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My Honey Cousin: Part 3
My
Honey Cousin: Part 3.
Wine and wanton lusts.
Based on a post by Guzzler
21. Listen to the Podcast at My
First Time.
The sexual tension between Darren and Amy was palpable, and there
was a great chance that she might want to get at it again, during the
day. Maybe it was just best for him to have nothing underneath, he
thought.
Darren steadied himself with some deep breaths and thoughts of
rugby, then he made his way down to the kitchen.
Aunt Lily had made them ham and cheese sandwiches with a side of
potato crisps. A classic lunch he remembered always having here.
As he was watching Lily eat her lunch, he couldn’t help but
to think that those lips, that mouth had tasted his cum just moments
ago! Had she noticed? Did she like his cum?
Most likely, his aunt hadn’t noticed anything different
about the creamy milkshake she swallowed. But just the thought was
still very arousing to Darren.
Farm Chores.
After lunch, aunt Lily proclaimed that it was ‘chore time.’
This was an often occurring event whenever Darren had stayed at their
house, during the years.
It was sort of a farm, anyway; so there were actual chores that
had to be done on it.
Some days she let Amy and Darren roam free; but every once and
again, she made them help out with different chores on the farm.
“Darren, can you repair the old canvas on the shelf in the
barn, and Amy, I need you to feed the chickens and chop some fire
wood;” Lily said.
Some years ago, Lily had shown Darren how to repair and sew in
heavy canvases. It was called sailmaking and used different tools,
like a heavy duty twine and needle and a gadget you had in the palm
of your hand called a sailmaker’s palm; to make it easier to
push the needle through the thick canvas.
Darren had proved to be gifted in this craft; and egged on by his
aunt, he took pride in being good at it. Amy didn’t have the
patience for it, so it kind of became Darren’s ‘thing,’
to repair canvases around the farm.
Darren was happy for the assignment and made his way out to the
barn. He found the old canvas, it was a huge thing, often used to
cover hay stacks during bad weather.
It was also heavy. He sat himself down on some hay bales and
spread out the large canvas over his knees, tools at the ready. It
was probably about 5 x 5 yards, at least.
Sewing was about as masculine a skill as Darren was a rough and
tough guy. But when it was about handling this thick and tough
textile with a big needle and the sailmaker’s palm, he actually
felt a bit more masculine. He felt like a tough sailor on some harbor
dock; doing manly stuff.
The weather was nice, and the air pleasant. He sat in the shade of
the barn and started repairing the corner of it that had begun to
fray.
It was conducive to meditating and time passed as he sat there,
concentrating on his work.
He was so focused that Amy’s sudden presence looking out at
him from the barn door, startled him!
“Hey there, Darren;” she said in a cheerful manner.
She looked beautiful. Amy stepped out into the sunlight. She was
standing there in the afternoon sun, shining through her thin dress.
The silhouette of her bare legs could be seen through the yellow
cotton fabric.
She walked up to him with the posture of someone who has an idea.
”Are you done with that?” she asked; and nodded to the
large canvas spread out over his lap and the hay around him.
“I have a bit left. Have you already done your chores?”
Amy just nodded, with that mischievous smile. She was biting her
bottom lip and obviously wanted to say something more;
“I’ll be just 10 more minutes;” Darren said,
trying to soothe her impatience. He was also curious about what she
had in mind. She wanted something, that much was clear.
Amy was still fidgeting and looking at him with hungry eyes.
He suspected she wanted to suggest something; seductive.
“I’m not happy about mom getting to taste you before I
did, and she got so much more of you even! Now I want you, just for
myself;” Amy said, the last part ending in a deep whisper.
“Spread your legs;” she continued and pulled the canvas
covering Darren’s groin away.
With the needle in one hand and the sailmaker’s palm in the
other, Darren did as he was told. His sweat pants were already
becoming a tent for his rising cock.
Amy was very determined. She yanked Darren’s sweatpants down
and her expression was of a surprised happiness when she noticed he
had chosen not to wear anything under.
His semi swollen cock came into her view.
Darren didn’t even have time to feel embarrassed before she
was crouched down between his legs, her face just inches from his
twitching cock.
Darren was frozen in erotic shock! It was happening! He’d
only heard, read, and fantasized about it. But now; he was finally
going to get; a blow job!
Amy looked up and their eyes met. She had a seductive grin.
“Darren!”
His heart sank. He heard aunt Lily calling him!
“Darren! Are you in the barn?”
