Aunt and Cousin's Summertime Visit

bySusanJillParker©

Aunt and Cousin's Summertime Visit

Slutty aunt and sexy, virginal cousin stay with sister, niece, and horny nephew.

After having sexually lusted over my mother and sister for years, I finally had sex with my 42-year-old mother, Jenny, and my sister, Emma, on her 21st birthday, the first day of summer. There, I wrote it and publically posted it for all to read. I had outrageous sex with my mother and sister and I'm glad that I did.

Not feeling bad and certainly not feeling guilty that I had sex with my mother and sister, I made incestuous, sexual memories that I'll remember for the rest of my life. This summer, bar none and without a doubt, is the best summer of my life. What started out as pure incestuous lust has morphed to romance and has become a mother/son/sister/brother love story.

Even better than I imagined it would be, the sex that I had with my mother and sister was all that I hoped it would be and so much more. Truly, now in a special way that no son should ever love his mother and no brother should ever love his sister, I love my mother and I love my sister, even more so when we're all naked and in bed together.

"So happy. I'm so very happy," I said with my arm around my naked mother and my other arm around my naked sister. Feeling as if I was king of my castle in my own Game of Thrones, sexually sated, I was satisfied how well our threesome is working. "This is how it must have been in the dark ages with the son the man of the house and keeping his mother as well as his sister warm and sexually satisfied when there were no other men around," I said.

"Sire," said my mother. "May I sucketh your cock again?"

"Blow me mother. I mean, of course, sucketh my cock again wench."

Ah, if only I lived back then how happy I'd be without cars, television, sports channels, the Internet, video games, running water, indoor plumbing, refrigeration...never mind.

"Would you do me the honor of eating my pussy, my Lord?" My sister looked at me with a sexy smile.

"If it's an oral orgasm that you want sister, I'd love to most graciously lick your pussy. Sit on my face sister while mother sucks my cock. Ah, this is the life," I said as my sister lowered her pussy to my waiting, horny mouth.

* * * * *

It all started when my whore of a mother took my slut of a sister out to a CFNM strip club for her twenty-first birthday. Even though I'm an incestuous pervert lusting over my mother and sister in the way I did, if I had a father, I'd be okay with my father taking me, his son, to a strip club for a private lap dance. What's wrong with that? It's just a rite of passage to becoming a man.

Maybe because I'm a selfish guy, but it just seems to me that my mother taking her daughter, my sister, to a CFNM strip club on her birthday to suck some stripper's cock is just wrong. What does my sister having sex with a stripper have to do with her becoming a submissive woman to her husband's wants, whims, and needs? I dare say it would better suit my sister if my mother took her daughter to a home economics class on how to better clean, cook, and sew.

Nonetheless my twisted morals and my distorted sense of what's right and what's wrong between the sexes, I was hoping that they'd come home drunk. I was hoping that they'd come home horny. I was hoping that they'd be so drunk and so horny that they wouldn't know that I was their son and brother and would give me the incestuous sex I was yearning to have.

Thinking that it was all just a sexual fantasy that would never happen, suffice to say that I wasn't disappointed when they finally came home in a cab and fell through the front door laughing and singing. Fortunately for me, they did come home drunk. Fortunately for me, they did come home horny. Fortunately for me, they did give me the incestuous sex that I was lusting and hoping to have with their naked bodies.

Now more than a month later, with my mother and sister fucking and sucking me nearly every day and with me fucking and licking them in return nearly every night, things between us couldn't be any better. I couldn't be any happier. I couldn't be any more sexually satisfied than I am today having sex with my whore of an ex-stripper mother and my slut of a sexy, bitch of a sister.

"Thank you Jesus! Sorry, I meant to say, thank your Satan, I've been blessed. Pardon me again, I meant to say, after playing in the Devil's playground, thank you Satan, I've been cursed by the incestuous demon of forbidden love but in a good way."

Ever since that fateful day six weeks ago, a sexual fantasy come true, it was as if the three of us were meant to have incestuous sex. As if we're having an incestuous Honeymoon, we've been having sex nearly every morning and every night. With her long legs, big tits, sexy body, and experienced moves that she learned working as a stripper giving private lap dances to so very many men, so many years ago, I can't get enough of my mother. She's such a good lover in bed, an understatement.

Better than Natalie Dormer as Anne Boleyn in the Tudors as my Queen, my mother is spectacular in bed. Maybe because she's my Mom, I love having sex with my mother. I love watching my mother suck me while looking up at me with her big, blue eyes before I put a hand to the back of her blonde, pretty head and cum in her mouth. I love watching her big tits jiggle and bounce as I fuck her harder and faster with all the pent up incestuous passion that a son has for his mother. I love watching her and hearing her having an orgasm while knowing that it was me, her son, who has given his mother such sexual pleasure.

"Depending upon how I look at it, I'm either in Heaven or in Hell."

"Heaven or Hell?" My mother removed my cock from her mouth to speak while looking up at me. "What do you mean by that Jack?"

"Oh nothing Mother. I was just talking to myself. Suck Mother, suck," I said putting a gentle hand to the back of her head while watching her reinsert my cock in her mouth.

* * * * *

With her long, blonde hair, pretty face, and my determined desire to fuck and to sexually control my slutty bitch of a sister, in the way that I can't get enough of my mother, I can't get enough of my sexy sister. The Princess slut bitch, everything she knows she learned from her whore of a mother. With her long, shapely legs tightly wrapped around my back, her blonde hair pressed tightly against my cheek, and the sound her breathing heavily in my ear, I love pounding my sister's pussy until she screams with an orgasm. Then, once I sexually satisfy her, after she's regained her composure while relishing in the afterglow of sex, she sexually satisfies me as if I'm the King of her Castle and the Lord of her Kingdom.

With her poised on her knees in front of me and looking up at me with her big, blue eyes, I love watching my sister suck my big, hard, hairy cock in the way that my mother just did. If it's not enough that I'm having sex with my mother and if it's not enough that I'm having sex with my sister, being able to go from my mother to my sister is a sexual fantasy come true.

"Suck it Emma. Suck my prick. That's right sister, blow me. Blow your big brother."

Then, if my having sex with my mother and sister isn't enough, to see them together kissing and touching one another while making love and licking and fingering one another as I watch and masturbate, never have I imagined how hot having sex with my mother and sister could be. Before having sex with my mother and sister, even when I masturbated while fantasizing over having sex with my mother and sister, even when I fantasized about an incestuous threesome, I never fantasized about them having sex with one another. A sizzling, sexy, steamy summer that I'll remember for the rest of my life, this is the best summer of the twenty-three years of my life.

"Thank you Mom. Thank you Sis for making me so very happy."

"You're welcome Jack," said my mother.

"You're welcome Johnny," said my sister.

* * * * *

Fortunately for me, our forbidden relationship morphed from mother and son and sister and brother to incestuous lovers resplendently complete with threesome sex highlighted with lesbian sex between my mother and sister. Whenever they physically exhaust me, I'll watch them going at one another. Non-stop as if they're rabbits, both are insatiable sexual nymphomaniacs. As much as my mother and sister want me, they both want one another. A son and daughter in love with their mother, and a mother in love with her children, we are a family joined together by love as we are by incest.

A sexual fantasy come true, after having sex nearly every day and every night, with me ejaculating multiple times a day and them having multiple orgasms in a night, alas, all good things must come to an end. Unbelievably, especially for someone who has never had sex with their mother and/or sister but who has always wanted to have sex with their mother and/or sister, I was bored. Restless, I was sexually frustrated.

After a while and after a steady diet of sex, sex, and more sex with my mother and with my sister, as unbelievable as it might sound, I was sexually unsatisfied. I was depressed. I was unhappy. Having reached the ultimate pinnacle of my incestuous sexual relationship and with nothing left to achieve, now what? How can I possibly top having sex with my mother and sister?

