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Saturday 14 December 2019

Jessica MacFarlane knelt, impaled on her son Richie’s rock-hard penis. Moments before he had orgasmed deep inside her fertile vagina. An outcome that was the culmination of months of planning. Planning she had undertaken with the help of her sister, Maeby Lewis. Richie’s only aunt.

Jessica wanted a baby, but her husband Dennis was unwilling. Unwilling to take on the sex required. And especially the commitment of raising a second child this late in life. She knew at forty-two that her chances were running out fast. And her ever-strengthening maternal instincts had bidden her to act.

In her desperation, she had turned to Maeby. And asked her to help seduce her nineteen-year-old college freshman son Richie. The plan had worked out to perfection. The boy had thought he was helping his beautiful, unmarried aunt to conceive. But the older women had tricked him and placed him in bed with his mom. The excited teen had been oblivious to the switch.

Now, however, as Richie’s sperm was beginning to seek out his mother’s fertile ova, Maeby had slipped into the room. She was demanding her ‘turn’. She'd been listening at the door to the climax of the passionate lovemaking going on in her bed. She had been so overcome with lust that she had stepped inside just as Jessica and Richie came together.

In a haze of love and lust, the incestuous partners on the bed had held their arms out to her in welcome.

Maeby climbed up onto the bed as Jessica rolled off Richie to lie on her back. Without being asked, Maeby grabbed the unused pillows and cushions. She wedged them under her sister’s bottom, raising her hips. The semen dribbling downwards and out of her birth canal started flowing the other way. Towards her cervical opening and her waiting eggs beyond.

“Oh, Jessica... Richie... please let me love you. I listened to you. I’m sorry but it was so perfect and then I saw you both cumming and I just... NEED IT. Please...” Maeby was almost crying with desperate longing.

“Of course, darling,” said Jessica, turning her head towards her sister. “Are you OK with that Richie?”

“I already thought I was with her, and I was super OK then. Please let me be with you Maeby, for real. I love you.” Richie held out his arms and his beautiful aunt straddled his body. As she did so, her vagina swallowed his bloated rod in one smooth movement.

“I love you too baby. Love me like you loved your momma. Make me cum all over you,” Maeby cried. She was not the shrinking violet in bed that he had been led to believe.

Jessica reached over and switched on the bedside light on her side too.

“I want to see you two together, my baby Sis and my baby boy. Joined as one,” Jessica said. She watched as Maeby’s body undulated over Richie’s. Her sinuous movements kept him in a constant state of arousal. Her ample boobs would bounce out away from her chest when she bottomed out hard on his cock. They did it again when she reversed direction as his tip almost slipped from her sucking sheath.

“Can I kiss you Maeby? I’ve always wanted to. I tried under the mistletoe last Christmas, but you kept slipping away from me. I was afraid to be too obvious.” Richie’s groin was on fire with delicious sensations. Maeby did not seem quite as tight as his mom but she was definitely wetter and moved in a cat-like, serpentine wave.

“Oh, baby you’ve no idea how much I wanted to give in and kiss you back then. But I was trying to be the responsible adult. I wish to god I hadn’t,” Maeby said as she dipped her face down to his. She began kissing him with every ounce of love and passion she could muster.

Richie’s dick was luxuriating in the moist heat of his aunt’s flexing pussy. Her internal muscles were playing him like a musical instrument. Never with quite the same melody but always alluring and so, so sexy. The addition of her naughty kisses brought him to the brink of orgasm.

Above him, Maeby orgasmed like a bomb. A huge rush of air left her lungs as she straightened her back and howled with joy. Her bottom screwed itself down onto Richie’s over-excited dick securing him to the bed.

“I’m going to cum Maeby, gonna cum right now,” Richie groaned as he tried to re-start thrusting into her again.

“NO! It’s for Jess. Jessica, get on this cock and take his load. Quick!” Maeby rolled off of Richie. Jessica, watching through lust-filled eyes, wasted no time getting back in the saddle.

