Sexy House
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This is a true story.It was one Saturday morning, Dad was out playing Cards, Mom had gone for brunch with some friends, so it was just my sister and me in the house. It was about 10:30, and I had just gotten out of the shower and was headed to my room to get dressed. As I walked down the hall, Swati opened her door, and I was caught going down the hall nude. I was not bothered by this, as we had always been a kind of open household, so I smiled and said good morning. As I walked past, though, my ass got a good pinch. "Hey, hands off the merchandise!" I said, turning toward her. She shrieked and ran down the hall, and I gave chase. I noticed that her t-shirt was pulling up enough to show that she had not worn panties to bed. My sister was 19 at the time, and was she a looker. Bouncy red hair cropped kind of short, long shapely legs (from running track and playing tennis), a great set of buns and breasts which were round and perky. 
As a horny high school kid, I had fantasized about my sister more than once, still it was nothing more than a fantasy, and this was about getting her for pinching my butt. I was 18, looking forward to my freshman year at college. I had been recruited for the swim team, and I was lean and muscular (no Mr. Universe, but not bad, if I do say so myself). I chased her into the den, and caught her by the hem of the shirt. I spun her around, and started tickling, the whole scene still with an air of innocense (even though I was completely naked). She started tickling back, and reached around with her foot and tripped me, pinning me to the couch. She jumped on top of me, stradling my stomach, her t-shirt now pulling up well over her navel, giving me a view of her red-haired snatch. Suddenly, my young prick jumped and began filling and swelling. I guess she noticed me staring at her, and kind of smacked my chest, "Hey, what are you staring at?" About then, my stiffening prick twitched again, and bumped her from behind. "Oh, my little brother is horny!" She reached behind her and slid her hands up and down my smooth member (about 7 inches, or so, and thick). This all seemed so wild. I mean, a second ago we were kids in a tickling match, and now she's kind
of rubbing my smooth hard-on. 
Swati sat up on her knees, giving me a good look at her snatch, and pushed my dick down on my stomach, and settled down, putting her snatch over my now fully erect prick and pinning it down, the head pressed into my belly button. She quickly slipped her t-shirt over her head, exposing her breasts, the nipples standing tall with attention. With the sudden realization of what my sister was doing, my prick grew even more. I reached up and grabbed her breasts and squeezed hard, like I had seen in one of the X-rated flicks I had seen. "Hey, not so rough! I'm your sister, but I'm also a woman! Tease me to please me!" Although I was not a virgin (I had clumsily "slept" with a girl on a campout once), I was hardly a great lover, so I figured I could learn a little from my older sister. I changed my touch to a very light one, carressing her breasts, running my fingers over them and out to the tip of her nipples, never touching too much, only lightly. Swati closed her eyes and took in a deep breath. I gently pulled her toward me and let my mouth kiss hers in a way that I had never thought about kissing my sister. Our tongues traced one another mouths and danced together around our lips. She crushed her body against mine, grinding her pussy over my cock (with me still outside her). I now ran my hands around her and grabbed her buns. Her legs parted slightly as she settled down over me, and I could feel the base of my prick and my balls and her slippery wet pussy. I ran my finger around her bum hole and she squirmed on top of me. The whole time, the head of my prick was sandwiched between our stomachs, and being a young excitable type, I was ready to open the flood gates. When my hips started jumping, Swati knew what was about to happen and she quickly broke our kiss and popped her mouth down over my dick. I started shooting the second her tongue hit my head and I squirted into her mouth and onto her face more semen than I had ever shot in any jerking contests. Swati looked at me and smiled, as the last of my come oozed from my prick. She licked it off with a grin, and moved up to kiss me again. I had never even thought I wanted to taste male come, but here it was, and I did not want to stop a thing.