"Woe is me."

Hard to believe but having sex with my whore of a mother and my sexy bitch of a sister didn't excite me in the way it did the first few dozen times that we partied together. A real dilemma with me at a worrisome crossword in my life, I didn't know how to recapture that sexual excitement and that lustful feeling. Oh my God, the first time that I saw my mother and my sister naked and the first time that I touched and felt their naked bodies was a dream come true. Then, even though they were both drunk but as horny as they were drunk, that first night that the three of us had sex together was better than I ever could have imagined.

Now bored and disheartened and with nothing to look forward to sexually excite me after all of my sexual fantasies have been fulfilled, sex no longer holds the anticipated pleasure that it once held for me. Something impossible in most men's lives, I was only twenty-three-years-old and had realized all of my sexual fantasies. Unable to top having sex with my mother and sister, with nothing left to give me that sexual excitement and the erections that I once had, now what do I do with the rest of my life?

It was then that I wondered, perhaps we're having too much sex. Perhaps that sexual lustful feeling would return if we took a break. Maybe it's time for us to have sex with another to see what we're missing. Only, what if one of us meets someone else and falls in love? What if one no longer wants to have sex with the other? What if this is the end of our incestuous union?

Obviously being the testosterone filled stud that I modestly am, I needed more sexual stimulation than making love to my mother endlessly and fucking my sister senselessly. I needed more sexual stimulation than having my mother blow me and having my sister suck my cock. It wasn't enough for me to cum in both of their mouths and watch them swallow numerous times. I needed even more sexual stimulation than having a threesome with my mother and sister. Still not enough, I needed more sexual stimulation than seeing my mother and sister together naked in bed while I masturbated to the two of them making love. I needed that erotic emotion and sexual excitement that I felt before I had sex with my mother and sister.

"What do I do now? A hard act to follow, how can I recapture that sexual lust filled excitement after experiencing my mother and sister in the way that no son and no brother should ever experience his mother and sister?"

Yet, a dream come true for any incestuous man, especially one who was bored with incestuous sex between his mother and sister, how much more sexual stimulation can I possibly have after having incestuous sex with not only my mother but also with my sister? Where do I go from here? After lusting over two of the most beautiful women in my life for years, I couldn't understand why I wasn't sexually stimulated enough to be sexually satisfied after finally having my sexual fantasy of bedding my mother and sister come true? Yet, fortunately for me, there was a sexy rainbow on my incestuous horizon. Just when I started getting bored seeing my mother parade around the house in her sexy, sheer bathrobe with nothing underneath and just when I was no longer interested in seeing my sexy sister strutting around in her low cut bra and bikini panty, my mother received a call from her crazy sister.

* * * * *

"Kathy, what's wrong? No way! He did? He did not. You did? You did not. Shut up! Get out of here. Wow! Oh my God, you poor thing. You don't? He didn't? He did. I don't believe it. He's such a dirty bastard. God, he's such a dirty bastard. Oh, what a dirty bastard he is."

Sounding so serious, I listened to my mother talking to her twin sister on the phone while wondering that had happened. Always so close, whether crying or laughing together, they shared every victory, every defeat, and every secret. Then, an answer to my prayers that would alleviate my boredom and return my cock to the hardness that it once was by renewed incestuous, sexual excitement, my mother said what I hoped she'd say and what I had wanted to hear."

"Well, my door is always open to you and Diane. You are always welcome here. We're family. Until you can sort things out and find another place to stay, you two come stay with me for the summer. I can make room for you both somewhere temporarily, even if we all have to share the same bed," said my Mom.

What? What did she just say? Share the same bed? Did my mother just invite my aunt and cousin to spend the summer with us? Did my Mom just say that she'd make room for my slutty aunt, Kathy, her whore of a sister, and my sexy, virginal cousin, Diane, her sexpot of a niece, even if we all must share the same bed?

"No way. Are you kidding me? I don't believe it."

Suddenly as if my cock was injected with illegal testosterone supplements, I was rock hard again. As if my cock was a seething volcano that had lay dormant for years, okay months, weeks perhaps, alright already, an hour and a half ago, I felt that unsatisfied lust that I once had before having sex with my mother and sister now ignite with lust for my aunt and cousin. An unrequited, incestuous stimulation that has since been satisfied after having sex with my mother and sister, I now felt again when pondering the thoughts of having sex with my aunt and my cousin.

Just as I always wanted to have sex with my mother and sister, I've always lusted over my aunt and cousin. My aunt, my mother's identical twin sister, is just as hot as my mother. And my cousin, Diane, albeit a virgin, is even hotter than my sister. Perhaps because she smiles instead of scowls, so much nicer than my sister, my cousin isn't a bitch.

Suddenly, I felt as if I needed to be committed to an insane asylum for having an overload of incestuous thoughts. Replacing the sexual fantasies of my mother and sister, my mind was filled with sexual fantasies of my aunt and cousin. What I thought was going to be a boring summer was going to be a sexually exciting summer. Conceivable, after having sex with my mother and sister, now with my aunt and cousin living with us for the summer, this could be my best summer ever.

I had a surreal image of me sleeping naked in the middle of July and in the middle my Mom's big, king-sized bed with my naked aunt and naked cousin on one side of me and my naked mother and naked sister on the other side of me. In the way of a train whistle blaring through my mind in a cartoon, my head was ready to explode with incestuous lust for my aunt and cousin. Unbelievably, after beginning to become bored having sex with my mother and my sister, with the addition of my aunt and cousin in the mix, my sexual, summer life couldn't possibly get any better than that.

In the way that my mother and sister have had lesbian sex, I wondered if my aunt and mother would have lesbian sex too. I wondered if my sister and cousin would have lesbian sex. A moving chain of incestuous sex, I wondered if my mother, aunt, sister, and cousin would have a foursome of hot lesbian sex.

Suddenly, just when I thought I was lost and destined to have boring sex with my mother and sister for the rest of my life, I was renewed to have mad, crazy sex with my slutty aunt and possibly even my sexy, albeit virginal cousin. I couldn't believe what such a serendipitous surprise this was. Impossible to bed my aunt and possibly my cousin before with them living too far away, now with them living in the same house and sleeping in the same bed with me, all that I had to do was to roll over and stick my cock where a nephew or cousin should never dip his cock.

The King of my Castle and now with my kingdom complete with my three willing subjects and possibly four willing subjects to fuck me and suck me, I was a happy man.

"It's good to be the king. Long live the king. I so very happy."

* * * * *

Probably she did, being that they're identical twins and share everything, I wondered if my mother told her sister that we've been having sex since the first day of summer, Emma's birthday. If she did, I wondered if my aunt told my cousin that I've been having sex with her cousin, my sister. If my mother told them anything at all about our personal, sexual relationship, I wondered how they reacted to that bit of incestuous information. No doubt, knowing the whore my aunt is, not much different from her sister, only worse, she'd probably be jealous that I was boning my mother and not her. Perhaps my sexy cousin, if not aghast by hearing such incestuous information so close to home, would be curious what it would be like to have sex with me, her cousin or with anyone for that matter, being that she's an innocent virgin, the poor thing.

The only fly in my incestuous ointment and the only one there who could ruin all of my anticipated fun with my aunt would be my cousin, of course. Difficult for her to understand that people have sex, it would be even more difficult for her to understand blood relatives wanting to have sex with one another. I suspect that the only time she's fallen to her knees is to pray.

Even though she's drop dead gorgeous, she strikes me as a little prudish. Of course, I haven't seen her in a couple of years and people change. Notwithstanding her changing, she's not twisted like the rest of us. As if God is playing a joke on me by teasing me with my unapproachable and unattainable cousin, she's a good, kind, and religiously wholesome woman in a stripper's body with a model's face.

