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My
Honey Cousin: Part 2.
Darren's Morning Shag.
Based on a post by Guzzler
21. Listen to the Podcast at My
First Time.
All was dark. Darren felt his mouth was dry, he was waking up in a
warm and sweaty cave.
It took some seconds before his brain caught up to his senses.
Last night's happenings slowly dawned on him. Apart from the
darkness and the sweaty warm body he was pressed up against, his face
was also feeling itself surrounded by Amy’s tangled hair. His
body was slowly doing sensory checks and sending them back to his
brain.
As he slowly started sensing his own body, pressed tightly against
his cousin’s back he quickly became aware of other things
pressing against him.
If he had blacked out, fainted, or just fallen asleep from
exhaustion; was unclear. But that his cock was still impaled and
bound tight into Cousin Amy, from behind; was now very clear.
He felt himself only semi-hard. But the realization of having
spent the whole night with his cock inside of the sweet, sexy cousin,
got his blood rushing; and his meat twitching.
Darren didn’t dare to move a muscle, apart from his cock
muscles; but they were pulsing on their own accord.
He could feel his cousin breathing slowly and calmly. She must
still be asleep.
Although he was still covered by her blankets and still wedged
between the wall and his cousin, he could hear faint bird chirps from
outside. He used his fingers to carefully peek out from under the
blanket and could see that Amy’s bedroom was growing lighter
from the morning twilight.
All was still. Darren dared to pull the covering blanket away a
little more and lift his head to look out. To his fright he saw aunt
Lily there, still lying in the bed. Her large, luscious tits were
exposed and Amy was still latched on to the closest of them.
Amy was humming softly, and slowly suckling in her sleep. Every
few seconds, she sucked at the nipple hidden in her wide open mouth.
Only the very outer rim of aunt’s areola could be observed,
outside of Amy’s wet lips.
It was an extremely sensual sight. Darren’s cock was quickly
turning into a raging boner. As it grew in length, it pressed deeper
and deeper into Amy, who started to stir in her sleep. Her body was
surely taking notice of the increasing impalement of her most secret,
wet cave.
As she stirred some, the suckling of her mother’s tits
increased, in pace and force; so Darren snuck his head back under the
covers and prayed to any gods out there, that he wouldn’t be
detected when his aunt finally woke up.
It had been hot under the blankets when he woke up, but now the
heat was building even more under the covers where he was deeply
embedded in his cousin Amy. His face was full of her wild, sandy
blonde hair. It smelled like sex. Memory flashes from last night were
coming back to him. Although their bodies weren’t moving,
Darren could feel the pressure inside of his balls was building up.
All his turgid cock now wanted to do, was to start moving; in and out
of that glorious wet crevice, which it had spent the night in. He
could easily feel that there would be no friction whatsoever.
Amy’s cunt had acclimated to his cock during the night and
she was filled with fluids. Both her own and his. It would be a dream
to just pull out a little and slowly push himself back in.
He fought the urge for a long time. There was no room whatsoever
for him to pull back. The wall was pressed tightly against his back
and ass, so instead he carefully moved a hand down to Amy’s
nicely rounded ass and ever so slowly tried to push it away from
himself.
Half an inch; one inch; one and a half;
Amy moved! Her body started the process of waking up. His pushing
of her hips forward, had woken her enough to move. She instinctively
pushed her ass back to where it had first been, and Darren's cock
sunk back deep into her slippery, steaming hole.
He now heard aunt Lily mumble, in her own fleeting sleep. Darren
felt the tidal wave course through his thighs and up towards his rock
hard phallus. He came, hard!
He didn’t dare to move at all. Darren even held his breath
and strangled a scream of lust, deep in his lungs.
The only thing that moved was his pulsating cock, sending stream
after stream, deep into the waking Amy impaled on his cock! Before
Amy was even aware of it herself, her pussy contracted and opened in
unison with Darren's cock pumping into her. Her womb was effectively
milking his cock, trying to absorb every little ounce of semen
shooting out from its swollen crown!
Through his silent climax, Darren could feel Amy’s hand, in
panic, probing for what was behind her! He felt her hand finally land
on his hip, so close to where their young bodies were connected; and
had been through all of the night.
As Amy became clearly awake, Darren could feel her cunt,
tightening around his rocket. As if to push him out. But he was stuck
in, deep; and the wall behind him kept his cock deep inside of his
wet cousin!
He now heard aunt Lily waking up. At first, sleepy murmurs, then a
shocked gasp!
