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Date: Mon, 06 Jun 2005 04:18:22 +0000
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Like a Thief in the Night
I have always been strangely aroused but understandably horrified by my
fascination with both incest and non- consensual sex. There is something
exciting, perverse, dangerous and immoral about both. It is this fascination,
combined with opportunity, that resulted in some extraordinary experiences
last summer.
I was a relatively normal male in my early 20's, 6'1" tall, with blond hair and
green eyes, and a fairly muscular body. I have had a few girlfriends, but never
got anywhere sexual with them have always masturbated, fantasized and collected
pornography. Don't get me wrong, I wanted to lose may virginity, it was just
that I never seemed to have the nerve at the critical moment.
Then several years ago I came across some web sites featuring older women and
found myself uncontrollably aroused. I began to fantasize about sex with older
women to the exclusion of everything else. I wasn't even all that interested in
my current girl friend Cindy after I started getting involved more and more with
my fantasy with older women. There is just something that arouses me about an
experienced woman, I can't even put it into words. All I know is I get
incredible orgasms when I masturbate and fantasize about them.
The women in our family are quite good looking. My mother is only 46, with a
tight little country club body, blond hair and green eyes. My aunt is 49 and a
little chunkier, but with dark blue eyes. Both have killer smiles and a nice set
of breasts. They are also both sexually active, having divorced young and never
remarried. A typical weekend involves the two sisters having a cocktail at our
house, then going out bar hopping. They usually get quite drunk and frequently
bring men home for a frolic.
Last month, late one night they returned from a bender and started cranking the
stereo. I was both annoyed and intrigued. Annoyed they were disturbing me, but
intrigued that they were drunk, dancing and giggling. I retreated to my room.
Eventually the noise died down, and there was a knock on the door of my room. My
mother, barely understandable, slurred: "Kathy's drunk, will you take her home?"
I said that I would and grabbed my keys. I had to half-carry Aunt Kathy to the
car and pour her into the passenger seat.
As I drove the four blocks to her house, I couldn't help noticing her legs. They
were long, lean and tan. She was curled-up in the seat, her muscles were
partially flexed, and her mini-skirt was riding up here thighs. I tried to
ignore my mild hard-on and pulled into her driveway. Kathy was completely passed
out and I had to carry her inside.
I put Kathy down on the couch in the living room and took off her jacket. Her
silk blouse was unbuttoned to her stomach, and fell open as she moved. I froze.
She wasn't wearing a bra. I could see a breast and nipple through the opening.
It was slightly tanned, with a large dark nipple and the faintest sign of
stretch marks.
"Kathy?" I asked, as I nudged her. "Kathy?!" I yelled, as I shook her. Nothing.
I shook her once more, but there was no response. I paused. Then I kneeled down
and slowly, hesitatingly reached inside her blouse to touch her breast. It felt
wonderful and the more I cupped and caressed it, the more erect her nipple
became. Next I unbuttoned her blouse and beheld two of the most gorgeous tits I
had ever imagined. She had a little fat around her mid section, but it was more
like baby fat than cellulite. I massaged her breasts, while I admired her mouth.
I was getting a raging hard-on!
I leaned forward and kissed her on the lips, which were warm and wet. She
remained lifeless, but her breathing increased slightly. I kissed her
passionately as I lightly touched my dick. It was ready to burst, but I held
back. Next I gently unzipped her skirt from the side, and pulled it down over
her thighs. A powerful odor wafted upward, through her panties and panty hose. I
removed these one by one, and looked at her cunt hair. I shook her once more.
"Kathy?! Kathy?!" Again nothing.
I twisted her around and propped her sitting upright in the sofa. Her head
lulled to one side and it was obvious that she was really out of it. So I gently
spread her legs to get a clear view of her cunt. It was twisted and dark, but
quite beautiful. I started to play with it, and stuck two fingers into her
vagina. As I massaged and played, her cunt started to get mildly lubricated and
opened for me. She was breathing heavier now, but still quite dead to the world.
By now my dick was painful. In the heat of the moment, I had to make a decision.
When I started a few minutes earlier, I was wasn't really sure what I wanted to
do. But now I was completely horny and she was just lying there, waiting to be
fucked. Without really thinking about the consequences, I took my cock out of my
pants and started to stroke it. Before I knew it, I was grabbing her body and
pulling it toward me, while I spread her legs.
I was kneeling on the floor, in front of the couch. She was sitting upright on
the couch, with her blouse undone, naked below the waist, with her head laying
back and her knees spread widely. I was inches away and my cock was fully erect,
sticking out from my jeans. I found her pussy lips with my fingers, spread them
and placed the head of my penis at the wet opening of her vagina.