Alas and unfortunately, my sexy cousin would never engage in incestuous sex, not in a million years. A throwback to another generation that dates back to the Victorian era of the 1890's, she's a lady. In the way that I've seen my mother on her knees, in the way that I've seen my sister on her knees, and in the way that I've imagined my aunt on her knees, I couldn't imagine my cousin on her knees with my cock in her mouth. My cousin sucking me would never happen. Now that I think of my cousin sucking cock, except for one occasion when she gave an emergency medical blowjob, I seriously doubt if she's willingly given anyone a sexual blowjob.

Yet, even more than the unimaginable vision of my cousin blowing me and even more than the thought of what my mother may have told her sister about us having incestuous sex, if she said anything at all, I was dumbfounded by her phone call. My slut of an aunt and virgin cousin were spending the summer with us. Filled with every sexual image of me having sex with my aunt and perhaps even my having sex with my cousin during the long, hot summer, I couldn't remove from my mind what my mother said to my aunt.

Well, my door is always open to you and Diane. You are always welcome here. We're family. Until you can sort things out and find another place to stay, you two come stay with me for the summer. I can make room for you both somewhere temporarily, even if we all have to share the same bed," said my Mom.

'Share the same bed? Share the same bed,' I thought to myself while visualizing the image of the five of us together in one bed. I couldn't remove the image of us sharing the same bed. 'Are you kidding me?'

I can't count how many times I masturbated to the thoughts of sharing the same bed not only with my mother and sister but also with my aunt and cousin. Night and day, until they arrived, all that I could think about is the four of us in the same bed naked together. As if we were dirt poor Africans from Somalia or Indians from Bangladesh, all that I could think about is sleeping with my mother, my sister, my aunt, and my cousin. Too good to be true, in the way that I did with my mother and sister, I couldn't stop sexually fantasizing over my aunt and cousin naked.

Naked, naked, naked, I couldn't wait to see my aunt naked. Naked, naked, naked, I couldn't wait to see my cousin naked. Naked, naked, naked, I couldn't wait for my aunt and cousin to see me naked.

An incestuous, sexual life, one man with four, blood related, female relatives, mother, sister, aunt, and cousin sleeping in the same bed doesn't get any better than that. Just as I would have done anything to have sex with my mother, before having sex with my mother, if only for comparison sake between my mother and her twin sister, I'd do anything to have sex with my aunt. Naked, naked, naked, in the way that I've seen my mother, I'd love to see her sister, my aunt naked too. Naked, naked, naked, in the way that my mother has seen me naked, I'd love for my aunt to see me naked too.

Just as I would have done anything to have sex with my sister, before having sex with my sister, I'd do anything to have sex with my virginal cousin. If only for comparison sake between my sister and my cousin, I'd do anything to see my cousin naked. Naked, naked, naked, in the way that I've seen my sister naked, I'd love to see my cousin naked too. Naked, naked, naked, in the way that my sister has seen me naked, I'd love for my cousin to see me naked too.

I wondered how different it would be having sex with my aunt than with my mother. I wondered how different it would be having sex with my cousin than with my sister. Understandably just as my mother, my aunt, my sister, and my cousin are distinctly different people, I wondered how different or similar they'd all be when naked and in bed.

As if looking at a prism from a different angle to unmask a kaleidoscope of different feelings and experiences, I couldn't wait to have a sexual relationship with my aunt and cousin. One on one, I wondered how different it would be to have sex with them alone. I wondered if they'd give me a lesbian show in the way that my mother and sister did. I wondered if they'd have a threesome before having a foursome or a five some.

"Wow!"

Only suspecting what my aunt may sexually do to my hard, young body, my cousin would never follow her mother in her unbridled sexual lust and incestuous passion for a blood relative. Nonetheless, my cousin's virginal morals, I'd still be happy just doing my aunt. Only, I'd have to be careful that my cousin didn't catch me doing her mother. How embarrassing would that be for her to walk in on us? No coming back from that, I didn't want to rock the incestuous boat by being too much of a pig and having my cousin know what an incestuous pervert that I am.

Being the good person and religious woman that she is, she'd shine a spotlight of morals and guilt on all of us that would surely stop us in our tracks from having any more incestuous fun. Being that I'm happy living in a family of degenerates, just as I wondered what made me the way that I am, I wondered what happened in my cousin's life to make her the woman that she is. Nonetheless how different I am from her, I needed to respect the fact that my cousin was a virgin and wasn't like the rest of us. She was a lady and needed to be treated as such.

"You're Royal Highness, may I present the King!"

I could only imagine my cousin bowing down to me and falling to her knees to honor me. Only, where my mother, sister, and aunt could make use of kneepads, I knew that my cousin had pristine knees as well as a closed for business pussy and mouth. Surely a shame, a pity, and such a waste that someone so beautiful and someone who possessed such a hot body would refuse to use her God given gifts, hoping that my cousin would respect me, I still respected my cousin.

Yet, so very sexually excited that I'd be, no doubt, having sex with my aunt, I couldn't stop myself from imagining different scenarios, especially those that included my cousin. How hot would that be for me to sleep naked with four, naked women in the same bed? How hot would that be to sleep naked with four, naked women who were related to be by blood? How hot would that be for the four of us to have mother and sister and aunt and cousin sex? How fucked up am I to want to have incestuous sex with all of my blood related, female relatives?

Just as I've always imagined having sex with my mother and sister over and again, I could only imagine having sex with my aunt and cousin too. After opening Pandora's Box of forbidden sex with my mother and sister, an easy transgression to make from my mother and sister to my aunt and cousin, my incestuous lust was seemingly boundless. In the way that it took control of my thoughts before having sex with my mother and sister, incest took hold of me in the way that no other sexual excitement could or ever did when thinking about having sex with my aunt and cousin.

Walking the path of the Devil for the sake of forbidden sex, when I die I'll be doomed to spend all of eternity in Hell with my chestnuts roasting in the fire while Nat King Cole sang, what else, "Chestnuts Roasting in the Fire." Yet, after having outrageous sex with my mother and sister, if I could have shameful sex with my aunt and cousin, in the horny state that I was now, burning in Hell while having to listen to Nat King Cole singing the same song forever may be worth it.

Hmm, in the way that, no doubt, Joe Jackson, Michael Jackson's father, obviously had sex with his four daughters, Janet, La Toya, Rebbie, and Joh'Vonnie, I wondered if Nat King Cole ever had sex with his daughter, Natalie Cole. Even though Natalie isn't blood related, I'd do her, along with Venus and Serena Williams. No doubt, they'd kill me. They'd crush my skull between those big, muscular thighs but what a way to die.

* * * * *

My sister's age, twenty-one-years-old, yet even prettier and sexier than my sister, not an easy thing to be, Diane is my wicked hot cousin. Unbelievably, only when seeing them together, do I realize that my cousin is even hotter than my sister. When seeing them apart, one is as beautiful, sexy, and shapely as the other.

Unfortunately, what God giveth, God taketh away. Tall, blonde, shapely, and beautiful, born with a stripper's body and a model's face, when it comes to intelligence, barely making it out of high school, if not for some admiring teachers who gave her an easy C, she's not the brightest star in the universe. In her analytical inability to understand even the simplest of comments and concepts, forget about basic math skills, she's more akin to Penny than she is to Amy Farrah Fowler on The Big Bang Theory. If ever there was a victim for men to take advantage of and fuck over, that's my cousin Diane. A trusting and believing soul who is so naively gullible, deeply religious, kind, good, and generous, Snow White with blonde hair, she'd fall for anyone's line.

