under the chin and smiled.
"What ever you say, Kevin. You seem to be in control of most things."
"Right you are, auntie, right you are." She sat cross-legged across from him and her eyes ate up his cock in its field of soft cock hair.
"Why not," said Allan and got up to take off his trunks.
Maggie watched him and was surprised that his cock was so fat, a thick white stub of a thing that sprouted out of dark brown hair.
"Deceptive," said Kevin, as if reading her mind. A gift he seemed to have.
"I don't know what you-" Her words trailed off when she saw the look in his eye. He knew that she knew.
"You should see it hard."
Maggie had not changed so much that she didn't blush scarlet with Kevin's words. Allan just shrugged and sat back down on the blanket.
Kevin got them all something to drink. Beer for him and Allan, wine for Maggie. He had brought along a plastic glass with a bottom that detached. She sipped her wine and they guzzled their beer.
What the fuck, she said to herself as the cold wine slid down her throat and warmed her stomach. There wasn't anyone around for miles, and she was comfortable with Kevin. God, what difference could Allan make. Besides, she felt funny sitting there with her suit on between the two nude boys.
"Undo me," she said to Kevin as she turned her back to him.
"All right!" he said. His fingers quickly undid the bow. and unclasped the hook.
Maggie's top fell away and Allan's face lit up as he saw the large, firm tits jiggling free and unfettered. Her nipples were hard and pink, jutting out from her cone-like tits, as though offering themselves for some eager mouth to suck open.
"Jesus, Kevin, you said she was a looker, but I had no idea. God, Maggie, you got great tits. So big!"
"Glad you like them, Allan." She stood up and hooked her thumbs into the elastic of her bottoms and slid them down slowly, watching Allan's eyes as she exposed the thick patch of pussy hair. His eyes grew wide and his mouth gaped.
"Some aunt, huh?" said Kevin.
"Jesus fuckin' Christ!" Allan sat dumbfounded, his prick stirring in its field of soft, brown hair.
"And you didn't believe your good buddy Kevin." He turned up his beer and swallowed the dregs of his can.
"I mean, shit, man, would you have believed me if I had told you the same thing?"
"Who knows," said Kevin.
The sun grew warmer and they drank more. The wine began to soften up the landscape for Maggie, and she felt herself oozing into her surroundings.
"Know how the prince drank from the glass slipper, or something? Well, I want to drink from something of yours, Aunt Maggie."
She looked around. "What have I got to drink from?"
"You're sitting on it, babe."
She raised up her right ass cheek and felt under her and then the left. Looking questioningly at him, she said, "You have already had too much to drink."
"Never. I want to drink my beer out of your cunt, Maggie."
Her mouth dropped open and she soon doubled over with laughter.
"No, don't laugh at me. I really do. I want to be your knight in tarnished armor and sip beer out of your pussy."
"You're crazy, Kevin."
"Maybe he's crazy, but that I want to see," said Allan.
"Come on, Maggie, just a sip of beer out of your pussy and I'll be your slave for life. "You're absolutely nuts." Nobody was going to drink beer out of her cunt, not even Kevin. But the more she thought about it, the funnier it became. Shit! Why not? What was the harm!
"Maggie, for good old Kevin, your devoted nephew, lackey, slave." He pleaded with her on one bent knee. She could see that his cock had grown to more its normal length. The head still looked like a purple, shriveled prune, though. That too made her laugh.
"Don't laugh at my plight, Aunt Maggie. 1 must have beer from your cunt," and having said it, he snatched at her legs before she could even give her approval for the plan.
"Ooooh!" she cried. "Don't! Kevin, please," she now begged, but he was well on his way.
"Help me, Allan, this squirming bitch is more than I can handle." He fought with her writhing legs. He tried to pull her legs and hips up off the blanket and bow her back. Allen grabbed her around the hips and held her with just her shoulders touching the blanket.
"Oh, damn you! Damn you, Kevin Reed. "I'll never!" She caught herself. She didn't want to to share any more of the family secret than Kevin had already shared with Allan.
