Three days later Nancy was heading south on the turnpike, a warm glow spreading through her cunt as she thought of the wonderful fucking session with the children. God! Her hand dropped into her lap, rubbing across her crotch… why had she waited so long! For damn sure it wouldn't be another eighteen years before cock was dipping into her pussy!
The sudden blast of an airhorn brought her back to an awareness of where she was. She swung back over the painted line, giving the truck driver the finger as he roared past, his face contorted with shouted but unheard curses. Swallowing sudden fright, Nancy eased off on the accelerator dropped the car's speed to a safe fifty-five.
Her appearance had changed in those three days: gone were the frumpy clothes, the unstylish hairdo, even the armor of her underclothing. Her bank account was substantially lighter, but she had cleaned her closets of the outmoded things of yesterday. She wore a stylish dress, her tits moving free beneath the slippery fabric. She sighed as the cloth caressed her nipples, erecting them, bringing the glow back to her cunt…
No! Pay attention, you stupid cunt! Watch what you're doing, or you'll be on your way to a funeral, instead of on your way to Laraine's to ten glorious days of spring vacation with her son! Not that Billy knew he was hers, but just being with him was enough to make Nancy happy.
And she was happier now knowing she would have the children all to herself for the next ten days! Laraine had called that evening, after the fucking session with Joey and Kathy, to say she had a chance to go with Jim, her husband, to an engineer's convention in San Francisco. With Nancy available that week, would she mind watching all of the kids?
Most certainly not! Nancy was delighted to be of service to her sister. In just about thirty minutes she would reach the old farm that was their home – in fact, this exit coming up was hers.
She wound the car off the turnpike and paid her toll, then picked her way through the succession of small villages lining the super highway. Jim and Laraine didn't farm their place, although they had over one hundred acres. His office was twenty miles away, in the nearest small city.
As Nancy threaded her way through the country traffic she sang a happy song. This was her first trip to the farm since Christmas vacation – her first sight of her son in almost four months. Laraine said Billy was growing like a weed, as tall as his cousin, Ben, although the twins were a full year older.
Suitcases were sitting on the porch of the rambling old farmhouse when Nancy pulled into the drive. The door banged open and Bobby came running out, taking the steps in a leap to throw his arms around her before she got her own suitcase out of the car.
"Hi, Aunt Nancy!"
"Hi, yourself!" She laughed. "Here, Tiger – make yourself useful."
"Sure."
The boy gabbed the suitcase, hurried toward the house, Nancy following. She eyed Bobby's ass, surprised at how attractive the teenager had grown. Or were his good looks always there, but just now apparent to her, after her experience with Joey and Kathy?
Good God! She blushed – she was wondering how big Bobby's cock was hard! Christ. Nancy decided, studying his rangy frame. All of the males in Jim's line were tall. Before she had a chance to speculate further, the door opened again and the twins, Ben and Bonnie, came out.
"Hi, Aunt Nancy!" they cried.
"Hi, yourselves." Nancy hugged them as she came up onto the porch. "Where's Billy?"
"Oh, he's helping Mom and Dad," said Bonnie, glancing away. There was something strange in the girl's look. Bonnie was as attractive as her brothers were were, small breasts already formed beneath her T-shirt.
"Somebody take our names in vain?"
Jim came down the stain, just in front of his wife. Billy followed with another suitcase. Jim kissed his sister-in-law, and then the sisters embraced.
"You're a dear, Nancy," said Laraine. "God, I hate to say hi and run, but we have to make our plane."
"You know I'm delighted to do it," said Nancy. "Have fun, both of you. And don't worry about a thing – we can handle everything here."
With that they were gone, in a confusion of goodbye hugs and kisses. Bobby took Nancy's suitcase up to the guestroom, and she hurried through her unpacking, arranging all of the new clothes in the proper places. Laraine hadn't even noticed the change…
"Need help?"
Ben lounged in the doorway. Like his younger brother, he was gangly, rawboned. Billy was more compactly built, although he matched Ben in height. He must have outweighed his cousin by twenty pounds or more.
Seeing him, Nancy's thoughts had flashed back to that night so many years ago when he was planted in her womb. Now he was the image of Rolf… and one of the most beautiful boys she had ever seen. And during these six years of teaching she had seen hundreds, and thousands more pass through the corridors and the playground.
Now Nancy looked at her nephew Ben – saw the boy's eyes resting on her tits. His stare seemed to burn twin holes into her nipples, outlined against the sheer fabric.
"Uh…" Nancy blushed. "No, thanks. Everything's squared away. Where are the others?"
"Oh, outside," he said nonchalantly. Ben's fist was in his pocket, his fingers working – and now Nancy saw why as her eyes swept across his crotch. His cock was straining at the fabric of his jeans – a long, lean cock. The boy was sweating.
"That's sure a pretty dress, Aunt Nancy."
"Thank you, Ben." She smiled, with an effort – she wanted to grab his cock, pull his pants down! Good God – what would the boy think of that?
"Well, I'll see ya…" he said.
"See you."
He turned, moved quickly down the ball. Nancy slipped to the door, peered at the boy through the crack. Ben was standing at the top of the stairs, easing his cock within his tight pants.
