Aunt, Mom and me

That day, my mother had to go out on the weekend, so she asked my aunt to come and take care of my brother and me. I was about 15 years old then, and my brother Tom was 17.

It was a Friday. When I got home in the afternoon, my aunt was already there, listening to my mother tell me what to do. Tom made an excuse that he had to go to soccer practice and slipped away.

After saying goodbye to my aunt and me, my mother gently kissed me on the cheek and left.

My aunt was eight years younger than my mother, a little shorter and a little plump, but with a large bust. My aunt had brown hair that fell over her shoulders, and her lightly powdered face had brown eyes, pale pink skin, and full lips. A few buttons on her blouse were undone, and I could vaguely see a deep, full cleavage. I guessed she was wearing a white bra underneath. My aunt's breasts didn't sag at all.

Her blouse was tucked down into her knee-length white skirt, and she was wearing a white suit with charcoal gray stockings. However, the stockings were definitely only thigh-high, because you could occasionally see the flesh color of her thighs.

When I tried to avoid staring at her body, she must have noticed. She smiled and turned around, asking if I liked her new outfit (her white panties peeked out as her skirt twirled!).

"You look like one of those girls in my class I really like dating," I complimented.

"You've never dated a woman as old as me, have you?" she retorted happily.

I blushed slightly and went back to the living room.

My bedroom was too small for anything other than sleeping, so I often did my homework at the coffee table in the living room.

I sat on the floor with my legs stretched out and my back against the sofa. My aunt sat down on the sofa right next to me, her beautiful thighs almost an inch from my arm. We talked about school for a while, then she started watching TV. I finished my homework quickly, my mind wandering, and then my thoughts started to wander.

"Huh?" My aunt's voice startled me back to reality.

"What is it?"

"Do you remember how you used to give me neck massages?" "Yes," I replied.

When I was 13, I often massaged my mother and aunt's heads and necks, trying to help them relax as much as possible. Although it wasn't my obligation, they both enjoyed my massages and often asked me to do them.

"Could you massage my feet too? I've been standing all day, and my feet are sore." "I'd do anything for you," I joked, turning to massage her feet.

As I turned, I almost couldn't look up. My aunt was leaning back in her recliner, relaxing, but her knees were crossed. Oh, I couldn't see the paradise I longed for.

I took off her shoes and gently held her feet in my hands, examining them closely:

her toes were small and very clean, without any unpleasant calluses or nail polish. Her toenails were painted with nail polish—a warm pink that wasn't glaring at all. I tried to smell them…no strange smell, not at all.

I held her feet in my hands, enjoying the feel of her stockings in my palms, and began to slowly massage the soles of her feet. My fingers slowly and forcefully pulled from her heel towards her toes. On her toes, I focused all my attention, kneading vigorously.

I spent over ten minutes massaging her toes on her left foot. Stimulated by the texture of the stockings, I poured my sexual fantasies into caressing that foot.

As I put down her left foot and picked up her right, a smile appeared on my face.

Auntie's knees began to relax, albeit slightly, but enough for me to see, through her stockings, the focus of my desire—a patch of white covering her bare skin. I don't know if Auntie knew I was looking there, but she was reaching down to her thighs, pulling up her skirt. This allowed me a clear view of the skin between her stockings and the top of her thighs.

Ah! I really wanted to press my face against her skin there… to lick her mysterious triangle with my tongue… and… to do more… “Mmm… mmm… please don’t stop, okay? My feet feel so good.” “I’m sorry, Auntie, I just… oh… to move my hands.” Actually, I wanted to say that if I continued, I would inevitably reach my climax in my pants, but if I really said that… haha! I was afraid Auntie would be scared away immediately.

I spent more time on her right foot. I rubbed and squeezed it vigorously with my palm. As my hands rubbed her toes, I imagined my mouth sucking on them; my fingers were like my tongue, licking her soles, heels, and ankles.

