Nick didn't get a lot of rest that night. Though he went to bed at an early hour-just after nine-he found himself awakened at intervals by the girls, each in turn. First Becky crawled up over the porch roof and invaded his bed for a wild, hot sixty-nine and fuck, and then it was Betsy, a couple of hours later, with her asshole already vaselined and a big grin on her face. The sound of Uncle Bob's cruiser pulling up in front of the house at a little past one was the sweetest sound Nick could imagine. He sent Betsy packing and snuggled into his bed for a few hours sleep.
No one sucked him awake in the morning, which was a surprise, and when he opened his eyes and checked his watch, he was surprised to find that it was ten. Nick hustled out of bed and into his clothes and went downstairs. He was supposed to pitch hay in the barn, and he'd be at it till well after dark, considering the time he'd already lost.
He found some coffee on the stove and quick-fried a few eggs, then headed for the barn. Uncle Bob's car was gone, and there was no sign of the girls or the pickup they usually drove. Until he entered the barn, he didn't even know where his Aunt Jenny might be.
She was in a corner of the barn, milking one of the cows.
"Hi, Nick," she said, looking up.
His aunt was a good-looking woman, he was well aware, but she looked especially nice this morning. She was wearing a bit of makeup, and her hair was fluffed. She was wearing tight jeans that stretched around the curves of her ass, and a thin top that emphasized the fullness of her tits. One of her daughters had inherited her mom's ass, Nick decided, and the other had gotten her tits, but Aunt Jenny had it all.
Her hand worked on the cow's udder, stroking the teat, making it squirt milk into the pail.
Nick came closer. He'd never seen anyone milk a cow before, at least not since he had grown big enough to notice.
"Are you enjoying your visit?" Aunt Jenny asked. "It must be a lot more fun than staying at home and listening to all the bitching about your dad's new divorce, right?"
Nick nodded. He wished she had not mentioned the divorce.
He watched her hand, the way it squeezed the long tit, the way her fingers slid up and down. And then the rhythmic squirt of milk splashing into the bucket. More than anything else, it reminded Nick of jerking off. He'd had a lot of practice at that, before losing his cherry to his hot twin cousins, and the action of Aunt Jenny's fist was almost hauntingly like some of his wistful handjobs. He'd gotten pretty good at whacking off, but he could have picked up a couple of new ideas just from watching his aunt milk the cow. And the end result was much the same-a gushing squirt of white creamy liquid from the hand-fondled organ.
"You wanna try?" she asked.
Blushing a little, he knelt beside her. She guided his hand onto the cow's teat, and he squeezed.
"Pull while you're squeezing," Aunt Jenny said. "It's a lot like playing with your prick. I'm sure you've done that a time or two, haven't you, Nick?"
His face went scarlet, but his hand yanked on the udder, and the teat squirted milk.
"Once or twice," he said, looking away from her.
"So," she said, "I guess you and the girls are getting along okay.
They're not here right now. I sent them out to get some tomato plants.
And Bob had to go out early. Just you and me left to run the farm for now, Nick. I wonder if we can handle it?"
She touched his hand where it cuddled the cow's teat. Her fingers fitted over his, and she began to guide him. Her hand was warm.
Together they made the udder give up its milk. The teats went dry, but Aunt Jenny continued to hold his hand. Her shoulder brushed his, and then he felt the pressure of her tits against his side. He could feel her pointy nipples, and he realized she wasn't wearing a bra. Her tits moved inside the shirt and he felt the motion. It vibrated straight down to his cock. Nick moved his legs together, trying to hide the sudden hardness between them.
"I heard you last night!" she whispered into his ear. "Before Bob came home! Did you have both my girls up in your room? Oh, don't look so shocked! My bedroom is right beneath yours, remember? You can hear a lot in that old house, if you know what to listen for. And I know what it sounds like when someone's getting fucked."
