The twins developed beautifully in every aspect. They passed their high school finals with excellent marks, and decided against going on to college. John's physical development made him laugh when he thought of how he had once wanted to be a jockey. At nineteen, he stood just over six feet and weighed a solid one seventy-five. He enjoyed plenty of exercise around the farm, in addition to the bedroom variety, so that he looked like an athlete, in perfect condition.
Jenny had done a beautiful job of growing up too. She stood five-ten and had a magnificent figure. Her tits had developed to the point where they required a thirty-eight C bra to contain them, though their firmness was such that they required no support. Like her brother, she retained the perfectly silken skin they'd had in childhood. John wished his skin were not so perfect, but Jenny was delighted with it.
Usually, Jenny and John slept together in one room, while Cyril and Greta slept in another. Once a week or so, they would change partners for a night. There had been a time when Jenny had sex with her brother only because she felt it was the thing to do, but as John developed into manhood, he became every bit as thrilling a partner as her uncle, with the added advantage that he could get his cock up and off much more frequently, and it wasn't unusual for him to get off four or five charges a day, every one of them first class.
John became more and more devoted to farming and horse breeding, so much so that he took much of the work off his uncle's hands. Jenny, the better student, found no such interests to occupy her time, so that beyond sex and reading, she had little to do and too much time to think and to feel restless, as though she should be doing something. When it was time for a sex session, she was all for it, but between sessions she was frequently bored, and in those times, she was rarely her old, bright, smiling self.
"I think," Cyril told Greta one afternoon when they were alone in the house, "that when she reaches twenty and gets her hands on that money, she's going to leave here and go to live with her Uncle Dwight and Eva."
"You sound concerned, dear," Greta told him. "Sure, she's a nice little package of meat and all that, but life will go on without her. If you want a young playmate, I'm sure we can find you one."
"Damn it, Greta, it isn't that. She could be easy picking for Dwight."
"Are you worried about her money or jealous that he'll get into her panties?" Greta asked teasingly.
"Don't be silly. He may be my brother, but that doesn't mean I have to like him. I'd just hate to see him clean her out. He doesn't deserve it."
"Let's let it drop, dear," Greta said. "If Jenny decides to leave, she'll leave. There's really nothing we can do about it, so let's not worry. You can be sure John won't want to leave."
"I know that and I'm glad. He's turned into a damn fine young man. Still, if she does leave us, I'd sure like to get up that tight little ass of hem first."
"She does have a funny thing about not wanting that, doesn't she?"
"It's not so funny to me. She's been stalling me for years. If I find out she's really leaving, I can promise you she won't get out of here without getting that beautiful ass well fucked," Cyril said with feeling, and the urge became so strong to ass-fuck his niece that he knew it was going to happen soon, even if it took the form of back door rape.
Although he couldn't be sure of it, Jenny was very definite on the matter in her own mind. She saw it as being wrong that Cyril enjoyed a life of luxury, giving nothing to society, while her Uncle Dwight, who had so little, gave so much of his time and energy to advance causes in which he believed, causes related to the poor and the oppressed. She had spent a week with her uncle and his family and liked all of them.
Her twentieth birthday was still four months away, and until then, she planned on keeping her thoughts to herself, not even sharing them with her brother, but then fate stepped in and took a hand, again in the form of death.
Word was received that Dwight had been killed in a traffic accident. For Jenny, even greater a tragedy than his death was the fact that Aunt Eva had two young boys and little money to cope. When she suggested to Cyril that he offer financial help, he was adamant in his refusal. They were not his responsibility and that was that. He refused to even discuss it with her.
Along with Jenny and John, Cyril drove to the city where his brother had lived. When they met the widow, an attractive woman in her thirties, Jenny was shocked by his patronizing attitude, which she knew to be totally insincere. Whether for that reason or not, Jenny took an instant liking to the woman, and sensed it was returned in full measure.
The house was a modest one and not well furnished, but it was neat and clean. Since Eva's children were boys of eighteen and eighteen, Jenny guessed that she did all the work herself.
After the funeral, Cyril complained that he was not feeling well and returned to the hotel. John went with him, but Jenny went to the house with her aunt and the children. When the boys went to their room, Jenny and her aunt had a chance to talk, and they took advantage of it, Eva doing most of the talking.
