Chapter 810 - KATY'S BOOBS CH. 04 & 05

"What if I could guarantee that Jack would never spy on Katy again, without causing the slightest scandal in this family?"

"How?"

"You'll just have to trust me...."

That had been three days ago, between my aunt Ellen and me. Although the general plan itself was now well-formulated in my scheming mind, I had yet to find the right set of circumstances in which to hatch the thing. During this time, in a kind of unspoken agreement, Aunt Ellen had refrained from confronting her 20-year-old son, Jack, or her 18-year-old daughter, Katy, on the suspicion that the two of them were either fooling around incestuously or that Jack was spying on his sister in a very naughty and sexual way.

The truth, of course, was that the two siblings had been sleeping with each other for some time, which I knew for an absolute fact, having witnessed an actual session of their incest firsthand. But that wasn't the whole truth—at least, it wasn't anywhere near the whole truth as far as what my aunt knew. For there was also the wonderful fact that I, too, had fucked my horny little cousin Katy. Unfortunately, Katy, being unable to see my face, had believed it had been her own brother giving her a second dose of cock in the same night, so this incredible truth was known only to me.

Now add to the mix that I, perhaps the luckiest 18-year-old on Earth, have also been having sex with my aunt and perhaps, my good friend, you'll truly be impressed. Or perhaps merely confused. Well, it's your job to catch yourself up on this amazing story. My job was to work out the situation so that I might actually get another chance to fuck my cousin Katy with her not only knowing it was me, but WANTING it to be me!

Waiting for the right time for me to hatch my plan was really tough. For the last two nights I'd had no choice but to pretend to be asleep while my older cousin, Jack, had quietly slipped from the room we'd been sharing only to return 20 or 30 minutes later. He had been in Katy's bed, of course. I was becoming quite jealous, as well as extremely horny, knowing that this boy was blowing his load with the help of his own sister. In the most morbid of ways it had also been a huge turn-on to be privy to their sexual encounters. Knowing what the inside of my cousin's vagina felt like—not to mention what it was like to squeeze her gloriously enormous boobs—only fueled my naked lust.

As what I would consider a very nice consolation, I had been lucky enough to have sex with my aunt one more time in the last three days. Yesterday, there had been a few hours where we had once again had the house to ourselves, and Aunt Ellen had taken this opportunity to reassure me that she had been to the pharmacy to get the "morning after" pill. I learned that the dose was in fact two pills, taken some hours apart, to ensure that any conception that had possibly taken place during our union (I had cum inside her twice in the same day) was destroyed. When she had been explaining this to me, I believe she had been trying to add, "We should've been more careful." But in a huge Freudian slip, these were the actual words to come out: "We should be more careful."

This had gotten me staring at her closely. The shift in grammar implied there would be future encounters. Somewhat nervously, I called her on that. She could only blush and look down. So I immediately moved to her, embraced her, and began nuzzling her neck. In response, she had looped her arms around me and allowed our embrace to turn into good old-fashioned making out.

Making out had turned into frantic stripping and dropping to the middle of the living room floor. To my delight and surprise, my aunt had straddled me and lowered herself right down on me, lovingly caressing my balls and shaft as she'd slid my hard cock into her pussy.

Moving slowly up and down, she smiled down at me. "Yes, my dear Tommy, we really MUST be careful now. Please let me know if you're going to cum, okay honey?"

"Okay," I said, grinning back up at her.

In the suddenness of it all, and feeling this wonderfully taboo pussy clenching my cock, I had not lasted very long this time. We managed to prolong it a few minutes at least: I would give a grunted warning, Aunt Ellen would whip herself off of me, wait a few seconds while staring hopefully at my glistening cock, then climb back up slip my penis back inside her once I'd managed to stave off my orgasm. We accomplished this three or four times, just long enough for her to have a pretty nice orgasm for herself, before the final time when I shouted out, "This is it!"

Aunt Ellen had lifted her pussy off me the final time, then very generously stroked my wet cock furiously with both hands, shouting "that's my boy" as a fountain of thick white semen spewed out of my convulsing cock in several powerful bursts. When I'd finished cumming, we had fun cleaning my semen from where it had splattered on various parts of our body. Best of all, unlike the other times we had fucked, Aunt Ellen did not say this must be our last. I knew now that I could probably have my aunt sexually just about any time I wanted.

But right now I had to concentrate on another member of my family: my cousin Katy. I wanted her too, badly. As a horny and foolish young man, I thought less about actual love and more about pure lust as my mind raced to consider all the variables in my plan. If I didn't pull it off flawlessly, there would be repercussions that would alter the very fabric of this family. Applying my aunt's words of caution to this new situation, I had to be VERY careful.

I had decided that the best circumstance in which to approach Katy with the first phase of my plan required her to be away from the house or work, somewhere isolated so that if for some reason she totally freaked out, screaming and scratching, it would not be around many witnesses. The circumstances were now approaching as I sat musing in the passenger seat of Jack's truck. We were driving to a semi-secret section of the river called Hell's Mouth. I don't know why it was named that, because the locale was quite beautiful. It was a place where the river shifted in a natural elbow. At this juncture, the normally swift-flowing river slowed and pooled into an awesome swimming hole. On one side of the hole several massive rocks jutted out, making for a thrilling but not suicidal 15- or 20-foot diving point.

Jack and I were going to meet Katy and her 19-year-old friend, Shelly, who were already at Hell's Mouth, having come a couple of hours earlier in Shelly's car. Jack had managed to score some booze and snacks, which was probably why we'd been invited to what would've been just a couple of girls laying out.

It took about 30 minutes to drive out from the small town to a point off a county road where it required another 10 minutes or so of hiking to get to the secluded Hell's Mouth. Jack parked off the road and we got out to get the supplies. Almost immediately I heard him shout, "Holy fucking shit!"

"What's wrong?"

"I grabbed the wrong fucking box! Look!"

Following his pointing gesture I glanced at the average-sized cardboard box that Jack had just opened. Inside were about thirty DVD cases. No booze, no snacks.

Trying to look as surprised as possible I said, "What the hell, dude?"

Jack shrugged, shaking his head in disbelief. He worked at the video store in town, and in preparation for this day he had hidden his illegally-acquired booze (he was only 20) in a box that looked like several others. To keep it low-profile, especially from his boss, he had set it in the back office next to another box known to be filled with extra DVD cases. Jack had told me this when I was hanging out with him in the video store for the last 30 minutes of his shift. Just before he left, while he was helping a customer, I had quickly slipped into the back office and switched the two boxes around.

Containing my excitement that this dirty little trick had worked, I said, "Well, we have to go get the stuff."

Jack said, "Okay. Goddammit!." When we both started to climb back into his truck, Jack turned to me and said, "Tom, you should just go ahead and hike on down there. We don't both need to go, and the girls will wonder what the hell is taking us so long."

Paused for effect. "Okay."

I got out and watched him for a moment, driving back up the road, back to town. I could see him cursing and slapping the steering wheel. I would now have a good hour or so alone with the girls before being joined again by Jack. I smiled broadly and turned to proceed down the narrow trail to Hell's Mouth.

The girls were expecting us but since they didn't know exactly when we'd be showing up I decided to make my way down to the swimming hole as quietly as I could. Remember, at the end of this trail, either near or in the water, were going to be two sexy girls in their bikinis. Well, I knew at least that Katy would be wearing her skimpy new black bikini. Shelly was taller, skinnier and more flat-chested than Katy, but she had quite the sexy body, too, so I doubted she'd be wearing anything too modest.

I could not have been better rewarded for my pains against poor Jack. As I made my way through the trees I could see the girls. They were laying out on a little beach-like section at the edge of the swimming hole. They were on their backs on long brightly colored towels.

And they were topless.

With a freshly pounding heart and a quickly growing erection, I approached to within about 15 or 20 yards of them, worried that any closer would alert them to my presence. I kept myself covered behind a thick tree-trunk and some bushes. I went right into voyeur mode, staring and salivating at the sight before me.

My cousin Katy was of course the primary object of my lust, laying there with her soft dark hair spread out, the little strings of her bikini bottoms clinging to her rounded hips, and with her big beautiful perfect tits pointing right up at the blue sky above. I could just make out that her nipples were somewhat hard, perhaps stimulated by the gentle breeze wafting over the water. Her eyes were closed. She was relaxed.

I finally diverted my attention to Shelly, realizing that I was seeing her naked—well, half naked—for the first time. Her bikini bottoms were the color of gold, and as suspected they were no less skimpy than Katy's bottoms. Shelly's hips were more bony and less shapely than Katy's, but her legs seemed to go on forever. Her whole body was long, slender and model-perfect. Above the bottoms her stomach was flat as a table. I knew she had nice little breasts, just enough to push out a shirt slightly, but they looked quite flat when she laid back like this. To remind me they were there, I was pleasantly surprised to see that this natural blond also had very well-pronounced nipples. They too were poking up and saluting the breeze.

I watched them for several minutes, feeling my erection strain against my swim trunks.

I managed to duck just in time when Katy suddenly popped her head up to glance around. As I continued peering carefully through the bushes, I knew she hadn't seen or heard me; I think she was just becoming curious as to where Jack and I were. Because this part of the river was very quiet—there was virtually no wind blowing through the trees—I could just hear Katy's voice when she began talking with Shelly.

"We should probably turn over or cover up," she said. "The boys will be here any minute."

"And won't it give them a thrill," Shelly replied, grinning but keeping her eyes closed.

Katy smiled at her. "I'm sure Tom would enjoy seeing you like this."

Shelly said, "Girl, he wouldn't even notice my little tits if he saw yours first."