I guessed that Auntie might have the same fantasy as me, because as I fantasized and did it, her panting and moaning became louder and louder.

I secretly looked under Auntie’s skirt again. Her legs were now wide open. Of course, she wasn't intentionally showing me what was under her skirt; I think she had no idea I was peeking.

Ah! If my eyes weren't deceiving me, there was a wet patch gradually widening on the white silk panties at the base of her lovely thighs.

My penis suddenly hardened in my pants, and I had to turn my eyes away to avoid ejaculating right there.

I moved my hands from her feet to her calves, muttering that her feet were sore because of poor blood circulation... and other nonsense. But she obediently spread her legs out so I could massage her calves.

At that moment, I think she knew what was going to happen next, but she didn't say anything.

I continued to make love to her legs with my hands, massaging my arms, palms, and fingers with that soft skin... but I didn't dare look up again... at least not now!

As I switched from one leg to the other, the sensation intensified: it wasn't me massaging, but rather a leg massaging my arms, my body… Auntie's breathing quickened, and I grasped her legs, spreading them even wider. I could clearly see the wet patch spreading.

I couldn't control myself any longer. I turned to face Auntie, bending one of her legs so her foot was on my face, her panties facing me. I began rubbing her foot against my face, massaging the sole with my cheek.

Auntie then lifted her other leg, rubbing her stockinged instep against my face. She groaned loudly, her knees now spread wider and wider.

I then began sucking on her left toes. Soon, I had sucked on many parts of her foot. My tongue licked every crevice between her toes, tasting every inch of her skin. I felt myself losing control.

I don't know what I did, because my aunt started twisting her legs and moaning loudly, begging me,

"Don't stop...don't stop..."

"I...oh...I..." My body began to spasm, and streams of heat shot into my jeans.

My aunt must have reached her climax too. Her legs started twitching, pressing my head tightly between them and rubbing it incessantly.

Just as we were staring at each other, unsure what to say, we both heard my brother Tom's bicycle bump against the wall.

My aunt immediately pulled a blanket over her from the waist down. I quickly grabbed a textbook to cover the wet patch on my pants. Just as the door opened, I turned on the TV and pretended to watch it with my aunt.

"Did Mom tell you I was going camping tonight?" Tom asked my aunt, seizing the opportunity.

I knew he was just trying to lie. He always had plenty of excuses to go out and fool around; camping was just one of his usual ones.

"She did say that," my aunt replied. "She said you promised to be home by noon tomorrow." Tom stood there for a moment, knowing his mother definitely hadn't told my aunt that. But how could he miss such a rare opportunity?! He grinned, then turned and went to his room to pack his 'camping' gear.

Just then, I felt a foot gently stroking my neck. I turned my head, and my aunt winked at me, chuckling softly,

"I think we should enjoy this beautiful night alone, no matter what. What do you say?" Those ten minutes waiting for Tom to get ready and leave felt like the longest wait of my life. To make sure Tom wouldn't forget something and come back, I silently counted down: "1, 2, 3, 4…45…50…" When I reached one hundred, I immediately turned back and pulled the blanket off my aunt.

I knew what I wanted. I parted my aunt's legs, then pulled them up as far as they could go. Instantly, her mysterious triangle was right in front of me. Although I had never given oral sex to any woman before, my instincts drove me to bury my head in that soft place.

The moment my head touched it, I felt a warm, moist world, even my chin was covered in my aunt's warm, wet fluid. I brought my aunt's thighs together and buried my head deep inside. Suddenly, my nose and mouth were completely blocked by my aunt's full labia, making it almost impossible to breathe.

My aunt's lower body began to writhe, her labia pulsating against my face, smearing my face with her juices. I could finally breathe again. My nose was filled with her feminine fragrance… Ah! How intoxicating!!

I pulled her already soaked panties aside and let my tongue slip into her labia. Her pubic hair tickled my cheeks, and her panties were a bit of a nuisance. I simply pulled off the fabric and buried my face directly in that wet sanctuary. I rubbed my nose against her clitoris while my tongue darted into her vagina, savoring the deliciousness inside.

