We all ended up retiring to bed far earlier than expected because of it. Beth had stormed off to her own room in a huff, crying, upset…and perfectly content to remain there for the rest of her life as she put it. Or at least until she could get a job and move out on her own. She knew damn well she’d never get any help from her father in doing that, and would have to save up whatever money she could earn, so that one day…she could.
When we’d come for our visit, I’d been given the old spare bedroom that had been built over the garage to stay in. It was small, but I hadn’t minded it in the least. For one…I was away from the main house, felt like I had my own space, and no one ever bothered me out there either. Which was also the best place for Beth and I to find and spend any real time together, which we did often. But even better than that…her bedroom was directly across from mine. Very often late at night, I could see her puttering around inside her bedroom.
We both knew that I could easily see her when she did, and she would even on occasion look my way, wave at me…and then soon after close her blinds, turning out the lights. Wishful thinking on my part perhaps, but I’d never once seen her in her underwear even…let alone naked.
And so…here it was, our very last night before leaving bright and early in the morning. Barely even nine o’clock with me wide-fucking awake…horny as usual, and even more so after a week of almost celibate behavior on my part. I looked out my window, and sure enough spotted Beth laying on her bed…fully clothed yes, obviously still upset and stewing in her room. As mad as she had been,
I seriously doubted she was even thinking of me as I stood there almost willing her to look over towards me, and at least wave or something. Neither of which she did. But what she did a short time later, changed things dramatically in ways I would have never imagined.
Beth was the typical blue-eyed blonde. Cute as hell, nice figure, though I again hadn’t seen much of it…not ever. My uncle had never allowed Beth to ever go out wearing anything he considered to be “too revealing”. As such, I don’t think I’d even seen any cleavage, not even a little bit. And never once had I seen her wearing shorts that didn’t come at least halfway to her knees.
Nor did any of her tee shirts fit her too tightly either, though she did have fairly large breasts, difficult enough in concealing no matter what she wore. I really had felt bad for her. Had mom and dad raised me like that, I’d have left the house a long time ago…even if I had to live on the streets.
Lucky me. A reminder perhaps to be thankful for the things I did have, and the way my own parents had chosen to raise me. Though at the moment, I was learning a lot more about them than I ever thought I would. Hearing the brief rustle of dad’s paper I opened my eyes briefly looking towards him, though it was the image of him standing there in the bathroom a short time ago with a massively hard erection that I suddenly saw in my head.
“Change that,” I thought to myself, closing my eyes again. “Back to Beth…and that last night we spent there.”
**
Like always her blinds were partially open allowing me to see directly into her room as she lay there. I then watched as she rolled out of bed standing in front of her mirror. Though it was still early, I imagined that she, like everyone else had obviously done, would be going to bed. Expecting her to walk over, perhaps even wave before closing her blinds, she stood there instead fingering the buttons on her blouse.
To my surprise, she removed it, tossing it onto a chair next to her. And though all I could see at the moment was her bra-strap from behind, it was up until that very moment the most skin I had ever seen her reveal. I found a lump in my throat, my heart suddenly racing as I prayed desperately that she wouldn’t come over and close her blinds.
My hopes were short-lived however as she suddenly did turn walking towards her window as though just then realizing she’d forgotten to close them. Though even doing that now revealed her to me in her bra, breasts covered yes, but the swell of their almost perfect curvature clearly showing as her magnificent breasts nearly spilled out of the top of her bra.
I stepped back even though that move seemed foolish, my own lights were on, clearly revealing the fact I was standing there in my window looking out at her. Reaching the window she looked out over towards me, reaching for the blinds. I waited, cherishing this brief moment she’d just given me. And then she smiled, and then the blinds opened fully as she stood there reaching behind her back. I found myself holding my breath as her bra came away in her hands. She held it against herself briefly, smiling once more, and then let it drop.
“Holy shit!” I said openly standing there gazing at her, gazing at her bare breasts as she reached up cupping them both, holding them in her hands as though presenting them to me as a gift. Which in a way…she was.
Beth lowered her hands, reaching off to one side where I now realized she began unzipping the almost knee-length shorts she’d been wearing. The moment she had, they dropped down out of sight, but the sight she now presented was one I would never have imagined seeing.