They both giggled, then flopped over. I was disappointed to lose sight of their naked breasts, but they both had nice little asses, too. Shelly's was kind of flat, but Katy's was exquisitely rounded. Christ, I wanted my cousin!

For a few more minutes they chatted about pretty much nothing, all the while glancing around from time to time, expecting to see Jack and me, ready to tie their bikini tops back on.

Shelly said, "I should go pee before they get here."

"Yeah, me too," Katy said.

They both sat up and I was very happy to see they didn't reach for their tops. Shelly was the first to stand. She looked around for a moment, obviously contemplating where to go to the bathroom, but with a shrug to no one in particular she turned and stepped a few paces into the water, about knee deep. She started reaching for her bottoms.

Katy exclaimed, "Shelly, what are you doing?"

"Going pee, silly." She pulled her golden-colored bottoms down and I was now presented with a perfectly shaved pussy. I was a bit of a distance away, but I swear I could just make out the lines of her little pink vulva.

I felt my hard cock give an eager twitch. Okay, I wanted Shelly now, too.

She squatted slightly, her bottoms down at her knees, then proceeded to let a solid stream of urine squirt from her pussy and into the water. Katy made a kind of "eeww" sound. Still pissing, Shelly replied, "Oh relax, honey, I'm peeing into a million gallons of water, and the river's moving. My pee will be gone by the time we go swimming in it, and I really couldn't be bothered with hiking into the woods where I could get poison oak."

I could hear the sound of Shelly's pee splashing into the water. I don't know why, but the vivid rawness of this act sent shivers through me. My balls contracted, and I could tell I'd strained the front of my trunks with a spot of precum. This certainly wasn't part of my plan, but I wasn't complaining!

As Shelly's stream continued to jet forth, Katy finally stood up and stretched, allowing her full heavy breasts to giggle fluidly when she brought her arms down. "Well," she said, "why not?"

She marched into the water, near Shelly who smiled at her. To my utter delight I watched Katy peel down her own black bikini bottoms and squat back a little. Shelly was just finishing up a few last little squirts when Katy finally let loose her own modest stream. At this point I was getting frustrated by the leaves of the bush in front of me that were obscuring my view of my cousin's own trim bush.

As she pulled up her bottoms, Shelly looked right at Katy's urinating pussy and said casually, "I thought you were going for the full shave."

Katy followed Shelly's gaze to examine her own very neatly trimmed patch of pubic hair. She said, "I don't know. I think it looks kind of cute with a little hair."

"But boys just love a bald kitty, you know. I think all men are pedophiles at heart."

Katy chuckled, causing her pee to jet out a little harder. I could barely contain myself. My head was swimming. If I had a camcorder, I would be able to make thousands off of selling a video of what was taking place before my eyes.

Continuing in her casual tone, Shelly said, "I'm not sure which guy I should flirt with today, Jack or Tom?"

Katy's stream of urine was beginning to subside. She said, "Neither."

Shelly frowned (as did I). "You're always so protective of your brother."

"Because I know you'd just have fun with him and toss him aside," Katy said, finally finishing up and straightening. "You would break Jack's heart. He doesn't need that distraction just before college."

I considered Katy's explanation. Shelly was indeed known to be quite the tease, so what Katy said had merit. Lord knows, I'd tried all the moves I could on Shelly the last few summers I'd been visiting, including this one, but I'd never gotten so much as a first date. However, I suspected the truth was that Katy saw Jack not just as her brother anymore but as a kind of boyfriend, and she wanted Jack for herself. It was clear by the discussion that Shelly hadn't the slightest clue that the siblings were really lovers.

"What about Tommy?" Shelly asked. My heart skipped a beat.

"Same answer," Katy said, pulling up her bottoms and adjusting one of the ties of material at her hip.

Shelly said, "Hey, you can't protect BOTH of them from me! Not when it's going to be just us and alcohol for the next few hours. It's not like you get to play with them...well, perhaps Tommy."

Katy shot Shelly a look. "What?"

Shelly let out a little laugh. "He's just a cousin. That's legal, right?"

Katy stammered, she actually blushed and looked down. Interesting.

"Well," said Shelly, "If you won't let me have Jack and you don't want Tommy, I might let him get somewhere with me. The poor boy's been after me for years!" Another laugh.

The two of them were still standing there, cooling their feet in the water, still quite topless. Katy smiled at her blond friend. "Wow, what's gotten into you lately? Suddenly you're craving Man."

Shelly batted her eyes in a look of mock innocence. "Who, me?" The innocent expression turned into a seductively sinister grin, and I could almost sense a couple of little red horns sprouting from her skull. "Maybe I'll make Tommy a happy man today. Let him know how good I am at sucking cock."

Katy had been about to admonish her forward friend, but they were both suddenly startled by the sound of cracking wood as a branch on which I'd been leaning heavily had given way under my weight. In my dizzying trance of lust I completely lost my balance and fell straight down ahead of me and into the leafy bush. Trying to avoid crashing on top of my own stiff erection, I flailed around, making even more noise as I disentangled myself from the leaves and branches. Of course I was also 100% busted, so all I could do was stand up and face the music once I'd gotten out of the mess.

Shelly and Katy were still standing there in the water, in shock, only now they were instinctively crossing their arms over their breasts. I looked down.

"Goddammit, Tom!" Katy screamed. "You fucking pervert!"

Shelly shouted, "Where's Jack? Jack, show yourself, you coward!"

Swallowing, I looked up again. In a weak voice I said, "He's not here."

"What?"

I repeated it, a little louder. "He had to go back for something, back in town."

I was toast, I knew it. So much for my big plan. Katy was completely red in the face. Her arms could barely contain her massive boobs. She succeeded only in squishing them heavily into her body, and they swelled out in all directions. Shelly had it much easier, basically just cupping her little titties with her hands. I also noticed that Shelly's initial look of shock and anger had already converted into something more like bemusement, perhaps even a little mischievousness.

"How long have you been spying on us?" she asked, her tone much more conversational now.

I mumbled, "A while."

"I can't hear you. Dammit, Tommy, step over here and explain yourself. How long have you been watching us?"

I approached. My heart was pounding, just as hard as that first night when I'd finally built up the courage to peek at Katy's precious boobs only to nearly be discovered by her brother before that lucky bastard had climbed into his sister's bed and fucked her. I stopped near the water's edge, where there towels and bikini tops were.

"Answer me," Shelly insisted.

"Twenty...twenty minutes, maybe," I said quietly, completely defeated.

Katy's eyes went wide. Shelly said, "Oh my god, you watched us go pee, didn't you, you little perv!"

I nodded. "I'm sorr—"

"Oh no, don't you even BEGIN to apologize. You knew exactly what you were doing. You knew you should've made a noise or called out as soon as you saw us, but you wanted to get your jollies off looking at us naked, didn't you?"

I said nothing. What could I say? I could only stand here and take a beating.

Shelly looked at Katy, then back to me. To my surprise, she actually laughed. "Well, you definitely got an eyeful, and Jesus Christ look at that!" She pointed, exposing one of her little breasts.

knew what she was pointing at, and I turned as beet-red as Katy when I realized that my cock was still very hard and the two girls were now staring at the tent it was making in my shorts, with the precum stain still quite wet. Being that they were swimming trunks I had no underwear on underneath, so there was nothing to help keep my erection better contained.

"Oh my god," Katy gasped.

Shelly gave an acknowledging nod toward my crotch. "Well, this is quite a situation we're in. Shit, after all you've seen, and what we're seeing now, I don't know why we're bothering to cover up." She lowered her other hand and then placed her hands on her hips, akimbo, and once again there were her little boobs for all to see. Although they were small, they were still a nice fleshy handful, and there were no tan lines, just smooth mounds of flesh peaked by hard pink nipples.

Katy turned to her, still tightly grasping her own flesh mounds. "Jesus, Shelly!"

Shelly said, "What the hell difference does it make? The boy's seen our chests. Big deal. I don't have much to show anyway, so who cares now?"

Katy looked down. "I can't believe this."

There was a moment of silence. I tried to stare without really staring at Shelly's tits. Despite the situation, her nipples were quite clearly hard. Was she...was she getting off on this? I could barely allow myself to even consider it. No matter the situation, I knew it was Shelly who was in charge now.

She said, "Tom, do you realize the royal ass-kicking Jack is going to give you when he gets here and learns you were spying on his sister? And just think of what Katy's parents will say!"

I could feel my master plan falling to pieces right here. I pleaded with them, "Shelly, Katy, please, I am so sorry. It was a stupid immature idiotic thing. No one needs to know about this. I'll do anything to make it up to you. Anything! You own me now!"

It was all I could do, throw myself at the mercy of the court. An all or nothing shot. Already I could tell that Shelly was getting a kick out of the whole thing. But it was clear that Katy was still troubled. Her eyes were still on my crotch, but my erection was starting to fade as my fear grew, and she didn't seem truly focused on it.

Shelly said, "We 'own' you now, eh? I like the sound of that." She turned to Katy. "You know, I think the only way to get back at our boy Tommy here is to make him suffer the same humiliation we did." As she said this, gesturing with one hand, her tits giggled, and despite the situation I found myself growing hard again. I mean, I was now less than ten feet from two young, sexy topless chicks, only one of whom was still trying to cover her upper nudity.

Katy broke from her reverie and turned to Shelly. In a voice that was much more in control, more the tone of confidence Katy normally employed, she said, "What did you have in mind?"

"Hmm." Shelly looked me up and down, smiling as she dwelled on my obvious erection again. She said to me, "Strip."

I blinked. "Excuse me?"

"Strip, Tommy."