Probably as a kind of distraction, he heard Amy start to loudly
suckle on her mothers tit!
“Oh; I’m sorry honey! I must’ve fallen asleep!”
she whispered in a rather hoarse voice.
Amy just moaned and kept on suckling.
Darren could only lay there under the covers, listening and
imagining the images of Amy’s cute lips holding on to aunt
Lily’s large, heavy tit.
The bed jostled as aunt Lily stood up from it. Amy’s lips
let go of her tit with a wet ‘plopp’ and Darrens, still
pulsating, cock bounced ever so slightly in and out of his cousin's
warm entrance! He bit his lip and worked hard to not let any sound
slip from his lips.
Amy on the other hand, let out a weary gasp as their sexes bounced
into each other. But Lily was probably too newly awakened to notice
anything strange.
“I’ll just go and freshen up. Then I’ll check on
Darren and make breakfast for you” she whispered and gave Amy
what sounded like a kiss on the cheek before her footsteps could be
heard on the rug as she left Amy’s bedroom.
Amy pushed her behind hard against Darren's hips, sinking his
leaking boner in even deeper!
She buried her head in her pillow and let out a muffled groan!
“Damn; have you been in me all night?” she then
whispered in a baffled tone, still seeming to wake up from the
deepest of sleeps.
“I’m sorry;” was all that Darren could reply in
a meek tone.
Amy suddenly became very still. Darren could feel her entrance
gripping and relaxing a few times; it felt excruciatingly erotic, but
he himself didn’t dare to move at all.
“Are you still coming into me right now; ?” she asked
slowly, her body trying to feel all of his staff stuck inside of her.
“I couldn’t help it; it came by itself;” was the
weak excuse he could muster.
Amy turned her head to him, she was smiling. She rocked her hips a
little, her hole squeezing along his cock.
“This is so hot;” she whispered and her tongue
involuntarily licked her lips.
Then she sprung into action!
Morning Dash.
“Quick! Mom is going to come and check on you! You have to
get back to your room; NOW!” she hissed, panic in her voice.
She moved forward from him, his still hard cock slipping out of its
wet, nightly folds!
He heard the faucet from the bathroom. Aunt Lily was in there. He
didn’t have much time.
He didn’t even have time to be embarrassed about Amy seeing
his glistening hard-on, flailing about as he scurried out of bed. The
back of his mind did manage to take a sneak peek at her gorgeous
boobs as the blanket was tossed aside.
But no time for any prolonged stares. Without a word, and as
silent as a mouse he snuck out into the hallway, past the bathroom
door, from where he could still hear the faucet running; and into his
own room.
With a move that would’ve made any ninja envious he flung
himself into his untouched bed and under the covers just as he heard
the faucet turn off and the bathroom door out in the hallway open.
Darren was laying flat on his back in the most unnatural sleeping
position to be imagined, and just the split second between the soft
knock on his door, and his aunt opening it and coming in, he realized
that his hard-on would be making a tent out of the covers.
Too late now! He already heard his aunt's footsteps on the floor,
entering his room.
With closed eyes he again prayed to any gods, that his boner was
not too visible in the morning dawn, flowing through the curtains in
the room.
Aunt Lily’s footsteps paused for a moment then he felt her
sitting down softly on his bedside, her curvy hip pressing up against
his own. He could feel the blanket pulling at its tent pole.
She leaned in on him as he lay there, pretending to be fast
asleep. He could feel her heavy tit softly land on his chest and her
erect nipple was easily noticeable through the bedsheet over his
chest.
“Darren? It’s time to wake up” she whispered in
the softest of motherly voices. Darren could feel her breath on his
cheek, she was that close. She smelled of mint.
It also dawned on him that the nipple now pressing against his
chest was the one that Amy had been sucking on all through the night.
This made his boner twitch. Hopefully aunt Lily wouldn’t see
that from her position of leaning in over his face.
Linton slowly opened one eye, playing groggy and sleepy. He saw
Lily’s lovely brown eyes meeting his as she leaned in to kiss
him on the forehead.
Her lips were warm and soft. She held them to his forehead long
enough for him to feel it thoroughly. His cock twitched again under
the covers but he made sure to move his knee up and hopefully that
would disguise his manly tent pole under the blanket.
Aunt Lily sat up again, her firm tit leaving Darren's chest and
gave him a loving look.
