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CHAPTER SEVEN

"I'm so sorry for the interruption," said Jayne. "What did you do with the dildo?"

"I, uh… I put it under the bed. But we don't really need it! Do we, Auntie Jayne? Do we?"

Barbara Jean was on the verge of weeping again when her aunt recovered the dildo. She handed it over to Barbara Jean, saying, "Take it in the bathroom and give it a good washing, then bring it back in here."

The girl returned carrying it with two fingers, as if it was a dead snake. Jayne took it from her, saying, "Don't be such a baby. You'll love it once you get used to it. Kissing cunts is delightful, but now and again a girl likes to have her cunt stretched, and have a good workout. Just sit down on the bed in front of me and watch while I get started with our precious plaything."

Barbara Jean sat with her negligee pulled down over her clasped, upright knees. Her smiling aunt, something of an exhibitionist, grinned warmly at her as she stood on her knees on the bed and licked and sucked on one end of the long dildo. "It goes in easier if it's nice and wet. My cunt's nice and wet from your kisses. Is yours a little damp?"

Barbara Jean nodded. She reached down between her legs and felt herself, and smiled weakly and nodded again. Her hand remained under the negligee skirt as she watched her aunt fit the wetted, penis-shaped end of the dildo between the lips of her cunt. Jayne sighed and Barbara Jean made a face as Jayne wormed and worked the long thing about in her cunt until its end was out of sight.

"This feels so nice!" said Jayne, rubbing her clitoris with two fingers of one hand, while with the other hand she worked a little more of the dildo in and out of her cunt.

Her stiff-nippled tits were quivering with her actions. Her grin was lascivious now, and her eyes glinted lustfully at her niece, just a few feet in front of her, watching in horrified fascination, and continuing to squeeze her cupped hand over her cunt. Jayne could see that now, for Barbara Jean's legs had parted slightly, and the negligee skirt was up to her knees.

"Yessss, that's the way!" said Jayne, easing a good six inches of solid plastic cock in her cunt.

Barbara Jean gasped aloud, and her hand clutched hard at her cunt, but then it was softly moving again as her smiling aunt sat back on the bed with the unused half of the dildo lying between her legs on the bedspread.

"Oh, that's delightful," said Jayne, softly arching and turning her hips, and using her cuntal muscles to squeeze the impaling dildo.

"It's moving!" said Barbara Jean, leaning forward to look.

"So is your hand. Lift up your skirt to your waist, darling. Let me see you play with your pretty cunt."

Barbara Jean's gaze never left Jayne's cunt as she tucked up her negligee. Her legs were parted almost obscenely wide now to let her aunt see her cunt and her fast moving fingers. One of her shoulder straps had slipped down to reveal a spectacularly pink tit. Her aunt was altogether thrilled at what she saw.

Jayne took the dildo in both hands and started working it in and out of her cunt. Barbara Jean's face turned white, then changed back to rosy pink as she leaned closer still. Jayne elevated her knees and began thrusting and humping up with her hips at the deeply stabbing dildo, and Barbara Jean unconsciously moaned in unison with her Aunt.

"Are you ready, Babsie?" said Jayne. "Are you ready to get on the other end of this beautiful cock with me?"

"I don't know. I…" Barbara Jean stammered, and started to close her legs.

"I do," said her aunt. "Your cunt's just as wet as when I was sucking it today. Lie down on your back. Get that pillow and put it under your pretty ass. And hold your cuntlips open for me, Babsie. I don't want to hurt you."

As always when introducing a girl to a dildo, Jayne was inordinately excited. Perhaps she was more excited than usually just now, because she was so very fond of her niece. Barbara Jean's blue eyes were very wide as she lay there looking up at her aunt as she hovered over her. Her fingers were stretching her cuntlips to the utmost as Jayne touched the end of the dildo to her cunt. When she did, Barbara Jean flinched, and Jayne proceeded to move the end through Barbara Jean's open slit, saying, "Easy does it. Got to get it nice and wet. Hold still, dear. We'll have it inside you in a moment. Just a little bit of it now. Just the tip. There. There! It's inside the lips of your cunt now! How does it feel?" Jayne eagerly asked, gazing down past her dangling tits at the hot frightened girl whose negligee was bunched about her waist and whose cunt was being split by the dildo.

"I guess it's… all right," she replied.

"Of course it is, Babsie, dear. Now try this," said Jayne, and she burrowed forward, settling the weight of her loins on those of her niece till the dildo was out of sight between their mingling pubic hairs.

Barbara Jean yelped very sharply, and when Jayne drew back, there was bright red blood on the dildo. "Hurt very much?" she said.

"Just for a second. I'm okay. Honest, Aunt Jayne!"

