An adult stories – My Summer with Aunt Janet: The Party by grenefire,grenefire With only three days left at Aunt Janet’s house, I aimed to make the most of it. It was a beautiful sunny day, perfect for laying out. I walked along the deserted beach, the soft sand warm beneath my feet, looking for the ideal place to tan.
I glanced around as I reached a secluded spot to ensure no one was in sight. Satisfied that I was alone, a wave of excitement ripped through me. I’ve wanted to try sunbathing topless all summer but was always worried I would get caught. With so few days left of my vacation, I decided it was time to take the risk.
With a deep breath, I untied the straps of my bikini top and slipped it off. The cool breeze brushed against my bare skin, causing my nipples to harden.
I reached into my beach bag, pulled out a bottle of tanning oil, and poured a small amount into my palm.
Gently rubbing my hands together, I spread the warm oil across my skin, starting from my legs and working my way up. The fragrance of coconuts filled the air, heightening my senses and adding a touch of tropical bliss to the moment. The silky texture of the oil glided effortlessly over my body, leaving a subtle sheen in its wake.
I reached for a little more tanning oil to protect my exposed breasts. With a gentle touch, I applied the oil, allowing my hands to glide smoothly over the sensitive skin. I ran my slim fingers along the contours of my chest, tracing my fingertips along the undersides of my youthful tits. I savored the sensation, relishing the tingling that shot straight to my smooth pussy.
As I massaged the oil into my breasts, I couldn’t help but admire how they responded, subtly glistening under the sunlight. My chest heaved with every breath, my pulse quickening with every tease of my fingers. I cupped my tits, pressing my greasy palms into my taut nipples.
I lost myself in the moment as I slowly trailed my slick fingers down my toned stomach to my beckoning pussy. I gingerly slid my hand beneath my barely-there bikini bottom, shocked to find how wet I was. Yet before I could begin to play with my wet cunt, I heard a familiar voice behind me.
“Someone is being a bit naughty,” I heard Stan say from behind me.
My eyes shot open as I quickly pulled my fingers from my bikini bottom. I was shocked to find Stan and Carol standing beside me.
“Sorry, we didn’t mean to interrupt. It looked like you were having a good time, honey,” Carol interjected.
I blushed, embarrassed that I had just been caught masturbating in public.
“Oh, uh, sorry,” I managed to respond, my cheeks flushed with arousal and embarrassment.
“Isn’t she cute, honey?” Stan said to Carol, savoring the moment.
“Be nice, Stan,” Carol jeered while kneeling in front of me, trailing her fingers gently across my shiny breasts.
My body shuttered at her sweet touch. Despite being in public, I looked at her longingly, begging for more.
“We are having a party tomorrow night. We hope you and Janet will be coming,” Carol said before gently kissing me on my supple lips.
Taken aback, I quickly responded, “We have a guest staying with us. Can she come?”
“Any guest of yours is more than welcome,” Stan declared, taking Carol’s hand and continuing their walk down the beach.
I sat there breathless, watching them saunter along the beautiful coastline. For the next hour, I lay there thinking about how Mom would react to Carol and Stan.
I spent the rest of the afternoon taking in as much sun as my body could handle. I listened to the waves crashing into the shore while I wondered what kind of mischief Mom and Aunt Janet were up to back home. When the sun started to set, I headed back to Aunt Janet’s house, hoping tonight would lead to some kinky fun.
“Stan and Carol say hi and that we should come to their party tomorrow night,” I told Aunt Janet as I walked into the living room.
“Who are Stan and Carol?” Mom asked.
Aunt Janet chuckled softly, “I don’t know if you are ready for Stan and Carol.”
Mom huffed, “Oh, but my eighteen-year-old daughter is?”
“You have a point. Stan and Carol are a couple who own a beach house in town. They come every summer and throw weekly sex parties. From what they tell me, they are highly active in their swinger scene back home. Their parties here are a who’s who of the hottest people in the area. It is invite-only, and it sounds like we got an invite,” Aunt Janet explained.
“A sex party,” Mom whispered, trying to process what she heard. “So, what happens at a sex party?”
I could tell the idea of going to a sex party with her daughter and sister was turning her on, especially now that we were all lovers.
“Well, it is a lot like a regular party, but instead of people waiting until after the party to fuck someone, they do it during the party, often in front of everyone else,” I nonchalantly explained.
“You seem pretty knowledgeable about what happens at a sex party,” Mom laughed nervously.
“I guess you have me to blame for that. We have been going to one every week since Britney got here,” Aunt Janet explained.
Mom’s jaw practically hit the floor. Fucking my Aunt was one thing, but her eighteen-year-old daughter frequenting sex parties seemed almost too much for her.
“I love them, Mom. It is so hot seeing all these people of varying ages so comfortable in their bodies and just fucking. I have learned so much from these parties. If you are lucky, I’ll show you some of the tricks I picked up from Carol,” I seductively said.
“And what kind of tricks would that be, young lady?” Mom joked.
I pulled Mom in for a passionate kiss. Mom’s soft, plump lips nibbled and pulled at mine. I teased and traced Mom’s lips with my tongue before suddenly pulling away.
“I guess you will have to wait and find out,” I said, smacking her ass before heading upstairs to shower.
Mom looked shocked by my quick departure. She was clearly turned on by Aunt Janet and me talking about going to sex parties. I wanted the idea of going to an orgy tomorrow night to percolate in her brain while I washed the remaining tanning oil and sand off.
As the water cascaded down my body, my mind drifted to my first experience going to a sex party with Aunt Janet.
