Hat Trick Ch. 02

"Great," I said, looking between the two sisters. What had passed between them? "Isn't that place a little dressy, though?"

"I thought we'd try somewhere nice," Mom said.

"And now that I've seen you in your uniform, I'm dying to see those shoulders in a dress jacket," Jan said with an arched eyebrow.

Mom sighed. "Don't tease him, Jan. Give us about an hour to get ready and then we'll go, Matt."

I suppressed a groan. I'd already showered at the locker room and wasn't looking forward to waiting for the girls to make themselves up. I was pretty hungry, besides. "Sure, that's fine," I said instead. Maybe I could make a sandwich or something while I waited. Wished I could grab a beer too, but that could wait until Pete's party.

I retreated to my room and dug a sport coat and tie out. I was dressed in a handful of minutes, dragged a comb across my hair, and left for the kitchen. I heard showers running in Mom's room and the guest room, and tried not to think about nude, tanned, full breasted bodies streaming with soapy water. I adjusted my dick in my pants and hurried downstairs. I threw together a roast beef on rye and munched while I waited.

Within a half hour Mom came into the kitchen, wearing jeans, a flannel shirt, and an irritated expression. "A little underdressed for the restaurant," I started to say, but Mom cut me off with a curt gesture.

"I have to go down to the Elsinore site. Some kind of emergency, and they need me to straighten things out. Tell Jan when she's out of the shower, will you? I'll try to catch up with you guys at Spoleto's, but I can't promise anything."

I saw an opening and went for it. "We can't go without you, Mom. I can make something for us here, and have it ready when you get back."

Mom frowned. "You're not getting away that easily, young man. Do me the favor and look after your aunt, take her out, have a good time. I want her to leave here with a good impression. Okay?"

I sighed. "Okay, Mom."

"Thanks, babe." She gave me a quick peck on the cheek, thrust some money in my hand, and headed out the back door. I brought my dishes to the sink and stared through the kitchen window into the darkened backyard. I tried to think clean thoughts, really I did. But I was fighting a losing battle, and I knew it.

I think Jan knew it too. Shortly after Mom left, Jan entered the kitchen herself. My jaw dropped and my cock sprang to attention as soon as she appeared. Her hair was still damp from the shower, hanging in dark curls around her face. Bits of gold glinted at her ears and around her throat, and her artfully applied makeup blended almost effortlessly with her golden skin, save for the luscious, wet red of her lips. The neckline of her abbreviated black dress plunged daringly, exposing the upper slopes or her sweetly curving breasts, and the hem barely covered her muscular thighs. The heels she wore accentuated her tight calves and added to her already impressive, commanding height. The lack of bra and hose was clear, and I found myself wondering whether panties were optional as well.

"Matt? Matt? Hello? Earth to Matthew, can you hear me?" Jan flicked her fingers in front of my face and I came to.

"Sorry," I said, turning bright red.

Jan smiled. "It's okay. Nice to know I still have an affect on attractive young men."

I coughed. "I'm sure you could affect anything with a heartbeat." In fact, the ensemble was a little too risqué for a night out with one's sister and nephew. "Are you sure you're comfortable, um, like that?" I asked hesitantly.

Jan smiled. "Of course. I go out all the time with Billy and Karen like this. You aren't going to be embarrassed to be seen with me are you?"

I shook my head emphatically. Maybe they did things differently in California, I decided. If they did, that was okay with me.

"Up here," Jan chided. I turned even more red and tore my gaze from her impressive bosom to look her in the eye. I had to look up to do so, and realized that Jan was standing very close to me. She was smiling broadly, and there was that twinkle again. "So where's Steph?" she asked.

Mom. Right. I explained the situation. At first she was just as reluctant as I to go out without Mom, but I insisted that Mom had insisted, so eventually Jan acquiesced. She slid into a bulky black jacket that hid her from neck to the bottom of her dress and grabbed her purse. I took the keys, slipped on my own coat, and we took my car to Spoleto's.

Spoleto's is an upscale Italian eatery downtown, with an old world ambiance and an amazing menu. The lasagna is to die for. The family had been going there for years, but since dad's death the visits had grown more sporadic. The last time we ate there was after Ashley's graduation, I think. I said as much to Jan as we walked in to the joint, her arm linked through mine.

