“I'd better not say,” he murmured, not looking at me. “I'm not supposed to.”
Amy and I exchanged another glance, and then we both, stark naked, marched straight up to him, pointy nipples and oily-slick cunts leading the way.
“Do you want to fuck me, everagain!?” I stormed. “In my ass, mouth or cunt? If so, you'd better start talking…”
“I'm with Kimmie!” my little cousin joined in. “We'll trade all the fucking you can handle for some quick answers, right now! Or you can kiss these sweet little pussies goodbye…”
Huh. Girl-power. It's real.
“You have a secret,” Paul suddenly said quietly. “And I have a secret. Idoknow the guy who's screwing mom. And he's screwing your mom, too, Kimmie-”
“What!?” we both pounced on that. “You'relying!”
He just folded his arms across his bare chest and smirked.
“If so, how'd I know about the sponges? Anyway, I'll let you in on my secret, but only if you tell me yours.” To Amy, he asked, “Who screwed you, you little whore, one of Kim's many sexual conquests, some dumb-ass older highschool kid?”
Amy laughed. “For your information, I'm a slut, not a whore. Only Kimberly has done it for money.”
That stopped him short.
“For real?”
“Never mind,” I waved it away. “Look, since you and I and Amy are all sneaking around, anyway, getting naked together, we're all on the same side. If the adults want to keep their secrets, let them. But, we're just the kids, remember, so what do we really care?”
“Exactly,” Amy nodded then. “So, who's mom's new boyfriend?”
Paul swallowed hard, then said simply, “I'm fucking both our moms. We do it at Kim's house when you're both over here, and we do it over here whenever you're both over there.”
Okay, that wasn't atallwhat either Amy or I expected. Did Paul really think we'd believethat!?
“Yeah, right,” I said.
But he continued: “I woke up one night and mom was in bed with me, naked and all shaky. She was sucking me off, and I was so shocked I let her finish. She said she'd been masturbating, fantasizing about me, and couldn't help herself.”
“Holy shit,” I breathed. Maybe hewasn'tlying. “How long ago was that?”
He shrugged. “A couple of months. She already had those sponges ready, so we've been fucking every night after that. She didn't want anyone to know, of course, and I didn't want to tell her about Amy and I, so I just kept everything to myself.”
“You're fucking mom?” Amy said, as it sunk in. “Wow. Thatisa big secret.”
“But what aboutmymom…?” I had to know.
Paul's cock, dangling limply a moment ago, started to show a tremor of renewed life, so I took it in my hand, giving it a gentle, encouraging squeeze. It jerked, then began to once again firm up.
“Keep doing that,” he said. “Anyway, after about a week or so, late one night when Amy was staying at your house, your mother came over and she and my mom did a69so I could watch. Then I took turns fucking each of them from behind while they did it-they've been eating each other out for years!”
“Good God,” I breathed. After seeing that video at my dad's, I was anything but surprised. To Amy, I said, “We were worried about making too much noise inoursex games and she wasn't even home…”
“That's my secret,” Paul said. “Now tell me yours.”
“Okay,” Amy started. “Now, don't freak out, but I'm sure you remember how I've always had a huge crush on Kimberly's father…”
He looked stunned.
“Uncle Jack…?”
“Right,” the small girl continued. “Last weekend, we went up to his cottage…”
CHAPTER 18
It was a simple plan that quickly got complicated, weirdly so, as many simple plans often do.
Paul said my mother and Aunt Heather were over in my mom's bedroom, naked and all charged up sexually, pleasuring each other in ways I wasn't certain I really wanted to know about (though it turned me on just a little). They'd expected Paul to come right back, to join them. They'd sent him over to check on Amy and me, to be sure we wouldn't surprise them by showing up while their 12-year-old son and nephew fucked their brains out.
Amy and I, of course, intendedto surprise them!
We'd join Paul going back, then burst in and catch them in the very act! After that, I really had no clue what would happen next. I was still in total shock at discovering the true nature of my straight-laced mother and my equally up-tight aunt-how could I have been so wrong all those years?
Neither one was a stick-in-the-butt, after all-they were both fuck-in-the-butt girls!
Anyway, as the youngest kids in the family, Amy and I weren't supposed to know what they'd been up to. This was obviously out of embarrassment or a sense of guilt regarding their 'sneaking around' sex lives, especially because they repeatedly admonished us to be suchgood girls.
I mean, really, they sent us to a religious school. Not that it did much good, since I was the biggest slut in the neighborhood and my little cousin Amy was right behind me in that regard. My God, I realized, even 12-year-old Paul was a slut-boy, already fucking his kid sister, his mother, his aunt and me!
What a family! I mean, how much worse could it get?
In any case, quickly getting back into our shorts, sandals and skimpy halter tops, Amy and I followed Paul next door and up the stairs to my mom's closed bedroom door. We then stood silently in the long hallway for several long moments. We could hear laughter inside, as well as some very heavy breathing and many sharp groans of pleasure, one coming quickly after another.
But another noise came through I couldn't identify. It was a rhythmic low rumbling, or some kind of heavy muffled…something.
“What's that sound?” I whispered to Paul. “A weird vibrator, maybe?”
Paul listened at the door.
“I can't tell,” he admitted. “They've got a bunch of vibrators, and a big strap-on dildo they take turns fucking each other with. But that doesn't sound like anything I heard before.”
Amy had to suppress a giggle.
“A big strap-on dildo!” she smiled to me. “I want your mom to fuck me with it!”
“You're too little to get it up your pussy,” Paul shook his head. “It'sbig!”
Amy gave him a little pout.
“Uncle Jack has a huge cock and I gotthatall the way in me,” she told him. “It took an effort, but it was worth every inch…”
I gave her a look, but she just gave me a quick dirty smile in return.
Paul, of course, was still learning the details about his kid sister getting fucked by my father. I'd filled him in on most of our weekend, including the Family Fun Club swingers and the old video we'd watched with my horny gangbang mom as the star attraction. He was dying to become part ofthatweird and decadent world, so I'd be talking to my dad about that soon enough. I was certain the kid would fit right in.
For now, though, dealing with my mother and my aunt was more than enough to occupy my mind.
I listened again to that odd sound behind the door, yet still couldn't identify what it was.
“I guess we'll know soon enough,” I said.
At a nod from me, Paul opened the door and quickly walked in, closing it behind him. Amy and I listened at the door, our ears pressed tight. We heard both women greet Paul's arrival with genuine delight.
“Finally, my son's back!” Aunt Heather said. “I've been needing you to fuck me, honey!”
And my mother, sounding like she wasalreadygetting fucked, royally, in fact, added with a shaky, breathless moan, “We're gonna fuck all night!”
But instead of responding, Paul had a curiously puzzled quality to his voice when we heard him ask, “What are youdoing?!”
“You canseewhat I'm doing!,” my mom panted, that same breathless urgency to her voice. “And I'm going to come real hard, again, any second!”
“I don't believe this!” Paul stammered.