I did nothing for a moment. Then to my horror a new sinful gleam sparked in Katy's eyes. She was nodding, as if coming to her own internal decision about something.

"Yeah," she said, "you got to see our goods, you little pervert. Now we get to see yours."

Shelly gave her signature laugh. "That's my girl, Katy! Now you're taking charge!"

They both turned back to me, and as one voice they bellowed: "STRIP!"

For another few seconds I considered the situation. After the initial shock of being caught spying on them, I began to realize that they weren't going to physically hurt me, nor did it seem like they were going to tell anyone. It would be "mutually assured destruction" of reputation if they did, because I could also tell people what I saw them doing. In any case, I was a horny boy in front of two hot girls who were ordering me to strip. If this was a form of punishment I was ready for it. I kicked off my Keens, then my shirt...and finally my shorts, down in one quick swoop.

I stood up straight and let my hands fall to my side. I'm in pretty good shape, tall and slender with a muscular build, so I really had nothing to worry about. My cock was sticking boldly out at a fully erect angle, the tip glistening in the sun as a new drop of precum oozed involuntarily from my urethra.

The women went silent. They both stared openly and unapologetically at my midsection. I knew from the couple of girls I'd slept with that I also had nothing to be ashamed of when it came to the size of my penis. In fact, I could be quite proud. And I was, because just the sight of it had thrown these two women into a bit of distraction. Nice.

I studied their expressions. Shelly's eyebrows were arched, her mouth in the shape of an O, as if utterly mesmerized by what she beheld. Katy's eyebrows were actually furrowed, her face in a kind of considering frown. It didn't seem that she was all that bothered by seeing her own cousin's penis. It was more like she was trying to figure out (perhaps?) the strange sense of familiarity about it.

This staring period lasted about twenty seconds or so. Shelly was the first to recover. She said, "Wow, ask and ye shall receive. That's a pretty nice rod you've got there, Tommy. I'm beginning to regret blowing you off all these years."

"Thanks," I mumbled.

"Don't thank me, asshole. I'm still mad at you! Just trying to think of the best form of torture."

I swallowed. Torture?

Shelly turned to Katy. "What do you think, babe? Is it too much to cut his balls off?"

Katy said, "A nice thought, but too gory. No, I want to embarrass this boy. In fact, I really want to teach him a lesson once and for all. I know he's been sneaking peaks at me whenever he visits. He's always been a little pervert. Haven't you, Tommy?"

My blood boiled at this. I wanted to shout back right then and there that I knew her incestuous little secret as well as the fact that I had also secretly fucked her and was the one who REALLY made her cum, not her minute-man brother! But I managed to bite my tongue. If there was ever going to be a chance of resuming my big plan, I had to keep this information contained for now. Until something really painful or weird happened, I was resolved to endure the girls' "torture."

"I know! I know!" Shelly suddenly blurted. "We're going to do this eye-for-an-eye. Tommy got to see us naked. Now we're seeing him naked. Tommy got to see us go pee, so..."

Katy grinned widely and took over. "Yes! Let's see how Tommy feels about peeing in front of women!" In her zeal, Katy had loosened her grip on her mammoth mounds, and I could now see a good 80 or 90% of her boobs, including at least one nipple.

"Awesome," said Shelly. She nodded toward me. "So, go for it, Tommy."

I looked at her. "Are you kidding?"

"No!" she scowled. "Start pissing!"

"Wait!" Katy said. "Tommy, step into the river here. Don't pee all over our towels."

"Oh, yeah," said Shelly.

In full humility I stepped forward, closer to the girls, and I was now standing roughly between them, only a few feet away, the water coming to the middle of my calves.

"Do it!" Shelly ordered.

I looked down. I was still fully hard, rendering the act of urination impossible. "I can't," I said, truthfully.

"You don't have to go?"

"No," I said, gesturing to my boner. "I can't do it like this."

Katy frowned, "Goddammit, why are you still hard when we're trying to humiliate you?"

Shelly crossed her arms again, not to cover herself (her small breasts and nipples were still quite visible), but to contemplate the situation. She cocked her hips slightly and stared at my pole again. Then she snapped her fingers.

"The fucker is getting OFF on this, Katy," she said. "Guy's can't pee when they're hard." She licked her lips, zeroing in on my cock. "And boy is this guy HARD."

"So what are we going to do?" Katy asked, with feigned innocence.

"The only thing for it," Shelly replied, "is to relieve some of the pressure."

"How?"

"Good question." Shelly finally raised her eyes to meet mine. In that moment, I could feel a very certain impulse: Shelly was enjoying this too. She was getting as horny as me, and she was using this "torture" session as an excuse to have some very naughty fun.

Or, at least I hoped.

She took a step closer to me, close enough so that all I'd have to do is reach out and grab her around the waist if I wanted to. I could smell her hair. My mouth watered.

She looked me right in the eye. In a low, husky voice, she said, "Stroke it."

There was a pause. I was staring right back at Shelly and couldn't see Katy's expression. I knew she had heard but had remained quiet. Shelly said it again, a little more firmly.

"Stroke it!"

But this time I held my ground. "No."

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me."

"But we want you to pee."

"And I need to cum first."

"So make yourself cum!"

"No!"

"Fine, you fucking pervert, I will make you cum!"

Shelly grabbed my cock.

I let out a gasp of mutual surprise and pleasure. In about one second Shelly was already furiously stroking me. It was clumsy stroking at first, because Shelly was still looking boldly into my eyes, not really concerned about her exact grip. Her look was intense. It was as if she was daring me to dare HER to keep going. So I gave her a look right back that said, I absolutely dare you, bitch!

Katy blurted, "Shelly, what the fuck!"

"The boy thinks he has some self-control," Shelly said, her eyes still on mine. "We'll see about that." She gave me a real squeeze, making me wince. She said, "I bet you can't last thirty seconds, though guy."

The challenge was on. I knew I could last at least thirty seconds. Shelly's grip was still somewhat clumsy, a little rough, and there was still the shock to my system of the fact that one girl was suddenly jacking me off in front of another, in front of my own cousin.

Katy.

I finally blinked away from Shelly's stare-down and glanced over at Katy. Instead of the look of horror I'd expected to see on her face, I saw only intense interest. She was watching this sudden sex act very closely. She was even leaning forward slightly, riveted to my pulsing penis, and she'd pretty much forgotten about properly covering her tits, which now hung heavily, obscured only slightly by her slender arms.

Stroked me, Shelly stroked me aggressively. If this had been a regular session of heavy petting, I would have begged Shelly to slow down, to loosen her grip. But of course this was not normal. This was my "torture," and the skinny blond girl stroking my cock had committed to making me cum in thirty seconds flat. Well, that time had come and gone, and I was holding on, well, firmly.

As if she'd also been counting the seconds, Katy said, matter-of-factly, "He hasn't cum."

Shelly frowned and finally looked down. She adjusted her grip, barely able to get her fingers around my shaft, which she began more sensuously massaging, pulling and slightly twisting the skin up and down. "This should do it," she said. She leaned over, and for a breathless second I thought she was going to put my cock in her mouth! But it was only to produce a healthy amount of spit, dropping it right from her pursed lips and onto the fingers she'd momentarily opened from around my cock. She quickly closed her fingers again, and now her freshly lubricated hand went back to the slow, steady corkscrewing motion on my penis.

It was...wonderful. Oh Lord Jesus Christ it was fucking good! But still I fought the urge to cum. At least another minute went by.

"Amazing," I heard Katy say.

Shelly was smiling now. "We've got ourselves a marathon runner here. But I will NOT be disappointed." This whole time, Shelly had been facing me, reaching directly out to stroke me. Now she stepped close to me, her breath warm on my shoulder. Then she was more or less behind me. In this new position she was able to get a better grip that now matched the angle I would be using had it been my own hand. With her free hand she reached around found my swollen balls, beginning to give them a loving massage, perfectly timed with her up and down stroking on my cock.

I let our an audible sigh.

"That's it, my boy," she said. "Now we'll make you cum. But I want to make sure I can see it when it happens." I felt her brush her head against my side. "Lift your arm," she commanded. I did and she quickly stuck her head underneath. She glanced up at me and winked, then looked down at my cock. Unconsciously, I lowered my arm down on her shoulders, letting my fingers trace along her naked side. She didn't object to this.

"Are you watching it, Katy?" Shelly asked. "Can you tell if he's getting close?"

Katy said in a husky voice, "I think he's gotten a little harder, if that's even possible. It could happen any minute."

"Well," Shelly said, "you'd better step to one side then, unless you want a face full of your cousin's cum."

"What?" Katy blinked at Shelly's words, then she realized that she had been leaning forward even further, her face almost in line with my cock, only a couple of feet away. She was leaning on her hands on her knees, her wonderfully fat tits now swinging freely. She glanced up at Shelly's face, then mine, then back to my cock.

She didn't move. "I'm out of range," she said.

We'd see about that.

This was becoming a very fun game for me. I knew that if I'd clenched my prostate and stiffened my legs in just the right way I could cum very quickly, but I was now determined hold out as long as humanly possible. It seemed that the longer I held out, the more Shelly was willing to do. I was going to test her limits as much as she was testing mine. So, for the next two or three minutes, I gave no more indication of cumming than the occasional involuntary grunt in my throat. Copious amounts of precum dribbled steadily from the tip of my cock and onto Shelly's fingers, keeping them lubed. Trust me, holding back at this point was very difficult!

"You've got to be kidding me," Shelly said. "My arm's getting tired! Katy, you wanna take over?"

My heart skipped a beat.

Katy glanced up. "Really?" Unfortunately, she quickly shied from this. We both know, my good friend, that she's by no means opposed to incest, but obviously not in front of her close friend.. She shook her head. "I don't think so."

