After a few minutes of afterglow, Abby decided she'd better get back downstairs, lest her Auntie Babs came upstairs, and caught her naked in bed, with her pillow still stuffed between her thighs. She felt a thrill race through her at the thought, and her mind pulled up what it would be like if her Auntie Babs caught her humping her pillow. Little did she know that had just happened.
Downstairs, Barbara could feel her pussy still giving off little tingles from her orgasm, watching her niece going at it had been wild. Her mind had Abby in bed with her, kissing, licking, and sucking each other, until she could yank her thoughts away from that idea. It was bad enough that her sister's son was fucking her, did she want to compound that by luring Abigail into a lesbian encounter? The idea teased at the back of her mind though, refusing to fade away entirely.
Abby was downstairs a few minutes later, and she asked, "Can we go see Richard now?"
Barbara was more than happy to agree, and they were off to the hospital quickly. Barbara was glad to get out, away from what had just happened, and do something NOT sex related.
Entering Richard's room, Abbyl was relieved to see him awake and alert, she rushed over and hugged his upper body tightly, letting off little hitches as she remembered her fear of the morning.
Richard smiled, stroking her hair softly as he said, "It's okay sis, see, I survived!"
Barbara came over, she would have liked to give him a tongue-swirling kiss that would have sent his dick straight up. But, with Abby right there, she gave him a restrained, aunt/nephew kiss on the cheek.
Richard said, "Thank you for handling things so well Auntie. The doctor told me that my appendix was all swollen up, and it came out like a loose cork. Dumb appendix, I wish evolution could have evolved that silly thing out of us, all it does is become inflamed, and need to be taken out."
Happy that Richard was on the road to recovery, they spent the afternoon with him, Abby had brought her Scrabble game with her, and she was the victor in an enjoyable match. Barbara was enjoying what they were doing, things that were normal, and had nothing to do with...and she cut that thought off right there.
They stayed with Richard until his dinner arrived, then they left, and sedate, nonsexual kisses were exchanged. After leaving the hospital, both hungry and not wanting to go all the way home just to start making dinner, they stopped in at the Homestead restaurant. Nothing fancy in the decor, but the food was always a winner. Seated in a comfortable booth, Barbara thought she saw Abigail's eyes glimmer as she looked at her, probably just a trick of the light.
Abby decided that she wanted her Auntie Babs, wanted her in the same way that Richard had when he had his way with her. Tonight, when Auntie Babs went to bed, she would wait a while, then crawl into bed with her, and do whatever came to her horny mind. Her pussy pulsed with an insistent, horny rhythm.
She got her chance a few hours later, as she said goodnight to her Auntie Babs, and they both went to bed at the same time. Abby lay quietly in her bed wearing just her panties, she could feel her pussy simmering, and 30 minutes later, she decided to make her move.
She slid out of her bed and shoved her panties down, as they hit the floor she stepped out of them, naked, she left her room and moved quietly down the hallway, pausing at Auntie Babs' bedroom door.
She took a breath, and slowly turned the knob, with a quiet click, the door yielded to a gentle push, and she peered inside. She could hear deep, even breathing, and she stepped in and closed the door. In a few moments, her night vision adjusted, and she could see her Auntie Babs, asleep on her side.
Abby felt her heart start that pounding of sexual excitement, and she cautiously slid in next to her Auntie Babs, their bodies just inches apart. She slid over, slowly, cautiously, and pressed her body against Auntie Babs, spooning her from behind. Abby felt the warm, naked skin, Auntie Babs was totally nude, no nightie in the way, oh yeah, perfect. She reached over, and with a feather-light touch, started to caress her boobs, Ummm, she loved stroking at the heavy fullness of those luscious melons.
Barbara's mind created a dream, Clint was back in her bed, and stroking her body in just the same way that Abby was doing. She let out a soft moan and pressed back against the warm body that was snuggled against her.
Abby felt the response, spurring her on. Her fingertips started to tweak lightly at her Auntie's nipples, feeling them get stiff and eager, her own nipples got hard, stiff, and achy in response. She rubbed her throbbing nipples gently against her Auntie's back, feeling creamy pulses center in her pussy. Her Auntie was starting to make continuous soft sounds of pleasure, and her hands started to slide down, her fingertips stroking at her belly in a sensuous caress, sliding further, through her neatly trimmed nest of pubic hair.
Barbara, still in the dream, parted her legs, she could feel Clint's fingers sliding towards that inviting target, and her dream self couldn't wait for his fingers to take her.
Abby's body was sizzling with lust, her fingers slid down, and felt the soft, glorious heat, cupping her there, she slid her fingers along the tight lips, feeling the juices of her Auntie's arousal coating her fingers. She pulled her fingers up, licking them clean, tasting her Auntie's arousal.
She moaned with pleasure from the fiery, musky taste, she wanted more. She cupped her sex, and slid a finger inside, her Auntie started to gently thrust, and Abby slid another finger inside, her body almost on fire with lust.
Barbara came up through that dream into a hazy awakening. At first, she thought she was in bed with Clint, then Richard. That idea vanished, and she came fully awake when she felt the stiff hard nipples poking her back, rubbing against her, and the groin that was pressed tightly against her ass had no hard cock poking against her.
"Who...who...Abigail?" she whispered.
"Yes Auntie Babs, it's me, and I'm here to make you feel so good," Abby whispered.
Her self control rapidly crumbling, she gasped, "Abigail, no, we can't, you're my sister's daughter, we can't...Mmmmm...we really shouldn't...oooohhhh...
Oh god, it did feel so good, Abby's fingers were sliding into her, stroking and caressing her pink folds in just the way that moved her most.
Abby interrupted, "Oh Auntie Babs, come on. I know that you and Richard have been doing it, I saw you at the kitchen sink with him, then I spied on you and him fucking in this very bed. He's your sister's son, and you seemed to get beyond that fact. I'm your sister's daughter, and I know what feels good. Tell me, how do love the stroking of your sexy pussy?"
Barbara gasped, "Oh my god, fuck, I love it...but...oooohhhhh...mmmmpff!"
Any further protest was cut off, as Abby pulled Barbara onto her back, and plastered her lips against her Auntie's, her tongue curled out, sliding along Barbara's lips as if asking for entry.
It all came together, watching her sexy niece in the throes of orgasm, feeling that same sexy body pressed against her, Abigail's hot, slithery tongue eager to play in her mouth, and the magical feelings that were shooting through her, as she wriggled around on her niece's fingers stuffed snugly up her, shattered the last of her self control.
