“Oh, yes, I think it’s wonderful to see the young people enjoying themselves,” Kristen Adams lied to her brother Manfred as she looked around the party room.
There had been no way out of her niece’s birthday party. Her niece Irene had even gotten onto the phone personally and begged her to come.
“Oh, Auntie Kristen,” she had gushed, “the party wouldn’t be right without you!”
The party was even worse than she’d expected. These young people were behaving disgustingly, rubbing up against each other while they danced, blatantly kissing and fondling each other. Irene was dressed in an outfit that revealed every curve of her wonderful young figure and that slit in her skirt went almost as far as her stocking tops.
At least Irene was wearing stockings for a formal occasion and not those horrible tights, Kristen thought, crossing her own long legs again. But, still, the behavior was outrageous, young people today just had no manners.
Not that Kristen was much older than them, she was only in her late twenties. And she had a wonderful figure, it was just that she didn’t flaunt hers and let men get wrong ideas about her. With her irritation rising, she crossed her legs once more.
Her brother Manfred had married a slut who had run off when Irene was six. And Manfred had gone on, having other women at home. Kristen knew he hadn’t been at all discreet in his affairs, which was probably why Irene was like she was, clutching her boyfriend Jacinto while she slid her body against his. Kristen shivered at the thought of allowing herself to rub up against a man.
“Another drink?” Manfred asked. “No, thanks,” Kristen replied.
“Okay, mind if I get one?” he asked.
“Sure.” Kristen smiled, watching Irene dance with Jacinto.
Irene had the same honey-blonde hair, though it was considerably lighter than Kristen’s. Her deep brown eyes seemed to suggest sex as she danced with Jacinto. Irene’s lovely tits almost pushed out of the top of her party dress and she didn’t pull away at all when Jacinto’s hands slid over them.
Kristen stiffened and turned her eyes away. It was Manfred’s business, of course, but that girl was in considerable moral danger.
Manfred and his friend William were chatting with Nichole, Irene’s closest friend, a real slut if Kristen had ever seen one. A dark brunette, pouting face, sulky lips and a come-on look to her slim figure. She was even coming on to Manfred and William, flirting, pushing her tits out at them.
William was a tall, good-looking man, in his thirties, like Manfred. He’d showed an immediate interest in Kristen, but then many men did and she had no trouble putting him in his place.
Kristen was glad when people began to drift away. She even allowed herself a drink of wine. But that meant she had to go to the bathroom, something she was very nervous about because all the people were going in and out.
Mercifully the bathroom was empty. She checked the lavatory seat carefully before she sat down. She gazed at herself in the mirror as she checked her makeup.
When she came out of the bathroom, things seemed even quieter downstairs and somebody had switched the light off by the bedrooms. She tiptoed along toward the top of the stairs, regretting that she didn’t really know where the light switches were. Then she heard voices, a cooing and moaning coming from Manfred’s bedroom.
She didn’t really believe that Manfred would be having sex with one of his women at his daughter’s party, but if he was, then she would let him know exactly what she felt about him. She tiptoed to the partly closed door.
“Ohhhh, Jacinto!” Irene giggled. “It’s so big! Isn’t it, Nichole?”
The two girls giggled.
“Do you think he’s been a good boy?”
Nichole asked. “I mean good enough for the full treat?”
“Yeah, I think so, if he promised to give us nice things later,” Irene said. “I mean he always does, right?”
“Yeah, so, maybe we’d better give him it?” Nichole teased.
“Sure, why not!” Irene gasped.
Kristen couldn’t think what this gift Irene and Nichole were giving Jacinto, but it sounded suspicious. She pushed the door open a little and peeped inside. What she saw stopped her breath instantly.
Jacinto lay on the bed, his pants off, his cock looking like a stiff pole. Kristen’s niece and her friend were sprawled across the bed beside him, stroking his thick prick and giggling.
Kristen was so shocked, she stiffened in disgust.
“Mmmm!” Irene purred, sliding her soft lips over the tip of her boyfriend’s cock, sucking at it gently. She stroked the shaft, her fingers butter flying up and down the stiff flesh, her mouth running gently over his swollen cockhead.
That was disgusting enough, but Nichole was reaching around Irene, her hands on Irene’s heaving tits! Kristen thought she’d faint. “You like her tits.” Nichole giggled, sliding her hands into the top of Irene’s dress and easing the girl’s tits out. “I mean, I know you like ’em, you get ’em often enough.” She caressed the girl’s soft swelling tit-flesh as Irene’s mouth sank a little deeper on Jacinto’s cock. “Ohhh! Lemme have some of that cock!”