Her voice was coming closer!
Amy whispered, “I’m not here!” and pulled the
canvas over his lap, hiding herself under it, still crouched between
his legs.
Double Sucking.
Darren tried to play it cool, as aunt Lily came into view at the
barn door. Her big tits swinging under that flimsy shirt as she
moved. Just as with Amy's dress, he could see the contours of her
naked body underneath, against the afternoon sun shining through the
fabric.
She came up to him, “Have you seen Amy?”
Darren felt Amy’s hand gripping on to his thighs. He felt
her breath on his semi swollen cock.
“Uh, no; I don't see her.” he croaked.
“Oh. Good” Lily said. She sounded a bit winded from
the brisk walk to the barn, “I wanted to speak to you alone.”
She sat herself down on the bale of hay Darren was sitting on. He
felt the warmth of her thick thigh against his own, even through the
heavy canvas he had over his lap.
Lily put her hand on Darren’s shoulder and looked him
seriously in the eyes,
“I’ve been meaning to talk to you; to explain;”
she started hesitantly, “You know that I breast feed your
cousin; well, you’ve seen it, twice now.”
Darren sat in awkward silence. He could feel his aunt's body heat
against his side and at the same time, he could feel Amy’s head
between his legs, the warmth of her breath on his aroused cock, under
the canvas. Darren felt like he was trapped!
Aunt Lily took on a more intimate tone, “I don’t want
you to think that we are weird. I know it’s not strictly
unnatural for a mother to still tit feed her grown up daughter. See,
what not many people know is that it’s very healthy and
nutritious. Mother's milk, I mean.”
Darren sat in silence. Aunt Lily’s hand on his shoulder, her
thumb caressing him slowly as she spoke.
“I saw the great benefits of nursing, to help build Amy's
immunities.” Aunt Lily explained. “Plus, it also helped
prevent food allergies. The local hospital refers struggling mothers
to me, when they need a wet nurse.”
He tried to keep his eyes away, but they were drawn like magnets
to her deep luscious cleavage.
“What is unusual, is that I never actually dried up. This
makes me very dependable as a wet nurse. Amy helps me stay producing,
so she's also helping other families have a resource for natural
mother's milk.” Lily was trying her best to gain Darren's
acceptance of her family secret.
Her large tits jiggled every time she moved, they heaved as she
took a breath. It was mesmerizing to see.
Lily went on; “Darren, I love the wonderful contentment that
comes over me when I release milk. It's not a perverted thing, but it
is hard for judgmental people to accept.”
The fact that his cousin Amy was perched between his legs didn’t
make it less sensual. He tried hard to think of rugby, or calculus,
but his body was betraying him. He could feel his cock swelling,
there under the heavy canvas across his lap.
“Amy and I are very affectionate people, and my post-natal
hormones sort of compel me to be openly affectionate and somewhat of
a naturalist. I hope you can accept us as we are, Darren?”
Darren simply nodded, not because he was shy or avoiding Aunt
Lily's topic, but because her daughter is orally engrossed in his
cock right now.
Lily carefully avoided saying anything about how having her
nipples sucked on, gives her some amazing climaxes. But even if she
doesn't fully climax, it's just a matter of a few minutes of frigging
herself alone, and her euphoria is sure to arrive.
“If you want; you can try it;” aunt Lily offered,
looking at him with the most puppy dog eyes he’d ever seen. She
was taller than him, but even though she was looking down at him; in
reality, it felt as if she’d exposed her soul to him and he was
now the judge, jury and executioner of her total soul!
Lily knew very well what she was doing. Darren would never cut her
down in such a sensitive moment.
“Okay;” was all that Darren could offer as a retort.
His eyes flailed, trying not to look at aunt Lily’s huge tits
visible there under her loose cotton blouse. Even though that was
what the subject was all about.
Lily’s voice took a more sultry tone, “Lie down;”
she softly pushed Darren’s shoulder, guiding him to lean back
on the hay bales behind him.
As his body was laid back, his hips slid forward, he felt the tip
of his growing phallus touch Amy’s face, under the canvas.
His body flinched and Lily shushed him, sensing his hesitance. She
had his eyes locked with hers, she was on a mission.
What was worse, or better, was that he now felt Amy’s lips
cautiously closing around the head of his cock!
Darren found himself on his back, Aunt Lily was now towering over
him, her familiar strands of unruly hair, framing her sensual face,
one hand placed heavily on his shoulder, her other hand slowly
pulling her shirt to the side, letting her large tit fall out and
pendulously swing up closer to his face.