“Come down for some breakfast when you’re ready;”
and then she left. Darren couldn’t help but to watch her hips
rolling under that flimsy robe she had on.
As soon as the door closed, he wished that she had stayed longer.
He took his time before coming downstairs. First he had to wait
for his boner to soften. He thought about stroking one out, amazed
that it was still hard after coming both last night and also this
morning. But, again, this room gave him nowhere to hide tissue paper.
So if he was to jerk off, it would have to be in the bathroom.
He listened to Amy, up and washing in the bathroom. Then, when he
was sure both his aunt and cousin were downstairs, he dared to sneak
out to the bathroom, himself.
His cock had now gone back to normal size. He was actually
surprised to see it looking quite normal, after all it had been put
through. But he washed it off quickly, under cold water and then
changed to go downstairs where he could hear Amy and aunt Lily
chatting in the kitchen.
He had chosen his baggy, grey sweatpants and a worn out tee-shirt
with some soft drink logo on it. He was suspecting that he might get
hard again during the day, and the sweatpants were thick enough to
hopefully hide any such stiffness from sight.
Breakfast Protein Drinks.
Down in the kitchen, the girls were in full swing, having
breakfast. Amy sat at the table, munching on an egg sandwich and aunt
Lily was busy by the sink. It was when Aunt Lily swung around to
greet him that he was happy about his plan, wearing the sweatpants.
Aunt Lily was wearing a thin white shirt dress. The long kind that
looked like a common blouse, but went all the way down to her knees.
It had buttons down to her front, but the top four buttons were left
open, so her full tits swung enticingly under the thin fabric and the
shirt opening showed almost the whole length of her cleavage. Her
nipples were plainly visible, poking at the textile; and the darker
areola around them could be distinguished through the thin white
cotton.
“Good morning handsome!” she said and Darren got
embarrassed immediately! Partly because he couldn’t think of a
single word to give back as a greeting; and partly because he felt
how his stare and widening eyes must’ve been noticed by both
Amy and Lily.
Darren just mumbled and averted his eyes.
Aunt Lily, of course, didn’t let him get off that easily.
She hurled herself towards him and embraced him in a warm full body
hug!
It was pure bliss to be hugged by aunt Lily. At 6 foot 2, she was
nearly 8 inches taller than him, and getting her boobs pressed
against one’s face and her thighs pressed against his groin was
unbearably arousing! He couldn't help but to close his eyes and revel
in the feeling of being held to her bosom. His arm even caught one of
her stiff nipples as he hugged her back.
But when he opened his eyes they met Amy's, who was sitting at the
table with a wide grin.
He disengaged and felt his cheeks redden. He quickly sat himself
down at the table, across from Amy who hadn’t left his gaze for
a moment.
It felt like she very well knew that his cock must’ve
stiffened from that embrace.
Or, he was just imagining things.
Aunt Lily served up some sandwiches and juice for him. Only now,
did Darren discovered how hungry he was! He stuffed his face and
asked for more, always making sure to catch a glimpse of his aunt’s
cleavage every time she turned around.
Darren and Amy ate in silence, the radio playing in the
background. Amy was all the time trying to catch Darren's eye. He had
to work hard to not let her lock on. Darren was afraid that he’d
blush, or stutter, or something else awkward; if he let her focus her
eyes into his.
It was clear she had mischievous thoughts.
Images of how he’d been embedded deep into her wet folds,
kept creeping up to the front of his mind. He was glad there was a
kitchen table to hide his bulge under, now.
Aunt Lily stood herself beside Amy across the table from Darren,
“Amy, dear, your hair is a mess, darling. Let me sort that out
for you” she said and started untangling Amy’s wild and
unruly strands.
As Darren looked up from the remains of his fourth sandwich, Amy
caught his eye. She had a broad smile on her lips and slowly raised
her hand towards her mothers tit.
Darren wanted to look away, but couldn’t. He was hypnotized.
Aunt Lily's tits jiggled and swayed, as she was pulling and shifting
Amy’s hair, trying to get a braid started.
Her large tits were just in face height of Amy as she was sat by
the table. The big pokey nipples twice slid across Amy's nose.
Very deliberately Amy took hold of Lily’s shirt cleavage and
almost too slowly pulled it to the side, revealing her mother’s
stiff nipple and dark areola. All the time her eyes held fast into
Darren's glare at what was unfolding in front of him.
“Ahmee, noht nuw..” Lily said, her mouth full of Amy’s
hair, she was trying to organize.