Soon, words were pouring from her, words which told of an unhappy marriage and home life, of a husband who devoted all his time and energy to causes and ignored his wife and children.
"They didn't even cry when they heard he was dead," Eva said.
"Did you?" Jenny asked.
"Na. I was shocked, I suppose, but there were no tears. I guess I used them all up during those lonely nights when I hungered for what every wife has the right to expect."
"What are you going to do now?"
"I'll get a job. I have a feeling that my life will be better, once I get things worked out. For one thing," she added with a brave little smile, "I'm not going to waste time feeling sorry for myself."
"Good for you. Is there going to be another man?"
"I doubt that very much. In learning to look after my needs by myself, I suppose I've turned off men."
"You're too young for that, Aunt Eva. You also seem to have a great figure. I'm sure there will be offers and some of them will look better than your index finger."
Eva laughed at that. "You're not a virgin, are you, Jenny?"
"No. I've experienced a lot of things and enjoyed them all."
"That's isn't surprising, considering that you're living with him. How old were you when you started?"
"Eighteen. Are you horrified?"
"No, you know I'm not."
"The first night, we watched through the key hole. They played and sucked and fucked. It was terribly exciting. John and I went back to my room after that. We took our clothes off and played. After that, Greta seduced John and then me. It was wild. It's been an orgy for seven years. Have you ever been fucked by a boy, Eva?"
"My God! You make me feel like, an innocent little girl, and I'm your aunt. No, I've never been fucked by a boy. I've never made out with a woman either. How is it?"
"Beautiful. Women understand better than men. Sure, a tongue may be shorter and softer than a prick, but when it's used right, oooohhhh."
"I don't understand what's happening to me, Jenny. You're my niece, my husband has just been buried a few hours ago and yet, I'm…" She stopped and her face flushed.
"I can understand that, Eva. Would the boys disturb us if we went to your room to talk?" Jenny asked as she felt heat flaring in her cunt.
"No, but there's a room in the basement. It will be better."
As Eva got to her feet, Jenny enjoyed a quick flash of nylon-sheathed thighs, and told herself that in just a few minutes, her face would be between those thighs, her mouth mashing on a hot, juicy cunt, her tongue lapping.
She followed her aunt to the basement. They went into a room and the door closed behind them. Licking her lips, Jenny took her aunt into her arms and their mouths met hungrily. Their kiss was one of fierce passion. When Jenny brought her tongue into play, Eva did the same, then Jenny's hands were on the back of her aunt's dress and she was rubbing ass cheeks which felt firm and smooth and exciting, then Jenny felt hands fondling her ass, and passion flared another notch as she pulled and their bodies pressed tightly.
"I've never been kissed like that," Eva whispered in awe. "Show me, Jenny. Teach me everything. Jesus, I've never felt this horny, not ever!"
"I'll strip first," Jenny said, taking a step back, "then I'll undress you. It's going to be beautiful for both of us, you'll see."
As she removed her dress, Jenny saw passion in her aunt's eyes, then she took her bra off and the woman gasped.
"I've never seen a pair like that, Jenny. I knew you were beautiful, I just didn't know how beautiful."
"In a little while, you'll be fondling and sucking these tits, Eva. You're going to like that a lot. Your body is so ready for it all."
Turning to drop her bra on the chair, Jenny kept her back to the woman, then slowly pushed her panties down to bare the perfect cheeks of her ass. As she bent to step out of the panties, she showed the smooth, hairless crack, then she dropped her panties, turned and slowly rubbed her cunt as she licked her lips, her big tits rising and falling with her labored breathing, then she went to her aunt and took her in her arms for another searing kiss. As their lips met, two hands caught the cheeks of Jenny's ass and fondled lovingly for a long, lovely time, before Jenny broke the embrace and began undressing her aunt.
Eva trembled as she stood in a black bra and half-slip while Jenny carefully folded her dress over the back of the chair.
"I like the way you fill that bra, Eva, and I can see that it's real. I'll give your tits a sweet sucking, one that you'll feel right in your cunt," Jenny said, and squeezed both cups, finding their contents as firm as she had expected.