She kissed me wetly, letting her musky tongue push inside me, and I sucked my own juice off her lips and mouth, and I licked it from her chin. She started grinding her hips into my half-limp cock, letting me know that she wanted more than to suck me off. Gently, I sat her up, and broke our embrace. I said that this was probably not the place to continue, so I took her by the hand, and led her back upstairs and into her room. The covers of the bed were peeled back already, and I led her to the bed, and lay her down. She looked gorgeous lying there in front of me. Her pink pussy lips were protruding through her light red pubic hair, looking very tasty and inviting. I dropped to my knees and began kissing and licking her thighs, moving slowly up toward her snatch. The scent of her hit my nostrils and the urge to dive into her overwhelmed me. I licked from the bottom of her slit up to her clit, soaking my face. Her pussy was so wet that she could not hold in the flood, which oozed from her and down across her sweet buns. She drew up her legs, and opened wide in front of me. I dipped my tongue lower and rimmed her puckered bum, which was slick with her juices. She squirmmed when I did, "Oh, Raju, ummh, that's so good!" I moved my hands in and played with her splayed pussy with my fingers, while my tongue bathed her ass and asshole. When I sensed she was about to come, moved up again, and sucked her clit into my mouth. I ran my tongue over it again and again and she gasped for breath, arched her back and moaned so load I thought the neigbors might hear. She came with a vengence, her whole body twitching, my tongue continuing its assault. Moving my hands underneath, I slipped both thumbs into her hot soaking snatch. She jumped so hard, it nearly broke my wrists, but then she began trembling again, and I pushed my thumbs in and out and sucked and licked her clit until she came a second time. When I looked up at her, I grinned. 
"Wow, Swati, I never noticed just how sexy you are!" "Raju, you must drive girls wild with that!" she said to me, still kind of dreamy. I climbed onto the bed next to her and kissed her, now wet with her juices, and she licked my face clean. We kissed and carressed gently for a few minutes, when she started rubbing my cock again. "Ready for more, I see," commenting on my stiff pole. "I don't think we should really screw without a condom, but I think I can relieve the pressure anyway." Swati sat up and spread her legs wide, rubbing her fingers in her snatch, getting them good and soaked, and then began to rub my cock with them. I jumped when her slick hands grabbed me and she started pumping with both hands. I was lying on my back, and she was giving me a glorious handjob, with now one hand on my prick and the other on my balls, and then both hands squeezing and jerking on my stiff member. Then she shifted positions, between my legs, pushing them wide apart. She dipped her finger far into her damp pussy and then she pushed it into my tight asshole. The sensation of her finger pushing in, while her hand pumped me made me jump, and then she pushed down against my prostate (through my bum) and immediately I shot my wad, straight up into the air. 
The come landed on my chest and on the sheets, and Swati tried to aim it so that some went on her tits. "Oh, Swati!" I cried as this all happened, and she leaned in and licked the come off of me, while rubbing it into her tits. "I just love to watch a guy come. It's so exciting to see it come firing out the end of your cock like that! All a girl can do is squirm and wiggle, while guys get to send off fireworks." She crawled back on top of me, nuzzling her face in my shoulder, and settling in. She had settled in beside me with her leg curled across my body, and I draped my arm around her, and idly stroked her pretty ass. "So, did you plan this whole thing?" I asked. "I have been just waiting for the right moment. Every time I watched you in your Speedos I figured there was some fun in those shorts. So this morning was my chance, and you played right into it by coming out of the shower naked. I figured I would have to follow you into your room, but you had the show in the hall." "So, do you always sleep without any undies?" "No, usually I wear them, but this morning I could not keep them on...I was too busy fingering myslef thinking about having you." The though of my sister masturbating while fantasizing about me caused another stir in my cock. "Sometime, will you show me how you finger yourself? I bet that'd make me come just to watch. Hell, if you just tell me about it, it'd make me come." "OK, I'll show you, but only if you return the favor for me. I want to watch you jerk off that big tool of yours. I promise to lick up any mess you make!" My dick was definitely stirring again. 