Lily had to let go of one of the chunks of hair to pull back the
shirt, and cover her tit again.
Amy was still keeping her eyes on Darren as she again, slowly let
her hand come up to Lily’s jiggling boob.
Once again, Darren got to see his aunt's full tit and succulent
nipple bounce out from its cleavage.
Lily spat out the hairs she had between her lips and sounded a bit
annoyed.
“Please love! Not now!” Lily pulled her shirt back
over her enticing mound of boob flesh.
“But mom; I want some;” Amy pleaded, still not taking
her eyes off Listson's.
“Please, Darren doesn't want to see this;” Lily
sighed; but this time she let her tits stay exposed. Swaying just
right by her daughter’s cute face.
“You don’t mind, do you Darren?” Amy said in a
beckoning, sad tone whilst she squeezed at her mother’s tit,
pushing the nipple closer to her mouth.
“Uhm.. no. No! I don’t.. ehm, mind..” Darren
croaked, trying to sound blasé
.
Amy let go of Darren's eyes and turned her face to the huge tit
just beside her face.
She closed her eyes and planted her mouth lewdly over aunt Lily’s
prominent nipple.
Lily let out a small gasp, but quickly found herself and continued
doing Amy’s hair.
Darren was in awe. He found it impossible to look away!
Amy had her lips around almost all of Lily’s areola, her
fingers squeezing at the massive flesh around it. She looked like
she’d never tasted anything as good as this, ever!
Still focused on braiding Amy’s hair, Lily explained, “You
know Darren, I’ve always given Amy of my milk. Most mothers
stop early, but I never did. It's nourishing, and she’s almost
never been sick in her life.”
Amy turned her face to Darren, still holding Lily’s tit
against her mouth, “And itsch schoo good;” she said with
her mouth half full of white milk. A trickle of the milk streamed
down her chin as she spoke. Amy quickly let her lips surround Lily’s
nipple again and continued sucking, eyes closed.
Darren was just sitting and nodding as a dumbfounded response to
Lily’s explanation.
He couldn’t think of having seen anything more sensual than
this scene, that was now playing out in front of him.
Even though time stood still, Lily somehow finished with Amy’s
hair. She had made two braids on her. Each one on the top sides of
her head. Like two pigtails, but in braid form.
Amy looked so incredibly cute, and aunt Lily was now just
caressing the back of her head as she kept on nursing from her.
Darren wasn’t sure what to do. Inside of his sweatpants he
had a hard-on so stiff, it it mimicked a mast of a British man o'
war. He had already finished his sandwiches, and was just sipping
slowly at his orange juice; wanting it never to end. He was afraid to
break up this spectacular scene with any sudden moves.
To his sorrow, but also relief, Amy finally let go of Lily’s
tit and licked her lips. Aunt Lily's engorged nipple looked as big as
a whole thumb!
Amy smiled at Darren, and her eyes gave him the kind of look
siblings give each other, when the other one didn’t get as nice
of a christmas present as the first.
Lily bent down and gave Amy a kiss on the lips before she pulled
her shirt over her tit again, indicating that this moment was over.
Tree House Tryst.
“So, what are you guys gonna do today?” Lily asked, as
she took some plates from the table over to the sink.
Amy was looking intently as Darren; with that ever alluring smile
of hers.
“Maybe we’ll go and check out the old tree house”
Amy said, still staring Darren in the eye.
“Oh, that’s nice. You haven’t been up there in
forever;” Lily replied, whilst pouring dishwater over the
plates, a wet stain could be seen darkening the fabric over her
nipple, which Amy had just been sucking on.
“Come on Darren!” Amy grabbed his hand and yanked him
with her. At 5 foot 10; She was bigger and heavier than him. Her
curves gave her the weight and strength advantage over his own
slender body, and he had no say in the matter.
He trotted after her like a rag doll.
Darren hadn’t noticed earlier, but Amy had a very short
polka dotted skirt on. As she was running in front of him now, to the
old tree house out back; he glimpsed her ass cheeks now and then, as
her skirt flapped up and down.
Either she was wearing minimal string panties, or nothing at all,
underneath.
Up top; she had a tight, yellow tee-shirt, that did nothing to
disguise her lovely bra-less tits.
At the base of the old oak, in which the tree house was set,
Darren got the answer to what Amy was wearing underneath; or rather,
what she was not wearing.
She climbed up before him, and he got a full view of her nakedness
under that little skirt.
