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Story #6 - "A Real Love-In", by Tom MacNamara, from The Family
Room



	When you're a kid you think of aunts and uncles as just these
old people who know your parents.  It's only when you get older
yourself  that you start to see them as people.

	I first met Aunt Christine a few times when I was quite young,
and didn't think much about her.  But when she came to our house
the summer I turned twenty it was like meeting a stranger, and a
pretty good looking one at that.

	She wasn't a tall woman.  In fact, she was barely over five
feet.  She had long straight brown hair that reached most of the
way down her back.  Her face was kinda cute, with a small nose
and really nice eyes.  She didn't blow my socks off, but I did
immediately think of her as a pretty good looking woman.

	I mean, she was far too old for me, being thirty, but even
so....

	She didn't act old.  I suppose I was judging her in the same
league as my dad, her brother.  But then again, my dad was a
full eight years older.  An unfortunately died of a sudden heart
attack before he could enjoy his later years.  Still, she acted
almost like, well, like a real person, like someone my own age. 
She kidded with me, she winked, she even flirted a bit, which
made me feel really weird.

	Anyway, we have a pool in our back yard, and one afternoon my
sister, Molly, and I were out getting some sun when Chris - she
asked us to call that - came out.  Chris was wearing a tiny
little string bikini that set off her pale skin and brown hair
really nicely.

	Again I was reminded of this strange blend of older, relative
type person and hot/desirable woman.  It's not cool to have the
hots for your aunt, but shit.  She looked really nice.

	She put down a drink on the table next to one of the chairs
then turned to sit.

	I stared helplessly at a pair of really nice titties barely
contained in her top. and Molly's face reddened a bit too.

	"Aren't you ... uhm, a little embarrassed wearing that?" she
asked after a moment.

	"What?" Chris said.

	"You know, bikinis."

	"Oh.  No.  Why, should I be?  I look good in it, don't you
think?"

	"Well ... well, yeah, but ..."

	"If you've got it, flaunt it, kid," Chris said, winking.

	"I think you look great," I said enthusiastically.

	Molly glared at me.  "Thank you, Tommy."

	"You ought to try wearing one sometime," Chris said.  "I bet
you'd look sexy."

	"I couldn't!" Molly exclaimed.  "I'd be sure everyone was
staring at me."

	"Everyone would be.  Don't you like that?"

	"Well ... not at my ... I mean.."

	"Everyone stares at your boobs anyway," I said.

	Molly glared at me indignantly, but Aunt Chris laughed.

	"He's right, honey.  You have lovely breasts," she said.  "You
should show them off more.  Get rid of that one-piece thing and
buy a bikini."

	"She's shy," I taunted.

	"I am not!  I just don't want to cover my chest every time I
move."

	"She popped out of a bathing suit once," I confided.

	""TOMMY!"

	"I'm sure everyone nearby appreciated that," Aunt Chris said
with a teasing smile.

	"And I don't intend to have it happen again," Molly said,
getting up and stomping back to the house.

	"I hope I didn't offend her," Chris said.

	"Everything offends her.  My sister is the oldest virgin in
Mississippi," I said.

	"She's a virgin?  I thought she was nineteen."

	"She is.  That's what I mean.  She turns red if a guy even
looks at her twice, especially if they're staring at her boobs,
which they all do."

	"What a pity.  With a body like that she could have an awful
lot of fun."

	I stared at her in surprise and she winked at me.

	"Girls like having sex, too, Tommy," she said.

	"Well .. uh, I know but ..."

	"I love sex.  I love men and I love sex.  Don't tell my brother
that though."

	I shook my head, feeling a little quiver run along the length
of my dick.

	"I hope you're not a virgin, too."

	"Of course not!" I said indignantly.

	She giggled, then smiled and laid her head back against the
chair.

	We stayed out about an hour.  After a while Molly came out,
dressed in shorts and a tank top, and asked if we wanted
anything at the store.  After she left, Chris shook her head and
turned to me.

	"What a waste," she said.  "I should find some nice stud to
show her how much fun fucking can be."

	My eyes widened and I was speechless for a long moment, then
she was on her feet and diving into the water.

	"Come on in!" she called.

	I got up awkwardly, then jumped into the water near her.  She
splashed me and I splashed her back.  Then she offered to race
me the length of the pool.  We went to the shallow end and just
as she counted down, she grabbed my swimsuit and yanked it down.

	I yelped in surprise, but she just laughed and took off.  I
yanked my suit back up and swam after her, aware that my cock
was hardening inside my suit.  I caught up to her near the other
end of the pool and grabbed at the back of her bikini bottom. 
She didn't make any real effort to avoid me either as I yanked
it down and exposed her sweet round behind.

