What can I say about my cousins? My cousin Greg and I are the same age and we always had good times together, riding horses, camping, swimming in the creek that ran at one side of their property. My cousin Patty, Greg’s sister, was a year older than us and pretty much let us alone. They lived on a big farm and I’d often spend summers with them.
When I graduated from college, I went to see my cousins. Neither had gone to college, just a nearby technical school where Greg honed his farming skills and Patty learned computing. She had her own business and the two of them still lived in the big house. My uncle had died a year before, and Greg was now in charge of the farm. Greg and I got away from the family early and headed to the barn, I thought to ride horses. That’s when I just bluntly asked him why he wasn’t married.
“Why buy the cow when you can get the milk free?” He asked. “I get all the pussy I want.” Greg was handsome, well-built and probably had his pick of women in the county. “Why aren’t you married?” I told him that I’d come close a year before, but we’d called it off.
“Well, if you still got that bat between your legs, just wave it around here for a bit and you’ll get proposed to in no time.” He’d seen my cock when we went skinny dipping and he’d often mentioned how big it was. Everyone did. “C’mon,” Greg said and we ran past the barn through a field of shoulder-high corn stalks, over a drainage ditch, through another field until we came to the creek. Greg had built a little shack there and inside he had stashed some cigarettes and fuck books.
Once we were inside the small hut, we stripped and lit some cigarettes and started looking through the magazines. I had grabbed one with lots of pictures of guys getting blowjobs. Greg was already beating his meat. In the past, while we had looked at magazines and gotten stiff, we’d never jerked off. But it felt natural to do, so I wrapped my hand around my joint and slowly stroked away.
“Who you been screwin’?” I asked.
“Thought you’d never ask.” He paused for effect. “Patty,” he said.
“Fuckin’ your own sister?” I asked, not really believing him. Greg told me the whole story of how he started screwing Patty, or rather, how she seduced him, and how they fuck regularly. “She likes to get fucked in the ass,” he said. “I started fuckin’ her ass when she got her period, but it’s tighter and hotter than her pussy and I think I like bangin’ her buns better than porkin’ her puss.”
Talking about ass fucking was really getting to me. “Hmm, I’d sure like to try some ass,” I said, thinking about my cousin and the way her tight jeans always hugged her butt.
“How ’bout mine?” Greg asked. Did I hear right? “Patty says it feels good and she’s played around with my asshole some. Wanna try?”
Did I? My cock throbbed at the thought of screwing my cousin’s fine, muscular ass.
“Yeah,” I said, standing and walking toward him, prick pointing at his rosebud. Greg just leaned back, spread his legs and held them up, letting his pucker show pink there between the solid swell of his cheeks. His prick, a thick six and a half inches, throbbed against his stomach.
“Hand me that tube,” he said. He told me to grease my dick with the lube while he put some on and in his asshole. I was almost panting with excitement. I was about to have my first ass fuck, with my Adonis cousin no less. Greg held his legs and I wedged my ramrod at his hole, poised to slip inside.
“Go easy,” Greg said, his eyes almost glassy with desire. “Just go slow.” Greg said he’d had stuff in his ass but nothing as big as my cock. But he wanted it and his round sphincter nibbled at my knob, seeming to be urging my shaft to cornhole the muscular ass. I grabbed his calves, holding him like a wishbone, as I pushed against the resistant muscle.
“C’mon, Cuz,” Greg said breathily. “Dick me with that ass-stretcher.” I pressed harder and suddenly my knob and a couple of inches of my prong slid into his channel. “God damn!” Greg yelled as his body tensed. I didn’t move, afraid I had split him apart.
“Wait, wait, oh shit, that’s good! Go slow, ease it in, oh damn, damn that’s good. Ah, fuck!”
Greg had grabbed my hips and pulled me in, then pushed, then pulled again as he got stretched by my dick. Soon I was buried balls deep in his asshole, his stiff prick throbbing between us.
“Shit, Jim, that feels so fuckin’ good,” Greg said. I grinned then, because I pictured one of the supermarket tabloids with the headline: “SIAMESE COUSINS CONNECTED REAR-TO-ROD!” (Okay, I know I can be crazy, but I swear that when I had sunk my dick into my first tight ass, that is the thought that went through my mind.) I was really enjoying the tight squeeze of his channel and the way his anal muscles made my cock feel right at home.
