Jenny was still angry with her uncle when the others returned, and she told them what had happened. Ashamed, Cyril left the room, wishing it were possible to undo what he had done, aware that he had spoiled the warm friendship of more than seven years with just one act which he hadn't really enjoyed.
"He shouldn't have done it, dear," Greta told her, "and I can see he's sorry now that he did, but please try to understand and forgive him."
"It isn't going to be easy. It wasn't just an impulsive act, he had the whole thing planned, even getting you and John off the scene."
"I know, dear, but try to see it his way. You have such a lovely ass. For years he's watched it develop and hungered to fuck it. Now you announce that you're leaving. Time was running out for him. If he didn't get up your asshole soon, it would be too late. I suppose he just lost control of himself. One thing I know is that he's terribly ashamed of himself now that it's over. I could see that on his face. What must make his guilt even harder to bear is the fact that he loves you."
"You've got me all mixed up, Greta. It was easier when I was just angry with him. Now I don't know what to say or think. You almost make me feel sorry for him."
"You don't need to, dear. What he did was wrong. If you could just forgive him, that would be enough."
"All right, Greta. After all, he has been very good to John and me. Besides, my ass doesn't feel so bad now. That makes it easier to be forgiving."
"Did it hurt?" Greta asked.
"I guess it wasn't really pain, but his cock is so big and it stretched me so. I thought he would tear me."
"Didn't he grease your asshole before he slipped it to you, Jenny?"
"Yes, and I guess that helped."
"It surely did. Without lubricant, it would have hurt you a lot, but when a woman is greased for it, it shouldn't hurt at all. In fact, I enjoy taking it up the ass once in a while, just for a change."
"I don't think I'm ever going to like it. It just didn't do anything for me, nothing pleasant anyway," Jenny added.
At lunch, with the others present, Cyril apologized to Jenny again and, accepting the apology, she threw her arms around him and kissed him on the mouth.
"Thank you, darling," he said with feeling, "That was so nice. May I apologize to your ass as well?"
When she laughingly agreed, he took her panties down while she held her skirt up, then he had her bend from the waist. Kneeling behind her, he held her hips as he pressed his face between her ass cheeks. For a long time, he remained there, kissing and licking her asshole.
Over lunch, they chatted about Jenny's plans to live with the aunt and seduce her two sons.
"The boys will be easy," Jenny assured them. "One look at me with my dress off and they'll be panting for what I have to offer."
"I can believe that," Cyril told her. "What really jolts me is how easy Eva was, especially if she's telling the truth about never having made out with a woman before."
"It surprised me too," Jenny said. "We were talking, I began getting horny, then I saw something in her eyes."
"Weren't you afraid of making a mistake?" Greta asked.
"Not a bit. I knew I was right and that was that. I thought she'd freak out when I really got her turned on. All the time I was eating her, she had to keep chewing on the heel of her hand to keep from shrieking."
"Well, if you achieve your goal, she'll be able to shriek all she wants," Greta observed with a grin.
"That's one of the things I'm going to tell her. God, I can't wait to watch two little boys fucking their own mother!"
"I don't blame you. Are you going to teach them to suck the cunt through which they came into the world?" Greta asked, her thighs rubbing together in passion.
"Naturally, I'll teach them to do it to me even before I let them fuck me, then they'll go down on their mother and I'll be so horny I'll probably piss my pants."
"Speaking of horny," Greta told her, "that's where I'm at right now, and I'm getting hotter by the second."
"I think we're all in the mood for fun and games," Cyril said, and pushed his chair back from the table to get up. When he did, they all saw the bulge of a very strong hard-on, but just in case they didn't, he took his cock out and waved it at them.
As though it were a signal, Greta and Jenny began undressing, and didn't stop until only their garter belts and nylons remained. As though to show her uncle tat she was completely over her anger at him, Jenny went to him, and he took her in his arms and played with her ass while they kissed, and his prick throbbed against her smooth belly. He held her after the kiss, then noticed two sausages on a plate on the table and had an idea.
"I see there are a couple of sausages left, John," he said. "Would you care to eat one?"
"Are you kidding? What I want to eat now is that hot cunt between Greta's thighs."
"Well, I guess I'll just have to eat both of them myself. Come on, girls, bend over with your hands on the table and your feet wide apart," Cyril said as he picked up one at the sausages and wiped it with his napkin.
"What's this all about?" Jenny asked as she and Greta complied.
"What it's about is that sausages are fine as they are, but they can be so much tastier when they've been marinated in a warm, juicy cunt."
"Ooh God," Jenny said, and trembled as she watched him squat beside Greta and carefully work a sausage up her cunt.
After he had wiped the other sausage, he went to Jenny and really made her tremble as he slowly worked the sausage into her pussy, being careful not to break it.
