Another one for the series. Again, I pushed it out quick, be warned it may contain nuts.
... I mean errors. I hope you enjoy.
Daniel watched his aunt stroll through the arrivals lounge. She looked good, he thought. Very good. The young man noticed the resemblance between his mother and her sister. He saw similar facial features, the slight upward slant of her eyes -- which gave an impression of teasing, and the same snub, upturned nose. They shared the same bright smile, but it was the eyes that were seductive; just as he'd found his mother's to be only the night before. Their figures also alike; both had wide hips, big bust, and great legs. His aunt's legs looked superb today, Daniel observed, as she strode towards him wearing a denim skirt to mid-thigh. Her tits looked good too; the tops of which peeped from the deep V of her sleeveless tank-top and jiggled as she moved.
"Are you my lift, Danny?" Susan smiled as she shoved her sunglasses into her hair and kissed her nephew's cheek.
They hugged quickly on the busy concourse. Daniel, knowing what he did about his aunt's sexual leanings, felt his cock twitch at the contact of her body. He suppressed the desire to turn her face to his and kiss her like a lover. That kind of trick would be sure to shock and outrage the woman; his mother had told him she had a plan for Aunt Susan; all would be well if he just followed his mother's instructions.
"Susan might be free and easy, Daniel," his mother had drawled as they stood together in the kitchen of the villa earlier that morning. "But our... situation will be a shocker; even to her. You go and pick her up from the airport. Be polite... and charm her a little. Flatter her, she'll like that. Then, when you get her here, I'll work on her..." Helen's eyes took on a distant look. "My son and my sister... I hope she'll share you with me..."
Daniel had gulped at that. The thought of both women at the same time was daunting. So much had happened in the last two days. First his sister had seduced him and sucked his cock, and then his own mother had gently persuaded him to fuck. He knew his sister, Alexandra, and his father had been fucking -- and he still had unfinished business with Alex too... But as apprehensive as he was, Daniel still felt a huge surge of arousal at the prospect before him.
Helen laughed at her son's worried face. "Leave it to me, darling," she purred and kissed his mouth. "It'll be fine." Helen squeezed her son's cock through his shorts. "You'd better get going. Susan's flight will be in soon."
The heat and press of Susan's body excited Daniel as they hugged. He sniffed in the scent of her long, dark hair and hurriedly tore himself away from the embrace. If he lingered in that place any longer he'd be hard-pressed to keep an erection down.
On the drive back Daniel couldn't help but take quick, furtive glances at his aunt's legs as she sat in the seat to his right. Susan chattered away to him, with her skirt high up her thighs treating the young man to an impressive expanse of smooth, tanned leg.
Susan gave her nephew a long look when the back of his hand stroked her just above the knee during a gear change. She thought it strange that the boy's hand should stray so far across the divide from the gear stick to her seat. Daniel seemed to be concentrating on the road ahead, and Susan pushed the slight incident from her mind.
Daniel's heart was thudding in his chest. He realised his impetuous move had been unwise. He'd seen his aunt's stare out of the corner of his eye, and so decided to pay more attention to driving than to scenes of wild, incestuous debauchery. Incest, he thought and felt a tremor of arousal at the word. That's what it is we're doing. I'm fucking my mother... I'm going to, I hope, fuck my aunt. I want to fuck my sister... His cock swelled rapidly; and I want to watch my father fucking the women too...
The young man swallowed heavily and his fingers gripped the wheel tightly as an image flashed across his mind of him fucking his beautiful sister, with the girl on all fours, while his father fucked her mouth.
So much for concentrating on driving.
"Are you OK, Danny?" Susan asked. "Do you feel alright? You're sweating."
Daniel realised he'd groaned out loud at his fantasy reel and he grinned at his aunt weakly.
"Sorry," he mumbled. "I just remembered I ... That I..." He needed an excuse, quick. "I've got some work to do on my thesis. I've been lazy with it and I've just remembered." His aunt laughed. Daniel wanted to kiss her exposed throat as the woman's head tilted backwards.
"Do a little each day," Susan counselled. "It'll be done before you know it."
He nodded and decided that it would be wisest to follow his mother's advice. Let her fix things. And meanwhile he'd leave his aunt's legs, and throat, alone.
...For now.
An hour later, Susan, having showered and changed into a hot-pink bikini, lounged by the pool. She held a tall, sweating glass of something strong in her hand and looked through her sunglasses at her sister.
"Helen, darling, this is certainly the life." She raised her glass in a toast. "Cheers."
Helen grinned and raised her own thin-stemmed glass of wine in reply. "Up yours," she smirked.
"Where's Jack?" Susan asked, enquiring after her brother-in-law.
"Out in town with Alex." Helen had suggested that her husband and daughter make themselves scarce while Helen worked on her sister.
"Oh," Susan looked disappointed. 'Will they be long?"
"You just want his big cock, don't you?" Susan grinned but said nothing. "You've only just got here and you've got designs on my husband already. You're such a slut."
Susan grinned even wider at her sister's teasing. "It's the sun. Makes me feel so sexy. Sun and booze and Jack's thick dick... That's what I promised myself, sister dear."
Daniel appeared and Susan abruptly broke off her vocal appraisal of Jack's sexual prowess. She didn't notice her sister's sly smile when the boy, bare-chested and wearing baggy swim shorts, padded onto the deck.
"Ah, just the man," Helen said. "Be a love and oil up mummy's back will you." Then, to Susan's slack-jawed surprise, Helen stood and pulled her bikini briefs down her legs. After unclasping the top half of the swimsuit, Helen lay face down on the lounger and wriggled to get comfortable. "There," she smiled. "That's better. Now oil me up, Danny. I don't want to burn."
A silent Daniel squirted sun-tan oil onto his mother's bare skin and began to rub the goo all over her body. Susan continued to stare when the boy's hands slid over his mother's buttocks.
What on Earth are you doing, Helen? She thought. Nude sunbathing is a bit much in front of your own son -- she'd noticed her sister's bald mound and had been shocked that Helen could flaunt herself so brazenly in front of Daniel -- but to ask the boy to smear oil onto her body... And on her bare arse too!
"Thank you, darling," Helen crooned.
Susan noticed the decidedly smoky timbre of her sister's voice. She's turned on! Helen's getting off on having her son cover her in lotion.
"I think I can manage my front." Helen rolled onto her back and took the lotion from her son. She drizzled the stuff onto the upper slopes of her breasts and began to smear it in.