	She laughed, diving down and pulling them back up, then yanking
mine down again, this time getting a nice view of my hard cock
poking out into the water.  She started to swim off, but I
caught her at one ankle and yanked her back.

	We wrestled in the water, my erection pressing wetly against
her thigh, then against her bare cheeks as I got her bikini
bottom down and off.  She got loose then and swam off, with me
frantically pursuing her.

	She stopped at the shallow end, grinning at me, then slipped
her top off.  I stared at her breasts in delight, then gasped as
she took hold of my cock under the water.  A moment later she
took a deep breath, then dropped below the surface and took my
cock into her mouth.

	It felt really weird having her mouth sliding up and down my
cock, the water sloshing there.  She blew out the water that was
in her mouth and the bubbles tickled my balls and the base of my
shaft.

	I was so hard I could have cut steel, and amazed at how this
had happened so quickly.  I just stood there like a fool as her
lips slid back and forth against my cock.  She popped tot he
surface then, grinning at me as she took hold of my cock and
backed into shallower water.

	She spread her legs and I gripped her asscheeks as I entered
her, groaning in elation as her stiff nippled little tits
pressed against my bare chest.

	She was hot and slick inside, and I humped furiously, grunting
with effort as Aunt Chris dug her fingers into my ass and licked
at my upper chest.  I couldn't hold out long and poured my juice
into her as I came, gasping breathlessly as I slowed.

	"Let's go inside, baby," she said.

	We went into the house, then up to her room.  She had me stand
in the middle of the bedroom while she moved slowly around me,
looking me up and down.  I felt kind of embarrassed.  I mean, I
hadn't had sex with a lot of girls before, but when I had, it
had been mostly dark and hurried.

	Now I was standing in the brightly lit room as Aunt Chris, who
was still naked, ran her hands over my ass, then over my belly.

	"You're really well-built," she said admiringly.

	She stood in front of me again, then pressed down on my
shoulders.  I sank to my knees, gazing into her furry opening
and starting to get a little nervous.  I was sure no expert on
eating beaver.

	"Have you ever eaten a woman out before, Tommy?" she whispered.

	"Y-yeah," I gulped.

	"Go ahead, baby."

	I took a deep breath, then started in.  I guess I wasn't very
good, because Aunt Chris kept giving me pointers, licking softer
here, nibbling there, sliding my fingers up into her little
crack, tugging on her pussy lips.  But that was okay.  I
normally hate school, but this was one class I was enjoying.

	When she first started to show real signs of being turned on, I
got an incredible feeling of victory, and licked even harder at
her clitty.  She started to grind her hips, and her voice became
rougher, more breathless as she slid her fingers through my hair.

	She cried out and came, and it gave me a sensation of
incredible triumph.  I kept my hands on her ass and my mouth
locked to her snatch until her legs gave way and she started to
sink.  Even then I held her up and eased back until she was
practically sitting on my face, grinding her pussy into my
tongue.

	By then I was hard again too, of course.  I rolled her over,
then slid atop her and thrust in deep.  She was a small woman,
and groaned as my prick filled her.  She drew her knees up and
back, though, and started rocking in time to my thrust.

	I thought how pissed off Mom and Dad would be if they knew I
was fucking Aunt Chris, but that didn't slow me down any.  And
with have already come once I felt like I could go all day.  I
thrust into her again and again, loving the way she was
responding, feeling like a real man as my cock rutted down into
her.

	After she came again, I pulled out and flipped her over, then
lifted up on her hips until she was on all fours.  I entered her
from behind, and continued to fuck, gripping her hips and
spiking my prick in her for all I was worth.

	I came insider her again, then the two of us lay back on the
floor, basking in the warm afterglow.

	Over the next couple of days we fucked like bunnies, finding
any out of the way place to get together where we wouldn't be
noticed.  Then one evening she set me up in her closet, with the
door open a crack, refusing to tell me the reason.

	A few minutes later Molly came in, wearing her pajamas.  The
two of them sat on the edge of Chris' bed, talking low.  I
couldn't hear a lot of what the said, but I could sure get the
picture when Molly eased her lips in and kissed Chris!

	My jaw went slack as I saw their arms go around each other, and
then my prick got hard as a rock when Chris' hand cupped one of
Molly's big breasts.  I was literally trembling with excitement
as I watched Chris slowly undo Molly's top and saw those big
breasts exposed to the soft light.

