Lust, Guilt, Entrapment Ch. 11

The next day was a really tough day. One of those Murphy's law days -- I stopped asking "what next?" well before lunch. Melissa called, and she could hear the stress in my voice. She encouraged me, and said to get through it and she'd be home waiting for me.

It was late when I got home. After nine in the evening. I kissed my wife and went straight to bed. I was worn out.

I woke up in the middle of the night. There was a sweet ass pressed against me. That didn't surprise me. What surprised me was the breasts I felt pressed against my back. The hand gripping my erection had woken me.

"Guide him in, please" I heard a voice. Susan's voice.

"Okay, you're ready?"

"Fuck yes!"

I felt my cock brush against my sister's lips. I sighed as she pushed back, taking me into her body. I reached an arm around and found her hard little nipples.

"Oo, look who's awake!" Susan said.

"Is he? Good -- the whole point was for my man to enjoy himself, get some stress relief" my wife said from behind me.

I began moving inside Susan. I shifted her a bit to get deeper. "When did you get here, sis?"

"Melissa called and said you'd had a rotten day and needed a surprise. I was already here when you got home, but you went to bed too quickly. So we let you rest a while, but I'm not going home un-fucked. When I tell my husband I'm going out to get fucked by my brother, dammit, I get fucked by my brother!"

"Does she feel good baby? I told her she should spend the night. I thought having both of us in bed all night might make you feel better."

I twisted so I could kiss my wife. "You're amazing baby."

"Aw, it's just a little something I can do so I get to watch my stud fuck his sister. Now get to work."

I spoon fucked her for a while, then rolled her onto her stomach and kept pumping away.

"That's it big brother, fuck my married pussy. Fuck my married snatch -- we have to put on a good show for your wife. Where do you want to cum, big brother? Do you want to cream my married pussy, or feed me a big load of cum? I guess you could cum on my ass or my titties too. Whatever you want. I felt lips on my mouth.

"I love watching you fuck your sister baby" my wife whispered as we pounded out our incestuous lust.

"I'm so glad we don't have to hide this any more. I may visit Tammy tomorrow and eat her out again to thank her." Susan moaned. "Telling my husband I was going to come over here to fuck you was so fucking hot! He got such a boner, and he doesn't have anything to do with it! Now fuck me!"

I pulled on my sister's hips, lifting her for better access to her pussy. She rose, knowing deeper penetration would be the result. Melissa laid her head on Susan's ass and asked for a taste. I fed my wet dick to my wife, letting her taste my sister's pussy on my erection.

"Mmm, thanks baby -- now give your sister that load. She needs it, right up her cunt!"

I slid back into my sister's vagina. Her married, cheating vagina. All for me. Yeah, that made up for the shitty day I'd had. I slid back inside her, loving the tight, wet muscles gripping me. It felt amazing having her body accept me, pull me in. I held onto her and used my sister's body. I was deep inside her, sliding back and forth in her clutching depths.

"She wants your cum baby -- I want to see her take your load. I want to see her take your sperm. Pump it into her! Watching you fuck your sister is SO FUCKING HOT!"

"Cream in my married pussy!" Susan said, and flexed her body around me. "I wish you'd been my first like Hannah -- lucky little bitch! But now I get that dick! Please cum in me, fill my cunt!"

Her nasty, horny begging was really getting to me. I flipped her over, tossing her around like a rag doll, and mounted her again. I needed to mate with her, to pump sperm into my little sister. A few more thrusts and I said "take my sperm -- you want it in your womb?"

"FUCK YES! CUM IN MEEEE!"

I drove deep and felt the first serving of my sperm blast against her cervix. We both cried out in lust as I filled her body with my semen.

"That's it baby, give her bare pussy what it needs!" my wife said, stroking my balls. "Fuck her -- fuck your sister!"

I was doing exactly that, my throbbing penis buried inside her. When my last spurt was drained by her vagina, I collapsed on top of her. She pushed me off, rolling me onto my back.

"Give me that creampie!" my wife said as Susan took me into her mouth. She still loved tasting me. It felt amazing to have her sucking my wet dick. In the dim light I could see my wife's knees in the air. She'd crawled under Susan and was licking my cum from my sister's pussy.