"Jenny, I'd die if you were to stop now."
"I'm not going to stop, Eva, and neither are you. Let me see how you fill your panties."
Jenny pushed the half-slip down and saw that Eva's panties were sheer black nylon, and that they clung to a lush body, the tummy slightly rounded. Dropping the slip, she cupped both plump cheeks of her ass and squeezed firmly.
"My ass is too big," Eva said. "I'll diet and take some weight off."
"This is a beautiful ass. I'm going to kiss it and lick it and really make you squirm. If you take one ounce off it, I'll spank it back on. Now let's see what yummies you're hiding in that bra," Jenny added, and her hands rubbed slowly up her aunt's back until she found the hooks of the bra and opened them.
"What a pair of tits!" Jenny enthused as she dropped the bra and reached for the naked tits with both hands, fondling them lovingly.
"Oh, Jenny," the woman said with a sigh, "it's been so long. You're so gentle. So exciting. Oh, God, how you handle my tits. I feel like I'm going to come."
"You are going to, and you're going to do it often," Jenny told her, and then opened her mouth wide, bent and sucked a silken tit into it. While she sucked and fondled the big tits, Eva kept moaning in passion, her body jerking hotly.
"Oh, Jenny… I… I can't stand it… oh oh… uh!" Eva panted.
"I understand, Eva," Jenny told her, and her hands went to the clinging panties. "I'll take your panties off and give you what you need right now. Later, we'll play."
She peeled the panties down hurriedly, and then guided her aunt onto the bed. Positioning her ass on the edge, she raised and parted the woman's legs and stared into the hot-looking crotch and licked her lips.
Dropping to her knees on the carpet beside the bed, Jenny slowly felt her way up her aunt's legs and thighs as the woman panted and groaned. Then the tips of her fingers moved lightly over the soft, warm cunt ups, and she felt Eva's body jerk strongly. With the same deft touch, she parted the lips and looked into the wet, juicy-looking cunt.
Bringing her mouth close to it, she exhaled warm, moist breath onto her aunt's pussy, heard another low groan of passion, then her mouth was on the cunt, and Eva stuffed the heel of a hand into her mouth to stifle her shriek of passion as Jenny began sucking her snatch.
Jenny sucked only briefly, finding the cunt juicy and very tasty, then, knowing what Eva needed so badly, she found the hard cunt and began licking it. While she licked, her hands rubbed everywhere they could reach, from thighs to tits as her aunt squirmed and moaned, waiting for the rocket ride to heaven which came closer with each lick of the knowing tongue. And then her orgasm arrived in a blinding explosion.
Throwing herself onto the bed and away from her niece, Eva buried her face in the pillow and cried her cries of ecstasy into it. She knelt with her ass arched high and swaying. It was a sight Jenny couldn't resist, so she got onto the bed, held her aunt by the well-fleshed hips, and began covering the cheeks and crack of her ass with kisses and wet licks. As the orgasm began to pass, her face pressed hotly between the cheeks of her aunt's ass and she kissed her asshole lovingly.
"Oh my God, Jenny, did all that really happen?" Eva asked a little later, her eyes wet and shining with joy.
"Not only did it happen," Jenny told her as she lay beside her and lightly rubbed her tummy, "but it was only the beginning. That cunt lapping was just to take away the edge. Now we'll go back to the beginning and work ourselves up again. Did you like that little cunt lapping?"
"I can't describe how I felt, can't even begin to. That was the first time in my life."
"You mean with a woman?"
"With anyone. I've never had my cunt lapped before. I've never even had it kissed. Oh my God, what I've been missing!"
"You won't be missing it from now on," Jenny told her, and her hand moved slowly down to the warm crotch, gently rubbing the warm, wet cunt which still tingled from the lovingly lapping.
"But you'll be going back, won't you? With him?"
"We'll talk about that later, Eva. Just take my word for it that you're going to have your cunt lapped often and you're going to love sucking mine. Relax now while I finger your pussy a little and suck your tits. You think you're horny now, but you haven't even started."