“Come on Richie, shoot another load of your boy cream into mommy. Fill me with your baby-makers, fire them right up in me!” The lewd talk set off a small orgasm for Jessica but a massive eruption from Richie.

“Oh, Mmoomm!” Richie wailed, holding her tight, burying himself to the hilt inside her. As if by pure instinct he rolled them both over into the missionary position. Finally, he started shooting into his mom’s waiting womb. “Oh Mommy, I’m cumming, shooting right into you. Take it, make a baby with me. Ooh...”

Jessica was excited too, grabbing Richie’s toned ass cheeks in her strong hands. She pulled him into her for maximum penetration. She imagined that his glans were kissing her cervix. She swore that she could feel the thick pulses of sperm blasting into her vulnerable uterus. She moved beneath her son as his spasms dissipated. Again, she used her seasoned pussy muscles to milk every drop from his spasming balls.

Finally, they both settled and Richie gave her a chaste kiss. He said, “I almost hope it doesn’t work, so we have to keep doing this.”

His mom laughed, replying, “We’ll be doing it plenty over the weekend, don’t you worry.” She turned to her sister and said “You too if you don’t mind giving his sperm to me at the end. That was so thoughtful of you Maeby. Thank you.” She reached out and the sisters clasped hands.

Richie rolled onto his back and helped Maeby replace the cushions under Jessica’s bum. He said, “I’ve heard you cougars can go all night but I’m a bit drunk and very sleepy. Can we carry on in the morning? Would that be OK?”

Jessica laughed. “Richie darling, you’ve shot more cum into me tonight than my poor little pussy has seen in ten years. I’d be more worried about what my sister has in mind for you to be honest!”

Richie’s eyes followed her gaze and he saw Maeby peering at his prick from about two inches away. Her tongue was flicking out like a snake’s, her nostrils flaring from the fetid aromas she could smell. She spoke then,

“You sleep Richie, I’m going to clean you up. I’ll give your poor balls a sexy tongue bath to clean them up and get them ready for tomorrow. Then in the morning, you can give me another lovely cum and we’ll make sure your hot seed ends up deep inside your mommy. OK, darling?”

“Mmm, sounds great, knock yourself out, I’m done,” Richie mumbled. He grunted, falling back before beginning his soft snores.

Jessica switched off her light and settled down to sleep herself, now feeling very tired. There was a burning heat in her belly. She knew it was her little boy’s sperm working hard to knock her up. She listened to the soft, agricultural sounds her sister was making. Maeby was slurping and sucking at her son’s overtaxed genitals. She couldn’t remember ever being so happy as the darkness claimed her.

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Sunday 15 December 2019

Jessica started awake the next morning. She’d had a very explicit dream about her sister Maeby and her heart was pounding. It wasn’t the only thing that was! Beside her on the large bed, her son Richie was piledriving himself into her sister. The delighted boy was generating guttural responses from his aunt. Grunting and groaning it was clear that Maeby was lost in the throes of sexual ecstasy.

Richie looked across to his mother and said, “Hi Mom, I was just about to wake you. I’m just about to pop, are you ready?”

“No! I’m a bit dry, I just woke up!” Jessica replied.

Richie immediately slowed his pace and kissed Maeby hard to regain her attention. “You got any lube nearby aunty?” he asked.

Maeby hesitated for only a second, regaining her bearings. Then she reached out to the drawer beside her bed and pulled out a little white tube of KY jelly. She handed it to Jessica and started kissing Richie again. She moaned into his mouth as his relentless thrusts continued.

Jessica squeezed a big dollop of the clear gel onto her hand and spread it between her thighs. She used the applicator prong to squirt some inside herself and told Richie she was good to go. He withdrew himself from Maeby, taking great care not to hurt her. With infinite slowness, he slid his straining length deep down into his mother. The lube was a little cold but neither of them noticed as their pleasure built. Richie hit bottom and began to move with more and more force. Soon he was hammering into his mom as she encouraged him to breed her.

Her filthy commentary was exactly what he needed to stimulate his orgasm. He began to ejaculate deep inside her. As they had the night before, he held himself balls deep inside her. Again, she tried to coax out the last morsel of his cream with her pelvic floor muscles. Maeby had calmed down and was ready again with the cushions and pillows.