His cock had been hard since the breakfast t
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Honey Cousin: Part 2.
Darren's Morning Shag.
Based on a post by Guzzler
21. Listen to the Podcast at My
First Time.
All was dark. Darren felt his mouth was dry, he was waking up in a
warm and sweaty cave.
It took some seconds before his brain caught up to his senses.
Last night's happenings slowly dawned on him. Apart from the
darkness and the sweaty warm body he was pressed up against, his face
was also feeling itself surrounded by Amy’s tangled hair. His
body was slowly doing sensory checks and sending them back to his
brain.
As he slowly started sensing his own body, pressed tightly against
his cousin’s back he quickly became aware of other things
pressing against him.
If he had blacked out, fainted, or just fallen asleep from
exhaustion; was unclear. But that his cock was still impaled and
bound tight into Cousin Amy, from behind; was now very clear.
He felt himself only semi-hard. But the realization of having
spent the whole night with his cock inside of the sweet, sexy cousin,
got his blood rushing; and his meat twitching.
Darren didn’t dare to move a muscle, apart from his cock
muscles; but they were pulsing on their own accord.
He could feel his cousin breathing slowly and calmly. She must
still be asleep.
Although he was still covered by her blankets and still wedged
between the wall and his cousin, he could hear faint bird chirps from
outside. He used his fingers to carefully peek out from under the
blanket and could see that Amy’s bedroom was growing lighter
from the morning twilight.
All was still. Darren dared to pull the covering blanket away a
little more and lift his head to look out. To his fright he saw aunt
Lily there, still lying in the bed. Her large, luscious tits were
exposed and Amy was still latched on to the closest of them.
Amy was humming softly, and slowly suckling in her sleep. Every
few seconds, she sucked at the nipple hidden in her wide open mouth.
Only the very outer rim of aunt’s areola could be observed,
outside of Amy’s wet lips.
It was an extremely sensual sight. Darren’s cock was quickly
turning into a raging boner. As it grew in length, it pressed deeper
and deeper into Amy, who started to stir in her sleep. Her body was
surely taking notice of the increasing impalement of her most secret,
wet cave.
As she stirred some, the suckling of her mother’s tits
increased, in pace and force; so Darren snuck his head back under the
covers and prayed to any gods out there, that he wouldn’t be
detected when his aunt finally woke up.
It had been hot under the blankets when he woke up, but now the
heat was building even more under the covers where he was deeply
embedded in his cousin Amy. His face was full of her wild, sandy
blonde hair. It smelled like sex. Memory flashes from last night were
coming back to him. Although their bodies weren’t moving,
Darren could feel the pressure inside of his balls was building up.
All his turgid cock now wanted to do, was to start moving; in and out
of that glorious wet crevice, which it had spent the night in. He
could easily feel that there would be no friction whatsoever.
Amy’s cunt had acclimated to his cock during the night and
she was filled with fluids. Both her own and his. It would be a dream
to just pull out a little and slowly push himself back in.
He fought the urge for a long time. There was no room whatsoever
for him to pull back. The wall was pressed tightly against his back
and ass, so instead he carefully moved a hand down to Amy’s
nicely rounded ass and ever so slowly tried to push it away from
himself.
Half an inch; one inch; one and a half;
Amy moved! Her body started the process of waking up. His pushing
of her hips forward, had woken her enough to move. She instinctively
pushed her ass back to where it had first been, and Darren's cock
sunk back deep into her slippery, steaming hole.
He now heard aunt Lily mumble, in her own fleeting sleep. Darren
felt the tidal wave course through his thighs and up towards his rock
hard phallus. He came, hard!
He didn’t dare to move at all. Darren even held his breath
and strangled a scream of lust, deep in his lungs.
The only thing that moved was his pulsating cock, sending stream
after stream, deep into the waking Amy impaled on his cock! Before
Amy was even aware of it herself, her pussy contracted and opened in
unison with Darren's cock pumping into her. Her womb was effectively
milking his cock, trying to absorb every little ounce of semen
shooting out from its swollen crown!
Through his silent climax, Darren could feel Amy’s hand, in
panic, probing for what was behind her! He felt her hand finally land
on his hip, so close to where their young bodies were connected; and
had been through all of the night.
As Amy became clearly awake, Darren could feel her cunt,
tightening around his rocket. As if to push him out. But he was stuck
in, deep; and the wall behind him kept his cock deep inside of his
wet cousin!
He now heard aunt Lily waking up. At first, sleepy murmurs, then a
shocked gasp!
