MOM'S 40TH

It was the early eighties, a rare, long and hot English summer as we made our way from the stuffy airless mining village into the cool clean air of the countryside in our tiny Fiat 500.

I was wedged into the back seat of the small white box with the bags, booze and presents ready for my Mum's 40th birthday. She and her twin, Aunt Tina, were celebrating at their new place deep in the Dales. Her husband, Uncle Dave, had done well under the new government and had been a part of a, then new fangled, management buyout and hit the big time.

They had moved away from the small town we, and my mother's other s****r, Aunt Jane, called home. Aunt Tina had bought into the countryside lifestyle big time and was more than a bit snobby. She tended to rub our noses in it a bit with the girls going to public school, you know, and, to me, the large and modern house looked like a mansion.

Uncle Dave worked in London during the week, my Mum and Aunt Jane were both single parents this meant that I was going to be the only male in the house for at least the rest of the day. The twins, Tina's daughters, Joanne and Julia, a pair of identical twins, unusual in our f****y and Aunt Jane's oldest, Chloe, would be there for the height of decadence in the 1980's – a pool party.

We could never tell the twins apart so we nicknamed them Twin 1 and Twin 2, depending on whichever appeared first. Our nickname for Chloe was Mundy, a jest on the daughter in the Addams f****y, her name of course being Wednesday, but she was the same – dark, straight and long black hair, petite, pale skinned and demure.

The twins had been, until around 18 months ago, at the same school as the rest of us and had a reputation for being a bit slutty, having "worked" their way through most of the boys in my class. They had been in the same year group as Wendy, my twin, and I. Mundy was a couple of years above us and was by then in her early 20s.

We were going to be joined by Uncle Dave and by my grandparents the next day. Saturday was the main event, a garden party and BBQ. Aunt Jane's other two daughters and Tina's youngest, already married with a baby girl, would be joining us, together with around 50 carefully invited guests.

Mum and Wendy had badgered me all day about joining in. I was a bit shy and preferred my own company. I was to be paraded like some kind of a prize bull but I was used to this being the only male offspring in this branch of the f****y. The gatherings were infrequent but the families were quite competitive, coming from a small council semi there were few things that we could compete on.

Ever since I was a young boy I had been paraded to the f****y. Both aunts had always been all over me, making me sit on their knees and cuddling me incessantly. I had also begun to notice that, particularly older, women would give me longing looks as I wandered around the town.

I was under developed for my age, below average height and rather scrawny. My s****r was a couple of inches taller than me and rather chunky in appearance – big boned it was termed in those days. I did, however, have one aspect of my body that was well developed – something perhaps to brag about.

My name is Billy Wadsworth, my friends call me Wad, but this is not necessarily a shortening of my name. My cock is, and was then, rather large, almost 9 inches when flaccid and growing to a thick snake a few inches longer when fully erect. It is a feature of it that even when flaccid it makes my package look rather full, which is why I still receive flattering glances from the ladies. At that time I was yet to fully blossom but had lost my virginity during a skiing holiday earlier in the year.

I'd had a couple of non serious girlfriends since and had a few gropes that had only managed to make them run for the hills when my size became apparent.

The car coasted down the long gravel drive and my mum beeped the horn as we swung around to a stop outside the double colonnade that famed the large white front door, Dallas style. We sat in a momentary silence as we waited for the door to swing open, I half hoped that we had the wrong house and that Aunt Tina could not possibly be that posh.

We were greeted by a line at the door as we piled out of the small and stuffy car. Tina at first gave an exaggerated air kiss but soon melted into a genuine s****rly hug for my Mum, followed by Wendy as the twins then welcomed her. Aunt Jane and Mundy were next as I dived into the back seat and grabbed the luggage.

Aunt Tina beckoned me, her posh accent slipping as she demanded a hug and a kiss. As she squeezed the life from me I looked over her shoulder at the twins, resplendent and elegant in their silk wraps. They had indeed blossomed. They had always been a bit lanky, tall and lean but their boobs had now developed as had their overall shape, they looked really good. They in turn had noticed me and recoiled timidly at the bulge in my denim shorts. They were beautiful, tall, long legged and blonde, until they opened their mouths, then the commonest of accents betrayed their true lineage in spite of their mother's best efforts at correction.

After the ubiquitous tour I was ushered to my room to prepare. The house was big and posh, 5 bedrooms, a big kitchen and of course an outdoor pool surrounded by a large courtyard and patio area. They had televisions everywhere, 2 video recorders and even a professional looking camera, it had lights and everything.

My room, the study, had been kitted out with a canvas camp bed. It wasn't too bad, a bit small but cosy. Essentially it was a corridor with a small double seat green leather sofa on one side and a desk, with a PC computer on it, opposite. The metal framed camp bed lay in the narrow space between. At least the French doors at the far end opened directly on to the patio area with the pool. The other end joined to the dining room. With thick curtains at either end it seemed private enough as I slipped into my swim shorts.

The table where the "oldies" had camped out on was directly outside of my room and I had the clear sound of their conversation as I pulled back the curtain and gently opened the door to the patio. Aunt Jane stopped in mid sentence as my pale frame emerged into the bright sunshine. The girls playing in the pool all stopped too, Mundy even glanced up as she lay flat out on the brickwork in her black one piece. But none of them seemed to be looking at my face.

Shyly I made my way to the pool and jumped in as the conversations sparked up over the bottles of wine stacked in the centre of the wooden table set. After a while the girls suggested a game of volleyball in the pool. We had no proper ball so a blow up beach ball would have to suffice.

They took the deep end and Wendy and I the shallow. The pool wasn't huge, around 15 yards long and about 10 wide. At its deepest it was up to my neck, about 5 foot and it sloped to broad steps at the far and shallow end. There was an imaginary net and the game started gently and non-competitively.

