Authors Note: All characters in this account are of legal age and no sex acts are conducted with any persons under 18. All rights reserved.
"I was damn well going to miss waking up like this!" I thought to myself as I rocked my hips slowly, pushing my hardon slowly in and out of Chris. The girls had decided that she should get the last night we all had together, so she came to bed with me in nothing but a long t-shirt that was now pushed up above her sexy, nineteen-year-old tits. I had no doubt that Uncle Russell would kill me if he saw what we were doing, but we both wanted it. Hell, I'd had more sex in the last three days than my whole life put together and having a girlfriend at home might have made me feel guilty a few days ago, but not any longer. If my girlfriend wanted to have this kind of a relationship, well, I'd given her plenty of chances.
In and out I stroked in the early morning light, into a pussy that didn't want anything to do with sex a few days ago. Chris covered her face with a pillow to muffle the moans of her impending climax. My fingers pushing her closer as I pinched and twisted one nipple gently in time with my strokes. Between my mom and my aunt, I'd learned quite a few tricks to both encourage an orgasm and to prolong it. I kept my pace rhythmic and smooth, letting Chris rock her hips to ensure her clit slid along the length of my stroking shaft. In and out I pushed my cock, a gentle squishing sound sneaking from under the covers with each new push into her soft, wet vagina. I could feel my own climax approaching, more quickly now that Chris was climaxing around me, her already-tight pussy clenching more tightly around me. I grunted quietly as her body spasmed and sent another tingle racing through my dick to my groin. Yeah, soon! It was all my body wanted to think about. In and out. In and out. So hot. So fucking tight. You want it? You want me to fill your pussy? Ohhhh. Damn. Here it comes baby. You ready? One more. Just one more! My body bucked hard and jammed my cock hard into her, drawing a squeak of pleasure moments before my cum surged into her pussy. Over and over my body spasmed, filling her with my hot, creamy cum.
The two is us weren't as quiet as we should have been, but it was surprisingly hard to stay quiet in the middle of an orgasm. She pulled off my cock as it started to soften inside her, and rolled over to face me. She pushed me onto my back and rolled herself on top of me, her bare tits pressed to my equally bare chest. She pressed her lips to mine in a long, wet kiss that threatened to start my cock hardening again. She might not have been experienced in sex but she sure as hell was good at kissing.
"I'm going to miss this," she whispered when she broke the minutes-long kiss, leaving us both panting for breath.
"Me too," I managed to answer. She gave me one more peck on the lips and then pushed off of me.
In a prearranged swap, Dee stepped to the bed, skimmed off her nightgown and slipped into bed with me. "Just in case dad comes out," she whispered. "You two were pretty obvious this morning. I'd be surprised they didn't hear."
"Okay," I agreed, snuggling up against her back and wrapping an arm around her to cup one of her big, soft tits.
"You getting a hardon again already?" she whispered as she wiggled her butt, my partly-hard dick slipping between her thighs.
"Chris is a good kisser," I whispered back.
"Any chance I can encourage along?" she asked softly.
"You're welcome to try."
She rolled away from me and pushed me onto my back. It only took a moment to straddle me, her face over my crotch and her sexy pussy in my face. Nothing got me turned on faster than licking kitty. I eagerly pulled her hips down further and stroked her sexy pussy lips with my tongue. "Someone's already damn wet," I whispered.
"After listening to her? Fuck yes."
I went back to teasing her slit while she teased and licked my half-hard dick. I stroked up and down her slit, working my tongue between her lips and across her sensitive clit. Her slightly-rocking hips told me how much I was affecting her. I concentrated on her clit, stroking and flicking it with the tip of my tongue, drawing a loud moan from her that vibrated my cock. Up and down, her mouth pushed on me as I inched her towards a climax of her own. I reached around her thigh with my right hand and pressed my thumb into her wet depths. She pushed her body up off of me, lifting her bare tits from my stomach as she arched her back.
"Ohhhhh fuck yes!" she groaned loudly, clearly not worried about who might see or hear. "Almost. Push it in and out!" she begged as I continued to assault her clit with my tongue. "Ohhhhhh shit!" she cried as her whole body shuddered and trembled in orgasmic bliss. "Ohhhhhh fuck Trevor!" She gasped.
Very suddenly, she pulled her pussy from my face and crawled down my body. She lowered her sopping pussy toward my dick, reaching between her legs to guide me toward her pussy.