Maeby said, “That’s it for me. Any more fucking this weekend will be between you two. You can’t just be a cum-dump, Jess. I’ve read that orgasming while he ejaculates can help the chances of conception. Richie, you need to make your mom cum over and over in the next few days. I’ll be your cheerleader, coach, and chef - gotta keep your strength up!”

There were no arguments from the other side of the bed. Jessica wanted to lie and let things soak for a while. So, Richie got up for a shower while Maeby whispered to her sister.

When he was dressed, Richie started on breakfast. Maeby seemed to have bought all sorts of weird stuff like pomegranate juice and Brazil nuts. But he found some bananas and granola and started to brew a pot of coffee.

Maeby appeared and told him about his special diet for this weekend. She had got all sorts of things that might improve his sperm count and motility. Richie didn’t care, he’d eat sawdust if it meant he could keep having mind-blowing sex with these two sexy MILFs. Finally, his mom appeared in the kitchen.

“You feel pregnant yet?” he asked grinning.

“Not sure. I’ve never had so much cum sloshing around in here before. I’m hopeful,” she said, rubbing her belly and smiling. They settled into a leisurely breakfast and then began to plan their day.

Everything revolved around Richie and Jessica having sex. Morning stretched into the afternoon and before they knew it, it was evening. Maeby was there throughout. Holding Jessica’s hand and, whispering filthy suggestions in Richie’s ears. She always made sure that they were in the best positions when orgasming. They tried doggy, reverse cow-girl, even the wheelbarrow, but it was late in the day and Jess was too tired for that one.

Richie offered several times to pleasure Maeby while he was recuperating. She told him to conserve his energy. In between bouts of lovemaking all three stayed close together. They talked very openly about everything that was happening. The days rolled together in a haze of love, lust, and orgasmic bliss.

Late on Monday, their last night together, Maeby began to speak,

“I have loved this experience guys, I’ve never seen sex like this, loving like this before. When it all started, I was completely focused on getting you pregnant Jessica. I still am, but I’m also feeling a bit selfish, a bit guilty. Richie, I know we fooled you and pretended you would be giving me your baby. But if you had the chance, for real. Do you think you could do it? Give me a baby too?”

“You want a baby?” Jessica asked, incredulous. “You always said no way. I thought that’s why you were willing to help.”

“I know, I know. I said that originally but our time together has changed me. It has changed my mind. Richie, darling, I would love to make a baby with you. If I could arrange for you to stay here with me tomorrow would you do it? Could you do it?”

“How could I stay? Wouldn’t that would look a bit weird to Dad at home? We need to make sure he’s not suspicious remember,” Richie said.

“I was thinking. What if we told him you’d slipped in the snow? Hit your head, and got a slight concussion? Then you couldn’t take the flight home, but you would be right as rain in a week. I’ll step up like a good aunty and take care of you. Dennis and Jess could come up on Christmas Eve anyway and take you home with them after the holidays. We could have our own very special week here doing goodness knows what!”

Maeby’s plan sounded plausible. Jessica wanted to help Maeby. This could be the best possible way. After a moment’s consideration, she said,

“That would be a lovely reward for both of you. For all the help you’ve given me. I’ll take care of Dennis. I need to fuck him silly anyway, in case one of your swimmers has done its job already!” She leaned over to Richie and placed a steaming hot, open-mouth kiss on his lips.

“Mmm, I’m in,” said the exhausted young man. He already felt his energy returning at the thought of repeating this weekend’s events. This time with his hot sexy aunt.

“OK, I’ll call Dennis now and give him the ‘bad’ news,” said Jessica, picking up her phone from the coffee table.

“Wait, Mom,” Richie said, undoing his pants, “I want to be fucking you while you talk to him!”

“No! That’s an awful thing to say, Richie! I shall not cuckold your father. He has forced me into this position but I can’t do that to him. I can’t go that far.” Jessica’s voice had started out strident, but had calmed down as she realized she had frightened her son. “However, I have no objection to you being buried to the balls in my sister as I call him. Go on, give your old mom a show!”