Darren felt his eyes enlargen. Her bulbous nipple, as big as his
fingertip, caught all of his attention.
As she moved herself over him, it swung seductively over him, the
nipple closing in on his face.
He felt his cock quickly swell as Amy’s lips encircled it
and her tongue circled around his phallic crown's ridge!
Amy was not discouraged by the fact that her mother was leaning
over Darren with her tit exposed. She was crouched between his legs
and had just taken his cock into her mouth. She was going to make
good use of the situation.
The feeling was amazing! Darren could very much feel Amy’s
hesitant lips enclose around his hardening cock. As it quickly grew,
and journey deeper into her mouth, he also felt his tip reach in over
her warm, wet tongue.
Aunt Lily shifted, to place herself a bit above Darren, and then
sank her tit down over him. Instinctively Darren opened his mouth and
Lily’s nipple landed perfectly in between his lips.
As she moved, her strong and shapely leg pressed his own legs
together, which meant that he now caught Amy’s head in a vice
between his thighs. Her face was pushed into his groin, swallowing
all of his meat to the hilt.
Darren could feel Amy's breath on his skin, her nails digging into
his thighs.
He felt that Amy’s face was now wedged in between his
thighs, squeezed in place, his growing cock inside of her mouth.
Before he could ponder more about where his cock was now embedded,
his aunt lowered herself on him. Her big nipple dipped into his mouth
and instinctively his lips closed around it!
The feeling of aunt Lily’s full and heavy tit weighing down
over his face was amazing. As he gave her swollen hard nipple a small
suck, he heard her gasp gently. His theory of Aunt Lily enjoying
arousal from nipple-play, was all but confirmed.
He also felt his cock twitch, as Amy’s closed mouth
constricted around it. Her tongue was pushing at it, as it increased
quickly in size!
Aunt Lily shifted again, to make herself more comfortable and now
both her hand and thigh were pushing Darren’s legs together
even more.
He felt Amy’s head was squeezed even deeper into his groin!
Her lower lip was now touching his ball sack, and her upper lip was
planted on the root of his hard cock.
He felt her nostrils exhale on his pubes! He was all the way into
her throat!
Her nails were gently clawing at his legs.
But Darren’s legs were heavily pressed over her shoulders
and she was well stuck in!
A small part of his brain was feeling sorry for his poor cousin,
down there under the canvas. Her mouth pressed down over his growing
cock. But the more dominant part of his brain was feeling a surge of
horniness.
Amy’s tongue was sprawling around, stroking the underside of
his turgid cock. The warmth his rod was enclosed in was intense, her
lips around the base of his shaft did nothing to dampen the feeling.
The warm and heavy tit of his aunt pressed down over his mouth,
the sweet liquid soon flowed out from her nipple; Darren knew he’d
never last long in this sensuous heaven!
Darren soon felt Amy calming down. Instead of her panic of being
stuck with his cock wedged deep into her throat, she seemed to accept
it. Her breathing somehow found its rhythm and her tongue was
caressing the underside of his cock. Her mouth was trying to make
sucking motions, but it was hard, since it was so far pressed onto
the root of him!
Just the thought of being so deep into Amy’s throat. was
intoxicating.
Aunt Lily was slowly humming in pleasure, and softly stroking his
hair as he sucked on the huge tit she had buried his face under.
Her milk tasted amazing. Darren didn’t know what it should
taste like, but it was hard to imagine anything tasting better than
this! It was like milk with sugar. Her nipple felt so stiff and big
in his mouth. His tongue flicked it in between sucks.
He could hear Aunt Lily respond with quick inhalations whenever he
did so.
Amy couldn’t really move her head back and forth, but she
started tilting her head from side to side, letting her tongue reach
even more of his now fully-grown rocket. Her lips were also pressing
and squeezing around the base of it.
Now he was feeling it; the familiar force. Hard to say where in
his body it began, but it was very clear to predict where it was
heading. He was euphoric and light-headed. A serene peace came over
his countenance, followed by an urgency to blast his cockful of
cream.
He felt he should warn Amy about what was coming, but his left arm
was stuck under aunt Lily’s other tit and his right one was
held down by her hand.
His thighs clenched up and his pulsating cock twitched in her
mouth; then he came!