While she sucked a big tit, Jenny fingered her aunt's pussy beautifully, alternating between getting the finger all the way in to diddle, and stroking on and around her clit which was still highly sensitized, so that Eva went on moaning and writhing as passion mounted. When Eva panted that she was going to come again, Jenny went on stroking her passion bud, and then her ass was jerking on the sheet as she climaxed for the second time.
"I've done it to myself with my finger, often," Eva said, her face hotly flushed, "but it was never as good as that. Oh, Jenny, I still can't believe it!"
"No? Then maybe you should work on me for a while," Jenny told her as she took her own left tit in hand, squeezed it, then partially turned over and delivered it to the mouth which opened wide to receive it. "That's it, Eva darling," she panted, "suck my tit. Suck my big tit and make me squirm. Oh Jesus, yes, that's the way to suck! When you finish with my tits, I'll give you my hot cunt to suck. You're going to love sucking my tasty little cunt. It will be nice and juicy and hot for your mouth and tongue!"
Although she'd had her own tits sucked and had enjoyed it, Eva was amazed and delighted to discover the thrill of sucking the tits of another woman, especially such firm, beautiful ones. She sucked one for a long time, then switched to the other, her hands, eagerly fondling while her mouth worked, then she began to kiss her way down her niece's smooth tummy, pausing when she reached her navel to tongue there for a few seconds, then her lips were grazing in Jenny's pussy bush, and she saw the girl's crotch opening wide.
At the sight of Jenny's little cunt, Eva felt her heart pounding hard. There was just a faint perfume of musk, and as she inhaled it, Eva felt passion flaring more hotly. The little pink lips looked so soft, so tender and warm. Eva's groan of passion was muffled in Jenny's crotch as mouth and cunt made contact and she sucked greedily while her hands explored silken thighs and asscheeks, and then it was Jenny's turn to groan in passion.
Jenny was overjoyed to see how easily her aunt had been seduced, and how naturally she lapped cunt. She did it so well that it wasn't long before Jenny felt the tension, which told her, she was going to come, and that it was going to be a honey. When the big orgasm came, it was one of those beauties, which went all the way to the tips of her fingers and toes, and left her purring like a very contented kitten.
But one orgasm wasn't enough for Jenny, given her state of arousal, and Eva speed that she could use at least one more.
"Then I'll show you how we can lap each other at the same time," Jenny told her aunt.
"Is that what's called sixty-nine?"
"That's right, and it's a beautiful number. Here, let me position you, like this, that's it. Now I'll put my crotch in your face, like uh this and I'll get your cunt in my mouth, like this," she said, and then their sighs were muffled as they sucked and lapped each other's cunts while their hands played other games and silken thighs rubbed warm faces.
Both women came at almost the same time, and wet crotches rubbed on flushed faces as their naked bodies jerked through strong orgasms until the final spasms passed and left them both glowing.
Although she wanted more of the same, Eva decided they should go back upstairs before the boys became so curious that they would come looking for her, so they got dressed, shared one more kiss, then went upstairs where, despite her best efforts, Eva couldn't hide her glow of happiness, a look her sons had never seen on her face before.
"Why don't you invite me to live with you for a while, Eva?" Jenny asked.
"You must be kidding. You wouldn't give up your plush, sexy life at the farm to live in this dump."
"Then why do you think I suggested it? We don't have to live in this house. I'm just months away from coming into tons of money. We can get a bigger place, one that would give us all the privacy we need."
"My God, Jenny, that sounds so beautiful, especially after what you just showed me, but why would you do such a thing?"
"I don't know, because I like you, I guess, and because I hate to see you in the mess you are. I'm not saying I'll stay forever, but let's just say we'll live together as long as it suits the two of us."
"Oh, Jenny, I can't believe it! I don't think he's going to like that very much. It's obvious he doesn't like it."
"It doesn't matter what Cyril thinks about it. I'm a big girl now. Besides, for a long time now, he's been determined td get his cock up my ass, and I don't want it that way. It frightens me. If I stay there much longer, I'm afraid he's going to force…"
"Jenny, you're an angel. How beautiful life could be if you'd come to live here. You're sure the kids won't bother you?"
"I'm positive," Jenny said, and recalled how sex had delighted her at eighteen, and thought of how she was going to seduce the two boys and, if her plans worked out, get them into their mother's bed as well, into her bed and her cunt too.
