Liz's sister Aimee returns from the Middle East for a surprise visit.
We live behind the town's High School which, like all schools where faculty and students drive and need to park, has a large parking lot. We occasionally have a 'Life-Flight' helicopter land there to remove accident victims to area hospitals. Whenever we hear a chopper landing we look to see... curiosity gets to us.
Two weeks ago, Saturday late afternoon, we hear the plaintiff sound of a chopper coming in for a landing, but this time it isn't a 'Life-Flight'. Descending from the sky is a camouflaged army copter, slowly landing in the parking lot. It touches down for less than a minute and then lifts off. Liz and I look at each other and say "She's here".
Minutes later, walking down the road to our driveway is a 'camo' covered figure, about 5' 6"tall, dark blond hair, back pack weighing her down and dragging an oversized equipment case. Liz's sister Aimee is here for a visit.
She rarely tells us when she is about to drop in, her schedule is erratic as she travels the world, lately in the Middle East. See, Aimee is a Hydro-Petroleum Geologist, under contract to the federal Government and now working for private contractors as a consultant in discovering water in the desert. Oil, they got, but getting water to support drillers, villagers and towns as they spring up is a nightmare. While Aimee is two years younger than my wife Liz, she looks eighteen and acts just like a spoiled teen. Married twice to two assholes, she busted free from them, went back to College, got her Masters degree in hydro-geology and PhD in Petroleum engineering. She is a millionaire, and after seeing the photographic work I was doing, blessed me with the addition to the garage that is now my photographic studio.
Aimee looks nothing like my wife. Liz is 5' 8" with a fuller chest and wider hips... comes from pushing a child into the world. Aimee never had kids but has adopted Marc and his friends as hers... spoiling them all rotten. We got her in and she hugged Liz as she dropped her backpack, shed her camo uniform and quickly stripped down to ... naked.
"Shit it feels great to be home. No clothes, no gawking guys, I need a drink, NOW."
We burst out laughing as she turned to give me a hug, and a long squeeze of the cock, which grew in her hand. She backed up, looked at Liz and I and said
"You two look great, and my sister looks beautiful. I love how your breasts have filled out and your pussy is shaved. Can't wait to get a taste of it."
My turn.
"Looks like you have filled out nicely as well, nice small tits, also a shaved pussy and beautiful face. Welcome home."
Aimee is a 'C' cup breast with a nice full ass, and a cunt that, while tight from lack of cock, is a pleasure to push into.
We retired to the living room, the girls cuddling on the couch and talking a blue streak. I poured a beer and a shot of Jack for Aimee and opened a bottle of wine for Liz and I. We drank and drank most of the afternoon, ordered take out Chinese for dinner, continued drinking and talking and catching up on Aimee's exploits in the Middle East. Somewhere around midnight I was ready to pass out and dragged my very drunk wife off to bed with me. Aimee, still on Middle East time wandered down to the basement to watch some TV, accompanied by the remainder of the bottle of Jack. Alcohol is not permitted in that part of the world and it had been months since she had been drinking, so her resistance was very low, and the behavior of women in this part of the world is very different, even for the professional American saving the asses of the locals.
Somewhere around two AM, Marc and his buddies Pat and Robbie came home, as usual drunk and making a ruckus. I intercepted them, naked as usual, and sent Marc off to his bedroom and the two boys, too drunk to drive, into the basement to sleep it off. I had assumed Aimee was in the spare bedroom asleep as the door was closed.
Aimee had finished the Jack and staggered to her room, changed into a tee shirt and a thong. Forgetting her glasses in the basement, she returned to retrieve them, and passed out on the couch from exhaustion and booze.
Pat and Robbie, drunk as they were, were not so far gone as to not recognize the semi naked woman on the couch. They turned off the overhead lights and, by the light of the TV, began to give 'close examination' to Aimee's body. My security system kicked on as the lights changed and the motion detector triggered the video cameras. My bedroom TV clicked on and I was watching the adventures. The thong had pulled up into her crack, and as she lay on her side, the outline of her pucker was visible and the thong had been pulled up into her crack, spreading her pussy lips. Pat, still the virgin to a woman, was instantly hard. Robbie, having had fun with his sister Stephanie, knew what to do. He gently shook Aimee by the shoulder. No response. He tried again. No response. He went for broke and lifted her shoulders, turning her to lay flat on the couch. No response. He looked at Pat, who was messaging his cock through his pants, and reached down and felt Aimee's breasts. No response. He then got brazen, lifting the tee shirt up and exposing her chest. Two beautiful tits, pink areoles and hard nipples greeted his eyes.
"Shit look at those puppies. Pat, pull down her thong and let's get a good look."
Pat sat on the side of the couch, below Aimee's knees and extended his hands to the side of her hips. Looping the thong on his fingers, he slowly slid the thong off, exposing Aimee's pussy. Robbie dropped to his knees and lowered a finger into Aimee's crack, pulling it out wet. Pat moved to Aimee's tits and squeezed her nipples and then got brave and lowered his mouth to one sucking it hard.
Must have been too much for Aimee, as she stirred in her drunken state. Both boys jumped up and stood by the couch. Aimee opened an eye and saw the two boys looking down at her. Then she noticed her naked state.
"Enjoying the view, boys?" she asked. "STRIP, NOW, BOTH OF YOU!" She yelled. Love that military training.
Both boys nearly emptied their bladders at her bark. She began to sit up, discarding the tee shirt and fully removing her thong from her legs. She stood in front of the two boys and, fully naked, spread her legs, giving them a good look at her now very wet pussy. They quickly stripped themselves of cloths and displayed their fully erect members to Aimee's eyes. They eyed her body, up and down... long slim, almost a 'six pack' of muscle below her pink capped breasts, shaved clean pussy and crotch, which was showing her moisture. She reached for Pat's cock and knelt in front of him, taking him fully into her mouth. She sucked and stroked, and he lasted for less than a minute, emptying his load into her hungry mouth. She gulped it all and then releasing him, sought out Robbie's rod. Bugger than Pat's but still not over powering her mouth, again, she sucked and stroked, meaning to get the initial load out of them. Like Pat, Robbie lasted maybe a minute before releasing his boy seed into Aimee's mouth.
