It's Time to Fuc Me Son

Cordelia's arrival at my home was a reminder of a shameful past I thought was behind me. It was also the beginning of a sexual adventure I'd never could have imagined. My older sister and I had not been close for a long time. I blame it all on my ex-husband. I don't want to go into details, but I was so ashamed that I basically withdrew from family contact. Me and my three kids holed away and kept to ourselves. My oldest twins, Kurt and Connie, are 20. Julia, my youngest, just turned 18.

The courts were generous and gave me most of the money, his company, his mansion, and his summer home. He got some cash and was never to see us again.

I'd heard rumors that Cordelia had taken over our somewhat strange family tradition. When kids in our family turn 18, they go to spend some time with their aunt. What happens there is a strict secret.

I got married at 18 so never went for my "visit" to my Aunt Cordelia. I'd figured out long ago what went on. Our aunt seduced her nieces and nephews into incestuous relationships. It was by consent and from what I saw, my brothers and sisters benefited greatly from the experience. It's not that I was against those relationships forming. In fact, part of me had always been curious.

My Aunt Cordelia had willed her estate to my sister Cordelia (I know it's confusing). But since I had been out of touch with family, my kids did not go to her house on their 18

th

birthdays.

My curiosity was peaked when Cordelia (we call her Delia) came to live with me. Her home was undergoing some renovations and for some reason, no one else could take her in. I agreed, secretly hoping this might be a way for us to reconnect and for her to get closer to my family. And did we ever!

"Delia!" I said as she came up the walk.

"Oh, Amber - I've missed you so much!" Delia said, dropping her bags and coming in for a big hug.

Delia is seven years older than me but looks younger. She felt warm as we embraced, and our large breasts pressed against each other. I almost started crying.

"Let me look at you!" Delia said, breaking our hug and holding me by the shoulders. I stared into her blue eyes and saw a near mirror image of myself. "How long has it been?"

"Too long, Delia," I said. "Too long. I can't believe how much we look alike!"

It was true. Long wavy brown hair, fair facial features with a small nose and pert lips and a slight cleft in the chin. Both of us have big boobs with nipples that like to poke through our bras. I noticed Delia's were on full display under her coat. Despite being in our upper thirties to mid-forties - both of us have flat stomachs, slender arms and petite legs.

"You look incredible, Delia," I said. "How do you do it?"

"It's all about pleasure," she whispered in my ear.

She pulled away, giggling,

"Well, okay then!" I said, smiling.

Her joy seemed infectious.

"Come on, let me show you to your room. Kurt can take care of your bags later."

We headed off down the hall to our downstairs wing. It's separate from the rest of the house. I pushed open a door across from Kurt's room. It was a suite that we used as a guestroom.

Delia rolled her carryon into the room and looked around.

"This space is sweet!" she said. "There'll be plenty of room here for... for whatever I want to do!"

I thought that a little strange, but since I didn't know her that well, decided it was just her quirkiness.

"Do you want to freshen up or something?" I asked. "You've had a long train ride, right?"

"I guess that'd be good," Delia replied, sitting on the couch. "I've got everything I need right now," she said, patting her carryon.

"Good," I replied. "Join me when you want to for a glass of wine on the deck. We have much to catch up on."

I was a bit taken aback by how energetic and positive she was. I started regretting my decision to stay distant.

I sat out on the deck overlooking our pool. I'd spied the kids looking down on us when Delia first arrived, but they all went back to their rooms. Dinner wasn't too far away - a great time for a formal introduction.

I was on my second glass when Delia came out on the deck. She'd taken off her hooded coat. It was much warmer here, so she didn't need it. She was wearing a white silk blouse which clung tightly to her bosom, and an incredibly short skirt.

I felt pretty glum in my pants and blouse that didn't show off anything!

"You look pretty sexy, woman!" I said, eyeing her up and down.

"Oh, you like?" Delia said, twirling around, her skirt lifting up enough to reveal a black thong underneath.

"I could never dress like that," I said as Delia sat down next to me, grabbing a glass and filling it from the bottle of wine that sat between us.

"Oh yes you could, Amber!" Delia said. "You have an incredible body. You just need to show it off!"

"To whom!" I said. "It's pretty much just me and the kids. I have zero social life."

"I'm sure your kids would like to see their mom dress sexy sometimes."

"I don't know whatever for," I said.

"Oh, lighten up, Amber," Delia said. "Have some fun. Life is too short!"