"Actually, wieners are much better for this," Cyril told them as he buried the sausage, then patted Jenny's pussy, causing her to tingle all over. "Now then," he went on, "both of you put your panties on and we'll go out in the sun and get nice and hot. A little touch of sweat will add tang to the flavor of cunt juice."
They poured drinks and then went out to the grass beside the creek, choosing a sunny area, then Cyril had Jenny open her crotch, and he began stroking the warm nylon covering her cunt. It struck John as being the thing to do, and he found Greta in complete agreement as she opened her legs for him and he felt that her crotch was very warm.
Later, when Cyril noticed that Jenny's skin was getting too pink, they went back into the house, to the master bedroom where the women told them that their panties were not only hot, but wet.
"Don't you think those sausages are marinated now?" Greta asked.
"A few minutes more," he replied. "I want just the right flavor."
"Are you going to let me change my mind and eat one?" John asked eagerly.
"By all means. You know I'm not a greedy man. You may eat Greta's while I have a real meal in Jenny's cunt. When I say I'm going to eat, I mean that literally."
Following Cyril's suggestion, the women lay across the bed and opened their legs wide, then Cyril knelt on the floor and looked at the wet crotch of Jenny's nylon panties while John hurried into position in front of his partner.
Gently, Cyril stroked Jenny's panties, enjoying the wetness and warmth while John reacted much the same way to the feel of Greta's panties, the softness of her cunt and the relative hardness of the sausage which he could feel, soaking in the hot juices of her cunt.
"I think it's time to sample the flavor now and see if it's right," Cyril said, then moved his face into Jenny's crotch. She groaned as he sucked on the crotch of her panties.
Trembling so that he almost lost his balance, John hurried his face to Greta's wide-open crotch and sucked. He had sucked her panties before, but it had never been so thrilling, not even the first time when he was a boy of eighteen, he thought as he sucked, the flavor delicate but very exciting.
"All right, Johnny my boy," Cyril said, rubbing his hands with satisfaction, "our delicacies have reached the perfect stage. Let's uncover these gourmet dishes and begin eating before they get cold."
While the men peeled their panties off, both Greta and Jenny assured them there was no danger of their getting cold, then the garments were out of the way and their cunts were exposed, each showing the tip of a sausage between the tender, moist lips.
As he feasted his eyes on Greta's crotch, John was struck by the thought of how beautiful a crotch could be, not just the cunt, but the inner thighs, the hair above, the cuntal slit and the visible portion of ass cheeks and crack below.
Before they began eating, Cyril explained to John that he would have to be careful not to break the sausage off inside the cunt, but that he should suck a little at a time into his mouth and bite if off there.
When Cyril lowered his face into Jenny's crotch, John watched carefully and saw him get the sausage between his lips and pulled a little of it out of her cunt, then chew off a small bite. Confident that he could do it easily, he bent, brought his mouth to Greta's cunt, and gave it a slow lick, starting from the bottom and licking his way up as she rubbed his face with her thighs and made him tremble.
Ready to eat then, he nipped the sausage between his lips as his uncle had done and it pulled out easily. He bit off a little piece, then knelt up to chew it so that the women could see his obvious enjoyment of the lunch.
With much rubbing of smooth tummies, thighs and hips, the two men went on withdrawing the sausages a little at a time and eating them until, quite a while later, they had finished the beautifully marinated snacks.
"I like this restaurant," John said, and licked his lips.
"It's the best there is," Cyril replied. "I think I'll stay for dessert. This little pink cream puff looks tender and very juicy…"
Since it seemed like the only thing to do under the circumstances, John returned his face to Greta's warm crotch, and she rewarded him with a low, quavering moan as he began licking and sucking her cunt. He found that there was still a flavor of sausage there, and that it only added to the pleasure he found in lapping her hot, tasty, juicy cunt.
For a little while, the only sounds in the room were wet slurping and the sighs and low groans of the women as they enjoyed their cunt lappings, but then Jenny added an exciting new sound as she cried out in orgasm, her naked, shining body writhing and jerking, then it was Greta who was grunting and groaning loudly as climax swept over her.
"Why don't we have some sausage, too, Greta?" Jenny asked as she sat up and reached for Cyril's stiff prick.
"What a lovely idea, dear," Greta agreed, and got off the bed.
When the women knelt side by side on the carpet, the men went to them and stood with hands on their hips while their pricks were captured by gentle hands and guided to warm, thrilling mouths which sucked beautifully, the two heads bobbing as the women worked their mouths up and down the hard cock shafts until one after the other, Cyril and John shot their loads into the greedily sucking mouths, giving both women generous drinks of warm man cream which they swallowed with delight.