I placed my hand behind her head and pulled it toward me, then kissed her on the
lips deeply. As I probed my tongue past her sleeping lips and quickly thrust my
dick into my Aunt's cunt. Her tits started to jiggle as I pumped her again and
again, fucking her hard and deep. I was fucking my mother's sister and loving
it. Within a few seconds I was beyond the point of no return, and came into her,
as I pulled her close and smelled the back of her neck. I could feel my release
deep inside her and her body hot against mine. What an amazing fuck she was!
After lying back on the floor to catch my breath, I started to clean-up the
scene. I carried her into the bedroom and placed her on the bed. I got a face-
cloth from the bathroom and cleaned her vagina as best I could, then I replaced
her clothes. I watched a movie on her VCR for a few hours, then drove home.
As I entered my own house, I noticed the TV was on and the refrigerator door was
open. My mother had started mixing herself a drink, then apparently left. I
called out "Mom?" No answer. I looked in the living room, but it was empty. I
turned off the TV and lights, locked the front door and walked upstairs. As I
passed my mom's bedroom, I heard a noise and glanced in the door to make sure
she was okay. She was snoring quietly, the light was on.... And she was naked,
except for her panties.
Again, I froze. I just stood there staring. Part of me was horny as hell again
and aroused by the sight of this almost naked woman lying there exposed to my
sight. After all, she was the younger sister of the woman I had fucked earlier
in the evening. The other part of me was confused, scared and disgusted by the
thoughts running through my head. I quickly closed the door and went to my room.
But I couldn't sleep. I just kept thinking about my mother lying there, drunk
and defenseless. After what seemed like an hour of tossing and turning, I got up
and walked back down the hall. I entered mom's room and watched her again for a
few minutes. She was lying on her side now, breathing slowly and deeply. Her
breasts moved back and forth in a rhythmic, hypnotic motion. I started to lose
rational control as my dick hardened.
I walked over to the bed and sat down. "Mom?" I asked. "Mom?!" I asked several
more times, while I shook her. She was dead drunk, just like Kathy. They must
have been out for Margaritas. I couldn't pass up this opportunity. I removed my
briefs and lay down behind her, like spoons, and put my arm around her mid-
section. She felt wonder- ful! I slowly started to kiss her neck and then nibble
at her ears. I fondled her nipples, which began to harden as her breathing
increased. I reached down and caressed her thin, muscular legs and reached
between them to find her cunt. She moaned in her sleep and nestled closer to me.
I lifted her knee to get better access, reached in from behind and started to
massage her vaginal lips. Slowly they started to get wet and enlarged. My dick
was huge and excited at this point, and I didn't want to wait. I slowly guided
the head of it into her vagina. I was only a few inches inside and had not
started pumping, when I realized that I was so excited that I was about to cum.
I quickly pulled out. My mother murmured, but I hardly noticed in the
excitement. I turned her onto her back, positioned myself above her and gently,
slowly inserted my dick into her vagina again. I gave her a slobbery kiss and
licked her face.
It felt so good! Slowly I started to pump her, missionary style. In and out,
in and out. As a more and more aggressively kissed her. I kept going faster
and harder, ramming my dick into my mother's wet cunt. Ramming my pelvis
against her thighs. What a rush, fucking your brains out and looking at your
mother's face. Then, without any notice.... She started to wake up. Her eyes
fluttered, and she came to a dazed consciousness. I stopped immediately,
frozen in panic. My dick was still inside her and I was propped up on my
elbows, peering down at her face.
"Wha...What's going on?" she asked. "What are you..." Then her eyes popped wide
open. "Zack!!" she yelled. "What the hell are you doing. No, no! Get the hell
off me! I'm your mother! Shit!!"
At first, I must have looked scared and afraid. But then I realized that the
damage was done. I had already started fucking my mother and things would never
be the same. She started to push and struggle with me to get away. Without
thinking, I grabbed her hands, threw them over her head, and pushed them hard
against the bed. "Zack, no, please!" She screamed. I just looked at her, licked
her face and started pumping away again. She started fighting more fiercely, but
I managed to hold her down and continue fucking away.
At one point, she started to bite me. I slapped her twice, as hard as I could,
across the face, and she started crying. I pushed my body onto hers, putting my
head next to her neck and drilled away. I fucked my mother mercilessly for what
must have been five minutes then finally came.
As I got up from the bed, my mother just curled up and got real quiet. "Get out,
Zack. And never come back." I didn't respond and pulled on my briefs. Then I sat
down next to her, reached around and fondled her tit. She did not respond. I
gave her a kiss on the back of the neck.
As I walked out the door, I said, "Mom, you're a better fuck than Aunt
Kathy. Slut!"
I moved out that morning and never went back. Mom never spoke to me again
and she stopped talking to her sister too, shortly after I moved in with
Aunt Kathy...
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