"Of course you are. And how does it feel in you now?"

"Feels lovely! It feels just super!" said Barbara Jean, and her legs went around her aunt's hips to pull the dildo back into her cunt.

Together they fucked and humped their ways to a rapid mutual climax that left them both wilted and gasping for breath. They nestled close, belly to belly, and tit to tit, joined by the dildo, with whisperings leading to giggling. The giggling led to more fucking, and they churned up the bed in their sudden and overwhelming need to cum once again. Then, with the edge off their sexual appetites, they settled down to a long evening of mutual pleasures at the opposite ends of the long plastic cock.

Jayne showed her niece a dozen or more different positions for fucking, each of which Barbara Jean quickly learned. Her enthusiasm and natural aptitude soon had her devising improvisations which greatly gratified her aunt. The white negligee had long since been shed from Barbara Jean's body as they humped and fucked from the bed to the floor and back. Twice in the night, Jim pounded loudly at the door, threatening to break it down, but Jayne and Barbara Jean just giggled and shushed each other and went on with their fucking until, during one of their rest periods, Barbara Jean fell fast asleep.

Jayne carefully extracted the dildo from their cunts, kissed it and put it back in her suitcase. Barbara Jean didn't waken when Jayne unlocked the door, picked her up, and carried her out of the bedroom. Jim was sound asleep in the hall, and Jayne didn't disturb him on her return from his sister's bedroom after tucking the sleeping girl under the covers.

Jayne felt like a queen in the morning, when both Jim and Barbara Jean vied to bring her breakfast in bed. And she felt like a slave-driver when she sent them both out to the hot-houses to work, with an unspecified reward for the best job done. Both Barbara Jean and Jim collected that reward, each at discreetly separate times of the day, as their aunt sent them on unnecessary errands separately.

She proved to be most adept at shuffling her niece and her nephew about, giving her time alone with each of them. But as clever as Aunt Jayne was, her nephew and niece grew jealous of one another.

Each one tried to be at her side all the time. Going to the supermarket was an ordeal, with Jim and Barbara Jean each trying to push the cart, arguing with each other all the way, and trying to select choice groceries for their aunt. The work in the hot-houses was done in no time at all now, for brother and sister worked together now, each one unwilling to let the other out of sight. They set the table and did the dishes together. They sat at each of Jayne's sides, stealthily scratching at each of her hips, while all three looked at television at night. They kept such close watch on each other that by the end of Jayne's last week of vacation, she was getting terrifically horny.

Jayne was a country girl and a businesswoman, and therefore quite direct in solving her problems, and the problem between her legs was becoming acute. She set out to solve it on Thursday night, while the three of them were looking at television.

The living room was very dimly lit. Barbara Jean was sitting on the couch to the right of her aunt, and Jim was sitting there on her left. Both sister and brother were gazing straight ahead at the rather dull program, and each of them was softly but desperately scratching at the side of Jayne's thigh, at her hip, at her arm, at any part of her they could reach without being observed by the other. This had happened several times before. At first Jayne had found their stealth pleadings for sex to be amusing, and rather flattering. But by then it was not only getting her horny, it was irritating her. She unfolded her hands from her lap and laid them at her sides, and each was immediately grasped and tightly squeezed by the brother and sister. Jayne twisted free of them and proceeded to give them a dose of their own teasing medicine, stealthily scratching and plucking at whatever parts of their anatomy she could reach without her hands being observed. The teens reacted quickly and positively.

Jayne's right finger prodding suggestively into Barbara Jean's soft flank caused the girl to murmur a barely audible sigh. Her left hand fondly pinching Jim's hip made him utter a tiny moan. There in the darkness, Jayne tickled and prodded and plucked at them, and was very pleasantly surprised at how well they both responded to this.

Jim clearly had a hard-on, for he now kept his hands tightly clasped over his lap. Barbara Jean, still murmuring little sighs, was squirming her little ass on the couch and clutching at her stomach. The scent of Barbara Jean's sweet cunt was faint but distinct in the room, and it mingled, with the scent of Jim's warm, humid loins. Both Jim and Barbara Jean were getting hot, but not hot enough to suit Jayne just yet.

Jayne turned as if to murmur a comment to Barbara Jean, blew her warm breath in her ear squeezed her on the thigh, and felt her niece melt against her. She did the same thing with her nephew, and had Jim panting close at her side. And now, with a hand on each of their thighs, Jayne squeezed them both very warmly and smiled into each pair of yearning eyes.

She turned her back on her niece, cupped Jim's hot cheek in her hand and kissed him, saying, "Thank you so much helping with the dishes tonight."