I had always been fascinated by the sleek, shiny look of latex clothing. I would obsessively look at pics of celebrities wearing latex dresses on Instagram, thinking they looked so sexy. I loved how latex hugged the body’s curves and made the wearer look powerful and confident. I had always dreamed of owning a latex dress, but I thought Mom would never have approved of such a provocative outfit. Plus, I was only eighteen. I had absolutely no idea where I would even buy a latex dress, let alone where I would wear one too.
I had mentioned it to Aunt Janet in passing on my first day here but made little of it. By the end of the week, Aunt Janet surprised me with a beautiful latex dress.
When Aunt Janet gave me the dress, I was a little nervous about trying it on. I had never worn latex clothing before and didn’t know what to expect. The tightness of the latex turned me on in a way I couldn’t explain. As I took the dress out of the package and carefully slipped it on, I marveled at how it clung to my body like a second skin. The dress was red, my favorite color, and it fit me like a glove. I was overjoyed and couldn’t wait to wear it out and show it off.
Aunt Janet had the perfect occasion for me to wear it; my first sex party. The idea of going to a sex party both terrified and exhilarated me. I had only slept with one guy in the past, and my Aunt was the first woman I had ever been with. The thought of fucking all these people and being exposed to all these people fucking was a lot to take in.
Aunt Janet suggested I wear the latex dress for the day before deciding whether or not to go to the party. I thought it was strange advice at the time, but the longer I wore the dress, the more I wanted to share myself, my sexual self, with the world. I felt like a completely different person. I felt bold and daring, like I could take on anything. I was a sex goddess who’d come to life, and I realized the party was the perfect place to celebrate my coming out.
Arriving at the party, we were greeted by the sight of a middle age man fucking a woman in the hallway. This was the first time I had seen other people fucking in real life, and I was shocked by the naughty nature of it. I later discovered that it was Stan and Carol, the party hosts, that were fucking.
Aunt Janet took my hand and showed me around the house. Throughout the tour, we came across people in varying stages of undress. When we entered the living room, the smell of sex wafted into my nostrils, making my pussy drip with anticipation. The room was filled with some of the most beautiful people I had ever seen. I was the youngest person there, but not by much. Aunt Janet could tell I was overwhelmed and reassured me that we could leave anytime.
That night was my first time with Stan and Carol. My youth was like a beacon that called out to them.
“We are so glad Janet brought you. I hope this isn’t too presumptuous, but Carol and I were wondering if you have ever done any sexual roleplaying? We are always looking for a hot daughter to join us in bed,” Stan asked.
I remember being so shocked by the comment. Despite having sex with my Aunt, I was taken aback by the thought of this older couple wanting me to pretend to be their daughter. Yet, I must admit that something about that idea turned me on.
“You two behave,” Aunt Janet chuckled, coming to my rescue, “this is my niece you are trying to include in your nastiness.”
“Even better,” Carol grinned.
Over the next half hour, Carol, Stan, Aunt Janet, and I laughed, danced, and drank. The longer I spent with them, the more I wanted to be their fantasy girl.
Without thinking about it too much, I got on my knees, ran my hands along Stan’s thighs, and looked Carol directly in the eyes before saying, “Mommy, I really want to suck Daddy’s cock!”
Their faces lit up as they watched me methodically unbuckle Stan’s pants and pull them down around his ankles. Stan’s cock sprang to life in my face. I was shocked by the size of it. While it wasn’t particularly long, it was significantly thicker than the guy I had previously slept with.
I cautiously took it in my tiny hand, wrapped my fingers around it, and twirled my tongue around the engorged head.
“Oh god! Suck Daddy’s cock, little girl,” Stan moaned as I took him deeper into my mouth.
As I sucked Stan off, the familiar sound of a wet pussy being fingered filled my ears. I looked over and saw Aunt Janet and Carol fingering each other’s soaking-wet cunts while watching me go down on Stan.
“Fuck Daddy,” Carol insisted, her eyes rolling in the back of her head.
I quickly obeyed, hiking my tight latex dress up around my hips, and straddled Stan’s lap. I took his pulsing cock in my hand and slowly lowered myself onto his dick.
“Daddy, you are stretching me so good,” I moaned while digging my nails into his neck.
Stan thrust his cock into my needy cunt, meeting my every movement. Sweat peppered my forehead as my tight latex dress clung to my skin.
“Fuck Daddy, Britney. Your Aunt is making Mommy feel so good while you take that thick dick,” Carol screamed.
It wasn’t long before I felt Stan fill my juicy cunt. It was my first load that night, but far from the last.
The shower water began to get cold, bringing me back to reality. I quickly finished washing up before leaving the peacefulness of the running water.
My skin was still damp when I came back downstairs in my towel. To my surprise, Mom was naked on the couch, and Aunt Janet was between her legs, licking her sister’s pussy.
“You naughty slut!” I said, dropping my towel to the floor.
I sat on a nearby chair, spread my legs over the armrests, and ran my hands over my smooth, hairless pussy. I watched Mom’s eyes roll into the back of her head as Aunt Janet twirled her tongue around Mom’s clit.
My pussy begged for attention as I watched Mom and her sister fuck in front of me. I reached into the end table drawer and pulled out a vibrator that Aunt Janet had kept there for moments like this. The pink cock shaped toy buzzed in my hand as I rolled it over my nipples, causing them to harden even more. The vibrations of the toy sent shivers throughout my whole body. The toy cock crept lower as if it had a mind of its own. I ran the vibrator along the outline of my pussy, before running it through my glistening lips. I spread my labia with my other hand as I ran the toy up and down my slit.
“Oh, Aunt Janet, eat, Mommy. I need to watch you make her cum,” I instructed.
Mom’s eyes shot open and met my gaze. Mom had been lost in the moment and hadn’t heard me join them. Mom seemed to delight in my presence.