Soon my post-coital blowjob was interrupted as my sister was wracked by an orgasm. Melissa had done a damn good job.

I was asleep in minutes, my sister still gently giving me her mouth.

I woke to the smell of coffee. Both of the women were still asleep. Melissa must have set up the automatic machine. I got out of bed and made some eggs and sourdough toast. They were just beginning to wake up when I brought up a tray of coffee, then a minute later a tray of food.

"Holy shit big brother, you're going to have Danielle in love with you in no time if you treat her like this!"

"You told her, huh?"

"Of course -- she thinks you're a greedy bastard by the way."

"You are!" my sister insisted. "Your wife is AMAZING, sharing you with all of us. I love you like a brother -- and the best fuck I've ever had. How could I be more in love with you? And Hannah -- sheesh, brother dear, she's got it bad. If you weren't so good to her I'd be worried. But that's not enough for you, is it?"

"Nope. More pussy, and more love. Because the only thing better than horny pussy is adoring, horny pussy! Or something. Whatever. Maybe I just want to see how she'll respond. You all want an uber-man, well, I want it all."

"Yep. Total douchebag, you were right" my wife said, laughing.

"You owe me twenty bucks" Susan laughed along with her.

"Or twenty licks."

"Slut."

"Muff muncher."

"Play nice you two!" We all laughed, and the women kissed each other deeply. I guess they were showing me they'd play nice.

The next day was Danielle's tattoo day. I had talked it over with my tattooed women and come up with a plan they thought she'd like.

I'd rented a convertible. Hannah dressed in a suit and found a cap. She would play chauffeur. I picked Danielle up at her place late in the afternoon, and handed her a bouquet of flowers.

"How did you now mums were my favorite?" she asked. Honestly I got lucky. "I can read your mind, gorgeous" was my answer.

Hannah held the door open as we walked to the car. She gave Danielle a big kiss before helping her into the back seat. She gave me a big kiss too, and then drove us to the appointment. Danielle was feeling frisky. She pulled me out and sucked me for most of the drive. I bet a lot of people wondered why this lone guy was getting chauffeured around by a pretty young woman, alone in the back seat of a convertible.

If Danielle felt weird about being bottomless in front of the tattoo artist, she didn't show it. The artist was a middle aged woman, with more ink than I personally like. But she did a great job. Hannah and I were both there, watching and holding Danielle's hand. When it was done, the artist gave Danielle some creams and instructions. Her work day was over. I helped Danielle get off the table, then gave her a big, sensual kiss.

"Now you're really mine, beautiful!" Hannah clapped as we kissed.

Back in the car, we surprised Danielle again. "This isn't the way home!" she said.

"The night is just beginning!" I said. It was a short drive to the spa.

"Part two of your evening is right in here!" I said as Hannah parked.

"A spa?"

"Yes ma'am, just a little something special for you -- hope you like it!"

"Like it? I -- I've never had a massage!"

"You'll love it. Melissa sure does."

I got out and escorted Danielle in. I gave my name to the clerk, and they whisked her away. She gave me a last look over her shoulder, part excitement, part anxiety. It was kind of cute. She'd been in a multiway sex party to join the harem, but she was nervous about a massage?

"Thanks for staying open late for her."

"We found a masseuse who needed some extra work. The tip you promised didn't hurt either sir."

When I got back to the car, Hannah was waiting. "Uncle Carl, how much time do we have?"

"An hour -- want to go get a soda or something?"

"Or something..." she said, staring at my zipper. "Got any better ideas? Like a place to park?"

"Slide over." She crawled into the passenger seat and I got behind the wheel. Hannah had given me an idea. The commuters were almost all off the street. I headed downtown, to a parking garage. It was near a building I'd once gone to for a series of meetings. The garage was surrounded by tall office buildings.

I drove to the top floor of the garage. There were almost no cars. I stopped on the top floor of the garage, but here were so many windows overlooking our spot. I moved us down one floor, and parked in a dimly lit corner.

I pushed Hannah into the back seat and crawled back with her. I had her stand up on middle of the back seat, and took off her skirt. Then I took off her panties, dropping them over the side of the car. I sat her on the trunk and got between her legs.