"Well, then shake those awesome tits of yours at him or something. We HAVE to make this boy squirt!"

"Okay," Katy said. She straightened and puffed her chest out, cocking her rounded hips, making ripples in the shin-deep water in which we all still stood. She looked right at me. "You like what you see, Tommy? You've been trying to sneak peeks at my boobs for a long time, haven't you?"

Stupid with the plateau of my heightened sexual excitement, I could only nod. Little did she know, of course.

"You're a naughty little pervert, aren't you? I'd bet you'd even like to touch my boobs. You would touch your own cousin's boobs, wouldn't you?"

Nodded.

"You'd like to lean right over and nibble on them, I bet."

Nodded frantically. God, I was close now. Had to hold on.

Shelly, her face half pressed to my rib cage, was smiling. "It's working! I can feel him! I can feel it twitching!" I was indeed. It was taking all my willpower to keep from blasting a huge rope of sperm right onto my cousin's body. Oh, wouldn't that be nice!

"You need to do something else," Katy said. "You need to send him over the edge...and soon!" Her voice wavered at this last bit. There had been something different in Shelly's tone, too. These girls were quite conceivably as horny as I was now.

I tried something bold. I said, "You girls must be getting pretty wet."

"You bastard," Katy said.

Giving my cock a good squeeze, Shelly said, "Fuck if you aren't right, you asshole. I'm too fucking horny to make this torture. Let's see what you think of THIS!"

There was some splashing behind me, and glancing down I saw that Shelly had swung around and dropped to her knees in the water, which now lapped up against her crotch. She gripped my cock, aimed it at her face, and thrust her head forward to take about half of me into her mouth.

"Oh fuck!" I exclaimed.

"Oh fuck!" Katy shouted too, equally amazed.

Shelly backed off, coughed, and looked up at me. "Jesus, you're fucking huge. I can't get all of you in my mouth, but what I DO get in will send you over the edge soon. So hang on!"

Back on my cock, Shelly sucked with exquisite talent. If she hadn't been very good a hand job, giving a blowjob was definitely her specialty. What part of my shaft she couldn't get in her mouth she still gripped with her saliva-and-precum-slicked fingers, never stopping her stroking and twisting. I could distinctly feel the tip of her tongue probe knowingly and confidently in just the right sensory spots that would certainly send me over soon, as she'd promised.

Katy stepped forward and squatted slightly to watch Shelly's technique. My blond cocksucker's cheeks were sucked in as she created a vacuum with her lips that seemed strong enough to literally siphon the semen out of me if I didn't eventually ejaculate it on my own.

I reached down and laced my the my fingers through Shelly's soft hair with one hand. My balls began to contract, and this impending signal only served to get Shelly to suck, lick and stroke even faster. But there was just one last thing I wanted to do before I came, and that last thing was just now, finally within my reach.

With my other hand, I suddenly grabbed at the top of Katy's head, lacing my fingers through her hair as I was with Shelly. Before Katy could react, I pulled somewhat aggressively. As she was already leaning well forward, my movement caused Katy to almost fall, indeed she too dropped to her knees, and her face bumped up against the side of Shelly's. In that second, that final erotically mind-numbing second, I let out a powerful cry of ecstasy and allowed my semen-filled balls to cough up their potent contents.

Both pairs of the girls' eyes went wide—Shelly as she felt the first blast of cum shoot directly down the back of her throat—Katy as she realized that her head was next to, was touching, her friend's so that my convulsing cock was only a couple of inches from her.

In recoil, Shelly pulled her mouth completely off my cock, but I was only just BEGINNING to cum, and no sooner had Shelly pulled her head back to catch her breath than my second heavy blast of white sticky semen shot right into her face, with a third hitting Katy square in the eye as Shelly's pumping hand pointed the tip of my cock away.

"Ochggh!" Shelly grunted as my sperm gurgled in her mouth.

"Oh god!" Katy squeaked, squeezing her eyes shut at the onslaught of sperm.

"Fuck yeah!" I roared, continuing to spray: another rope against Katy's throat, another hitting Shelly's shoulder, and yet another splattering on her cute little tit.

To my amazement, even though she apparently hadn't wanted to actually ingest any of my cum, Shelly still wanted to SEE it because she kept her eyes open this whole time, and she never, never let off the steady stroking of my cock.

It lasted another twenty or thirty seconds, and toward the end I was losing pressure so that the last remaining squirts of semen fell harmlessly into the water around us, gently drifting away in little white clouds.

At last Shelly let go of my softening but still twitching penis, at which point I dropped to my knees into the water with them. I had loosened my grip on their hair and had slid my hands to each of their shoulders. Unconsciously they accepted this; I was steadying them, steadying myself. Katy was reaching up and trying to get a large glob of my sperm out of her eye, not caring about the two or three other ropes of the sticky stuff that clung and dripped from other parts of her body. Shelly was swallowing over and over, making sure she'd cleared her mouth of any more man-juice.

For several moments, we all kneeled, there. Cooling off, breathing. Presently Shelly began to giggle softly before eventually throwing her head back and letting loose with her habitual full-throated laugh.

"Holy shit," she said. "Now that was something you don't do every day!"

Katy peered at us with one eye. "Did we just do that?"

Shelly kept laughing, nodding toward my half-softened cock, which was flopping around between my legs, touching the water. She said, "I hope that teaches you a lesson!"

I grinned. "Remind me to spy on you two more often!"

We all laughed. What a sight we were, a naked guy kneeling in the water with two topless women. It was an image that would remain burned in my memory for ever.

Katy, having regained the use of both eyes, splashed some water on her neck and chest, washing my cum from her body. She then glared at me, "Tommy, if you ever, EVER breath a word of this to ANYONE, I swear...."

"Don't worry," I said, then added cryptically, "I'm good at keeping secrets, Katy. Trust me."

She looked at me, not knowing what I was hinting at, of course. But then we both looked quickly at Shelly when we heard what she said next.

"Well, since we're keeping secrets from what's going on right now, there's just one more thing I need to get out of the way."

Katy said, "You don't still want Tommy to pee in front of us, do you?"

"Well, that would be fun, if a little weird, but no. That's not what I'm talking about."

"Then what?"

That sinister grin spread across Shelly's face again. "Remember what Tom said a little earlier, when he thought he was being a real cock-sure bastard?" Neither of us said anything so she continued, looking at me, "You said we were wet. You were hoping that, weren't you?"

I nodded. "Oh yeah."

"Well, I am. I'm so fucking wet and HORNY right now I could fuck a bull."

"Jeez, Shelly," Katy said, grimacing.

"Relax," Shelly said, "No bulls are around here. Though that cock of yours, Tommy...but no, we won't go that far today. Instead, I have another form of...punishment...for our naughty little boy here."

I matched her grin. "Name it."

"Well, it'll be easier to just show you." Shelly stood, then bent over as she pulled down her bikini bottoms and stepped right out of them. My jaw dropped. Katy put a hand to her mouth, but she was done trying to admonish her friend, nor was she very shocked by anything that happened at this point.

Shelly stepped toward me and when her perfectly shaved, unbelievably smooth pussy was only about an inch from my face, she looked down her long thin body and said, "Lick it."

Swallowing, I pulled my eyes from her vulva and looked up at her. "Really?"

"Yes. It's your turn to make ME cum, big stud."

I didn't need to be told twice. I moved my head forward, opened up and stuck my tongue out as far as it would go. My first couple of licks were somewhat clumsy and too eager. I was also a little apprehensive at what she would taste like. But in fact the taste was surprisingly neutral. She was very wet, her labia was slickly coated with her own natural lubrication. I liked it.

"That's it, Tommy, lick my little kitty. She needs a good tongue."

I pressed my face more firmly against her pussy and reached up, getting a good grip on each cheek of her ass with my hands. Her ass was very tight and toned, not as fleshy and round as Katy.

"Oh, fuck yeah," Shelly said, letting her weight come down on me a little as stood there in the water, her legs spread wide. "Don't be shy with that clit, Tommy. You know where it is, don't you?"

I certainly did—it was hard to miss being quite swollen and perfect for a nibble. Shelly to sighed loudly and flexed her thighs. You may recall, my good friend, that when I had secretly sucked my cousin's pussy the other day I had freely admitted to being only amateur at best when it came to cunulingus. But so far I was lucky, or Shelly was just too fucking horny, because it wasn't long before I felt—and tasted—a fresh gush of girl-cum as the skinny blond above me cried out at the top of her lungs in pure, powerful orgasm.

"Oh, fuck, Tommy! FUCK! I'M CUMMING!"

I didn't let up. If she could cum once, she could cum twice. Despite getting rather sore in my neck at this awkward angle, I kept up just the right amount of pressure on her clit and probed just deep enough with my tongue to bring forth another powerful orgasm only a minute or two later.

"Oh...OH GOD! Here we go...here we go AGAIN!" After this only cries of pleasure belted out of the girl's strong lungs. Then, whimpering, I heard her say, "Katy...Katy...I hope you don't mind. It's just too good...just too good.

I had to, just had to see what Katy was up to. It was only too awesome that she hadn't turned and fled at the first sight of my cock. But she'd stayed through the whole thing, including my ejaculation onto her face and body! Now I was returning the favor for her good friend, Shelly. Could this have been too much for her?

No, it wasn't. When I backed my face away from Shelly's juicy pussy to glance over at Katy, I was completely shocked, amazed and turned on to see that my beautiful, voluptuous cousin had stuck a hand down the front of her skimpy bikini bottoms and was apparently fingering herself at the site of Shelly and me. She was deep into it, too, by the way her naked chest was heaving, her breath coming in spasmodic heaves, and her eyes narrowed into oblivious slits.

