Chapter 3
By the time my mother walked into the house, I was upstairs getting dressed. Uncle Robert was sitting at the bar in the kitchen sipping iced tea. I heard her squeal of pleasure when she saw him and imagined them hugging.
God, I hoped he remembered to wash his hands. And then I wondered what her reaction would be if she were to have any idea of what had just taken place in the middle of her kitchen.
"You look great!" he was saying as I came down the stairs.
"You do, too," she said, holding onto one of his hands with both of hers. "Can I fix you some lunch."
"Donna has already taken care of me," he said. I didn't dare look at him.
"Gotta go," I said brightly. Then I kissed my mother on the cheek and my uncle on the cheek, grabbed my purse and hurried out to my car. His cum was still oozing from me and I squirmed in the seat.
Over the next few days, my uncle and I became closer and closer. I slipped into his room at night, or he came into mine. We met at the house when everyone was gone. Sometimes, when my father would send us out to work with one of his clients, me to write, Uncle Robert to sketch or take pictures, we would park somewhere and indulge in a quickie. We just couldn't seem to keep our hands off each other.
But it wasn't just sex. We talked easily, like old friends. The fact that he was more than twenty years my senior didn't seem to make any difference. We had a lot of common interests.
One afternoon on the way to make a presentation to a client, I confessed to him that I wanted to fuck my father.
"Well, there's nothing like keeping it in the family," he said with a little grin.
I shuddered as his hand slid up my thigh.
"Haven't you ever wanted to fuck one of your relatives besides me?" I asked.
"Sure." Before I could question him further, he asked me a question. "Why don't you just seduce your father? You're obviously very good at it. Look how quickly you turned me on."
"I'm afraid he might be offended or hurt or.. . " I shrugged, not knowing the real reason I was afraid.
"Or maybe he would be too much for you to handle."
"Maybe."
"Let's just see how many family members we can seduce," he said. His fingers were rubbing the front of my panties now.
"Bring them into our circle," I said with a little laugh. My legs parted of their own accord and I had trouble concentrating on the road.
"Yeah, sort of," he answered. "Since you brought it up, you have to go first. Seduce your father and then I'll go after whoever you suggest."
I opened my mouth to challenge him to seduce my mother, but he stopped me.
"Not yet," he whispered. His fingers were sliding up and down the deep groove between my pussy lips. "You have to go first."
"I can't seduce my father," I said. "I simply can't do it."
Robert thought for a moment. "Okay, start with someone else and work up to your dad. What about Chet?"
At the mention of my older brother's name, I blushed. It was almost as if my uncle could read my mind. For the last few months, I'd been fantasizing about him, too. We were closer than most siblings even though I was still in school and he was working. We talked about most everything and even shared some of our secrets with each other. It wasn't unusual for me to give him a back rub when he came home from work. And more than once he had stayed up with me all night, helping me study for an exam.
"Why not," I finally said. "He's always complaining about not getting enough pussy."
"See, there's your opening. He's probably wanted you all along, hoping you'd make the first move," Uncle Robert said. With a little wink, he offered me his wet fingers. I licked them clean, moaning at the taste of my own juices.
We arrived at the client's store. It was a huge appliance store. The owner and my father had worked together for years. Going over the ad copy I'd written and showing him Uncle Robert's artwork and the layout was merely a formality. When we climbed back into the car and headed for the office, Uncle
Robert brought up the seduction of my brother again.
"When do you think you'll do it?" he asked.
I went over my schedule in my head. "Tomorrow afternoon," I said after a few minutes. "Chet gets off early on Wednesday. He usually just hangs around the house until his buddies get off work. Then they play basketball at the gym. I'll tell Dad I had a class that ran late. He'll understand."
"And I'll tell him I had some legal matters to take care of," Uncle Robert said.
I gave him a questioning look.
"So I can be there to watch," he explained. "You didn't think I was going to just take your word for it, did you?"
I laughed, excited and nervous at the same time. Seducing my brother was one thing, but with Uncle Robert watching, it was destined to become the thrill of a lifetime.
I timed my arrival at the house a little later than usual. Chet was already there, his Jeep Renegade parked in the driveway. I didn't see Uncle Robert's car. As I approached the house, I happened to glance up at my bedroom window.
Uncle Robert waved and then disappeared.
My brother was stretched out on the sofa, snoring softly. He was wearing blue jogging shorts and nothing else. I stood there looking down at him, admiring his strong, athletic body. He was tall and sturdily built like our father and he had the same dark coloring. His chest was covered with a thick mat of dark hair that swirled down his flat stomach and into the waistband of his shorts.
He stirred in his sleep and I was afraid he was going to wake up. He didn't. All he did was scratch his balls and then his steady breathing returned.
A movement in the doorway caught my attention. I looked up to see Uncle Robert standing there. He gave me the thumbs up signal and grinned.
