Chapter 6
Even though the client had lots of questions and even a few suggestions, the presentation went smoothly. Uncle Robert handled it like a pro, even though he had only been in the business a few weeks. I did a quick rewrite on the spot and Uncle Robert even came up with a new logo.
"Tell your father, I want you to handle my account just as soon as you finish school, young lady," the older man told me.
"Thank you, sir. I will," I said politely.
He was so pleased with our work that he wrote a check and added a generous bonus.
Needless to say, we were both feeling pretty good as we headed for home.
"Are you glad you came here to work?" I asked.
My uncle was driving. Without taking his eyes off the road, he told me that he had never been happier in his life.
"Good," I said.
"Are you glad that I came here to work?" he wanted to know.
"Among other things," I said, licking my lips hungrily.
"Did you enjoy last night?" he asked, changing the subject completely.
"Very much so," I answered honestly.
"I think I've figured out a way to get you in bed with your mother," he told me.
I shivered at the thought. "Tell me."
Uncle Robert's plan seemed feasible enough. As usual, our only problem was when. All we could do was wait until the opportunity presented itself.
As it turned out, that happened two days later. I came home from school only to find Uncle Robert's car parked in the driveway alongside my mother's car. Quietly, I opened the front door and stepped inside. They were not in the kitchen, nor in any of the rooms downstairs.
In fact, the house was completely silent.
Upstairs, I went straight to the bathroom. The door was closed and I could hear the shower running. That's why they didn't hear my car. Turning the knob, I eased the door open and stepped into the steamy room.
They were both in the shower. I could see their silhouettes through the opaque curtain. Uncle Robert was sitting on the edge of the tub, his back braced against the tiled wall. My mother was on her knees in the tub, her head moving up and down in his lap.
"Sis, your mouth is so good." That was Uncle Robert and his voice was quivering.
My mother was too busy sucking her brother's cock to notice much of anything, but I approached them carefully. Peeping around the edge of the curtain, I could see her back. The stinging spray was hitting her right between the shoulder blades. Sheets of water cascaded down her slender back, down her hips and into the crack of her ass. She was fingering herself steadily.
"God, you taste so good," she moaned, licking him briefly and then swallowing him whole again.
Uncle Robert finally saw me. He winked and nodded.
"Lick my balls," he groaned loud enough to be heard over the roar of the shower.
My mother's head ducked lower and I swallowed hard as I watched her mouth covering his bloated balls. God, I wanted her so badly I could almost taste it. I stepped away from them and to the side so I could get undressed. When I was naked, I peeped at them again, pinching my erect nipples with one hand, squeezing my cunt with the other. I nodded to my uncle that I was ready.
"Are you going to let me fuck that pretty pussy again?" he asked after a few minutes.
"Oh, yes," she moaned. "I never get enough of that."
Releasing his balls abruptly, she turned off the shower. Standing up, she squatted, showing him how wet she was. Then she pulled the curtain open, stepped out of the tub and came face to face with me.
"Donna!" she gasped.
"Hi!" I said, nervous now that the time had come. "Honey, what are you doing here?" she asked. "Well, I was going to take a shower but.. . " I shrugged.
"Since you're here, you might as well join us," Uncle Robert said. He moved up behind my mother and caressed her wet breasts. Her nipples grew stiff almost immediately. I followed the movement of his hands down to her bush. It looked darker than usual because it was wet, but it was inviting nonetheless.
"Only if Mom doesn't mind," I said.
She caught her lower lip between her teeth. "I guess it would be okay. I've never had a threesome before."
"Well, this makes it even better," Uncle Robert purred, his mouth right at her ear. One of his fingers was sliding in and out of her pussy slowly. "Who better to introduce you to something like this than people who love and care about you."
I watched as she struggled to keep from reaching for more. Instead of touching her beautiful body like I wanted, I reached for a towel and began drying her off. I wiped her face dry and kissed her lips gently as I worked the fluffy towel down over her body. My pussy pulsed and I felt myself getting wet as I caressed her.
Moaning softly, she turned in her brother's arms and pressed the full length of her body against his, allowing me to dry her back. I rubbed the towel over her ass and then squatted to dry her shapely legs. When I was finished, I tossed the towel aside and licked the back of her thighs.
"Oh!" my mother gasped, but she made no move to stop me.
I continued licking and kissing her freshly washed skin, working my way closer and closer to her crotch. By the time I sniffed her cunt from behind, she was moaning steadily.
"Oh, God!" she groaned when I parted her cheeks with both hands, exposing her puckered anus.
"Relax, Sis," Uncle Robert cooed. He eased her thighs apart with one hand and pushed a finger into her wet cunt again.
I watched closely for a few minutes and then put my tongue back to work. My mother's ragged breathing filled the small room as I slid the tip of my tongue up and down her crack. She gasped every time I touched her puckered anus and pushed her body further onto Uncle Robert's fingers.