Mom had reserved a table for three in the back of the restaurant, and at first we pretended that our third was eventually going to show. We killed some breadsticks; Jan ordered a bottle of wine which she insisted I sample. Conversation was sporadic, as Jan had to occasionally recall my attention away from her breasts and back to the topic at hand. But she always did it gently, almost regretfully, and when we were each on our second glass of wine, she said, "Thirty-six-double-d."

"What?" I said, turning red again. The number must run in the family, I thought.

"Just to satisfy your curiosity. It's okay, Matt. I don't mind. In fact, I'd be insulted if you didn't sneak a look now and again. But do try not to stare. It's impolite."

I looked into Jan's crystal blue eyes and there was that twinkle again. Aw, fuck it, I decided. "Sorry, Aunt Jan. It's just that you're a stone cold fox. You've got an amazing body. Plus you're smart and funny and fun to be with."

"Why thank you, Matthew, that's very sweet of you." She smiled dazzlingly and I swear my heart skipped a beat. By then it was obvious that our third wasn't going to show, and we had to order. I had the lasagna, Jan went for the chicken parm. As the bottle of wine was depleted and the food was devoured, our conversation grew racier. Jan would laugh and touch my arm or shoulder or thigh, and her dress would shift and expose more of her golden flesh. All too soon dinner was over. Over Jan's protestations, I paid the bill with Mom's money and we left for home.

By accident or design, Jan left her coat open in the car, exposing the length of her gorgeous body. I had to concentrate to keep my eyes on the road. Pete's party was long forgotten.

We stumbled into the house, Jan talking about football and me trying not to ogle her legs. My sexy aunt shrugged out of her coat and slid onto the couch in the living room. She patted the cushion beside her and I had no choice but to obey.

"So who was that Derek guy?" I asked eventually.

Jan smirked. "I'm not sure I should tell you that one. Then again... Derek Gunnarsen was the star quarterback when your mother and I were in high school. Steph had a thing for him, but she was never the sort to go after something she wanted. But I was." Jan tittered. "I really shouldn't tell you this."

"Go on," I prompted.

Jan dropped a hand to my thigh and began to trace lazy circles with her forefinger. "Oh, all right," she said with a wink. "I tarted myself up and seduced the hell out of poor Derek, out from under his girlfriend, in fact, and dragged him back to our house. Your grandparents and your aunt Dawn were gone for the weekend, fortuitously enough, so I had no qualms about slipping out of my clothes and fucking his brains out in the middle of the living room."

Jan's hand movements had become more insistent and suggestive, slipping down along my inner thigh. I couldn't hide the erection tenting the front of my slacks and I didn't try.

"Steph came home from whatever the hell she'd been doing that night to find Derek and I going at it pretty hard in front of the fireplace. At first she was livid, but I managed to calm her down and pointed out that the man of her dreams was at that moment naked, hard as stone, and eager for a good hard fuck right there and then."

Jan's hand slid down across my crotch and caressed my throbbing cock under my pants. Was this really happening? For a second time?

I felt Jan's breath on my cheek, smelled the wine on her breath, the sharp vanilla of her perfume. "In seconds, Steph was stripping out of her clothes and crawling all over Derek. I watched them go at it for a while. I'd never seen people fucking before and it was fun to watch. When Steph was too far gone to object, I decided it was time to join in."

I looked Jan in the eyes and licked my lips.

"It was my first threesome. My first time with another woman. And with my sister, yet." Jan smiled. "Shocked? I know you're excited. What are you going to do, Matty?"

I did the only thing I could do. I kissed her. I touched my lips against hers, felt them part, and tasted her with my tongue. She replied in kind, darting her tongue out and into my mouth. We shifted on the couch, into the kiss, and my beautiful aunt pressed her lush body against mine. Her hands slid under my jacket and pushed it off my shoulders. She kissed my chin and cheeks and throat. With a lusty groan she loosened the tie around my throat and began to unbutton my shirt.

My own hands were not idle. I found Jan's magnificent tits and gave them a squeeze. They were full and firm and soft at once, and I had to see them. I slid my fingers into her dress and pushed the fabric away while cupping her breasts. Her hard nipples scraped against my palms. Jan moaned and thrust her tits against my hands. "You like them, Matty?" she said a little breathlessly.

I grinned and nodded. They were amazing. Huge, tanned, full, gravity defying, with silver dollar sized nipples, strawberry pink and hard as diamond. I dipped my head and gave them each a tentative kiss. Jan murmured something and ran her fingers through my hair. I buried my head between her magnificent globes and pressed my lips against her breastbone, reveling in the feel of warm, soft vanilla scented titflesh wrapping around my head. Then I pulled away and assaulted her nipples with teeth and tongue and lips, sucking and nipping, eliciting little gasps and shivers from my aunt.