Barbara Jean's eyes were filled with tears when Jayne turned to her, but the tears quickly turned to stars when Jayne kissed her and fondled her tits and said, "And thank you for setting the table, dear."

"Hey, what's goin' on?" Jim said. "If you're gonna kiss her like that, I'm gonna go in my room!"

"We'll miss you," said Jayne, and squeezed the hard bulge in his pants, then turned back to her gasping niece and gave her another warm kiss while she played with her tits.

Jim was still there when the long kiss ended. His sister smirked and snapped at him, "Well, go on to your room!"

"I'm not gonna leave you here with her!" Jim said.

"You said you would, so do it!"

"I changed my mind, so there!"

As their voices raised in volume, their aunt smiled and unbuttoned her blouse. By the time she'd removed it, brother and sister had both fallen silent. Still smiling, Jayne unhooked and removed her brassiere, and Jim and Barbara Jean gaped through the dimness and fidgeted nervously on the couch.

Jayne got to her feet and stretched, turned on the end table lamp, and smiled down on the red-faced pair as she fondled and squeezed her bare tits.

She unzipped her skirt, and Barbara Jean plaintively said, "You shouldn't be doing that here."

She shimmied out of the skirt, and Jim said, "Gosh darn it, let's go to my room!"

She stripped off her panties and tossed them away, and sat down between them again. Each of them reached for her, half lustfully and half protectively, and Jayne pushed them back, saying, "Hands off till you both take off your clothes."

"I couldn't do that in front of him!" said Barbara Jean. Her grinning brother was already ripping off his clothes.

Barbara Jean squealed and jumped up to run, but then stopped and started giggling, pointing down to Jim's stiff cock, and saying, "Is that all he's got?"

"It's enough!" Jim angrily said, and Jayne smiled and nodded.

"You two have been… doing it?" said Barbara Jean, still looking down at her brother's cock, which showed no signs at all of shyness under inspection.

"Of course we have. That's what this is for," said her aunt, and reached up to take Jim's cock in her hand. With her other hand, she tickled about Barbara Jean's skirted loins. "That's what this is for, too."

"Jim's little thing isn't for me," said Barbara Jean, grinning at her aunt, and pressing Jayne's hand closer against her very warm little cunt. "You know what your Babsie likes, and it sure isn't dinky cocks like Jim's got."

"It's something that every girl should try," said Jayne, and she leaned forward and took Jim's hard cock in her mouth, an experience made doubly enjoyable by the gasp of her niece.

"Aunt Jayne, how can you do that? I'm going to my room! I never want to see either one of you again!"

Jayne grabbed her niece by the skirt and stopped her. She slipped her other hand up under her skirt and groped at Barbara Jean's cunt, and at once the angry scowl left the girl's face and she was panting and looking very distressed. "Please, Auntie Jayne, not in front of him! You know I just love it when you're nice to me that way, but I can't stand to have him watching!"

Jayne deftly slipped aside the crotchband of Barbara Jean's panties and just as deftly slipped her index finger up in her cunt. It entered quite easily, for her niece's cunt was, all slippery and wet with slick goodness. Barbara Jean was panting in earnest now, and clutching at her feverish loins as her aunt slid her finger out of her cunt, and softly said, "Don't run off, dear. Jim won't hurt you. I'll be here to see to that. I always know what's good for you, now, don't I? And it'd be very good for you now if you simply stood where you are while we help you undress. You know I'll be gone in a few days, and this might be the very last chance we have to be nice to each other."

Jayne's finger had been on the move along with her tongue, slipping and sliding out of a tight little hole that had had nothing more than neglect for the past several days. The words that Jayne spoke and the finger she moved had. Barbara Jean swaying with indecision when Jim stepped forward to unbutton her blouse.

"Man oh man, I've always wanted to take a good look at her tits!" Jim said as he opened her blouse.

"I'll let him look!" said the anguished and very hot girl. "But then I've just got to be alone with you, Auntie Jayne."

"We'll see," said Jayne, still sliding one finger in and out of Barbara Jean's juicy cunt, and now warmly massaging her own hungry cunt.

"Not bad," Jim said. He had slipped up the cups of his sister's brassiere in his eagerness to get at her tits, and now he was playing with both of them, quite ignoring Barbara Jean's tearful protests.

"Make him stop, Auntie Jayne! I only said he could look!" She shoved her naked and giggling brother away from her, saying, "Just stop it or I'll tell Mom all about this!"

Jayne moved her thumb up to Barbara Jean's clitoris, and that little movement was more effective than shackles in holding her niece where she was. Jayne's voice was a purr as she said, "She won't breathe a word of this, Jim. Just look, she's about to cum."

"I am not!" said Barbara Jean, fists balled up at her sides, quaking, and shaking all over with anger and animal heat. "I won't do a thing as long as he's here! I may not ever cum again!"