On the way back to the farm, Jenny said nothing of her plans, but Cyril sensed that things were happening, things he was not going to like. He had observed that she had been perspiring when she returned to the hotel, and her cunt had been very moist when he felt it.
Since Jenny didn't know anyone else in that city, he could only suppose that she had been for a ramp in the hay with the widow, but that struck him as being unlikely, especially since it was the day of her late husband's funeral.
"What did you two find to talk about that took so long?" Cyril asked as he drove the car at a steady eighty miles an hour.
"Oh, just things. I like Eva a lot, and I can't understand why you don't."
"It's not that I don't like her, dear. I've hardly met her. Remember, I rarely saw Dwight either, even though we were brothers. Could it be that you're thinking of leaving your happy home?"
"I'm thinking of going to live with Eva for a while."
"Oh, Jenny, don't do that," her brother said with obvious feeling.
"It doesn't have to be forever, and it's only a few hours by car," Jenny told him. "Right now she's broke and lonely and I think I could help her a lot."
"She invited you?" Cyril asked, suspicious.
"No. It was my idea. It happened while I was seducing her."
"Christ, so I was right in my guess about you having gotten into her panties," Cyril said in surprise, and slowed the car to a stop, then asked John to take over the driving while he sat in back with Jenny. "I never dreamed pious-looking Eva was a swinger. How was she?"
"Yummy. She had never swung that way before. She seemed upset, so we talked about a lot of things and it just happened gradually. Once I felt it going that way, I played it slow and easy. We went to a bedroom and it was all rockets and beautiful music from there on. She told me she'd never even had her cunt kissed by a man, let alone sucked by a woman. She's really hooked on it."
"Christ, what a horny bitch you are, Jenny," Cyril said, and reached under her dress to feel his way up to her crotch where, he found her panties were still moist.
"Please reconsider, Jenny," John asked. "I'd really hate to see you leave."
"Thanks, John, you're sweet and I love you, but Eva really needs someone right now, someone like me. If you wish, all of you, I could bring her to the farm from time to time and we could all fuck."
"Including those two little boys?" Cyril asked.
"Probably. Mind you, once she finds out that I've fucked her little dears, she may get mad and throw me out of the house."
"Or call the cops and have you put in jail," Cyril told her.
"I doubt that very much, Cyril. I think that before very long, she'll be opening her pussy for their hard little cocks. I think I have her hooked enough so that she'll want to try anything and everything."
"And you think she'll go as far as incest?" Cyril asked.
"That isn't really so far out, is it, Uncle Cyril?" she asked, and grinned.
When they reached the farm, Greta took the news of Jenny's, impending departure gracefully. Like the others, she expressed a wish that Jenny would change her mind, but sensed that it wasn't going to happen.
"You have your own life to live, Jenny," Greta told her, and put an arm around her waist. "I'll miss you and I want you to know I'll always be glad to see you come back, whether to visit or to stay. I imagine your uncle feels the same way."
"Of course I do," he said promptly, and then he went to pour drinks for them, ending the conversation.
A little later, Cyril announced that he was too tired for sex that night and went to bed. Jenny gave John and Greta a detailed description of her seduction of Eva, and answered all their questions.
Story telling led to other thing, and then the three of them were naked and fucking. Before they decided to call it a night, John had proven himself the perfect stud again by fucking both of them.
Cyril woke with a hard-on in the morning, and he looked at Greta's big, white ass as she lay partially face down beside him. He felt an urge to wake her and slip his cock between the big cheeks of her ass, but he turned it off. In just a little while, he promised himself, he would get his cock up a beautiful ass, but it would be Jenny's. He had let her keep her asshole virginal for too long, and now that she was leaving, it was time to change that. Admiring Greta's ass as she slept, he thought of Jenny's, and of how he was going to get his prick into it. Slipping silently out of bed, he walked softly to the room where the twins were still sleeping. As he drew the sheet back, he was delighted to see that Jenny was lying face down, her head resting on her arms. It was a strange position for sleeping, he thought, but it displayed her lovely ass excitingly, and his hard prick throbbed as he gazed fondly at her crack, and thought of how it was going to feel when he ass-fucked her for the very first time. She would be tight, he told himself, and would perhaps cry and beg for mercy. That would make the act even more thrilling.