Reaching out with trembling fingers, I stroked Chet's muscular thigh. His skin was warm to the touch. And then I moved my hand upward until my fingertips caressed the silky fabric of his shorts. They, too, were warmed by his body.
Sparks of excitement flew up my arm and before I realized it, I was touching his prick. I traced around it with my fingers and then gave it a little squeeze. A quick glance up at Chet's face told me that he was still sleeping soundly even though he had stirred a couple of times. I imagined he thought he was dreaming.
And, yes, Uncle Robert was still watching. Leaning against the door, he rubbed his crotch absently.
Slowly, I knelt on the floor beside the sofa. I eased the front of the shorts down and discovered he wasn't even wearing underwear. There was his half-awake prick curled against his stomach, surrounded by a thatch of black hair. Even at that state it was huge.
Big dicks must run in our family, I thought to myself and smiled.
Leaning forward, I placed my lips against his cockhead and kissed it.
Chet groaned and spread his legs wide. His eyes were still closed.
His wonderful male aroma teased my nose, adding to the sinfully delicious pleasure of this moment. Squeezing my legs together around my tingling pussy, I found myself licking him with just the tip of my tongue. He tasted slightly salty.
Chet groaned again and humped upward gently.
I looked from his glistening wet cock up to his face. His eyes were still closed, the long, dark lashes casting shadows on his cheeks. Then I glanced over at the door. Uncle Robert was still right there, watching intently.
Since his cock was still in the growing stages, I opened my mouth and took most of it inside. I worked my tongue back and forth over the nerve bundle just below the head. And he began to grow. As his prick lengthened and stiffened in my mouth, I released it inch by inch. Finally, all that remained between my lips was his gigantic knob.
Chet was moaning steadily now even though he was still asleep. I imagined he thought he was having an erotic dream.
"So hot," he muttered, squirming on the sofa. "So fucking wet."
That scared me and I pulled my mouth off of him abruptly. His eyes were still closed, although his handsome face was no longer relaxed. It was a mask of concentration.
Uncle Robert was standing just on the other side of the door, where no one could see him but me. He had unzipped his pants and was stroking his stiff cock.
Slowly, cautiously my mouth returned to my brother's prick. I began sucking him again. The longer I sucked and licked, the more aggressive I became. My pussy pulsed and a flood of juices wet my panties. I slipped a hand between his legs and cupped his hairy ball sac. It felt full.
"Damn, what a tight little cunt," Chet groaned, fucking my mouth. "I want to fuck it all night.'"
He was definitely still asleep, dreaming that he was fucking someone's pussy! I took him deeper, squeezed him with my lips and then released him slowly.
"Fuck," Chet grunted. He had just begun to throb. When his eyes fluttered open, I was looking at him, my fingers sliding up and down his spit-slick prong. "Donna!"
This time, his grunt was one of surprise, shock and I don't know what else. He tried to sit up, fell back again, and then just stared at me.
"Hey, big brother," I said with a sexy wink.
Keeping my eyes on his, I lowered my mouth to his cock again. I knew he was too far gone to stop me now. And I knew Uncle Robert was watching. I licked my way up and down my brother's thick shaft and then swirled my tongue around his knob. He was still staring when I formed a tiny ring with my lips and pushed them down over his cockhead.
"Dear, God!" Chet groaned. He closed his eyes and thrust upward into my mouth, a purely involuntary reaction.
"Surprised?" I asked, after releasing him as slowly as I had done before.
"Yeah," he breathed. "Should you be doing that."
"You like it don't you?" I responded. "Sure, but.. . "
"I like it, too," I said. I slid my mouth down over him again and sucked hard for a few minutes. And then I tickled his sensitive spot with the tip of my tongue. "In fact, I love it. You taste so good."
Chet closed his eyes and groaned loudly as I worked the wet skin of his cock up and down. Pre-cum oozed out of the little hole in the end of his prick. I watched the pearly droplets gather there until they began sliding down the side, and then I lapped them off hungrily.
He was still groaning when they were all gone. I probed into his piss slit for more and pumped him with my free hand, a little faster than before. My other hand was between my own legs, squeezing my leaking pussy.
I knew without looking that my uncle was still watching. That only added to the excitement of the situation.
"You're going to let me take care of you as well, aren't you, Sis?" Chet asked suddenly.
"If that's what you want," I answered.
"I want," my brother said as he reached for me. "Come here."
I allowed Chet to pull me on top of him. While he kissed my mouth, I rubbed my wet panties all over his hard, hot muscle.
"Let me see that pretty pussy," he breathed.
Standing up, I removed my jeans and panties. There I stood before my brother in the middle of the living room wearing nothing but a T-shirt. He made a soft sound when he stroked my bush. A single, teasing finger slid up between my swollen lips.
"You're wet," he breathed.
I nodded. "Wet for you."
Then Chet licked his finger. "I gotta have some more of that sweet stuff. Ready for a mustache ride."
"Only if I can suck your cock at the same time," I bargained.