But she was capable of multitasking as well. Somehow she divested me of my shirt, and then managed to get my undershirt up over my head and arms as well. Then her lips found mine again, as our upper bodies pressed flesh against flesh. Her huge tits almost flattened against my broad chest. Her tongue thrust halfway down my throat and I found myself being pushed backward across the couch. For a fraction of a second, I entertained the idea that this was all happening a little too fast, and then Jan spoke.

She looked me straight in the eye. "You ready to fuck me?"

Instinct took over, just as it had with my sister. I was going fuck this beautiful creature, matter the consequences. I grinned and lifted her up with my hips. She laughed. "I guess you are," she said. Her fingers found my belt and in moment my pants were pooling on the floor beside the couch. My rampant cock tented my boxers. Jan's eyes widened. "You're almost as big as..." she trailed off. Her cheeks flushed, which was intriguing. What could make my aunt Jan blush?

Her lips pressed against my collarbone, then trailed across my chest. I felt her tongue scrape across my nipple and then down my abdomen. Her palm pressed across my cock and I felt her fingers close around my girth. "Oh yes," she breathed, "quite a big boy."

I flexed under her hand and she looked up at me with a smirk. "Not a boy," I corrected.

"No indeed," she agreed. Jan tugged at the waistband of my shorts, revealing my hard and throbbing cock, weeping precum from the angry purple head. Jan chuckled throatily and ducked her head to kiss the juice away. I sucked in a breath. Jan proceeded to lick and kiss and nuzzle me. Her cheeks and lips pressed against the spongy tip of my cock, and I felt precum practically squirt from my rod. "Tasty," Jan said. She gave me a lascivious grin and then swallowed me whole.

I felt her mouth close in around me and the head of my cock nudge up against the back of her throat. Her tongue undulated against the underside of my cock. She hollowed her cheeks, sucking me hard. I felt fingertips caress my balls.

All the blood left my head and surged into my other head. Just before it did, I had a moment of clarity: I'd fucked my sister, and now I was about to fuck my aunt. This was beginning to be a habit. Then Jan slid her mouth off my dick, all but the head, and sucked in a deep breath through her nose. My exposed length glistened with a mixture of saliva and precoital fluids, and more dripped down from her lips to coat my cock. Jan's fingertips slid up across my balls and up along my flesh. Her fingernails grazed my sensitive skin as she traced the purple vein that throbbed along my entire length. My hips moved of their own volition, thrusting my cock past her lips and into her mouth. Jan didn't miss a beat, but allowed the move, swallowing me again. I felt her throat close around the sensitive head of my cock. I throbbed, hungrily, and an orgasm threatened to crest.

Jan sucked and swallowed and slurped, then loosed me again, taking several deep breaths through her nose. She opened her mouth, lashing the head of my cock with her tongue, and said, "S'okay if you want to cum, Matty. I want to taste you."

That did it. Even free of the sweet prison of her lips and mouth, those few words were enough to set me off. Before either of us were entirely aware of it, the semen surged up through my cock and sprayed across Jan's nose and cheek. She blinked and capped my erupting member with her lips. The next spurt splattered across her tongue. Her cheeks ballooned with my load and she quickly swallowed as the next one followed quickly on the last. And again. And again. She swallowed each one, looking up at me with humor and adoration, a trail of jism trailing across her cheeks, as my orgasm finally flagged.

She released me with one last tongue lash against my sensitive cockhead. Jan licked her lips and eyed my deflating member with an arched eyebrow. She scraped cum off her face and fed it to herself. "Sweet and salty," she purred.

"Sorry," I said. "I'll be ready again in a few minutes."

"I know you will." Jan dragged herself up my body. Her heavy breasts trailed across my cock and pressed into my abdomen. I felt steel return to my cock immediately. "See? I know all about what these do to a man." She cupped her tits with both hands and trapped my cock between them. I grew harder by the heartbeat as warm, pliant titflesh pressed against my cock. Slowly, Jan began to rub her tits against my prick, the action lubricated by the saliva and other fluids coating me, now smearing across her cleavage. As I grew harder, Jan began to titfuck me, slowly at first but with growing speed as her breasts bounced up and down my cock. In moments I was hard and raring to go again. Precum began to leak from my cockhead. When Jan noticed this, she smiled and gave my dick one last gentle squeeze between her tits.