"You're gonna lick me, aren't you Uncle Carl?"

"Yes baby, I'm going to lick your sweet, wet, irresistible pussy" I said, putting my fingers where my mouth would soon be. "Lay back."

She leaned back on her elbows, then draped herself across the trunk. I settled in, savoring the sight, the fragrance, the allure of the sweet cunt publicly offered to me. I kissed it, starting with gentle, teasing kisses that barely brushed my lips against hers. She was purring with delight and anticipation. I gave her pussy a few deep licks, then kissed her sweet little pearl. I loved how her bare ass pressed against the car. Not as much as the way her bare pussy pressed against my face.

After several minutes devotedly licking her clit, I added fingers to the performance. She was breathing heavily, writhing in arousal. Her hands were mauling her breasts, being much rougher than I usually was. She started to beg me to fuck her.

"Please Uncle Carl, I need your dick! I love your tongue but I love your dick too! Please fuck me! I want your dick! It's been too long, and I've been a good driver, don't I deserve some cock!? I want your cock!"

How do you say no to that? Well, flashing lights help. Dammit. I shifted toward the lights. I was fully clothed. I had an obscene, obvious bulge in my pants, but I didn't think you could get arrested for public engorgement, could you? Licking without a license?

I wasn't sure if they'd seen that Hannah was bottomless. I hoped that putting myself between her and the lights would keep that fact a secret. I quietly said "get down and get that skirt on." Which side of the car had I thrown her panties?

A door opened on the cheap little SUV. I saw a sticker that said "Ryker Security Associates." At least it wasn't a cop. The guy who stepped out looked the part, walking up in a uniform complete with a big, black, shiny leather belt. No badge, though, and certainly no gun. Still, he had a radio.

"What's the problem officer?"

"Sir, the young lady with you -- she was indecently exposed. I'm going to have to call this in." He sounded convincing, but I saw him glance away. He was nervous.

"Yeah, I'm going have to call this in. Unless...." Now I understood. He was hoping I'd offer Hannah to him!

"Unless what?" I took a step toward him, not hiding any of the anger drenching my mind.

"Unless my WIFE sucks your dick? Is that what you're saying? REALLY!?"

He actually took a step back. I didn't let it show, but I knew right then there wasn't going to be any problem.

"You fucking pervert! Who's your supervisor? Who is your FUCKING supervisor buddy? Is this worth your job?" I pulled out my phone and opened the camera, obviously point it at his name tag. No badge, but at least he had a name tag. He put a hand over his name.

"Covering up? Sheesh." I called over my shoulder. "Baby, start the car. And you -- get back in your car. We're done here. You're not going to have any trouble, unless you do something stupid like try to follow us. I've got your number pal."

Hannah pulled the car up next to me. I noticed her panties on the ground. I walked over, picked them up, and got in the driver's seat. The security guard was just standing there, staring. He clearly had no idea what to do. I twirled Hannah's panties on my finger. I reached out over the door of the car, offering the panties to him. As he reached for them, suddenly looking eager, I hit the gas. The tires chirped on the slick surface of the parking garage, then the car shot forward. I took off as fast I could, carefully allowing for the u-turn I was going to have to make to head down the ramps and out of the garage.

"Holy shit Carl!" Hannah was so excited she forgot the 'uncle' for once. "You fucking made him back the fuck down! Holy fucking shit!"

"Is he following us?" Hannah twisted around, back and forth -- I asked just as we navigated another u-turn.

"I don't think so."

"Good. We're in the clear."

"Holy shit. I thought we were going to end up in jail! Fuck!" She was rubbing her pussy as she said it. She hadn't put her skirt back on.

"Suck me baby!"

"You got it!" She dove for my cock. Apparently she was as turned on as I was by our brush with danger. It might not seem like danger just reading this, but lifting your head from between a beautiful pair of legs because of flashing lights, well, it's different in person. So is getting sucked by your eager, hot little niece as you drive back to pick up.... Well, what's the term? Girlfriend? Mistress? Harem member? Wearer of the lipstick?