I noticed that if I bashed the ball into the air the twins had to stretch to return it. Each time they leapt their boobs would almost pop out from under their matching, and quite skimpy, yellow bikini tops.

"That's enough of that." Wendy said in threatening tone as she stood waist deep in the water and had caught on to my game.

The twins didn't seem to mind as their splashing grew and their dives became quite exaggerated. At last Twin 1's small and firm right boob popped out from below the thin material. With false modesty she covered up as I returned the ball to her s****r and lo and behold, exactly the same thing happened! By this time we were having almost our own private game, I would lob the ball high in the air and watch, as by now, both sets of pert boobs would "accidentally" spring free.

"What the hell!" Twin 1 exclaimed as she tore her top all the way off. "You've seen it all now anyway."

It was obvious by the lack of any pale outline that they wouldn't normally have covered their tits up. Her s****r took her lead and exposed her 2 pert and brown breasts fully. They were small but compact with pink and dainty nipples protruding from small round centres. This was a game I was enjoying! I looked behind and saw Wendy peeling her top off and letting her larger but pale white tits fall free as if in competition with the twins.

Once the cat was out of the bag it was like a wave, before long every one of them was topless, Mum included. It was only Mundy laying prone on a towel that covered her modesty. I was trying not to look but being a young male my gaze couldn't help but dart from one set to another, my member, of course, had other ideas and started to stir within the confines of my baggy union jack swim shorts.

The twins changed tack. Instead of returning the ball to me they started to volley it out of the pool, "accidentally" of course. Each time I would haul myself up and on to the side, walk past the prone Mundy and bat the ball back before diving into the pool. Not that I minded as I could cop a letch at all the bare flesh as I spun around.

This happened three or four times before Wendy had a brain wave. As I hauled myself up and whilst I was balanced on the edge of the pool she yanked my shorts down and completely off. I was committed to pulling myself up and out and sprang up, fully naked, in front of Mundy. It wouldn't have been too bad but with all the flesh on view my cock wasn't exactly fully relaxed. Even if it had been so it would have been big enough, but as it was sticking out at 90 degrees and half erect, it bought an audible gasp from Mundy just a couple of feet away.

I raised myself from my knees not knowing what I was going to do next. Wendy's hysterical chuckles were silenced as I turned in profile and decided to collect the ball as if nothing had happened. All conversations stopped as the women at the table noticed my predicament. I caught the expression on the twin's faces, Twin 1 was waist deep in the pool, with her tits out, standing stock still and open mouthed. Her s****r, a few feet away, audibly caught her breath and raised her hand to her mouth as she followed my progress across the warm patio floor. I glanced left to see Tina and Jane grinning as their eye line was firmly fixed on my semi rigid cock. My mother's expression wasn't the look of horror or shame that I would have imagined, rather a smug look – "that's my boy", was written all over her face. Even Wendy wore an expression of superiority, a look of "beat that if you can" as f****y pride had clearly been re-established.

It was the look on Mundy's face that caught me most by surprise. She was normally such a demure and shy creature but her pale blue eyes shone and a deep look of lust radiated at my thick tool. She sprang up and sat erect as if in a trance, studying every vein and tracking every joggle of my cock as I moved to collect the ball. Noticing her clear and undivided attention I made no attempt to cover myself as I swung slowly around, allowing her a full view as I did so. I glanced around, noting that all eyes were seemly following every sway of my swelling cock. I couldn't help a huge and involuntary twitch as all of the attention made it lurch to more generous proportions.

"My, my." Was stage whispered by either Jane or Tina as I took the two or three steps to the pool edge. I paused, threw the beach ball back and jumped in, making directly for my floating shorts.

Next came the game of piggy in the middle. Twin 1 just beat me to the punch as I neared the centre of the pool. She grabbed my shorts and lobbed them back to her s****r in the deep end with me wading desperately after them.

Back and forth two or three times they went before I decided to take direct action. When the shorts were with Twin 2 at the shallower side of the pool, I dove full length at her. I grabbed her hips and yanked her bikini bottoms down in revenge as she attempted to get away. She fell and I managed to slip them over and off her kicking legs and feet. I looked at her taut and naked backside wobbling sexily as she stood and made good her get away. She threw my shorts high as she stumbled and fell head long into the water.

The shorts fell short but Twin 1 made it to them just before me. I repeated my assault, but this time on her bikini bottoms, ducking down and under the water as I pulled them sharply down. I sprang up and back, clutching both pairs of the skimpy material in my right fist, defiantly and with a victorious cheer.

I paused with my midriff only half covered by the water and looked at the fully naked and stunned twin before me. She stared back at me, but again not at my face. I looked down to see my dick end, now almost fully hard, jutting out above the waterline and peeping out from its thin sheath of foreskin.

I studied her in turn, moving my eyes down her dripping and bronzed stomach to the pale patch that marked her pubic area. A thick mat of blonde pubes stood proud of the water and hinted at a pink and open slit beneath. This sumptuous view simply served to stiffen my cock yet further.

I heard a splash from behind me. I swung around only to be flattened by Twin 2. She had jumped up and bowled me over and under the water. She stood over my head and prevented me from coming up for air. I began to kick the water behind her as she clamped my head between her thighs to prevent my escape. I did the only thing I could think of to do. I grabbed her hips and planted my mouth up and on to her exposed gash. I pulled her down and on to my tongue as I darted it into the soft folds of her slit. For a split second she pushed her hips down to meet my probing muscle but instead released me from her grip and glanced back in embarrassment as she moved aside. She looked down, her chest heaved, but she wore a curious expression – an almost wicked glint in her eyes. Wendy, trying to diffuse the now obvious sexual tension, made for a towel and beckoned me out of the pool. Nothing was said bar Wendy's cheerful,

"Aw Billy, give them back their bottoms."