Swati stood up, and walked over to her dresser. She got out a  lacy nightie that she had (not really lingerie, but a nylon short nightie with some lace around the neckline) and put it on. She got out the slightest pair of panties that she owned, and put them on, too. Now I was sitting there on the foot of the bed with not a stich on, and a growing erection, while she looked like she was settling in for a night of TV on the couch. That would not last too long. I leaned back on one elbow, and watched. "First, I like to be wearing something. Even a striptease for myself seems like its good, besides I always envisioned stripping for you! But, not too fast." She began by stroking her own breasts through the slick material, making her nipples stand out. The obvious bumps in the fabric brought the thought to my mind of licking and sucking them. She was sitting cross legged on the bed, and I could see her light read hair peeking out from behind the panties. They were a medium blue color, and I could see a darker spot forming in the center of them. She continued to gently massage her own tits, running the palms of her hands gently over the very tips. The sight of all this definitely had my prick in a big boner. While I was staring at her show, I began to rub my stiff dick, too. She got up on her knees, and began to swivle her hips in time with her hands, and the pressure on her titties increased. I was mesmerized by her motion. Finally, her hands stopped massaging, and slid down to the hem of the material, and she slowly began to lift it. When she got the bottom of the hem to the bottom of her breasts, she stopped and played peek-a-boo with me, just showing me the start of the fleshy globes. I realized that I was staring at her, and my mouth was dry. She winked at me, and then finally lifted the nightie over her head, exposing her breasts to me. Again, she carressed them, gently, with her whole hand, open, and rubbing lightly on her nipples with her palms. Her hips were still swaying, and the dark spot on her skimpy undies was getting larger. Slowly, she slid one hand down, across her flat belly, and across her panties. Again, she pressed with her open palm, this time over her entire vulva, firm pressure, moving in slight circles. She ground her hips in a circuilar pattern, matching the rhythm of her hand. Her panties were so wet, that mositure oozed out between her fingers as she kept up the pressure. Her eyes were closed, and her head swayed back and forth, and an almost purring sound emmenated from her throat. After a couple more minutes of this, she slowly stood up, and began to teasingly slide the panties down, just showing the top of her black pubic hair. As she revealed herself, I could see that her hair was matted down and wet from the rubbing. She finally pushed the panties over her hips, and they slid to the floor, revealing herself completely. My prick jumped again at the sight of my naked sister, standing in front of me. She casually tossed her panties with her foot toward me, and I eagerly grabbed them, and wallowed in the damp, musky scent. I took the damp center, and began to rub myslef with them, and she took in a quick breath, watching the head of my prick appear and disappear in the fabric. I watched wide eyed as Swati lay back on the bed, legs spread wide, and inserted a single finger deep into her pussy, positioning her thumb on her clit, and curling her finger upward and stroking her own G-spot. She started writhing on the bed, sliding her thumb back and forth over her clit, and pushing as hard as she could into her soaking wet cunt with her finger. Every push brought more throaty sounds from her, and a faster tempo from me on my cock. Her sounds and pushes got quicker and quicker, and I knew she was going to come. I stopped my stroking (I'm not sure *how* I managed to stop) and watched her reach her orgasm. She was twitching from head to toe, and her hand finally went limp. 