Here's an example of Diane's naiveté and dimwittedness. Last summer, out hiking in a secluded, wooded area outside of Boston with her dog, a man she had just met told her that he had been bitten by a rattlesnake and would die if she didn't suck out the poison. A rattlesnake? C'mon? Seriously? There aren't any rattlesnakes around here. And with as many healthcare facilities and hospitals in the greater Boston area as there are schools, colleges, and universities, he could have hobbled off to one of them for immediate and better medical care than having my cousin sucking out poison.

Seriously, unless the snake was a pet, no one in their right mind would keep a rattlesnake as a pet. As far as I know, we don't have rattlesnakes in the immediate vicinity of Boston. Further, our only wild life, other than some big roaches, water rats, alley rats, and scads of pigeons and annoying squirrels, except for the occasional politician out and about shaking hands, I've never seen a poisonous snake on our city streets. His reason for needing my cousin to immediately suck out the rattlesnake poison only added to the ridiculousness of the story.

How could she be so dumb? How could she fall for his obvious deception? It's a good thing that my cousin has me to protect her now from predators who prey upon dumb, beautiful, sexy blondes.

To further add to the ridiculousness of his claim that he was bitten by a rattlesnake, guess where he was bitten? Oh, yeah, you guessed it. Unbelievably, the snake bit the man in of all places, right in the cock. What are the odds of that?

What was he lying on the ground while taking a piss? Unless the man was taking a leak and had a cock the size of a cane, what are the odds of a rattlesnake biting someone on the cock, especially on the outskirts of Boston and far away from the desert? Oh my God, how could my cousin be so dumb to fall for that line?

"Please Miss," he said asking my cousin for help. "If you don't help me, if you don't suck out the poison, I'll die," he said unzipping himself and pulling out his swollen prick as his only evidence that he had been bitten.

Actually a good line to use on an unsuspecting dumb blonde, I wish I had thought of it but no woman that I know would fall for such a story. If it wasn't enough that this pervert was exposing himself to my cousin, he wanted my cousin to suck out the imaginary rattlesnake poison from his erect prick.

No doubt having never seen a cock before except for seeing one in sex education class at school, on a statue at the Museum of Fine Arts, in a medical reference book, and in a Play Girl magazine that one of her friends left behind in her car, she was shocked. Diane looked from the man to his cock before looking back at the man and before staring at his cock. The good Christian woman and Good Samaritan that she is, not wanting the poor man to die, she immediately took quick medical action.

"Okay, I'll do it," she said, no doubt thinking that it wasn't so much of a suck job but more of a preventative medical action that was needed to save a life.

Something so very difficult to do with her mouth full of a cock, I can only imagine what a priest does to her mouth when asking her to fall to her knees to confess her sins. Anyway, the good person that she is, Diane fell to her knees and sucked and stroked the man's prick until she sucked out all of the imaginary poison, every last drop. Only instead of swallowing what she truly believed was rattlesnake venom but what was really cum, she spit his cum out on the ground. What's even more unbelievable, as if it's her badge of honor that she truly believes that she's saved someone's life, is that she tells everyone the story about how she saved the life of this poor, albeit sexually lucky man who had been bitten by a rattle snake in his cock.

"Diane, Diane, Diane," I said shaking my head while talking to myself. "You are truly one of a kind."

Dumber than Goldie Hawn in Laugh-in, dumber than beautiful, sexy Carol Wayne, the dumb blonde who routinely appeared on the Johnny Carson Show and who raised everyone's eyebrows by the dumb things that she said and did, Diane gave credence that blondes are dumb. Fortunately for me, seeing me as the big, protective brother she never had, my cousin Diane believes everything that I say.

"Thank you Jesus. Sorry. Thank you Satan."

Always wanting to pull the old bitten by a rattlesnake scenario on her, I don't think she'd fall for it a second time but knowing my cousin Diane, who knows? With me always there for her to make sure that no man makes her his sexy, sexual slave and his bad to the bone bitch, I'd risk her giving birth to a two headed baby to have incestuous sex with her. Simply irresistible, she's gorgeous.

As much as I wanted to have hot sex with my mother and wild sex with my sister, it's always been my long time sexual fantasy to have crazy, mad sex with my aunt Kathy and wild, passionate sex with my cousin Diane. A sexual fantasy before, now that I'm having hot sex with my mother and my sister and now that my mother invited my aunt and my cousin to stay the summer and possibly sleep in the same bed, maybe I can have hot sex with my aunt and cousin too. If not having passionate sex with my Cousin Diane, maybe we can have such touchy feely sex that will preserve her virginity. Hopefully, at the very least, I'll at least have crazy, mad sex with her mother, my Aunt Kathy.

"Wow!"

* * * * *

Once I started having incestuous sex with my mother and my sister, the three of us now sleep naked in the same bed. Before we had sex, being that we only have the two bedrooms, my Mom slept on the living room sofa. Because I contribute the most in support of them, she gave up her bedroom to me because of all the overtime I've been working. Now hoping that the five of us would all sleep in the same bed together, my mother, my sister, my aunt, and my cousin, and I, where else was my mother going to put my aunt and cousin other than in the same bed?

I was so sexually excited that my aunt and cousin were spending the summer with us that I forgot that we had a second bedroom. I forgot that we had a couch. Figuring that we'd all sleep naked together, all that I could think about was my mother, my sister, my aunt, and my cousin all sleeping naked together with me.

Naked, naked, naked, I couldn't wait to see my aunt and cousin naked. Naked, naked, naked, I couldn't wait for my aunt and cousin to see me naked. Naked, naked, naked, naked, I couldn't wait to sleep naked with my aunt and cousin. A sexual fantasy I hoped would come true, it wasn't difficult for me to imagine my mother, my aunt, my sister, and my cousin all sleeping naked in the same bed while I served them coffee and toast. Naked, naked, naked, naked, I couldn't wait to see them all together naked.

"Good morning ladies. How did you all sleep?"

I imagined saying to them while masturbating myself later over the sight of seeing four pairs of C cup tits, eight areolas, eight nipples, four asses, and four pussies. With a whore of a mother, a slut of a sister, a crazy aunt, and a sexy cousin, can incestuous sex get any better than that? Back on my game, I was no longer bored. Instead, I was sexually excited. I couldn't wait for my aunt and cousin to arrive.

"Let the games begin. Wow."

I should have known that it was too good to be true when my sexual fantasy was quickly crushed. Instead of the five of us sleeping naked together in the same bed as I had fantasized, I was told the sleeping arrangements the night that my aunt and cousin arrived. My mother, Jen, would sleep in my room with her sister, Kathy, and my cousin, Diane, would sleep with my sister, Emma, in her room. The odd man out, literally and figuratively, I was relegated to sleeping in the living room on the couch with the dog, a Rat terrier named Polo. Are you kidding me? Not fair.

"It's just me and you buddy," I said rubbing the dog's head.

A good dog but, pound for pound, a ferocious beast, a dog that would bite the hand that feeds him, fortunately for me, he perceives me as his pack leader. Polo is loyal only to me, that is, unless there are women around. A chip off the old block, a lap dog, a leg humper, and a face licker, I never saw a dog who loves women so much. So long as my mother, sister, aunt, and cousin aren't around giving him pets, rubs, and love, all I have to do is to put my hand down and wherever he is, he comes right over for me to rub his head, scratch his ear, and give him a doggie, body massage. It also helps if I'm holding a dog cookie in my hand.