That broke the ice and both chuckled nervously as threw the skimpy bottoms over my shoulder. I waded to Wendy opening a towel before me, grabbed it, ran up the steps and hastily made for the study, leaving the door ajar behind me but closing the curtain whilst I changed into my denim shorts.

It was getting late and soon after the girls left the poolside to watch a video in the lounge. I joined them but was unimpressed with the choice, a girlie flick and I soon got bored and returned to my room, mainly with a wank in mind.

It was still hot in the room and so I decided not to close the door as I lay naked on the bed. The women were still outside and the wine fuelled conversation had gotten rather more bawdy but I could only hear half the conversation from who I assumed to be Tina.

"My God, I had no idea he was that big. You must be very proud. Where did he get it from?"

"He was how big? No wonder you had such a smile on your face back then."

"You want to see it do what? That is very wrong, you naughty girl!"

"How often? Well I do suppose he is a teenage boy. Dave told me that he used to do it two or three times every day."

"That's cruel. Poor lad. I bet he does it in the middle of the night. And you say Wendy tries to catch him at it too – poor lad, he gets no peace."

"I doubt if it would fit."

"Oh you can, can you? I would like to see that too."

"I know where I could fit something like that..... it could be arranged you know."

I lay back, my cock hard and in my fist as I listened to the tone of the conversation. After all it had been a day full of tits and flashes of my cousins snatches.

After a few minutes things went quiet outside. A security light came on and shone directly through the crack in the curtains facing the pool. At that moment a loud click indicated that the door behind me was being opened.

I felt a cool breeze against the top of my head as someone came in. I realised that I was bollock naked with my rock hard cock in full view. The light dazzled me as I looked up to see a figure stand astride my head, with one leg each side of the narrow canvass camp bed. Without a word the figure bent down and took the tip of my cock between her warm and soft lips. I looked up to see the dark outline of a swimsuit and the fuller figure of one of the older women, but which one?

She smelled heavily of cheap wine as I felt her hot breath tumble over my exposed and sweaty midriff.

She sank down to obscure any other view as she slid her mouth further over my now straining shaft. I knew it wouldn't be long before I came, after all I had been wanking madly moments before. I lay motionless, staring at the ceiling, with a mixture of horror, guilt and pleasure as her soft lips clamped tight over my engorged phallus. Further and further she sank her hot mouth down until I could feel the back of her throat against my bell end. With a gag, and to my surprise, she sank yet further until I could feel her tonsils flex against the underside of my purple helmet. She stroked at the remainder of my length, about a half, yet to be drawn into the hot and moist void with her hand and moved down to knead and cup my aching balls.

She was expert at giving head and knew, possibly before I did, that the point of no return had been reached. My hips bucked up as my cock pulsed the first gush of a salty load down her throat. She jumped back, women always seem to be surprised when I cum, and allowed me to spurt the second thick jet over her face. Two or three more strong pulses followed and pumped my hot cum up and arcing out of my twitching dick.

She leant back and lapped at my end, making it jump and jerk uncontrollably, as she licked the final drop of cum from the eye at the end of my tip.

The bed collapsed as I thrust upwards again in search of her hallowed orifice. She sprang up and in the light thrown into the room I saw her cum covered and bespectacled face – it was Aunt Jane! She wiped my dripping cum from her cheek before removing her smeared glasses and smiling down at me.

"Billy, you have got a big cock there. You're not going to be short of girlfriends with that thing aren't you?" With that she put her finger, still with a large white glob of cum on it, to her lips and made for the open patio door.

Stunned and in disbelief, I lay back and closed my eyes with a mixture of shame and satisfaction. I didn't know what to do so I just lay there. It had been a long and unusual day to say the least and I soon drifted into a fitful sl**p. It was too quiet and all too soon, or so it seemed, I was awoken, this time by splashes coming from the pool. I opened my eyes to the daylight but it was early, I groped for my watch and noted the time – 6.15 am!

I leant forward and parted the curtain to see who was in the pool. I looked out into the bright morning light to see, standing on the edge of the pool, the naked shape of Aunt Tina. For a near 40 year old she had quite a figure, her tits were a little saggy but quite suckable. Although not as tall as the twins she was a good few inches taller than me, slim with long and flowing fair hair – not at all similar to my Mum who had much the same shape as Wendy. Her pink nipples stood proud and erect and her ample chest allowed the drops of water to be channelled down her bronzed body towards her bald and perfectly shaven cunt. My eyes were drawn in and studied every fold of her ample and puffy inner flesh.

My cock immediately leapt to attention. She dived into the water and splashed to a few widths of the small pool. I stood back as she stepped out, grabbed her towel from the side and made her way into the kitchen. I looked at her ample arse wobble delightfully as she walked bare foot across the brick surface.

Cock in hand again I started to stroke it rhythmically – after all I was a teenage boy and it was a quiet country morning!


"Click", the dining room door sprang open again and Tina breezed in.

"We haven't got long. Now where is that giant cock of yours?" She placed a small pot on the desk top before kneeling down beside my waist.

Not even a "good morning" as she took the semi erect tool from my hand, probably still stinking of wine from her s****r's breath the night before. She looked into my eyes and guided my knob end between her soft pink lips. Again I didn't know what to say or do, guilt or pleasure, guilt or pleasure..... She put her finger to my lips to usher me quiet before concentrating on bringing my cock to full readiness.

Once she was satisfied I was at full length she removed her towel and mounted me facing the patio door. I felt the cool damp of her thighs against mine as she settled on my lap.