Giggling, Maeby and Richie undressed. But rather than fucking, Richie spun around and settled over his aunt in a 69 position. Soon he was balls deep but in her talented mouth rather than her cunt. He in turn was exploring Maeby’s smooth, waxed vagina. Hunting down her elusive clit with his insistent tongue and sucking lips.

Jessica made the call to her husband. She tried to stay far away from Richie and Maeby. This was to stop him from hearing the obscene grunts and groans emanating from the rutting pair. She was also trying to stay close enough not to miss any of the nasty, carnal action being played out before her eyes. Dennis was disappointed. But Richie’s health was of paramount importance and it would only be a week until they would all be together again.

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Tuesday 17 December 2019

Richie and Jessica’s final coupling occurred in Maeby’s SUV at the airport. She was in his lap on the front seat, arms around his neck. She was kissing him savagely, bucking and rocking on his inflamed dick. He held her tight around the waist, realizing how much he was going to miss her this week.

They had both talked about how important it was to try to keep their feelings in check. She was still his father’s wife after all. She was trying so hard to remind herself of that. But her body betrayed her and showed Richie exactly how she felt. By gushing all over his lap as her orgasm rolled over her. She wailed and cried in sheer joy. She had never felt exquisite ecstasy like this in all her life. Then Richie was cumming in her, deep and hard and she squirted all over again.

Maeby was mock-complaining about the seat being ruined. But their little show meant it would be well worth it. Poor Richie’s jeans were soaked. He’d only pulled them down to mid-thigh! After a bit of fancy footwork, Jessica got her panties back on and thighs wiped clean. Maeby drove her to the drop-off point. They each kissed her and she whispered her love and thanks in her son’s ear. Then she was off, pulling her little case through the terminal doors. Maeby turned to Richie and said,

“Right lover, let’s get you home. You have a lot of my TLC ahead of you. That’s my Tongue Licking your Cock, in case you were wondering!”

“Are you wearing panties?” Richie asked her as she maneuvered the big SUV out into the early evening traffic.

“Richie! Why would you ask your auntie such a question? Just slide your hand up there and find out!” Maeby laughed.

He reached over and explored her warm, thermal stockings. Hold-ups, he realized. Which he discovered led to the hot bare flesh of her inner thighs. Excited now he eagerly moved his hand higher until he felt... shit! A completely impenetrable barrier! “What the hell Maeby, what’s this?”

“An old trick my daddy taught me. Three pairs of granny panties pulled-up tight! There’s no way you’re getting anywhere near my sweet kitty tonight sonny boy! Well, not until I get you home and into my bed at least.” She was laughing now. “Sorry honey, I’m teasing. But these icy roads are dangerous enough at the best of times. Me cumming hard on your fingers while driving would be a recipe for disaster. Don’t worry, I’m working from home this week. If I’m not on the phone or on Zoom, your cock will be inside me somewhere!”

Richie laughed, understanding her logic. He wasn’t used to the ice and snow. The only time he saw anything like it in Arizona was in a jug of margaritas. He reached over and held Maeby’s hand, smiling at the pleasure he got from such a simple act.

Back home, he brought in some more wood for the fire, noticing that it was running low. He asked his aunt where they could get more and she said a local man would deliver it. She also mentioned that there was a chopping station out the back. It had several large logs that the previous tenant had left behind. Richie decided he would have a go at that tomorrow, it sounded like good exercise.

Later they were lying naked on a thick, shaggy sheepskin in front of the roaring fire. He and Maeby were necking like a pair of horny teenagers. Richie was trying to fight his way through her ugly panty defenses. But it has hopeless, and his aunt giggled at his frustration.

“Fuck this!” he spat, sitting up. Using both hands he tore the panties from her body one by one. They were old and Maeby had worn them in the hope that he would do exactly this. She found it thrilling to see him unleash the power of his chiseled young body. His blood was up now, just as she had hoped.

