Attack of the Tickle Monster
By Montrose
Aunt Fanny is the best! Or is she?


Aunt Fanny was a legend in my mind. She wasn't a real aunt. I mean, she and my
dad grew up in the same house but it was two single moms that had moved in
together each with one child. Pity my dad that he turned out to be the runt. I
looked over at him standing by my mom. He seemed like a solid man; 6 feet
tall, maybe 165 pounds, in good shape for his early 40s. Mom by contrast came
up to his shoulder and maybe tipped 125 on the scale. But Aunt Fanny was a
phenomenon.

Last I saw her I was 14, and I remember her towering over my dad. I also
remember her playfully knocking him around the house then sitting on him and
tickling him until he cried for mercy, for a long, long time. She didn't hand
out mercy cheap. And I remember mom kicking up her heels and laughing the
entire time. Back then Aunt Fanny could hold me down with one hand and tickle
me. That is when I dubbed her the Tickle Monster. But now I was 18 - tall as
my dad and 155 pounds. But I studied self defense and worked out. I bet I
would hold old Aunt Fanny down this time!

And so we waited at the airport for her to come down to baggage. Would I
recognize her after all this time? But then I saw a towering woman with a wide
smile and wondered how I could ever confuse her for anyone else. "Aunt Fanny!"
I yelled and rushed into her arms.

She hoisted me up and swung me around in a breath crushing hug. She smothered
me with kisses. "Is this my little Junior?" she whooped. Everyone called me
Junior because I had dad's name, Richard, and neither of us wanted any of the
variations (Rich, Dick etc.).

After she dropped me she slipped her bag off her shoulder and stuffed it into
my arms. When she let go it nearly hit the floor! I struggled with it behind
her as she strode over to greet mom and dad. She didn't look as old as 35 -
but I think that was about right - she was younger than dad. She wore heels
that pushed her another three inches into the air, but even without them she
would have stood 6 feet 2 inches. She was wearing a short sleeve black top and
matching short skirt that showed off her fair skin and long blonde hair. The
sleeves stretched tight around big firm upper arms. The skirt was short enough
to show off a great set of meaty legs. I was embarrassed to realize how much I
enjoyed walking behind her and watching her hips swing as she walked. She
moved with grace and a hypnotic, feminine swing to her well formed rump. Such
grace in motion for someone nearing 200 pounds of muscular woman! I was glad
her big shoulder bag hid the growing lump in my pants as I carried it along in
her wake.

She grabbed dad's outstretched hand and squeezed it until his eyes watered.
"Little Dicky... how are you, squirt?" She bellowed. Dad winced some more.
Without waiting for an answer she got him in a headlock and rubbed her
knuckles up and down on the top of his head.

"Ouch!" He yelped with his face buried in her ample chest. "Fine, Fanny. Just
fine." She laughed and let him go. His face was beet-red and his hair was a
sight. He sheepishly put it back in place and stood as if waiting for orders.
Was this my bossy, take charge dad?

Then Aunt Fanny stepped toe-to-toe with my normally demure mom. Mom rocked
back on her heels and looked up into Aunt Fanny's smiling eyes. "Thanks for
coming, gorgeous. How's the air up there?" She asked.

Aunt Fanny pulled her up as if she were a child and gave her a big kiss (on
the lips I noticed). Then she said, "See for yourself, sugar drop."

Mom sighed and hugged Aunt Fanny, then kissed her back, then said "It's so
good to see you Fanny. Let's go home."

"Got two more bags." Said Aunt Fanny. We waited by the carousel until a
massive black bag appeared. Aunt Fanny, still holding mom on her hip, pulled
the bag up into the air with one hand and then buried my father under it. Mom
and Aunt Fanny laughed as dad struggled to free himself from under it. Aunt
Fanny grabbed her second bag (half the size of the first) and dropped that
next to dad. "Here, Little Dicky." She said as she kicked the big bag off of
him. You take the small one. Then she hoisted the big one up over her left
shoulder with mom on her right hip and wagged toward the door.

I watched for a while as dad struggled to lift the smaller bag (bigger than
the one I had). But eventually my joy in watching Aunt Fanny walk won out and
I left him there as I ran after her and mom.