I wanted to stare longer, but Shelly had reached down to forcibly turn my head back to eating her out. "You're not done yet, stud! I like to cum in threes!"

So I went back to work, nibbling and licking and sucking this girl's young and naked and swollen cunt. She panted loudly and passionately, completely lost in her own fury of lust. I roamed her slender body with my hands, feeling her ass, her stomach, her back, her ribs, even up to her pointed little tits—everywhere I could go, because this was just too good to last and I wanted to remember it with every possible sense.

It wasn't long before that familiar flexing began in Shelly's thighs again. I was still seated in the shallow part of the river bank, my ass getting scratched by pebbles and sand in the waist-deep water, with this tall blond straddling me, and my cousin jilling herself not three feet away.

Flexing her thighs, Shelly began to cry out, her third and most powerful orgasm building to an explosive crescendo. I could also hear Katy whimpering into her own self-induced orgasm. A familiar sound was coming from her and it killed me not to be able to see her. This is also the moment when I made the mistake of trying to shift my head to a more comfortable angle. This caused Shelly to lose her balance. Her pussy slid off my face and down my chin, and in my effort to keep her from falling completely back, I clutched at her ass with my hands, forcing her crotch to slam into my chest before sliding straight down.

Straight down until her pussy splashed into the water and pressed heavily against my cock, which had become fully erect again in the heat of this sexuality.

"Ohh!" Shelly exclaimed, both at the sudden coolness of the water on her hot cunt and the girth of my erection pressing against her labia. Shelly looked down at me and smiled. "Oh yes," she grunted hungrily. With one hand she gripped my neck, and with her other, she reached right into the water, fishing for my cock. She got a grip on it and quickly angled it toward the opening to her pussy. As she was straddling me in the water now, she had but to lower all of her weight down on me to enable my penis to enter her.

She did, and I entered, and suddenly I was in heaven.

"Oh CHRIST that's big!" Shelly shouted, moving herself up and down a couple of times to get used to my length in her. "Oh, yes, baby...oh, Tommy, yes...God just drive it into me, baby!"

It was really her driving herself on top of me, but I certainly helped by gripping her slender waist and pulling her downward. Down, then up slightly, then down, moving in a pattern of pure fucking. The water around us gushed and splashed and rippled. Our hair was getting wet. My ass was more or less numb now having been on the river bed for so long, but the pleasure engulfing my cock easily offset that sensation.

In this position, when I wasn't leaning forward and nibbling Shelly's erect nipples, I could now glance over at Katy at my leisure. To my disappointment, she had stopped playing with herself, but she was at least still transfixed on the live sex show now unfolding in front of her. Still on her knees in the water, Katy was now leaning forward again, watching, studying. She had a very intrigued look on her face.

"How does it feel?" she asked Shelly.

"Good...fucking...GOOD!" Shelly grunted back. She let her head roll back as she bounced in the wavy water on top of me. As she came down, I tried to fuck up, and soon we had found just the right way to move against each other so that we achieved maximum penetration.

Shelly reached out a wavering hand. "Katy...Katy..."

Katy reached out and took Shelly's hand. "I'm here, baby."

"Please...please," Shelly began pleading as we continued to fuck. "Please don't be mad at me, Katy. I just...I just have to have this...have to have his cock now."

"It's okay, Shelly," Katy said. "I'm here. You have him now. Enjoy it, baby."

At this moment, I discovered something amazing: Shelly had been holding BACK. Now, with some strange morbid form of permission from her friend, Shelly threw her entire being into fucking me beyond all comprehension. Her grip on my neck tightened, her thighs clutched mine more fiercely, and even the inside of her cunt suddenly began gripping my cock like a vice grip.

Had I not already cum mere moments before, I would have instantly flooded my cousin's friend's pussy with a huge load of semen. But in reality, it only gave me a few extra minutes. This was just too fucking good to be true, and soon my cock would realize this and become eager to spit a fresh load of sperm.

As if sensing this, Shelly jerked, twisted and bounced her body in any way she could to instinctively hasten the arrival of her own orgasm. She clenched her cunt against my thick cock even tighter, if that was possible, and began grunting and screaming out.

"Fuck me! Oh, fuck me, Tommy! Make me FUCKING CUM!"

I think she had started repeating that, but as the deeply centered, earth-shattering orgasm began erupting through her body, her words digressed into incoherent gurgling, whimpering and even crying. As Shelly's whole body became wracked in violent orgasmic contraction, tears streamed down her eyes, and all at once her body went stiff as she let out one last silent scream at the pinnacle of pleasure.

This was all it took to send me over the edge as well, and without bothering to ask for permission I let my balls contract and my body jerk as I too came violently, spurting jet after jet of hot heavy semen deep into this woman's vagina, blasting it into her womb, to her very core.

Together, we rode a wave of mutual orgasm, her cunt clutching me, my cock spewing its seed, our screams joined as one, and even Katy cried out, feeling our pleasure just by her near proximity.

Then down...down and down...our bodies relaxed and our pleasure subsided. I remained inside Shelly, holding her tightly. She, in turn, clutched my neck tightly, pressing my face into her naked chest. When I pulled free and looked up at her, she leaned down and kissed me for the very first time that day. It was a nice kiss, a soft kiss, with our tongues exploring each other with a tenderness we had failed to exude on one another during our animalistic act of carnality.

When our kiss finally broke, Shelly looked down, down into the water, where our bodies were still joined. In almost a whisper, she said, "Tommy...you came inside me."

I swallowed. "Yes. I'm sorry. It was just too—"

"Shh, it's okay. I'm surprised at myself. I've never even let a boy enter me without a condom, let alone cum inside me. This was just too...intense."

My well-exercised heart began to flutter again, realizing that for the second time this week I had ejaculated into a vagina protected by no contraceptives. I was really playing with fire here. But Shelly, though noting the fact by what she'd just said, didn't seem to worry too much at the moment, because she remained planted firmly on top of me, with my cock still quite deep inside her.

After a few moments of post-coital silence, Katy finally spoke up. "Listen, you two, Jack will be here any moment."

Shelly glanced over at her, then nodded. Turning back to me, she said, "I don't think I'm quite done with you, young man. I may want this again soon." She emphasized what she meant by "this" by flexing the inside of her pussy at that very word.

"Any time, anywhere," I said, smiling at her.

At last, Shelly lifted her body from me, and my softening penis disengaged from the folds of her vulva. We both looked down as the head popped out, under water, and a visible stream of semen floated away from between us. Eventually we stood, using each other for support, and we stood there for a moment, completely nude, soaking in the moment.

Katy had somehow managed to put on her black bikini top, and she was holding both pieces of Shelly's own gold bikini out to her. I had to walk a few paces to the shore to get my swim trunks. I had barely managed to fasten my shorts around me when the sound of Jack's voice could be heard calling out from somewhere within the woods.

"I'm here!" he was calling out. "You guys still down there?"

"Yes!" we all called back.

I turned toward Shelly and Katy. They had glanced at each other and then turned toward me. We all then gave another mutual nod of some kind of understanding: what happens at the river stays at the river. Perhaps I would have a future encounter with Shelly, perhaps not. What was done was done. The thing is, I was NOT done with Katy. The question was, how could I reinitiate my plan? How could I make this girl mine while keeping my promise to my aunt?

As Jack emerged from the woods, clutching his box of booze, Shelly and I instinctively started walking up the embankment to greet him and help with is much-anticipated box of booze. I was stopped, however, by the firm grip of Katy's hand on my arm—the first time she'd really touched me all day. As Shelly moved away from us, I turned toward Katy.

There was a serious look in her eye. And her voice was tinged with acid when she said quietly, "Don't think this was just some cheap thrill, Tom. You still did something very wrong today, and I really do own you for that."

She couldn't have set herself up better, and I realized I had my moment to strike. As casually as possible, I glanced down at her grip, then back up to her eyes.

"Perhaps we can negotiate," I said. "Or I won't tell you how much your mother knows about you sleeping with your own brother."

Being pinned against the wall of the storage shed behind the house by my sexy 18-year-old cousin Katy would've been, under different circumstances, quite wonderful. But at the moment the mood was far, far from sexy. Katy's eyes raged as she glared at me, her face only an inch or two from mine.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" she growled.

Her sudden move to pin my much larger 18-year-old male frame against the wall had been surprising and had startled me, but I had actually been expecting a moment like this to hit, so it was easier for me to be cool and calm despite her rage. And her rage was perfectly understandable: she wanted to know how I knew, and how much her mother knew, about the fact that Katy and her 19-year-old brother Jack regularly engaged in incest...

The rest of the afternoon at the river had been quite amusing from my point of view, because I was the only one who knew the truth about everything from every perspective. After the frustration of having had to go all the way back into town for the secret stash of booze, Jack had returned rather enthusiastically, no doubt looking forward to relaxing for the rest of the hot day drinking cheep booze, splashing in the refreshing water, enjoying the sight of two sexy girls in bikinis. I barely managed to suppress a perpetual grin as I watched Jack's puzzlement about the mood of the group he encountered.

Shelly, Katy's age, was dozing lazily on her towel, soaking up the sun and basking in the after-glow of having achieved multiple powerful orgasms. When she occasionally shifted her position, she would glance my way, give a knowing grin, then close her eyes and doze some more. She couldn't be bothered with drinking any of the booze Jack had brought, and the couple of times he'd attempted to engage her in conversation she'd given him only monosyllabic responses, clearly indicated she had no desire to chat.