She began to resist his advances a little, slipping out of his grasp and slapping away his hands. With a roar, he grabbed her by the shoulders and shouted,

“Stop fucking about! You’re supposed to be licking my cock, get on with it!”

And she did. She threw every bit of skill and experience she had at his beautiful penis. She loved that penis, was in love with it! Like she was in love with the rest of him!

Oh shit! How the hell did that happen?

She loved him of course, as his aunt. And she had pushed the boundaries of that love into this sexual territory in the last few days. But in love? Could it be true?

She realized it was, however. Somewhere along the line. At some point during the confusing maelstrom of the last few days, it had happened. She had fallen head over heels in love with her nephew. She’d kept him here on the pretense of getting pregnant but that was a lie. For now, anyway. She wanted her man with her. Richie noticed she had stopped working his dick and looked down. Maeby was looking up, a fat tear rolling down her cheek.

Any hint of faux aggression disappeared from his face and he pulled her up to him.

“Maeby, what’s wrong, what’s happened?” Richie asked, tender concern obvious in his voice.

“Your silly aunt has gone and fallen head over heels, ass over tits in love with her nephew. In love with you. I think I’ve always known, deep down but now I've accepted it for real. You’re my man, I’m your woman. That’s what’s wrong. How can that be?” Maeby cried into his shoulder now. Stroking her hair. Richie thought for a moment before saying,

“There’s nothing wrong with that. I’ve been in love with you since I knew what it meant. I can’t believe it took you so long to catch up! I guess I better take you up to our bed and show you what that really means.” So, he picked her up. Like a child plucking a favorite toy from the floor and carried her to the bedroom... their bedroom she knew. Laying her on the mattress he said,

“Let me check the fire is safe and I’ll come back and light another one right here,” poking her in the belly. Maeby giggled, tears forgotten, her passion rising.

When he came back, he had a small bottle in his hands and two large towels. It was her favorite massage oil from the bathroom. He laid the towels on the bed and settled her face down on them. Warming some oil between his palms he began working her neck and shoulders. He was a skilled masseur. Years of experience in basketball teams had taught him how to relax tired and tense muscles.

“I noticed how tight you were when I brought you up. That sort of tension is no good for your body or your mind. I can take it away for you, but you need to talk to me before it builds up in the future. I’m your man, I need to know what’s going on in there.” He tapped her on the temple before continuing, “no exceptions. No lies, no distrust, no bullshit. That’s what you’ll get from me and I expect the same from you. Now talk, I don’t care what about. As long as it’s the truth.”

“I can’t have a baby with you, not now at least. It’s the wrong time of my cycle. I kept you here with me because I’m jealous. Jealous of my wonderful sister because she got all of you this weekend. Jealous because in a few days you’ll be back with her. Thousands of miles away, with your baby growing in her belly. She’ll get to wake you up in the morning. Feed you breakfast. And laugh and love with you all through the day. That’s my job, that’s what I want to do. But I’ll be stuck here in this frozen shit hole crying myself to sleep every night. It’s breaking my heart. And I love her as much as I love you. My jealousy makes me feel so disappointed in myself. It’s a vicious circle, the worse I feel the more jealous I become. There’s no way out!” She should have been crying she knew. Telling him such humiliating things should be tearing her up inside.

Instead, she just felt his strong hands working her tired and tense muscles. He was relaxing her in a way she had never felt before. As his body worked on her physical problems his thoughtful mind began to work on her mental ones.

“Explain to me why you can’t come and live with us in Arizona,” Richie asked. He dug into a tight knot under her left shoulder blade.

“I’m contracted here for another eight months minimum,” she replied.

“What happens if you tear up the contract?” he asked.

“Career over, plagues of locusts, that sort of thing,” she lamented.

“Why? Is there only one law firm in the country you can work for? I bet there are ten firms in Phoenix which would bust a nut to have you,” he stated, working her left oblique.

“No one would take on a lawyer that didn’t honor a contract like that. It’s a badge of honor type thing,” Maeby sighed as Richie released a tight spot near her spine.

