Fortunately, Susan didn't ask Pat where she had spent the afternoon. Pat hadn't quite decided what to reply to that question if it had been put to her. Now she wouldn't have to. But Pat had a question she was dying to ask.
Susan was alone in the kitchen, preparing dinner. Ben was in his room. Pat went into the kitchen and picked a piece of carrot from the salad Susan was making.
"How'd it go?" she asked.
"What?" Susan asked innocently.
Pat felt a tingle run through her. The way her sister was acting made it obvious that she had scored with Ben. But Pat was intent on making her admit it.
"Come on, you know what I'm talking about," she said.
"I don't," Susan insisted.
"Well, if you want to keep it a secret, that's your privilege."
"I'm not keeping any secrets from you, Pat. I don't know what you're talking about," Susan said.
"Okay, have it your way," Pat said.
Pat had decided to approach the subject from another direction. But that would have to wait until later.
When they sat down to eat, Pat studied Ben. The boy didn't look at her the same way he had before. That confirmed her suspicions.
"Did you see anything interesting this afternoon?" Susan asked her sister, just to make conversation.
Pat almost said that she had seen something very interesting. But then she decided to give the pot another stir.
"Oh, didn't I tell you? I didn't go window shopping after all. I stopped in to see Clark."
Susan's face went blank. Her fear of competition was clearly written in her eyes. Pat merely smiled slightly and passed the potatoes.
"Did you have a nice time?" Susan asked, struggling to keep her voice from shaking.
"Very," was all Pat said in reply.
Ben looked from one woman to the other. He didn't like being a pawn in their game, but what the hell – he was getting fucked.
Susan didn't say much more during dinner. Ben was quiet too. That left Pat's small talk as the only sound.
"I'm going to the movie that's playing around the corner this evening," Pat announced after dinner. "And don't worry, Susan. I'm not going to see Clark."
"I wasn't worried," Susan said. But of course she was.
Actually, Pat had no intention of going out at all. But she had a plan. Making a big display of getting ready to go out, she tried on different coats, asked everyone how, she looked, then changed again. When she was finally ignored by Ben and Susan who were busy in the kitchen cleaning up, she said good-bye. She opened the door, then slammed it without going on.
Pat went to Ben's room. Now if Susan and Ben fucked again, she would join them. And if Susan went to Clark's to find out what was going on, Ben would be all hers. She couldn't help smiling to herself when she thought of the fun she was going to have.
She was already enjoying her game. As she quietly hung up her coat, she could hear Ben and Susan talking in the kitchen. She would have bet they were talking about her, and she loved to eavesdrop. She went to the bedroom door to hear better.
"Are you mad at Aunt Pat for going over to Clark's today?" Ben was asking.
"No, not really," Susan said. "Pat has been doing that sort of thing to me since we were teenagers."
"Do you think she fucked him?"
"No," Susan said. "She just wants to make me jealous."
Pat could hear the uncertainty in Susan's voice, even from the distance from which she was listening.
"It's all so confusing," Ben said. "But I'm having a great time."
"So am I," Susan said. "I just hope it lasts."
"Can we fuck again tonight?" Ben asked.
Pat smiled when she heard the boy say that. And she hoped Susan would say yes.
"Ben, your hands are wet. Come on now, let's finish the dishes first," Susan said.
Pat pictured the boy grabbing his mother. Good boy, she thought. Grabbing her own tits, she could hardly wait for the coming orgy. When she heard footsteps, she ducked into Ben's closet. But they went into Susan's room.
Pat came out of the closet and went back to the door. Faintly, sounds of kissing were coming from Susan's room. Pat would give them time to get good and wrapped up in passion before making her appearance. That way, Susan would be less likely to throw her out.
When Pat heard the rustle of clothing from the next room, she took off her own clothes.
"Your tits are so much bigger than Aunt Pat's," Ben was saying.
Pat felt a twinge of jealousy when she heard that. Maybe that was one reason she liked to give her sister a hard time, she thought.
