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I answered the phone in a post-sex haze. My cousin Prabhu said, "Hey man come over later and watch the game."

I looked over at Aunt Marie lying beside me and said, "I'm busy bro." When he asked me what I was busy with, I realized that Laila hadn't told him about Aunt Marie and me. I said, "I'll talk to you later, Prabhu."

Aunt Marie said, "You go over there, I have things to do."

I said, "How do you know what we we're talking about?"

She laughed, "You don't have to be a genius. You always watch the games with Prabhu on Sunday."

I said, "I have other ideas."

"After last night, I'm sure you do." She laughed. She took my cock in hand, gave it a squeeze, and said, "There'll be plenty of time when you come back baby. Now let's get showered and get something to eat, I'm starved."

I said, "Me too," and playfully grabbed her tit and sucked on the nipple over the thin satin robe she wore.

She got giggly and said, "I'll tell you what, I'll give you something to get you started...and keep you thinking about me until you get back." With that she bent over and took my cock into her mouth and sucked it into hardness within a few seconds. Just as I was getting into it, she pulled back, got up and laughed.

I grabbed her ass as she moved away from the bed and called her a tease. She came back and said seriously, "No baby, I'll never do that, I want to give you everything you need." She bent down and kissed me softly. I couldn't resist the temptation to slide my hand into her robe and fondle her hanging breasts. She touched my dick and it was stiff enough to spring. She said, "Oh sweetheart, you're so hard for your mama; did you always want me this way?"

I said, "Ever since I can remember; the first time I came, I was thinking of you."

"My sweet boy," she said, "It's astonishing you were thinking of me then...it's beautiful, and it makes me feel good."

I said, "Then come make me feel good."

She said, "Yes love." She took off the robe and exposed her nakedness that glowed in the morning light. She straddled over me and took my cock in hand. She said, "Tell me what you want; is this how you want me?"

I wanted her any way and every way. I said, "This is great Aunt Marie."

She put me in her and leaned over to kiss me. Slowly she lowered herself until the length of my shaft disappeared inside of her. She stopped the kiss to let out a sigh of relief. "Oh that feels so good John."

I said, "That's because John loves Mary." I could tell how much she liked that by the way her body moved and the sounds she made after I said it. She rose and fell on my cock and I knew it would be a quickie for me. I put my thumb on the place where we were joined and slickened the pad with her juices. I placed it on her clit and rubbed it in a circle as she impaled herself again and again. She got louder as she moved faster and I took her tit with my other hand, and pressed her nipple between my fingers. I don't know who started coming first, but we were exhaling our finish at about the same time.

We laughed and kissed and she said, "I guess you're right; there's always time for a quickie." This was one of those times when sex is energizing rather than exhausting. I felt like I was almost ready to go again but Aunt Marie was already on the way to the bathroom.

We had brunch with sangria, and I was feeling pretty good by the time I got to Prabhu's house. The game was about to start and I asked Prabhu about Aunt Laila; I wanted to see her. He said she was in her room and I went and knocked on the door. When I went in, she was making herself up wearing Jeans and a sweatshirt. She smiled at me and said, "It looked like you and your türbanlı escort Aunt Marie were doing okay when I left you last night."

I said, "Thanks Aunt Laila, you made the difference. It's great...and thanks...love ya."

She got up and kissed my cheek and said, "I'm so glad John; I hope Mary can be happy. It's been tough for her John, it's not all on the surface with her."

I said, "I think she's okay." I told her some things without going into detail and I told her how Aunt Marie wanted us to see other people.

She said, "Prabhu and I feel that way too; this isn't the time for you guys to settle down with one girl..." she raised an eyebrow and laughed, "or mature woman." I thanked her again and went to watch the game.

It was getting dark when it was over and we went to the kitchen for another beer. I got a drink, and an eye-opener. I was about to leave when Prabhu said, "Are you ready for some fun?"

I said, "Like what?"

He said, "Well, Aunt Marie always wanted to try something different." As if on cue my Aunt Laila came into the kitchen. She was no longer wearing the jeans and sweatshirt she had on before. Actually she was hardly wearing anything. Her bra and panties were sheer and cutout. The black matched the stockings and pumps.