“Let them break it then. Put the word out quietly that you’re restless, looking for a new challenge. Get the Phoenix firms to head-hunt you. You’re worth it. They’re lawyers, they’ll work out all the contract stuff. Whatever they spend compensating your firm, they’ll make it back with you tenfold in a year.” Richie leaned into the bunched muscles at the base of her spine. It felt divine to Maeby. The boy sure had some gifted fingers, but the other stuff? It was nonsense. Wasn't it? Yes, there was a lawyer grapevine throughout the country. She could easily let firms in Phoenix know she wanted a move. But would they come for her?

Of course they would, you silly bitch!

Maeby thought about the contract her current firm had tied her up in. They knew she’d be in demand so they were protecting their asset.

Fuck!

They expected interest from competitors, they knew they couldn’t keep her forever. They’d designed her contract so that they could cash in when someone came for her.

Holy shit, how did he see that? He’s just a little boy, isn’t he? No Maeby, he is a man... My man! My big, powerful, insightful man... Who is eating my fucking asshole!

Maeby rolled over, spreading her legs. “You’ve answered my prayers darling, let me answer yours. I’m not ovulating at the moment, so no baby tonight. But we can sure as hell get some practice in!” She pulled him towards her, steering his beautiful penis down into her molten core. Her forever love settled his body atop hers and began to move inside her. She gripped him with her arms, her legs, and her very soul. She clung to him, urging him to ever greater effort. Describing all the dirty, nasty, depraved things she was going to do to him later. She promised him all of her holes, even the tiny virgin one he’d just been smooching. She’d been saving it for Mr. Right and now, he was right here.

Richie’s sweat dripped onto her forehead as he slammed into her. She kissed his lips, telling him how hot she was for him. How much she wanted and needed him. She squeezed him with every muscle she had, both inside and out. She caressed his back, his shoulders, and his buttocks. Always urging him to cum and make her cum too.

Suddenly his large frame was off her and she was being spun around onto her knees. Then, just as quickly, he was back inside, driving himself deeper than ever. He licked his thumb and plugged her secret little hole, causing her to howl with a mini orgasm. Then he began mauling her sweat-soaked breasts. Working her nipples, squeezing them tight. His hips were slamming into her, bruising her labia she felt sure. The sensations were mesmeric, his strength and power Olympian.

“Cum baby, cum for me now. It’s time for you to show me how much you love me, Richie. Fill me up. Fill Me. Please!” Maeby was incoherent with lust now. She lived only for these moments. Existed only as a vessel for his sperm. As a repository of his love.

Richie forced every millimeter of meat he had deep inside her body. He unleashed a torrent of scalding spunk into her womb. Her body welcomed his offering and worked hard to siphon out every drop it could. Over and over, they twitched and lurched against each other until it was finished. Richie fell over her back, clutching her panting body to his.

“Tell me that isn’t worth a few phone calls in the morning,” he whispered.

“If I could do it without breaking contact with your body darling, I’d call them right now. You’re stuck with me now ‘little boy’. Forever and ever, amen.” Maeby smiled in the knowledge that she meant every word. She had found the meaning of life. And it was here with her. In her bed. Inside her body,

“Amen,” Richie mumbled, falling asleep. Maeby laid him out in the bed, smothered him with kisses, and spooned up against him. Soon she joined him in blissful, dreamless sleep.

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Wednesday 18 December 2019

The next morning, a happy Maeby was up early. She was skipping around the kitchen in just an apron and a pair of sexy panties. She made a sumptuous breakfast. Richie stumbled in and collapsed on a stool. He was immediately treated to a magnificent plate of sausage, eggs, and hash browns. Orange juice and coffee quickly followed.

“Where are the Brazil nuts and tasteless juice?” Richie laughed.

“Those were for your mom’s benefit. We’ll make our baby the old-fashioned way, when the time is right. For now, I just want to replenish your energy. I know you’ll want to deal with that wood today,” Maeby said suggestively, glancing at his crotch. Richie laughed until he realized what she actually meant.