Jenny felt sad as she got into the new car her uncle had bought her and prepared to drive to the city where Eva so eagerly awaited her. They had said their goodbyes earlier, in the bedroom, all of them naked, and despite her sadness, Jenny's body was glowing. It had reason to glow since the others had concentrated all their attention on her, and had fucked and sucked her until she had been forced to groan that she couldn't stand one more orgasm, one more touch.
During the drive along the uncrowded highway, she had time to think, to recall her life from the point she regarded as the beginning, the day she and her brother had gone to live at the farm with their uncle.
She thought of what she had become and wondered how it would have turned out had, her parents remained alive. She had wondered the same thing before, and the thought, as always, caused her to shudder.
There were those she told herself, who would condemn her for what she had become, and would condemn her uncle even more strongly, but they were wrong, she told herself, and she was right.
Despite the fact that her life had been devoted to sexuality, she harmed no one, Jenny thought. In the more than seven years with her uncle and Greta, she had never performed even one act which could have caused pain or sorrow to another person, and she wondered how many could make that claim.
Too, thanks to the training she had received from the strange but exciting couple, she sensed that she would go on living in the same manner. She had been taught all about kindness, warmth, happiness, consideration, all the good and positive values, and in so doing, she had learned to avoid the negative traits which hurt others.
It had been good for her brother as well, she thought. Like her, he was gentle and considerate. He ran the farm without help from Cyril, who was content to just putter around while John took over one responsibility after another, and seemed never to make a mistake in judgment and to enjoy each day more than he had enjoyed the day before.
They would need another partner to replace her, but Greta already had one lined up, a young beauty of twenty-one who had the instincts of a swinger and would be delighted to give up her tiring job in a department store to go live on the farm and enjoy the good life there.
And then, as the car smoothly ate up the miles, it was time to think of her future, rather than her past. On the outskirts of the city, she had to discipline herself to fight the urge to drive faster and faster in her eagerness to be with the woman with whom she would soon be making lesbian love, the woman whose two innocent sons she was going to seduce as quickly as possible.
Her conscience spoke up just once, asking her if she had the right to relieve the boys of their innocence, but she told it to fuck off and it did so, obligingly.
Eva had been watching for her arrival and ran out to meet her. They rushed into an embrace, but because of the neighbors, they refrained from kissing until they were inside the house, then their kiss was a thing of hot passion as they fondled ass cheeks and whispered of all the things they were going to do.
Eva had made sure that her sons were off the scene and would be for some time, so that they were able to go to her bedroom where the big bed would give them lots of room to suck each other's hot cunts.
Embracing, they kissed again, each fondling the other as passion flared hotly, then they took their dresses off.
"Let's leave the rest on for a while," Jenny said, and tossed her dress onto a chair. "It's fun to tease with bra and panties on. Later, we can finish undressing each other."
As they got onto the bed, Eva reached for Jenny and told her she wasn't going to feel like leaving her panties on very long, then they were lying in a full-length embrace as they kissed again. While their mouths mashed hotly together, Jenny worked one of her thighs between Eva's and began rubbing her cunt, causing passion to surge wildly in both of them.
Later, when Jenny raised Eva and unhooked her bra, she felt fingers unhooking her own, then they were both playing with naked tits, hardening and elongating sensitive nipples. And then fondling turned to sucking as eager mouths were filled with silken tits and low moans of passion warmed the room as it warmed their naked, writhing bodies.
"Oh, Jenny," Eva groaned, "your hand feels so good. You've made my panties all wet."
"Then I guess I'd better take them off for you."
"Yes, oh yes! Let's do the sixty-nine thing. God, that was thrilling!"
"Later, darling," Jenny told her as she peeled her panties down, enjoying the feeling of power she had over her partner. At home, ds lovely as her sessions with Greta had been, Greta was always in charge, and things were done her way. It had been the same with Cyril. But now, with Eva, she was the leader, and it added to her delight as she promised to keep it that way despite the fact that Eva was sixteen years older than she.
And then the panties were off and Eva's cunt was spread wide open, looking hot and excitingly wet. With a gentle hand, Jenny confirmed the hotness and wetness of her soft cunt, stroking it lightly while Eva went on writhing on the bed, making it very clear that she had become totally hooked on lesbian love.
"Let me take your panties off now so we can do the sixty-nine thing," Eva pleaded as Jenny went on stroking her cunt, spreading moisture around her crotch so that it would bathe her face later.
"In a little while, darling," Jenny told her. "I see you need a come badly. I'll suck your cunt first, then you'll suck mine. After that, we'll be ready for sixty-nine. That's it, keep those beautiful legs wide open for me. I'll suck you so beautifully and slip my tongue right up your slit and really make you squirm."