“Janet, my daughter is fucking herself. She is getting off watching you eat me. Look what you have done to us,” Mom moaned.
I knew Mom loved what Aunt Janet had unleashed in us, yet something in her voice indicated the forbidden nature of it all turned her on more than she expected.
I brought the vibrator up to my clit and held it there. Between reminiscing about my first sex party and the debaucherous show before me, my body began to convulse from my self-pleasure.
“Oh, Mommy, I am going to cum. Cum with me,” I yelled at the top of my lungs.
Mom soon erupted in a guttural scream as she gripped her sister’s head, “Yes!”
Looking at my Mom’s body tremble from her powerful orgasm brought a smile to my face. I loved my mother and was happy that she finally allowed herself to let loose. She looked more content than I had ever seen her before, and I am glad I was part of why she finally felt at peace.
The next day was uneventful. The three of us decided to take it easy in anticipation of the night’s activities. As day became night, we began to get ready for the party.
I rummaged through my closet, looking to find the perfect outfit. I pulled out mini-dress after mini-dress, thinking that would be the best choice. As I tried each one on, I found myself more turned on. The clingy fabric showed off my every curve. Without a bra on, you could easily see my nipples poking out, something I knew my Aunt would love.
Yet, when I looked at myself in the mirror, I realized this wasn’t the route to go. I looked like I was going clubbing, not heading to a sex party. I needed to wear something special tonight.
I came across my schoolgirl outfit and quickly put it on. I put my hair in pigtails and looked in the mirror. I looked hot. The outfit screamed fuck me. Stan and Carol loved when I dressed like this. I have lost count of the number of times they have begged me to wear this outfit to their parties. They were really into roleplay, and this outfit played into all their parent-daughter fantasies.
Yet, the longer I looked at myself in the mirror, the more I realized this was the wrong outfit for tonight. Tonight was Mom’s first sex party, and I want to make this all about her. Searching through my drawers, I suddenly knew what I needed to wear.
I bought a new latex outfit last week, and tonight felt like the perfect occasion to finally wear it. As I prepared to put on the latex, I knew I needed to take extra care to ensure the material went on smoothly. Despite my love for latex, getting it on was sometimes a pain.
I spread the lube all over my body, getting every nook and cranny. The lube was slippery and cool, and I couldn’t help but shiver with excitement. As I began to slide on the latex thigh-high stockings, I could feel my pussy start to moisten.
Next came the latex bodysuit. The material was tight and unforgiving. I took my time, carefully smoothing out any wrinkles or folds as I went. The sensation of the latex against my skin was intense yet exhilarating. It was like a second skin, and I loved how it made me feel.
I then slipped on the latex arm sleeves. With each piece in place, I felt more and more powerful and in control.
Finally, I added a latex chocker and leash to complete the outfit.
Once fully dressed, I grabbed a can of latex shine spray and began to carefully coat my outfit. The spray had a unique scent that was intoxicating. I took my time, ensuring that every inch of the latex was covered with the glossy spray.
Looking at myself in the mirror, I felt incredibly sexy and confident. The latex hugged my body, and the stockings made my legs look long and lean. With the latex now polished, the material was incredibly shiny and eye-catching, and I knew I would be the center of attention at the party.
As I finished getting dressed, I heard murmurs coming from down the hall. I crept down the hallway, hoping to hear what Aunt Janet and Mom were discussing. I saw that their door was ajar and decided to spy on Mom and Aunt Janet as they decided what to wear to the party.
“There is no way you are wearing that, is there?” Mom exclaimed.
Aunt Janet ran her hands over her smooth latex mini-dress. “Of course I am. Gail, you have no idea what power latex gives you. Putting it on transforms you in a way you couldn’t imagine,” Aunt Janet replied.
“Janet, I don’t know about this. I don’t think I can pull off something like that,” Mom said nervously.
Aunt Janet grabbed a tight-fitting latex dress from her closet, “Come on, Gail. You will be surprised by how amazing the latex will make you feel.”
Mom hesitated momentarily before finally saying, “Okay, I’ll try it.”
I could hear the latex crinkling as Mom slithered into the tight red latex dress. I couldn’t believe my once-conservative mother was about to be adorned in a shiny latex dress.
“I can’t believe I am going to say this, but holy shit, this feels so good. I feel really sexy,” Mom admitted.
“I told you so! You look hot,” Aunt Janet proclaimed.
Mom ran her hands over the smooth material of her dress, her mouth opening as a small moan escaped her lips.
“I think my sister likes the feel of latex. While the dress is great, I think we need to get you in something even better,” Aunt Janet grinned, pulling a black latex catsuit out of her dresser.
As Mom eyed the black latex catsuit with apprehension and intrigue, Janet saw an opportunity to push her out of her comfort zone.
“Come on, Gail, give it a try,” Janet urged, holding the catsuit up to Mom’s body.
“I don’t know, Janet. The dress was one thing; this is completely different,” Mom replied, unconvinced.
“Don’t be silly, Gail. You’ve got a great body, and this will show it off,” Aunt Janet said with a mischievous glint in her eye.
Mom took a deep breath before finally saying, “Give me that.”
As Mom struggled to slip into the tight-fitting latex catsuit, Aunt Janet offered to help.
“You need to lube up if you are going to wear something like that,” Aunt Janet explained.
She grabbed a bottle of lube and coated Mom’s body with a generous amount, ensuring the latex would easily glide over her skin.
Janet helped Mom step into the catsuit, guiding it up her legs and over her hips. The latex clung to her, hugging her tightly.
Aunt Janet pulled the catsuit up over Mom’s torso, the material stretching tightly across her large chest. She zipped up the back of the catsuit, ensuring it was snug and secure.