“You mean the logs out the back, don’t you? Fucking tease! Ha-ha. Oh, how I love you Maeby Lewis!” Richie knew this was how he wanted to feel every morning for the rest of his life. Maeby was giggling, munching on her oatmeal.

“Truth or dare?” Richie asked flatly, out of the blue.

“Hmm, truth is a given with you now so I’m gonna go dare,” Maeby said, eyeing him expectantly.

“OK, no clothes below the waist at work today. Put on a nice blouse of course. But no one but you and me will know what’s happening down below. Imagine how hot your Zoom meetings will be!” Richie grinned.

“Oh, you dirty bastard. I suppose you’ll want stockings and high heels. Gotta remain professional,” Maeby replied. Showing him, she could give as good as she got.

“As long as my tongue has easy access to your perfect pussy all day, I’m fine with that,” Richie returned.

Point to me I think, my dear!

Maeby blanched, imagining having a screaming orgasm during her online meetings. Oh well, she could always blame the flaky internet signal out here if she had to suddenly disconnect. “You’re on,” she said, “I’ll have to be pretty creative to top that,” she said, already scheming.

Richie went out to familiarize himself with the log cutting equipment out the back. It took about three seconds. There was a stump in the ground, an old bow saw, and an ax. The hardest part was clearing snow off the work area outside the garage. He found a rusty old wheelbarrow he could use to transport the logs to the woodpile. The ax was pretty blunt but a quick YouTube search showed him how to use a file to sharpen it.

He began to use the saw to cut the big logs into more manageable pieces. It was a job of rhythms. Get into the groove and things seemed to go smoothly. But if the saw bucked or caught on a knot it took a while to get back to it again. Despite that, he was amazed when Maeby texted him at 1:00 pm to tell him lunch was ready. He was hot, sweaty, and thirsty. It felt wonderful.

In the kitchen, Maeby had made soup and grilled cheese. But Richie was much more interested in her outfit. An expensive-looking cream blouse, dark stockings, and shiny black pumps. That was it. Her sumptuous ass and bare pussy were open to his gaze. He caressed her bare bottom as he filled a large glass with water.

“How has your morning been?” Richie asked.

“I’ve already had about six calls from my boss. It's clear he’s hearing things on the bush telegraph. I’m just playing the innocent,” she said, sounding ever more excited.

“That’ll be a stretch, I hope you can pull it off!” Richie joked.

They ate their lunch quickly. Richie was ravenous after his exercise. Maeby was an excellent cook and he enjoyed her food immensely.

“Anything happening this afternoon?” Richie asked.

“Some crummy staff meeting online at 3:00 pm but not much else. Lots of boring paperwork,” Maeby said, not noticing Richie setting a reminder on his phone.

He filled a bottle with water and headed back outside. He was getting the hang of the saw now. He was surprised when he finished the third log just as his phone pinged in his pocket.

He slipped back into the house quietly, undressing at the back door. He sneaked down the corridor, making his way to Maeby’s home office. Her desk faced the door, the big computer monitor hiding her face from him. He crouched down and shimmied towards her, slipping under the desk. She was still dressed the same and he now had an unobstructed view of her exquisite, bald pussy. Maeby was talking, the meeting obviously well underway.

Richie moved forward and grabbed her ankles. She let out a squeak of shock, looking down at him. A smile came over her face and she scooched her bottom forward to the edge of the chair. Then she calmly went back to her video chat.

Richie moved forward and simply devoured her twat. Her external lips were very petite and his open mouth covered them. Maeby skillfully turned her moan into an ‘mm-hmm’ as his tongue penetrated deep inside her. As usual, her natural lubrication began to flow and Richie made sure to suck up every delicious drop.

He was masturbating himself now, although the position was awkward. He spun around so he was sitting under her chair, his mouth still glued to Maeby’s steaming pussy. As he pulled hard on his dick, he began to vary his ministrations between Maeby’s thighs.