I fucked Greg alright. It was my first butt-fuck but I was a natural. I just followed my instinct, pistoning my cock in and out of my cousin’s clinging ass like a veteran ass fucker. In no time I was fucking that tight chute like a pro. When I withdrew, only the head of my cock was lodged in his turd tunnel. A second and eight inches later, my brown curls were mashed against his sweaty butt. Greg’s eyelids were half-closed and only the whites of his eyes showed and he just groaned and mumbled how goddamn good it felt. His dick drizzled a steady flow of fluid onto his belly and I figured he was going to come soon. I knew I would.
Greg shouted, “Fuck, I’m shooting!” And his cock erupted, spitting thick gobs of cum between us, hitting me on the chest, but mostly covering Greg’s hairy chest with a network of white crisscrossed streamers.
At the same time, the muscles of his ass clamped hard around my cock and seemed to suck my cum right out of my balls. I’d never felt such pressure on my entire cock before, like dozens of fingers squeezing and milking me. I yelled something and pounded my cock as deep as I could as I sent a huge amount of jizm up his ass. I collapsed across his sweaty chest, both of us breathless and drained.
We took a dip in the creek to clean up and cool off and Greg kept telling me how great it felt getting butt-fucked. Within a half hour, he’d convinced me to let him do me, so we went back into the hut and Greg greased his dick while I spread lube on my hole. I got on my hands and knees, my butt waving in the air.
“Relax,” he said, pressing his cock against my closed pore. I shut my eyes and eventually, slowly, the knob slipped inside. Greg was patient and slow, letting me adjust to the sensation as I needed. In an inch, stop; wait. In another inch, stop, pull back, back in. I never felt the slightest hint of pain, only new sensation that felt fantastic.
“There!” He was in all the way. His loins were flush with my ass. My cock was ramrod stiff and already leaking pre-cum. Greg slowly withdrew until he almost slipped out, then slid all the way home. Then out again. Then in, all the time getting faster and faster. Oh, man, getting ass fucked was great! I liked it and was already thinking about letting Mr. Humphries fuck me and then nailing his butt.
A hand gripped my prick and deftly pulled me off. I felt Greg’s spunk flooding my insides and then I collapsed, my cousin on my back, his cock twitching in my ass. Christ, what a good feeling!
“Hmm, yummy!” I opened my eyes. Beside us was my cousin Patty. It had been her hand that jerked me off and she was licking my sperm from her fingers. “I hope I can join this party,” she said, already slipping her clothes off. Patty is a knockout, with or without clothes. She has thick, auburn hair, green eyes and a figure with curves that put swimsuit models to shame. Standing 5’10” tall, she was imposing, despite her looks. Probably too striking and threatening for most farm boys to hit on. Patty definitely wasn’t the type to be some demure, mousy farm wife.
Her eyes seemed to blaze with sexual fire as she stood naked, cherry-red nipples erect, long legs slightly parted and droplets of desire already visible on her scarlet beaver pelt. I felt my just-drained dong twitch with renewed lust.
“Greg told me you had a hunk o’ beef for a cock, Jim,” she said as she stepped forward and wrapped her fingers around my cock. I loved the feel of her hand and when she started pumping, I liked it even better. “Turn around,” she told me. I did and suddenly her tongue was licking my thighs and I realized she was lapping up Greg’s cream as it oozed out of my asshole. Then, still holding my cock in one hand, Patty put her lips around my puckered pore and began Frenching my asshole. Greg had brought a bucket of water from the creek and was washing his cock as he watched his sister reaming my rectum and pulling my prick.
“Nice, huh, Jim?” Greg asked with a grin as he soaped his growing prick. “Patty loves to suck ass. And she gives the best head in the county.”
“Hmm,” Patty pulled her tongue out of my chute, “Make that three counties. I love to suck cock. And pussy.”
“She’s very oral,” Greg said as Patty’s tongue again slid up my rear canal. Greg walked behind his sister and took hold of her hips. “Where do you want this, Sis?” He asked.
“Fuck my cunt,” she said, her voice muffled in my buns. “I’m gonna suck Jim and then have him fuck me up my pooper. Wanna do that, Jim?” I turned around, my stiff cock slapping my cousin in the face. Patty’s tongue whipped out and slapped wetly at the head.
“Oh, Christ, gimme that dick,” she said, grabbing hold of my cock and aiming it toward her ravenous lips. As Patty sucked my cock into her mouth, Greg easily sank into her pussy. She had both dicks filling her from both ends and she loved it. Her throat easily opened to my big knob and she gurgled as my prick made its way between her ravenous lips and down her throat. Her fingers toyed with my balls, and already I could feel the pressure building.