Nick turned, letting go of the cow's udder, and Jenny took his face in her hands. She stared into his eyes, then leaned in to kiss him. Her mouth was wet, hot and as sweet as milk. He gasped as she fucked her tongue into his mouth, as she licked his lips and shared her drool with him, as her jiggling tits pressed his chest.
She came off the milking stool, onto him, forcing Nick down on his back on the hay-strewn barn floor. He opened his legs automatically as she mounted him, and she moved into the spread, pushing her crotch against his. Her crotch rubbed insistently, feeling the bony response of his hardened cock.
"Oh, that feels so goddamn good!" she whispered.
She'd taken the words right out of her nephew's mouth. His prick was stiff and throbbing inside his pants, and he could feel the heat from her crotch too. She was on him like a woman who was ready to fuck, and after his experiences with her two daughters, Nick Owens was damn sure he knew the signs.
"Aunt Jenny!" he said, more than a little shocked.
But his hands were down low on her ass, and he was feeling her ass through the tight-stretched denim of her jeans, and it seemed to set his fingers afire. She kissed him again, with lots of tongue, and he didn't resist.
She was pulling up her shirt as she lay on top of him, and now her full, hard-nippled tits were lying flush upon his chest. She lifted up slightly and ripped his shirt open, then eased down, brushing him with her tits.
"Touch them," she said.
He grabbed two handfuls. It was like holding two fat loaves of bread fresh from the oven.
Jenny moved forward slightly, her tits raising into his face. She didn't have to ask him to suck on her tits. Nick could figure out a few things for himself.
He took one tit into his mouth and gulped at it, feeling the nipple fat and ripe against his tongue. He couldn't remember ever having been breast-fed as a baby, and he was sorry now. He sucked as if he meant to make up for the deprivation.
Aunt Jenny was opening his pants, her hand going straight inside. She had no trouble at all finding his cock. It was almost as big as the barn.
"You're getting to be a big boy, Nick," she said with a smile, struggling to get his prick out into the open.
Her spit-frothed tits wiggled out of his grasp and she moved herself back down his body, straight for the upright exposed meat of her nephew's prick. Jenny looked up at Nick, her eyes beaming, and then she lowered her race over his cock, sucking it down her throat.
Nick grabbed at his aunt's head, doing his sudden best to fuck her face.
Her saliva ran down the shaft of his prick as he thrust up and in, and she made gurgling sounds around his cock that sent shivers of ecstasy straight to his balls. She sucked all the way down to the zipper.
Nick unhooked his pants and eased them out of the way, while Jenny's mouth continued to suck hungrily at his cock.
She came up for air, wiping her wet mouth with the back of her hand.
Her shirt was pulled up to bare her tits, and she rose above Nick, majestic in her half-exposure.
"I figured if the girls were going to get some of this, there ought to be a little left for me, too," she said, unhooking her jeans and pushing them down over her full, lush hips. "And I think I need it more than they do, Nick!"
The pants were tight, and getting them down was a chore. Nick watched enraptured as she struggled, his heart almost stopping as the full, fluffy golden vee of her pussybush came into sight at last. Light shone through the cracks in the barn wall, and a beam played upon the droplets of moisture that clung to Jenny's pussy-hair, leaking from her full-lipped cunt. She stepped out of her pants, then straddled her nephew, allowing him a look up into her cunt.
Her cunt mound was fat, framed by her firm full thighs. From this angle, Nick could see almost every detail. Her cuntslit was long and deep, the edges protruding like puckered lips. He could even see the shimmer of pink flesh within her cunt.
Nick sat up, holding his aunt's thighs.
"You're getting the idea," she said as he moved his face straight into her cunt.
His lips and nose brushed aside the golden curls and his tongue licked along the puffy cuntal crease. She tasted great already, the fuck-juice oozing from her cunt's interior, and Nick opened her with his tongue, licking his way up into Aunt Jenny's hot, horny pussy.
She fucked his face with her cunt, reaching down to spread her cuntlips a little more. His tongue wormed into the slick wet tunnel, and it got wetter with each slurp.