"I get my tits from my father's side of the family," Susan said. "Your Grandma Jones had the biggest jugs I've ever seen."
There wasn't any more conversation. That was a good sign, Pat thought. Still, she would wait a little longer. Meanwhile, she grabbed her cunt with one hand and a tit with the other.
Before long, Pat found that her lust wouldn't let her wait another second. Creeping into the hall, she peeked into Susan's room. The sight that met her eyes made her cunt drool. Susan was lying on her back, and Ben had his face buried in her tits.
The sounds of tit-sucking made Pat even more eager to get into that scene. She was surprised at her own nervousness, though. To bolster her courage, she lifted a hand from her cunt to her face and breathed in the odor of her cunt.
Fortified with the smell of sex in her nostrils, she strolled into her sister's room. Susan lifted her head from the pillow and stared at her in amazed disbelief Ben, sensing that something was happening, looked at his mother's face. Then he followed her gaze to Pat's naked body.
"I thought you went out," Susan said.
"Oh, didn't I tell you? I changed my mind," Pat said.
Susan's face showed a little anger, but a lot of lust. She was already hot from her preliminaries with Ben, and the sight of her sister's body added to her passion.
Ben, naturally, was grinning with lustful happiness. The idea of having both these chicks at the same time was fantastic.
"Let me join you two," Pat said and walked slowly toward the bed.
"Why not?" Susan said.
Actually, Susan was eager to get her hands on Pat again. But she didn't want to show it. She was still jealous.
Pat got on the bed opposite from Ben. The boy was staring wide-eyed as Pat touched one of Susan's huge tits. Then she lowered her face to her sister's and kissed her hungrily.
"Your mother and I have already had a fling," Pat said to Ben.
The boy went back to the tit he'd been sucking, but he kept his eyes on his aunt. As he filled his mouth with a hard nipple, he saw Pat do the same.
The sight of the lesbian action had a profound effect on the boy. He opened his mouth wider and gobbled up more tit flesh as though he were in a contest with his perverted aunt. With two mouths sucking her tits, Susan was soon moaning softly.
Ben saw Pat slide a hand down his mother's stomach to her cunt. He sent a hand down there, too. In the tight curls on that plump mound, his fingers met Pat's. Together, they reached to the crack of the cunt and spread it. They divided the pussy in half. But Susan had only one tunnel, and they had to share it. Ben slipped a finger up it first. Susan let out a groan when her cunt was penetrated, then a louder one when Pat's finger joined Ben's up her tight cunt-sleeve.
Suddenly Ben felt something hot and wet in his ear. He realized that Pat had left Susan's tit to stick her tongue in his ear. Pat's finger remained with Ben's in Susan's cunt, but her mouth was now devoted to the boy.
Pat kissed her way down his neck, over his chest, and, moving her body over Susan's, down his stomach. As Pat crawled among the tangle of legs, she took one hand from Susan's cunt and replaced it with the other. That way, she was able to get into sucking position.
Still stirring her sister's twat, Pat began placing kisses and licks on Ben's prick. He had rolled over so the stiff cock was pointing at the ceiling.
After kissing her way up and down the shaft a few times, Pat stuck the cock into her mouth. Ben had been sucking his mother's tit, but now he lifted his face to watch his aunt.
Susan began moving around so her head was pointing in the opposite direction, toward the foot of the bed. Ben's and Pat's finger remained in her cunt as she pivoted around. Ben was surprised to see his mother go after Pat's cunt with her tongue.
Pat brought her crotch up toward Susan's face to meet her half-way. Then she spread her thighs, and Susan stuck her head into her pussy. Ben could see his mother's tongue wiggling in Pat's twat. The sight made his own mouth water.
His mother's cunt was not far from his face. He could see it spread and gaping around the fingers that were still in it. But he took his finger out and leaned his face toward it. Giving his aunt's hand a playful bite she took her hand out of the way.
Pat was sucking his cock with a gentle tugging. Susan was slurping softly in Pat's cunt. The boy made the chain complete by having his mother's cunt his best tongue workout.