Probably as a kind of distraction, he heard Amy start to loudly
suckle on her mothers tit!
“Oh; I’m sorry honey! I must’ve fallen asleep!”
she whispered in a rather hoarse voice.
Amy just moaned and kept on suckling.
Darren could only lay there under the covers, listening and
imagining the images of Amy’s cute lips holding on to aunt
Lily’s large, heavy tit.
The bed jostled as aunt Lily stood up from it. Amy’s lips
let go of her tit with a wet ‘plopp’ and Darrens, still
pulsating, cock bounced ever so slightly in and out of his cousin's
warm entrance! He bit his lip and worked hard to not let any sound
slip from his lips.
Amy on the other hand, let out a weary gasp as their sexes bounced
into each other. But Lily was probably too newly awakened to notice
anything strange.
“I’ll just go and freshen up. Then I’ll check on
Darren and make breakfast for you” she whispered and gave Amy
what sounded like a kiss on the cheek before her footsteps could be
heard on the rug as she left Amy’s bedroom.
Amy pushed her behind hard against Darren's hips, sinking his
leaking boner in even deeper!
She buried her head in her pillow and let out a muffled groan!
“Damn; have you been in me all night?” she then
whispered in a baffled tone, still seeming to wake up from the
deepest of sleeps.
“I’m sorry;” was all that Darren could reply in
a meek tone.
Amy suddenly became very still. Darren could feel her entrance
gripping and relaxing a few times; it felt excruciatingly erotic, but
he himself didn’t dare to move at all.
“Are you still coming into me right now; ?” she asked
slowly, her body trying to feel all of his staff stuck inside of her.
“I couldn’t help it; it came by itself;” was the
weak excuse he could muster.
Amy turned her head to him, she was smiling. She rocked her hips a
little, her hole squeezing along his cock.
“This is so hot;” she whispered and her tongue
involuntarily licked her lips.
Then she sprung into action!
Morning Dash.
“Quick! Mom is going to come and check on you! You have to
get back to your room; NOW!” she hissed, panic in her voice.
She moved forward from him, his still hard cock slipping out of its
wet, nightly folds!
He heard the faucet from the bathroom. Aunt Lily was in there. He
didn’t have much time.
He didn’t even have time to be embarrassed about Amy seeing
his glistening hard-on, flailing about as he scurried out of bed. The
back of his mind did manage to take a sneak peek at her gorgeous
boobs as the blanket was tossed aside.
But no time for any prolonged stares. Without a word, and as
silent as a mouse he snuck out into the hallway, past the bathroom
door, from where he could still hear the faucet running; and into his
own room.
With a move that would’ve made any ninja envious he flung
himself into his untouched bed and under the covers just as he heard
the faucet turn off and the bathroom door out in the hallway open.
Darren was laying flat on his back in the most unnatural sleeping
position to be imagined, and just the split second between the soft
knock on his door, and his aunt opening it and coming in, he realized
that his hard-on would be making a tent out of the covers.
Too late now! He already heard his aunt's footsteps on the floor,
entering his room.
With closed eyes he again prayed to any gods, that his boner was
not too visible in the morning dawn, flowing through the curtains in
the room.
Aunt Lily’s footsteps paused for a moment then he felt her
sitting down softly on his bedside, her curvy hip pressing up against
his own. He could feel the blanket pulling at its tent pole.
She leaned in on him as he lay there, pretending to be fast
asleep. He could feel her heavy tit softly land on his chest and her
erect nipple was easily noticeable through the bedsheet over his
chest.
“Darren? It’s time to wake up” she whispered in
the softest of motherly voices. Darren could feel her breath on his
cheek, she was that close. She smelled of mint.
It also dawned on him that the nipple now pressing against his
chest was the one that Amy had been sucking on all through the night.
This made his boner twitch. Hopefully aunt Lily wouldn’t see
that from her position of leaning in over his face.
Linton slowly opened one eye, playing groggy and sleepy. He saw
Lily’s lovely brown eyes meeting his as she leaned in to kiss
him on the forehead.
Her lips were warm and soft. She held them to his forehead long
enough for him to feel it thoroughly. His cock twitched again under
the covers but he made sure to move his knee up and hopefully that
would disguise his manly tent pole under the blanket.
Aunt Lily sat up again, her firm tit leaving Darren's chest and
gave him a loving look.