I sighed. "I guess it's true - I've been pretty uptight. Since my ex and all."

"Wasn't that a long time ago?" Delia asked.

"Yeah," I said. "I don't have a good answer for that. But I am glad you're here. Tell me about yourself. Catch me up."

Delia smiled slyly. "You really want to know?"

I nodded. "So, you really are the new Aunt Cordelia?"

"I am and loving every minute of it."

"And... you actually make love to your nieces and nephews?" I said quietly, looking around to make sure none of the kids could hear.

"Yes, Amber," Delia said with a smile. "Everyone comes to visit - but only those that want to get to explore intimacy with their aunt. Nearly everyone does, though."

"Wow!" I said, trying hard not to picture Delia with a nephew's cock stuffed deep in her pussy.

"Did you learn it all from Cordelia?"

"Well," Delia said. "She and I did make love - with Nik joining us..."

"Our brother Nik?"

Delia nodded. "He's a wonderful lover, Amber. Cordelia taught him well... taught us well."

She touched my thigh. "I'm sorry you missed out on all this - all of us, sharing in this wonderful way."

I paused. "To be honest, Delia, after everything that happened, I just kind of walled myself off to sex - and to family. I've lived in a cocoon ever since."

"But you've raised some great kids," she said.

"They are wonderful, and I love them to pieces," I said. "I want you to get to know them too."

"I'm looking forward to that," Delia said.

I thought I caught a look on her face but dismissed it as just another of her quirks.

She brushed the back of her hand across my cheek. "You know, I'm here anytime to help you come out of that cocoon."

I looked into her eyes. There was caring there, love, and something else - a hunger? I was mesmerized. She leaned in, just a little.

"Um, uh," I said, flustered. "You know, I better start dinner. Want to help?"

I stood quickly, breaking whatever spell had been there.

"Um, sure," Delia said slowly.

We went into the kitchen and put together a marvelous dinner. The kids were immediately enamored with Delia, especially Kurt. I caught him gazing at her incredible boobs more than once. I wondered if Kurt was picturing Delia without her clothes on. I caught myself as an image of the two of them in bed popped into my head. My own son with his aunt? No way. There was just this sensuality that Delia gave off - maybe that was all.

Over the next few days, Delia found time with each of my kids - even shy Julia. Kurt warmed up to her nicely. They seemed super comfortable with each other.

Later in the week, Julia and Connie and I were supposed to go to a graduation party. At the last second Connie said she wasn't feeling well and stayed behind. She must have spent some time with Delia because after that, the two of them seemed very close.

Even Kurt and Connie fought less and looked as if they might actually love each other. Maybe having Delia here was good all around.

As I watched Delia interact with my kids, my mind went to naughty places. I guess it was knowing that she'd fucked my kids' cousins that did it. I found myself dreaming of Kurt and Connie fucking Delia. I woke up from one dream with my pussy sopping wet. I hate to admit it, but I started touching myself and brought myself to an orgasm, picturing Delia licking Connie's pussy - or was she licking mine?

I became infatuated with my sister. I watched her boobs sway, and her nipples push out of her bra. I found myself wanting to see her in short skirts so I could catch a glimpse of her sexy underwear.

On a shopping trip with Julia, I even bought some new things for myself - thin bras and matching panties, short skirts, and tight-fitting blouses. Was I going crazy?

"Mom - these are awesome!" Julia said as I emerged from the dressing room. "You've

got

to get these. I haven't seen you look this good in - well - forever!"

"Too much?" I said.

"Not at all!" Julia said. "I think Delia's been a good influence on you."

After I dropped Julia off at a friend's, I returned to the mall and had my pussy waxed - something I hadn't done in a long time. I

was

feeling pretty sexy.

That night I wore my sexy new outfit to dinner. I saw raised eyebrows and looks of surprise on everyone's face but Julia.

"Wow, Mom," Kurt said, looking me up and down. "That's some outfit!"

I liked the attention of my son. It made me feel pretty, and a little naughty.

"I so approve, Mom," Connie said, touching my blouse and skirt. "You look downright hot!"

"Thank you, I think," I said, a little embarrassed that I was getting so carried away.

Delia smiled and nodded at me, her eyes moving lower to my boobs. I followed her gaze and realized that the thin bra and blouse were not hiding my nipples, which had begun to harden. I should have been embarrassed, but I wasn't and made no effort to cover them.

I caught Kurt checking out my nipples several times. For some reason it didn't bother me.