Her musky scent reached my nose and I flicked my tongue around her pussy lips, eager to taste her sweet juices. Finally, I pushed the end of my tongue into her anus and listened to her grunt. The tiny hole opened like a flower as I pushed my tongue deeper and deeper.
My mother's legs were shaking. She rocked her body back and forth between Uncle Robert's fingers and my tongue. I realized she was almost ready to cum.
Uncle Robert knew it, too. "Let's go in the bedroom so I can enjoy both of you," he suggested.
I pulled my tongue out of her rear and stroked her inner thighs while Uncle Robert dried himself with the towel I'd used earlier.
My mother's bedroom was the closest, so that was where we ended up. The three of us, completely naked, piled into the bed with Uncle Robert in the middle. I met my mother's gaze and nodded at his hard cock.
"You can have him first," I told her. What I really wanted was to be between her legs again, but it was better if we waited on that.
Kneeling between his legs, my mother rubbed her nipples up and down his thighs. At the same time, she slid her tongue up and down the length of his cock until he was shiny with her spit.
Uncle Robert's groans grew louder as I nibbled his ear and licked his neck. He was still damp from the shower and I loved his clean scent. I kissed his mouth and offered my tongue, and then I ran my nose through his curly chest hair.
I had been keeping an eye on my mom. When she finished licking him, she pumped his spit-slick cock with her fingers. Pre-cum appeared on the head of his dick and she licked it off. Again and again she did this. By the time she slid her lips down over his knob, he was bucking upward steadily, moaning around the nipple I had thrust into his mouth.
Finally, unable to stand it another moment, I licked my way down his body. My mother freed his cock with a wet slurp and offered it to me. Probing into his piss slit with my tongue, I sucked him deep into my mouth and released him slowly. I was rewarded with a generous offering of pre-cum, which I swallowed readily. When I pulled my mouth off of him, my mother kissed me. Our tongues battled furiously and when I cupped her mound, my fingers came away wet.
"Why don't you ride him for a while?" I suggested.
She nodded. Shaking all over, she knelt over his body, legs spread wide. I reached between his legs to hold his cock steady by the base. With my free hand, I held her pussy lips wide. They both groaned as she lowered her body onto him.
When she had taken more than half of his length into her body, I began stroking her back and hips. Uncle Robert bit his lower lip as he fondled her breasts and fought for control. Sweat beaded on his upper lip. Instead of bucking upward into her, savagely, he forced himself to lie still and let her set the pace.
"God, it feels so good," she groaned as her pussy swallowed the last few inches of his meat.
"I know," I breathed. Pressing my aching nipples against my mother's back, I licked the back of her neck and fondled her butt.
She moaned.
"Do you love it when he fucks your ass?" I asked. At the same time, I pushed a finger into her rectum.
"God, yes," she hissed, working her body in a tight little circle.
"I love it when he licks my pussy," I confessed. "Do it," she urged. "Let me watch him eat your cunt."
I didn't have to be asked twice. I quickly crawled to the head of the bed. Facing my mother, I straddled my uncle's face and gasped as his tongue darted here and there all over my pussy. That was nothing compared to the pleasure rippling through me when he pulled me onto his outstretched tongue.
She was watching every move, sliding her cunt up and down his pole.
As I picked up her rhythm and began moving up and down slowly on his tongue, I caressed my own breasts. This time, she made the first move. Leaning forward, she kissed my mouth. My hands found her heavy globes and then I felt her tugging at my nipples.
We moaned into each other's open mouth. My mother's pussy pulsed around Uncle Robert's pole.
My own pussy pulsed around his plunging tongue.
Lewd, wet sounds came from between my legs and my mother's juices poured down his pistoning cock. The bed rocked with our steady movements. How many times had I hid in the closet and listened to sounds just like these coming from her bedroom? How many times had I longed to be in here with her? With my father?
Well, half of my fantasy had come true.
"Robert!" my mother grunted. Her body was bucking out of control.
As I listened to her slam herself against her brother, my own passion rose and crested. He was humping upward, meeting her stroke for stroke, his big hands cradling her ass. I plunged my tongue into her mouth and palmed her nipples.
"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," she chanted over and over.
At last, she sat down on him hard. Her entire body grew stiff. Before she caught her breath, I was smearing my pussy all over his face, cumming harder than I ever dreamed possible.
Uncle Robert's face was covered with my juices and curly blonde hairs.
Uncle Robert's dick was dripping wet with my mother's oils.
She slid off him and spent some time kissing his lips and licking his face.
I crawled down between his legs and inhaled the scent of my mother's pussy. And then I began licking him clean.
Soon, we were on top of him again. This time, she squatted over his face, moaning as his talented tongue pleased her pussy.