“Come down for some breakfast when you’re ready;”
and then she left. Darren couldn’t help but to watch her hips
rolling under that flimsy robe she had on.
As soon as the door closed, he wished that she had stayed longer.
He took his time before coming downstairs. First he had to wait
for his boner to soften. He thought about stroking one out, amazed
that it was still hard after coming both last night and also this
morning. But, again, this room gave him nowhere to hide tissue paper.
So if he was to jerk off, it would have to be in the bathroom.
He listened to Amy, up and washing in the bathroom. Then, when he
was sure both his aunt and cousin were downstairs, he dared to sneak
out to the bathroom, himself.
His cock had now gone back to normal size. He was actually
surprised to see it looking quite normal, after all it had been put
through. But he washed it off quickly, under cold water and then
changed to go downstairs where he could hear Amy and aunt Lily
chatting in the kitchen.
He had chosen his baggy, grey sweatpants and a worn out tee-shirt
with some soft drink logo on it. He was suspecting that he might get
hard again during the day, and the sweatpants were thick enough to
hopefully hide any such stiffness from sight.
Breakfast Protein Drinks.
Down in the kitchen, the girls were in full swing, having
breakfast. Amy sat at the table, munching on an egg sandwich and aunt
Lily was busy by the sink. It was when Aunt Lily swung around to
greet him that he was happy about his plan, wearing the sweatpants.
Aunt Lily was wearing a thin white shirt dress. The long kind that
looked like a common blouse, but went all the way down to her knees.
It had buttons down to her front, but the top four buttons were left
open, so her full tits swung enticingly under the thin fabric and the
shirt opening showed almost the whole length of her cleavage. Her
nipples were plainly visible, poking at the textile; and the darker
areola around them could be distinguished through the thin white
cotton.
“Good morning handsome!” she said and Darren got
embarrassed immediately! Partly because he couldn’t think of a
single word to give back as a greeting; and partly because he felt
how his stare and widening eyes must’ve been noticed by both
Amy and Lily.
Darren just mumbled and averted his eyes.
Aunt Lily, of course, didn’t let him get off that easily.
She hurled herself towards him and embraced him in a warm full body
hug!
It was pure bliss to be hugged by aunt Lily. At 6 foot 2, she was
nearly 8 inches taller than him, and getting her boobs pressed
against one’s face and her thighs pressed against his groin was
unbearably arousing! He couldn't help but to close his eyes and revel
in the feeling of being held to her bosom. His arm even caught one of
her stiff nipples as he hugged her back.
But when he opened his eyes they met Amy's, who was sitting at the
table with a wide grin.
He disengaged and felt his cheeks redden. He quickly sat himself
down at the table, across from Amy who hadn’t left his gaze for
a moment.
It felt like she very well knew that his cock must’ve
stiffened from that embrace.
Or, he was just imagining things.
Aunt Lily served up some sandwiches and juice for him. Only now,
did Darren discovered how hungry he was! He stuffed his face and
asked for more, always making sure to catch a glimpse of his aunt’s
cleavage every time she turned around.
Darren and Amy ate in silence, the radio playing in the
background. Amy was all the time trying to catch Darren's eye. He had
to work hard to not let her lock on. Darren was afraid that he’d
blush, or stutter, or something else awkward; if he let her focus her
eyes into his.
It was clear she had mischievous thoughts.
Images of how he’d been embedded deep into her wet folds,
kept creeping up to the front of his mind. He was glad there was a
kitchen table to hide his bulge under, now.
Aunt Lily stood herself beside Amy across the table from Darren,
“Amy, dear, your hair is a mess, darling. Let me sort that out
for you” she said and started untangling Amy’s wild and
unruly strands.
As Darren looked up from the remains of his fourth sandwich, Amy
caught his eye. She had a broad smile on her lips and slowly raised
her hand towards her mothers tit.
Darren wanted to look away, but couldn’t. He was hypnotized.
Aunt Lily's tits jiggled and swayed, as she was pulling and shifting
Amy’s hair, trying to get a braid started.
Her large tits were just in face height of Amy as she was sat by
the table. The big pokey nipples twice slid across Amy's nose.
Very deliberately Amy took hold of Lily’s shirt cleavage and
almost too slowly pulled it to the side, revealing her mother’s
stiff nipple and dark areola. All the time her eyes held fast into
Darren's glare at what was unfolding in front of him.
“Ahmee, noht nuw..” Lily said, her mouth full of Amy’s
hair, she was trying to organize.