He found her clit, too. She had a clit the size of Nick's pinky tip, and it seemed to get bigger the more he licked it. He licked it a lot.
"You dirty boy!" she panted, wrapping her thighs around his face and fucking his mouth with her wet pussy. "You dirty dirty boy!" She didn't sound pissed-off. And she didn't exactly taste that way, either.
Nick's cock was standing up, harder and longer, maybe, than it had ever been. There was a funky ripeness about his aunt's pussy that showed him what was missing in the hot cunts of Betsy and Becky. The smell was a little stronger, but it got into his nostrils and drove him crazy with lust. She had a tangy cunt, and he couldn't get enough of it. As he continued to eat her while she stood astride his face, he was lifting his ass from the floor, pumping his rock-hard cock up into the air, and feeling almost as gratified as if it was buried in a tight hot tunnel of cunt.
"Is this what you're doing to my little girls?" Aunt Jenny whispered, running her fingers through Nick's hair. "Licking them with that hot tongue, sucking their pink little nipples and sliding that big hard cock into their tight tender pussies? I bet they keep coming back for more, don't they, Nick? I bet they're on you like stink on shit, begging you for another taste of that prick. Mmmm, I've had it in my mouth, and I know it tastes good! But do you know where I need that cock of yours, Nick? Mmmm, yeah, baby, right in the same place you've been sticking my pretty little blonde twins!"
She slipped her legs from around his face and rubbed her cunt. Her fingers dwelled on her big hard clit, and he saw her face twist in a mixture of pain and raging lust. She took a step back, and Nick hauled down his pants, coming to his feet with his prick standing up tall and hard.
"I was born in the house over there," Aunt Jenny said, pointing out the barn door. "I've lived on this farm all my life. Do you know that I lost my cherry up in the hayloft? Right up there? Do you have any idea who popped it for me, Nicky? Not even a clue?"
She took hold of his hard horny cock and slid her fist along the throbbing shaft.
"Do you wonder why I'm not shocked that you're fucking my girls, then?
You missed something, not growing up on a farm. Things are different here, more natural. Not like in the city. You learn about fucking by watching the animals, and it just seems natural to try it out once you're big enough. My brother busted me in the hayloft, Nick. Mmmmhmmm, the only brother I ever had. And now I think his son is going to lay me down in the hay and fuck me till my pussy bleeds! Come on, Nick!
Let's do it!"
Even as he slid his cock into his aunt's hot wet cunt, he could hardly believe what she'd told him. His dad? Her brother? Oh, shit! But his cock sank into the wetness of her hot hole, her legs folded around him, and Nick began to fuck his aunt with a drive and a passion not to be denied.
"Yes, oh, fuck me hard!" Aunt Jenny gasped, wiggling beneath him so that her cunt clenched in an unpredictable rhythm around his cock. She wasn't nearly as tight as the twins, but she was afire inside, and the gyrations of her body made her pussy suck in almost violently around his prick. When he hit bottom in her pussy, he was straining to cover the distance, and her cunt was mouthing him the way Becky liked to suck prick.
Jenny rolled him over, not missing a stroke, and she rode him from above. Her cunt lifted and fell in tumultuous motions on his cock, and her tits shook in his face like angry fists. He filled his hands with her tits and buried his face between them, sucking each red-tipped nipple in turn, and he let her direct and control the pace of their fucking.
His cock squirted inside her, suddenly, without warning, and she moaned. "Oh, yes, Nick, I can feel your cum blasting! Shoot me full, baby! But don't get soft!"
He knew he'd spurted a quart of jizz into her. It ran back down out of her cunt as she rode him, and the sticky stuff began to clot in the hair at the base of his cock. But she kept on fucking, squeezing her pussy in that magical, wicked, knowing way, and his cock throbbed and ached and stayed as hard as a rock. The cum he'd fired into Aunt Jenny greased her wet cunt even more, and he felt himself slipping deeper into her pussy. Her cunt ground down hard against his balls as she soaked the hardness into herself, and his fingers flexed responsively on her bouncing tits.
