Mom leaned back in the Adirondack chair. Her forearms resting on the arms of the chair. Her thighs slightly spread. She had her eyes closed as she reminisced about cuddling with her dad after her used her like a common whore.
God, she looked so fucking god in that skimpy bikini. My cock was rock hard making a tent in my swim trunks as I took her all in and imaged grandpa pounding first her face and then her pussy.
Aunt Jenny jolted me back to the present. "I see you enjoyed that", she said eyeing my pointy trunk pole.
I looked over at her. She was sitting on the edge of her Adirondack chair. Her bathing suit coverup closed in front of her. Her beautiful, toned shiny legs closed. Her eyes clued to my covered hard cock.
I smiled, "Let's go inside."
I stood, walked to the door and Aunt Jenny and them mom following.
When we got to the living room, I turned to mom and politely told her to take off her bikini bottoms and sit on the edge of the couch. As she obeyed, I pulled off my trunks. My cock a rigid pole sticking straight out.
Mom sat down and spread her thighs wide, revealing her gleaming moistened coated pussy. The telling of her first time with her daddy sure had an effect on her.
My mother stared at my cock, lifted her feet off the floor and placed them on the couch, opening her pussy wider, exposing herself completely.
Mom sighed, "Go ahead Michael. Fuck me."
I smiled, walked between her splayed legs. My cock, her son's cock, inches from her face.
I then knelt before her. Rubbed my hands softly up and down her warm inner thighs. Inhaled her cunts fresh fragrance, looked up at her, "No mom, let me show you how much I love and want to please you like you do me."
I lowered my head, took in another breath to smell her sweetness and then tasted her. I ran my tongue up and down her puffy cunt lips, parting them, sucking on them, lapping up her pussy juices seeping out of her.
She placed her hands on the back of my head, "Oh sweet Jesus, Michael, ever loving sweet Jesus." As she pulled my head between her wide-open thighs forcing my face into her cunt.
I lapped up her juices. Loving the taste. I kissed, sucked and nibbled at my mother's pussy, worshipping it. I reached up with my hand and started to flick it gently, rapidly, back and forth over her clit.
She let out a long sigh and pushed held my head tighter in her grasp. "Oh God, Michael, oh God, dear son."
Her thighs started to quiver. Her smooth, bald, started to throb. Then her whole body became tense and then relax as her orgasm worked from her cunt to the rest of her. Her hands holding my head in place. As my mother came all over my face.
As her orgasm eased, my mother's grip loosened. She was now stroking my hair as I continued to lap up some of her juice around her puffy pussy lips. I looked up at her. Got off my knees and kissed her lovingly, letting her us both enjoy the taste of her essences.
I turned to see Aunt Jenny standing there, watching. Her arms were crossed holding her cover up closed around her. Her face was flush. She licked her lips. She was definitely turned on.
I smiled at her, "Now your turn Aunt Jenny."
She smiled back and opened her coverup, peeling it off her shoulder's and letting it fall to the floor. She started to take off her bikini bottoms.
I barked at her, "What the fuck do you think you're doing?"
She looked up at me puzzled, "But you said, it was..."
I cut her off, "Shut up."
She looked shocked and then had an angry expression on her face. I took a few steps and was standing in front of her. She stood there, nearly naked, vulnerable, her hands at her side.
She snarled, "Now you listen Michael, I'm the one..."
I reached out and grabbed a fist full of her dark, thick, auburn hair in my fist. and pulled her head back hard, causing her to gasp. I snarled, "I'm in charge here. I'm the man of the house when your daddy's not around. You understand me, bitch?"
At that moment I think my darling, dominate Aunt Jenny realized who was the bull and who was the cow. Her facial expression changed to one of meekness. Her body slumped. She knew I was physically stronger than she was. She had a hurt expression in her eyes as she looked at my face. She glanced over at my mother. I looked too. My mom had a slight smile on her face as she watched the little scene unfold in front of her.
Aunt Jenny expression hardened as she saw my mother smiling, "Don't you get any ideas little sis, you're still my..."
I pulled on Aunt Jenny's hair forcing her to look at me. "About my mom. You'll treat her with a little more respect when I'm around. No more of your dykish dominance, your sadistic taunting. And if my mom tells me you've gone to far when I'm not around, I'll, well just don't. Got it girl?"
I pulled again on her hair, she winced from the pain and replied, "Yes Michael, I understand."
I looked at my mom and then back at Aunt Jenny, "Well?"
Aunt Jenny looked at my mother and said, softly, "Sorry Beth. I'm sorry."
I smiled, "Now that's better. Auntie, get on your knees. It's time for a little payback for my mother."
Aunt Jenny dropped to her knees. She licked her lips. I thought to myself that she was probably thinking, getting a face fuck from her dominating nephew would be fun.
I looked down at her. "Open your mouth."
She obeyed.
I smiled down at her, kneeling before me. "Open your mouth, Elizabeth."