As Mom looked at herself in the mirror, she couldn’t believe how different she looked. The catsuit left little to the imagination, and she could feel her heart racing.
“It’s a bit tight,” Mom said, feeling self-conscious.
“That’s the idea, Gail. It’s supposed to be tight,” Aunt Janet replied with a smirk.
Mom looked at herself in the mirror and was amazed at the transformation.
“I can’t believe I’m wearing this,” Mom said, admiring herself.
“You look incredible, Gail,” Aunt Janet said, handing her the bottle of shiny solution. “Now, let’s make it shine.”
Aunt Janet poured some solution onto her hand and rubbed it over the latex catsuit. Aunt Janet took her time rubbing the polish into the latex and over her sister’s tight body.
Between the moans escaping their mouths, it was clear that both women were enjoying the rub down. When Aunt Janet was done, the material glistened in the light.
With Mom now fully dressed in latex, Janet got to work doing her makeup. Aunt Janet accentuated Mom’s stunning features, highlighting her cheekbones and applying bold red lipstick.
The look in Mom’s eyes was one I had never seen before. It was clear that she had never felt so sexy and empowered before. The latex catsuit had given her a newfound confidence that she never knew she had.
Seeing they were done getting dressed, I knew it was time to show off my outfit. I walked into my Aunt’s room, knelt on the ground, reached my arms out, and presented my leash to Mom and Aunt Janet. Mom looked at me inquisitively, unsure what to make of my actions.
“I submit to your will tonight. I am your slut to do what you wish, Mommy and Aunt Janet,” I proclaimed, my head in submission.
Mom stood there silently. I worried I had taken things too far. It had only been a few days since Mom started reconnecting with her wild side. Yet, here we were, taking her to her first sex party after just initiating an incestuous relationship a few days prior. I feared the added dominant and submissive power dynamics were one step too far.
These fears quickly subsided when Mom grabbed the leash from my hands and put her heel on my head, pushing it to the floor.
“When we are at the party, you will address me as Mistress Mommy. Is that understood, daughter slut?” Mom ordered.
Mom’s sudden transformation took me aback, but I quickly submitted to her will.
“I will do anything you and Aunt Janet say,” I groveled.
Mom pulled her sister into her arms and kissed her ferociously, “You have turned my daughter into quite the slut. It is amazing the power you have over women.”
“Just like I did to you many years ago. My power scared you, and you ran away from me. That won’t happen again, will it?” Aunt Janet said.
Mom looked at her sister, her eyes full of love and lust, “I am never leaving your side again, Janet.”
Their lips smacking together filled my ears as Mom kept pushing my head down. My pussy juices leaked onto my thighs as my pussy quivered.
“We should finish getting ready. We wouldn’t want to keep our hosts waiting,” Janet said.
“Go get touched up, daughter slut,” Mom commanded.
I rushed to my room, eager to make Mommy happy. I reapplied my makeup, straightened my outfit, and tightened my pony.
Soon we were off. We piled into Janet’s car and made our way over to Stan and Carol’s. The car ride was filled with breathless anticipation. The three of us desperately needed to fuck and couldn’t wait to get the night started.
When we walked into the party, the first thing we saw was Stan and Carol going at it in the foyer.
Mom’s mouth was agape as she watched the lewd act. Yet, despite the look of shock on her face, I could tell she was aroused by the scene before her.
Stan saw me and Aunt Janet enter the room from the corner of his eyes.
“Baby doll!” Stan screamed as he ran towards me, his cock still wet from his wife’s cunt.
“Hi, Daddy,” I seductively said, running my hands over his exposed cock.
“Daddy?” Mom repeated, curious about what that was about.
“Stan, this is my sister, Gail, Britney’s Mom. This is her first sex party, so be nice,” Aunt Janet giggled.
Stan reached out to shake Mom’s hand. She looked surprised at the formality of the introduction.
“It is so nice to meet you. Any family member of Janet’s is always welcome. Just remember the first rule of sex parties, no touching unless you ask first,” Stan explained.
“We will make sure she is on her best behavior, Daddy,” I chimed in.
As Stan rejoined his wife, Mom looked over at me, confused.
“What was all that Daddy talk?” she wondered.
“Oh, Stand and Carol have a big incest kink. They love when I roleplay as their slutty daughter,” I explained, with a big grin on my face.
Mom yanked my leash, pulling me close to her. The sudden tug jolted me, but I was happy to see Mom give into her dominant nature.
“Tonight, you are my slut. Is that understood, daughter?” Mom barked, pulling my chocker tight, slightly suffocating me.
“Yes, Mistress Mommy,” I croaked, barely able to speak.
“Good. Now kiss me,” Mom commanded as her shiny red lips met mine.
Kissing Mom in front of all of these strangers sent a jolt straight to my pussy. It was one thing to be intimate with my Aunt in public, but to kiss Mom like this in front of everyone was so naughty.
“Good girl. Janet, how about you show me around?” Mom requested.
“It would be my pleasure,” Aunt Janet replied.
Aunt Janet pulled me along by my leash, leading me around the house. I loved the feeling of giving up control more than I ever thought I would. The cool metal of the leash against my skin reminded me of the power exchange happening between us, and I couldn’t help but surrender to the exhilaration of it all.
“Don’t forget about me,” Mom giggled, grabbing my hand. Her touch was warm and comforting, grounding me amidst the chaos of the party surrounding us. I squeezed her hand, pulling her along.
The first room we hit was the living room, where the pulsating beat of music engulfed us. The atmosphere was electric, and people were swaying to the music.
I looked around, taking in the scene before me. All around us were people in various forms of undress. Women in tight dresses, miniskirts, see-through tops, and some even top-less, were embracing their sexuality and the freedom the party provided them.