Nichole twisted round on the bed, her blouse already open, the clasp and cups of her bra visible. She sank down beside Irene and kissed Jacinto’s cockshaft, moving her mouth down to his balls.
Jacinto fucked his cock harder into Irene’s sucking mouth. “Ohhh, fuck! You two drive me crazy!”
The two girls giggled and licked his cock, their mouths working together, moving up and down the full length of his thick fuck-meat, covering it with saliva. Slowly their sexy, pouting mouths met over his cockhead. Their tongues flicked over each other’s lips and his swollen prickhead, their fingers working his shaft, caressing his balls.
Kristen clutched the door, sure she was witnessing the most depraved act in the world.
“You wanna a real treat?” Irene giggled, looking up at Jacinto.
“You bet, you little nympho.” He chuckled, running his hands in her hair. “If you want it later, you gimme everything, whore!”
“Ohhh, nasty big man!” Irene gurgled, licking his cockhead, her soft red lips sliding on his thick flesh. “So, who’s first?”
“You!” Jacinto gasped, leaning back on the pillows and moaning with lust.
Irene giggled louder, her tight formal dress rucking up over her thighs, showing her stocking tops as she moved up, her mouth on Jacinto’s fucker, her hands caressing his balls. Then, very slowly, an inch at a time, she eased her mouth down the length of his cock while Nichole licked at his balls and kissed her friend’s luscious lips.
Kristen couldn’t believe it! More and more of Jacinto’s cock slid into Irene’s sucking mouth. Her depraved little niece was sucking all of the man’s disgusting fuck-rod in.
Irene’s throat started to bulge as she worked his thick cockhead into it. As Jacinto lay on the bed and groaned with lust, Irene slid her mouth to the base of his cock and held her lips there.
“Ah, ah, yeah!” Jacinto gasped, griping the pillows in his lust, his cock heaving and jerking deep in Irene’s throat.
“Don’t come yet, you fucker!” Nichole giggled, moving her soft mouth over his lower belly, licking and kissing his skin.
“Ohhh, fuck, Jesus! Nichole, do it soon or I’ll come! I will, fuck, I’m so hot!”
“You’re always fuckin’ hot,” Nichole sniggered, biting him a little, her sharp teeth nibbling at his hard, muscular flesh. “You’ll just have to be a man and hold it.”
“Aaahhh!” Jacinto sighed, staring at the two girls working his cock over.
He groaned and fell back, gasping for breath, his cock buried in Irene’s sucking throat.
And Irene wasn’t just holding him down there. Her throat sucked and spumed over his thick prick, driving him crazier than ever. Her mouth bobbed up and down, moving over his flesh, working his cock to the depths of her throat.
Jacinto moaned. “Come on, Irene! Let Nichole do it! I can’t hold on much longer!”
But Irene ignored him, her soft lips still in his cockhair, her throat working his prickhead, driving him into surging groans of pure lust.
“If you bring me off now, you bitch, I’ll tie you down and whip your fuckin’ ass!” he yelled, fucking his cock harder and faster at Irene’s throat.
Irene gurgled around his cock and rammed her mouth down even farther, taking the last half-inch of his cockshaft in, filling her throat with his hardness.
“Come on, you cunt! Come on, Irene!” Nichole yelled, pushing her friend. “I wanna go! Come on! Fair’s fair – don’t be a jerk!”
Very slowly Irene slid her mouth back up the length of Jacinto’s fucker, giggling and moaning the whole way. She kept her mouth on his cockhead, the tip of his fucker pushing past her lovely lips.
“Would you really tie me down and whip my dirty little ass if I suck you off?” she gasped.
“Damn right!” Jacinto snarled, his cock swelling between Irene’s lips. “And I’d do it till I was hard again. And you know how long that takes, even with Nichole sucking my cock!”
“Ohhh, yeah, I know how long that takes!” Irene giggled. She laughed and rammed her mouth down his cock in one go, taking it all in.
“Aaahhh!” Jacinto yelled, writhing on the bed, his cock slamming to the depths of Irene’s throat.
“You fucker, bitch!” Nichole screamed, pushing at Irene. “It’s my turn! I get to suck him!”
Outside the door, Kristen bit her finger, staring at the depraved scene, forced to take it all in so that she could tell Manfred exactly why she had to take Irene away from him. But even she didn’t believe what she saw next.
“You cunt!” Nichole screamed. She pulled the hem of Irene’s dress up. “Get off his cock!”
Her hand went up and she spanked Irene hard, slapping Irene’s asscheeks.