When she opened her eyes, I had moved over closer, and finished my show for her. First, I got my fingers good and slippery with her juices, and then began to stroke myself again. I had been so close to coming watching her, that it only took a couple of seconds to regain the sensation, and I lay back and fired five or six good squirts from my prick, most of which landed on my chest. True to her word, Swati scrambled over and began licking up the mess I had made. When she had lapped up the last, she lay across me and gave me a deep long kiss. A voice shattered the moment. "Oh my, what would your father say?" "MOM?" Swati and I gasped in unison. Oh!!!!!!! man. We were caught. There stood my mother in the doorway, and here we were, brother and sister, naked as jaybirds and lying in each others arms. How much had she seen? How long had she been standing there? I assumed that she had just walked up and seen the last, because I was sure she would have gasped in horror at the sight of her children enjoying each others sexuality. Swati had hopped up and gotten a robe to cover up, but being in her room, I had nowhere to hide, so I just sat there with my mother staring at me. Swati had sat back down on the bed looking rather sheepish, and we glanced at one another, wondering what Mom would do next. She had an odd look on her face as she looked at us. Not the look of a shocked and angry mother, but stern, none the less. "My, but you two have been naughty, and I am going to have to come up with a fitting punishment for you. But your Aunt Anita is coming for lunch, so we'll have to do it later. Now you two hurry up and get cleaned up before she gets here." With that she left to get some lunch together. Swati and I were stunned to say the least, and I got up to go get a shower. "I guess we're in for it, big time, huh?" I asked. "Yeah I guess," Swati replied, her voice trailing off. I looked at her and she was still staring at my butt. "You do have a sexy butt, though." With that, she reached out and teaked my left cheek. "Will you cut that out!" I said, "That's what started the whole problem in the first place!" "You didn't think it was too much trouble to have me licking all that come off of you, did you?", she asked, teasingly. With her last comment ringing in my ears, I left to get another shower. As I showered off, I thought about what had happened. Making love to my sister had not been on my list of things to do today, but it sure was great! Getting caught in the act by my mother, was clearly not a good thing, however. What kind of punishment was I in for? I tried not to focus on that, but quickly finished my shower  and got dressed. I did not head downstairs until I heard Aunt Anita arrive. She was my mother's younger sister, still in her thirties, and definitely a looker. She was not married, which I always thought was odd, since she looked so good. I heard her talking with Mom in the kitchen, but could not hear the conversation, but they both started laughing about something, so I figured the Mom's mood had settled down a bit from earlier. I headed downstairs, and into the kitchen to help get lunch ready. 
Mom was wearing a bathing suit and a little beach jacket, and Aunt Anita was wearing just a skimpy bikini. She liked to come over on Saturday's to have lunch and lounge by the pool, and she was always wearing the skimpiest bikini's she could find, which showed off her body well. She worked out nearly everyday to keep her figure, and it paid. She had great legs, a flat stomach, big breasts and a nice round rear end. Watching her in the kitchen was starting to get me erect, again, so I quickly brought a tray of sandwiches out to the poolside table. When Mom and Aunt Anita came out too, they were both looking my way and giggling. I watched as they walked, thinking how good Aunt Anita looked in her string bikini. The fabric on the bra was only a bit larger than her nipples (which were sitcking out from the air conditioning in the house), and the bottoms left little hidden. I sat there thinking that it was a good thing I had worn by baggy swim trunks to hide my current state! Swati eventually joined us as we ate by the pool. She came down ready to swim too, wearing a one-piece suit that was cut low up top, and cut high down low. She, too, was looking awfully good, and I tried to think of anything but what we had been up to earlier that morning. Mom and Aunt Anita were chatting about something, but I was not listening, just feeling uneasy about what had happened. Actually, it was not about *what* Swati and I were doing, just that we got caught. Suddenly, I hear my mother saying, "You'll never guess what I caught these two doing, this morning!" WHAT WAS SHE DOING!? "No, what?" Aunt Anita asked. "Mom!" I said quickly, "what are you doing?" "Now Raju, be quiet! You two didn't seem to have a problem with it when you didn't know I was there! I tell you Anita, they were going at each other like a couple of rabbits!" I could not believe what she just said. Swati had a look of shock in her eyes, and her face went beet red. So did mine. "Well, well," Anita said, "what do you suppose a couple of naughty kids should get for such a display?" Swati and I stared at each other, too stunned to speak, so Anita continued. "I think a good bare bottomed spanking would do them good, what do you think, Lou?" (my mother's name is Louise, but everyone calls her Lou). "Why, I think that might be a good start...will you two please stand up, and come over here?" We stared now at Mom, and then at each other, neither one of us moving a muscle.