God! The kid was horny – probably just as horny as Nancy herself! She sighed, sliding her hand across her groin. A thought that had been lurking in the back of her mind ever since Laraine's call was trying to surface. It popped up, suddenly clear.
Could she fuck her own nephews?
Her own son!
Nancy shivered, and scolded herself for the sheer insanity of the idea. Get sex out of your mind, girl! Dear God, what's the matter with you?
She was horny, that's what was the matter…
But she couldn't have her own flesh and blood!
No matter how much she wanted him…
Somehow Nancy made it through the rest of the morning, fixing lunch for the children, trying not to stare at the boys, at their well-shaped buns every time they turned away from her… at their crotches when they faced her. Ben's hard-on didn't return, at least while he was around his aunt. And what was wrong with a boy's hard cock? It was a natural thing with boys just entering puberty; Nancy had seen many a red-faced youngster trying to hide himself from the eyes of others in her classroom.
It was Bobby's day to do the dishes. After lunch the others disappeared. Nancy followed them twenty minutes later, enjoying the country air, the huge yard around all sides of the house. The barn was a hundred yards away, painted white like the rest of the outbuildings and the house itself. As she came closer Nancy saw the chickens in the hen yard, heard one of the three riding homes whinny to one of its companion. The door to the hayloft stood open, the smell of old fermenting hay strong but pleasant as she passed into the barn, pausing to pat Duchess, one of the horses.
"Ohhhhhhhh! Billy – don't!"
Bonnie's voice came clear, directly over Nancy's head. She looked up, surprised, frozen in motion.
"Shit, Bonnie! Come on, you've been promising to take my pecker. Now damn it, you got me so horny I can't stand it!"
Bonnie giggled. "Aunt Nancy's the one who got you horny, Billy. My God, that dress! I'm surprised the three of you didn't burn it right off her, the way you were all staring at her titties."
"Yeah." The boy sounded smug. "Jeez, I thought I was gonna cum in my pants! Just like I'm gonna shoot all over your leg if you don't take my cock right now!"
There was sudden silence, and the boy sighed, deeply, with satisfaction.
"Oh, yeahhhhhh! That's nice – kiss it!"
"You're all cummy!" the girl protested.
"That's not my fault! Come on, Bonnie! Jeezus!"
Billy sighed again as the girl did what he wanted, and there was a sudden ripping as a zipper was pulled down.
"Billy! What are you doing?"
"Just taking down your jeans, dammit. Come on, let's get naked!"
The hay in the loft rustled with the movements of the children – and Nancy broke from her trance. She licked dry lips, realized her fingers were pinching her tits through her dress. God! Her nipples were erect, and her cunt was juicing!
"Oh, golly! You're a lot bigger, Billy!"
"Yeah – seven and a half inches!" he said, proudly. "An inch and a half in three months! Now aren't you sorry you played so hard to get all winter?"
"You're bigger than Ben!"
"Yeah, but he's thicker," the boy admitted. "Come on, Bonnie – suck my cock like you used to, before I could shoot my wad!"
Another sigh escaped the boy as Nancy moved quickly to the ladder leading to the loft. The woman glanced around to make sure no one could observe her, then climbed the ladder with quick, nervous steps. Her head rose through the loft floor; she could hear the noise of the teenagers as Bonnie sucked Billy's cock into her mouth with wet, sloppy noises, but she couldn't see them.
"Oh, yeahhhhhh! Suck it in, Bonnie – suck it all in!"
Nancy felt a wetness across her thighs as she stood up in the loft, and she squeezed her legs together. Most of the hay was gone, used during the winter, but a single stack was still humped high, the children on the other side of it. The stack shifted as Billy changed position, failing flat on his back, Bonnie moving over him.
"Yeahhhhhhh! Oh, Shit! Suck me, Bonnie!"
"Ow! Damn you, Billy! Be careful!"
"Oh, Christ – I'm sorry! See, my hands are over my head. Suck me, please!"
Nancy clearly heard the gurgling as Bonnie dove down onto Billy's cock again – the cock Bonnie thought belonged to a brother. The woman tiptoed closer, then bent to slip her shoes off, placing them silently to one side. Barefoot, she crept closer, until she could peer over the top of the little haystack.
Billy was on the slope just below her, the boy's arms flung wide, and his legs apart to let the naked Bonnie come up between his thighs. The girl had part of his cock within her mouth, but now she came back, holding the shaft in her fingertips when she came off the end of it to work her jaws against the strain of sucking.
"You like my cock, Bonnie?" asked the boy eagerly, looking down the length of his naked body. "You really like it?"
"It's okay," said Bonnie noncommittally. "I guess."
"You guess?" cried the insulted boy. "Jesus, if it's so Goddamn ugly, why are you sucking on me?"
Bonnie tossed her hair over her shoulders, shrugging. But she was unable to keep a straight face. A giggle broke from her lips, and she dove down onto the boy again, sucking almost five inches of his cock into her mouth.
"Oh, yeahhhhhhhh!" said Billy, sighing happily. He let his head fall back, his eyes closing in bliss. "Yeahhhhhh! Like that, Bonnie!"