Ben rolled his mother's hips until he could look over her ass at the action on the other end of the bed. He could see Pat's head bobbing steadily on his prick. Her hand gripped the base of the cock as though she were afraid it would get away.
His mother's face was hidden in Pat's crotch, but he could see her jaw moving and the sound of her tongue in the wet envelope of Pat's cunt could be heard.
Susan lifted her head from Pat's crotch after a while and replaced it with her hand. Playing her fingertips around in the juicy slot should do the trick, she thought. Then she moved her head beside her sister's at Ben's cock.
Watching from between his mother's thighs, the boy saw her nuzzle her face to his balls. Pat's face was hovering over his prick as she sucked it, but Susan managed to get at his balls.
With his tongue still sliding around in his mother's cunt, Ben watched his aunt relinquish his prick to his mother. As Susan took the fat prick-knob into her mouth, Pat took over kissing his balls. Having both of those women nibbling at his crotch was almost unbelievable to the boy. Pat stuck her tongue out and licked his balls and the crease between his balls and thigh.
Ben had to pull his face from his mother's cunt.
He just couldn't miss the thrill of watching what was happening to him. His mother's tits were on his side, and Pat's were resting on one of his thighs.
Susan passed his prick back to Pat, who sucked for a while. They had brought their hands to his crotch and ass and were touching every one of his most sensitive spots. One of Pat's fingers was tickling his asshole and his mother was holding his balls.
The two chicks were passing his prick back and forth and were soon both sucking it at the same time. Their tongues and mouths came together on his pulsing cock head.
"Wow!" Ben said in the heat of sexual dizziness. "I can't believe this!"
His mother and aunt both looked up at him as they continued sucking him as a team. Their eyes smiled with pride.
As they sucked, they began to go after each other's tongues more and the prick less. Ben didn't mind. The sight of them kissing and tonguing each other was a real joy.
Soon, Ben's prick was almost forgotten as the women went after each other. They wrapped their arms around their bodies, crushing their tits together. They were lying over Ben's legs, but he crawled out from under them.
Ben was trying to find a way to wedge himself between their tightly clamped bodies. It didn't look easy, but he stuck a hand into the compressed tits. As though suddenly reminded of his presence, the women let go of each other and grabbed him.
"Fuck me, honey!" his mother said to him.
"Get in me!" Pat said, simultaneously.
The women looked, at each other. He couldn't fuck both of them, or could he?
"Come here," Pat said to Susan. "Lie here, like this."
Pat had Susan's ass at the edge of the bed, her legs hanging over the side. Then she got on top of her sister. Her legs were folded beside Susan's hips. Their tits were again pressed together.
Ben saw what he had to do. Hopping off the bed, he went where the chicks' crotches were stacked on top of each other.
"There," Pat said. "Stick it in one of us then the other."
Ben looked at the cunts. The cunts made one long line, their clits almost touching. He had to bend his knees slightly to get his prick lined up with those twats, but he could brace them against the side of the bed.
Before plugging into either cunt, he ran the head of his prick up and down both gashes. The inner-lips of both were sticking out, and his cock moved along those wet ridges smoothly.
Susan and Pat were kissing deeply again as Ben stroked their pussies with the hot bulb of his cock. Then he slipped it into the upper crack, Pat's. He buried the rod to the hilt in her tight cave, then pulled it out. Lowering his aim slightly, he plunged it into the lower crack.
His mother's twat stretched over the prick as Ben filled it. He heard his mother groan, but the sound was muffled by Pat's tongue, which was in her mouth. Now Ben could tell that his mother's snatch was a slight bit tighter than his aunt's.
Withdrawing his cock from his mother's snatch, he reinserted it into Pat's. After a few dips into each pussy, he was getting good at raising and lowering his hips just the right amount. And the cuntal-tubes were gaping open now, making it easy to go from one to the other.
"Oh, God!" Ben gasped as his prick began to buzz.
Every time he pulled it from one cunt, on the way to the other, he saw the tool twitching. The coating of slippery cream on it made it feel cool in the air of the room.