Patty backed away, a shimmering strand of pre-cum stretching from her lip to the red tip of my cock. “Stop, Greg,” she said to her brother. “I just have to have this in my ass.” She had Greg lie on the floor and she threaded his cock into her cunt. Then she reached back, spread her cheeks, and told me to “ram it home.” I pushed the head of my spit-slick cock into her anus easily. Her ass seemed almost to suck my cock inside as her muscles pulled, squeezed, tugged and milked at my meat as so pussy or mouth ever had. I could feel the hard length of Greg’s cock through the thin tissue and I realized that Patty was crammed full of cock and she was groaning in pleasure.
“Ooh, fuck, damn that’s so fuckin good! Fuck me, you two! Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck! I wish I had a cock in my mouth right now. Or a cunt. Christ, fuck me!”
Patty sure liked the double boning, alright. The pressure in my balls built rapidly as my dick fucked Patty’s asshole and rubbed against Greg’s pussy pleaser. Even the way Greg’s nuts mashed against mine felt wild and I pounded harder and deeper into Patty’s snug hole. Sweat was pouring off me onto Patty’s freckled back and our bodies smacked wetly as we rushed toward a skyrocket three-way orgasm.
Greg’s cock swelled and jerked against mine, which was also vibrating inside Patty’s bowels. Her inner muscles spasmed as she, too, was gripped in an orgasmic convulsion that had the three of us locked in a wild dance of orgiastic delight. Hot spunk jetted high into Patty’s body, filling her cunt and ass with the thick syrup she loved.
Drained and exhausted, I collapsed atop my cousins and we just lay there for five or ten minutes trying to recover from that experience. My cock slipped out of Patty’s ravished ass along with a deluge of soupy jizz. Patty reached behind her and rubbed my cum into the pale skin of her ass. I slid off her back and just stared at her, smiling as I reveled in the afterglow of that frantic fuck.
That was my introduction into the bi-sexual, incestuous relationship I’m currently in. Now, two years later, I, too, live in the big house with Greg, Patty and my Aunt Susan. I’m an executive at a nearby plant, and the living arrangement I have is great. I am involved with Greg and Patty sexually and I recently started taking care of Aunt Susan. She’d known for some time that her son and daughter were balling and she caught me one night about six months ago as I was leaving Patty’s room wearing only a t-shirt and a grin. She came to my room, sat on my bed and told me how lonely she was and how much she wanted companionship and sex.
“I need this, too,” she said, grabbing my sticky prick and pulling it into a blood-filled erection. Aunt Susan was on the pumps side and 50 years old, but still attractive. By the time she raised her nightgown and spread her legs, I was more than ready.
“Do me, Jim. I need it so much.”
My aunt’s cunt is hotter and tighter than her daughter’s tunnel of lust. I figure that Patty has probably been fucked more than her mother has. Too, I think Patty’s hips are wider. Aunt Susan was certainly a wild and appreciative lover that night. Her pussy managed to pull two orgasms out of me and she left full of cream and with a smile on her face. Over the next several weeks, Aunt Susan went on a diet, started exercising and lost her plumpness, and her whole attitude seemed to change. I eventually told Patty and Greg that I was supplying their mother with protein injection and they thought that was great.
Now, I’d better say something right here: there was no hanky-panky between Aunt Susan and her children. No one ever even suggested it. One Aunt Susan came home early one night when she’d gone to a movie and the three of us were watching an X-rated videotape. Aunt Susan stood at the doorway to the living room watching her son lying on his side and screwing his sister whose mouth was stuff with my cock. I waved at her and she smiled and winked. When I shot my wad into Patty’s mouth, Aunt Susan’s flushed face showed some of the pride she felt for her daughter.
Greg popped his load into Patty’s grotto and pulled out his wilted, cum-covered cock.
“Don’t drip on the carpet,” was all she said before she went upstairs. Later that night she came into my room and told me that she’d always thought that cock-sucking was something nasty but after seeing how Patty and I had enjoyed it, she wanted to try sucking me. She did good for her first time. She barely gagged and, even though she wouldn’t swallow, she said my cum didn’t taste as bad as she thought it would. Nowadays, she swallows my load and loves it.
Greg, meanwhile, is regularly dorking one of his mother’s woman friends who loves being fucked in the ass and she sings Greg’s praises to his mother. Glenda is 44, divorced, has three grown kids but none are at home. She doesn’t want to mess around with the whole singles scene and Greg provides her with all the sex she wants. Aunt Susan still doesn’t want to try ass-fucking, but who knows? She might change her mind.