I was content to watch for a while, giving my uncle's throbbing cock an occasional suck. I loved the way my mother looked while she was getting fucked with either a tongue or a dick. Her face contorted with ecstasy and her throaty sounds were incredible. At that moment, she was squirming around on Uncle Robert's face like a fish on a hook.
When I could stand it no longer, I knelt over Uncle Robert's dick and eased it into my pussy. Now, my grunts of pleasure mingled with her throaty cries. Uncle Robert began moaning into her muff, especially when I sank down onto him, squeezing him with my strong inner muscles.
It wasn't long before my mother and I were kissing again. I rubbed her clit with one hand and pinched her nipple with the other.
"Let me see you cum," she whispered.
With Uncle Robert's cock filling my hole, that was going to be easy. I settled into a steady up and down movement, grinding my clit against him from time to time. My uncle squeezed my ass and teased my puckered hole with his fingertips as he gave me everything he had.
"Oh, God!" I groaned.
"Cum on his dick," my mother said. She caressed my bouncing breasts with both hands, thumbing the nipples.
"Oh, God!" I grunted. My orgasm built, subsided and built again.
"Suck him with your pussy," she whispered. And then my mother lowered her head and took one of my nipples into her mouth.
"Oh.. .God!" I howled. The pleasure rose to a peak, hovered there for what seemed an eternity and then rose even higher. I was still slamming my body against my uncle's, thrusting my nipples into my mother's mouth. It was as though my body was struggling to get every ounce of pleasure from this moment.
When it was over, I collapsed on the bed beside them, gasping for breath, too weak to even move.
My mother slid off of her brother's face and slid her wet pussy down his body. With her back to us, she guided his prick to her bubbling hole. She sank down on him, taking his full length inside of her in one smooth motion.
Uncle Robert held her cheeks apart with both hands and lifted his head to watch. "I never get tired of seeing your pussy swallow my dick," he breathed.
"And I never get tired of fucking it," she answered, glancing back over her shoulder. She had already begun to move, sliding her wet, swollen pussy lips up and down his dick.
They seemed to have forgotten me, but that was all right. I was lying beside my uncle, rubbing my freshly fucked pussy with both hands. It was already tingling again.
"God, you're so wet. So damn fucking hot and wet," he grunted, bucking upward to meet her now.
"Rub my ass-hole," she ordered.
He placed his thumb against the puckered anus where my tongue had been earlier and worked it in a little circle.
"Come on, fuck my pussy hard," she grunted. Uncle Robert thrust upward hard enough to make both of them grunt and pushed the entire end of his thumb into her butt.
"Fuck it," she groaned, her body bucking faster. "Fuck it."
For the next few moments, Uncle Robert's dick churned her flowing juices to a froth while his thumb disappeared in her ass-hole. My mother climaxed, her hair flying around her head in wild disarray as she bounced up and down on top of him.
The bed danced with their lusty bucking.
When I brought myself off with my fingers, neither one seemed to notice.
"I'm almost there," Uncle Robert grunted when my mother continued to ride him.
"I want you to shoot all over my ass," she moaned. Lifting her body off of him, she sank forward onto the bed and thrust her ass in the air.
Uncle Robert's big fingers curled around his prong and he pumped his wet prick slowly. The swollen knob was a deep purple and looked like it was going to explode any second.
"Pour your hot stuff on me," Mom moaned, shaking her ass at him.
His hand moved faster.
On impulse, I reached for him and took over the masturbation without missing a stroke. He groaned as I pumped him, concentrating on the sensitive tip.
"Cum on my ass-hole," my mother groaned. She was holding her cheeks wide with both hands.
My hand looked like a white blur and Uncle Robert's cock was beginning to swell and jerk.
He roared. His body convulsed.
The next thing I knew, the first thick, white stream of cum was spewing from the end of his dick. It splashed against her upturned ass, making my mother moan. That was followed by several more spurts, just as copious, just as powerful. They all struck her winking ass-hole and then ran downward in tiny, white rivers to the damp, tangled mass that was her cunt hairs.
With two fingers buried in her cunt, she squealed louder each time he sprayed her.
I didn't have to touch myself to cum this time. Licking Uncle Robert's cum off of the end of his dick and then off my mother's ass was enough excitement for anyone. I squeezed my legs together and lost complete control of myself.
The three of us ended up in the shower again, and then reluctantly went our separate ways.
Later that afternoon, Uncle Robert stepped into the office where I was working on ad copy. "That was a pretty successful initiation," he said.
"I agree," I told him. "Next time, I want it to be just us two. You can watch if you like, but I want her all to myself."
"I understand," he said with a little grin.
"Will I be allowed to watch when you have your father all alone in the bedroom?" he teased.
"That may never happen," I said. "God, I want it but.. . "
"It will happen," he assured me. "Maybe your mother and I will both watch."
"The possibilities are endless," I said with a laugh.
Indeed, with this lifestyle we were creating, the possibilities were endless.