Resisting the urge to put his hands on her ass, sensing it would wake her, he slipped out of the room and went to shower and dress. His cock stayed hard all through the shower, and even after he was dressed, the front of his pants bulged strongly.
Greta wanted to go shopping in the city that morning and he had planned to take her, but under his plan for Jenny, John was going to be the driver so that he would be off the scene and unable to help his sister.
Neither Greta nor John suspected anything as he presented them with a list of things he needed, a list which meant visiting many shops so that the trip would take a long time, more time than he needed to carry out the plan that would lead to his cock being buried deep between the beautiful cheeks of Jenny's ass.
Minutes after Greta and John left, Cyril went to his study and picked up an illustrated magazine devoted to bondage. Showing it to Jenny, he suggested they go to his room and look at it together.
"So that's why you sent them to town, is it?" she asked, smiling.
"Of course. Since I won't have you around much from now on, I want to have you to myself as much as I can. You don't mind, do you?"
"Mind? You must be kidding, Uncle Cyril. When I'm gone, I'm going to miss you a lot," she told him, her left hand going to the front of his pants and squeezing his stiff cock. "Mmm, you're really in the mood for fun and games."
"Are you?"
"You better believe it. I seem to have a permanent case of hot cunt."
Reaching under her dress as she opened her legs, he stroked the crotch of her panties and found that her pussy was very warm indeed.
Sitting on the brass, four-poster bed, they looked through the magazine together, commenting on various pictures showing women bound in a wide variety of positions.
"Greta and I used to play the bondage game often," Cyril told her. "She especially liked this position," he said, showing her a picture of a naked woman lying on her back, her legs raised back over her body, her wrists bound behind her knees so that she was totally vulnerable, her cunt and asshole nicely presented.
"Sometimes," he explained, "I'd fuck her while she was tied up like that. Other times, I'd finger her cunt or, if I felt really freaky, I'd just look at her and play with myself for a long time. After I reached the stage where I couldn't bold my charge back I'd jerk off and shoot my jism all over her. That really used to drive her wild. I don't know why we haven't done it in so long. How would you like to play it with me?"
"Sure. It sounds like fun. Do you want me to undress now?"
"No. First, I'll tie you up with all your clothes on. I like that a lot."
Going to the dresser, he got the silk drape ties he had put there earlier, and then he had her lie on the bed. He tied her wrists behind her back, and then tied her ankles together. After that, he told her how beautiful she looked as he pushed the hem of her dress back so that he could see her panties, then he stripped naked and waved his cock at her.
Sitting on the bed beside her, he opened the front of her dress and played with the cups of her bra, telling her how helpless she looked.
"I feel so vulnerable," she told him. "This game is really wild. Are you going to tie me up naked later?"
"Yes. This is really turning me on. I'm going to tie you up in a lot of different positions. We'll make believe that I'm a rapist. I've kidnapped you and you are my helpless victim. When I can't wait any longer, I'll rape you. You'll plead and cry, but you'll be helpless and I'll sink my cock in your cunt."
"Oh yes! I'll cry all the time you're fucking me. We'll pretend I'm a virgin. Oh, Christ, this is going to be fun!"
Untying her then, he had her lie on the bed. Cyril had never played the bondage game before, but the pictures in the magazine gave him plenty of ideas, and Jenny's enthusiasm gave him all the inspiration he needed. He gradually undressed her until she was naked except for her garter belt and nylons, which he decided to leave on.
"Oh, Cyril, I hope you'll fuck me soon!" she panted as she lay face up on the bed, and her uncle tied her wrists and ankles to the four posts. Then he placed two pillows under her ass.
"Yes, you tender little virgin," Cyril told her as he knelt between her legs, his cock throbbing in his right hand. "I'm going to give you a sample of my cock right now. I'm going to push it slowly up your little cunt and stretch you."
"Oh no, you mustn't do that! I'm a virgin! Please don't fuck me! Please let me go home to my mummy!"
