"You beautiful baby," Carl groaned, kissing the arch of Kim's neck as he impaled her lithe, svelte body with his prick. "You're going to make me cum! Awwwwwww! Goddamn it, you're going to make me cummmmmmm!"
They reached the tumult together, young, lust-hungry bodies groping, searching for even greater pleasure. Pussyjuice and spunk mixed and mingled, spewing out at the same time. Thick bolts of Carl's fuck-cream splattered against the walls of his sister's cunt, deluging her tight crease, filling it to overflowing.
"Ieeeeeaaaahhhhhhhhh!" Kim wailed, her ripe, young body twisting in the beautiful agony of yet another orgasm.
As Carl slammed his body down on Kim, his stomach struck hers and made a sharp slapping sound. His balls leaped between her legs, gushing out their load of jism. His cockhead felt like it would explode. He came harder than ever before in his life, jetting out a seemingly endless river of gooey jism.
CHAPTER TWELVE
It was seven o'clock in the morning. Patti and her niece and nephews had been fucking and sucking and eating pussy steadily since ten the previous evening. Patti had spewed out her pussyjuice so many tunes she lost count.
Naked, Patti slipped off her huge bed and walked into the bathroom, desperately needing a shower. Her body had become overheated too many times in the past hours to remain fresh and sweet.
"I can't believe I've seduced them all," she mumbled under her breath as she stepped under the shower's blast.
On the bed, Kim was on her side with one leg cocked in the air. Bruce was gently sliding his prick in and out of her pussy from behind. Abel was leaning over Kim's face, feeding her luscious mouth a goodly portion of his prick.
"Mmmmmmmmm!" Kim purred sleepily, swirling her tongue over the delicious cockpole. She had just eaten Patti's pussy after Carl came in her cunt, and her face was glistening in the morning light that streamed through the window, pussyjuice and blobs of fuck-cream clinging to her cheeks and chin.
"Get ready," Abel croaked, struggling to keep from ramming all nine inches of his cock into her mouth. He knew that Kim couldn't deep-throat his cock like their extraordinary Aunt Patricia could.
A stream of jism splattered over Kim's slithering tongue and against the roof of her mouth. She swallowed the cream thirstily and tongued the cockhead, hoping for more cum. But it wasn't to be. Abel had shot his nuts off so many times that his balls couldn't produce the corn fast enough.
"Mmmmmmm!" the girl sighed again, swallowing her reward of cum. She kept sucking on Abel's prick until Bruce slammed his cock full-length into her and splattered her pussy with his corn.
"Arrrrrgggghhhhh!" Bruce groaned. He, too, had cum so many times that it almost hurt to shoot his nuts off again.
The car was packed and the suitcases were in the trunk. Bruce was in the back seat with Kim, both of them nearly asleep. Abel was behind the wheel, with Carl sitting on the passenger side.
"Now you drive carefully home," Patti said, leaning on the car door. Her big tits were resting on her forearms. She was sad to see them leave and her eyes were misty. "I don't want anything bad to happen to you."
"We'll never forget this," Bruce said. "This was the best two weeks of my life."
"And I'll never forget having you here." Patti leaned in the car and kissed Bruce lightly on the lips. She slipped her hand down between his legs and gave his limp cock an affectionate squeeze through his pants.
Bruce put his hand over Patti's, keeping her palm on his prick. Despite the number of times that he had cum, and despite his lack of sleep, he could feel the tingles of desire coming from his balls, making his prick twitch and begin to grow.
"Ohhhhhh! Your hand feels good there."
"How would you feel if I put my mouth there?" Patti asked, grinning at him.
"Like I'd be getting the greatest blow-job in the world."
Patti giggled, wondering if there were any neighbors watching. It was early afternoon and the sun was bright and warm on her naked legs. She had slipped into a pair of hot pants and a T-shirt. Catching the tab of Bruce's zipper, she worked it down and then squeezed her hand inside his pants, wrapping her fingers around his slumbering prickpole.
"You want another blow-job?"
"You know I do."
"Maybe we should go back in the house?"
Abel was totally exhausted and a little annoyed with his brother. They had a long drive ahead of them and he wanted to get on the road. Sleep was making his eyes burn and feel heavy.
"Bruce, you can't still be horny," Abel said. "Goddamn it, she's already sucked your prick a dozen times!"
"One more time isn't going to hurt!" Bruce snapped as Patti pulled his prick out the fly of his pants.
Patti felt a little silly stroking Bruce's prick. She had done a lot of crazy and dangerous things in her life, but sucking a man off in her driveway wasn't one of them. Giggling, she tried to kiss the tip of Bruce's cock, but couldn't reach it because of the car door. At five-three, she just wasn't tall enough to reach his cock.
"Wait a second," Patti said. She pulled her head and shoulders out of the car, then opened the door. Kneeling at the side of the car, Patti put her head in Bruce's lap, taking his cockhead into her hot, moist, hungry mouth.
"Mmmmmmmm!" Patti purred, taking Bruce's cock into her throat. Her lips pressed against the jagged edge of his zipper as her throat tightened around the bulbous pricktip.
"Aw, fuck it!" Abel hissed angrily, watching his beautiful aunt bring her face up and down on Bruce's cock. "Let's go in the house. Aunt Patricia, you can call mom and tell her we're going to be a day late."
Patti released Bruce's cock, from her mouth with an audible pop and stood up. The five of them nearly ran to the house. The orgy was starting all over again!
Picking up the telephone, Patti's hands were shaking slightly as she dialed her sister's number. After several rings the line was connected.
"Hello, this is Patricia!" she said, recognizing her sister's voice. "How did the vacation go?"
"Fine, just fine. I hope the children weren't too much bother for you."
"No, they were no bother at all," Patti said. As she spoke, Kim was pulling down her hot pants. As soon as Patti's bush of black, curly hair was exposed, the young girl buried her face in the cunt, stabbing at the crease with her tongue. Patti shivered as her clit got lashed with the pink tongue.
"They've sure got good appetites. All of them."
Patti watched the three boys stripping out of their clothes and she smiled.
"Listen, there's been a little car trouble," Patti said as Bruce started rubbing her tits through the T-shirt, "so they're going to be a day late. Don't worry, it's nothing major."
"It's really no trouble that they stay another day?" Patti's sister asked.
"No trouble at all. In fact, I love having them here."
The conversation lasted a while longer, then Patti couldn't concentrate on what her sister was saying because Kim was shoving a finger into her cunt while nibbling on Patti's fiery clit.
"Hurry up, Aunt Patricia, I need you to suck my prick," Abel whispered, stroking his prick.
Patti hung up the telephone and rolled onto her back, spreading her legs wide for Kim as Abel knelt beside her head, shoving his cock into her hot, luscious mouth. As Patti sucked cock, she was already thinking of some way to convince her sister to let Kim, Abel, Bruce and Carl stay for another couple weeks.