Amidst the sea of dancing figures, a Persian girl around my age caught my eye. Her beauty was captivating, with striking deep brown eyes and long midnight black hair. Her silver bikini top and sequined mini skirt perfectly accented her tan skin.
A tall blonde woman, who appeared to be around Mom’s age, pulled the Persian girl close as they danced. As we got closer, I noticed the blonde woman’s hand had slid under the Persian’s girl short skirt. A smile crossed the Persian girl’s face as she rode the blonde’s fingers, gyrating her hips as they danced.
I leaned closer to Aunt Janet, raising my voice to be heard over the music. “Do you know who they are?” I asked, my eyes fixed on the mesmerizing duo.
Aunt Janet followed my gaze and smiled knowingly. “The blonde is Lily, and that Persian girl is Jasmine. She’s Lily’s newest plaything,” she said with a hint of jealousy.
Mom met Jasmine’s sultry eyes. The young girl licked her lips as she stared straight at my unassuming mother.
“It seems like someone has caught your attention,” I teased Mom.
“I-ugh,” Mom stammered, unable to respond.
Seeing Mom unsteady on her feet brought a smile to my face. This whole scene was new to Mom, and the idea of her being turned on by what she saw was just what I was hoping for.
I squeezed Mom’s hand tighter, “we will have to find her later.”
I followed Aunt Janet’s lead. We weaved through the crowd, hot bodies brushing against mine as we moved to the center of the room. The pulsating beats of the music enveloped us, urging us to surrender to its rhythm.
Mom gyrated her body effortlessly to the music, pressing her latex-covered body into mine. The smooth textures of our outfits effortlessly glided over each other as our sweat-covered bodies molded together. I was in awe of her as she moved with confidence and grace that seemed to come naturally to her.
The room was hot, the air heavy with the heat of bodies in motion. The longer we danced, the more my latex bodysuit clung to my skin, accentuating every curve and contour. The sensation was both thrilling and slightly uncomfortable, the fabric molding to me leaving nothing to the imagination.
Beads of sweat trickled down my temples, mingling with the dark strands of my hair. The energy in the room was palpable, a mix of exhilaration and sexual anticipation.
Mom turned around, pushing her latex body into mine, as Aunt Janet pressed her knee into my pussy from behind. As I rode my Aunt’s bare thigh, I ran my hands down Mom’s body, lingering on her latex-covered chest.
“That feels so good, baby,” Mom moaned as I massaged her tits through her latex catsuit.
Leaving my right hand on Mom’s tits, I trailed my other hand lower. The feeling of the smooth latex underhand made my mouth water. The catsuit hugged Mom’s body, making it feel like it was a part of her. As my fingers reached Mom’s latex-covered pussy, I leaned in closer.
“I want to touch your pussy, Mistress Mommy. Please let me,” I breathed into her ear.
“God, yes!” Mom hollered, pushing against my hand.
I cupped Mom’s cunt, massaging it through her skintight suit. Mom moaned loudly, putting on a bit of a show for those around us. It was clear Mom was getting off playing in public, and I was more than happy to help her.
While I continued to worship Mom, Aunt Janet slid her fingers up my thighs, teasing me with every stroke. I yearned for her to touch my pussy, but I could tell she was going to make me earn any additional pleasure.
I released my grip on Mom’s cunt and turned to face my Aunt.
“May I touch you?” I asked, despite knowing the answer.
“Make me cum, my slut,” Aunt Janet said.
I didn’t wait for any further instructions. I slid my hand up Aunt Janet’s latex dress and found her pussy bare and wet. My naughty Aunt wasn’t wearing underwear leaving her pussy available for my wanton fingers. I grazed my fingers around her vulva before running them through her swollen dripping-wet labia. My middle finger easily slid inside her as I felt her pussy gripping the intruding digit.
I pushed another finger into Aunt Janet’s warm, creamy cunt, as she pulled me in for a kiss. Her lips were salty from her sweat, reminding me how intense her dancing had been. I watched Mom move behind her sister, nibbling at her neck and cupping her tits as she pressed her body against her.
I felt like I was dreaming. Here I was, fingering and kissing my Aunt while her sister, my mother, teased her while we danced at a sex party.
Aunt Janet ground her pussy into my fingers, my palm tickling her clit with every gyration. Mom tugged at her nipples through the smooth material of Aunt Janet’s dress. Aunt Janet’s nipples were very sensitive, and I knew she wouldn’t last long.
“Twist my nipples, Gail. Oh, god, your daughter is going to make me cum,” she moaned before clasping my shoulder to stop her from falling.
Aunt Janet turned her head to kiss Mom. Watching them kiss was a reminder of how much had changed in the past few days and that there was no going back from this.
Moments later, Jasmine approached Mom, “I couldn’t help but catch your little show,” she said, leaning into Mom.
I could tell Mom was shocked by Jasmine’s forward nature, yet I was pleasantly surprised that Mom welcomed her advances.
“It was pretty wild, huh?” Mom stammered.
“To be honest, I haven’t been able to keep my eyes off you since I saw you noticing me earlier,” Jasmine admitted.
“Well, it isn’t every day that I see someone as ravishing as you,” Mom flirted.
I was shocked by Mom’s boldness, but I loved it. Mom took her chance and moved ever closer to Jasmine.
“You know Lily and I aren’t exclusive,” Jasmine announced.
“Then I hope it is okay that I kiss you,” Mom said, inching closer to the young tanned goddess.
A simple nod was all Jasmine gave as she kissed my mother’s eager lips. Mom grabbed Jasmine, caressing her ass while they made out.
Aunt Janet and I smiled at each other, enjoying watching Mom embrace her wild side.
“Look what you have done,” I teased Aunt Janet.