"Come now, kids, this is just like when you were little. You've been caught being naughty, and now you must take your punishment." Swati moved first, so I got up, too. We walked slowly over and stood in front of our "elders" totally unsure of what would happen next. "Swati, please remove you brother's shorts...and underwear, if he's wearing any." Swati looked at Mom, kind of confused, and not moving. "Swati, dear, did you hear me? I said 'please remove your brother's horts and underwear!'" Well, I had on a pair of swim trunks, and no underwear, and the thought of what was happening was actually starting to get me excited again, so the baggy shorts were beginning to tent in the center. Swati, with trembling hands, slipped her fingers in the waistband, and suddenly yanked them down to my ankles. My semi-erect cock stood out (but not up), and Mom and Anita definitely stared at it. "Very nice, now Raju," Mom said, "please come over here and lie across my lap!" I walked over to her, and got down on my knees, and lay across her lap, exposing my bare backside to Anita and Swati. Mom rested her hand on my muscular rear end for just a moment, and then I felt her body move slightly, and a hard slap on my butt. It stung a little, but it smacked very loudly. Swati jumped and gasped when she did, but the thing I felt most was a surge of blood into my cock. She firmly slapped my other cheek, and I felt my erection growing, and bumping into Mom's bare legs. I felt the intensity with which Swati and Aunt Anita were watching my ass as it got smacked. After about ten smacks, Mom let her hand rest on my bottom momentarily. Then she started rubbing. "Anita, do you think you want a turn?" "Well," she replied, "he's looking rather red, and Swati here has jumped with every smack, but can't take her eyes off of his rear end, with his balls dangling down...I think maybe its her turn! Raju, dear, will you please come over here and get your sister ready?" I stood up, my erection firmly "up" now, and swinging with each step. Swati was wearing a one-piece suit, so I knew that the only way to expose her cute ass was to remove the whole suit. I stepped behind her, and gently lifted the straps from her shoulders, slowly peeling the material downward, giving everyone a good view of her young breasts. From behind, I got the first good view of her ass, as the material moved to reveal the slice between her buns. When I had the suit on the floor, Aunt Anita sat down. "Swati, dear, please come over here, and let Aunt Anita have a look!" Swati moved slowly over, and got on her knees, and leaned over Aunt Anita's legs. In this position, her bottom cheeks separated, and gave me (and Mom, too) a good view of her  pubic hair. Woah! She did have a great ass! Anita gently rubbed over my sisters bare cheecks with her hand, and then smacked, pretty hard. When she hit, whe  let her hand linger for a moment on her skin, setting the spank, and leaving a red hand print on her bone white cheeks. If I had a hard-on before, it was nothing compared to now. I wanted to watch Aunt Anita  do this about twice more, and then I wanted to plunge my stiff member into my sister, from behind. But, I knew that Mom and Anita were in charge, so I stood and watched. Anita spanked Swati a few more good times, each time rubbing her rear at the end of a smack. After the fourth spank, I noticed that her rubbing was dipping lower, and lingering longer. I also noticed hat Swati's ass was wiggling with it, and really getting into the attention. I watched transfixed as Aunt Anita's finger finally dipped into my sister's now wet (again) snatch. Aunt Anita's nipples were sticking out in the skimpy bikini bra, and my sister's bare ass and cunt were now getting some serious rubbing from my aunt's fingers. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw movement, and noticed my mother moving and spreading towels on the grass beside the pool. Her next move was over toward Anita and Swati. She reached over and untied Anita's top, and slid it off, squeezing and rubbing her breasts as she went. This was too much! My mother, my aunt, and my sister were now getting into a Lesbian trio! Anita motioned for Swati to sit up, and when she did, she immediately kissed her on the mouth, and I watched transfixed as Swati's hand began to knead Anita's breasts, and Anita's hand carressed my sister's smaller ones. When they broke their kiss, and Anita stood up, Mom reached down and slid Anita's suit bottom down over her hips, revealing the taut buns of a woman much younger than Anita actually was. Anita then turned to my mother, and kissed her hard on the mouth, as my mother's hand's squeezed her own sister's fleshy buns. As they kissed, Anita started pushing the straps of my mother's suit down over her shoulders, and they parted just enough for her to pull it down to her waist, giving me my first ever sexual view of my mother's breasts. Trying to forget whose they were, I looked from the perspective of a young man with a raging hard-on, and noticed how nicely they were formed. Gravity had had its effect, but still they were well formed and she had dark nipples. In my aunt's fingers, they quickly stiffened as these two kissed one another with a familiarity that told me that this was not an unusual happening! Watching all of this, I had started to rub my own cock for some relief of the tension. 