She gurgled against him, bobbing her head up and down, her small tits flopping with the motion. Bonnie was on one knee, her hand resting on her thigh as she serviced the boy, sucking eagerly.
"Take more!" begged Billy. "Take it all – like you used to!"
"Jesus, Billy!" She came off him again. "That was before you started to get big! I can't take all that!"
"Shit! Try… please try!"
Dubious, Bonnie studied the knobby shaft in her fingers, her saliva drying against the burning heat of the glans. She worked over the cockhead with her thumb, a droplet of fluid oozing out, and she massaged it in. Billy sighed, and made his balls jump.
"Come on, Bonnie!" he begged again. "Try!"
Obediently the girl returned to the task appointed by the youngster, taking his slippery cockhead between her lips and her teeth. She stabbed down. But she could gain no more ground than before. Choking, she pulled back, shaking her head as tears started in her eyes.
"I can't! You're too big!"
"Shit!" Billy sighed again. "Okay, do the best you can. Suck!"
Bonnie bent over Billy again, while Nancy thought she was going to go out of her mind. Her brief panties were down from her crotch, hobbling her knees as she dug against her cunt. God! If Bonnie wasn't woman enough to take all Billy had to offer, she was! She wanted it… she needed it!
Her breath darted in and out noisily, but the children didn't hear, lost in their own sensations. Bonnie came up on both feet now, squatting between Billy's legs, her young cunt and her asshole flexing open. She caught the boy's hip with one hand, the other down between her legs to play with herself as she sucked against him, taking no more than four inches of Billy's cock into her mouth now.
"Oh, God! Yeah! Suck!"
Bonnie ignored his plea for greater effort, concentrating on what she could take easily. If Billy wanted more he could Goddamn well suck himself! Her eyes stared unfocussed at the boy's groin, his muscles trembling and rippling as he willed the girl to come down farther, but not daring shove it in without invitation.
"Suck me, Bonnie! Suck me!"
Nancy was itching as perspiration poured out of her body. She moved away from the haystack, back almost to the ladder, stripped out of her dress. She had to be naked! She wanted to be the children were now. Her new clothes fell scattered about her, her throat working and working against the imagined shape of her son's cock.
How did he taste? Was he powerful, like Joey? Or would he be sweeter, because of his younger age? And did he now know what to do when he shoved his cock inside a cunt – had he ever been in a cunt?
Rubbing her body all over, pinching her nipples until the sensation had her on the edge of madness, Nancy moved back to her original vantage point.
She looked over the top of the haystack saw Billy thrusting up against Bonnie's face, trying to fuck her in the mouth. But each time his groin stabbed up the young girl retreated, taking no more of him than she had before.
Billy groaned. "Oh, Jesus! Jesus! Suck! Suck it, Bonnie! All of it!"
Again Bonnie came off his cock, Billy gasping as it bobbed in the air. She shook her head once, angry.
"You don't like the way I'm doing it, Billy? Try sucking it yourself!"
"Oh, Christ! I'm sorry, Bonnie – please! Take it!"
"You gonna shut up about taking it all the way?"
"Yes! Oh, God! Yes!"
The girl came down again, Nancy wondering why her son didn't demand his rights as a male – why didn't he slam his cock into her? She'd damn well take it then!
For that matter, why wasn't Billy fucking her? Bonnie's cunt was juicing, her spending soaking her ass as she scratched at her itch, just as her aunt was scratching at another, greater burning deep in her adult cunt. God! She couldn't reach it! Only a cock could reach it!
Frustrated, she shook her head to clear her vision – saw that her son was equally frustrated. Billy dug his nail into his palms, biting his lip as Bonnie returned to servicing him. Sweat poured out of the boy's forehead, soaked his chest as he held himself back from fucking into the girl's mouth with all of his strength.
"Suck! Oh, Jesus Christ, suck me! Suck me!"
Bonnie's head began to bob faster, flashing up and down, tossing her hair, her asshole flexing as her buttocks slammed down against her heels with the force of her sucking. She stopped playing with herself, caught Billy's hips with both hands to hold her balance as he increased the speed of sucking him. Billy gasped repeatedly as her teeth grated against the flesh of his cock.
"Ohhhhhhhh, Christ! Christ! Owww-www!"
The boy's balls were aching in their tight-drawn scrotal sac, but now he felt the soothing sensation spread across his gut, signaling impending explosion.
"Oh, shit! Shit suck, Bonnie -suck! I'm…Jesus Christ I'm coming!"
Bonnie heard his wanting and pulled back from his cock just as the first blast of boy-cum slammed up through the tube of his prick. The girl gasped as it splattered against her chest, followed quickly by a second and a third white bullet. His cock bobbed in the air as one final oozing ejaculation rose, not strong enough to do more than fall back against the shaft, running down toward his balls…
"ohhhhhhhhh, God! God!"
The teenagers heard the woman's voice coming from the far side of the haystack. Staring at each other in shock, they leaped to their feet, looking over the hay at Nancy as she fell flat on her ass, her knees drawing up against her tits, three fingers of each hand digging deep into her aching cunt…