Hot Aunt's Innocent Request 03

I pumped her full of my jizz. It was just intense flooding my aunt's pussy with my cum. I hoped I was filling her womb to the brim with all my jizz. I shuddered, a big smile spreading on my lips as I dumped my load into her.

"Oh, that's just so much cum," she moaned. "Oh, you're basting my womb. Yes, yes, I love you, Ryan!"

"Fuck!" I groaned as I pumped more and more of my jizz into her snatch. I fired the last blast into her cunt. "Aunt Mindy!"

She shuddered, her pussy convulsing around my cock a few more times. She whimpered, her big boobs rising and falling as she panted. She leaned over me and stroked her hands across my chest. She kissed me on the lips.

I savored the taste of her lips, even if they were a tad salty. Her big boobs rubbed into my chest as we made out. My hands slid down and grabbed her oiled ass. I felt amazing. We made one hot video. She squeezed her cunt around me before she broke the kiss.

"Mmm, I do love being your slut, Ryan." She glanced at the camera. "Mmm, now there's proof."

"Yeah," I groaned as she slid off me. I shuddered as her cunt popped off.

She marched to the camera, my cum spilling down her thighs. She turned it off. She turned back around to face me, her hands on her hips. She smiled at me as I sat up. We still had plenty of time to have more fun.

"So, how do you send me a copy?" she asked.

"I'll just upload it to my cloud account and send you the link. Then you can watch it." I gave her a look. "Just be careful, if Uncle Derrick or my mom sees that..."

She nodded. "Don't worry. I won't share it with either of them." She smiled wickedly. "Now, let's go inside and take a shower. I'm all sticky. Thank god for girl scout events. We have all day."

My dick throbbed as I grabbed the camera. "Just let me hook this up to the computer and get the file off. We don't want anyone to find it on there."

She shook her head and headed inside, her ass swaying, more of my cum dripping down her thighs. "I'll start the shower. Just slip in and join me when you're done."

* * *

Carol Mitchel

I was sore after spending the day at the girl scout jamboree. My daughter Britney and my niece Danni had both been so energetic, and I was just trying to keep up with the other scout mothers. Now I was so ready for the bath. It was already filling, I just had to slip in and relax.

I hummed as I headed down the hallway with my tablet. It was water resistant. You could read it in the bath and it would be fine. Even if you dropped it into the water. Just turn it off and let it dry before plugging anything in. I had a historical romance—a clean romance, not that trash Mindy enjoyed—to read.

"Mom," Britney said, stepping out of the hallway. She quivered there, her lips pursed tight. She ran he tongue over her braces, something she did when she was nervous. "Um..."

"What, honey?" I asked, so not in the mood to deal with any more things. Not after this long day.

"Well..." She held out her phone. "Ryan emailed me a link to a video. He meant to send it to Aunt Mindy, but he sent it to me as well. It's, um..."

She showed me the image. It was a still frame of my sister Mindy looking suggestively over her shoulder. She was in a flowing, yellow sundress. The one she was wearing today. My daughter unpaused the video. My sister unzipped her dress, exposing her light-tan back. She wasn't wearing a bra

"What is this?" I asked, my cheeks flushed.

"Mmm, you ready to see your hot aunt naked?" my sister purred.

"I want to see every inch of your sexy body," my son Ryan said. He was filming. "You're my slutty aunt."

My jaw dropped. This could not be real.

"Yes!" Mindy moaned as she finished unzipping her dress. She sounded like a whore as she wriggled out of it. She was getting naked for my son. I didn't get this. What was she doing? Her rump came into view. She slapped her butt-cheeks. "You like?"

"I love it, Aunt Mindy," Ryan said.

My cheeks burned as my sister bent over, flashing her... her... She was shaved. She didn't have any hair on her. I grabbed the phone and wrenched it out of my daughter's hand. She stared up at me in confusion as I paused the dirty video.

"Why would Aunt Mindy do that for Ryan?" Britney asked, such confusion in her voice. "She... she... It was like they're..."

"Email me the link," I hissed, handing her back the phone. "And delete it. I'll handle this. Okay!"

"Sure, Mommy," she said. "Did they...? Are Ryan and Aunt Mindy having...?" She lowered her voice. "Sex?"

My cheeks blazed. What was my sister thinking? And my son!

"Just email me the link and delete it," I said, not sure what I should do about it. I had to stop them, of course. This was so wrong. How long had this been going on? It clearly wasn't the first time at all.