Swati walked over to me, now, and stroked my stiff member, too, and led me over to the towels, but Mom stopped her. "No, dear, not yet! Ladies first, you know! And, Raju, you must learn to be patient!" As I looked up, I saw her stepping now out of her suit completely, a patch of red hair at her crotch, too, just like her daughter's (Mom's was darker, though). I stared as the three women hugged as a group, and groped as a group each other's asses. They motioned for Swati to lie down, and soon Mom and Anita each had one of Swati's nipples in their mouths, and one ass cheeck in hand. Swati was obviously enjoying the attention, and I instinctively reached down and rubbed my cock. Anita looked up from her "work" and winked at me, saying, "No, no, no, Micheal, you must wait your turn!" She left her position and stood up, walking over to me. She took my cock in her hand (that by itself almost  made me come!), and slid the tip over her swollen, wet pussy lips, coating my head in her nectar. Then she leaned over and licked my cock clean of her juice. "This is just an appetizer!" With that she walked back over to Swati and knealt behind her head. She leaned in and kissed her again, all the while, Mom was still working on her nipples. Anita sat up from the kiss, and said, "Swati dear, I need to feel your tongue teasing my cunt!" At this she sat up on her knees and crawled over Swati's face, and settled her snatch and ass over Swati's face. I couldn't see very well, but when Anita jumped, I knew that Swati had obliged. Now Mom had begun kissing lower and lower on Swati's belly, and was nuzzling the soft red patch of pubic hair with her nose, and lips. 
Then she did something I had never even heard of before. She buried her face in Swati's muff, but standing, bent over. When she bent over that way, it let Anita dive into Mom from the rear, and we had a Lesbian triangle going. Anita went first. Her orgasm started at ther toes. I could see her foot twitching first, then her hands and shoulders, finally her whole trunk jumped and she pushed her crotch into her niece's face. As she started to moan (more like a yell, really) she buried her own face into Mom, who had to be getting uncomfortable, with her butt up in the air, and her head between Swati's legs. As Anita came down from her intense high, she pulled the vertical triangle over on its side, and began to earnestly lick and suck on my mother's cunt. In turn, this gave Mom more freedom to be creative in her approach to Swati. It was soon apparent that they were both coming at about the same time. Swati came first, though, her legs stiffened and her back arched as she pushed her cunt into Mom's face. Soon after, it was Mom's turn, and she bucked into Anita's face and yelled "Oh, God, sis, that is it! You are so good!" By now, I was ready to explode! I wanted so badly to be a  part of the action, any part would do. It was all I could do not to just jerk myself off at the sight in front of me. I kept rubbing and stroking myself, but kept getting "caught" by Mom or Aunt Anita, and told that I must wait. Aunt Anita was the first to make a move toward me. As she grinned at me, I could see that her face was smeared with my mother's juices, and I could tell she intended to push her face into mine. As she did, I got the whiff of pussy juices right in the face, and my poor cock, which had already felt so full, took another jump. I kissed my aunt, and licked my mother's juices off her cheeks, and chin, and neck. When she was all cleaned up, she stood back and smiled coyly, saying, "OK Raju, you wanted to jerk-off so badly..." she turned and lay down on the towels, face down, "come jerk-off on Aunt Anita's ass!" She lay there with her gorgeous ass in the air, and it looked so good, that I did start stroking my cock. Aunt Anita looked back and encouraged my performance. "Yeah, Raju, spill your stuff on Aunt Anita's ass! 