Lily had to let go of one of the chunks of hair to pull back the
shirt, and cover her tit again.
Amy was still keeping her eyes on Darren as she again, slowly let
her hand come up to Lily’s jiggling boob.
Once again, Darren got to see his aunt's full tit and succulent
nipple bounce out from its cleavage.
Lily spat out the hairs she had between her lips and sounded a bit
annoyed.
“Please love! Not now!” Lily pulled her shirt back
over her enticing mound of boob flesh.
“But mom; I want some;” Amy pleaded, still not taking
her eyes off Listson's.
“Please, Darren doesn't want to see this;” Lily
sighed; but this time she let her tits stay exposed. Swaying just
right by her daughter’s cute face.
“You don’t mind, do you Darren?” Amy said in a
beckoning, sad tone whilst she squeezed at her mother’s tit,
pushing the nipple closer to her mouth.
“Uhm.. no. No! I don’t.. ehm, mind..” Darren
croaked, trying to sound blasé
.
Amy let go of Darren's eyes and turned her face to the huge tit
just beside her face.
She closed her eyes and planted her mouth lewdly over aunt Lily’s
prominent nipple.
Lily let out a small gasp, but quickly found herself and continued
doing Amy’s hair.
Darren was in awe. He found it impossible to look away!
Amy had her lips around almost all of Lily’s areola, her
fingers squeezing at the massive flesh around it. She looked like
she’d never tasted anything as good as this, ever!
Still focused on braiding Amy’s hair, Lily explained, “You
know Darren, I’ve always given Amy of my milk. Most mothers
stop early, but I never did. It's nourishing, and she’s almost
never been sick in her life.”
Amy turned her face to Darren, still holding Lily’s tit
against her mouth, “And itsch schoo good;” she said with
her mouth half full of white milk. A trickle of the milk streamed
down her chin as she spoke. Amy quickly let her lips surround Lily’s
nipple again and continued sucking, eyes closed.
Darren was just sitting and nodding as a dumbfounded response to
Lily’s explanation.
He couldn’t think of having seen anything more sensual than
this scene, that was now playing out in front of him.
Even though time stood still, Lily somehow finished with Amy’s
hair. She had made two braids on her. Each one on the top sides of
her head. Like two pigtails, but in braid form.
Amy looked so incredibly cute, and aunt Lily was now just
caressing the back of her head as she kept on nursing from her.
Darren wasn’t sure what to do. Inside of his sweatpants he
had a hard-on so stiff, it it mimicked a mast of a British man o'
war. He had already finished his sandwiches, and was just sipping
slowly at his orange juice; wanting it never to end. He was afraid to
break up this spectacular scene with any sudden moves.
To his sorrow, but also relief, Amy finally let go of Lily’s
tit and licked her lips. Aunt Lily's engorged nipple looked as big as
a whole thumb!
Amy smiled at Darren, and her eyes gave him the kind of look
siblings give each other, when the other one didn’t get as nice
of a christmas present as the first.
Lily bent down and gave Amy a kiss on the lips before she pulled
her shirt over her tit again, indicating that this moment was over.
Tree House Tryst.
“So, what are you guys gonna do today?” Lily asked, as
she took some plates from the table over to the sink.
Amy was looking intently as Darren; with that ever alluring smile
of hers.
“Maybe we’ll go and check out the old tree house”
Amy said, still staring Darren in the eye.
“Oh, that’s nice. You haven’t been up there in
forever;” Lily replied, whilst pouring dishwater over the
plates, a wet stain could be seen darkening the fabric over her
nipple, which Amy had just been sucking on.
“Come on Darren!” Amy grabbed his hand and yanked him
with her. At 5 foot 10; She was bigger and heavier than him. Her
curves gave her the weight and strength advantage over his own
slender body, and he had no say in the matter.
He trotted after her like a rag doll.
Darren hadn’t noticed earlier, but Amy had a very short
polka dotted skirt on. As she was running in front of him now, to the
old tree house out back; he glimpsed her ass cheeks now and then, as
her skirt flapped up and down.
Either she was wearing minimal string panties, or nothing at all,
underneath.
Up top; she had a tight, yellow tee-shirt, that did nothing to
disguise her lovely bra-less tits.
At the base of the old oak, in which the tree house was set,
Darren got the answer to what Amy was wearing underneath; or rather,
what she was not wearing.
She climbed up before him, and he got a full view of her nakedness
under that little skirt.
His cock had been hard since the breakfast t
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