	Chris eased her back and then began to work on my sister's
breasts with  her hips and tongue, sucking slowly and carefully
at Molly's big brown nipples as my sister  moaned and gasped and
whimpered in pleasure.

	I watched one of Chris's hands slide down into my sister's
pajama bottoms, watched the outline of her knuckles as it
reached Molly's crotch and began to work on it.  Molly began to
roll and wriggle her hips, arching her back and moaning in
pleasure.

	Then Chris sat up, tugging off her own nightie and reached down
to pull Molly's bottoms off.  I hadn't seen Molly naked in some
years, and stared admiringly at a fantastic centerfold body big
tits, tiny waist, and slim hips.

	She blushed a little as Chris whispered to her, then the two of
them got into the bed and began to make out again.  Chris slid
down Molly's body and began to eat her out, and my virgin sister
went crazy with the pleasure, writhing and twisting and gulping
in air, climaxing again and again on Chris' tongue.

	After about her fourth climax, and after Chris had worked her
up towards another, I saw my aunt turn and look into the closet.
She waved her hand, motioning me out, and I got up, cock so hard
it hurt, and came forward.

	Molly didn't even notice me at first.  Her eyes were closed,
her body stretched out on the bed, a fine sheen of perspiration
covering her flanks and breasts and forehead.

	"Lick me!  Lick me!' she was gasping.

	"Tongues are nice," Chris said.  "But cocks are nice too, baby.
Do you want a nice big cock inside you?"

	"Yessssss," Molly moaned.  "Fuck me, Aunt Chris!"

	"I don't have a cock, but I know a nice boy with a nice big
cock all ready for you," Chris replied.

	Molly opened her eyes and I saw them take me in.  They were
glassy at first, but then they cleared, and she gasped, sort of
trying to cover herself as her face turned red.

	Chris reached over and tugged at my pants, pulling them down. 
My erection sprang up red and hard and hungry, and Molly and I
stared at each other.

	She swallowed nervously, then looked at Chris for a moment
before looking back at me - well, at my cock.

	"Do you want it inside you, baby?" Chris whispered, stroking
her thighs.

	Molly didn't answer at first, then she nodded jerkily.

	Chris smiled and motioned me forward as Molly lay back,
spreading her legs again, her hands gripped into fists at her
sides as I knelt between her legs.  She looked up at me
anxiously, and I grinned, then leaned in, sliding my hands over
her breasts.

	She stared down at my hands, mouth open, watching in
fascination as I kneaded and squeezed her big titties, then she
seemed to tremble and laid her head back with a moan, spreading
her legs even wider.

	Chris took my cock and guided it down against my sister's
sopping fuck opening, and I pushed in gently, Chris whispering
reassurances to Molly as my cock spread her pussy and eased down
against her cherry.  I began to press against it with short,
sharp thrusts, and Molly let out a gasp, jerking her head back
as I pierced her.

	I held still for a minute, then slowly pushed forward, my prick
going where none had gone before, sliding down my sister's
tight, virginal pussy hole, her slick, tight lips moving up my
shaft until I was in her to the hilt.

	I dropped atop her, reveling in the feel of her big tits
against my chest as I ground my hips in a slow, circular motion.
Chris crawled alongside me, kissing Molly and stroking her
breasts.

	I started to pump slowly, letting Molly get use to it, fighting
my own excitement back as I pumped slowly and carefully.

	Within a couple of minutes she'd lost most of her stiffness,
and was driving herself back up against me.  I picked up the
pace, my cock driving deep as Chris' hand gripped my ass and one
of her fingers slipped into my asshole.

	She exchanged a deep, wet kiss with Molly, then pulled me down
and did the same to me.  Then her hand pulled my head down until
my lips were against Molly.  We both stared at each other, then
I let my lips come down on hers.  She was stiff at first, but
softened rapidly.  Soon our tongues were darting together as I
humped down into her.

	I came furiously, foaming and frothing inside my baby sister's
hot, buttery snatch.  But I was so hot, so excited, I barely
softened at all.  I kept humping, working my cock back and forth
inside that incredibly tight hole until Molly came as well.

	Chris just sat back and looked on proudly.

	Well, I guess I turned my attentions away from Chris for a few
days as Molly and I fucked like crazed maniacs every night.  I
kid you not, Molly had an incredible body, and she was limber,
athletic, and desperate to make up for lost time.  There was
nothing she wouldn't do, and nothing she didn't want to do.

	I didn't pay much attention to what Aunt Christine was doing
until I heard groans coming from her room late one night when I
was sneaking out of Molly's room and back to my own.  I halted
in surprise, then crept to the door.  I guess I expected to see
her jerking off as eased the door open.