And Katy. My beautiful, voluptuous cousin Katy. As cold as ice at the moment, she was sitting on her towel, back straight, staring straight out over the natural pool at this part of the river. She barely acknowledged Jack's existence when he'd shown up, not even bothering to move or say anything when he offered a bottle of Smirnoff Ice.

Thoroughly confused by the divergent moods of these two girls, Jack finally turned to me with a "what the fuck" look. For my part, I was grinning wider than the Cheshire cat, and I happily accepted and drank down whatever cold alcoholic beverage Jack had to offer. I had recently cum twice, and with eager desperation, so I was damned thirsty, and the Ice, though way too sweet for my taste normally, was a refreshing nectar.

Yes, I was the only one who knew the truth about everything. I knew the truth about Jack's sexual relationship with his own sister. I knew the truth about who had really been the one to make Katy cum that one night (me!). I knew the truth, of course, about my own new sexual relationship with my wonderful Aunt Ellen. And I knew the truth about why Shelly was so content and Katy was so cold, while poor Jack could only pout about what he'd hoped to be a more lively afternoon.

Because everyone from their various perspectives on the different situations had to maintain a semblance of normalcy, we remained at our private little river beach for another 90 minutes or so. Succumbing to her own natural thirst, Shelly had eventually stirred and enjoyed a bottle of something, finally managing to make a little small talk with Jack and me. Katy had turned toward us and had given the occasional word of reply whenever Shelly threw a comment her way, but my cousin very pointedly avoided eye contact with me. After the bombshell I had recently dropped on her, it was understandable, but if I played my cards right, I would work things out in the end.

Eventually we packed up and headed back. Naturally I drove back with Jack, and the girls drove together in their car. I could only imagine the mood and/or conversation between them. Once Jack and I were on the road he turned to me.

"What the hell did you do?"

I glanced back at him, trying to mask my bemused expression. "What do you mean?"

"That wasn't a river beach party. It was a fucking funeral. I don't understand!"

"Well, I had fun," I said smugly.

"Why was Katy so pissed off?"

"Was she pissed off?"

"And Shelly looked like she was stoned." He kept giving me sidelong glances as he drove. "So what did you do?"

"I don't understand."

"You did something, or said something. Why was it so weird there today?"

I shrugged. "Everyone reacts differently to threesomes."

Jack jerked his head toward me, causing the vehicle to swerve suddenly before he corrected. For a full minute he stared more at me than the road. I grinned coolly back at him. Finally pulling his eyes away and back to the function of driving, he muttered, "Fine, don't tell me. Who cares?"

We'd made the rest of the drive in relative silence, and Jack, Katy and I got home in time to get cleaned up and sit down to dinner with Jack and Katy's parents. Shelly was now back at her place, and I presumed she was now contemplating the fact that I had ejaculated inside her. Would she race off to the drug store, as Aunt Ellen had done, to get the Morning After Pill? Fucking Shelly was awesome, and I would welcome any future opportunities to fuck her again, but I certainly didn't want to be tied to her by a baby!

Shortly after dinner, when once again I'd been the only one graciously helping my Aunt Ellen in the clean-up, I offered to take the trash out. It was just after I'd dropped the bag in the bin that Katy had made her ninja approach and pinned me to the wall.

She was still glaring at me, waiting to find out "what the fuck" I was talking about, referring to what I'd said to her earlier at the river, just before Jack had arrived. I'd had no choice: Katy had threatened to more or less blackmail me about the impromptu threesome I'd just had with her and Shelly, so I had been forced to defend with and indication that I knew what she'd been up to with her own brother. That counter-punch was really a one-two blow, because I'd further indicated that her mother, my Aunt Ellen, knew something about it too.

As calmly as I could, I replied. "If you'd like to hear what I have to say, you'd better start learning to stop bossing me around or slamming me up against walls." She digested this, quickly realizing I held all the cards, then slowly relaxed, dropping her arm. "Thank you," I said. "Why don't we go for a little walk."

We were dangerously close to being within earshot of someone in the house, so it was a good idea to move further away. It also gave me an extra few moments to further prepare how I was going to articulate the plan I had in mind. The plan had a very selfish and sinister goal, and if I didn't handle it perfectly it would certainly all blow up in my face.

After several paces of silence, Katy was actually the first to speak up again. "Just what do you think you know about Jack and me? How could you be so perverted to think that I would do anything with my own brother!"

This was the "Proof of Life" moment. I'd been expecting it. Very casually I said, "I know that you don't want him to cum inside you."

Katy froze. I continued one more step, then stopped and turned, adding, "You also get annoyed that he always wants to cum too soon." As the dimness of the evening settled around us I could see Katy's face go pale, her eyes go wide. "Shall I go on?" I asked.

I gave my cousin two full minutes to stand there, frozen, her breath shallow as her pulse quickened. This of course caused her enormous breasts to lift and fall sensuously on her heaving chest. I had her dead to rights, and she knew it. She was clearly mortified. It actually took her three attempts to hoarsely croak out in a whisper.

"How...how did...?"

"How did I find out?" I finished for her. She nodded. "It was an accident." Well, in a way it was an accident. Sure, I'd snuck into my sleeping cousin's room with the expressly perverted purpose of peeking at her incredible boobs, and it had only been bad timing that my other cousin Jack, Katy's sister, had chosen to also sneak into Katy's room. I'd had no choice but to slide under Katy's bed, and from there I heard, partially saw, and to a certain extend feel it (semen on my face, remember?). But of course I couldn't reveal the truth of how I'd really discovered Katy's incestuous relationship with her brother, so I made up something about having woken up to use the bathroom, discovering semi-hushed grunts and groans from her bedroom, and let her imagination do the rest.

"Tommy..." I heard her say. I studied her a little closer. Her eyes were very moist now. Her rage was completely gone, for a while replaced by shock, and now what appeared to be agonizing embarrassment. She was fighting from breaking down all together.

"Tom...Tommy," she began again, dropping her gaze humbly to the ground. "Please don't think I'm a freak."

I'd never heard that tone coming from my otherwise domineering and often bitchy cousin. She was broken, desperate, and completely at my mercy for whatever torture I wanted to inflict upon her, forever. But this wasn't about torture, it wasn't about revenge. It was nothing more complicated than trying to fuck my cousin again. So I switched gears.

"Katy," I said, as gently as I could. "I'm not going to stand here and tell you that I didn't find it weird and shocking to discover you and your own brother having...I mean, being together in...in that way. But I don't think you're a freak." She glanced up at me, and I continued. "It's really none of my business, and if you couldn't already tell from earlier this afternoon, I've got kind of a thing for you too!" I paused, then added, "I guess if anything I'm actually a little jealous of Jack!"

Katy blinked at me. She sniffed and wiped her wet eyes. I let her take a moment to register the fact that I was not going to torture or blackmail her after all. While clearly still processing this, I heard her ask, still in a weak whisper, "Jealous?"

I swallowed and nodded. "Katy, I think you're absolutely beautiful, and just simply the sexiest girl I've ever known. I've always been attracted to you, but of course I could never say anything, because I'm your cousin. But...well, now that the cat's out of the bag about you and your brother, what's the point in trying to hide that fact any longer?"

"Tommy, I..."

"It's okay, Katy," I said quickly. "I don't expect you to feel the same way, and I'm not going to assume that just because you fool around with one family member that you're automatically going to fool around with the other. But after all I've seen...and all you have seen—Shelly and me doing it right in front of you at the river—I figured, well...why not be perfectly open about everything from now on!"

Believe it or not, part of what I'd just said was true and heartfelt. It was refreshing to be able to tell Katy to her face that I cared about her and wanted to be closer and more open with her. But of course there was still the miracle of a secret that it had been me, not her brother, who had been inside Katy to give her that powerful orgasm the other night. And this was all in addition to the other big secret that I'd been regularly fucking Katy's mother, my aunt!

I was still an outright bastard for what I was attempting to do here. But don't the best villains have a bit of heart at times?

Katy stepped a little closer to me, peering into my eyes. She was probably trying to better gauge just how genuine I was being. I met her gaze with the most open and honest expression I could manage. I simply channeled the fact that I was still utterly attracted to Katy and enraptured by her eyes and face whenever I looked into them. Apparently it was enough for Katy, because she suddenly lunged against me, embracing me in a big strong hug. She lifted to her tippy-toes as she buried her face in my neck and started to sob in relief. I held her for as long as she needed. Some minutes later she loosened up and backed away, but still held my arms with her hands.

"Thank you, Tommy," she said. "This is all just so embarrassing still. I'm trying not to lose it."

"It'll be okay, Katy," I replied. But I needed to nudge her to the next step. "You just need to be more careful if you're going to have a physical relationship with Jack."

She took her hands from my arms and wiped her eyes, shaking her head. "That won't be a problem. That is done. There is no way I'm going to keep that up. No way!"

Inwardly I smiled at this. In an unexpected little side-triumph, I'd broken her up with her brother.

Katy continued, "It could just as easily have been Mom or Dad who caught us, and that would just be the end of our lives!" She shuddered at the thought, but then she suddenly realized the other thing I had indicated earlier that afternoon. With wide eyes, she said, "But what about Mom? What does she know?"

Katy was at the next step. Excellent.

"She doesn't know anything for sure," I said, stating a semi-truth. "But there's still a chance she will confront you or Jack."

"Oh, my god, why?"

I supplied a bit of logic: "Katy, it's one thing for a mother to worry about her teenage daughter having sex in the house. It's a whole different thing to worry that said sex is between siblings!"

"Oh, my god," she groaned again. But a light went off and she suddenly looked at me. "Wait a minute. How would you know what Mom is thinking, suspecting?"