"When you go home to your mummy, little girl, you won't be a virgin. I'm going to fuck you plenty before I'm finished with you. I'm going to fuck you, make you suck my big prick, everything. What a sweet little cunt you have," he went on as he began to stroke it. Then his fingers parted the pink cunt lips and she began to cry. She did it so convincingly that he feared his balls would explode if he didn't soon get his rocks off, and then he told himself to wait so that he could enjoy the game longer.
"Go ahead and cry, little girl," he told her as he slowly lowered himself onto her naked body. "I love to hear a little girl wailing while I rape her. I'm going to rape you now. Here comes my big cock to fuck your little cunt. You're helpless, aren't you? There's nothing you can do. Feel my big cock in your crotch? In a minute, you'll feel it pushing up your virginal little cunt and fucking you."
While she continued to cry and plead for mercy, Cyril rubbed the head of his cock over the lips of her cunt, then he slowly pushed it between them, into her tight, nicely lubricated slit, and she cried more loudly. He trembled, his body and mind wild with desire, then he pushed the head right into her and she cried out with pretended fear.
Slowly, panting with passion, he fed cock into her lovely cunt. Jenny made her pleading and crying so convincing, that it was easy for him to believe that he had a virginal little girl tied on the bed as he pushed the final inch of prick into her, then sighed and pressed down heavily on her perspiring body, allowing his cock to throb in her hot cunt as she went on begging him to let her go.
He had almost forgotten himself, and when he remembered the real purpose of the game, he hurriedly pulled his prick out of her cunt and knelt up.
"Oh, Cyril, if you don't stick your cock back in me and fuck me, I'll really cry, and I won't be kidding. Jesus, I'm so horny!"
"So am I, baby," he told her as he untied her. "I'm going to fuck you soon, but I want to try a couple more positions first. This is the wildest fucking game I've ever played."
As he finished untying her, he put a hand in her crotch, rubbed her cunt for a few seconds, and then slipped a finger into her slit. He found her clit, and then he was stroking it as she groaned with passion.
When he sensed that she was close to orgasm, he shifted his position, fastened his mouth to the warm pussy and began lapping. Jenny climaxed strongly, and her cries filled the room as her long legs scissored high in the air.
And then for Cyril, there could be no more waiting. He had her stand at the foot of the bed and tied one ankle to each post, and then he placed a pillow over the brass rail and had her bend over it. Taking the long cords, he tied her wrists to the head of the bed, checked to ensure that she was perfectly helpless, then smiled as he went to the dresser and picked up the jar of lubricant.
"What are you getting that for, Uncle Cyril?" Jenny asked, a trace of alarm in her voice.
"To grease your tight little asshole, darling. It will help my prick slip in more easily. I've wanted to fuck your beautiful ass for a long time, Jenny. Now I am going to do it. Of course if you don't want me to get my prick up your ass, if you really don't want it, all you have to do is run away."
"You bastard! You dirty, sneaky, filthy bastard!" she spat. "This whole game was just your way of setting me up for this. That's why you sent John and Greta away."
"Right on all counts, Jenny," he told her as he put a finger in the jar, and then brought it to her little pink asshole. Her hole was tight as he pushed the finger in to lubricate it, diddling her and telling her how good it was going to feel when his cock was there instead of his finger.
Knowing that there was nothing she could do, Jenny stopped cursing him and decided to submit. Angered that she refused to plead or cry, Cyril looked at her lovely arched ass and considered using a leather belt to bring tears, but he decided against it. She was going to be angry enough as it was and so, probably, would John.
Guiding the head of his cock to her asshole, Cyril teased her for a few seconds, then pushed, and slowly forced the swollen head into her shit chute. He left it there for a few seconds, and then began working it into her with slow jabs, panting as he worked the full length of his cock up her ass. Then it was all in and he was pressed against her ass. Only then did he realize he was beyond control, and all he could do was press tightly against her as his jism blasted up her ass and he drained his balls.
"All right, you bastard, you got what you wanted, now get your fucking prick out of my ass."
Suddenly, all the pleasure was gone, and he felt guilt and shame as he withdrew his cock and prepared to untie her. Worst of all, he thought, he had just managed to get his cock into her and hadn't managed even one stroke of fucking.