The bed collapsed further under our combined weight and lay flat on the floor with a clunk. Tina paused momentarily as if trying not to disturb the remainder of the house. She grabbed at my cock and making a fist, offered it to the entrance of her bald cunt. I looked to see if I could watch my cock slide into her depths but couldn't and so I concentrated on her corpulent arse flexing and over spilling my loins as she rose up.

I felt her hot and wet cunt wall grip at my shaft as she lowered herself down and on to my thick cock. I grunted as her soft inner flesh smothered and cradled my invading rod. Her inner heat contrasting with the cool morning air and her own cold and damp flesh pressed against mine. As she sank down I could feel my tip being f***ed against the upper limits of her gripping cunt.

She stopped pushing down, raised herself slightly up and tried to f***e more of my length inside of her, by using her cool and tightly clenched fist wrapped around the base of my thick shaft.

Alas she couldn't f***e any more of me inside her and with a deflated sigh lifted completely off.

My cock flopped against my stomach with a distinctive slap. She made a grab for the pot on the desk top, opened the distinctive rectangular lid of the Vasleline jar and spread the cool goo on to my end and massaged it down my twitching shaft. With a wink she reached under her groin and deposited the large glob from her finger at the entrance to her hot hole.

I lay motionless as she shifted position and lay back over me, her cool and damp flesh smelled of chlorine as she sank back. She spread her legs and raised her knees, limbo like. Her hand again gripped my tool as she re-offered it to her warm entrance. This time, as I felt it slide in, she gasped and shuffled her hips to allow greater and fuller access. I groaned in delight as I felt the warm and slippery flesh of her inner lips butt against the base of my rigid tool.

I could do little bar look up at the ceiling as my chin was being pushed back by her shoulder. Her wet hair dangled in my face as she raised her head to look down her slender body, and concentrate on settling my cock fully within her. God it was tight, especially around my base, fully embedded inside her damp and heaving body.

My entire cock was swathed in a hot and tight fleshy sheath, it was almost too much to bear and I could feel my balls tingle as my sap had already begun to rise.

Instinctively I made a grab for her tits from below her arms. I pulled my hands up, cupped her large and chilled mounds and tweaked at her hard nipples with each hand before she took my right with hers. She guided my fingers down her cool body, across the smooth mound of her pubis, to the silky soft inner folds of her fleshy and open cunt. Her breathing was laboured as she ran my fingers across the hard bump of her clit, through the thick folds of soft and lubricated inner flesh, and down towards the warm and wet cavern below.

I was naïve and hadn't yet realised fully what was going on. She pushed at the back of my hand and f***ed the tip of my finger into the wet entrance. She grabbed another and pushed that further forward, making two. Joining my fingers with at least one her own she guided me to stir her pot with the distinctive flesh on flesh sound of mutual masturbation.

It was about that time that I realised what was happening with a start – if my fingers were in her cunt where was my cock? I jumped and then froze, she stopped moving and stoked my hand.

"That's the only place that that thing will fit lover." She whispered over her shoulder. "Now just lay there and let me fuck the cum from it."

I was shocked and stunned at her language but thought the better of it when I realised that my cock was deep in her arse and I had 3 fingers buried in her sopping gash.

She offered me her cum soaked fingers over her shoulder.

"Here, taste me. Taste my cum. Take it from my fingers." She whispered huskily as she f***ed the cool digit between my lips.

Her long nail traced a path along my tongue as I closed my lips over the slender finger and began to draw off the oily residue. I closed my eyes to savour the flavour and breathe in the scent of her intimate place.

She moved her left hand below mine, cupping her exposed cunt. She spread her lips wide beneath my hand and plucked at her clit with her middle finger. She raised her torso up and began to pump up and down with her hips. Slowly at first, she allowed my full length to gradually rise in and out of her warm and tight rectum.

Almost in time with her clitoral manipulations she rose and fell, each time embedding the full length of my cock deep inside of her.

"Frig me Billy, frig me harder. " She insisted as the rhythm of her thrusts increased.

I could feel the hard shaft of my tool through the walls of her cunt as I probed it deep with a fourth finger. It squelched loudly as my hand withdrew and thrust upwards in return. I felt her cunt tighten and clench my fingers, her chest heaved, her stomach tensed and arched as she whimpered to her crescendo.

She thrust down sharply at the final moment, as if wanting to impale herself on my dick forever. Her pulsing and clenching muscles gripped at the base of my cock as I withdrew my dripping hand from her cunt.

With a series of panted wails and quiet whimpers she came, her whole body shook and writhed on top of me. Her soft buttocks stuck themselves against my loins as virtually every pore in her body opened and spread a shimmering mist of sweat over her soft skin.

"Oh God Billy, Oh God!" She panted out as her muscles flexed involuntarily in a series of bodily jerks. "Haven't you cum yet?"

She was slightly raised and I instinctively thrust my cock rapidly upwards in a series of short jabs as I felt the sap rising further in my balls. Her tight arse yielded as my cock swelled and finally pumped its thick seed into the depths of her hot hole.

I was sure I heard an external gasp as she allowed my cock to slip out from her abused bud. My cum ran out and down my balls as she leant forward and stood.

"My God Billy, you do take after your father, don't you." With that she picked up her towel, opened the patio door and left, still naked, wriggling her butt and proudly allowing me to see the wet stream of my cum also flowing down her shapely inner thigh.

I opted to keep a low profile and tried not to make eye contact with anyone, especially Jane and Tina when I finally plucked up the courage to enter the kitchen. After breakfast the girls went off horse riding. I noticed that the Twin's arses looked really good in their jodhpurs as they went off in their car to the stable with Wendy but mentally beat myself up for harbouring such impure thoughts. Mundy stayed and helped out in the kitchen, I loped about and generally tried to stay out of the way.