She nudged me back, “Don’t play all innocent with me,” she laughed.
Aunt Janet and I continued to dance together while Mom and Jasmine made out next to us.
A few minutes later, Mom tapped me on my shoulder. “Jasmine wants to show me one of the playrooms. Come,” she said, taking my leash and pulling me with them.
While I knew Mom was excited to see what the playrooms were like, I worried she would be overwhelmed by what she saw and want to leave.
“Oh my,” Mom muttered to herself as she walked into the darkly lit room.
The playroom was large, with a huge mattress on the floor and couches against the wall. Everywhere you looked, people were fucking and sucking. Several men and women were touching themselves along the outskirts of the room, watching the action.
“I want to taste you,” Jasmine told Mom, leading her to an open seat on a couch next to a broad-shouldered man fucking a purple-haired woman.
Mom looked at me, almost for permission. I mouthed to her, “Go for it.”
Jasmine knelt between my mother’s legs, running her hands up and down her latex-covered thighs. Mom looked enraptured by Jasmine’s touch as they gazed into each other’s eyes.
Jasmine slowly unzipped the crotch zipper of Mom’s catsuit, bringing her glistening pussy into sight for the first time tonight. Even from across the room, you could see how wet and swollen Mom’s cunt was. As Jasmine kissed her way up Mom’s thighs, Mom teased her breasts through the latex material.
“Please lick my pussy, Jasmine. Show this old lady what your young talented tongue can do,” Mom pleaded.
Jasmine licked up and down Mom’s slit, spreading her labia with the broadside of her tongue. With every lick, Jasmine lapped up as much of Mom’s juices as she could.
“That feels so good!” Mom moaned.
“It is about to feel better,” Jasmine grinned.
Jasmine ran her tongue up Mom’s slit one more time before swirling her tongue around Mom’s clit and sucking it into her mouth. Mom grabbed Jasmine’s head, pulling her into her crotch, as Jasmine licked and nibbled at Mom’s sensitive clit.
Watching Mom getting eaten out was a huge turn-on, and I desperately needed to please myself. I looked at Aunt Janet, whose fingers were deep inside her pussy, hoping she would let me get some relief.
“Can I touch myself, Mistress?” I asked.
Aunt Janet simply said, “No,” and continued masturbating, watching her sister’s pussy get eaten.
My body needed relief, but I submitted to Janet’s will. I turned my attention back to my mother, hoping that watching her be pleasured would distract me from my burning desire.
While I looked away, Jasmine slid several fingers into Mom’s needy cunt, spreading her wide as she continued to suck on her clit.
Mom met Jasmine’s fingers with abandon, her hips bouncing off the couch to meet her every thrust. At this point, sweat dripped down Mom’s brow as her eyes rolled as far back in her head as they could.
“Yes!” Mom screamed as a flood of pussy juices erupted over Jasmine’s face.
Jasmine slurped up as much of Mom’s wetness as she could before pulling Mom down onto the mattress in the center of the room.
Jasmine barely gave my mother a second to catch her breath before sitting on Mom’s face. Mom didn’t wait for Jasmine to say anything; she stuck out her tongue and tasted the young pussy before her.
“Wow, you are good at that,” Jasmine smiled, “you must have a lot of experience.”
I noticed Mom chuckling at the comment as she continued to eat Jasmine’s cunt. Little did Jasmine know how new this all was to Mom.
A gorgeous man in his thirties approached Mom and her young lover, “May I join you?” he politely asked.
Mom and Jasmine looked at each other before replying in unison, “Yes, please!”
“I’m John, by the way,” he said as he ran his cock up and down Mom’s needy cunt. I watched intently as Mom took hold of John’s cock and guided it inside her.
“Yes!” Mom hollered as she thrust her hips towards John, plunging his cock deep into her tight cunt.
It had been years since Mom had been with a man, and I could tell she was loving every minute of it.
Jasmine leaned forward, grabbing hold of Mom’s tits to help balance herself, as Mom continued to fuck this gorgeous man. John pulled Jasmine’s face towards him, passionately kissing her as she rode Mom’s face.
Mom took advantage of Jasmine’s new position and slid two fingers into her creamy pussy.
The young Persian girl eagerly welcomed Mom’s digits and pressed hard against them. Mom decided to take a chance, withdrew one finger from Jasmine’s pussy, and began using it to massage the younger woman’s asshole.
“Do it!” Jasmine urged Mom.
Mom slid her pussy-juice lubed finger into Jasmine’s ass, filling both her ass and pussy simultaneously.
“That feels so good. Please don’t stop. Fuck my ass and pussy. Lick my clit. Yes,” Jasmine muttered, almost possessed.
Mom continued her assault on Jasmine’s body, bringing her closer and closer to orgasm. Soon Jasmine was cumming all over Mom’s face. Mom’s face glowed in the barely lit room as Jasmine slithered her body next to Mom’s.
Mom looked up at John and directed him to, “Fuck me hard. I want you to cum deep inside me.”
She cradled her arm around John’s neck and wrapped her legs around his waist. The two of them began moving as one. Mom met John’s every thrust, pushing her hips against his engorged cock. Jasmine lay beside them, kissing Mom as she fucked this fine stranger.
“Cum in me. I need to feel your cum,” Mom roared.
John’s body soon convulsed as his cock filled my mother with his seed.
“That was incredible,” Mom rejoiced.
“I hope to see you around,” John said as he got up and walked away.
Mom turned to look at Jasmine, who was still lying beside her.
“Thank you for that,” Jasmine said, kissing her sweetly.
“It was all my pleasure. This is my first time at a party like this, and I couldn’t have imagined having an opportunity to play with someone as gorgeous and generous as you,” Mom responded before giving Jasmine one last kiss.