I knew my aunt must really enjoy it, because she was constantly chuckling and twisting her legs, clamping my head between them.

I licked her like a dog. Her juices covered my entire face, slippery enough to slide my nose into her vagina. My tongue slid right into her anus.

Auntie seemed to really enjoy me licking her anus; she held my head down, preventing me from leaving.

I was a little surprised that I didn't find it dirty at all; I really enjoyed licking it. My tongue kept licking back and forth between Auntie's anus and vagina, caressing her thighs and buttocks.

I released Auntie's legs, stood up, took off my jeans, kicked off my shoes, and threw off my underwear. My penis was hard and erect.

I went back between Auntie's legs, but she had already used her hands instead. She inserted three fingers into her vagina, her thumb on her clitoris, and her little finger? It was in her anus! Auntie instructed me to suck her clitoris first. I felt it starting to harden, and Auntie was moaning incessantly.

Then Auntie pulled my penis and put it in her mouth. My position was uncomfortable, but my attention was already consumed by my pleasure. I bent over and kept licking her vagina.

Auntie suddenly pushed me away, making me stand in front of her.

Under my aunt's sucking, I couldn't hold back any longer, and streams of semen gushed out. I quickly pulled out my penis, but a lot of it still went into her mouth, and most of it sprayed onto her shirt.

My aunt smiled at me, licking the semen from the corner of her mouth with her tongue, and then using her fingers to dab the semen from her breasts into her vagina. Her lewd behavior made me infatuated. My aunt chuckled at my appearance, then suddenly pulled me down onto her.

We were both very tired from playing for so long, so we hugged each other and slowly fell asleep.

Suddenly, we were awakened by the sound of the door slamming shut. Oh no! If Tom finds out, we're doomed!! We're doomed! Just as we found a blanket to cover ourselves, we discovered that Mom was already standing in front of us!

Mom looked down at us. Her face began to turn increasingly red.

At this moment, my lower body was still naked, and my penis was limp and hanging to one side. My jeans and underwear were lying on the floor. Although Auntie was still wearing a skirt, the ripped panties I'd made were still around one of her ankles. Her shirt was soaked with my semen.

Even a fool would know what we'd just been doing!

"Okay, sister, you can do two things," Auntie said, staring at Mom's face. "Kill us, or join us." "What?" Mom and I almost jumped up.

"Sister, you know I've never told your son about what happened in our 'game era,' like the things we did together with the coach's son." "But…but that was many years ago." Mom's answer weakened noticeably.

"Don't you think your son deserves the same treatment?" Auntie pressed.

My mind was a mess; I'd never fantasized about these things. Auntie, maybe Mom, maybe both of them together with me… My penis started to get hard again, growing larger with their conversation.

"What if Tom comes in?" Mom asked.

"Tom's a hippie. He's off to see his cronies, probably masturbating right now." "Did you seduce him?" Mom looked at me.

"Of course. This thing of his is so tempting, do you think I could resist its allure?" Auntie said, reaching out to grab my penis.

"Absolutely." Mom's voice began to drift, her eyes fixed on my increasingly large penis.

I was certain Mom's eyes hadn't left my penis for a moment. I was getting more and more excited.

"Yes," Auntie slowly stood up, "look at this, this penis I've never played with before. I haven't had a chance to taste it yet." "It's very beautiful, isn't it?" Mom asked, her expression a little dazed.

"Then why don't you ask her if she welcomes you to join this game?" Auntie said, winking at me.

"Oh... ahhh... yes... yes... welcome... Mom..." That was the only thing I could say at that moment.

"You know, your mother has a very cute little hole. Isn't that right?" Auntie said to me in a seductive voice.