Another careful step: "Because I think she's equally suspecting that it may be me you're sleeping with." Katy shook her head, confused, and stared at me for further explanation. I said, "She obviously didn't hear the same encounter I did, otherwise there'd be no doubt in her mind. When she confronted me she mentioned something about hearing some vague whispers and moving about the house in the middle of the night, more frequently than one might expect for the occasional occupant of the house rousing from bed to take a leak."

"I think I'm going to be sick," Katy said. She was realizing just how reckless she'd been with Jack at night. I was convinced now that, had I not discovered the two of them myself and set up this whole Master Plan of diversion and seduction, the siblings would definitely have been found out by a parent. And that would of course be disastrous for the family.

Trying to keep her on track, I continued my story. "One afternoon Aunt Ellen—your mom—began circling around an odd series of questions for me. It became clear that she was curious to know if I had a thing for you."

Recovering slightly, Katy asked, "Well, what did you tell her?"

"I started with instant denial, of course, being embarrassed that she was even bringing up the topic. But for a few moments she got a little firm with me, demanding to 'know the truth,' adding that she'd been hearing things at night. Feeling defensive I kept up with my denials, and that's when I saw your mother's attitude suddenly change."

"Chang in what way?" Katy was hanging off my ever word. I was pleased with how easily my tale came out.

"Well, she sort of looked like how you looked just a few minutes ago: shocked, pale, frightened."

"I still feel that," Katy exclaimed. "I don't know how I'll get to sleep tonight."

"When I saw your mother get like that, I suddenly began to put it all together. I knew, of course, at that point that you and Jack were...well, you know. And I realized from your mother's perspective that if I was being honest about having never been with you, then that only left your brother. I suppose another suspect could be your father, but his alibi is of course being in bed with your mother every night."

Katy paced in a small circle. She said, "I can't see how Mom would be able to accept me being with any of you. But I suppose being with my cousin would be the lesser of evils between my brother or father."

Another step.

"Exactly," I said. "Your mother even tried to encourage a confession from me by indicating that she would be more understanding if it turned out we were 'kissing cousins' or whatever."

With a surprised tone, Katy asked, "Mom said it'd be okay if you and I got together?"

Oddly enough, my cock swelled at what Katy had just said, but I'm sure she was just asking this objectively at this point. I said, "Well, you know your mother; she's pretty conservative. I don't think she'd ever be fully okay with her teenage daughter in a sexual relationship with anyone, but two cousins could potentially be accepted into open society. Two siblings? No way."

"But still, you said Mom was offering to let it slide if it was...well, you and me."

"Not exactly," I said, realizing I had to push a little further. "When she started to indicate that, I realized that I had an opportunity to help deflect the truth about you and your brother. I didn't want to be too obvious about it, but I allowed her to begin getting more suspicious of you and me, knowing that, as we've established, it'd be the lesser of evils."

"You did that for me, Tom?"

I smiled sheepishly at her and glanced down. "Well, I told you, I...care for you deeply, Katy, and I didn't want you to get hurt."

She hugged me again. "I don't know what to say."

"It's okay," I said, enjoying her embrace. "I'm just sorry we had to get all of this out in the open in the way we did."

In a very mild tone, Katy murmured, "I'm sorry too, Tom. I was just so freaked out."

"I know. And it's okay," I said again.

Katy looked up at me, our faces suddenly close. "So...what the hell do we do now?"

I swallowed; I had to get this just right. "Well, you already said that you'd quit messing around with Jack. That will certainly help. But...if you want to ensure that any further suspicion about you and him is completely gone, we have to...well, we have to convince your Mom somehow."

"How?"

Here was the moment.

I said, "She needs to...catch us."

Katy stared at me for a long moment. "Catch us?" she asked. I nodded. "You mean like...in the act?"

I shrugged, trying to keep my growing erection being discovered by my cousin, who was still half-hugging me. "Well, pretty much, yes." Katy let go and backed away a step. Seeing her clear hesitation, I quickly added, "I don't mean arrange for her to walk in on you riding me or anything that graphic. I just mean, well, it could be snuggling in bed together after hours...or perhaps in an intimate embrace in the laundry room, or—"

"Or out here," Katy said.

I blinked. "Excuse me?"

She was nodding. "Out here. Right now. We've been out of the house for a good twenty minutes, maybe longer. You went out with the trash and I followed, and now we're walking around in the back yard, alone."

I'd been hoping to arrange something a little more physical, of course, but this was a start. I said, "I suppose you're right."

"Here," she said, taking my hand and walking me almost to the center of the back lawn. "Make sure we're visible from the house in case Mom is peeking through one of the windows." After guiding me she kept her hand in mine. "I've already hugged you a couple of times. And we're holding hands. This will look good."It certainly felt good.

With a hopeful tone I said, "In case she hasn't even noticed us out here, we'd better plan to be 'caught' doing something in this house later, too."

"Oh yes," Katy said, her brow now clearly creased in thought. "We'll set that up."

My heart pounded and my penis swelled at the thought of what we could "set up." But I suddenly thought of a complication. I said, "You know, Jack could be sneaking peeks at us, too."

Katy scoffed, reverting back to her more normal conceited manner. "To hell with Jack. That's over, and there's not a goddamned thing he can do about it, obviously."

I grinned. I'd successfully clock-blocked the poor bastard at the river, and now I'd pretty much just made it permanent.

"Obviously," I said.

"Come one," Katy said, "Let's go back inside. We'll give Mom another show later."

Inside the house, my uncle was in the living room, reading a Tom Clancy novel. Jack was in his room, surfing the Internet on his laptop. Aunt Ellen was still in the kitchen, fussing about with putting dishes away, resetting the dining table, etc. If she'd seen any of Katy and me in the back yard, she made no indication of it. Katy muttered something about needing to call Shelly and disappeared into her own room. I approached my aunt.

In a whisper, she asked, "You two were out there a long time."

So she had noticed. Excellent. Another step.

"We're getting along a lot better now," I replied quietly. "In fact, I think she's starting to see me as something a little more than...just a cousin."

Aunt Ellen glanced over at her husband, who was still quite engrossed in his novel, then back to me. There was a curious mixture of emotions on her face, and I could understand why. We had recently become secret lovers, she and I, and despite the pleasure and passion we'd given each other, and despite the fact that I really did love her, we both knew our sexual relationship could never go on indefinitely. To my utter amazement, it was toward my own cousin Katy that Aunt Ellen was wanting to steer my affections—and lust. In the bizarre logic of it all, my aunt considered this a far less taboo situation than the thought of Katy and Jack, brother and sister, having a physical relationship.

"I'm...I'm glad to hear that," she said at last. She touched my face for a moment, probably realizing that she would probably never get more physical than that with me again.

I advanced yet another step: "There's a way you can help the situation along."

"How so?"

I moved with Aunt Ellen to the kitchen sink, and we made as if to wash and dry some pots and pans together, something we've been seen doing more than once. With my voice volume barely over that of the running water, I said, "Without exactly telling me directly, Katy indicated that she's worried that you may suspect that something funny's happening between her and Jack."

"Well," Ellen said somewhat flatly, "she's right."

I nodded and continued, "I think the best way to ensure that she'll never mess with Jack again, and, in turn, reassure her that having a relationship with me is okay, would be for you to..." I trailed off. Was I pushing it too far?

"For me to what?" Aunt Ellen was asking.

"You need to...catch us."

Her eyebrows raised. "Catch you?" In a moment it dawned on her, and her face went into an expression of surprise, and then she actually blushed. Composing her self, she asked, "How exactly am I supposed to do that?"

"Tonight," I said, becoming quite presumptively bold now, "I will visit Katy in her room. I will encourage her to let me, I don't know, snuggle with her or something. As long as it's intimate. And then you can walk in on us."

Another mix of emotions swept over my beautiful aunt's face. She wore her emotions on her sleeve, so it was easy to read her. In their own unique waves I read envy, annoyance, hopefulness, even a little eagerness. And eventually she started nodding.

"What time?" she finally asked.

"About an hour after everyone's gone to bed."

* * *

A little after midnight I felt a profound sense of déjà vu. As on that first fateful night shortly after Katy's 18th birthday, when I'd snuck into her room with the sadistic purpose of seeing her boobs, I was once again rising slowly, very slowly, from my futon in Jack's room. Earlier I'd heard Jack really tossing back and forth, most likely from frustration over whatever Katy had told him, definitely something about not being allowed to sneak into her room tonight or ever again. Fortunately, like his sister, once Jack nodded off he was pretty much dead to the world. It was time for me to make my move.

Dressed once again only in boxers, I quietly made my way into Katy's room. I approached her bed, allowing my eyes to work in the near darkness, listening to her breathing. I expected it to be heavy, deep, as it always sounded when she was completely asleep. But instead of breathing I heard her soft whisper.

"Tom?"

"Yes," I said, suddenly nervous.

She let out a sigh of relief, which calmed me. I guess she'd been worried that Jack would have persisted in sneaking into her bed again. In an almost soundless voice she asked me about the guy, and I informed her as quietly that Jack was sawing logs like nobody's business.

"What about Mom?" she asked.

"I'm pretty convinced she'll come in here if she hears noise," I said.

"Then we'd better make some." My heart started thumping. "Come here," she added.

I climbed onto the bed, finding some space next to Katy. She was under a single sheet; it was a hot night. I found myself pausing, suddenly unsure of how to continue. How far was Katy willing to go in order to "sell" to her mother that she and I were an item?

Katy spoke up first, whispering, "I guess you'd better get under the covers with me. If Mom walks in now it could look like we just fell asleep talking."

"Okay," I heard myself say.