Later that night, Delia met me in my room. We'd started meeting there after dinner to continue our conversations about life and family.

"A bottle of wine?" Delia said as she entered and closed the door to the master suite. "What's the occasion?"

"I don't know," I said, opening the bottle and pouring two tall glasses. "Just celebrating feeling freedom to be me after all these years."

"Good for you!" Delia said, grabbing a glass and lifting it in the air. "Here's to new beginnings and new experiences!"

"I'll drink to that!" I said clinking her glass.

We shared stories for a while. When the conversation waned, I got up the courage to ask a question I'd been pondering.

"What's it like... being with a relative and all?"

Delia raised an eyebrow. "You mean sexually?"

I nodded.

She laid her hand on my bare thigh.

"I don't know how graphic you want me to get here," she said, searching my eyes.

"I really want to know," I said, genuinely curious.

"Well," Delia started. "I see my job as introducing them to their own sensuality in a safe space. I may do some seducing but only to get the conversation - and the connection going."

"Uh huh," I answered.

"Take Peter, for instance," Delia said.

"Judy's son?"

"Right. He was a virgin when he came to visit. Quite the physical specimen - reminds me of Kurt, actually. Anyway, all I did was show him interest and dress in a sexy bathing suit. I could tell he was interested in me, so I asked him to apply sunscreen to my body. He seemed to enjoy it, so I asked him some questions about what he liked sexually."

"I thought he was a virgin?" I said.

"He was. He and his girlfriend had just made out. But he dreamed of her giving him a blowjob and fucking her in the ass."

"Oh my!" I said.

"I know, right?" Delia said. "So, I told him that sounded like fun and would he like me to suck his dick."

"You did?"

"I did. And he let me strip him and suck his dick until he came in my mouth."

"Shit!" I said, surprised at how arousing her description was to me.

"So, we went to my room, and I let him strip me, lick my nipples and my pussy - then put his fat dick inside and spurt his creamy cum in me. Ooh, it gets me turned on just thinking about it."

"And your ass too?" I said, trying not to picture it.

"Oh yes," she said.

I stared at her for a few seconds, my mind reeling and my pussy itching.

"We had a wonderful time making love to each other. And though I probably shouldn't tell you, he also fucked his sisters and Judy."

I raised my eyebrows in surprise. "All of them... intimate with each other?"

"Oh yes. And they love it. I have the whole family over now and again for an impromptu orgy. They all have other relationships - but they still like to visit their aunt too."

I started picturing my sisters making love to each other. It was very arousing. I'd seen pictures of Peter - and he did look a lot like Kurt. I wondered what they both looked like with no clothes and a hard on.

"You know, Delia, it's dawning on me that maybe I've deprived my kids of something really special."

"You haven't actually," Delia said.

"Say what?" I said.

"You haven't deprived them of anything. At least not Kurt and Connie. They're adults, you know."

"I'm aware," I said, now very curious. "You mean that while you've been here you... and they..."

Delia looked at me and smiled. "Yes, Amber. It has been so delightful. And... Kurt is an even better lover than Peter - and especially gentle and loving with Connie."

I was dumbstruck. "You made love to two of my kids under my own roof and I didn't know about it?"

Delia laughed softly. "It's a big house, you know."

I sat silently for a few seconds. It wasn't like I had any reason to be angry. My kids are adults, and they can make adult decisions. And I believed Delia that everything was done in a very supportive way. My thoughts went back to my dream and the tingles in my pussy got stronger.

"What's happening to me?" I said.

"Are you having feelings, Amber?" Delia said, lazily stroking my thigh with her fingers.

"What makes you think that?" I asked.

"Well, your nipples for one," Delia said. "They've gotten noticeably more erect - very arousing to me, if you want to know the truth."

"I know I shouldn't but I'm feeling very aroused too. I even had this dream where you were licking Connie's pussy - and then mine. I woke up and did something I haven't done in a while - brought myself to an orgasm."

"Mm," Delia said softly, her fingers moving further up and down my thigh. "Is that something you wish you could do in real life?"

"Delia, I feel like the last few days have done a number on me - changed me, or maybe woken me up to something that's been dormant for a long time.

"So that's a yes?" Delia said, her fingers traveling up to the hem of my skirt and just under it.

"I, um, I think it is."

Delia looked up in my eyes, leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. "Just relax," she said. "Let yourself feel."