Grandpa and Grandma turned up about mid morning as did the waves of workmen. I watched as the marquee arrived and was erected. This was followed by deliveries of booze, food and all kinds of other stuff. It was like some kind of military operation. Grandma took charge and strutted around ticking off lists and barking out orders to the assembled f****y workf***e.

Mostly I sat outside with Grandpa. Uncle Dave arrived around tea time as did the girls. As soon as Dave came back the beer bottles came out, much to Grandma's chagrin. Soon everyone was at the booze, even the girls were allowed a couple of bottles of wine.

We had a light tea, pizzas I seem to remember, before the girls went off to watch yet more videos. Uncle Dave, Grandpa and I hopped into the car and headed off to the "local" for a couple of pints – being men folk and all.

I remember going in, it was rather like the metaphorical piano stopped playing as we approached the bar in complete silence. We sat, sipping our pints, trying to avoid eye contact with the obviously hostile locals. I don't remember how long we stayed there, but Dave tried his best to engage with the landlord, who, in turn, was polite but clearly disapproved of us - the nouveau riche.

It was reasonably late when we returned and both Grandpa and Uncle Dave decided to turn in. The girls were still at the video player, quite a raucous one judging by the cheers and coos coming from the lounge. The older women folk had all retired, probably on orders from Grandma.

I went to bed and lay in the small and hot space, naked again and with my cock out and ready for action. The damn security light sprang back on after just a few minutes and shone through the crack in the curtains. I lay back and thought I could hear a shuffling noise outside, I considered closing the curtains and as I leant forward the patio door burst open. In stepped Twin 1 dressed in a pink pyjama set.

"We haven't got long." She said as she started to peel it off.

She gently pushed me back, prone, spun around and mounted me facing the patio. After groping from my thick tool she shuffled forward and positioned herself over it for an easy entry. She lay back and thrust her hips upwards like a limbo dancer, gripping my tool in her fist and offering it to her tight and hairy snatch. God she was tight as I felt my tip penetrate her moist little cunt.

She sighed in satisfaction as she took a few inches inside and lay back. She was wet, almost gushingly so but the down side was that I kept popping out when she lay back. My exposed end lay against the wiry down of her blonde pubes.

Each time I came out she would sit up, re-insert me and lay back again, determinedly so. The security light was flickering annoyingly but suddenly went out all together.

At last or so I thought. My hands went immediately to her small but firm boobs as she lay back again. She was tall and her soft hair, still pleated rested against my face. She sighed and arched her back to accommodate more of my thick and eager tool. Again it slipped out. At that moment the dining room door burst open, the light was switched on and a broad and common voice whispered sharply,

"I told you that wouldn't fit in there". It was Twin 2. She paused for a moment as my tender end snaked up and along the hairy roughness of her s****r's mound. My eyes were dazzled and I struggled to focus on her to ascertain her mood.

"Here, I told you what to do." She said in annoyance as she too peeled off her matching pyjama set.

"Lay back." She barked at her s****r. "I told you we'd have to do him like we did Jason Michaels."

I was confused. I thought we'd been busted. I lay there with one twin laying on her back stretched out on top of me, my cock nestled between her wet cunt lips, protruding up and on to her belly and her naked s****r, jabbering on like a machine gun, and climbing on top.

Twin 2 just wouldn't shut up – she went into some kind of verbal overdrive, barking out instructions and making comparisons.

"God his cock is big. Bigger that Paul Wilkinson's, isn't it?" She didn't wait for an answer, she didn't even pause for breath.

"God I wonder how it feels." She said as she squatted over her s****r's belly. She lowered herself down carefully so to allow the remaining length of my swollen cock to slip between her smooth labia. She wiggled to consolidate my cock, trapped like a sausage between two sets of soft and moist cunt lips.

She rocked gently back and forth and I could feel the hard bump of her clit just under my phallic head. I looked over Twin 1's shoulder, as she was also, at the sight of my cock sandwiched between their two sets of lips. My eyes rolled in their sockets as Twin 2 started to gently rock back further, her soft inner flesh massaging the exposed tip of my solid cock. Expertly she ground her hips down and along its length pausing only to increase pressure on her s****r's wet slit below. God it was hot.

I am not sure how long she kept this up but she chatted incessantly throughout,

"God that's good. God that's hard. God that's big." And, "See I told you this was the best way to get him off."

Twin 2 was quite competitive, "I bet I can make you cum before I do." She offered as a challenge to her s****r.

By this time I had almost tuned out . I was gently kneading Twin 1's tits and kissing the back of her neck. She in turn cooed as mine and her s****r's machinations pleasured her. By this time Twin 2's slit was glistening and slippery wet, she was thrusting herself fully forward until the tip of my knob brushed her puckered butt hole. On each sweep I sensed her push down, gaining pressure, trying to slip my cock inside her gushing cunt. Twin 1 gently eased her hips upwards and presto, my cock slipped into the hot and wet entrance. At least it seemed to shut her up for a few second, she drew breath through gritted teeth as the first few inches of my cock found its way inside her tight twat. She gripped at my shaft with the walls of her cunt before releasing it and sliding forward, allowing it to fall again between her silken lips.

They repeated this process, in perfect tandem, over and over again, and with great skill, both using their cunt lips in cooperation to wank me off. Each subtle movement slow and deliberate, each tilt of the hips slight, as they deftly massaged my meat with the soft inner walls of their cunt lips.

Twin 2 slipped my tip into her hot hole almost with each backward sweep of her loins. She gripped the end firmly in her wet walls and jabbed forward, slapping my cock gently against her s****r's open gash, and clit, below. Then she would release, allowing me to slip out and up her wet crack.