She fed the nipples back into his mouth, strangling him with her sweaty-titted fullness. He sucked and chewed till the nipples were an inch long and she had to moan and whimper each time his teeth closed on them again, but she didn't take them away from him, and she didn't let up a single fucking stroke as she rode his hard cock.
"I want to suck you now!" she panted, lifting herself off his cock and squirming around. Her naked body was glazed with sweat. She thrust her cunt down upon his face without a qualm and fed his cock straight into her throat, gulping it down to the balls.
The hair of her cunt was matted with sweat and pussyjuice and leakedout jizz. Nick felt a little weird, eating his own scum out of Aunt Jenny's cunt. He thought of it as salad dressing, and he fucked his tongue up into Jenny's hot juicy cunt, massaging the fleshy globes of her ass as he rammed his face into her crotch again and again.
He chewed on her pussy lips till she whined around his cock. He got a finger inside her, and it felt so good he added a couple more. He sucked her clit while he fucked his fingers in and out of her fantastic pussy. She got sloppy inside, but she never got slack. His fingers skidded on her cum-glazed cuntflesh.
He licked through her pussycrack, moving his tongue to her asshole, and Jenny screamed, feeling the touch of his tongue poking into her shitter, so he kept on licking.
Nick's fingers were greasy from his aunt's cuntjuices, and his cock was in heaven. He bit the insides of her asscheeks, watching the teeth marks come up on the flesh, and she responded by chewing a little on his cock. It only made him stiffer, and she stuffed his prick straight back down her throat, wiping it with her tongue as it moved into paradise.
Nick pawed the small button of her asshole. He stroked her shitter with his cunt-slimed fingers, making her full, fleshy body quiver and writhe atop his. He was smothered in her hot flesh and it was delicious. But he wanted to smother something else.
"You ever try this with Dad, Aunt Jen?" he asked slyly, and he began to fuck the tip of his middle finger into his aunt's asshole.
"Once or twice," she said in a muffled voice around his cock. "That don't mean I've had my fill of it, though!"
He fingered her hard, thrusting into the tightness and breaking down her resistance with a wrist-flip and a breathtaking plunge of his finger. She arched her back and lifted her ass, then pushed it back against the base of his hand, her asshole quivery and alive around his inserted finger. Her mouth seemed to go crazy on his cock. Nick's head jerked back, and he moaned in gut-stirred pleasure, then put another finger into Aunt Jen's ass.
He fucked into her, opening her asshole, and as he twisted his fingers, her shitter stretched wide enough for him to add a third finger. He bunched them, and he fucked his way in and out, dilating her asshole with each stroke. On his third or fourth downstroke, he added another finger.
Aunt Jen had stopped sucking now. He wiggled his cock at her. She grabbed it with both hands and rubbed it all over her face.
"Oh, you're filthy," she said. "You're just like your father was when he was your age!"
Madness seemed to take hold of him. He slipped his thumb into the hollow of his hand and pushed harder. The ring of her asshole spread against his knuckles. Jenny was moaning like a bitch, and Nick wasn't even sure what he was doing, or why. He only knew that he had to do it!
His fist tightened, then thrust straight up Aunt Jen's asshole. He couldn't go very deep inside her, for fear of ripping her open, but now that his fist was inside her, he straightened out the fingers and tickled the interior of her shithole.
She convulsed atop him.
"You fucker!" she wailed. "You nasty fucker!"
Her teeth gnawed at his cock. The way she was chewing, he was almost glad she didn't have his prick in her mouth. She might bite it in two.
"Oh, fuck me, fuck me, fuck meeeee!"
Nick's hand kept on probing the interior of her ass. The excitement as he continued to fist-fuck her sent shudders through his cock, nestled as it was against Jen's slobbering mouth. Her hand was tight around his balls and she slurped thirstily, sobbing and growling like a bitch in heat.