I just wanted to relax in the bath, not deal with this. My daughter emailed me. My tablet dinged with the notification. Then she did some other stuff on her phone. "It's deleted, Mom. I just... Why would Aunt Mindy and Ryan...? What about Uncle Derrick?"

"She always was a wicked girl," I muttered. My sister was flightier than me. She lost her virginity before I did and had a dozen boyfriends in high school and more in college. I was surprised she settled down. Probably because of Danni. "Go to bed. I'll deal with this."

"Okay, Mom," Britney said, her cheeks flushed. The poor thing. She shouldn't have had to see this. I was so angry at Ryan, but he was just a boy. Nineteen. He was easy prey to my slutty sister. "Night."

I nodded and marched into the bathroom. I closed the door and leaned against it. What was I going to do about this? Talk to Mindy, of course. I had to scare her off from doing anything with Ryan. It was incest, too. What was wrong with her?

And those words she said. She sounded so... slutty. Did women really speak like that in the bedroom? I had only been with my husband. Sex had always been... more for him. I mean, I had my two wonderful kids. I liked my life, but I had never felt the need to slap my butt-cheeks.

I slipped out of my bathrobe. I would take a bath, relax and read my book, and deal with this in the morning. I sank down into the tub, my heart pounding in my chest. This strange itch rippled through my nethers. I ignored it and grabbed my tablet.

The warm water washed around me as I opened up my new book. It was from one of my favorite authors and was set in the court of the Sun King. There would be lots of temptation for my French heroine, but I knew she would stay true to her love.

Just as soon as she realized which of the handsome noblemen she loved, and if they were the right man for her. There were always obstacles and risks. Sometimes the stories even had sad endings with her man dying in battle.

I tried to get into it, but, my mind kept drifting to the video. To that disgusting display my sister put on. I couldn't believe she had done this. I bit my lip, rubbing my thighs together. This heat filled my body. It was just the bath.

The bath.

I tapped the edge of the screen to turn the page. Why would my sister do that?

Not just with my nephew, but let herself be filmed. Why would she act so... so... wanton?

The way she had bent over, flashing her lewdly shaved vulva at my son. Smacking her rump. She was having sex with him in my house. I had to be watchful of my son masturbating to porn. That was one of the reasons I liked my sister to come over and sunbathe when I was gone.

Because I knew Ryan would be jerking off otherwise.

I thought I was keeping my son safe, and there she was preying on him.

I squirmed in the bathwater. My sister was such a harlot. I bet she did so many naughty things. She might even suck his cock. How disgusting. I did that for my husband once, and he had spurted in my mouth. It had been so nasty.

I swallowed and opened the video.

I had to know. So I could fix this.

My eyes widened as I watched her sauntering outside. She said such dirty things. "Yes, yes, cover every inch of my big tits," she moaned as he played with her tits. He kneaded them, and she enjoyed that? "Is that the part of me you love most?"

"I love your pussy most, Aunt Mindy," my son said. "And who owns your pussy?"

"You do, honey," she groaned, loving saying those disgusting words. "You and that big dick. It's so much better than your uncle's."

My thighs squirmed. This was so obscene. She was begging him to degrade her, and she loved it. He covered her body and rolled her over. He started oiling her legs, working up and down them as she quivered there.

Then he cupped her vulva and was rubbing her nethers. She gasped as he did that, shuddering on the chaise lounge. I swallowed, holding my tablet only in my left hand. My right twitched as I stared in shock. What was going on? My son was doing horrible things to her, and she loved it.

Then he made her roll over.

I shuddered and touched myself.

Warmth rippled through me as my son oiled her back. He squeezed her rump. She moaned as he did that, purring like such a whore. I bit my lip, the water in the bathtub rippling as my arm moved. I shuddered, my breathing quickened. My nipples were so hard.

My son stripped naked. His cock popped out.

My eyes widened. My fingers slipped into my pussy. I stared at my son's cock thrusting out. He was so big. His father wasn't large like that. I trembled here as my son's cock bobbed as he finished taking off his shorts.

"Anal," my son said as he pressed his cock between her butt-cheeks. "That's how you have to pay, Aunt Mindy!"

"Yes, yes, fuck my ass!" she moaned.

"No way," I breathed, my fingers thrusting in and out of my cunt. This could not be happening. Back there? He couldn't, but he was. He was pushing into her, and she was moaning like a complete whore as she lay there.