He didn’t know exactly how deep into Amy the head of his
cock was, but; wherever it was, it was now pumping out all of his
jizz with immense force! Amy’s hands were now gripping his
calves hard!
He could hear Amy faintly making some muffled sounds from between
his legs, so he tried to compensate with his own louder humming and
sucking.
The vibration from his mouth was sending waves of pleasure through
aunt Lily’s tit it seemed.
She was breathing heavier, which was good. It hopefully made it so
that his own suppressed breathing wasn’t noticed!
He could feel the swallowing motions around his cock as he was
coming!
Darren's eyes were closed. He could now only endure and enjoy the
two women he was stuck in between. Auntie’s sweet milk
squirting into his mouth and his own fluids squirting into Amy’s.
This was surely a dream!
It was again hard to estimate how much time had passed. But his
cock finally softened a bit and he could feel Amy more relaxed again.
Her tongue playing slowly with his spent cock.
Aunt Lily seemed to enjoy his, now slower pace of sucking. Her
breathing became restless and soon she just held her breath
completely. Her chest dropped down, pressing her one nipple into
Darren's tongue, while her other nipple pressed against his shirt.
Finally Aunt Lily exhaled. A deep slow breathe followed, and she
finally uttered; “Ah!”
Finally she raised herself up. Darren's mouth didn’t want to
let go of her life giving teat.
So it stretched out a bit and she had to almost sit up fully
before it broke free from his lips with a 'pop'.
He opened his eyes and was now looking at his aunt from below.
Some of her face obscured by her large tits. The nipple he’d
had in his mouth was drenched and he could see that the other one was
dripping with milk.
Trying to hide her encumbered breathing, aunt Lily said, “I’m
sorry Darren, but I’m gonna have to save some for your cousin
also.”
She smiled and stroked his cheek. Then she closed her shirt and
her lovely round tits were covered. The huge nipples were tenting the
blouse with great pride.
Amy was still letting her tongue slide around Darren’s
semi-stiff cock, in silence under the canvas.
“I’ll meet you inside; for supper;” Lily said as
she rose from the hay bale beside him, and went back towards the
house.
Darren slowly let his thighs part, now that Lily had left. He was
a bit afraid of how Amy was going to react. She had really been put
through an ordeal down there and no chance to get out of it
“I’m sorry, but auntie was pushing on my legs;”
he started saying, as he lifted the canvas from his lap.
Looking down between his legs he could see Amy’s eyes
looking at his. She drew her head back a little, still having his
cock in her mouth and gave off a sexy smile. As much as she could
smile, while still having her whole mouth stuffed.
With a long, surging suck, she slowly drew her head back all the
way, pulling his cock with it, until it finally plopped out.
Her chin was shining and covered in saliva.
Her face was red, but she licked her lips and looked very
satisfied!
“Wow! That was intense;” she said, “I didn’t
think I’d be deep-throated you, but wow; It was great!”
Darren could only give her a relieved smile back. He was very
happy that she took it so well.
“So, how did mom’s milk taste?” she continued.
Darren had no problems admitting that it tasted amazing and how he
now understood why Amy liked to feed from Aunt Lily so often.
He would do the same, if she’d let him.
Amy straightened out her clothes and wiped her face while Darren
finished up the stitching on the canvas. Then they made their way
back down to the house. The sun was setting and it was getting darker
outside,
Twisted Positions.
Back at the house they were met with the lovely smell of lasagna.
Aunt Lily was still in her baggy white blouse, but had now also
added an apron. It had a wide waistband and was snugly tied around
her waist, accentuating her buxom hourglass figure, and pressing her
cleavage up to an impressive size.
Darren did all in his power not to stare!
It still didn’t feel real to him, that just a while ago, he
had actually been sucking on one of those big tits, drinking aunt
Lily’s milk.
A familiar twitch in between his legs made him quickly sit down at
the table.
Amy skipped into the kitchen and gave her mother a hug, pressing
her head against Lily’s ample tits. While she did she gave
Darren a wink and pursed her lips.
They all sat down and ate. The food was delicious and Amy asked
her mother if they all couldn't have some wine also, to celebrate
that Darren now was here for the summer.
Aunt Lily was hesitant at first. They were of course all grown up
now, but she still thought of them as ‘kids.’ But Amy’s
pleading worked and Lily brought out some red wine from the cupboard.
It was a great moment. The wine was buzzing and the talks were
funny and nice. Some reminiscing about what antics Amy and Darren had
gotten up to years ago, and some stories about life on the farm in
general.