"Such talk coming from my pretty sister," Chet said with a soft, throaty chuckle.
Keeping my fingers wrapped around his stiff prick, I turned around and squatted over my brother's face. As I did so, I spotted Uncle Robert peeping around the open door. A little shiver ran through me.
Chet's hot breath stirring my hairs pulled my attention back to him. I watched as he sniffed my wide open cunt and then worked his tongue up and down my slit. Finally, my brother grabbed my ass with both hands and pulled me down onto his outstretched tongue.
Groaning, I leaned forward and took his prick into my mouth. I caught a glimpse of Uncle Robert again, but it was Chet who was driving me wild. I took his dick deep, allowing it to touch the back of my throat. It throbbed and seemed to grow even larger. Chet moaned into my muff. His thick, oral muscle was moving in and out of my pussy, faster and faster, deeper and deeper. Hanging onto his dick with my mouth and both hands, I smeared my pussy all over his face as my orgasm hit hard and fast.
For the next few minutes, Chet was so busy swallowing my flowing juices he didn't have time to think about his own pleasure. I licked his dick like a big lollipop as I struggled to catch my breath.
Finally, he lifted me off his face slightly. "I'm going to have to fuck this pussy."
As much as I loved sucking him, as much as I had wanted to swallow my brother's hot cum, I crawled off the sofa and onto the floor. Spreading my legs wide, I held my swollen lips even wider. "Come and get it, big brother," I moaned, thrusting my cunt in his direction.
Chet slid off the sofa and crawled between my legs. He guided his dick to my wet hole with one hand and rubbed it up and down my slit. I gasped and jumped when he mashed my clit. I moaned when he pushed just the head between my lips. That moan turned into a groan when his wet cockhead teased my tiny anal opening.
"Think you can take it there?" he breathed.
"Yes," I hissed. Suddenly, that was all I wanted. "Fuck my ass."
Chet guided his cock up to my pussy again and pushed it inside. He fell into a steady fucking rhythm right away. Riding high on my mound, he stimulated my clit perfectly. I wrapped my legs around his lean ass and held on tight.
Over my brother's shoulder, I could see Uncle Robert watching us. I bucked against my brother that much faster, my orgasm swelling inside of me like a balloon. Just when I thought Chet had forgotten all about my anal request, he pulled his dripping cock from my hole and slid it down my crack.
"Hold those legs open wide," he grunted, his voice shaking. His breathing was coming in deep, ragged gasps and sweat beaded on his forehead. "I'm going to ream your ass."
I did as he asked, crushing my nipples with my thighs. "Hurry, Chet, hurry," I whimpered as I thrust my lewdly splayed ass-hole in his direction. "I want your fat cock inside of me."
Chet watched as he placed his well-lubricated knob against my butt hole. He worked it in a small circle, pushing steadily. We both held our breath and, for a moment, I was afraid he wasn't going to fit. And then, suddenly, he was inside of me. The fat knob stretched me wide, but his shaft spread me even wider.
"That tight fucking ass-hole is going to make me cum," Chet warned as he worked his dick in and out with short quick strokes. "Me, too," I moaned. And then my fingers found my clit. "I want you to cum in my ass, Chet. I want to feel you squirt."
"Donna," Chet groaned.
His cock was already beginning to swell. Again, over my brother's shoulder, I could see Uncle Robert. He was watching us closely, one hand moving steadily up and down his prick. The sight thrilled me.
"Fuck it," I grunted, pinching my clit to match Chet's rapid thrusting. "Fill my ass with your hot load."
"Oh!" Chet grunted.
Finally, he was in to the hilt. I could feel his balls against my upturned ass. My orgasm loomed over me like a thrilling shadow.
"Here it comes," he groaned as he slammed into me one last time.
His cock throbbed in my ass-hole and then it began to jerk. The next thing I knew, white-hot cum was being sprayed into my rectum. That, plus the fact that Uncle Robert was standing in the doorway, emptying his balls into the carpet, triggered my orgasm. I howled with pleasure, rubbing my clit furiously while my ass-hole clamped down on Chet's cock and literally drained his balls.
Chet collapsed on top of me, sweating and gasping for breath. I recovered slowly and held onto his dick with my ass-hole as long as I could. Finally, it slipped out of me and I could feel his cum oozing down my crack to the floor.
Uncle Robert was gone.
"We'd better get cleaned up," I whispered, fondling his cum-covered cock.
"Yeah, we wouldn't want Mom and Dad to catch us like this, would we?" he said with a little laugh.
"Oh, I think Mom would understand," I told him as he helped me to my feet.
"What makes you say that?" Chet asked, sounding suspicious.
"I don't know, just a feeling," I answered. We were upstairs by this time and I ducked into the bathroom.
I'd fulfilled my part of the bargain. Now it was Uncle Robert's turn to bring another family member into our circle. Watching him fuck my mother was going to be the thrill of a lifetime!