"Stop struggling, cunt. How will I ever get my beer up your cunt." His fingers worked at her pussy lips and tried to part them. He held a can of beer just above her cunt, and as she twisted and squirmed she felt the cold beer splash onto her hot skin, icy-hot drops that sent her cunt into quivering expectation.
She stopped her wiggling and the two boys hauled her hips up so that Kevin had a clearer shot at her cunt.
Kevin spread her cuntlips with his thumb and forefinger. He turned the beer can with his other hand and Maggie could see the bright, sunny brew spill over the lip of the can and splash into her cunt.
"Fuck!" she yelled. The cold beer felt like an explosion as it hit her hot, slick cunt flesh. "Jesus, that's cold, Kevin."
"Easy, Maggie, almost done, easy. Don't spill my drink, now." He tossed the half full beer can away and bent his head over her cunt. His tongue darted out and lapped up the beer that collected in the nooks and crevices of her cunt mouth, and then he fastened his lips to her pussy and began to lower her hips.
"Oh, my god," said Maggie, a look of amazement spreading across her face. She could feel the beer running out her cunt and gurgling into Kevin's sucking mouth.
"I don't believe it, I fuckin' don't believe it," said Allen, still holding her hips and one leg.
From her awkward angle Maggie could see that Kevin had been right about Allan, too. She watched as his cock grew, inches beyond its stubby apparent size, enormous in its bulk.
"Aaaah, fuck, yes, fuck everything," she said in amazement to herself, for she wanted that thick cock up her cunt.
"Aaaaaaaaaah," said Kevin, licking his lips after he had lowered her to the blanket. "Now that was a man's drink." They all laughed, even Maggie. Her chilled cunt felt strangely numb, cold and hot with the same intensity at the same time. But as she looked at Allen's fully erect cock she knew what would set it straight and knock the chill.
"Allan, do you want to fuck me?" She raised up her hand. "Would you like to screw this old auntie while Kevin watches?"
"Would I? Shit! I can hardly wait." His hand dropped to his cock and he jerked at its thickness until a large bead of cum juice swelled out of the pee slit. He continued jacking off his cock until the bead fell like a ball of liquid fire in the afternoon sun and dropped into the soft hair between her belly and cunt. Her finger rubbed the clear liquid into her skin, and she spread her legs so that he could get between them.
"God almighty, who would believe-" he shook his head and pushed down on his thick cock.
Allan's cock wasn't nearly as long as Kevin's, but it was much, much thicker. She could feel the massive size of it as he pushed the blunt head against the mouth of her pussy.
"Oooh! Allan, what a cock, what a big cock. Fuck me with your giant cock, honey, let Kevin watch you fuck his auntie with your big cock." She twisted her hips and squirmed her ass around, trying to make room for the thickness of his cock. The head seemed to stick in her mouth.
"Maggie, oh, Maggie," the boy said over and over. He forced his prick deeper into her cunt.
She thought he would tear her cunt apart with the size of his cock, but the farther he got inside, the easier it seemed to go.
"Yeah, that's it, honey, fuck into Maggie, put that sweet cock up my cunt, baby, oooooh, do it to me, hon." She felt her pussy expand and his cunt-ripping cock ease up farther and farther. She raised up and reached for Kevin's lengthy cock. He still stood on his knees, his cock bowing up before her. "Move over, baby, so I can get my hands on that prick of yours."
Kevin crawled over on his knees and pushed down on his long cock so she could reach it. She took it and pulled it toward her, rubbed it against her tits, across her cheek, laid it across her lips and licked at the underside beneath the head with her tongue.
"Tight cunt, Maggie, such a tight cunt," said Allan, shoving in the last inches of his cock so that his balls hung heavy against her ass.
"Tight for you, Allan, just for you, now fuck that tight hole and fill me with your sweet cum."
She had never talked like this, but she wanted to say it all, feel it all. She wanted everything. She cried out, throwing her head from side to side, her mouth still brushing against Kevin's cock.