Mom soon joined Aunt Janet and me on the other side of the room.
“I’m really proud of you, Gail,” Janet said, hugging her sister tightly.
“Me too. I feel closer to you now than ever before,” I added.
The three of us were hugging each other tightly when I felt a tap on my shoulder.
“We were looking for you. Daddy and Mommy want to play,” Carol said, taking my hand and leading us away from the playroom to their private suite.
Entering Stan and Carol’s room, I couldn’t believe what was about to happen.
Aunt Janet tugged tightly on my leash, indicating that I should kneel.
“Show Mistress Mommy how good of a cock sucker you are,” she commanded.
My mouth watered at the idea of sucking a cock in front of my once-conservative mother. I made a come hither gesture to Stan and watched as he made his way to me. The crotch of my bodysuit was slick with my pussy juices anticipating the fucking I would soon get.
“Daddy has been looking forward to this all night,” Stan said as I licked up and down his thick cock.
“Watch your daughter, Gail. She has become even sluttier than you could imagine,” Aunt Janet said while slipping her hand into Mom’s tight latex catsuit.
Mom gasps at the sudden intrusion of her sister’s slim fingers into her soaking wet pussy.
“Your mother looks like she is having fun,” Stan joked.
I couldn’t help but giggle around Stan’s dick, almost choking on it. I pulled off for a second to quickly catch my breath.
“Mistress Mommy is getting back in touch with her wild side,” I informed him while taking his cock as far down my throat as I could.
“Your daughter has quite the talented tongue,” Carol purred as she kissed Mom’s neck.
Mom grabbed Carol’s face and pulled her in for a kiss. Seeing my playtime Mommy kiss my actual mother was almost too much for me.
I pulled my mouth off Stan’s cock, a string of saliva lingering between us.
“Mistress Janet, can I please get fucked? My tight young cunt desperately needs to be filled,” I begged.
“You will have your needs met once, and only once I have my way with you. Is that understood?” Aunt Janet informed me.
I was shaking, so overwhelmed with lust at the thought of pleasing my beautiful Aunt.
Aunt Janet lay on the bed, pulling me down by my leash. I ran my hands through her silky blonde hair, gazing into her alluring eyes. For a moment, I was transfixed by her beauty, unable to do anything but stare at her. This woman changed the trajectory of my life, and I will never be able to repay her for that.
I brushed the back of my hand against her cheek and brought my lips to hers. Aunt Janet’s lipstick smeared on my lips; the smooth texture felt like an invitation to kiss her deeper. I ran my tongue along the outside of her lips, teasing her, making her yearn for my tongue to invade her mouth.
A yank at my leash reminded me who was in control, and I obliged my Aunt’s need for my tongue. Aunt Janet sucked my tongue into her mouth. I could feel her smiling at the edges of her lips as our tongues finally met.
We made out like teenagers, running our hands over each other’s bodies. The sound of our latex outfits creaking filled the room as our latex outfits rubbed against each other.
I nibbled Aunt Janet’s neck while my hands worshipped her plump breasts. I traced my fingers around the outline of her tits, causing her nipples to grow even more taut. Her breasts were slightly more than a handful, perfectly filling out her latex dress.
Aunt Janet’s eraser size nipples poked through the dress, begging to be played with. I kissed around her clavicle before kissing down the smooth rubbery tasting dress. I licked and sucked on her sensitive tits, ensuring I didn’t tear the latex. Aunt Janet pushed her chest up, meeting my lips, as she spread her legs wide.
My fingers grazed the inside of her thighs, trailing higher with every second. There was an anticipation in the air, and I could feel all eyes on me as I began exploring my Aunt’s hot wet slit.
“You got this! Show my sister how good you are with your fingers,” Mom cheered.
I did my best to control my laughter, but it was hard not to chuckle at the absurdity of my Mom cheering me on just like she did at my track meets.
Pushing those thoughts out of my head, I focused on the task at hand. I dragged my fingers along the outside of her labia, taking in the softness and smoothness of her lower lips. Aunt Janet’s pussy shone from her wetness, enticing me to explore her wet folds.
I skimmed the exposed skin around her vulva once more before stroking my finger up and down her slit, brushing my fingers on her clit with every pass. Aunt Janet’s hips began to hump against my fingers, seemingly unable to control her reaction.
Her clit called out to me, and I gently began circling her sensitive nub. Aunt Janet’s breathing was getting more labored the longer I played with her clit. I could tell that I was torturing her and that she was loving every minute of it.
Aunt Janet pulled on my leash once more. “I need you to eat my pussy, is that understood?” Aunt Janet ordered.
Without hesitation, I dropped to my knees and slurped up as much of Janet’s wetness as possible.
“Just like that,” Aunt Janet shrieked.
Aunt Janet’s tangy juices tasted wonderful as I licked her cunt. Like she had taught me several weeks earlier, I used the flat of my tongue to circle her clit, before embedding two fingers deep inside her.
“Your daughter is going to make me cum, Gail,” Aunt Janet screeched as she yanked on my hair.
I increased the pressure of my tongue, picking up the pace of my circling. Aunt Janet’s hips were bucking under my touch. Soon a stream of wetness covered my tongue and chin. I did my best to lick Aunt Janet through her orgasm, but her body shook like I had never seen it before. It was clear that getting fucked before Daddy Stan, Mommy Carol, and her sister turned her on more than I had realized.
“That was amazing. Come here,” Aunt Janet said, pulling me up for a kiss.
“Well, that was hot,” Carol exclaimed.
“So, can I get fucked now, Mistress?” I begged.
Aunt Janet smacked my ass before telling me to “Enjoy yourself.”
I saw Stan’s face light up at Aunt Janet’s pronouncement. It was clear he was excited to fuck me.
