"Ohmygawd," Auntie burbled as the prick hurtled deep down into the pit. "Deeper," she cried out coaxingly. "Press it down deeper. Oh meohmy but that prick feels good up my cunt. My nephew's cock sure feels good up my cunny hole." She emphasized the fact that she was getting hosed by her own nephew. The thought of incest was a definite excitement for her.
While I was overcoming the obstacle of Auntie's tight twat. Uncle Tom had positioned himself in front of his wife, and swept her into his arms as though he was a matinee lover of the silver screen. Cupping one of her very large tits, he pressed his mouth against her lips and murmured.
"Darling, I love you. You're so faithful to me. I adore you," and he gave her some tongue between her full lips.
As he started to neck his wife, Auntie reached down and took his supine dick in her hand and started to jack on it.
This was the very first time in many years that Uncle Tom had let anyone else stroke his stubborn tool. Clearly, the change was doing him a lot of good. The tissues of the pouting pecker quickly stretched forward, the bone slid out of its casing and the cockhead ballooned up and remained enlarged. This was the very first hard-on Uncle had ever sustained with the aid of another person. And all the while, they kept kissing and tonguing each other.
The realization that my plan was succeeding excited me, and I threw every bit of passion I possessed into the task of fucking my aunt's cunt. My clawlike fingers bit onto the skin of her ass, found their way into her asshole, tantalized the hairs around her cunt. They were never still for a single moment. And neither was my prick. It kept banging in and out of the incest hole that grew wider by the moment. Hot liquid spilled through the crack and trickled down my legs and balls. But I kept on hammering at my aunt's twat with the full realization I'd blow in very short order. I thought it prudent to give the necking couple a bit of warning.
"Gonna," I managed to cough out. "Gonna blow... nuts... gonna throw up... soon," I whined through my nostrils. "Soonnu..."
On hearing my warning, Auntie's hand stroked on uncle's straightened prick with increased vigor in fact, she started to jack his cock at such a tremendous rate of speed, I couldn't keep up with the movement with my naked eyes. But from the way my uncle kept blabbering, I knew her hand was accomplishing a lot of rood.
Flecks of foam flew out of uncle's reddened lips, and his round eyes looked wild. "Keep it up," he managed to breathe. "Keep up the hand action. Fast," he kept on, "faster... faster..." And finally, "I'm gonna... gonna..."
I knew what he was trying to say. He was about to ejaculate. And so was I. And so was my aunt. We were all racing towards the payoff at a furious rate of speed. Hot juices spattered the walls of the bedroom and the liquid could have originated in the genitals of all three of us. Auntie was managing to blow out preliminary climaxes of a smaller order, and droplets were working loose from my own penile shaft as well as the turgid tool of my uncle. But neither one of us was going to stop until we hit the all-important big climax, the one that would leave us weak and breathless.
Finally, something broke loose within my genitals. The inner walls of the penile shaft widened as the surge of cream hurtled through the head of the dick and up my own aunt's hot cunt. At that precise moment, Auntie's hand action payed off, too. Uncle's cock leaped backward as creamy goo spattered the lower portion of his belly.
Light seconds away from our ejaculations, Auntie's vaginal walls shook and vibrated and the next thing I knew hot rivulets of cuntly cream were streaming down my legs. The stuff splashed all over my nuts and that increase in the temperature of my testicles coaxed more gism through my cockeye. Finally, we disengaged from the incestuous, three-way blow job.
When Uncle managed to recover his speech, he turned towards me. "Don't," he implored, "don't return home before the end of the summer. I'll give you anything. But stay with us, and fuck my wife. Fuck your aunt. And I'll be able to come, too."
Inspecting the state of her husband's tool, Auntie offered an opinion. "This is the best ejaculation Tom has had in many years."
"And we've got our nephews to thank," the man stated. "Please stay with us at least for the summer."
How could I refuse? "Of course," I replied. "I'll remain and fuck Auntie any time you ask for it."
My aunt looked pleased. "Your grandmother is going to visit us next week," she told me. "Would it turn you on to fuck her, too?"
"Fuck my grandmother?" I echoed, amazed at such a question. Then, I replied with an answer that even surprised myself. "Yes, I'll fuck her," I nodded. "A four-way fuck could be even more exciting than this three-handed deal."
And that's exactly what happened. My granny is well into her sixties but she was young in mind and thinking. She quickly agreed to the tour-way action, and that's the way I spent the summer. Each time, we'd think of an arrangement that was more erotic than the last one in that way, Uncle Tom was able to erect easily and enjoy his ejaculation. And that's the way I became hooked on the incest act... by fucking my own auntie and grandmother...
SUMMARY OF CASE HISTORY ONE
Raised in a middle class family of strivers, fifteen-year-old Bobby T. found himself the victim of class prejudice. His mother was ambitious for him to function socially in a more wealthier social level. Boys and girls from the upper middle class were not prepared to accept youth. He found himself a victim of snobbery and discrimination when he tried to date girls from wealthier families. His mother, a nagger, gave him no peace and refused to listen to reason. She kept urging him to associate with children from a much higher social class.
While the handsome boy was seduced by his forty-year-old aunt, Bobby T. responded to the older woman's seduction since he was completely turned off by the girls he had been forced to date. And once he became ensnared in the pleasures of incest, he found that he enjoyed the situation. Encouraged by both his aunt and uncle to continue incestuous, sexual acts, the boy associated the act of copulating with his much older aunt as normal, behavioural rear flees.
Psychologist Theodor Reik in his authoritative The Need To Be Loved, the necessity for the adolescent boy or girl to find acceptance from his immediate family. Since Bobby T. didn't find acceptance from his own mother, he turned to his aunt and uncle. They were willing to accept him on an incestuous basis. The desperate boy agreed to have sexual relations with his aunt for her love and understanding. As long as he performed sexually for his aunt and uncle, they gave him the warmth and love he needed.
CASE HISTORY TWO
Case Subject: Odelia R. Age: 38
Sexual History: After the sudden death of her husband, thirty-eight-year-old Odelia R. found herself alone and helpless. Her late husband had been a protective man who shielded her from the realities of life. Now, she had to cope without a mature man at her side. Eventually, she believed she recognized traits in her twelve-year-old son that reminded her of her own husband. She then installed the boy in her bedroom and made him the head of the family. This included incestuous, sexual relations.
ANALYST: Are you having sexual relations with your twelve-year-old son?
ODELIA: Yes. Ted fucks me at least once a day. On week-ends, two and three times.