After they had emptied two bottles of wine and were starting a
third one,
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Wine and wanton lusts.
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21. Listen to the Podcast at My
First Time.
The sexual tension between Darren and Amy was palpable, and there
was a great chance that she might want to get at it again, during the
day. Maybe it was just best for him to have nothing underneath, he
thought.
Darren steadied himself with some deep breaths and thoughts of
rugby, then he made his way down to the kitchen.
Aunt Lily had made them ham and cheese sandwiches with a side of
potato crisps. A classic lunch he remembered always having here.
As he was watching Lily eat her lunch, he couldn’t help but
to think that those lips, that mouth had tasted his cum just moments
ago! Had she noticed? Did she like his cum?
Most likely, his aunt hadn’t noticed anything different
about the creamy milkshake she swallowed. But just the thought was
still very arousing to Darren.
Farm Chores.
After lunch, aunt Lily proclaimed that it was ‘chore time.’
This was an often occurring event whenever Darren had stayed at their
house, during the years.
It was sort of a farm, anyway; so there were actual chores that
had to be done on it.
Some days she let Amy and Darren roam free; but every once and
again, she made them help out with different chores on the farm.
“Darren, can you repair the old canvas on the shelf in the
barn, and Amy, I need you to feed the chickens and chop some fire
wood;” Lily said.
Some years ago, Lily had shown Darren how to repair and sew in
heavy canvases. It was called sailmaking and used different tools,
like a heavy duty twine and needle and a gadget you had in the palm
of your hand called a sailmaker’s palm; to make it easier to
push the needle through the thick canvas.
Darren had proved to be gifted in this craft; and egged on by his
aunt, he took pride in being good at it. Amy didn’t have the
patience for it, so it kind of became Darren’s ‘thing,’
to repair canvases around the farm.
Darren was happy for the assignment and made his way out to the
barn. He found the old canvas, it was a huge thing, often used to
cover hay stacks during bad weather.
It was also heavy. He sat himself down on some hay bales and
spread out the large canvas over his knees, tools at the ready. It
was probably about 5 x 5 yards, at least.
Sewing was about as masculine a skill as Darren was a rough and
tough guy. But when it was about handling this thick and tough
textile with a big needle and the sailmaker’s palm, he actually
felt a bit more masculine. He felt like a tough sailor on some harbor
dock; doing manly stuff.
The weather was nice, and the air pleasant. He sat in the shade of
the barn and started repairing the corner of it that had begun to
fray.
It was conducive to meditating and time passed as he sat there,
concentrating on his work.
He was so focused that Amy’s sudden presence looking out at
him from the barn door, startled him!
“Hey there, Darren;” she said in a cheerful manner.
She looked beautiful. Amy stepped out into the sunlight. She was
standing there in the afternoon sun, shining through her thin dress.
The silhouette of her bare legs could be seen through the yellow
cotton fabric.
She walked up to him with the posture of someone who has an idea.
”Are you done with that?” she asked; and nodded to the
large canvas spread out over his lap and the hay around him.
“I have a bit left. Have you already done your chores?”
Amy just nodded, with that mischievous smile. She was biting her
bottom lip and obviously wanted to say something more;
“I’ll be just 10 more minutes;” Darren said,
trying to soothe her impatience. He was also curious about what she
had in mind. She wanted something, that much was clear.
Amy was still fidgeting and looking at him with hungry eyes.
He suspected she wanted to suggest something; seductive.
“I’m not happy about mom getting to taste you before I
did, and she got so much more of you even! Now I want you, just for
myself;” Amy said, the last part ending in a deep whisper.
“Spread your legs;” she continued and pulled the canvas
covering Darren’s groin away.
With the needle in one hand and the sailmaker’s palm in the
other, Darren did as he was told. His sweat pants were already
becoming a tent for his rising cock.
Amy was very determined. She yanked Darren’s sweatpants down
and her expression was of a surprised happiness when she noticed he
had chosen not to wear anything under.
His semi swollen cock came into her view.
Darren didn’t even have time to feel embarrassed before she
was crouched down between his legs, her face just inches from his
twitching cock.
Darren was frozen in erotic shock! It was happening! He’d
only heard, read, and fantasized about it. But now; he was finally
going to get; a blow job!
Amy looked up and their eyes met. She had a seductive grin.
“Darren!”
His heart sank. He heard aunt Lily calling him!
“Darren! Are you in the barn?”
Her voice was coming closer!