I looked at Stan with the biggest doe eyes I could muster, “Daddy, will you please fuck me now?” I asked as innocently as possible.
Stan gingerly laid me on his bed, unzipped the crotch of my bodysuit, and spread my legs wide.
“Daddy needs his hot daughter’s cunt,” he growled as he stretched my cunt with his thick cock.
“Finally,” I yelped, feeling his cock split me open.
I wrapped my legs around Stan’s ass, pushing him deeper inside me. I’d been dying to cum all night, and being filled by Stan’s cock was almost more than I could take.
“Fuck my daughter, Stan,” Mom commanded.
Stan eagerly complied with Mom’s wishes. He took my legs over his shoulders, allowing his cock to plunge deeper into me with every thrust. After hours of watching and teasing, I was already on the verge of orgasm, and with Stan fucking me like this, I wasn’t going to last long.
“Harder, Daddy. I am so close,” I wailed.
The sloshing of my wet pussy filled my ears as Stan slowly withdrew his cock almost all the way out of my cunt before impaling me with his whole rod again. With each plunge, I pressed my pelvis into his, stimulating my clit.
The sensation was too much, and my body erupted in orgasmic bliss.
“Daddy!” I yelled at the top of my lungs as I almost passed out from overwhelming pleasure.
Stan wasn’t done, though, and neither was I. While I had never had a cock in my ass, I suddenly yearned to be double fucked by Stan and Mommy Carol.
“Let me ride you,” I said.
Stan quickly obliged and laid on his back. I mounted him, grabbed his cum covered cock, and slid it back inside me. I began to move my hips back and forth, grinding myself on him.
“That feels so good, sweetie,” Daddy Stan moaned.
I was glad Daddy Stan was enjoying himself, but I needed more.
“Mommy Carol, grab the strap-on from your nightstand. I want you in my ass,” I said.
Everyone looked shocked at my pronouncement, but Carol quickly ran to her drawer and pulled out her toy and a bottle of lube.
“Let me,” Aunt Janet said, taking the lube from Carol.
Aunt Janet liberally spread the lube around my anus and all over her finger as she began to massage my asshole, getting it ready for the fake cock I was soon to take.
I took a deep breath as Janet pressed her finger inside me. I could feel my asshole clench around her finger as she moved it in and out of me.
When she felt my ass was ready, she added another finger and then another. With each finger, I felt fuller and more stretched out.
“I think I’m ready,” I declared.
Mommy Carol lubed up her fake cock and spread more lube on my anus before carefully penetrating me.
“So full,” I groaned.
Daddy Stan stopped moving, allowing me to adjust to the new sensation of having my two holes filled. Mom laid beside me on the bed, stroking my back, ensuring I was okay. Despite the naughty nature of the activity, I had never felt so loved.
After a few minutes, I indicated that I was ready. Carol carefully moved the fake cock in and out of my tight anus. There was a mixture of slight pain, along with overwhelming pleasure.
As the pain dissipated, I told Daddy Stan what I needed, “Daddy, Mommy Carol, fuck me. I need it. Fill my holes like the little slut I am,” I said.
Carol and Stan began moving in rhythm as their cocks slid in and out of holes. The feeling was more than I could have ever imagined. I grunted like a wild animal, unable to control the sounds coming out of my mouth.
“I think my little niece likes it,” Aunt Janet teased as she lay on the bed beside us, running a vibrator up and down her engorged pussy.
“Ride Daddy’s cock, while Mommy takes your virgin ass,” Daddy Stan repeated over and over again, clearly enjoying the experience.
Mommy Carol’s breasts grazed my back with every thrust. The feeling of her hard nipples against the slippery latex tickled my back, adding to the experience.
I had never felt so naughty, but I needed more.
“Mommy, come here,” I called out.
I grabbed Mom’s latex-covered ass and pulled her pussy toward my face. I shuttered at the thought that I was about to lick the pussy that birthed me while getting double stuffed.
Mom held onto the back of my head as I licked up and down her drenched pussy. I could taste the cum of the man that fucked her earlier as it continued to drip out of her cunt. John’s salty cream mixed with her tangy juices as I licked the last remnants of the cream pie he left behind.
As I continued to lap at Mommy’s pussy, I could feel Daddy Stan’s cock swell.
“Cum for me, Daddy. Fill your slut of a daughter with your hot seed. Fill my womb,” I moaned, knowing Stan loved breeding roleplay.
Spurt after spurt of his hot, sticky cream covered my nubile pussy walls. I loved the feeling of his cock throbbing deep inside me with every squirt.
Hearing my dirty talk was enough to get Mom off one last time, “Take his seed. God, my daughter is making me cum as she is getting filled,” Mom groaned.
Stan’s now flaccid cock, plopped out of my cum filled pussy. Carol carefully withdrew the strap-on from my ass as it slowly shrunk back to normal size.
We collapsed in a ball of sweat on the bed.
“Well, I think that was a successful first sex party,” Mom quipped.
The five of us lay together, holding each other for another few minutes before saying our goodbyes.
The night was beautiful, perfect for a walk along the shore. We decided to pick up the car tomorrow and began walking home.
Mom held Aunt Janet’s and my hands as we walked home. Tears began to well in her eyes as she looked at us lovingly.
“Thank you, you two. I was so scared of myself that I ran away from who I was. The two of you helped me realize it is okay to let loose and be wild, and I love you for that. I can’t go back to the life I lived before. Janet, I want you to be with me. I need to be close to you,” Mom pronounced.
“Yes! I want that too. I can’t imagine my life without the two of you,” Janet replied.
As we walked back to Aunt Janet’s house, the three of us held each other tight, unsure of the future, but we knew that whatever it was, it would be wild.