"Noooo! Ohhh God, Aunt Roslyn, if you're gonna fuck me, really fuck me!" He tried to pump his prick deep but she held back, letting him enter only the beginning of her pussy.
"You like me?"
"Yessss!"
Roslyn dropped her hips suddenly, taking him to the hilt. For a few minutes, she fucked him furiously, riding high and dropping down quickly. She felt the jabbing penetration, loving it herself but she kept a close watch on her nephew. When his movements became frantic and his breath shallow in his throat, she hooked her fingers in the necklace and yanked three beads out with a vicious jerk. Again Kendall's movements went out of sync. He spasmed, trembling, choking on a moan. His cock throbbed like it was spurting cream but nothing had come out.
"You'd do just about anything if I'd let you come, wouldn't you?"
"Yes!" Kendall cried.
"This is too much fun," she laughed, mouthing his glans teasingly. She let him feel her teeth as her fingers moved over his body. But the throbbing, jerking staff of meat was locked between heaven and hell and she had the key. That necklace which dangled from between her nephew's cute, muscled asscheeks. And now it was her turn to get a little sex. She straddled him head to ass and untied her panty string. As the silken underthings fell softly from her body, her pussy parted over Kendall's face. She didn't bother to ask him if he wanted to. She just shoved her dripping cunt down over his mouth. There was a groan as his breathing was stopped for a second. Then she felt his tongue flashing up into her. He began to lick her clit, rub it with his lips. She squirmed happily, the fingers of one hand around his cockshaft, her other hand grasping the end of the necklace that was inside his ass.
"Ohhh motherfucker I'm about to lose it!" Kendall screamed, pumping his ass. But Roslyn pressed her open cunt down around his face again and pumped her hips frantically. She was so worked up over her little torture that she was very close to coming.
"Lick me, baby! Ohhh Kendall, eat my pussy good!"
As her juices dripped down his face, Roslyn bit her bottom lip and concentrated on the fire that had begun to flicker around her clit. Her fingers tightened on the head of her nephew's cock, strangling the glans until it was a dark purple. But just as the droplet of white dew appeared at the tiny orifice, she jerked a few more beads out of his ass and the boy arched his back, his jizz still locked inside his body. Roslyn shuddered and came, the rough rub of Kendall's tongue ravishing her folds as the pleasure swept through her in mind-jolting waves.
CHAPTER NINE
Josie blinked her eyes and sat up. She was still in the car, her uncle's car. And after a few moments she realized that the car was parked in the front drive of her aunt and uncle's house. The ache between her thighs reminded her of what had happened. Her head was throbbing too. From the liquor she'd had on the drive home. And then she remembered that it was a door slamming that had awakened her from her drunken stupor.
Uncle Evan must have just gotten out of the car. He'd left her there to sleep it of. Again she felt the hurt and disappointment. He hadn't given enough of a damn to even carry her into the house.
She got slowly out her side and started for the front door. It hurt to walk so she just limped along, stopping every so often to get her breath. Her poor little pussy would never be the same.
Josie opened the front door and leaned panting against the wall. What she saw next made her hold her breath in stunned silence. She could hardly believe it was happening. Her uncle was undressing her sister. And what was wrong with Ronnie anyway? She looked unconscious. At first Josie wanted to run forward and stop Evan. He could at least see if Ronnie was still breathing, couldn't he? But in the next moment Josie heard a drunken groan come from her sister's throat. Ronnie was passed out drunk.
"Washhh happenin' wif me?" she babbled, eyes still closed.
"Everything's okay, baby," Evan assured her. He was working her shorts down off her ankles. Ronnie's dark-haired pussy looked a little damp. The thick mat of curls was glistening. Not bothering to remove her t-shirt, Evan tried to shove his body between her thighs. Ronnie regained consciousness enough to give a cry of surprise and squirm away from him. Josie watched with horror as her sister crawled across the living room rug on her hands and knees. She was naked from the t-shirt down. Uncle Evan shed his pants and shirt and crawled after her. They went down a hall and Josie heard her sister gasp. By the time she peeked around the corner, Evan had her down on her belly, and was leaning down. The light from a bedroom clearly illuminated the shape of his cock. Josie put a hand over her mouth. It looked so huge that she wondered how it had ever fit up inside her virgin body. And there were still the dried smears of her blood along the shaft.
Ronnie's soft asscheeks quivered as she tried to get up. Uncle Evan growled like some kind of wild animal. Josie wondered if he'd lost his mind. He bit Ronnie on the shoulder and, holding her tawny flesh between his teeth, worked his cock down between her thighs. The sight of all this was too much for Josie. She leaned against the wall, afraid to help her sister and too stunned to flee.
"Noooo! Uhhhhh… wha's goin' on?" Ronnie slurred. Evan had grasped the fronts of her hips now and pulled her ass up from the floor. With honor, Josie watched him push the engorged head of his cock between the lips of her sister's pussy. Ronnie flopped weakly but couldn't fight him. Then Evan lunged and drove his cock halfway into her body. Ronnie twisted and bucked, her eyes rolling with surprise. There was a slurpy noise and Evan speared her to the hilt. Then he fell on top of her body, pressing her against the floor as he pumped his ass feverishly.
Josie regained the use of her legs. She stumbled upstairs, her mind reeling. She didn't know what she was going to do, where she was going to go. The sounds from her cousin's bedroom made her pause. It was Kendall all right, making all sorts of strange sounds. And there was someone in there with him! It had to be her aunt.
At first Josie wanted to go to her room and shut the door and stay there until dawn. After that she could figure out how to get the hell out of this madhouse. But something tugged at her every time she heard here poor cousin moan. Kendall sounded as if he were in pain. She couldn't just run off and leave him. There was no telling what her any aunt was doing. Josie's imagination worked overtime dreaming up bizarre and terrible scenes. She made up her mind. She would do something.
She wasn't surprised when she tried the door and found it locked. But there was another way. She went to her own room and out onto the narrow balcony which joined all the bedrooms on that side of the house. She didn't want her dress to rustle and give her away so she shed it quickly. Her uncle had kept her panties. Josie felt vulnerable and frightened as she crawled on her hands and knees to the sliding glass door that opened into Kendall's room. But if he was in trouble, he'd surely understand.
Josie wasn't ready for what she saw. The light from a bed table dearly showed what was taking place. Josie gasped as she saw the way Kendall was tied up. She had to stifle a cry of shock as she watched Aunt Roslyn curl her lips around Kendall's hard cock. She was sucking him, but doing it in a way that seemed shamefully wicked. Kendall was straining at the cords that bound his ankles and wrists to the bed. His belly was rock hard and he was flopping his head from side to side. The slurpy, soft sound of Roslyn's mouth working at the purple head of his cock made Josie rub her naked breasts with her palm.