I could feel the soft bump of Twin 1's clit slide down the underside of my shaft as her s****r's soft inner lips pulled gently at my tender skin opposite. Up further she slid until I could feel her hard nub just under my phallic ridge. Back and forth they slowly swayed, building both in intensity and allowing Twin 2 greater penetration with each backward stroke. She was using her cunt to lubricate my shaft and I could feel her sweet juices run down and mix with her s****r's drenching the base of my meat below.

Twin 2 was now lost in her own world, she fell forward, gasping, eyes closed and in range for me to suggest something dirty of my own to her s****r.

"Suck her tit." I whispered into Twin 1's ear as I nibbled the back of her neck. My nostrils filled with the scent of her perfume, and a slight hint of horse, as her pleated blonde pony tail fell away and over my shoulder.

She was hot, sticky with sweat and dead weight as she drank in the sensations raging through her loins. She rose up, almost peeling her soft skin from my chest and duly obliged, drawing a gasp from her s****r who now had permanently mounted the top couple of inches of my rock hard cock. I was pinned and could do nothing to help as she struggled to thrust her hips upwards and forwards to drive my cock in further.

Her s****r's wetness flowed down my ball sack as Twin 2 continued to stab herself on and over my cock. Her forward thrusts gently slapped the remainder of my shaft against her s****r's exposed and erect clit. Each bump bought and increasing response from the twin sandwiched between us.

I am not sure who started first but when one went we all did. Twin 1 withdrew from her sucking with a hiss, Twin 2 closed her eyes and threw back her head trying to stifle a scream and I instinctively made a grab for any bouncing flesh that I could hold on to.

I think Twin 2's cunt walls flexing finally drove me over the edge. As soon as she sensed me spurting she lurched forward to allow me to spray both hers and her s****rs open snatches with my hot cum. And boy did I cum, in waves, I pumped my seed over the soft mat of Twin 1's bushy blonde pubes before her s****r sank and ground hers down. My cum spread and soaked them both, their downy hair sticking into tacky mats as more spurts sprayed the melee of pink and open flesh.

Twin 1 lay there, her chest heaving and panting as convulsions spread through her torso and down her legs. Twin 2 looked down in awe as she saw her s****r enjoying a major orgasm. As her quivering subsided her s****r grinned and stroked her forehead tenderly ,

"Wow Jo, that's the best one yet!"

We paused momentarily, something stirred outside, both twins shot up, collected their pjs and left via the dining room door. I lay there, sweaty and with my balls covered in a mixture of my and the twin's cum, satisfied beyond all belief but more than a little concerned about the possible f****y implications. I had heard the tales of the twins "double heading" my mates but thought they had been just that – tales, but now I knew better.

I lay back and relaxed into a deep and contented sl**p.

I awoke with a start, again to the sound of the dining room door latch. I felt a cool breeze and a dull thud as someone's clothing hit the floor. It was early and I was tired and so I made little effort to swing around to see who it was. I am not sure who I expected but I certainly didn't expect this one – it was Mundy standing to my right stark naked. She looked good, short and compact, pale but reasonably athletic in appearance. Her tits were on the larger size for her frame, pendulous with cherry red areolae and small bud like nipples.

She paused as if to allow me to feast my eyes on her naked frame as she studied mine. I lifted my hand to her and she guided it straight to the neatly trimmed V of her crotch. I stroked downwards and marvelled at the smoothly shaven sides and lips of her hot cunt, already wet and open.

My cock was less than enthusiastic, it lay limp and exhausted from the previous night's exertions. I am also sure it would have been heavy with the scent of the Twins but it didn't seem to matter to Mundy – she stooped down and gently lifted the soft member to her warm lips. She threw her leg over my head to allowed me the opportunity to do her a 69, an offer that I took full advantage of. I could feel the intensity of her hot breath over my balls as she drew and sucked at my slowly stiffening end.

I grabbed the solid globes of her butt cheeks and spread them slightly as I offered my tongue to her open and already damp snatch. I started at the delicate fold of her clitoral hood and probed the tip of my tongue under to search out the small and firm nub beneath. She jumped as my soft tongue hit home and rotated her hips to make my tongue run along the smooth and remarkably straight line of her slit. I paused and concluded that she must have been turned on before she came in, her cunt was too juicy and open for it to be just me.

My tongue was resting against her hot entrance. I curled the end and threw it into the fleshy void, swishing and swirling it around the wet opening before driving it in as deep as it would go. The darting thrust bought a hum of appreciation that sent vibrations down through the core of my cock, still deep in Mundy's mouth.

I repeated the process, a swirl, a suck and then a dart of my fully extended tongue. She gasped at each intrusion, her cunt walls gripped and pulled my soft member in further, almost ripping it from its anchor.


I pushed her away a little to allow myself to breathe. With each dart of my tongue she gasped louder and sucked my cock more intently. By now I was virtually tongue fucking her, nodding my head and with each thrust encouraging her further down my expanding shaft.

Finally she could bear no more, she released my cock from her mouth and trying to fight back a scream sank back down on my face. Her muscles sucked my tongue further into her soft inner flesh as her cunt walls rippled and pulsed to a fierce and intense orgasm. Her juices welled and spread themselves down my already wet mouth to my chin. I savoured her scent and taste as she bucked and twitched uncontrollably with each contraction above me.

My cock was at last responding, rather like a patient receiving life support. As soon as I was firm enough Mundy climbed off and swung around to face me. She squatted over my tool and held the semi-hard cock at her rosy red and wide open cunny. With a wince she slipped it home before rocking back to accept as much of its length as possible. It was my turn to wince, it almost folded in two before slipping out with a strange slurping sound.

"Never mind lover." She whispered.