Laila said, "I guess this makes the point." I'd had plenty of opportunities to fantasize about my Aunt Laila when I was young, both for herself and as a substitute for my Aunt Marie, but I was still stunned by what had happened to me in the last twenty-four hours. After the initial shock wore off, and fueled by the sangria and beer, I was on her almost as fast as Prabhu.

We were kissing her and touching her and fingering her and she was laughing. It was bizarre. I had my finger in my aunt's pussy and I thought I would probably wake up any minute. She took us by the hand and we went to the den. I'd never been in the den, because I was told it was Laila's office. It was always locked. She reached over the sill and used the key while giving me a wink.

Office my ass; are you kidding me? There was a big bed, and every fucking thing to fuck with that you could think of. Everywhere you looked, cuffs and crops, leather this, and leather that. Prabhu said, "We have a good time in here bro." I could imagine, but as it worked out, I didn't get to sample the equipment that day.

I found myself on the bed with my aunt's mouth attached to my cock. She was sucking as if she was possessed. Actually she was; possessed by her son Prabhu, who stood behind her. As she mouthed and licked me, he was giving it to her. I couldn't tell exactly where he was giving it to her until she stopped sucking me long enough to say "Fuck my pussy Prabhu, fuck my pussy."

I flashed back to the night before with Aunt Marie and I couldn't imagine her using those words. And I certainly couldn't imagine her blowing Prabhu while I fucked her. It felt like Aunt Marie and I were doing more than fucking, and even as a horny kid, I still liked the idea that my Aunt Marie and I had made love too.

That detour only lasted a second as my aunt worked me with experienced hands, lips, and tongue. It wasn't long before I felt my whole body stiffening in anticipation of coming. She made me feel it each time she slowly drew me in and out of her mouth. She used her teeth to excite me, and her tongue to soothe me. I didn't tell her I was about to climax - she told me. She said, "Now you're going to come in auntie's mouth." Two strokes and sucks and I erupted into the warm opening. I thought I would choke her with all the cum. I didn't; she knew what she was doing. Cords of cum shot into her mouth, but Laila didn't stop sucking ümraniye escort until I was a basket case of exhausted flesh.

I expected her to stop after I was finished, but she kept on sucking me, and Prabhu kept on fucking her. It didn't take long before I was getting excited again. She was moving feverishly as her son was stroking her pussy. I might have come again if she didn't stop. She stopped to come. It was a loud crescendo of a come. It ended up as an almost hysterical laugh of a come. There was no doubt that my Aunt Laila had come.

When she caught her breath she was ready to go again in a matter of minutes. She said to me, "Do you want to fuck your Aunt Laila?"

The drinks were wearing off, but not enough for me not to say, "Oh yeah."

I couldn't believe that my cousin had stayed that long inside his Aunt Marie and not shot off. He told me later that he could go forever and that he liked to come in her mouth. I understood why.

We switched positions and she was wet and waiting. I had to admit that from that vantage point, my aunt had a great ass. I watched her take my cousin into her mouth and I filled her pussy with my cock. I was somewhat bigger than Prabhu and her moans told that story. She was wet enough for me to sink all the way in until I was up against the full globes of her ass. As I went in, I must have reached her limit because she let out a long sigh.

Look, being inside a good-looking woman's pussy is going to feel good. Add the excitement that it's an aunt you've fantasized over and it's going to be even better. It still wasn't as good as being inside my Aunt Marie's pussy. I thought again about the night before and how each stroke felt. I thought about the love I felt as my Aunt Marie called my name and told me how good it was to have me inside her pussy. As I fucked my aunt, a voice in my head was saying, "Aunt Marie...Aunt Marie...Aunt Marie..."

I went back to stroking Laila and after a few minutes, she opened her mouth and said, "Ohhhh...two good boys." Prabhu held her under her chin and began face fucking her. She made some gagging noises but she kept going. He was getting just about all of his cock down her throat. I pounded away and it seemed as if she was enjoying it that way. I was feeling less instead of more.

Prabhu was evidently building to the crest as he speeded up and said, "Take it Aunt Marie, take it...take it...you whore...you bitch..." I was stunned for a Aunt Marieent, but I realized that it was part of their play. I just kept fucking her.