"Oh damn," I breathed as she sunk herself over my now rock-hard shaft. I watched her butt bounce up and down in front of me, thrusting herself hard down my shaft rapidly with each bounce of her butt. I'd seen twerking on the internet, but hadn't ever had anyone do it for me, let alone on my dick. The sight and sensations of her twerk fucking my hard shaft had an effect surprisingly quickly. I wasn't sure if it was just the different sensations, or the sound of her almost minutes-long orgasm she had pushed herself to, but either way when I started unloading into her it was every bit as powerful as what I gave Chris such a short time before. "Oh fuck!" I grunted loudly as my body bucked, forcing my hips up at her thrusting pussy.
"God yes! Cream my fucking cunt!" Dee gasped loudly as I pumped the first shot of cum deep in her.
"Jesus. Why don't you two get a room!?" Uncle Russell said from across the room.
"This is our room. Unless you wanna share yours with us," Dee grunted as my body pumped two more gushes into her.
"How did I manage to raise such a slut?" He asked, walking past us toward the kitchen.
"Easy, you married me off young to a man that couldn't keep it in his pants. I had to become a slut. Not that I don't enjoy how it feels or anything."
He shook his head as he went to start coffee. "As long as you don't corrupt Christina. At least she's still a good girl."
"And I'm not?" Dee asked, climbing off my cock and standing with her hands on her hips facing him, my cum leaking down one of her legs.
"Dee, you're a slut, plain and simple. You'd fuck anything that hangs. That's why you're still single again: guys don't want sluts! They use sluts, they don't marry them!" he snapped. I saw her face as she turned and ran for the back door. Moments later, her feet pounded up the stairs to the rooftop deck. Even through the ceiling insulation I could hear her sobbing. "Let that be a lesson to you, Trevor. When you become a parent, don't raise sluts!"
"Russell you are a gold plated asshole!" Mary snapped from where she stood near the bedroom door. She turned and headed up to console her daughter. "Jesus," I whispered as I got out of bed, still naked. "Not cool, uncle Russell. Dee's a sweet girl," I said as I headed to the door too, Jenny and Chris following me. All of us ended up on the roof, leaving Uncle Russell alone in the kitchen. I wasn't sure what to do exactly, but I felt like after what the two of us shared the last few days that I should do something. Aunt Mary was kneeling next to Dee on the big foam pad, stroking her back while she cried. "He was an asshole," I said as I sat on the pad next to her.
She lifted her head off her arms and looked over at me with tears streaming down her face. She reached out and pulled me down with her and shifted until she rolled me on my back and she was half lying on me, our arms wrapped around each other as she broke into sobs again. I held her and let her rest her head on my shoulder as she cried, stroking my fingers up and down her back slowly, trying to comfort her. "He shouldn't have said that." I whispered.
"He's right. Men use me, they don't love me. I'm damaged goods."
"I don't think so," I was surprised to hear her sobs turn briefly into a laugh.
"God Trevor, you're such an innocent boy. It's too bad you aren't about ten years older."
"Why would that make a difference?"
She actually laughed again. "Thank you," she whispered between sniffs. "It'd make a lot of difference, but thank you anyway."
I wasn't exactly sure what it was I said, or for that matter, if what I said meant something I didn't understand, but I held her and let the last of the gasps remaining from her cry fade away. She lifted her head and kissed me before wiping her nose on her hand. "Someday someone is going to land herself a perfect gem," she whispered before pushing up from me. She walked away and headed back downstairs, still wiping her eyes and sniffing. I watched her naked butt disappear down the stairs.
"You know, after the last few days I wouldn't have pegged you for the sensitive type. But that was sweet. It really was," Aunt Mary said softly.
"I didn't really do anything." I shrugged as I sat up.
"You did exactly what she needed. And you didn't have to force it or even think about it. It just came naturally. That's something a lot of men struggle with. She's right though. Someday someone is going to catch your heart and win a real gem of a man. Now you better go get dressed. You keep lying here naked and I might have to take this nightgown off and take advantage of you again."
"Yes ma'am," I answered, getting up from the mat and heading downstairs. I stopped on the way and used the shower on the deck to clean up and then dressed in shorts and a t-shirt. By then breakfast was ready. The girls all threw in after eating to clean, sending me up to the roof to relax, saying it was my reward, but for what I still didn't understand. An hour later it was time to shove off for the roughly two hour run to the marina. We were pulled out of our cove and running up the lake at cruising speed when mom and Aunt Mary joined me up top.