Amy whispered, “I’m not here!” and pulled the
canvas over his lap, hiding herself under it, still crouched between
his legs.
Double Sucking.
Darren tried to play it cool, as aunt Lily came into view at the
barn door. Her big tits swinging under that flimsy shirt as she
moved. Just as with Amy's dress, he could see the contours of her
naked body underneath, against the afternoon sun shining through the
fabric.
She came up to him, “Have you seen Amy?”
Darren felt Amy’s hand gripping on to his thighs. He felt
her breath on his semi swollen cock.
“Uh, no; I don't see her.” he croaked.
“Oh. Good” Lily said. She sounded a bit winded from
the brisk walk to the barn, “I wanted to speak to you alone.”
She sat herself down on the bale of hay Darren was sitting on. He
felt the warmth of her thick thigh against his own, even through the
heavy canvas he had over his lap.
Lily put her hand on Darren’s shoulder and looked him
seriously in the eyes,
“I’ve been meaning to talk to you; to explain;”
she started hesitantly, “You know that I breast feed your
cousin; well, you’ve seen it, twice now.”
Darren sat in awkward silence. He could feel his aunt's body heat
against his side and at the same time, he could feel Amy’s head
between his legs, the warmth of her breath on his aroused cock, under
the canvas. Darren felt like he was trapped!
Aunt Lily took on a more intimate tone, “I don’t want
you to think that we are weird. I know it’s not strictly
unnatural for a mother to still tit feed her grown up daughter. See,
what not many people know is that it’s very healthy and
nutritious. Mother's milk, I mean.”
Darren sat in silence. Aunt Lily’s hand on his shoulder, her
thumb caressing him slowly as she spoke.
“I saw the great benefits of nursing, to help build Amy's
immunities.” Aunt Lily explained. “Plus, it also helped
prevent food allergies. The local hospital refers struggling mothers
to me, when they need a wet nurse.”
He tried to keep his eyes away, but they were drawn like magnets
to her deep luscious cleavage.
“What is unusual, is that I never actually dried up. This
makes me very dependable as a wet nurse. Amy helps me stay producing,
so she's also helping other families have a resource for natural
mother's milk.” Lily was trying her best to gain Darren's
acceptance of her family secret.
Her large tits jiggled every time she moved, they heaved as she
took a breath. It was mesmerizing to see.
Lily went on; “Darren, I love the wonderful contentment that
comes over me when I release milk. It's not a perverted thing, but it
is hard for judgmental people to accept.”
The fact that his cousin Amy was perched between his legs didn’t
make it less sensual. He tried hard to think of rugby, or calculus,
but his body was betraying him. He could feel his cock swelling,
there under the heavy canvas across his lap.
“Amy and I are very affectionate people, and my post-natal
hormones sort of compel me to be openly affectionate and somewhat of
a naturalist. I hope you can accept us as we are, Darren?”
Darren simply nodded, not because he was shy or avoiding Aunt
Lily's topic, but because her daughter is orally engrossed in his
cock right now.
Lily carefully avoided saying anything about how having her
nipples sucked on, gives her some amazing climaxes. But even if she
doesn't fully climax, it's just a matter of a few minutes of frigging
herself alone, and her euphoria is sure to arrive.
“If you want; you can try it;” aunt Lily offered,
looking at him with the most puppy dog eyes he’d ever seen. She
was taller than him, but even though she was looking down at him; in
reality, it felt as if she’d exposed her soul to him and he was
now the judge, jury and executioner of her total soul!
Lily knew very well what she was doing. Darren would never cut her
down in such a sensitive moment.
“Okay;” was all that Darren could offer as a retort.
His eyes flailed, trying not to look at aunt Lily’s huge tits
visible there under her loose cotton blouse. Even though that was
what the subject was all about.
Lily’s voice took a more sultry tone, “Lie down;”
she softly pushed Darren’s shoulder, guiding him to lean back
on the hay bales behind him.
As his body was laid back, his hips slid forward, he felt the tip
of his growing phallus touch Amy’s face, under the canvas.
His body flinched and Lily shushed him, sensing his hesitance. She
had his eyes locked with hers, she was on a mission.
What was worse, or better, was that he now felt Amy’s lips
cautiously closing around the head of his cock!
Darren found himself on his back, Aunt Lily was now towering over
him, her familiar strands of unruly hair, framing her sensual face,
one hand placed heavily on his shoulder, her other hand slowly
pulling her shirt to the side, letting her large tit fall out and
pendulously swing up closer to his face.