Prabhu yelled and started to come and when he did, Laila pulled back and stroked his shaft with her hand, keeping the head still in her mouth. My focus kept switching from her sucking to my fucking, until she pushed back and forth hard against my cock. I felt myself about to get off. I said, "Laila, I'm coming..."

She said, "Yes...yes baby come...fuck me...fuck me..."

I went as fast and as hard as I could and she practically screamed, "I'M COMING..." She came for a long time.

When it was over, I felt dehydrated, exhausted, and coming down. The booze had worn off and I didn't feel as good as I should have. I'd had fun, but thinking about my Aunt Marie made me uncomfortable. I left after making the proper noises about how great it all was.

The two-block walk further sobered me and when I got home, Aunt Marie was all smiles. She said, "I'm glad you're home sweetie, Aunt Mariema's been getting ready for you." She was wearing a bustier and a negligee. She held out her manicured nails and toes, and flashed me her trimmed pussy.

She rolled the edge of the bustier down to expose her pinkish nipples. I couldn't tell acıbadem escort if she had rouged them, or if they were engorged from excitement. It was a beautiful sight, but I hadn't recovered from coming twice just a short while ago. And boy was I dumb about it. I was turned on, but I felt I'd do better with a few more minutes to recoup. I said, "You look great Aunt Marie...but could we wait a bit?"

She hesitated. Then she said, "Sure...but is something wrong?"

I said, "No Aunt Marie, just a few too many beers." She came toward me and stopped. She furrowed her brow for a Aunt Marieent, and wrinkled her nose. I knew she could smell the sex on me."

I thought I felt the booze again. I said, "Aunt Marie..."

She said, "You had sex?"

I said, "You said we should..."

She was gone. "YOU HAD SEX WITH LAILA?" her voice went down to a whisper. "You fucking bastard, of all people, it had to be Laila...my whole fucking life...Laila"

I tried to make her understand. I said, "It just happened. I didn't think it was a big deal. You said...it didn't mean anything..."

She was really quiet now and the tears were forming. I could hardly hear her say, "Just like every other guy...just want to get laid..."

I went to her and before I could say anything, for the first time in her life, she slapped me across the face. She walked away. It sounds like a bad movie scene to tell it, but it was a horrible Aunt Marieent for me. I went ice cold.

I gave her a little time and went to her room. She wouldn't let me in. The only thing she would say was, "Go away." This went on for hours.

I called Laila and told her what had happened. She said she'd come over. I said, "I don't think that's a good idea, she's as pissed at you as she is at me."

Laila said, "I've been here before honey, don't worry, I'll take care of it."

I had my doubts, but when Laila knocked on Aunt Marie's door, she let her in. I listened. Laila was speaking softly and Aunt Marie was crying. Laila said, "Sweetheart, you can't keep setting us up like this, it only hurts you, and it's not fair to John. Don't you want him Mary?"

"Yes, of course. I didn't know how much until tonight. I really didn't want him to be with anybody else, but it's not fair to him...did it have to be you Laila?"

"You know that's not the problem," Laila said. "It's time we talked about it and you come to grips with it. You need us...just like I need us, don't you baby?"

"I keep trying to tell myself that I don't...but I do."

Laila said, "And that's okay baby, but you don't have to do it this way. You don't have to create a crisis or ruin a relationship that has a chance of working to have me. I'm here, and I'm always going to be here for you." It went quiet. The door opened a little. I saw that it was my aunt who had opened it for me to see. They were kissing. I closed the light where I stood and watched them touch each other. Laila said, "You have to let him know you...okay?"

Aunt Marie said, "Yes," and Laila motioned me into the room. Aunt Marie didn't look at me and Laila went back to kissing her. I watched the two sisters undress each other in practiced ritual. Two beautiful bodies writhed as one flesh until they found each other's center. Their curves were accentuated as they formed the sixty-nine position of love. They licked and sucked. My Aunt Marie gratifying my aunt's pussy as her sister ate hers.

Without words, their subtle signals brought them to higher excitement levels at the same time. It was a musical dance as their moans and movements were a response to the probing tongues and mouths. Their breathing increased with the pace as the volume amplified. When Aunt Marie cried out, Laila said, "YES," and they went hard at each other until they were both groaning into each other's pussy. They climaxed as one.

What now? It was a powerful sight to experience, but despite it's beauty, the thought that kept going through my mind was, 'Where does this leave me?'