She kissed my cheek and then my neck. When her tongue gently licked the side of my neck, it sent chills up and down my body.

"Oh," I murmured.

Delia came back up, turned my face towards hers and kissed me on the lips. It was a light kiss, just her lips against mine, but the chills multiplied. I was kissing my sister!

"Mm," Delia purred as she moved back. "I love how your lips feel on mine."

"It, um, was nice," I said, nervous but also aroused.

Delia came back in and this time her tongue pushed at my lips. I opened my mouth and let my tongue touch hers. I felt an instant sensation in my pussy. Her warm wetness entered my mouth, and we swirled our tongues around each other. I couldn't believe what I was doing!

Delia's hand went further up my skirt and brushed across the front of my panties.

"You're wet!" Delia said, withdrawing her finger and licking it. "And you taste so good!"

My pelvis started moving up and down - a mind of its own.

"Oh, that felt good," I said quietly.

Delia came back in, and we kissed - more urgently this time. Her hand went back under my skirt and started rubbing my pussy lips. My hips started moving in a circle. I couldn't believe the feelings her fingers generated.

When she ventured under my panties and touched my labia, my hips shot up in the air.

"Oh!" I gasped. "What's happening?"

"You've never had a woman touch you before?" Delia asked, rubbing me, caressing me, touching me.

I shook my head.

"You are going to love this," she said, coming back in and kissing me.

Her fingers went lower and suddenly I felt something enter me.

"Mm, mm, mm," I moaned, my mouth still connected to Delia's.

Her fingers began to move in and out, in and out, in and out. My hips moved up and down and around.

Moments later, Delia broke off and got down off the couch, pushing my legs apart and reaching for the hem of my panties.

"I'm going to take these off you now, is that okay?" she said. "I think you want me to make you cum."

"I do. I do," I said, my mind fuzzy and my pussy aching.

After she removed my panties, Delia pulled on the elastic band of my skirt and took it off as well.

She kissed the inner parts of my thighs. The closer to my pussy she got, the more feelings her kisses aroused in me.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!" I moaned.

Her mouth got closer to my pussy and my hips rocked harder. When she kissed my mound, I took in a quick breath.

"Oh!"

"You're so smooth, Amber," Delia said, rubbing pussy juice across my baldness.

"I, I just had that done. Do you like it?"

"I love it!" Delia said. "Now watch. You're about to cum and I want you to enjoy it to the fullest!"

Delia moved down slightly and kissed my pussy lips. Her tongue came out and she licked my slit up and down.

"Oh! Oh! Ah! Oh!" I groaned.

My hips started to spasm and my pussy tingled. I felt like I had to pee - like some pressure of pleasure was building up in me and wanted to burst out.

Her mouth found my clit and her tongue played with it, going back and forth and then sucking in.

"Oh no, oh no," I moaned. "I'm... you're... oh no, oh!"

Her tongue licked my pussy again and pushed into my vagina. The pitch of my voice rose. I was out of control - reaching an unbelievable climax.

"OH, OH, OH, OH OHHHHHHH!"

Suddenly my entire body convulsed. My stomach contracted and my hips shot forward. My body was overtaken with wave after wave of pleasure. I saw a squirt of liquid spurt from my pussy and into Delia's mouth, then another, and another. Every time my hips spasmed, a little liquid shot out.

Delia swallowed every drop and continued to kiss and lick me as my orgasm began to slowly subside.

I pulled her up and as we kissed, I tasted my own juice for the first time on her tongue. I was so grateful and high on the feeling she had given me.

"Oh, wow!" I said, breathless.

"I could tell you enjoyed that!" Delia said, her hands gently brushing across my blouse.

My nipples were super hard and sensitive. Her touch sent new feelings of pleasure through me.

"Why don't we take that off," she said, pulling on my blouse.

I lifted my arms, and she stood, taking off the blouse and tossing it to the side. She undid her own blouse and after letting it fall, reached behind and undid her bra. Those incredible breasts that I'd been admiring burst forth and she sloughed the bra off her arms.

She then pulled off her skirt and panties in one move. Standing in front of me, I could see why Kurt and Connie had been so attracted to her. She too was bald, and her labia were swollen, and her nipples erect.

"Do you want to kiss me?" she asked.

I looked at her breasts - so inviting, so lovely, and nodded. Delia came close and offered a breast to my mouth. I had never touched or put my mouth on a woman's breast before. I kissed her nipple. It felt soft. I took it into my mouth and licked it.