She lifted the sheet and I got under there with her. I felt her warm naked legs touch mine. Ironically, I had already fucked my cousin, but she'd thought it was her brother, so I had to remain very tentative as to how I would snuggle up against her. In the dark, however, I ended up touching her in various places as I settled in, and I could tell that she was in her typical night-time outfit: panties and a t-shirt. No bra. Katy was less shy about things, and I felt her reach back and slide her hand along my thigh, hip and naked ribs.

"You're just in boxers," she whispered. I swallowed, wondering if I'd pushed things a bit far. But she added, "Good. This will help sell it."

We then lay there for several minutes. She was probably wondering, as I was, just what specific physical things we should be doing, and for how long. We would eventually have to make a little more noise.

"I should probably be a little more...exposed." Katy said. I wondered what she was referring to specifically, but I got my answer: she shifted around and lifted her shirt over her head, dropping it to the carpet. There wasn't as much moonlight coming in tonight through the window as there had been that first fateful night, but just knowing that Katy was topless again, exposing her massive, wonderful breasts was enough to get my blood boiling.

I grew a erection. Katy felt it push against her rear.

"I supposed that's inevitable," she murmured. But she made no move to distance herself. "Put your arm around me," she instructed. I slowly reached around and she took my hand and pushed it so it rested along her torso, just below her breasts. The deliberate movement by her reminded me that we were hear to play a scene, but we were far from being lovers.

Several minutes went by, and I held her. I felt her steady rhythm of breathing, the warmth of her skin, the "pain" of sporting a permanent erection that continued to press into her ass cheek.

Katy spoke up again, and when she did, her voice was a little louder. She was beginning to allow our sounds to attract her mother. "I still can't believe you fucked Shelly." My only stunned response was physical: my cock twitched. Katy continued, "And I'm still pissed that you were spying on us before."

"I'm sorry," I managed to croak.

"Did you really see us do everything?" she asked. "You really saw us going pee?"

"Yes."

"Did that...did that actually turn you on?" Again I didn't answer verbally, but again my cock twitched, and Katy said, "My god, Tom, you really are quite the perv, aren't you?"

"It was stupid of me, Katy, I'm sorry."

I felt her shrugged. "No, I suppose what you did was typical. Boys have spied on girls from caveman days. What was stupid was Shelly getting all porn star on you after you got caught."

I grinned in the dark, and I didn't mind my cock twitching yet again. It was definitely an amazing experience. I reflected for a moment of the image and feeling of Shelly riding my cock right there in the river, but my reverie was broken by Katy actually pushing her butt back against me. It was the first time she'd moved her body against me. It was enough to adjust the angle of my cock slightly, and I felt the head and then shaft poke out of the slit of my boxers and settle against Katy's panty-clad bottom.

She said, "Do you think she's prettier than me?"

"I'm sorry?" My throat was dry.

"Shelly. Is she prettier than me?"

My poor cousin Katy. Despite this whole situation, me here in her bed with her, hoping her mother would walk in on us, she was as self-centered and self-conscious as ever.

"No," I said truthfully. "You are both beautiful girls, but I have always considered you much, much more beautiful."

Katy twisted her neck a little to face me in the dark. "Really?"

"Katy, you're the sexiest, most beautiful girl I've ever known. I mean it."

She wiggled her ass against my cock. I sighed with pleasure. I let my arm work further up her body, so I was in essence "supporting" her large breasts on them even though we were on our sides.

"You're sweet, Tommy," she said. I held still. Being called "sweet" was not exactly what I wanted to hear at the moment, but she went on. "I've always been kind of a bitch to you, I know. And Jack isn't exactly Mr. Nice Guy. But you've always been sweet. And gracious. I've seen you with Mom."

My heart skipped a beat upon hearing this, but I quickly realized she meant in general, not specifically.

"...helping her with the dishes," Katy was saying. "Some yard work. Always willing to earn your keep whenever you visit here."

If you only knew, I thought to myself. If you only know the things I've done to your mother to "earn" my keep...

Katy said, "I can see why Mom would like to see us hook up. Obviously I can never have a romantic relationship with my brother, and the few other boys I've dated have been all been idiots." She paused, then added, "You've been wanting to do that for a long time, haven't you?"

I'd begun massaging one of her massive breasts.

"Yes."

She giggled. "Well, you've got your hard dick practically about to poke a hole through my panties, so I shouldn't be bothered by you squeezing my boobs."

"They're amazing, Katy," I breathed in her ear.

She smiled with a light sigh, then shifted slightly, exposing her mounds more fully to me. "Have at 'em, cuz. You can play until Mom catches us."

I didn't need to be told twice. Despite the pleasurable feeling of having been able to press my cock against her ass, it was, after all, Katy's Boobs with which I'd been obsessed from the time they'd first formed on her chest. I shifted to a position that straddled my cousin, and I began to knead and massage and squeeze her glorious tits like it was the last time I'd ever get to do so. Katy watched me in the dark and lightly giggled at how childishly and selfishly I was enjoying the feel of them, the bulk of them, the firmness, the...everything!

After a few minutes Katy said, "Well hell, I should get a little fun out of this too!" And with that, she reached down and wrapped one of her small hands around my cock. "Let's see what Shelly had so much fun playing with this afternoon." I practically came right then, it was such a shock, such a wonderful shock, but I managed to keep it together.

"I can see why Shelly enjoyed you," Katy purred as she played with my dick. In fact, she was playing with only about half my dick, the portion that was sticking out of my boxers. When she tried to get her fingers in there to feel my balls she grew tired of the restriction of my underwear and told me to take them off. I reluctantly let go of her boobs and wiggled around until I could get my hard dick back into the hole of my boxers and then slide them down off of me. I immediately re-straddled Katy, and she went straight back to my dick with her hands, this time encircling the shaft with all of her fingers.

"Jesus," she hissed, "I can barely get my fingers around you!"

I could only grin in the dark and give her a fresh burst of precum in response.

"Shelly's such a skinny little thing," Katy said as she stroked me. "I can't believe you fit inside her."

I kept grinning. She sounded jealous. Then I said, "You should take your underwear off too." I'm wasn't sure she'd go for that. There was certainly no reason to. We were already naked enough to sell our scene should anyone walk in on us. But Katy surprised me once again.

"Okay."

I lifted off of her so she could shimmy her panties down and off her legs. Then I settled upon her again and felt my heavy balls come into warm contact with her dark thatch. I was now fully naked in bed with my cousin Katy. The déjà vu was there again, but this time it was even better: Katy knew it was me, her cousin Tom, who was naked in bed with her. And she seemed to be enjoying it!

I let my body slide down her slightly, then I pushed the length of my hard shaft against the outside of her neatly trimmed pussy. We both let out sighs of pleasure as our mutually carnal instincts began kicking in. I was drunk with lust now, all nervousness gone. I wanted this young woman...again. I started to shift one of my legs to begin parting hers, but my cousin surprised me by gripping my ass cheeks hard.

"Oh no," she said. "You're not getting in me without a condom. You've probably already knocked up Shelly!"

Being reminded of the need for safe sex cleared my mind a little, but what she said also got me even more excited. It could easily be interpreted that if I did have a condom right now, she'd let me fuck her! I was so overcome with such a thought that I immediately dropped down, pressing my naked chest against hers, and kissed her.

I kissed Katy for all I was worth. And although she froze under me in surprise for a moment or two, I felt her body gently relax, and before too long she was returning my kiss. The kiss was so fresh and unique that we actually forgot we were naked for a few minutes. It was very passionate, and it even felt desperate on Katy's part. It was as if she was realizing how much she'd been wanting to kiss me for a long time. Her eagerness to kiss me was so powerful she actually pushed me over, becoming the one on top doing the straddling.

I lay back and took it. She grabbed my head in her hands and practically choked me with her tongue, only coming up every several seconds for a breath and a sigh of pleasure. Without really thinking of what she was doing, she grinded her hips down against mine, her wet pussy was pressed firmly against the length of my cock, pushing it against my own abdomen. She grinded her hips forcefully, and I sensed that at some point she even gave herself a little mini-orgasm, because she suddenly squealed with pleasure in my mouth, and I felt a fresh burst of warm moisture against my cock.

As I kissed her back I kept one hand on one of her magnificent boobs, never ever wanting to let it go, and I let my other hand roam her body, her legs, hips, ass...where ever I wanted, and she wasn't stopping me. Down between us, a heady mixture of my steadily oozing stream of precum and her orgasmic flow was making us slick and ready. I did my best not to encourage such a thing, but the way Katy was grinding against me it was only a matter of time before the head of my dick caught the opening of my cousin's pussy at just the right angle, and on one of her downward presses against me, my cock when up and into her.

Katy gasped and pulled her face off of mine. In the darkness I could see her eyes white and round in surprise. "Tom, no—" She squirmed, but that only succeeded in ensuring I was now fully buried into her, up to the hilt. She was as tight and hot as I'd remembered.

"Holy Jesus you're huge!" she hissed. "You can't—you can't be in me!"

I reluctantly released my grip from her one breast to take hold of either side of her naked hips with my hands. I grunted, "I'm sorry, Katy—but if you keep moving like that I'll—"

Before I could finish what I was saying we both froze (with me still inside her) as we heard movement from the hallway. I expected Katy to lift off of me, but instead all she did was pull the sheet up and sit up straight, still impaled on my length but covering her nudity from whomever was about to enter.

One second later, Katy's bedroom door opened, the light switched on, and Aunt Ellen was staring at us, her eyes wide in shock, her hand to her mouth.

"Katy," she hissed. "Tommy! Explain yourselves!"

The shocked look on Katy's face wasn't because her mother had walked in—we'd been expecting that.

It was because I was cumming inside her.