If you don't know anything about Rat terriers, let me inform you about the tenacious breed of dog that they are. Right up there with a Pit Bull, I was watching this dog show and they named all the things that each breed of dog does. When they came to the Jack Russell terrier and the Rat terrier they described them as natural born killers. The Rat terrier holds the record for killing the most rats. One Rat terrier was let loose in a barn on a farm in England and, within five hours, the dog had killed thirteen hundred rats. They take them by the neck and shake them. Of course he was bitten by rats in the process of killing them too but he was alive while all of those rats were dead.

Being that the Rat terrier is the king of the house, the property laws of the Rat terrier is as follows. If I like it, it's mine. If it's in my mouth, it's mine. If I had it a little while ago, it's still mine. If I can take it from you, it's mine. If it just looks like it's mine, it's mine. If I saw it first, it's mine. If it's edible, it's mine. If I chew something up, all the pieces are still mine. If it's mine, it will never be yours. If I break it, it's yours. If I get tired of it, it's yours. If I want it back, it's mine.

Actually not so bad sleeping on the couch with the overstuffed cushions, multitude of pillows, and the dog, the old sofa is fairly comfortable for something that we dug out of the trash and had reupholstered. Now the best piece of furniture in our little house, a real focal point, the living room sofa is the center of attention. We even bought drapes, a new carpet to color coordinate it, and a big screen TV with a TV stand. Instead just a dumping ground for clutter, for the first time our living room looks more like a living room.

Everyone must walk by the couch to go to the kitchen and/or bathroom. When not sitting on the sofa, everyone eats their cereal and/or drinks their coffee from the chairs that are directly and intentionally positioned across from me. From my low vantage point when laying on the sofa, so long as their nighties are short enough, hiked up enough, and their knees are spread open wide enough, I'm given plenty of up nightgown flashes of panties and pussies. Even though I've seen my mother and my sister's panties and pussies dozens of times, seeing them again is a voyeuristic sight that I never tire of seeing.

Then, being that I'm the incorrigible incestuous voyeur that I am, happily and fortunately for me, whenever they lean forward to eat their cereal, I'm given constant down nightgown views of their naked breasts. Tits, tits, tits, I just love naked tits in the morning as much as I love naked tits in the evening and naked tits in the afternoons for that matter. I just love naked tits, especially when those naked tits belong to my mother, my sister, my aunt, and my cousin.

Adding to my voyeuristic, incestuous excitement, my Aunt Kathy, the whore that she is, as if airing out her pussy, enjoys sitting with her feet up on the chair or on the ottoman. Obviously comfortable for her while flashing and teasing me, the view she gives me is so sexually exciting. Sitting directly across from me, as if I'm her personal gynecologist, she sits so close that I can nearly reach out my hand and finger her, she gives me a constant view up her nightgown while pretending that she's oblivious to my stares. Being that she never wears panties, unless she's wearing jeans, she gives me a commanding view of her pussy. From where I'm lying on the couch, I can practically count the pubic hairs of her blonde, trimmed pussy while she more focuses on eating her cereal than on my stares with me wishing that I could eat her pussy.

My morally modest Cousin Diane, on the other hand, has one of those hot bodies that even when she sits with her knees tightly pressed together, there is still a triangular opening above her shapely thighs that I can clearly see her panties or pussy when she's not wearing panties. If only she knew all that I could see of her, she'd be mortified. She'd be so embarrassed. If only she knew that I masturbate over all that I've seen of her, she'd think me the incestuous pervert that I am. If she knew all that I've already seen of her, relegated to wearing sweatpants whenever around me, she'd never wear another nightgown again.

If I had a mind to and was sufficiently horny enough, which always I am, I could expose my cock to my aunt and cousin while pretending that I'm still sleeping and don't realize that I'm so exposed. Knowing what my aunt would do if she saw my cock dangling from my pajama bottoms, no doubt she'd stare, reach out and touch me, fondle me, or even stroke me. More the mystery is the reaction my cousin would have to seeing my exposed prick. I wondered what my cousin would do if she saw my cock sticking out of my pajama bottoms.

Would she look? Would she stare? Or would she look away? The moral woman that she is, not so much as peeking at it after she noticed my accidental wardrobe faux pas, no doubt she'd pretend that I wasn't so exposed. A good plan, having fun sexually teasing them, I couldn't wait to begin my sizzling, sexy, steamy hot, incestuously sexual summer adventure with my four female relatives.

While imagining the fun I'd have living, albeit temporarily during the summer, with four hot, blood related women, it was when I was covering the couch with a sheet that I found all sorts of sexy surprises that obviously belonged to my whore of a mother. I found her vibrator, Mr. Horny. The battery was dead, of course, from overuse, no doubt. I found her big, black dildo, Tyrone. Wishing I was a fly on the wall, I'd love to watch my mother take this monster in her pussy and/or in her mouth while she twirled naked around the pole that she still has in her bedroom, which is now my bedroom, that is, once my aunt vacates it. I found an unfinished pint bottle of gin, and a Playgirl magazine with certain pages dog eared of men who oddly resembled me.

"Hmm..."

After seeing the dog eared, Playgirl magazine photos that resembled me, I wondered if my mother had been out here on the couch masturbating over the sexy thoughts of having sex me, her son. Wow! Disturbingly weird but sexually exciting that she had dog eared pictures of men who resembled me at a time before we started having sex, if only I had known my Mom was out here masturbating herself while thinking of having sex with me, I would have set up a camera. Had I known what she was doing, rubbing her clit with a vibrator or fucking herself with her big, black dildo while thinking of me doing that to her, I would have loved to offer her a finger, a tongue, and/or a cock.

Now that we're having sex, her obviously lusting over me was at the time before we were having sex. It was a time before I even knew she wanted me as much as I wanted her. If only I had known then what I know now, I wasted a lot of cum masturbating in my hand and in a paper towel that my mother could have collected in her mouth and pussy.

"Wow. Who knew? If only I knew then what I know now I would have been having sex with my mother years ago."

Flattered by her incestuous lust for me, wouldn't that be something if she was sexually exciting herself and getting herself off while thinking of having sex with me in the way that I was getting myself off while thinking of having sex with her? Duh? I thought it was just men who incestuously lusted over women. I never figured women were incestuous sluts too.

What are the odds that a mother would sexually want her son as much as a son sexually wants his mother? Yet with me sharing the same DNA as my mother, I guess the odds are pretty good. Only, now that we've been having sex, now that I know that my mother wanted me as much as I wanted her and as much as my sister wanted me too, with everything now out in the open, the sexual excitement between us is even more electric.

"I love you Mommy!"

"I love you Jack," said my mother.

"I love you Emma!"

"I love you Johnny."

* * * * *

A time just before we started having sex, in the way that I've been masturbating over her, little did I know that my Mom was masturbating over imagining having sex with my naked body. Typical for a son to incestuously lust over his mother but, in my mind, for a mother to incestuous lust over her son was even hotter. Maybe, while masturbating, instead of thinking of me, she was thinking of Trans Am Jack, her Prom date, who was my father and who disappeared or was killed in the war. Maybe she was hoping I'd walk in the living room unannounced or peep on her to catch her masturbating. Maybe she was waiting for me to make the first move. Never suspecting that I'd be the focal point of such incestuous, sexual attention, maybe my sister used to masturbate or still masturbates over me too.

"Wow!"

Definitely, with my aunt and cousin living with us in these cramped quarters, a kitchen, a living room, and two, small bedrooms with one, small bathroom, this living arrangement could make for a sizzling, sexy, steamy hot, incestuously sexual summer. Pretending this was our little, summer cottage hideaway, a bungalow instead of a small apartment, our primary and only living space, I couldn't wait to see my aunt and cousin walking around the house in their sexy, sheer nightgowns with nothing underneath. I couldn't wait to see my aunt and cousin sunbathing out back by the four foot pool that we installed last year. I'd love to hose down those two smoking hot broads while frolicking in the pool with them before putting suntan lotion on their nearly naked bodies. Being that none of the doors, other than the front and back doors have locks on them, I couldn't wait to catch them in their bedroom dressing or undressing.