His knuckles wiggled against the ring of her shithole. He strained, shoved, and another inch of his hand went inside his aunt.
Jenny screamed. She bit at his cock, licked it, and jerked it with her fist, the tip frictioning constantly against her sweat-soaked face. He could feel an orgasm passing up and down her body as she pinned him to the bed of hay on which they fucked. A couple of farts seeped out around his inserted fist. The smell made him that much hornier. He worked his fingers in and out, not reaching the depth of penetration that had suddenly been his a moment ago, but the slithering pressure as his hand moved was more than enough to keep Jenny locked in the grip of a come so wild it scared Nick.
Her cunt got wetter, and he tasted her fuck-juices. A moment later she was pissing all over him, her body totally out of control. Nick angled his mouth away from the flow and let it drain onto his neck and chest.
He thrust his fingers, deep, hard, insistently. Aunt Jen screamed, her bladder still draining. Her hand shivered around Nick's cock.
The eruptive force of Nick's orgasm splattered her face with hot cock cream. She sprayed herself, moaning and giggling, and she pushed the tip of his cock between her lips to let the last few squirts shoot across her tongue and down her throat. As Nick's cock wilted in her fist, Jen's body went slack, and they collapsed into the hay.
"If that's what you're doing to my girls…"
Nick shook his head, still stunned by what he had just shared with Aunt Jenny.
"No, honest," he said.
Jenny laughed. "I was just gonna say, it's too good for the little sluts! God, they grow up fast in the big city! You did a couple of things that no one has ever done to me, Nicky. I'm gonna have to lure you up into the hayloft again, and really soon!"
She sat up, stretching, her tits golden in the sunlight filtering through the slats in the barn wail.
"I haven't been fucked like that in a long time," Jenny said, putting her hand on Nick's shoulder. "My life isn't exactly what I'd always hoped it would be. I don't think Bob cares that much about me any more."
Nick flushed. Even though he'd just fist-fucked his aunt's asshole, he wasn't sure he wanted to hear about her domestic problems.
"Oh, I'm sure he does," he said, anxious to change the subject.
Jen shook her head. "I've seen it coming for a good while. All he thinks about are the twins. He's looking at them all the time, the way he used to look at me. He won't let them go out with boys or do much of anything that takes them away from the house unless he's there to keep an eye on them. Bob just can't stand the thought of anyone else doing to his daughters what he'd like to do to them himself."
Nick's eyes popped. Holy fucking shit! he thought.
"And when he does fuck me," Jen said, "about the only thing he doesn't do is call me by the twins' names. He looks into my eyes, but it's their tight little pink pussies he's feeling around his cock. God, maybe we oughta move away from here, go off to the city, maybe, and start all over again."
Nick took a deep breath.
"Well," he said, "that is sorta the reason I'm here, Aunt Jen."
He knew if he didn't blurt it out now, he'd never be able to do it.
"It's Cloris," he said. "She's going to take a big chunk out of dad's ass in the divorce settlement, and he's in a cash-flow crisis. She's gonna get at least fifty percent of everything he owns. Maybe more. You think I'm down here because Dad didn't want me getting disturbed at home by all the divorce stuff. The real reason is the farm. Half of it belongs to Dad, and he wants to know how you'd feel about him selling his half."
"This land has been in the family a long time," Jen said in a tight voice. "Four hundred acres. He can't sell out!"
"He figures his half is worth at least a hundred and fifty thousand,"
Nick said. "That would get Cloris off his back without dipping into Owens Enterprises." He cleared his throat. "He thought maybe you'd like to buy out his share."
"We don't have that kind of money," Jen said. "He knows that! He'll sell it to a stranger to pay off that bitch he married!"
She stood up. "I wish you'd told me about this before you fucked me, Nick. And I think maybe you ought to be packing for the trip back to Cleveland!"
She gathered up her clothes.
Oh, God, Nick thought, I've really fucked it all up now!