I woke up, just before Stacie. This was a morning that Joyce and I would not be able to have a hot morning fuck, since Stacie was going away for the weekend, and had taken this Friday off. The idea of creeping over to Joyce's room and waking her up for a quickie crossed my mind, I knew that she'd be more than eager to milk out my morning load.
Before I could put that idea in motion, I felt Stacie stirring. I again feigned sleep, as I had done the other day, hoping I could see her nude again. She did not disappoint, after looking closely at my face, I sensed her drawing back, and watched as she stripped naked, my cock responding accordingly. She headed into the bathroom, and I could hear the shower start up. I waited until I heard the shower stall door open and close, then I scurried over, eased open the door, then slipped inside. There was enough room for me to observe, without being directly in her sight.
Through the shower door glass, I watched as Stacie soaped her body, turning this way and that, then her hands stopped washing. I heard a distinct moan. I watched, open-mouthed, as she stroked the stiffening nubs of her nipples. I could see from the way they plumped up how responsive they were. She squeezed her nipples gently, letting out another soft moan of pleasure. With a sigh of pleasure, she released her tits, sliding her hands down. She stroked the soft skin of her flat tummy and the well-proportioned fullness of her hips.
I watched as her hands reached down, stroking just above the top of her pubic hair. She reached over for something, and when she brought her hand back, I could see her hairbrush. The handle had a slight curve to it, and ridges for the hand to get a good grip, and looked to be 6, 7 inches long. I watched, open-mouthed, as she took hold of the brush behind the bristles, and nudged the handle against herself. Her demeanor changed, no more soft caresses, no gently pumping it in. She thrust hard, burying the handle in one hand, violent shove, ramming it as deep as she could.
"Take it bitch, Ummm, oh yeah, nice tight pussy baby, oh yeah, feels like a virgin cunt, gonna loosen you up slut!"
I was dumbfounded, she had just said that, what the hell??
She fucked herself savagely, letting out yells and howls, and vocalizing things like "Oh yeah, this bitch is getting what she deserves....take it you little whore....motherfucker.....tight little slut....cum dump bitch."
Her howls seemed to be changing over to pleasure, and she vocalized, "Oh yeah, we fucked her good guys, look at the bitch, so horny, yeah, cum you little bitch, cum all over our cocks!"
She finally let out a shriek of pure pleasure and slumped back against the shower wall.
My cock was ready to explode, I knew that Joyce was going to school today, and I crept out of the bathroom and hurried down the hall. Joyce was still in bed, masturbating, and she was just on the verge as I came in with a full head of steam. She saw the raging lust on my face, and purred, "Ummmm, oh god you look like you're ready to explode, I'm just on the verge too, bury your cock and we can both cum the best way!"
I had my eyes locked on her perfect pussy, a plump swelling with a well-trimmed furry patch of red. The lips were parted, fat and swollen with sexual desire, and I quickly covered her body, I felt her hand grab me, and lead me in. With one hard shove, I was buried to the balls, Joyce growled as I nudged hard against her cervix.
"Yes, fuck, oh fuck, just fuck me hard, then dump your load, I adore the feeling of your throbbing cock, exploding and squirting wildly so deep inside me, filling me up with a hot load of incestuous spunk, I'm ready to explode!"
Oh fuck, so good, her cunt was furnace hot, soaked with her juices, and I held out as long as possible, fortunately, Joyce had been as close to orgasm as she had said she was.
Joyce cried out, "Oh fuck, fuck, gonna cum, cum with me Uncle J, fill my tight little cunt with hot sperm! Oh yes, gonna cum, gonna cum so hard all over your cock, fill my womb with your hot, incestuous sperm, do it, flood MEEEEEE!"
I felt the quivering of her pussy gripping tightly at me as she went over, and I let out a roar as my prick went off, it felt like a hose turned on as I squirted crazily, over and over, it felt like my cock was gushing out every drop of moisture I had in my body as I flooded her, our bodies shaking in shared orgasmic pleasure.
We didn't have time for anything else, as I heard the shower turn off.
"Better get back to bed, I just heard the shower turn off."
"Ok Uncle J, thank you for making my first cum of the day so delicious. This is going to be such an enjoyable weekend. Just you, me, and all the hot fucking and sucking we want. Mmmmm, I'm gonna do my best to drain that hot sexy cock as much as possible!"
I hopped out of bed, took a long look at Joyce's body, sprawled out, thighs spread, as she reached down, scooped up a large creampie, and licked it off her fingers. Her eyes flashed fire at me as she licked her digits clean, then reached down for more hot cum.
"Yum, such a delicious hot creampie."
I tore my eyes away and hurried back to bed. The door to the bathroom was still shut, and I hurried over, hopped into bed, and did my best to slow down my rapid breathing. The door opened, and Stacie peeked out and assuming I was still fast asleep, strolled out naked. I watched through slitted eyes as she slipped on panties and bra, a long white skirt, and a blue blouse, and left the bedroom. I heard Joyce and Stacie talking out in the hallway, as they met and went downstairs.
I waited until I heard Joyce leave for school before I got up. I got dressed and went downstairs. There Stacie was, looking just as cold and unfuckable as ever. There was something weird about this whole damn thing, fucking herself furiously and using very unladylike language as she did so. and I was interested to find out what the hell was going on. I put that on my mental "to-do" list and looked forward to a weekend-long sex fest, Joyce and I were going to suck and fuck the weekend away.
I grinned, maybe we'd christen every room by fucking and sucking our way through the house. Stacie had been unwilling to fuck in any room, except the bedroom, and at only once a month, the bedroom had barely had time to start warming up.
I mumbled a fast good morning as I went into the kitchen, getting myself a cup of coffee and a danish. I retreated into the den, so I could go online to work. There was enough to do that the morning went by quickly, and I looked up and was pleased to see that it was Noon, and I could knock off for lunch.
Stacie was just putting her suitcase by the door, and she said goodbye and left, quickly, with all the warmth of a day in January. Twenty minutes later, my phone rang, and it was Joyce.
"Is Auntie S gone?"
I said, "Oh yeah baby, she's gone, and we now have the house to ourselves."