"Oops, sorry, my apologies. I didn't know you were in here dressing. Please forgive me for opening your bedroom door and catching you in your bra and panty, topless, or naked. Had I known you were getting dressed or undressed, I never would have barged in the way that I did without knocking. I'm so embarrassed and I promise that it will never happen again, that is, until later today or tomorrow," I imagined thinking and saying while continuing to engage them in conversation while ogling their sexy semi-naked or naked bodies longer, especially my cousin who was as dumb as a stump.

Hoping to see one or the other or both of them naked, making my entrance somehow appear accidental, I couldn't wait to catch them in the bathroom taking a shower or luxuriating while taking a bubble bath.

"Oops, sorry, I didn't know you were in here naked taking a shower or luxuriating while taking a bubble bath. I thought the door was closed to preserve the air conditioning," I imagined saying to my aunt or my cousin. "Please forgive me. I'm so embarrassed and I promise that it will never happen again, that is, until later today or tomorrow," I imagined thinking and saying and while covering my eyes with my splayed fingered hand.

Just as I would when barging in their bedroom while they were changing their clothes, I imagined engaging them in conversation while ogling their naked bodies longer while they showered or bathe. Playing my game of voyeurism with their exhibitionism, maybe they'd engage me in conversation as their excuse to expose their naked bodies longer to me. Maybe they'd ask me to wash their back or towel them dry when they're done soaping up their hot bodies. Especially my aunt who has breasts as big as my Mom's breasts and my cousin who has a better body than even my hot sister's body, I'd love to see one or the other or both of them naked.

Naked, naked, naked, in the way that I couldn't wait to see my mother and sister naked, I couldn't wait to see my aunt and/or cousin naked. I wondered how they'd react to me seeing them naked. Naked, naked, naked, in the way that I want to see my aunt and cousin naked, I can't wait for them to see me naked. I wondered how they'd react to seeing me naked.

* * * * *

A long, hot summer, especially with our puny, little air conditioners working around the clock to cool the place, there never seemed to be enough BTU's to make much of a difference. Perhaps because the women were so hot was the reason why our apartment was never as cool. Beginning from the first night of their arrival, things started quickly heating up between the four of us, especially with the addition of my aunt.

My cousin, not seeing the flirting and/or the teasing was oblivious to what was going on between her mother and me. She was in her own world. How can my cousin who looks so hot and so sexy not be sexual? If only by the addition of my aunt, so long as we were discreet for my cousin not to know that we were having sex, I just knew that this summer was going to be the best summer of my life.

Never shy about exposing myself, especially after my mother and sister have already seen my big prick dozens of times, my personal litmus test, I walked around in my boxer shorts with my ever present erection that physically foretold my lust for my female relatives. Tit for cock and a sexy sight to behold, my aunt walked around in her short, sheer, sexy, low cut nightgown. Not one to disappoint me, she was always flashing me something that I hoped to see and with a body as good as her twin sister's body, I was always looking.

Taking a cue from my sister and from the first night they were here, with my sister freely walking around in her bra and panty, surprisingly and shockingly my cousin walked around in her panty and bra too. The first time seeing my cousin in her low cut bra and sheer bikini panty, I couldn't believe my eyes. A woman who wanted to be a Catholic Nun when she grew up, Saint Diane is what we used to call her, I couldn't believe my sexy cousin was already so exposed.

Fuck me! Be still my hard-on. What was she thinking? Or was she too dumb to know that she was arousing me? Maybe being that she saw my sister walking around me like that, she figured it was okay for her to walk around me in her bra and panty. Obviously, she must not know that I'm having sex with my sister as well as my mother. Obviously, no one shared that important information with her and she's too dumb to notice.

Whenever she was oblivious to my stares, which was most of the time, if I stared long and hard enough at my cousin's panties, I could see her blonde, trimmed patch of pussy hair when she stood and her ass crack through her nearly transparent panties when she leaned forward. If I stared long and hard enough, I could clearly see the impressions that her nipples made in her sexy, low cut bra. Because it was so hot in our small apartment, especially with five, hot people living there now, even with the overworked air conditioners blasting, I knew the appearance of her erect nipples wasn't because she was cold.

Knowing that my Aunt Kathy was, I was hoping that my Cousin Diane was as sexually excited seeing my erection that tented my boxers as I was seeing her in her bra and panty. A big deal for my modest cousin to be walking around in her sexy underwear, able to imagine her naked, I was enjoying the sexy show. More than once, with my cock rubbing against my aunt's nightgown glad ass and my cousin's panty clad buttocks, I accidentally on purpose dry humped my aunt and my cousin while squeezing by them in our small kitchen or while trying to reach over them for something.

I so wanted to pull my aunt's nightgown off and over her head to feel every part of her curvaceous body. In the way that Jack Nicholson did with Jessica Lange in the remake of the Post Man Rings Twice with John Garfield and Lana Turner, I so wanted to pull down my cousin's panties while bending her over the kitchen counter and fucking her right there. I so wanted to lift up her bra to grab their big tits while really pounding her pussy. Not one to miss a sexual opportunity, not shy about me touching her and feeling her, whenever I squeezed by my aunt in the kitchen, she'd just grind her ass against my boxer short clad cock.

Knowing my cousin was embarrassed by me brushing my erection across her panty clad ass, I could feel her body tense whenever I did that to her. It felt so good to slide my cock across her panties. If felt so good to rub myself against her. I could only imagine what it must feel like to have sex with her. It took all the control that I had not to shock her by taking her in my arms and kissing her while touching and feeling her where no cousin should ever touch and feel his cousin.

* * * * *

As if it all happened yesterday, I'll never forget how quickly the sex with my aunt and then later with my cousin began. It was a hot Saturday night and, cooler outside with the breeze than inside, we were all sitting on the front porch talking, laughing, and drinking. My Mom, my aunt, my sister, and my cousin were still out there talking and laughing while I was inside making another round of drinks when my aunt walked in the kitchen. Even more sexually aggressive when she had been drinking, I knew she was trouble as soon as she walked through the porch door.

"Make mine a double," she said. "I want to get drunk tonight," she said throwing her arms in the air and dancing in front of me as if she was a stripper at a party.

"A double coming right up," I said grabbing for the bottle of bourbon.

"Actually Johnny, I'm horny," she said staring at me while provocatively dancing. "Not only do I want to get drunk tonight but also I want to get laid tonight," she said rubbing her nightgown clad body against my boxer shorts.

She wrapped herself around me as if she was on stage and I was her pole. If I didn't have an erection before, I had one now.

"Aunt Kathy, they can see us. They can hear us," I said looking over her shoulder to see if there was anyone there looking.

"Do you want to fuck me?" She stuck out her tongue to lick my face. "I bet you'd love to fuck your sexy aunt," she said gyrating her hips into me as if we were already fucking while I stopped what I was doing to rest my hands on her hips.

I so wanted to reach down and grab her ass. Even though she just propositioned me, even though I've been having sex with her sister and her niece, with my cousin on the front porch, I was afraid she'd see or hear us having sex. I didn't want my cousin to know what an incestuous pervert I was.

Immediately I had an even harder erection with the thoughts of fucking my aunt. A real hottie, as hot as my mother, I so wanted to have sex with my aunt. What made our incestuous exchange even more salacious is that my aunt was not just open to my sexual advances but also aggressively forward in her own determined way in trying to seduce me.