I couldn't look away as my son was ass-fucking his aunt. Just sodomizing my sister. His firm glutes flexed as he thrust in and out of her. His cock appeared and disappeared between the cheeks of her rump. Then he pulled her up into a sitting position and pounded her harder.

I shuddered, my fingers working in and out of my pussy. I had never felt this hot before. The water rippled around me as I whimpered. My son was thrusting into her so hard. So fast. The sun played on his back. He was strong. Handsome.

My sister moaned like a whore. "Oh, Ryan! Oh, Ryan, that's so good. Ooh, just fuck my anal sheath like that. Just pound me so hard. Oh, yes, yes, you know what you're doing!"

Did it really feel that good? I didn't feel much when my husband pumped away at my pussy, and she was gasping out like this was the best thing in the world. My son hammered her as she squealed out that she wanted him to flood her with his jizz.

He buried into her and grunted. He stopped thrusting. My pussy clenched down on my churning fingers as I realized he was pumping his seed into her asshole. I shuddered, my pussy on fire. I felt something building in me.

An orgasm? When was the last time I came close to one?

My son's face twisted with pleasure as he growled out his bliss.

I watched, my heart pounding beneath my breast as my son pumped more and more of his spunk into his aunt's asshole. My sister shuddered there, her red hair swaying around her face. He squeezed her big breasts then released her.

He pulled out of her and knelt in place as she turned around on her knees. My eyes widened as my fingers thrust away at my pussy. No way. My sister couldn't be about to do that. She opened her mouth wide and he guided his cock to her lips

"That was just in your ass, slut!" I hissed.

"She always sucks my dick clean after I fuck her ass," my son said as if he knew in the past I would ask this question. "That's how much of a whore she is for me! And only for me. She doesn't do this for my uncle!"

My sister moaned as his cock slid into her mouth. I shuddered, my fingers thrusting away so hard. I closed my eyes, listening to her sucking on his cock. She was polishing his cock clean of her butthole. That was so nasty.

My son groaned as he enjoyed it, too. He loved what his aunt did to him. I shuddered, my pussy clamping down on my fingers. The heel of my hand ground on my clit. My boobs jiggled, the water splashing over the rim of the tub.

"Oh, yes!" I gasped as I burst in delight.

My orgasm swept through me. I bucked in the tub, water sloshing around me as I squealed out in delight. My pussy convulsed around my digits. The sweet waves of delight surged over me. It was just so wondrous.

I trembled, my toes curling as such bliss swept through me. I had never felt something so wondrous before in my life. Stars danced across my vision. This was a climax. I was really cumming. I had masturbated to my son fucking my sister.

I whimpered as the pleasure washed over my thoughts again and again. It was outstanding. My pussy writhed around my fingers, suckling at them like they were a cock. My back arched as my pleasure crested in me.

"Oh, my," I panted, my breasts rising and falling. I blinked and stared at the screen.

My sister was still sucking him. I quivered, my fingers wiggling around in my snatch. I felt so amazing. I panted, my body buzzing with bliss as my son pulled out of his aunt's mouth and... came on her face. He splashed her in jizz.

I watched him paint her in his cum. He erupted over and over again, drenching her sunglasses. Splashing her face. She caught it on her tongue like it tasted so good. She moaned in pleasure as he grunted again and again. I whimpered, my fingers stirring up my cunt again.

"I can't believe it," I purred, pleasures rippling out of my pussy. I had to masturbate again.

I worked my fingers in and out of my cunt as my son spurted the last of his cum on my sister's face. She panted, jizz dripping down her cheeks. I couldn't believe this. My pussy clenched down on my fingers. I shivered here as I worked them in and out of me.

"Oh, Ryan, yes, yes, I'm your slutty aunt!" she moaned.

"You are such a slut," I whimpered.

And it kept going. He had her ride his dick next. She worked her cunt up and down his dick. She must be working that hot cunt up and down his shaft as fast as she could. I had only lain on my back and felt my husband pumping away on top of me, but this...

She was wild. Unbridled. Her tits, almost as big as mine, were bouncing and heaving. Cum dripped off her face to land on her gleaming boobs. My son watched her with such passion in his eyes. His face twisted in pleasure.

She was making him feel amazing.

My fingers worked in and out of my pussy. The heel of my hand ground on something. That hard point. My clitoris. I gasped as it burst with sparks. I shuddered in the bath as I couldn't take my eyes away from the screen.