"Oh, Jenny, it feels so good, you're so exciting! I can't believe you're really here to stay. Tell me again, Jenny, tell me you're going to live with me and that we're going to sleep together every night with our bodies naked and that we'll make love whenever we want."
"Yes, Eva darling, it's all true. You're very close to coming now, aren't you?" she asked as her hand went on rubbing the slippery cunt.
"Yes… I'm… uh… so close. I'm almost there!"
"Then I'll bring you all the way. After you come, I'll let you rest for a minute, then I'll go down on your cunt and give you another big come with my mouth and tongue."
Slipping a finger into the woman's wet cuntal slit, Jenny probed for a minute as her partner trembled and panted, then she found her clit with the tip of a finger. Eva gave a little cry, then she was moaning as Jenny fingered her while her other hand caressed one cheek of her plump, smooth ass. Within a minute, Eva proved she had been very right about being close as her sweating body jerked strongly and she cried out loudly as she went into an orgasm. Hurriedly, Jenny turned her over and she rubbed her pussy on the sheet while Jenny massaged her ass cheeks as wave after wave of hot orgasm swept over her.
Eva's eyes were still shining when Jenny turned her over and told her to open her legs.
"What a beautiful place to bury my face," Jenny said as she looked into Eva's crotch. "Are you ready to have your cunt lapped now?"
"Yes. Oh, my God, yes! I'm ready for anything with you, Jenny. You're so great, so exciting, so wonderful. Suck my cunt, Jenny, and then give me your sweet cunt to suck and lick. I'm so hungry for the taste of it. I love you, Jenny, I love you like I've never loved any person in my life."
"And I love you, Eva. That's why I came back. Lie still now. Lie still while I eat your hot cunt."
Gently, Jenny raised the willing legs. She raised them so high that Eva's hips were off the bed, then she licked her lips as she looked down into the open crotch and heard her partner moaning with passion. Slowly, her face went down and then her open mouth was on the lovely cunt and she was sucking greedily, her arms wrapped around Eva's hips.
Sucking became licking and Eva's moans grew louder until they became shrieks of ecstasy when the licking tongue triggered her second come, and Jenny eased her down onto the bed, then took her panties off and put a hand in her crotch.
Her cunt was hot, and she could feel the hunger with her hand. Eva was still sighing in the aftermath of her orgasm when Jenny decided she could wait no longer. She moved over the woman, knelt astride her, then lowered her crotch slowly. As she did, Eva reached up for her with both hands and held her firm, smooth ass cheeks as Jenny lowered her cunt to the waiting mouth and Eva began to suck.
She sucked beautifully, wetly, then her tongue was in Jenny's slit, licking and sowing a crop of ecstasy which Jenny harvested a little later when climax came. As her body jerked strongly, she rubbed her wet pussy over Eva's face, making it sticky from her chin to her forehead.
When Jenny dismounted, they embraced for a little while, then Jenny moved, and when they embraced again, they were lying end to end, each with her face in the crotch of the other, and the room seemed to be filled with the sound of wet sucking, sensuous slurping and very warm sighs.
Their comes were magnificent, and left them both glowing, but it wasn't long before they were agreeing in whispers that they wanted more.
"Lie still and promise not to look," Jenny told her aunt. "I have a very nice surprise for you."
Eva turned over and lay with her head cradled on her arms while Jenny opened a suitcase and took something out of it. She hurried to the bathroom, then returned to the bedroom and walked halfway to the bed, then stopped, standing with her hands on her hips.
When Jenny told her to, Eva turned and gasped at the sight of the dildo her niece was wearing. It looked very real and was bigger than her late husband's prick.
"I'm going to fuck you with my big cock," Jenny told her, then moved a hand to it and waved it at her. "Maybe you think you don't like fucking, but you're going to."
"Oh yes, Jenny, I want you to fuck me. I want it so much," she added as she turned to lie on her back and her leg opened wide in invitation. "Stick that big prick up my cunt and give me a real fucking! It's been so long!"
As she advanced to the bed, her artificial cock swaying a little, Jenny felt very much like a man looking at the naked woman on the bed, her face contorted with, passion as she waited for the big cock to push up her cunt with the first fuck she had known in a long time.
Kneeling between her aunt's legs, Jenny played with her cunt for only a little while, then she lowered herself onto her, guided the dildo to her well-lubricated cuntal slit, and slowly pushed it in as Eva groaned.
"Oh, Jenny, that's so good. It was never like this when he fucked me. You're so gentle. Promise you'll fuck me often, just like this."
Jenny promised she would as she stroked the big dildo slowly in and out of her aunt's hotly churning cunt until the woman climaxed again and she ground down hard in her crotch, the dildo buried to the hilt, their sweat-wet bodies pressed tightly together.