Kristen shuddered and gasped as a wave of pure horror washed over her. She saw Nichole’s hand sweep down again, slapping Irene’s ass, right across the tight, stretched material of Irene’s panties.
Jacinto was groaning as Nichole spanked Irene again.
“Off his cock!” Nichole demanded, slapping Irene’s taut asscheeks.
Irene moaned with lust and pushed her throat deeper on the swelling cock. Her head bobbled up and down and her ass hunched as Nichole’s hand swept down.
Then Kristen noticed that there was a wet patch on the crotch of Irene’s panties.
Kristen shivered in disgust.
“Ahhh!” Jacinto yelled. “I can’t hold on, bitch. I’m coming and your ass is grass, you got that?”
Irene gave a moan of pure lust and she shivered, her ass heaving up as Nichole spanked her. She kept her mouth on Jacinto’s cock, working it over as he gripped the pillows and yelled with releasing lust.
“Fuuuck!” he roared. “You got it coming, baby! Boy, do you have it coming!”
His cock swelled with the cum rushing up out of his balls.
“Gimme! Come on, bitch, share!” Irene screamed, then pushed her mouth down beside Irene’s, kissing and licking at Jacinto’s thighs.
Irene gurgled in delight as a hot stream of cum poured into her throat. She took the next jet over her soft lips, cum running out of her mouth in a disgusting display of lust.
Kristen stared in horror as Nichole screamed with passion, then pushed her mouth over the tip of Jacinto’s shooting cock, taking a shot of jizz, letting it run over her lips while she and Irene caressed the heaving shaft.
Jacinto screamed, his cock punching in and out of Nichole’s mouth, pouring out cum.
The two girls ran their mouths over the jerking cockhead, taking the squirting juice, letting it run over their lips and teeth, licking it off his spurting prick as it poured out.
“Fuuuck!” Jacinto yelled, his ass jerking up off the bed as his cock slid over their hot mouths. “God, what a suck! Fuuuck!”
He jerked, his stream of cum still gushing out of his piss-slit, getting all over their mouths.
The two girls sucked and licked at his cockhead, sharing his cum, licking it off each other’s mouth, giggling as they swallowed and kissed. Irene plunged her mouth down on his prick for a moment, then came up, allowing Nichole to swallow his fucker.
Jacinto gasped, his cock becoming limp as his supply of cum started to run out. He fell back across the pillows, moaning with release, while Irene and Nichole sucked his cock, sharing the last dribbles of cum.
Kristen stared, still not really able to believe her eyes as the two girls worked their mouths over Jacinto’s fucker, licking and kissing it.
His cock was coming down slowly, cum still dribbling over their willing lips.
Kristen got a grip on herself. She had to go downstairs and see Manfred at once.
The party had broken up, and the last guests had gone. Kristen picked her way over the debris on the floor and went into the kitchen.
Manfred was lounging on a stool, a beer in his hand, chatting to William.
“Do you know what your daughter is doing!” Kristen demanded.
Manfred turned, looking at her quizzically. “She and that friend of hers, Nichole, has just, just – er, just had sex with Jacinto!” Kristen snapped.
“What, blowing him again?” Manfred chuckled. “Those two can never wait, you know that? And on my bed, I bet.”
“Yes!” Kristen snarled. “Your daughter is immoral! I’m taking her away from here!”
Manfred laughed.
Kristen screamed in fury. “Do you realize what she’s doing! She’s my niece! If you don’t come upstairs with me now, I’m… I’m taking you to court, Manfred! I don’t care if you are my brother!”
“Oh, if you want us to come upstairs, fine,” Manfred said easily, sliding off the stool. “Hey, I’ll tell you what, William’ll come too, how about that?”
Kristen stormed up the stairs with Manfred and William, banging the bedroom door open. “There!” she said triumphantly.
“Oh, hi, Daddy!” Irene sighed, still running her mouth over Jacinto’s fucker. “I was very naughty. I wouldn’t take my mouth off Jacinto’s cock and he came. He’s got to whip my dirty little ass for that! Right?”
Irene’s wicked little tongue flicked out over Jacinto’s cockhead.
“Hi, Auntie Kristen! You wanna join in? There’s always plenty of cock around her.”
“You’re coming with me!” Kristen snapped. “I’m not going to let you stay in this den of vice a moment longer!”
“But I gotta have my cock, Auntie!” Irene whimpered, her lips running over Jacinto’s prickhead. “And I was so bad, so very bad. You wouldn’t want me to get away without being punished, would you?”
She giggled and her mouth slid over the hardening shaft of Jacinto’s fucker.