"Fine, then just stand there," said Jayne, and nodded in her direction at Jim, who moved in with both hands reaching out for her.

"I hate him, Aunt Jayne! I can't stand having him touch me!" said Barbara Jean, and Jim peeled off her blouse and unhooked her brassiere and reached around her to squeeze her bare tits.

"Auntie Jayne, I thought you loved me!" said Barbara Jean, weeping and squirming her cunt against Jayne's moving fingers, and her grinning brother unzipped her skirt.

Barbara Jean was too weak from fighting against her lusts as her brother and aunt quickly took off her skirt and panties. She was so out of her head that she didn't react to her bare-assed nudity until Jim said, "She hasn't hardly got any hair on her cunt."

It was only then that Barbara Jean shrieked and tried to cover her tits and her cunt. She might have found the strength and the will power to scamper away then, but her laughing aunt yanked her down on top of her to simultaneously tickle her and further excite her.

Aunt and niece rolled naked on the couch. They were tit to tit and belly to belly and cunt to cunt, and all of it was in constant motion and driving Jim half out of his mind. His cock was so hard that it hurt, and his balls were so full of jism that some of it drooled out the end of his cock.

Jayne was soft and voluptuous, Barbara Jean was lithe and firm. Together they presented a contrasting picture of every woman and girl Jim had ever lusted for, and they were so closely mingling that it was hard to tell where one stopped and the other began.

He got up on the couch on his knees, between two pair of flailing legs, Barbara Jean's hard little asscheeks were twisting and squirming in every direction, while under her cunt and Jayne's, Jim could see the marshmallow soft buttocks of his aunt as they turned this way and that on the couch cushion. He couldn't quite see all of their cunts, not until Jayne reached down and widely parted his sister's firm buttocks.

"Don't, Auntie Jayne! Let me up now!" Barbara Jean squealed, then screamed at the top of her lungs as she looked back over her shoulder to see Jim moving in on her.

"Hold her still, Auntie Jayne! Hold her still!" Jim said, thrusting his steely hard cock between his aunt's spreading fingers.

Barbara Jean was an elusive target. She continued to scream and squall and thrash in every direction as her brother jabbed with his cock and her aunt spread her asscheeks wide. The girl knew very well that those hands on her backside were not enough to hold her where she was, but they somehow combined with the naked and wonderfully mobile body of her aunt to keep her from wrenching herself out from between Jayne and Jim.

She felt Jim's cock plunge into her asshole, and she screamed once again and succeeded in twisting away from it. And then, up in her cunt went his cock, just for an instant before she could twist away and expel it, but quite long enough for it to leave a shamefully burning brand deep inside her.

Jim didn't care which hole he was fucking in. Not until his jabbing, stabbing cock slipped further down and rammed though the red-haired cuntlips of his aunt. That sweetly familiar cunt wasn't as tight as his sister's, but the sudden orgasmic gasp from his aunt was better by far than any mere physical sensation.

One jab and one gasp, and Aunt Jayne was cumming. Barbara Jean felt it very clearly, even through all her wailing and twistings. She felt it come up out of Jayne's cushiony belly and enter her guts, and completely break down her resolve not to cum herself.

"Stick it in me! Jim, let me feel it again!" she implored, although she could still clearly feel every hot, inner imprint already made by his cock.

Jim obliged, quite blindly, quite happily, thrusting indiscriminately with his hips, stabbing anywhere he could with his cock, not knowing at all now which of four lovely holes he was entering with a cock that was spurting jism.

"Uh-h! Oh-h! Aunt Jayne, he's really making me cum!" said Barbara Jean.

"Yes! Yes, keep it up! My God," said her aunt, "I can feel it every time he goes into you!"

Holding onto his sister's obligingly uptilted ass, Jim fucked all he could of both her and their aunt while his cock gushed and spurted. His pearly white jism was all over Barbara Jean's darling white buttocks and all over the frantically squirming cunts that were kissing so wildly. At any place it thrust, Jim's cock found a welcome home. Even in between their cunts was a great delight, for then the knob of his cock could reach both of their clitorises, and send the two naked females off on another peak in their orgasmic embrace. It seemed to drag buckets of jism out of him. Each of his hot ejaculations were long and drawn out, making him shudder and moan and grab with his hands and thrust hard with his cock, and each one was quickly followed by another that sent his cock spurting into a different hole. His cock seemed to have the Midas touch, not for gold, but for cunt, for each place it touched was at once turned into a cosmic cunt. When at last he slumped forward on top of his sister's nude body, he knew that at last he had learned all there was to know about fucking, and he knew he was too exhausted to ever fuck again.