This was so wild. So wrong. It was incest. Illegal. He was barely an adult. My sister was preying on him, but he was so into it. He loved his aunt riding his dick. I whimpered, my orgasm building and building in me. Then Mindy climaxed on him.

My sister howled like a whore.

He groaned as he shuddered. Was he... cumming in her? Yes, yes, he was flooding her pussy with his spunk. But hadn't Derrick had a vasectomy so they wouldn't have any children. Was my son knocking up my sister?

My fingers thrust in and out of my pussy, my orgasm building and building. This was so wrong, but I couldn't look away. I watched the screen as my sister's tits heaved. They slapped together as she moaned out her pleasure.

Then she climbed off him. He rose, heading to the camera. He was so handsome. So—

The video ended.

"What?" I gasped, my fingers churning up my cunt. "That's it? I... I..."

I climaxed like a whore.

I bucked, the water splashing. I shuddered, my pussy writhing around my finger again. The waves of passion washed through me as I pictured my son in me. My pussy writhing around his big dick. Shuddering beneath him.

"Yes!" I howled as the pleasure swept through me. I bucked through the rapture. I hit that peak as I trembled in the bath. The water sloshed over the sides. My breasts slapped together. "Oh, yes, yes, Ryan!"

My orgasm peaked and died into shame.

Ryan? I called out my son's name. I thought about him like that. I ripped my fingers out of my pussy and set up, horrified by what I had done. I had masturbated to my son and my sister having sex. What was wrong with me? Why did I do something that disgusting?

I thrust the tablet on the counter and grabbed a towel. I wrapped it around me, my entire body shuddering. I rubbed hard at my tits. I felt so dirty. I had just taken a bath, but I felt filthy. The image of my son's cock burned in my mind.

I sat on the toilet, my body trembling with the urge to watch the video again. It was right there on the tablet. My breasts rose and fell. I grabbed it and turned it off. I panted, wanting to cry. What was wrong with me? This wasn't me.

I wasn't a whore like my sister!

* * *

Mindy Rogers

"You did good, Mommy," Danni purred as I was heading out to go over to my nephews. Two days in a row. My sister was going out of the house again. She called me and asked me to come over and keep her son out of trouble.

She had no idea.

"Thanks," I said.

"Even if you did call Ryan your master." She glared at me. "Who owns you?"

"You do, Mistress," I lied. Ryan owned me. I just had to figure out how to get out of my daughter's thumb. She had fucked me so hard last night after getting back from her girl scout event. My husband was passed out before the TV while our daughter sodomized me with a strap-on. "It was just for the tape. It made it hot, right?"

"Yes, it did," she purred. "Make me another vid just as hot. By the pool. Aim it at the gate. I might stop by to watch."

"I thought your cousin was coming over?" I asked.

She rolled her eyes. "Right, right. Well, still, maybe I'll ditch her. Or maybe not. Maybe it'll just be hot for you to think you're being spied upon."

I shuddered at those words and headed out. I was so wet to have sex with my nephew. I was just hopping into my car when my sister was pulling up to drop off my niece. Britney was such a cute and innocent girl.

She hurried by the car, not looking at me. She was so stiff. How strange. Oh, well. I waved to my sister and backed out, eager to fuck her son.

* * *

Carol Mitchel

I followed my sister back to my house.

The whore drove so fast.

She was so eager to fuck my son.

I couldn't think of anything since I watched that video. I couldn't get it out of my mind. I had to catch them in the act. I had to expose them and stop the terrible acts they were committing. It was so wrong of them to do that.

I cranked the AC. It was a warm one.

My sister pulled onto my street. I hung back, not making the turn. I peered down the road and watch her barely stop for the speed bump. She just ran over it, so eager to get to my son. The hussy was speeding. There were children in this neighborhood.

And she was going to fuck my child! So what if Ryan was nineteen. It was wrong!

I for her to go inside before I headed down the street at the posted 5 MPH, passing the fluorescent green sign shaped like a turtle my neighbor put out on the sidewalk. I went over the speed bump and pulled up just before my house.

My heart pounded as I climbed out of my car. I would catch them.

I grabbed my phone and made sure it was ready to record.

I headed to the side of the house. It was overgrown here with bamboo my husband kept promising to take out but never did. He always had an excuse. I squeezed through them for the back gate. It had a perfect view of the pool.

I would be in the shadows. They would never notice me filming through the broken board.

With proof, I could put a stop to this.

I found my place, waiting.

The sliding glass door opened

My sister squealed like a whore.