Danielle. We drove back to pick Danielle up, with Hannah slobbering on my boner. I didn't even come close to finishing before we arrived, but it felt great and was a hell of a rush.

I parked, reassembled my decency, and went in. I was a few minutes early, so the clerk brought me some ruined water while I waited. Cucumber is not my favorite -- why is putting it in water supposedly so fancy? I didn't let it bother me -- I had just gotten some road head, and I was picking up my lipstick lady from her massage. Yeah, lipstick lady. That sounded good.

Danielle looked good. She practically slithered into the lobby. Her smile said if she'd gotten any more relaxed, they'd have needed a stretcher to get her to the car.

"Danielle, you look amazing -- you're glowing!"

"Mmm. Am I? Maybe. Mmm. That. Was. Mmm. You, sir, are spoilinmmmm."

"That's the idea, mi amore."

The masseuse came out with her. Sometimes it's an act when someone else is paying -- and providing the tip -- but I think she honestly wanted to make sure Danielle didn't wander off any cliffs or walk into any walls. I slipped her three fifty dollar bills, and winked. She smiled -- it looked weird, until I realized it was a genuine, friendly, casual, non-erotic smile.

Wow, had my life gotten that weird, that non-sexual smiles struck me as odd? Apparently, while accompanying one of the lipstick ladies, it had.

"Thanks so much! Clearly, you did an excellent job!" I hoped the appreciation was evident in my voice, not just the money.

"Thank you sir."

I squeegeed Danielle out to the car and poured her in the back seat. She leaned over against me. Hannah was back in the driver's seat, all put back together like she hadn't even had her kitty licked in a parking garage or anything. Nice.

"Okay, off we go please!"

"Yes sir, sticking to the plan?" She sounded artificially formal. It made me chuckle.

"Date plan gamma, as agreed." Meant nothing, but if she could improvise so could I. She got the point -- we were off to the bar.

"What? NOW where are we going?" Danielle asked when she realized we weren't just going home.

"You'll see." She was too relaxed to argue, she just laid her head on my shoulder. It slipped to my chest. I saw Hannah's eyes flick over to check on us in the rear view. She looked pleased. I was proud of her. I had been a bit concerned she might get jealous, but she'd impressed me before with her maturity. I was right.

We pulled up at a hotel, and Hannah did the door routine, helping Danielle out. She closed the door, said "be right back" and parked the car. When she returned, she'd ditched the cap and coat. It transformed her from a limo driver -- a sexy limo driver -- to a sexy young business woman, in a crisp white top and a dark grey skirt. A bit wrinkled, but who was going to hold that against her? I'd probably knelt on it while performing my linguistic duties in the parking garage.

I held both of their arms and we strutted through the lobby to the elevators. We got off at the top floor, and walked up to the hostess standing behind her podium. She smiled, but I could see some concern behind her professional hostess façade.

"Don't worry, she's our daughter. That's allowed, right?"

"Yes sir. That will be fine. Table for three?"

"We've got a table on the balcony -- party of three?" I pointed to my name on the reservation sheet.

"Oh yes, wonderful -- lovely evening for it sir!"

"It sure is!" I said, sweeping my eyes over Danielle, and then up the hostess' trim body. She had seen this far too many times to blush, but I registered the faintest possible acknowledgement of the compliment I'd implied with my appreciation.

"Oh, wow!" I got it in stereo -- Danielle from the left, Hannah from the right. They had a point -- the view of the city lights was excellent. I pulled out Danielle's chair, then Hannah's, and seated myself between them. We ordered some drinks and just relaxed. We talked about the tattoos, and I realized I needed to get one too. The ladies loved that idea. Hannah said she wanted a sleeve -- a full arm tattoo like the artist had. I asked her not to, and she quickly agreed. She loved it when I told her that her skin was too pretty for that much tattooing.

Danielle told us about the massage. She'd been very nervous at first, but the masseuse did a great job of helping her relax. I kind of wondered if something was implied there, and my dick flexed in my pants. Hannah flat out asked: "Did she lick you?"

"No, she was just really comfortable herself, and asked if I wanted a bigger towel, and, well, she just put me at ease."