At this moment, the aunt was already standing behind my mother, pushing her in front of me. My mother was still wearing the knee-length dress she had worn before going out. The aunt hugged my mother's shoulders from behind and gently unbuttoned her dress. I saw the aunt slowly kneel down behind my mother, and with a "zipper" sound, my mother's dress immediately came loose. My mother blankly let the aunt pull her dress down to her bottom.

My gaze was immediately drawn to my mother's crotch. She was wearing pink silk panties, and her dark pubic hair peeked out from the side.

I noticed my aunt was slowly rubbing my mother's buttocks. Suddenly, she pushed my mother's buttocks towards me: "Give your mother some real comfort." I knew that if I missed this opportunity, I would never have another one like it. I quickly pulled down my mother's panties and buried my head between her thighs. For some reason, perhaps because I had already had an hour of vigorous activity with my aunt, I was very slow with my mother.

As I slowly explored her vagina, she was still standing, but now she was limp, relying on my aunt for support. I gently kissed her labia, feeling it becoming increasingly wet. My tongue teased her clitoris, then suddenly plunged into her vagina. My mother immediately let out a loud but low moan.

I looked up. My aunt had already removed the last piece of clothing my mother was wearing—my mother's bra—and was kneading her two large breasts. My mother's moans were so low and deep because she and her sister were engaged in a passionate French kiss.

I had no way out now. I knew there was only one way: if I wanted to enjoy this pleasure in the future, I had to enter my mother's body now!

I lifted my mother's legs and gently pushed her. My mother lost her balance and fell onto the sofa. I glanced at the aunt undressing beside me and then climbed on top of my mother.

I inserted my penis into my mother's vagina, searching for her entrance. My mother trembled and hugged me tightly. I felt a hand grip my penis, preventing it from going in. I turned around and saw it was the aunt.

"No, darling, don't rush. Wait a moment." She pushed my buttocks away.

I moved to the side and began to bury my face in my mother's chest. I knew what the aunt was doing down there, but my attention was completely occupied by my mother's large breasts, the forbidden territory of the past. I kept taking turns sucking on my mother's two hard nipples, licking the alluring cleavage between her breasts... If the aunt hadn't grabbed my penis in time, I would have almost ejaculated. I looked down, and the aunt was licking my mother's vulva. Seeing that I had stopped ravaging my mother's breasts, she smiled and guided my penis. As my aunt slowly released her hand, I felt myself entering a warm paradise.

I was fucking her, I was fucking my mother... maybe my aunt would be next... I kept thrusting... pulling out... I murmured to my mother how comfortable I felt... how good she was... how much I loved this feeling... My mother was convulsing and moaning on the sofa, pressing my buttocks against her forcefully... Every time I thrust hard, I would suck on one of my mother's nipples, and release it when I pulled out. Then I would switch to the other. My aunt also pressed her breasts up on top of me. Oh! My mouth was almost not enough! My penis

thrust hard into the depths of my mother's vagina, and streams of semen shot into the place where my mother gave birth to me. At the same time, my mother also reached orgasm. My mother groaned and sobbed loudly, and she released her arms from holding me and collapsed on the sofa. I felt a warm liquid flowing from the point where my mother and I were joined.

When my aunt pulled me away to suck my mother's vagina, my mother was still convulsing and writhing.

I rested for a while, and once I regained some energy, I crawled towards my next target—my aunt's buttocks. My aunt was still kneeling, licking my mother's vulva, which was covered in her own juices and my semen.

I lay down under my aunt's buttocks and pulled her alluring vulva towards my face. Before I'd even licked a few times, a flood of her juices had already soaked my face.

My aunt turned and collapsed onto me, grabbing my now-erect penis, and said with a seductive smile,

"You gave your first time to your mother. Now it's time for me to take it a second time." Before I knew it, we were both limp on the sofa. I pulled a blanket over us, and we both fell into a deep sleep.

Then, all I know is that I was woken up at 8:30 by two mouths on my penis. While enjoying myself, I was considering when to suggest that Tom move out and live independently. I thought my mother would definitely agree.

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