Lowering my hands from her hips to her ass, she offered no resistance to me feeling and squeezing her firm, round butt through her sheer, thin nightgown. Then raising my hands from her buttocks to her breasts, right there in the kitchen, she allowed me to grope her big breasts and finger her erect, hard nipples. Naked, naked, naked, I couldn't wait to get my aunt naked but not here in the kitchen. With my cousin always there in the background, the wet blanket that she is, seemingly she was always there listening and watching.

My Aunt Kathy stood in the light dancing to an imagined music. In the way that she slowly moved and gently swayed, I could clearly see through her nightgown as if she was naked and she was naked beneath just that thin cotton material. Turning my erection away from her while trying to make the drinks, I stopped what I was doing again to watch her dancing before reaching out to put an arm around her slender waist again to pull her to me. I couldn't help myself from holding her, touching her, and feeling her.

As if we were dancing to music, we slow danced while she grinded against me and I humped her. Actually, with my aunt grinding me and with me dry humping her, our dancing felt more like fucking. Another one of my sexual fantasies come true, I felt as if we were having sex right there in the kitchen. I so wanted to French kiss her but not here and not now. Not wanting my cousin to see me kissing her mother, I needed to keep my composure. I needed to get her alone. Perhaps later, when everyone is sleeping, she'll come out to the living room and we can have some sexy fun.

With my hand poised at the top of her sweet ass, I so wanted to reach down and cup her ass cheeks. Forgetting about caution and forgetting about my cousin, it was then that I kissed my aunt. No surprise, she didn't shock me when she surrendered her tongue. I was French kissing my Aunt Kathy. Different than kissing my mother, she seemed hungrier for my lips. Nonetheless, my aggressiveness and her forwardness, something so sexually exciting, as sexually exciting as the first time that I French kissed my mother and my sister, I couldn't believe that I was French kissing my aunt, my mother's twin sister.

If French kissing my aunt was this hot, I couldn't wait to fuck her. If French kissing my aunt was this hot, I couldn't wait to French kiss and fuck my cousin. Like mother like daughter, her daughter was even hotter than she was. As if that would ever happen, the chance of my cousin French kissing me was slim to none. No doubt, she'd slap my face and knee me in the balls if I tried. I'd have to get her drunk for me to do anything to her. At the very least, I'd so love to feel her hot body. Maybe once returning to making the drinks, I should make her daughter a double too. I imagined both mother and daughter coming out to the living room later that night to give me sex while my mother and sister slept.

"You feel just like your sister," I said reaching down to grab a handful of my aunt's ass while reaching up with my other hand to feel her ample breast in my hand and finger her nipple through her nightgown.

"My sister warned me about you," she said reaching her hand down to feel my cock through my boxer shorts before sticking her hand inside.

Not wasting any time, in the way that my sister did the first time she French kissed me, I couldn't believe my aunt had her hand wrapped around my cock.

"What did my mother warn you about me?" Playing it cool, I played her game of seduction.

"You're such a dirty bird having sex with your mother and with your sister," she said. "Shame on you but I love it. You make me wish that I had a son that I could fuck and suck while he licked me too," she said whispering in my ear.

"You make me wish that I was your son, Aunt Kathy."

"How would you like to have sex with me? Would you like that?" She stuck her tongue in my ear and twirled it around. "Would you like to strip your aunt naked and pound her pussy after fucking her mouth with your big, hard cock?"

As if punctuating her words with big, hard cock, she squeezed my cock with her enunciation of every word. As soon as she wrapped her fingers around me, she pulled out my cock and started stroking me while looking down to stare at my prick. Leering at my cock in the way that I've leered at my aunt and cousin, my aunt was giving me a slow, firm hand job. As exciting as it was for my aunt to see my cock, it was even more exciting for my aunt to feel and squeeze my cock. Running her fingers over the head of my prick while cupping my balls with her other hand, I couldn't believe my aunt was giving me a slow hand job.

Taking her hand job as my invitation to have my wicked way with her, my hands were all over her body. In the way that I reached beneath my mother's short skirt to cup her pussy when she returned home drunk and horny from the CFNM club, I reached beneath my aunt's nightgown and cupped her trimmed, blonde pussy in my hand. Then, hoping that no one would walk through the porch door and see what we were doing, I reached my other hand down her nightgown to feel, fondle, and caress her big tits, while fingering her hard nipples, first one and then the other.

"Don't stop. That feels good," I said looking down at her hand moving back and forward while tightly gripping my stiff prick.

"I like what you're doing too," she said looking down to watch me touch her, feel her, fondle her, and caress her tits.

Done with foreplay and wasting no more time with that, she stopped stroking my prick to stand on her tiptoes to whisper in my ear.

"I'd love to suck your cock Johnny. Would you like me to suck you? You can even cum in my mouth. I don't mind. I swallow," she said with a dirty laugh.

Fuck me. My aunt wants to blow me right here in the kitchen. My aunt wants me to cum in her mouth. What a summer? What an unbelievable summer?

"Yes," I said while visualizing receiving a blowjob from my aunt and cumming in her mouth.

I couldn't believe it when my aunt Kathy dropped to her knees and took me in her mouth. Not even taking the time to stare at me or stroke me, she just gobbled my stiff prick. My aunt was blowing me. I couldn't believe my aunt was blowing me. A long time sexual fantasy, I immediately put a hand to the back of her head and humped her mouth while fucking her face.

"Blow me auntie. Suck my cock."

"Being that I have your stiff prick in my mouth," she said removing my prick from her mouth to speak while laughing, "call me Kathy."

"Suck Kathy. Suck my cock. I can't wait to cum in your mouth."

"And I can't wait for you to cum in my mouth John," she said stroking me faster while sucking me deeper.

* * * * *

Only, too soon in her blowjob to be interrupted, as soon as she started sucking me, really started sucking me while stroking me, my cousin Diane walked in the kitchen. I was too engrossed in my aunt's blowjob to hear my cousin or to see her standing there until it was too late. My cousin just stared at her mother on her knees with my prick in her mouth.

Pulling myself away from my aunt and covering my cock with my hand, I didn't think I'd be embarrassed with my cousin seeing my prick but I was. Maybe if my prick hadn't been in her mother's mouth, I wouldn't have been as embarrassed as I was. Maybe if my cousin wasn't such a goody-two-shoes, I wouldn't have been as mortified as I was.

Such an awkward moment, my innocent cousin not only made me feel so guilty but, as if holding up her moral mirror to me, she made me feel like the incestuous pervert that I had become. Had my aunt not been drinking and had I not been so lecherously horny, we both would have been more discreet. What was I thinking?

No doubt, thinking with my cock instead of with my head, I can't believe I allowed my aunt to blow me right there in the kitchen. I can't believe her daughter, my cousin, caught her mother, my aunt, giving me oral sex. We should have been more discreet. At the very least, we should have moved from the kitchen to the bathroom or to the bedroom for more privacy. But we were both a little too drunk to think clearly enough to curb our incestuous passion for one another.

Embarrassed that my cousin caught her mother giving me a blowjob and that my cousin caught me with my stiff prick in her mother's mouth, it was one of those moments when I didn't know what to say or what to do. What could I possibly say in defense of my perverse sexual actions with my blood related, female relative? There was nothing that I could possibly say to assuage my moral, virginal cousin's opinion of me. No matter what excuse I made, even if I said that I tripped and accidentally impaled her mother's mouth with my prick, she'd never believe me. Even if she did believe me, which she just might, she'd never understand.

What could I do? Hoping that she'd understand and forgive me one day, there was nothing to do other than to apologize. I felt like such a pervert. I felt like such a lecher. This was my cousin who I grew up with, went to school with, and played with while watching endless hours of television together.

How dare I do that to her? How dare I ruin her opinion of me? How dare I destroy our loving relationship for sex? In the way that she was looking at me, I dare say that I felt worse than she did that she caught me with my prick in her mother's mouth.