"Did you want her to lick you?"

"She was pretty, and I kind of wondered what it would be like, what I would have done, but I just earned my lipstick -- I belong to Carl, to the harem!"

"Danielle, if other women turn you on, you aren't married." We all laughed. "I mean, I don't see playing with other women as any kind of problem. Other men would be a problem, but not other women. Other women are up to you."

"And my fiancée?"

"Well, I kind of like the idea of you getting married, but you mean too much to me for me to like the idea of any other man inside you baby. Just like Hannah here, just like all the women in the harem."

"Hypocrite."

I shrugged. "I can't argue that. I can't even bring myself to apologize for it. But I can tell you this, each of you are far too precious to me to share with other men." I leaned over, and gave Danielle a sexy but tender kiss. Then I did the same to Hannah."

When I finished the kiss with Hannah, Danielle was staring at me.

"I hope this works for you." I said.

"It does. It really does" she said quietly. "You're my sexy little secret -- all of you" she said. She leaned toward Hannah. Hannah stretched, but the table was a bit too big. They blew each other kisses and smiled.

After a bit more chit chat and another round of drinks for the ladies, I paid our bill and we went back out to the car. Hannnah donned her uniform again, helped Danielle into the car, and we were off. Danielle snuggled against me in the back seat. When we got to her house, Hannah helped Danielle out. I offered her my arm and escorted her to the door to her apartment. She stopped just outside her door.

"I hope you had a wonderful evening."

"It was amazing. Thank you so much for everything. I didn't expect to feel so pampered, and... treasured."

"You are a treasure" I said. I pulled her to me and gave her a long, deep, but gentle kiss. One hand held her neck, the other held her hand. When I pulled back, her eyes were closed. I put a kiss on each eye.

"Goodnight sweetheart."

"Good -- goodnight, lover."

I turned to walk away. I didn't let go of her hand until the last moment. Just before I turned the corner of the house, I checked -- she was still staring. I smiled and waved.

When I got back to the car, Hannah was in the passenger seat. She'd take off the cap, and her skirt.

"Uncle Carl, I hope I did well tonight."

"Baby, you were wonderful. I'm so proud of you." She gave me a huge smile.

"You're taking me home now?"

"Yes little one."

"Will you fuck me?" She was biting her lip. Her fingers were buried between her legs, working hard. She pulled them out and offered them to me. If I'd had any doubts, they'd have been washed away in the sweet drug of her intimate perfume.

"Yes little one, I'd love to!"

I parked in front of her house, and she grabbed her skirt and cap. She walked right in, bottomless. Susan and her husband were on the couch. She smiled, and his eyes bugged out.

"Hi Mommy, hi Daddy, Uncle Carl is going to fuck me!"

Susan smiled. "Have fun sweetie! Did you have a good night, Carl?"

"It well really well, thanks -- making love to Hannah will be the perfect ending. Unless you'd like to come along too?"

"Oh, yes please! You two get started, I think Hannah's earned some one-on-one time, but I'll be in soon. You know I can never resist big brother's beautiful dick!"

Her husband sat there, looking shellshocked. Hannah pulled me to her room, leaving a trail of clothing down the hall. She was totally nude when we got to her bedroom. She pushed me onto the bed, leaving the door wide open. She climbed on top of me and started removing my clothes. She sucked my dick, eagerly pulling as much as possible into her mouth. We both enjoyed this for a while, but I needed to taste her. I pulled out, and she loudly said "aww, I wanted to keep sucking your dick!"

I knelt at the end of the bed and pulled her body to me. She draped her legs over my shoulders, and I drank in her aromas, her already flowing fluids, savoring the feel of her shaved lips against my mouth. Her lipstick tattoo was barely visible from my low angle.

"Fuck Uncle Carl, I love how you fucking lick my cunt!"

"Mmm"

I went straight for her clit, sliding two fingers into her tight passage. She got very loud, very fast.

"Uncle Carl, you make my cunt feel so fucking good! Fuck I love that tongue!"

A few more minutes of consistent, blissful licking and she started quivering.