Looking around she located the jar of Vaseline on the desk top. She stood, opened the jar and dipped her finger in. She turned and knelt on the green leather sofa, she looked over her right shoulder in such a sexy way that my cock jumped straight away.

"Come on, fuck this one then." She said as her right hand snaked up and between her taut butt cheeks. With her longest finger loaded with goo she spread her crack with her outer two and dabbed the gel on and in to the pink rose of her butt hole.

I jumped up and manoeuvred myself behind her as she swung herself round and grabbed at the arm of the sofa with both hands. My hands shook as I took my cock in them and offered the tip to her gooey hole. In fact it was rather too gooey, my cock veered off each time I tried to sink it into her tight arse. After two or three more attempts my cock started to lose its fervour.

"God Billy, do you need help to put it in there as well?" Came an all too familiar and curt voice from behind me. It was Wendy who was stood at the open dining room door.

"Here, grab these." She hissed as she placed my hands, one on each of Mundy's firm buttocks. "Now pull them apart." She barked.

I did as ordered without hesitation and without the thought of what was now starting to happen.

Wendy took a hold of my dick, snake like, squeezed hard and f***ed the tip into Mundy's stretched bud. Mundy did her bit by pushing her backside back hard against my invading tool. Suddenly her sphincter gave way and my cock slid in. She turned to look at me with her eyes wide and redden cheeks. Wendy released the remaining length of my shaft and climbed on the arm of the sofa, directly in front of Mundy's face.

"OK now, there you go. Have a go at that." She said spreading her legs wide open just inches from her mouth.

It had been a long time since I had seen my s****r's twat, especially not since puberty and definitely not spread wide and glistening wet, but I couldn't help but notice a certain f****y trait – her clit, it was huge. It looked like a baby's dick, all be it without the eye, but large enough to pinch between fingers and wank off, just in miniature. Wendy noticed me staring at the protruding knob and moved to pull her lips wide for me, and Mundy, to get a better view.

Wendy lay back against the wall with a sigh as Mundy's pursed lips engaged her miniature cock with a loud slurp. I could see her lap her tongue up and down my s****r's hairy slit and then concentrate on tongue lashing Wendy's distended clit. Wendy grabbed at Mundy's head when she hit home, forcing it to stay at the very spot with a satisfied gasp.

Wendy always domineered me, I suppose that is what b*****rs are for. After a second or two with her eyes closed they flicked open and she demanded,

"Go on Billy. Fuck her arse. That's why we are all here, aren't we?"

I had paused, half in awe of Mundy's mouthing and half of Wendy's massive clit. I pushed my hips forward, trying to let my cock find a way into Mundy's tight passage but all that happened was that it bowed in the centre, rather like an inch worm.

"Aw, those bitches. They've fucked the life out of you, haven't they." Wendy uttered in disappointment as the intensity of the slurping from her groin grew.

As I pushed the pressure from Mundy's rectum helped my cock stiffen within its narrow confines. But Mundy was on a mission of her own, she wanted to make Wendy cum and cum fast, her tongue was going at it like the clappers and she drew her cunt lips back, extending Wendy's swollen clit yet further. Wendy gave in to the sensations flowing through her and threw herself back against the cold wall in ecstasy. Noisily, sloppily and with a series of heavy pants Wendy came clamping her thighs around Mundy's glossy black hair, buried in her loins.

"Wank him off instead. I did say I wanted to see him cum." Wendy purred out a request to the ever keen Mundy who rolled on to her back to face me.

My cock flopped out, grabbing it and using as a leash she guided me off the small sofa and on the floor between her wide spread legs. Wendy shuffled round to the corner of the green leather arm, again hovering just above, but just out of range of, Mundy's soft and red lips.

With her right hand Mundy spread her cunt lips, allowing me and Wendy a full view of her own distinctively delicate and diminutive clit. She circled the exposed nub and then darted first one, then two fingers deep inside the pink and open wetness below. Her cunt squelched invitingly as more of her fingers were added to those probing her depths. Her right hand still had a hold of my semi limp dick, which she now started to squeeze and lightly knead.

She pulled my cock in time with each stab of the, now sopping fingers, in her snatch. She pulled me harder and longer each time so I rose up and followed the motion towards her awaiting and open mouth. As she pulled I climbed up as if to search for the warm reward of her soft tongue, still red from lashing my s****r's immense clit.

Wendy looked down, spell bound by the sight of my exposed end heading for Mundy's hot mouth. She spread her cunt lips wide with her left hand and pinched her protruding knob with the finger and thumb of her right, wanking it off slowly and gently, almost in time with Mundy doing mine.

I wasn't fully hard but I knew I was soon going to cum. Mundy did as well because she released her hand from her cunt and used it to squeeze at my tumbling balls. Wendy gasped as the first pulse of my engorged end threw out a stream of thick white cum over Mundy's ample chest. She directed the second, hose like, towards her mouth, missing as the stream spurted into the cleft below her throat. The third pulse almost hit home, depositing a line across her cheek and only when she opened her mouth wide did the final gush spray my cum directly into her eager mouth.

I sank back, wasted from the additional exertion.

Wendy looked on in awe and had slipped a couple of fingers into her sopping twat but Mundy was the first to react. She scooped the pool of warm cum from her neck and, after offering it to brief visual examination, transferred it into her pink and open slit. She made sure to massage the thick and salty goo in to her clitoral hood before plunging her cum soaked fingers into her open and willing gash.

She withdrew her fingers after a few squelchy thrusts in order to offer them to her mouth and with a coo of delight sucked them dry. Wendy stabbed violently at her own hole, making her tits jiggle and her torso raise up with each thrust as she looked on, trance like, at the scene below.