“Get up, girl!” Kristen snapped, taking a step toward the bed. Then she turned uneasily to Manfred. “I’m reporting this to the police. Your attitude is disgusting!”
“You don’t even know what my attitude is,” Manfred replied, strolling into the bedroom.
“You wanna stay and find out?”
“No! I’m leaving this instant! With Irene!” Kristen stood defiantly, her heart beating fast.
“Oh, no you’re not!” Manfred snarled. “I think you oughta stay. I mean, as you said, Irene’s been very bad. She’s gotta be punished. Surely that’ll satisfy you.”
“Punished?” Kristen didn’t know what else to say.
William closed the door and pulled a chair over to block the doorway. He sat down and leaned back, gazing at Kristen.
“Don’t you believe in punishment for bad girls?” Manfred asked.
“Yes, uh, of course,” Kristen said uncertainly. “It’s just that I think Irene would be better…”
“Sit down and see the punishment, then decide!” Manfred interrupted, taking Kristen’s arm and leading her to a high backed, padded chair. “Go on! Sit and watch!”
Kristen trembled as she sat down, wondering why she felt so uneasy. She crossed her legs and waited, her whole body tight with tension.
“Okay, Jacinto, show us how to punish the slut,” Manfred said.
Kristen watched as William got up and Manfred took his place in the chair of her chair, sipping a bourbon.
Jacinto grinned and got off the bed, his cock hard. He nodded to the two girls.
The nymphs got up and stripped the rest of his clothes off, his jacket, his shirt and tie.
Kristen stared in horror.
Nichole brought Jacinto a black robe which he slipped on. Suddenly Kristen stifled a sob as she saw Irene coming out of the closet with a thin rod in her hands.
“Good,” Jacinto said. “It shows you’re trying to be good.”
“Oh, yes, Master!” Irene exclaimed. “I’m always trying to be good!”
Jacinto nodded, his cock poking out of the front of his robe. “Take the dress off.”
“Yes, Master! Please, could Nichole unzip me?”
Jacinto nodded. Nichole unzipped Irene’s dress. Irene slid the slinky dress down her arms and off. But she made the most of it, knowing her aunt was watching and hating every moment. She dropped the expensive garment onto the floor.
Irene had on high heels, stockings, slip and matching bra and panties. The hem of her little slip just reached her stocking tops, revealing every luscious curve of her legs. She went up to Jacinto and held her tits, stroking them. She spread her legs and pouted at him.
“Is this right, Master?” she whispered.
“Yeah,” he said, his voice husky with lust. “Now get over the bed and wait for your punishment!”
“Oh, yes, Master!” Irene trembled with passion.
She bent over the bed and turned, pouting at her aunt before she spread her thighs wide. The end of the bed was at the, right height for her to rub her pussy against it, and she did, moaning in lust as she waited.
“Take that off,” Jacinto said.
Nichole obeyed, pulling her blouse and skirt off fast, revealing her slim, curvaceous figure in nothing but a little white teddy and stockings held up by fluffy garters.
She grinned and pouted at him, sliding her hands over his cock. “Ready, big boy?”
Jacinto grinned. He pulled Nichole to the side of the bed and pushed her to her knees. She moaned and went down willingly, sliding her mouth over his cock at once, her fingers caressing his balk.
Kristen had seen more than enough and she was sick to her stomach. “I’m leaving! And I’ll be back with the police!”
“Sit down!” William snapped.
“What did you say?” she gasped, staring at William, her resolution suddenly weakening.
“Sit down.”
“This isn’t punishment, this is depraved sex!” Kristen gasped. “I’m…”
“Sit down!”
There was something in his voice that made Kristen tremble and her legs went weak. She moved back to the chair, sitting down.
“Good,” Jacinto whispered into her ear. “One more outburst like that and I’ll tie you to the chair.”
Kristen shuddered and looked at her brother, but he was watching his daughter. She tensed, thinking desperately of some way out of the degradation.
“You gonna take it like that?” Jacinto asked Irene, running the whip over her ass.
“Ohhh, yes, Master! You know. I can!” Irene pulled her slip up to her waist.
“You move before I’ve finished and you get double,” Jacinto warned.
“Yes, Master, I know!” Irene moaned. “So maybe I’ll move anyway!”
“You bitch!” He tapped her ass with the rod, a short, stinging blow.
Irene jerked and gasped.
Kristen trembled and thought she was going to pass out.
“Yeah!” Jacinto pulled on Nichole’s head. The little nympho moaned with excitement and slid her fingers into her teddy crotch, rubbing her pussy.