Darren felt his eyes enlargen. Her bulbous nipple, as big as his
fingertip, caught all of his attention.
As she moved herself over him, it swung seductively over him, the
nipple closing in on his face.
He felt his cock quickly swell as Amy’s lips encircled it
and her tongue circled around his phallic crown's ridge!
Amy was not discouraged by the fact that her mother was leaning
over Darren with her tit exposed. She was crouched between his legs
and had just taken his cock into her mouth. She was going to make
good use of the situation.
The feeling was amazing! Darren could very much feel Amy’s
hesitant lips enclose around his hardening cock. As it quickly grew,
and journey deeper into her mouth, he also felt his tip reach in over
her warm, wet tongue.
Aunt Lily shifted, to place herself a bit above Darren, and then
sank her tit down over him. Instinctively Darren opened his mouth and
Lily’s nipple landed perfectly in between his lips.
As she moved, her strong and shapely leg pressed his own legs
together, which meant that he now caught Amy’s head in a vice
between his thighs. Her face was pushed into his groin, swallowing
all of his meat to the hilt.
Darren could feel Amy's breath on his skin, her nails digging into
his thighs.
He felt that Amy’s face was now wedged in between his
thighs, squeezed in place, his growing cock inside of her mouth.
Before he could ponder more about where his cock was now embedded,
his aunt lowered herself on him. Her big nipple dipped into his mouth
and instinctively his lips closed around it!
The feeling of aunt Lily’s full and heavy tit weighing down
over his face was amazing. As he gave her swollen hard nipple a small
suck, he heard her gasp gently. His theory of Aunt Lily enjoying
arousal from nipple-play, was all but confirmed.
He also felt his cock twitch, as Amy’s closed mouth
constricted around it. Her tongue was pushing at it, as it increased
quickly in size!
Aunt Lily shifted again, to make herself more comfortable and now
both her hand and thigh were pushing Darren’s legs together
even more.
He felt Amy’s head was squeezed even deeper into his groin!
Her lower lip was now touching his ball sack, and her upper lip was
planted on the root of his hard cock.
He felt her nostrils exhale on his pubes! He was all the way into
her throat!
Her nails were gently clawing at his legs.
But Darren’s legs were heavily pressed over her shoulders
and she was well stuck in!
A small part of his brain was feeling sorry for his poor cousin,
down there under the canvas. Her mouth pressed down over his growing
cock. But the more dominant part of his brain was feeling a surge of
horniness.
Amy’s tongue was sprawling around, stroking the underside of
his turgid cock. The warmth his rod was enclosed in was intense, her
lips around the base of his shaft did nothing to dampen the feeling.
The warm and heavy tit of his aunt pressed down over his mouth,
the sweet liquid soon flowed out from her nipple; Darren knew he’d
never last long in this sensuous heaven!
Darren soon felt Amy calming down. Instead of her panic of being
stuck with his cock wedged deep into her throat, she seemed to accept
it. Her breathing somehow found its rhythm and her tongue was
caressing the underside of his cock. Her mouth was trying to make
sucking motions, but it was hard, since it was so far pressed onto
the root of him!
Just the thought of being so deep into Amy’s throat. was
intoxicating.
Aunt Lily was slowly humming in pleasure, and softly stroking his
hair as he sucked on the huge tit she had buried his face under.
Her milk tasted amazing. Darren didn’t know what it should
taste like, but it was hard to imagine anything tasting better than
this! It was like milk with sugar. Her nipple felt so stiff and big
in his mouth. His tongue flicked it in between sucks.
He could hear Aunt Lily respond with quick inhalations whenever he
did so.
Amy couldn’t really move her head back and forth, but she
started tilting her head from side to side, letting her tongue reach
even more of his now fully-grown rocket. Her lips were also pressing
and squeezing around the base of it.
Now he was feeling it; the familiar force. Hard to say where in
his body it began, but it was very clear to predict where it was
heading. He was euphoric and light-headed. A serene peace came over
his countenance, followed by an urgency to blast his cockful of
cream.
He felt he should warn Amy about what was coming, but his left arm
was stuck under aunt Lily’s other tit and his right one was
held down by her hand.
His thighs clenched up and his pulsating cock twitched in her
mouth; then he came!
He didn’t know exactly how deep into Amy the head of his
cock was, but; wherever it was, it was now pumping out all of his
jizz with immense force! Amy’s hands were now gripping his
calves hard!