Next came the deposit from her cheek. She scooped this to the tip of her finger and slid it sexily down her body. Lower and lower it went, past her belly button, down and over her pubic mound, past her pink and wet clit, standing proud, and down even past her cherry red and wet hole. Her slender, cum loaded finger came to rest just opposite her puckered, and now blinking, brown bud. With one short and fierce jab she inserted her finger, full up to the knuckle and waggled it deftly. Withdrawing it slowly to make sure I got the key view of its exit, devoid of my cum.

She again drew it to her mouth, slapping her lips with glee as her finger in turn withdrew from there, cleaned of all deposits.

The final deposit of my cum rested on her heaving tits. She carefully corralled the remaining river and gently massaged it into her pink and erect nipple, leaving enough only to clean off with her mouth.

As she offered it up Wendy grabbed her wrist and guided the finger to her own mouth. With a murmur of delight she cleaned the last of my cum from Mundy's slender finger. Mundy frigged her hole again and offered this to the keen and feasting Wendy who received the mixture of her and my cum with enthusiastic glee.

By this time my cock had regained full hardness and was prodding at Mundy's entrance by its own accord. Mundy swung her legs up and on to my shoulders to allow me greater and easier access. Wendy grabbed her right leg and pulled it vertical to allow me the full site of both her open arse and pink cunny, inviting me to fuck them. Her left lay with her calf resting on my shoulder.

Mundy lent forward, took my tool and slid it between her wet cunt lips. I pushed and with a sigh she accepted me in. I didn't want to thrust too hard as I already knew that her limit had been reached. I withdrew hoping that she knew what to do. She rocked her hips upwards to allow me to guide my stiffened member into her tight and cherry red butt.

"Oh my God." Wendy whispered as I thrust forward and sank my entire length into Mundy's incredibly tight arse. Mundy flicked her clit with her left hand and offered her right to Wendy who moved it directly to her crotch. She titled her hips forward to allow Mundy to push her fingers straight up. I looked up to see Mundy's fingers buried, not in Wendy's open and now dripping cunt, but beyond, disappearing into the hairy limits of her virgin back passage. She thrust each time I titled my hips to sink my tool into her rectal depths. Wendy wore an intense look of concentration as she spread her cunt lips wide and re-made to wank her own clit between finger and thumb. Her eyes were fixed, laser like, on my shaft slowly pumping in and out of Mundy's stretched ring.

Mundy, with great dexterity, was fingering her own cunt whilst driving two fingers into Wendy's hot arse, in time with my rhythmic thrusts in to her tight back passage. She seemed more interested in the sight of the small bulbous purple dome of Wendy's clit jutting proudly from its silky covers and the feel her tight and hairy ring accommodating two slender digits, as she stared, almost without blinking, at the wet and matted fuzz that guarded Wendy's sloppy hole.

I, in turn, feasted my eyes at the scene. Both Wendy and Mundy had legs spread eagled, Wendy balanced herself on the arms and back of the sofa and f***ed her hips and midriff forward. Mundy was wedged, face up, in the corner just below, her face just inches from Wendy's hot and dripping twat. Both were bathed in sweat and panting to f***e air into their trembling bodies. I glanced in turn at Wendy wanking herself insane, in tandem with Mundy's fingers deep inside her arse and Mundy, her cunt spread wide, her reddened nub being flicked and teased in turn with her creamy cunt being finger filled, not to mention the sight of my thick dick, glossy with cum, sliding effortlessly in and out of her tight arse below.

Gently I rocked back and forward, knowing that the new sensation of being fully encased was almost too much for my cock to bear. Mundy matched my thrusts in Wendy's arse and I could hear slopping emanating from both as they madly frigged themselves at the sight and sensation.

The thing I remember most is the smell; cunts, arses, the sweet smell of sweat and Mundy's pungent perfume, as well as the sweaty, red cheeked look on my s****r's face as she came again and again.

Finally I could hold on no more and with one almighty shove pumped as much of my cum as I could into Mundy's tightly clenching rectum. I collapsed forward and rested against her heaving chest as she wrapped her legs around my torso.

We all paused in delightful fulfilment but before I had a chance to regain my senses something in the house stirred and both shot off without an adequate chance to discuss, and make sense out of, what had just happened. I lived with the guilt for months until my s****r finally confessed.

It turned out that Aunt Tina and Uncle Dave had discovered, and were apparently big, in the swinging scene, hence the pool and the negative attitude from the locals. Wild parties were not unusual for that house, that is why the twins had both been shipped off to boarding school.

The girls had discovered some of their video tapes whilst watching films, these were the home made kind and starred Tina and Dave amongst others. The one left in the camera starred me, the "security" light was actually the light on the camera and as Wendy found out that Mum had actually been doing the filming with me be sucked and shagged by both aunts. This had stirred the girls right up and the Twins thought that they could do better and had attempted to do some filming of their own but couldn't use the camera.

Watching the twins fuck me from outside the window had turned Wendy on so much that she had been frigging herself off in the room she and Mundy were sharing. This got Mundy, who hadn't been watching, all fired up. Apparently they had both been frigging themselves off all night, Mundy had been fascinated by the size of Wendy's clit and obsessed with sucking at it.

Wendy, on the other hand, confessed to wanting to see me, or rather my large cock, in action and Mundy volunteered herself only on the condition that she could lick Wendy out. Wendy thought it was a good idea, and a turn on, for Mundy to do it, her and me, at the same time.

Wendy also knew that mum had wanted to see me cum – hence both of them keeping busting in whilst I was wanking off but nothing more was said from that day on.

The events of next day are an entirely different story.

f****y gatherings were never the same as that, barriers and embarrassments grew. Only Mundy has kept tabs after all these years but has never offered to repeat the events of that weekend.


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2 years ago
Amazing escapades - thanks for sharing