Chapter 8
Back in her room Maggie tossed and turned happily in her bed, recurrent images of Tracy and John filling her sleep. She lingered there between sleep and waking, full of her sister and brother-in-law, her pussy still tingling, her tits still throbbing, the connecting line between them taut and singing.
She had managed to push out of her mind all the confusion, all the doubts, all the guilt, and now she reveled in the pulsing sensations that radiated up from her cunt. She lay on her side with her hand tucked between her legs, fingers walking slowly through the thicket of her cunt hair. She remembered Tracy's fingers, and John's-and farther back she remembered Kevin's. Kevin's image swirled in on her, and she shuddered at the possibility of being with them all. Her cunt jumped with twittering anticipation.
And just as her body had begun to relax, the sensations finally dying to the softness of fond memories, she was aware that the fingers that toyed with her cunt were not her own.
"Huh," she said dreamily, sleep still holding her lightly in its grasp. "What, who?"
She tried to focus her eyes in the dim light, but the hump beneath the covers was out of sight.
She could feel wet kisses up the insides of her thighs, a hot tongue running along the crevice of her thigh and the swell of her ass cheek.
"Tracy?" She began to clear her head. The giggle told her that it wasn't her sister.
"So you and Mom have finally gotten together," said Kevin from under the blanket.
"Kevin! What the fuck?"
"You guessed it, Aunt Maggie. I need a fuck."
"You are unbelievable, Kevin. I thought-I don't know what I thought." She pushed the blanket down and pulled his naked body against her. She had gone to bed nude, for the first time in her life, still locked in the memory of her fucking bout with Tracy and John, and now she was glad that she had.
She could feel Kevin's hard cock against her belly as she clutched him to her, crushed his chest against her full, firm tits.
"I guess it had to be, you know. I was just dreaming about fucking you, kind of." She kissed him and sunk her tongue deep into his mouth, ran it around his teeth, and fluttered it against his own. She sucked his tongue into her mouth and nibbled at it with her teeth.
"You sure you were dreaming?" he asked pulling away from her sucking mouth.
"Not any more," she said smiling at him in the weak light that passed through her shade.
"Good," said Kevin, beginning to jack off his long, hard prick. "I've had this thing half the night just thinking about you."
"Let me have it," she said. She reached out and took his cock in both her hands, one on top of the other, and began to jerk him off slowly. She was aware that he was almost as long as his father, but not nearly as thick. But it was still a lovely cock, and she bent to suck the head into her hot mouth. She rubbed her tongue around the velvet-smooth end, back and forth on the very tip.
"Aaaaah, that feels so good," he said, lying back so that she could crawl up between his spread legs. She bent to her task and jerked him and sucked on the throbbing knob of his cock as the same time.
"Love your fuckin' mouth, Maggie, such a good mouth. Fuck me with your mouth, Auntie, fuck me with that hot wild mouth of yours."
"I'm fucking you, baby. I want to fuck your cock with my dripping mouth and suck your cum, Kev, suck your cum up from your big balls, suck your spunk through your cock like a straw-yeah," she said, licking the round head. She sucked up as much cock as she could in one. slurping swoop, felt it bang against the back of her throat, and tried to force it farther.
"Gimme head, Maggie." He raised up and reached around and under her to grab hold of her tits, worked them with his strong fingers, and sent powerful sensations flooding through Maggie's body.
"Mmmmmm," she said, encouraging him to knead her tits.
He responded by squeezing harder, fingers seeking and finding the taut nipples, rolling their firmness around and around.
"Suck me, honey, yeah, suck the cum out of my balls. Fuck my cock with that wet, wild mouth." He pinched the nipples of her tits between his thumb and forefinger, pinched until Maggie felt the pleasure begin to scream with pain, but she wanted him to do it harder.
"Gggggggod, oh, god, yes, yes ... yes .. . yes," she said almost incoherently, saliva dribbling from the corners of her mouth, tongue hanging to one side, her eyes rolling. She returned to his cock and bit at the spongy end with her teeth, chewed gently at the meaty cock head until she felt even greater pain shoot out from her nipples like electrical charges.