Come on, young stud! Jerk off for us, show us your stuff!" When I realized I had an audience, I slowed down to put on a show. I slowly jerked, getting faster, and faking that I was close, only to slow down again, and prolong the show. I noticed now that Mom and Swati were watching, too. I started to turn my show their way, but Anita stopped me. "Oh, no, young man," she said, sternly, "you keep that meat pointed my way! I want you to shoot your hot come on my ass!" I turned back to my Aunt's gorgeous buns, and slowly stroked from the base to the tip, and back again. I closed my eyes, and leaned my head back, when I felt another hand on my prick. I opened my eyes to see my mother, lovingly stroking my cock. Her stroke was gentle, but firm and fast. I believe you were teasing my sister! She said she wanted to feel you come on her ass!" She was now jerking my cock, and I was going over the edge. My cock gushed like a geyser, and my mother aimed me right at Anita's sweet buns, with great drips of semen starting to drip over her buns. When the last  of my orgasm started to ooze out of my cock, instead of shooting out, my mother leaned down, and took my cock in her mouth, cleaning me off, and sucking to get any leftovers. "Mmm, no wonder Swati liked cleaning you up!" she said. Then Anita said, "OK, Mr. jerk off, now *you* come over here and clean up my bottom! Ok, you just lick that come off my ass...and don't leave a drop!" I fell to my knees and buried my face in her buns. Yes, I was a jerk-off, and now I was an ass-licker, but I did not care. Aunt Anita had such a gorgeous set of buns, I just had to have them. I kissed and licked and cleaned my own semen from her bottom. I eagerly followed the drips that had slid over the curves, and found their way onto the rim of her bum hole. I slid my tongue around the rim of her asshole. Aunt Anita moaned, and I slipped my fingers up to her sopping snatch, and quickly found her clit. She moaned again, and pushed her hips back into my face, and I eased the tip of my tongue into her tight anal hole. As I was on my knees with my head buried in Anita's behind, it left my own ass up in the air, and I became aware that I, too, was getting a good rimming. This began to stiffen my cock again, and I realized that I was also getting a licking on the head of my stiffening member. I knew that meant that my own mother was now either giving me a rim job, or a blow job, but I did not care which! I was in heaven here, with 3 beautiful women and getting and giving as much attention as I could handle! Anita was really getting into the attention she was getting. She kept pushing her buns into my face and yelling "Oh, lick my ass, Raju, tease my cunt! Make me come good, Raju!" She was getting short of breath, and kept encouraging me, though now I was getting distracted  by the attention I was getting. Whoever was licking my ass and balls was doing a fabulous job, and whoever was licking my prick was licking all the way from my balls to the head, and then slowly, deliberately taking the entire length of my cock into her mouth. I started to move my hips, and fuck the mouth, and the one behind would grab my hips and try to keep me still. Aunt Anita was starting to come with my fingers rubbing her clit, and I could feel myself starting to get close to that edge, too. "Oh, God, Raju! Make me come! I'm gonna come, Raju! Don't stop! Uuuuunnnnnnngggggg! Oh, that's *wonderful*!" Her hips were jumping so badly that I could not keep my tongueing going, so I kept at her clit with my fingers, and wathced her pussy muscles squeezing as she reached her orgasm. I thought that Swati was wet when she came, but it was nothing like Aunt Anita. She started a small waterfall, and I leaned in farther to get it all lapped up. As I did, a wet finger pushed its way deep into my ass, and I could feel the mouth pull my cock in deeply once again, and I could feel the shudder of my own orgams hitting me. My hips bucked and I arched my back and filled the mouth with my come. The tongue kept licking, and the mouth sucked hard to slurp out all that I had. We collapsed in a pile, exhausted and happy. I finally looked down to see my cock slipping out of Swati's mouth, and saw my mother slipping her fingers out of my bum hole. Mom immediately kissed Swati on the mouth, and I could see that her tongue was probing deep into Swati's mouth, sharing the come. The two of them joined Aunt Anita and me on the blanket, and we all rested up for round two! 
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