"Oh fuck oh fuck don't stop oh fuck Uncle Carl fuck fuck oh my god FUUUUCK!" Incoherent babbling replaced her filthy words as I pushed her over the edge into orgasm. There was no way her voice wasn't carrying to the living room. Hell, it was probably clearly audible in the neighbor's living room, the way she was cumming!

"Fuck me Uncle Carl! I've wanted that cock all night!" I lifted her little body, moving her up onto the middle of the bed. She was chanting "I want that dick, I want that dick" as I got between her legs.

"FUUUUCK!" she screamed as I slid my tool into her young body. "Finally! Fuck me Uncle Carl!"

I kissed her as my dick bottomed out. She spread her legs underneath me. She was loving the way I stretched her, filled her.

"Yes -- yes -- yes -- yes -- YES!"

I moved inside her, filling her with every thrust. She stared up at me, panting.

"Thank you for fucking me Uncle Carl. I was a good girl tonight, wasn't I? Were you proud of me?"

"So proud little one. You looked beautiful, and you were so mature and wonderful."

She smiled and flexed her muscles around me. I groaned. Then I started, surprised by my niece's loud voice.

"Mommy, come here -- Uncle Carl wants to fuck you too!"

Holy fuck, did I love my niece! A few seconds later, my sister appeared, already stark naked.

"I thought you'd never ask!" she said, crawling into bed. She gave her daughter a deep, sensual kiss, then started sucking her nipple. I pulled out of Hannah and got behind Susan.

"Oh yes, fuck Mommy's pussy Uncle Carl, she loves that so much, fuck her!"

I fucked my sister, high on the incestuous lust, overcome by my desire to possess these two beautiful women.

"Fuck me big brother, holy FUCK I love your cock! I still can't believe I get to fuck your bare cock, I wanted it for so fucking long! It's so deep in my cunt, my bare fucking cunt! Take me! Take my cunt with that dick!"

"Mommy, I want it too! I need that dick! If I lick your pussy can he fuck me some more?"

"Make up your mind! Fine, fuck her Carl. Come here and eat Mommy, baby!"

"Ooooooh, yes. Fuck me Uncle Carl." Hannah placed a kiss right on her mother's lipstick tattoo, then put her face between her mother's legs and began licking. She didn't hold back, and Susan sang her praises.

"Fuck baby, eat Mommy's snatch! Oh god, I can feel Uncle Carl fucking you, it really crushes your mouth on me when he fucks that big, hard, delicious dick into you! Fuck her big brother, holy fuck I love it when you fuck us both! Did you fuck Danielle tonight too? I fucking hope so, that dick deserves all the pussy and throat and ass it can handle OH FUCK!"

Susan started orgasming under her daughter's tongue.

"Hannah, give me room!" She moved aside and I mounted my little sister in the middle of her orgasm.

"OH FUCK YES! OH GOD THAT FUCKING DICK!" I don't know what was turning me on more, the feeling of my sister's pussy orgasming around my dick, or the way she was screaming about my dick. I did my best to hold off. Hannah deserved more dick.

Susan ground herself to exhaustion, her hips writhing as I fucked her through to the very end of her orgasm.

"Oh god I fucking love your dick" she gasped, and threw her arms out. She lay still. I pulled out of her. Hannah climbed up, wrapping her arms around her mother's thighs. She knew her mother was too sensitive for more tongue, so she laid her head on her mother's mound.

I moved around behind her. I stroked her ass for a moment, admiring the smooth, upturned cheeks, the pink little pucker, and the wet, tight, shaved little clam below. She was mine for the taking, and I took her. Deep. I wrapped myself around her as I penetrated her bare vagina. She sighed with pleasure. We had all suddenly gotten much quieter. The only sounds were shallow breathing and the slap of flesh on flesh.

Hannah squirmed, and began licking her mother again.

"Oh, good girl" my sister whispered. "Your tongue is almost as good as your Uncle's cock."

"Holy shit Mom, thanks!" Hannah said, and went right back to using that little tongue.

I was getting close. Really close. I fucked deeply into my niece's body, wanting to fill her pussy. But I had an idea.

"Hannah, the next time we fuck I'm going to cum in your pussy, okay?"