He was going to come. The first cum shot into Pat's twat, and Ben wanted to keep it in that cunt while he came. But he made the effort to keep switching. During the trip to the other cunt, a bullet of gism hit his aunt's asscheek.
"Uh-h, uh-h-h, uh-h-h!" he grunted as he kept his prick commuting.
Both women were making noises of lust into each other's mouth. Their bodies twitched, but Ben knew he hadn't brought either of them off. But that didn't worry him at all. He was sure they would take care of each other.
When he couldn't stab those cracks any longer, he threw himself on the bed beside the kissing women. He watched as Pat began sliding down his mother's body. She dropped down between her legs to the floor. Then Pat put her face to Susan's twat.
Ben knew that his mother had caught a good deal of his gism, and that her cunt would be awash with the gooey stuff. But Pat dove right into that sopping cunt. She loved drinking his cream from the vessel of her sister's crotch.
But Pat wasn't merely lapping up Ben's spilled gism. It became obvious in the way Susan began moaning that Pat was giving her a good tonguing of the clit.
"Oh, Pat," Susan moaned. "Oh, you're wonderful. Oh-h-h-h-h-h!"
Ben watched his mother go wild as Pat's head bobbed and nodded at her pussy. He put one hand lightly on a swaying tit to feel it move. He could see his mother was slipping into orgasmic delirium.
"E-e-e-e-a-a-a-a-h-h-h-h-h-h!" Susan wailed.
When Pat lifted her face, Ben saw how it was smeared with the wetness of her sister's cunt. Pat crawled up over her sister, straddling her and moving toward her head. As she dragged her cunt over Susan's stomach, she left a track of dripping gism.
Pausing over Susan's chest, Pat let her catch her breath. Then she brought her soaking twat over Susan's face.
"Eat me!" she said. "Make me come!"
Pat lowered her crotch as Susan stuck out her tongue. Ben lay beside them, watching and imagining the load of gism that must be running into his mother's mouth.
Susan grabbed her sister by the ass as she wiped out her cunt with broad swipes of her long tongue. Pat grabbed her own tits and threw her head back. It was quite a sexy pose, Ben thought as he watched in amazement.
Ben's prick was getting hard again, but there didn't seem to be anywhere to stick it at the moment. He solved that problem by grabbing it in his fist. He hadn't jerked off in a while – he'd been too busy. But now it seemed like a great idea.
Pumping his prick for all he was worth and watching the scene of utter perversion before him, he quickly rose to the heights of passion.
Pat was beginning to groan with joy. Beneath her, Susan's head was struggling. Then, with a piercing scream, Pat had a ripping orgasm. Pat tumbled off Susan's head, landing on her own head on the mattress.
"Wow! I never saw anything so weird in my life," Ben said to the women as he pumped his prick.
They looked at him just in time to see him squeeze his eyes shut in the grip of an orgasm. Susan held out her hand and caught the few drops of gism that he managed to produce. She licked the treasure from her hand. Pat cleaned the rest from Ben's prick with her mouth.
They all got beneath the blankets to enjoy the deep relaxation that the kinky sex had left them. Ben was in the middle with tits pressing against him from both sides.
"Gee, just think," Ben mused. "A few weeks ago I was a virgin."
"Just show what being a good boy will do for you," Pat said.
"I've really enjoyed all this," Susan said. "But there is one thing I am worried about, Clark."
"I wouldn't worry about him." Pat said. "He can be handled."
"You sound pretty sure," Susan said. "Just what happened between you and him?"
"As you suspect, we fucked," Pat admitted. "But I think he only fucked me because you were ignoring him. He did it to get your attention."
"I don't blame him or you," Susan said. "I did treat him badly. And I was such a fool to be jealous of you two."
"I don't want to spoil things between you and Clark, Mom," Ben said. "If you don't want to fuck me any more, I'll understand."
"Let's not get maudlin," Pat said to them. "You two have a great thing going. Clark would be crazy not to want to be a part of it."