She raised herself up as her still clothed pelvis pressed against my nudity. Her tits bobbed and she cupped them enticingly, giving a little flick to her nipples as she did.

Her skirt covered us both. Still, her heated, panty-clad pussy pressed against my iron hard dick. I thrust up against her, felt her nether lips nip at me through the cloth of her panties. Her turn to gasp. I grabbed her thighs to hold her in place and thrust upward again. Jan's breath escaped through her teeth.

"And I know what this does to women," I said arrogantly.

Jan looked down at me through lidded eyes. "Mmm. I'll bet you do." She gently disengaged herself from my grip and began to wiggle out of the dress, sliding it down those glorious legs, and revealing a nearly transparent black thong guarding her pussy. Through the diaphanous material I saw only bare flesh and enflamed lips, no sign of pubic hair. She was half-standing, trying to remove the dress, and I sat up. My hands went around her waist, almost meeting, and I grabbed the edge of her panties with my teeth. She giggled like a teenager as I pealed them off of her. The heady scent of her arousal filled nose as I tugged at the strap with my fingers.

Finally, Aunt Janine's sweet pussy was revealed to my gaze. Smooth tan skin, blood-engorged lips, and the weeping gash of her cunt, pink as a rose and twice as beautiful. I kissed her bare pubic mound and felt her shiver. Her hands fell on my shoulders. I teased the petals of that flower with my tongue and tasted her. Once I had that first taste, I wanted more. I plunged my tongue into her, teased and licked and kissed, nipping lightly with my teeth. Jan moaned and pressed her pussy into my face, opening herself up to me. I found her clit and lashed it with my tongue. Jan gasped. I felt her fluids stain my lips and chin. She shuddered.

"Okay," she said, "okay, that's enough. I'm going to fuck you now." She pushed my head away and slid down my chest. Her heavy tits bounced off my forehead and I captured a nipple for a quick suckle. She settled into my lap. Her weeping pussy pressed against my rampant rod. She nipped at me with her pussy lips and I flexed, bumping my cockhead against the hard nubbin of her clit. Her hips jumped and she gasped again.

Her fingers encircled my cock and guided it to her opening. I slid into her, she enveloped me in liquid heat. Slowly, she slid down my length. I could have waited, I suppose, but I didn't. I jammed my hips forward and buried myself to the hilt inside her. Her inner walls tightened around me, holding and caressing me as I drove myself forward.

"Fuck," Jan said, "that's deep." She gripped me hard inside. "You ready?"

I flexed insider her, eliciting a gasp. "You bet I am." I fucked into her, hard and fast and deep, and she rode me with the same pace, matching me thrust for thrust. Her tits dangled over me like ripe fruit, bouncing with each thrust. I raised my head and sucked a nipple between my tongue and teeth. Jan's hip movements quickened.

"Oh yes, baby, suck mommy's titties," she gasped out. "Just like that." I gripped Jan's hips and drove into her, deeper and harder. She braced her hands upon my shoulders and fucked me back with equal force. And I thought, sure; sister, aunt, why not mother? Fuck, just thinking about having my mother beneath me, writhing in ecstasy, made my cock buck and jump and throb deep within Aunt Jan.

I forced myself to think about football, but it was tough. Jan's inner muscles gripped me, slid around me, her juices washed over my prick and balls. Her tits filled my mouth, her scent my nose. She was a lot of woman for a man to take. Maybe too much. Even having cum so hard already, my cock was threatening to burst again. To stave off the impending explosion, I lifted Jan off of me. My cock bounced against my abdomen as she rose off of me. "New position," I grunted, and Jan grinned.

She slithered to the floor and scissored her legs open, wide and inviting. I dropped down upon her without hesitation and Jan squealed as my cock butted up against her pussy. I found the right angle almost immediately and with a groan I hammered home once again. Jan gasped and humped herself up against me. Her strong thighs wrapped around my waist and her calves pressed against my ass, urging me on. "Of fuck," Jan gasped. "That's it, Matty, that's it. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me."

So I did. I hammered into her again and again. She moaned and writhed beneath me, her hips hitching up against me with each of my thrusts. "Aunt Jan," I breathed. My cock throbbed inside her, a steady beat that mirrored the pounding of my heart. "Aunt Jan, why?"