She squeezed with both hands, sucked as hard as she could and bobbed her head up and down as his slick cock slid in and out of her mouth like a great piston. She held her lips tightly together and forced his cock head in and out, faster and faster.
"Now!" he cried, "Oh, now! Now! Now!" She felt the first hot spurts of his come shoot into her mouth and splash against the back of her throat. She felt the contractions of his prick in her hands, the convulsive spasms of his spunk forcing up through the tube in his cock.
He pumped into her mouth, fucked into her with utter abandon, feeling his cock head smash against teeth, mouth roof, throat, but his coming seemed to have blocked out everything but the hot gushes that erupted from his thrusting cock.
"Mmmmm, mmmm, mmmmm," Maggie said, but his cock was too firmly lodged in her mouth and throat for her words to take form. She wanted to tell him that she was about to come, even though her pussy was empty, unfilled.
But before she could reach the threshold, Kevin's final squirting filled her mouth and he fell back onto the sheets, his long cock glistening in the pale, white light cast by the street light, coated with his own cum.
"Aaaaaaah, Maggie, what head." A satisfied smile spread across his face and he reached down and cupped his balls, squeezed them. "I been saving that up all nighty Maggie."
Maggie had begun to fall from the high place up beside her coming, and fell faster now as he talked. She wanted him, needed him to help her back up.
"Kevin, I need you. I need you to-" "Shit, Maggie, I was so much into me, I forgot about you." He reached out his hand and stuck a finger up her sopping pussy. "Jesus, I guess you are ready, aren't you." His finger gushed in the thick wetness of her cunt, and they both smiled at the happy sound.
Kevin snuck another finger up her cunt and began to fuck rapidly into her pussy, lifting her higher and higher, pulling her back up to the height where she had seen her own climax just a few minutes before.
She spread her legs wide and pulled at his wrist. He responded by slipping another finger up her cunt. She could feel the small river of her juices running down between her legs, between her ass crack, dribbling around her asshole and setting her whole bottom on fire.
"Yes, yes, aaah, yes," she sighed as his hand pumped into the wet pussy between her legs with a wet, sucking sound, slushing against the slick lips of her cunt.
He pulled his hand away.
"No! Oh, no! Don't stop, baby." She clutched at his wrist, but he pulled away. "Oh, make me come, bring me off, please, get me there!"
"What do you think I'm doing," he said, moving between her legs.
And then she saw that his young cock was raring straight and stiff, angling up at her with a slight, quivering bow in it.
"Oh, you beautiful baby. Come to auntie," she said, pulling at his cock, guiding it down to her flaming fuck hole.
She tucked the knob into her cunt and then felt the full length of Kevin's cock slide up her cunt. "Ooooooh, yes, that's it, oh, that's so good," and she began to fuck up to meet his already demanding thrusts. "He pulled up her legs and hooked them behind the knee in the crook of his elbows.
"Oh, Jesus, oh, Jesus fuck!" She couldn't believe the pleasure that his long cock gave her pussy. "Fuck me, honey, fuck me like mad."
"Take it, take it all!" He rammed the length of it up her cunt. The head of it slammed into her tender cunt wall, and he slammed into her again, and again.
And Maggie thought she would go crazy as she climbed his thrusting cock to the high point of her coming. She thought her pussy could come apart with the force of his fucking.
But the pain was only a part of it.
"Yeah, oh yeah, baby, now you're close, coming closer." She could feel the pleasure gobbling up the pain as it flashed out from her cunt walls, swallowing up everything in its path.
Just over the crest of the next thrust she knew she would find it, and she pushed harder, squeezed his cock with every muscle her cunt had, and threw herself off into the emptiness of her orgasm.
"Eeeeiiiii," she cried as she fell into the broiling chaos of her coming. Her scream died away as she slipped into the hot ocean of coming. And for a time Maggie Cartright ceased to be.