She stood in no more than a pair of white cotton panties, a bit conservative, even old fashioned perhaps, but she looked sexier at that moment than anyone I’d ever seen before. Still looking in my direction, I knew damn well she could see me standing there gawking at her, my mouth open even, which I then closed. I felt the hardness in my jeans, the strain of my stiff prick pressing against them begging for release.
Beth, still looking, now slipped her hand down the front of her panties, and though I couldn’t see the object of my desire, the mere fact she was…touching herself, sent a shiver of pleasured goose bumps up and down my spine. Her head tilted back slightly, one hand coming back up to cup her breast as she began fingering, toying with her hard extended nipple, which at this distance I could easily see.
Beth continued to finger herself, the movement of her hand beneath and inside her panties obvious. Once again she glanced over towards me, the almost imperceptible nod of her head in my direction suddenly speaking volumes. I undid my belt, unbuttoned my jeans, popped my fly open, letting them likewise fall down around my ankles where I stepped out of them.
I gave no thought to the fact that had anyone come outside for any reason at that time of night, they’d have clearly seen me…and perhaps Beth as well, standing in the windows facing one another…now masturbating, or at least rubbing myself anyway as I hadn’t as yet fully revealed my stiff cock. Beth again smiled, even wider this time, her hands now tugging down on the waistband of her panties, slipping them off. I soon did the same, each of us now naked watching one another as she stepped back, sitting down on the end of her bed, laying back.
I stood there, watching my cousin as she spread her legs…clearly and obscenely, showing me her pink little split. Once again hands and fingers diving between her legs pleasuring herself for a moment. Half sitting up, she placed two large pillows behind her head, still easily able to see me, and I her. Once again caressing, fondling and molding her tits for me, I stood there,
my hand slowly stroking my blood-engorged cock, up and down…up and down. I knew damn well she could clearly see me doing that, her hand coming back to her pussy, cupping it. As my hand moved, so did hers, caressing her clit, toying with it, one finger slipping inside what I knew was her hot juicy fuck tunnel. I watched as her hand then came back up to again slide over her clit, patting it for me, and then back down and in again. Over and over she did this…teasing herself, pleasuring herself for me…while I watched, while I stroked my dick for her.
Though it seemed as though we’d been doing this for a lifetime, it had only been a few minutes. Already I could feel what would be an explosion of tremendous proportions boiling deep inside my balls. Likewise across the way, Beth’s hand now became a blur as she pummeled herself with her fingers, still looking towards me, urging me on with her eyes to join her in the sweet pleasured bliss we now shared.
I stepped even closer towards my open window, literally wishing my cock would grow, extend and somehow travel the distance between us, entering her pussy…fucking her, squirting in her, which I suddenly began doing. I watched her eyes open wide, seeing my release, seeing the torrent of cum that literally leapt from the head of my dick. She watched as I did, as I spurted over and over, cream arching out into the semi-darkness below, landing god knows where on the ground. I saw her own mouth oval in response to that, her eyes suddenly closing, her legs closing as well trapping her own hand as she bucked wildly there on the bed, rocking back and forth.
It was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.
“Jacob? Breakfast is ready honey,” I heard mom saying, shaking me from my revelry. And then she looked down, saw the hard firm erection poking up between my legs. “Hmm, looks like something else is ready too,” she laughed. “Best you eat though…looks to me like you’re going to need the energy.”
**
The truth of the matter is, I was famished, as we all were. Sitting outside there on the patio digesting our food afterwards was a nice way to start the day off as well. It was already warm out, promising to be an even warmer one later.
“Well, so who’s ready for dessert?” Aunt Sophia asked.
“Dessert? For breakfast?” I asked. She soon answered my question however, standing up, dropping her bathrobe, revealing what I already knew earlier. She was still naked beneath it.
“I wouldn’t mind having a slice of that pie,” dad jokes, and then laughed at his own joke as he unzipped his fly, moments later producing his somewhat flaccid, yet mushroom-headed prick. Needless to say, it didn’t stay floppy too long.
Nor did mine for that matter. Just seeing Aunt Sophia naked would have done that anyway, but then you add mom in to the equation as well, especially when we all knew now, she had every intention of fucking me…right there in front of dad, while dad enjoyed fucking Aunt Sophia for the very first time.
Sitting in a straight-backed chair wouldn’t have been my first choice for doing that, but then again…watching mom as she came over to straddle me in my chair the same way my Aunt now did to dad wasn’t anything worth complaining about.