Aunt Fanny plopped into the driver's seat no questions asked. Dad managed to
load his bag into the back and sat in back with me. "What took you so long
squirt?" Asked Aunt Fanny in the rear view mirror. Dad just panted and
blushed.

I could tell dad wanted to ask Aunt Fanny to slow down. She was driving like a
bat out of hell and the car was less than a year old. He was still making
payments. Before we were on the highway, lights began flashing behind us.

"Sweet!" said Aunt Fanny as she pulled over. "I haven't messed with a
motorcycle cop in months." The cop parked behind us and strode up to her
window. "What can I do for you sweety?" Asked Aunt Fanny with a wink. "As if I
didn't hope."

The cop smiled. "May I see your license, beautiful?" he replied.

"Well now..." she mused. "that all depends."

He stopped smiling. "Depends?"

"On whether you can find it on me." Aunt Fanny replied as she opened the door.
The cop backed up and put one hand reflexively on his gun when he saw the size
of her. "Are you man enough to frisk me?" she asked. "Here, let me assume the
position." And she did; legs wide, hands on the roof of the car, ass sticking
out.

The smile returned to the cop's face as he reached up her big body to begin
the search. His groin had to come into repeated contact with her hams in order
to frisk her fully, it seemed. She moaned with pleasure. The cop moaned back.
When he slipped his hand up between her legs Aunt Fanny turned on him. "That's
far enough Barney Fife!" she hollered. Then she grabbed him by the collar and
the crotch and lifted him up over her head! For a few seconds she just held
him there over her head. He reached for his gun, but she shook him so hard he
dropped it. "Silly boy." She snarled. From the driver's side of the car she
threw him well over the car and deep into the ditch on the other side. He hit
hard and bounced against a tree.

I thought Aunt Fanny would use the moment to get away. But instead she walked
calmly over to the ditch. "I'd stay down if I were you, Barney." She boomed.
He was trying to stand, but wisely opted to drop to his knees and stay put.
"It looks to me like you have three choices." Said Aunt Fanny. "One - come on
up here and get her ass fed to you. Two - let me go and report what happened.
And three - let me go and forget this ever happened. Now which choice will
keep you from being a laughing stock?"

The cop, still kneeling and gasping for air from his bump on the tree, waved a
hand as if asking her to leave.

"Good choice, Barney." Aunt Fanny climbed back into the car and peeled out
spraying so much gravel that she dinged up the cop's bike and forced him to
retreat to shelter.

Mom and Aunt Fanny and I laughed about that the rest of the way home. Dad was
still brooding.

Mom had cooked a huge roast and Aunt Fanny made sure she didn't have any
leftovers. After all the food was gone Aunt Fanny said, "Dishes time! You know
what that means, squirt!"

"I'll do the dishes!" shouted dad jumping up and grabbing a plate.

"Now you know that aint how it works." Aunt Fanny cooed as she rose and pulled
the plate from his trembling hands.

Oh yeah... I thought. This is how it starts.

"Whoever wins the tickle war gets out of doing dishes." She said as she
stepped toward him and he backed up to a wall.

"But you always win." He whimpered.

"I sure do, little Dicky. When's the last time you made me wash a dish with
the tickle war?"

"Uh..." dad stammered as she drew closer, pinning him to the wall.

"It was when I was 5 and you were 12." Said Aunt Fanny. "By the time I turned
6 I was bigger than you and could make you do anything I wanted." She patted
dad lightly on his trembling face. "It sure made up for those first 5 years."

"I'm sorry." He whispered.

"I bet you are." She whispered back. "But it is too late for that." Then she
looked at her watch. "The war starts... NOW!" She grabbed his helpless form
and carried him into the living room where mom already sat curled up on the
couch.

"Over here please, Fanny." Said mom pointing to the floor at her feet. "I want
to see it all." She took a sip of her martini and giggled.

"My pleasure Jane." Said Aunt Fanny. She thumped dad down right where mom had
indicated. He squirmed helplessly as she sat down on his chest with her thick
knees on his arms. Then she held her wiggling fingers up over his eyes. "Here
comes the Tickle Monster!" she snarled down at him. Dad yelled and struggled
like hell, but it didn't do any good. Aunt Fanny reached behind and dug her
fingers into his ribs and the tickle fest was on.

Within seconds he gave up, of course. But Aunt Fanny didn't play like that.
She didn't stop because you gave up or begged for mercy as he moved on to soon
after. She stopped when she got bored about 35 minutes later.