	What I didn't expect was to find her and my mom screwing.  My
mom was beneath her naked, just like Chris.  Both of them were
grinding their pelvises together, their legs spread wide so
their pussies could rub and grind against each other.

	Mom's hands were on Chris's ass, squeezing down in time to
their motions, and from my angle, which was just at the foot of
the bed, I could see this strange kind of reddish brown ...
thing between their legs.  I hadn't a clue what it was at first.
I wasn't until Chris kind of sat up, still keeping her legs
spread, that I realized it was some kind of dildo they had
buried inside their snatches.

	Even though Molly had given me a real working over I felt my
cock twitch and begin to rise in my pajamas as Chris began to
slide up and down on the glistening round dildo.  Then she slid
right up off it and I watched her pumping it into Mom's pussy as
she ran a hand up her body and fingered her nipples.

	The dildo was incredibly long, and also flexible.  She twisted
it in and back, and my eyes bulged as I watcheD her slowly work
it down into Mom's asshole.  When she finally quit shoving there
was just a narrow half donut of rubber visible, one end in Mom's
snatch, the other in her ass.

	The Chris began licking at her and Mom went crazy.

	I felt a hand at my arm and jerked around, startled to find
Molly there.  She frowned at me curiously, and I motioned for
her to look.  She stared at the same scene I was, and both of us
heard Mom's voice starting to rise in long, quavering groans of
ecstasy as she came.

	Well, like I told you, Molly seemed to have no off switch now
that she'd been turned on by Aunt Chris.  I might have been
totally fucked out after hours with her, but she was still ready
for more.  She pushed open the door and went inside even as I
cowered back, shocked.

	Naturally, Mom was even more shocked, but it took surprisingly
little persuasion from Chris before she and Molly were kissing,
their breasts sliding together as they explored each other's
body.

	Soon Molly was on her knees licking Mom out while Chris donned
a strap-on dildo and rode Molly from behind.  I came in then,
sitting down and watching, entranced.

	Again Mom was shocked, or seemed to be, but Aunt Chris only
laughed.  Molly barely looked up.

	"You'll have to settle for us tonight, Mom," she said.  "He's
all fucked out."

	"Your daughter is too horny for any one man to survive," Aunt
Chris said.

	Mom seemed uncertain, but if anything more turned on by having
me watch.  The switched around, and Molly ate out Aunt Chris as
Mom used the strap-on dildo to fuck her from behind.  Then Mom
and Molly did a kind of split, their legs scissoring as they
ground their pussies together.

	After enough of this, I was hard again - despite how Molly had
wrung me dry, and Chris and Molly sat back on their heels,
grinning and urging me on as I mounted Mom.  She welcomed me
with a hesitant smile that quickly turned to moans of pleasure
as I buried my cock inside her.

	I gave her the fucking of her life, I think.  I mean, I'd
already come four times in Molly's bedroom, so I had incredible
control.  At Chris's urging, we kept shifting positions.  We
went from missionary to doggy, then Mom got on top and rode up
and down, while Molly straddled my face and let me eat her out. 
I couldn't see much of what was going on up there, but knew she
and Mom were kissing and fondling each other's breasts.

	Well, Chris was supposed to have paid us just a short visit,
but there was no sign of her leaving any time soon.  In fact,
she was still there a month later when she announced she was
pregnant, and still there three months after that when Mom
realized she was pregnant, too.

	It's a damn good thing the three of them had their dildos and
vibrators and damn good they were all bisexual, because even
with all that I was worn to a nub by their demands.  Over the
coming years I got all the sex I could handle, and then some. 
The only times I got any relief was when Mom, Chris, or Molly
were in the late stages of pregnancy.

	I've had six daughters and five sons from them so far, and even
as I write you, Molly is pregnant again, and my daughter, Sara,
the first girl Chris bore me, is pregnant with my uh,
granddaughter.

	Luckily my oldest son, Mark, who's now in his first year of
college, has begun to help me out, and soon my second son, Paul,
will be too.

	I know a lot of people would be upset at the way our lives have
turned out, but let me tell you this, Chris, Molly, Mom and I
are incredibly happy together.  As for our kids, all of them
have grown up in a happy, stable home, loved and cared for by
all of us.

	And as each of them becomes an adult, we let them know the
secret we've been sharing, and let them decide whether to take
part in it.  So far they all have, with great delight.

	I think if you don't raise your kids to fear sex, or to think
it's something of terrible, awful importance, they can enjoy it
for the pleasure and love it brings, regardless of who it's with.