"Yeah, baby, fuck it," said Allan, beginning to drive the tremendous heft of his cock into her tight cunt. "Do it, bitch, fuck my cock, take it up your pussy and fuck it." He pumped wildly, thrusting with all the energy his hips and legs could muster.
"Take my cock in your mouth, Maggie," said Kevin, bending over her, knees on one side of her head, elbows on the other.
She pulled his angling prick down near her lips and sucked in his head. She nibbled the head and licked around the end like an ice cream cone.
"Suck me, Maggie, suck my cock."
"Take all my cock, you bitch," yelled Allan, "take this hot rod and suck it up your pussy." He fucked her with vicious, short strokes that sent shudders that jarred her teeth against Kevin's cock.
"Mmmmm," she tried to say.
"Suck my cock with that hot mouth, Auntie, suck it for all your worth."
She felt Kevin begin to fuck down into her open mouth. She held her lips together so that his cock would have to press against them to enter.
"Yeah, that's it, baby, let me fuck your mouth." His long cock fucked into her with quick, short thrusts, and she jacked him off above her. His balls hung heavy down around her hand as she jerked at the loose skin surrounding his prick.
"Yeah, baby, yeah, do it to me, do it good." Kevin fucked with longer strokes, and she felt his head bob and knock against the back of her throat. She fought back the gagging sensation, and tried to relax-she knew that was the key, but she didn't know if she could do it. He was so long, and she had never done it before, but she didn't want to disappoint him. Really wanted him to fuck her throat, deep throating was what she wanted to do for him.
"Maggie, oh, shit! Maggie!" She felt his excitement as he became aware of what she was doing. He didn't wait for her to signal, but began thrusting deeper into her throat, deeper and faster.
"Aaaaggghhhhhh," she fought the cock down her throat, down and down, until she felt it brush her tonsils. She couldn't believe that she was doing it. The gagging sensation had eased and as long as she remembered to breath out of her nose, she was fine.
"God, everlovin' god, Maggie, you've got it in," and then he began to fuck her mouth and throat with long, slow strokes.
She could feel his head slide across her tongue and beneath the soft roof of her mouth, against the back of her throat and then begin its tight, constricted descent.
She had relaxed enough to feel the twin thrustings of each boy as he plowed into his own private fuck hole. They fucked in unison, steady rhythmic fucking that sent Maggie deep into herself, reaching down to the very core of her being in search of still a greater sensation. And as they fucked, she knew that she would find it, it was almost within her grasp.
"Aaagghhaa," she whimpered up Kevin's long cock, begging to be fucked wilder, deeper.
But both boys seemed to understand without hearing her words, for they thrust into her, crammed their cocks into her mouth and cunt with such force that her coming was only a matter of seconds away.
"Agha, agha," she cried. Deep in the pit of her stomach something wound too tight and sprung and the sharp shards ripped her as they exploded with blinding force.
"Come, Maggie, yeah, come like a wild woman." And she did, bucking and grunting, her body bouncing up off the blanket, suspended by the two thrusting cocks.
Wave after wave of pleasure washed out from the center of her and she rode every wave until it spent itself.
Just as she was about to regain her senses, she felt the massive explosions as both Kevin's and Allan's cocks shot their loads into her pulsating body. The hot cum gushed into her and she thrilled at the idea of being filled from both ends, pumped full of their thick fuck juice, filled fuller of cock than she had ever been. She tried to open her cunt and throat wider, not wanting to lose any of it, wanting to take in their cocks as far as they would go.
"Aaaggghhh! Take my cock and suck it up into your pussy," Allan cried. Maggie thought maybe the force of his fucking just might do that. At that moment, he came and he began to slump against her, his thick cock still planted deep into her pussy and twitching away.
"Suck my load down your throat, Maggie, take it, honey, suck it down." Kevin's cock pumped gushes of hot cum into her, filled her throat and belly with his scalding load.
When the last squirt forced its way down her throat, he, too, crumpled over her, his cock clogging her mouth so that she had to turn her head slightly to breathe. Shit, she had never been so thoroughly fucked in her life, and she lay there basking in the pleasure as the two young cocks began to soften in their tight passages.