He was focused on her clit now, using the flat of his tongue to manipulate her little button like a tiny joystick. He soon learned which inputs resulted in specific responses. He zeroed in on the ones that had Maeby moving restlessly in her chair. He imagined her colleagues watching her. Thinking she was either desperate for the bathroom or had sat on some poison oak! He didn’t care. He just went to town on her. Richie was relentless, endlessly swapping his focus. Back and forth he went, between deep-diving her hole and sensuous licks on her clit. Sometimes he would change it up by nibbling upon her swollen lips too.

All too soon Maeby’s hands gripped his head, holding him at her clit as he began thrashing his tongue across it. Back and forth, side to side, taps, and flicks. Anything he could think of to give her pleasure. He couldn’t see her face but he knew she must be struggling to contain herself.

Suddenly the other voices were gone and Maeby was screaming. His aunt was gyrating her hips while holding his face against her gushing box. It was a glorious feeling. An addictive one Richie knew. He let her ride out her huge orgasm. Then he shuffled backward until he was sitting in front of her, jerking his penis furiously.

Maeby casually slipped off her sexy shoes. Leaning forward, she held out her feet towards him, saying,

“Cum on my little feet baby. Cover my sexy stockings with your dirty spunk. I’ll have your sperm all over me when I go back to this stupid meeting. Richie couldn’t refuse and began doing exactly as she wanted. His flashing fist was wringing out his balls. Long silver ropes of sperm splashed wetly on Maeby’s nylon encased legs.

She leaned down and kissed his lips lightly, shooing him back out of the room. As he left, he heard her re-connecting, apologizing for her poor broadband connection.

He got dressed and went out to start splitting the newly cut logs. Richie found this a really enjoyable job. The ax was heavy but he seemed able to control it precisely. After the fourth barrowful, the woodpile by the house was almost replenished. Sweating now, Richie was bare-chested and so much in The Zone that he didn’t notice Maeby come out to watch him. She had a long coat on but it was unbuttoned.

The mature enchantress watched his beautiful, glistening body stretch and turn. Every muscle and sinew performed its role to complete the complex ballet of his task. She just drank him in, bursting with love for him. When he paused between swings of the ax she coughed, catching his attention. She threw him the little tube of KY jelly and turned on her heel, coat flapping out around her naked thighs. She was back in the house before Richie’s fevered brain finally worked out what she meant. He whooped with joy and raced after her.

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Hours later Richie lay on his back, hands behind his head. As happy and satisfied as he could ever remember being. Maeby was in the bathroom cleaning up. Anal sex had been a first for both of them and they had taken things pretty slowly. Building up to an earth-shattering shared climax.

The en-suite door opened and Maeby scurried back to the bed and climbing in beside him. She draped a leg over his and put her chin on his chest.

“You ever deflowered a blushing virgin before stud?” she asked him.

“Not when I was an equally blushing virgin myself, no. Thank you for being patient with me. Are you OK? I was a bit worried when you ran off. I thought I had hurt you,” Richie replied.

Maeby giggled. “Inexperience, I guess. It felt like I was still wide open down there afterward. It felt like everything was just going to fall out of me so I panicked a bit! Turned out it was just a feeling, nothing to worry about. I couldn’t believe how intense it was. And no, you didn’t hurt me one bit. I don’t think I’d want to do it without the lube. But as long as we have plenty of that I’m game to keep it in the rotation.” Her broad smile told him she meant it.

“Good. Because I called the pharmacy and they’ll have a fifty-gallon drum of KY here in the morning,” Richie smirked. He pulled his aunt up atop his body, kissing her languidly between sentences,

“It was very intense for me too. It’s way tighter than… you know. But only at that one specific point. It felt hotter, I mean physically warmer. But mostly it’s the dirty, kinky side of it that makes it so exciting. Overall, though, thank you for loving and trusting me enough to make me the one.”

“You are the one you know. The actual, only one for me,” she said, delighted.

“Cool, you’re definitely on my shortlist too!” Richie couldn’t help himself and they play-fought for a minute or two as she shrieked and complained.

Then he was holding her again, reassuring her, loving her.

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The next few days carried on in the same idyllic fashion. Maeby didn’t make any overt moves regarding her career. But it was clear now that she held much betterTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.