He could hear Amy faintly making some muffled sounds from between
his legs, so he tried to compensate with his own louder humming and
sucking.
The vibration from his mouth was sending waves of pleasure through
aunt Lily’s tit it seemed.
She was breathing heavier, which was good. It hopefully made it so
that his own suppressed breathing wasn’t noticed!
He could feel the swallowing motions around his cock as he was
coming!
Darren's eyes were closed. He could now only endure and enjoy the
two women he was stuck in between. Auntie’s sweet milk
squirting into his mouth and his own fluids squirting into Amy’s.
This was surely a dream!
It was again hard to estimate how much time had passed. But his
cock finally softened a bit and he could feel Amy more relaxed again.
Her tongue playing slowly with his spent cock.
Aunt Lily seemed to enjoy his, now slower pace of sucking. Her
breathing became restless and soon she just held her breath
completely. Her chest dropped down, pressing her one nipple into
Darren's tongue, while her other nipple pressed against his shirt.
Finally Aunt Lily exhaled. A deep slow breathe followed, and she
finally uttered; “Ah!”
Finally she raised herself up. Darren's mouth didn’t want to
let go of her life giving teat.
So it stretched out a bit and she had to almost sit up fully
before it broke free from his lips with a 'pop'.
He opened his eyes and was now looking at his aunt from below.
Some of her face obscured by her large tits. The nipple he’d
had in his mouth was drenched and he could see that the other one was
dripping with milk.
Trying to hide her encumbered breathing, aunt Lily said, “I’m
sorry Darren, but I’m gonna have to save some for your cousin
also.”
She smiled and stroked his cheek. Then she closed her shirt and
her lovely round tits were covered. The huge nipples were tenting the
blouse with great pride.
Amy was still letting her tongue slide around Darren’s
semi-stiff cock, in silence under the canvas.
“I’ll meet you inside; for supper;” Lily said as
she rose from the hay bale beside him, and went back towards the
house.
Darren slowly let his thighs part, now that Lily had left. He was
a bit afraid of how Amy was going to react. She had really been put
through an ordeal down there and no chance to get out of it
“I’m sorry, but auntie was pushing on my legs;”
he started saying, as he lifted the canvas from his lap.
Looking down between his legs he could see Amy’s eyes
looking at his. She drew her head back a little, still having his
cock in her mouth and gave off a sexy smile. As much as she could
smile, while still having her whole mouth stuffed.
With a long, surging suck, she slowly drew her head back all the
way, pulling his cock with it, until it finally plopped out.
Her chin was shining and covered in saliva.
Her face was red, but she licked her lips and looked very
satisfied!
“Wow! That was intense;” she said, “I didn’t
think I’d be deep-throated you, but wow; It was great!”
Darren could only give her a relieved smile back. He was very
happy that she took it so well.
“So, how did mom’s milk taste?” she continued.
Darren had no problems admitting that it tasted amazing and how he
now understood why Amy liked to feed from Aunt Lily so often.
He would do the same, if she’d let him.
Amy straightened out her clothes and wiped her face while Darren
finished up the stitching on the canvas. Then they made their way
back down to the house. The sun was setting and it was getting darker
outside,
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Back at the house they were met with the lovely smell of lasagna.
Aunt Lily was still in her baggy white blouse, but had now also
added an apron. It had a wide waistband and was snugly tied around
her waist, accentuating her buxom hourglass figure, and pressing her
cleavage up to an impressive size.
Darren did all in his power not to stare!
It still didn’t feel real to him, that just a while ago, he
had actually been sucking on one of those big tits, drinking aunt
Lily’s milk.
A familiar twitch in between his legs made him quickly sit down at
the table.
Amy skipped into the kitchen and gave her mother a hug, pressing
her head against Lily’s ample tits. While she did she gave
Darren a wink and pursed her lips.
They all sat down and ate. The food was delicious and Amy asked
her mother if they all couldn't have some wine also, to celebrate
that Darren now was here for the summer.
Aunt Lily was hesitant at first. They were of course all grown up
now, but she still thought of them as ‘kids.’ But Amy’s
pleading worked and Lily brought out some red wine from the cupboard.
It was a great moment. The wine was buzzing and the talks were
funny and nice. Some reminiscing about what antics Amy and Darren had
gotten up to years ago, and some stories about life on the farm in
general.
After they had emptied two bottles of wine and were starting a
third one,
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