Within minutes, we all began enjoying Aunt Sophia’s version of dessert, which in this case at least, burned rather than added a whole bunch of calories.
The odd thing was, even as I felt mom’s slick, juicy pussy sliding down my rock-hard cock, I saw Beth’s image in my mind. I wondered briefly what it would be like finally seeing and speaking to her again. So much had changed…no doubt, especially after my Aunt Diane and she had left Uncle George. Those thoughts however quickly began to dissipate as mom fed me one of her breasts to suck on while she basically fucked me.
“Here…suck this,” she giggled pleasurably, lifting her own firm breast towards my mouth where I greedily accepted it, sucking it fiercely. She laughed as I did that. “Oh yeah…just like you used to do…way back when,” she added. “Only now…it feels even better!”
At some point I actually saw the old man stand, though I later wondered if he hadn’t done that as a way of showing off. Admittedly, I was impressed when he did, easily lifting Aunt Sophia who had now wrapped her legs around his waist as he continued to pummel her cunt with his cock, now standing only a few feet away, driving in and out of her like a fucking jack-hammer.
“Show off!” Mom stated, though she again laughed. “I’m sure that if Jacob didn’t have all these casts on…particularly on his leg, he could do that to me as well, even as fat as I am.”
“You’re NOT fat!” I said, meaning it, “So don’t even go there mom. I like you just the way you are…soft and curvy.”
She smiled, kissing me full on the lips, which was a bit of a surprise. “Thank you,” she whispered, her tongue still a lingering tickle on mine as she pulled away. “That’s a polite way of saying I’m still fat…but thank you for saying it.”
“You’re not…”
Mom shoved her other breast in my mouth effectively shutting me up, and then began pressing even harder against me, working her clit against my shaft, grinding one out.
“I do love the feeling of you inside me like this,” she moaned pleasurably, as beside us, the sound of my Aunt’s panting breath reached our ears. Mom turned as I did. “I think she’s about to…”
“Come!” Aunt Sophia cried out, suddenly arching her back, holding still as dad now struggled to hold her there, keeping her in place. It was evident by the look in his eyes he was hovering on the edge as well.
“Fuck! I can’t hold it!” He strained, though Sophia was quick to unwrap her legs, suddenly dropping down onto the patio there in front of him. The moment she did, a fat thick rope of semen launched from his prick hitting her squarely on the side of the face. She adjusted, though perhaps purposely, catching the second one on the other side, moving once again, pointing dad’s dick down between her breasts where she finished stroking him off there against her.
Dad’s strength was gone, as he collapsed back sitting back down in his chair. My Aunt turned, her face a sticky mess along with her breasts.
“I always did like cream with my dessert,” she said.”
“And where’s mine?” Mom asked, turning back towards me. Having seen that, I was surprised that it looked as erotic as it had…watching my old man’s prick spewing out his fuck juice, squirting it all over my sexy Aunt Sophia.
“Right here,” I told her, grimacing as she hurriedly flew off my lap, likewise doing to herself what my Aunt had done, though she mostly just opened her mouth as an inviting target. I watched several ropes of cum spear her tonsils, until I was completely drained. Even then she didn’t swallow it however, allowing it to roll out of her mouth instead, down her chin where it dripped quite obscenely onto her breasts. She soon looked as messy if not more so than Aunt Sophia did.
“I think you and I need a shower,” Sophia stated standing up walking over to take mom’s hand.
“And I need my pussy licked,” mom responded back as they looked at the two of us, giggling, and then disappeared into the house.
Dad and I just sat looking at one another. “Any other time, I would love to watch that,” he told me a bit sheepishly. “But to be perfectly honest Jacob, your Aunt just fucked me completely out.”
“That’s ok dad…I’m sure there will be plenty of opportunities in the very near future for you and I to see that…again,” I added, grinning at him. He nodded his head.
“Yes…and I’m looking forward to that too,” he quipped, pausing for a moment. “Your mom’s a damn nice fuck too though isn’t she?” He asked me.
An hour earlier I might have been hesitant to respond, but I sure as hell wasn’t now…nor would I ever be again either.
“Yeah dad, she was…mom’s one hell of a nice fuck, and so’s…Aunt Sophia.”
“Oh yeah…they both are,” dad smiled, and then picked up his paper.
**
To be continued…