Instead of feeling sexually excited that my cousin saw my cock, I felt mortified and humiliated, feelings that I'm not used to having, especially while having sex with a female relative. Perhaps because my cousin was so morally innocent, I suddenly felt like the pervert that I am. It's one thing to demonstrate my perverse behavior when it's shared and/or reciprocated but it's quite another thing when having incestuous sex in front of someone who would never stoop so low to have incestuous sex with her male, blood related relatives.

Even though deep down I was sexually excited that my cousin saw my swollen cock and would, no doubt, masturbate for years over Diane having seen my prick, I still felt like such an incestuous cad in taking sexually advantage of her drunken mother. Truth be told, her drunken mother was taking sexual advantage of me in the way that Mrs. Robinson took advantage of Benjamin in The Graduate. Truth be told my sexy, whore of an aunt was as much to blame as I was.

Yet, with the jury in and the verdict about to be read, I didn't have to wonder very long as to how my cousin would react to seeing her mother blowing me and to seeing my exposed prick. A bit premature in my plans to seduce my sexy cousin along with her whore of her mother, I knew my cousin would be more of a challenge bedding than was my mother, my sister, or my aunt. Still, I felt like such a pervert having my cousin catch me receiving a blowjob from her mother. How could I be so stupid? Now I'll never have sex with my cousin. Her catching me having sex with her mother will ruin everything.

* * * * *

My cousin was so beautiful, even more beautiful than my sister. My cousin was so sexy, even sexier than my sister. Where my sister was an evil bitch, my cousin was so loving, nice, and kind. Even though she was a dumb woman, a good woman who would help a stranger in need, even if she had to suck snake venom from a stranger's cock, she was a morally a saint of a religious woman.

Now with everything ruined by my uncontrollable, incestuous lust for my aunt, I didn't know what to say or do to console my poor cousin. The shocked look of disappointment on my sweet, dear cousin's face is something that I'll never forget and will remember for the rest of my life, that is, while masturbating over her seeing my stiff prick, of course. With my stiff cock still sticking straight out from my pants and my hand barely covering my prick, undaunted, my aunt stared up at her daughter. Fortunately saving the day by thinking faster than I did, my aunt took control of the situation by uttering just two, one syllable words.

"Snake bite," said my aunt standing to address her daughter.

"Snake bite?" My cousin looked from her mother to look at me.

"Your cousin John was bitten by a rattlesnake that slithered out as you came in," she said.

Instantly Dian's look changed from shocked anger to kind helpfulness.

"Let me," said my cousin. "I'm experienced with snake bites," she said nodding her blonde, pretty head as if she needed that extra motion to give more affirmation to what she just said. "Out of the way mother. Give me some room," as if she was a nurse taking charge in an emergency room while waiting for her mother to move out of the way so that she could kneel down in front of me.

My sexual fantasy come true, just as I couldn't believe it when my aunt Kathy fell to her knees and started sucking my cock, I couldn't believe it when my cousin Diane dropped to her knees, took my still stiff prick in her hand, and started sucking my cock while stroking my cock.

'Thank you Jesus or more appropriately, thank you Satan,' I thought to myself.

Quick to join the party, my mother and sister walked in the kitchen to watch my cousin blowing me, I mean, of course, sucking out the snake venom from my cock.

"Snake bite," said my aunt to my mother with a wink.

"Snake bite," said my mother to my sister with a wink.

"Snake bite," said my cousin removing my cock from her mouth to speak to my mother and sister while looking up at them. "Don't worry. I'm good at sucking. I'll suck the poison right out of him," she said.

"She's done it before," said my aunt with a wink. "She's good sucking, I mean, at treating snake bites."

Then, my cousin looked up at me with her big, blue eyes, removed my cock from her mouth to speak, and said what no woman has ever said to me when my cock was buried in their mouth. Coincidentally, she said the exact same words that I imagined Sister Mary Katherine would say to me when sucking my cock in my sexual fantasies about her.

"Don't worry Cousin Johnny I'll save you but it would help, if you put a heavy hand to the back of my head to steady me so that I don't fall off my knees in sucking out the poison from you."

'Thank you Jesus or Satan, whoever was responsible for my cousin sucking me and asking me to put a heavy hand to the back of her blonde, pretty head,' I thought to myself.

Always ready to help my cousin whenever I can, it was my pleasure, literally and figuratively, for me to put a heavy hand to the back of Diane's head and push her forward to allow her to take my cock deeper in her mouth. A skilled poisonous snake sucker, she stroked me faster as she sucked me harder while sucking me deeper. Maybe because this was my virginal cousin, maybe because she thought she was saving my life instead of blowing me but better than even the blowjob that I receive from my mother, my sister, and my aunt, my Cousin Diane was giving me the best damn blowjob of my life.

"Suck my cock. Diane. Suck it. Blow me cousin," I said putting a heavy hand behind her head and humping her mouth while fucking her face. "Suck out the poison. I don't want to die."

* * * * *

Being the Devil that I am, there was simply no way that I wanted my cousin to spit out my cum. If this was my only chance to cum in my cousin's mouth and watch her swallow, I couldn't wait to cum in her mouth. Within seconds, with her stroking me still faster and sucking me harder, waiting for it and holding it back until I could feel cum welling up from the bottom of my balls, I unloaded a volume of cum in her mouth. Holding her there in place with two hands while she struggled to move her head away from my grasp, I watched her gulp and swallow my cum down her throat. Finally, after shooting a second load of cum in her mouth and down her throat, I let her go.

"Oh my God! Gross. I've been poisoned. Mom! Help me! Johnny wouldn't let go of me. He ejaculated the snake venom in my mouth and I swallowed it all," said my cousin Diane. "I'm going to die!"

"Hurry, there's only one thing to do," said my aunt. "Carry your cousin over to the couch Johnny. We'll all have to take turns sucking the venom out of her."

The first time seeing Diane naked, not quite sure why my mother needed to remove her bra for us to suck out the poison but my mother immediately removed my cousin's bra and panties. Then, as if she was an EMT in an ambulance or a nurse in an emergency ward, my mother spread her niece's legs and knelt between them and started licking and sucking her while fingering her. Then, it was my sister's turn to lick, suck, and finger her hot cousin. Next my Aunt Kathy moved between her daughter's legs and did all that she could to remove the poison by licking, sucking, and fingering her daughter's poisoned pussy.

Finally, it was my turn. Once sufficiently licked, sucked, and fingered, making sure that no other errant poison got inside of her, as a medical precaution and the least that I could do to help save my poor cousin after forcing her to swallow, I plugged her hole with my cock. I was fucking my cousin, I mean administering much needed medical help to save her life. Pounding her pussy, a virgin no more, when she finally had an orgasm, she wrapped her arms around my neck and French kissed me.

"Thank you for saving my life Johnny," she said.

"You're welcome," I said smiling before saying the good part. "We're not out of the woods yet Diane. To make sure that the snake venom is all gone and doesn't infect the related tissue that will surely paralyze you before killing you, we must repeat this process two times a day for the next three weeks."

"Okay," said my cousin Diane nodding her blonde, pretty head while smiling.

For the next three weeks, my mother ate her niece, my sister ate her cousin, my aunt ate her daughter, and I fucked my cousin senseless. In between, my cousin, the snake poison expert that she had become, as a precautionary measure to make sure that I was no longer infected and no longer in danger, continued sucking my cock on a daily basis to make sure that she removed all of the snake venom.

The odd thing, especially when living in Boston, a place not known for having snakes, especially rattlesnakes, it was strangely coincidental how many times I was bitten by a snake that summer. Fortunately for us, now rattlesnake poison experts, we were a family of lickers and suckers.

THE END