"Oh fuck, please? Uh -- okay Uncle Carl."

"Susan, tell me you'll do anything for my cock."

"I'll do anything for your cock!"

"Louder little sister."

"I'll do anything for your cock big brother! Anything!" she almost yelled.

A few more deep, hard strokes in my niece brought me to the very edge. I forced myself to pull out of Hannah's tight little pussy. That was not easy. I consoled both of us by whispering "next time" as I crawled up.

I aimed my dick at my sister's face, gave it a few strokes, and a jet of cum splashed against my sister's face. It puddled on the near side of her nose. A shocked look flashed across her face, quickly replaced by a broad smile.

"Cum on my face big brother! Blast me!"

The next rope hit her upper lip, but she was still talking, so it stretched to her lower lip too. She licked her lips as I painted her mouth. I'd never seen the appeal before, but suddenly I wanted to keep cumming until I'd coated her entire face. Watching her visibly savor every drop that touched her skin, watching it puddle and slide as I marked her, wondering what she'd do when I was finished, it was all so erotic. One rope stretched from her lower eyelashes down across her nose to the other side of her mouth. You could barely see her lips. I watched her tongue snake out, gather a tiny bit, and take it into her mouth.

Hannah had turned over to see what I was doing. She stared, her mouth hanging open like her mother's, as I gave the first facial of my life. She silently licked her own lips as her mother's lipstick disappeared under my volleys of sperm.

When I was done, I knelt over her, staring down. Hannah pulled at me, taking me into her mouth.

Susan took a couple of deep breaths, got up, and walked straight out of the room. I watched her pert ass cheeks flex with each step as she turned. She didn't head toward the bathroom, she walked nude and frosted right into the living room. I heard a deep moan.

'Kiss me" The words floated down the hall. Hannah continued sucking. She'd been amazing, and I had a bit of starch left in me, so I got back between her legs.

"That was so fucking hot" she whispered.

"Thanks for not objecting when I pulled out. It was NOT easy, my sweet little lover."

"I knew you had something sexy in mind. Holy fuck. It was so hot. Thanks for wanting to be back inside me Uncle Carl."

I kissed her, held myself deep inside her, and quivered. An unexpected aftershock drew a final few drops of sperm from my balls.

"You came in me too, didn't you Uncle Carl? I just felt it" she said. "That's so hot. My pussy gave you another orgasm."

"No surprise -- you're amazing, and I've wanted to be inside you all evening my sexy little thing."

I held my shrinking dick inside her as it relaxed. I knew my wife would want to at least taste it when I got home, so I simply rested, staying inside her just a bit longer. Then I had to get going. I gave her one more kiss.

"Join me in the shower?" she asked.

"I'd better not. It's better to go home...."

"I understand" she smiled. "Tell Auntie Melissa I love her."

"Will do little one."

I gathered my clothes, pulled them on, and headed out. I found my sister, still naked, sitting on the couch. A few inches separated her from her husband. Well said our surreal goodbyes. I was two blocks away when I realized her face was no longer covered in my sperm.

When I got home, Melissa couldn't wait to hear about the evening. I started to tell her, but she leaned in for a kiss. What she smelled delayed my story for several minutes while we made out like teenagers. She sucked my cock for a while, but it really was done for the night. We both still enjoyed it.

"You gave her a hell of an evening. I'm kind of surprised you didn't fuck her, but I guess the tattoo... Sure worked out well for Hannah and your sister though! Do you think Susan made him lick her clean?"

"I think so. I nearly ran into a tree when I realized it."

"You gonna do that again?"

"Probably, but not too often. Pulling out is not easy when you're inside a fantastic lover." I stroked her hip as I said it.

I drank a couple of glasses of water, and we were in bed minutes later. A few hours later I was shocked and pleased to wake up. A midnight boner was sliding back and forth between my wife's cheeks. I adjusted a bit, and I was making love to my wife's amazing pussy. We started slowly, but quickly built to a frantic pace.

"Are you going to cum on my face like you did to your sister?" she teased me.

"No way could I pull out of you baby!" and filled my wife's pussy with everything my balls had left. We fell asleep spooning, my dick still gripped in my wife's body.