I don't know if you've ever been held down and tickled mercilessly for over a
half hour, but you are spent at the end of it. Dad lay in a pool of his own
sweat, panting and gasping, unable to get up. Aunt Fanny sat on the couch with
her arm around mom helping her finish the pitcher of martinis and surfing
cable for a good movie.

"Wow." I finally gasped from the corner.

Aunt Fanny winked at me. "You bet your ass, wow, boy." She said. "I suggest
you treat girls kindly. Cuz if you don't we can grow into real life-long
problems."

"Yes Aunt Fanny." I promised.

Dad was finally crawling on shaky arms to the kitchen. Mom caught me staring
at Aunt Fanny's long legs. "Go help your father." She commanded.

"Yes mom." I reluctantly left to help the defeated old man.

He really didn't have much left in him so I did most of the work. When he
could speak I didn't like what I heard. "That bitch is the devil herself!" He
muttered in low tones.

"I think she's cool." I snapped back. "And I bet you wouldn't tell her that to
her face."

He dropped into a kitchen chair, then looked up at me with bloodshot eyes. "Of
course not." He snapped back. "She would tear me limb from limb! What do you
think your mom and her have planned for tonight?" He asked in a hoarse
whisper.

I just gave him a puzzled look as I put the last plate into the dish washer.

"You mark my words!" He leaned forward. "I'll be on the couch and those two
will be up partying in... MY bed!" he trembled with impotent rage. "MY wife!"

I felt disgusted by him. No one wants to here that crap about their own mom,
and certainly not from their broken father. And not after he's been acting
like such a bossy ass for the last few weeks, I flapped the wet dishrag on his
lap. He looked up at me with anger burning red in his eyes.

"I loaded the dishwasher." I said flatly. "You do the pans." And I walked out
on him.

Back in the living room mom was sitting up on the back of the couch and
massaging Aunt Fanny's thick shoulder muscles. Her big, perfect feet rested
bare on our coffee table. I wanted to offer to massage them. Aunt Fanny had
her eyes closed, enjoying the pleasure.

"Go do your homework." Said mom. "Then go out or play in your room or
something." Was she trying to keep me away from Aunt Fanny?

I started to back-talk but Aunt Fanny slowly opened her big blue eyes and
fixed them on me waiting for my answer.

"Yes mom." I promised and fled up the stairs.

"Smart boy you have there, Jane." I heard Aunt Fanny say. "A lot smarter than
his dad. Cuter too."

That last statement made my head swim through the small handful of homework I
had to do on that Friday night. It took longer because I only used one hand.
The other was forever busy in my lap nursing along the raging woody that had
not subsided since the airport.

My mind jumped to Amy, the girl at school I had been softening up for a date.
She finally agreed to go to a movie with me but that wasn't until tomorrow
night! And it was a first date! I wondered if she would consider taking a walk
tonight (to a quiet alley to give me head). Crap. Of course not. I thought
about Glenda, whom I had dumped on Amy's insistence before she agreed to go
out with me. Crap. If I got my bone near Glenda now she'd probably bite it
off.

Of course who I really wanted was Aunt Fanny.

I felt silly even thinking about it. I mean, I know she's not really my aunt.
But she could have anyone. And she's so worldly! I could never get anyone half
as fine.

I looked in the mirror. I saw a young kid - 18. Maybe handsome for a kid.
Whatever that is. Who would Aunt Fanny want to go out with? According to dad
she wants to go out with mom. Why did that thought make my throbbing tool more
insistent? "We're talking about mom, for fuck's sake!" I muttered at my mirror
self as I pulled at my groin. "Why can't Aunt Fanny sleep in my room?"

"Because you never asked."

I nearly jumped out of my skin! There she was standing in my doorway - more
than filling my doorway - ducking in my doorway! And I was talking to my
mirror with a hand full of boner!

"I... it... they..." I stammered quickly until she placed a single big finger
over my lips.

"Easy, Junior." She cooed down at me as she stroked my long brown hair.
"Nobody's gonna hurt you... yet." She winked at me.

"I was just..."

"Pulling on your cock and thinking of your old Aunt Fanny?" She finished more
truthfully than I would have. "You wouldn't be the first. But I am flattered,
Junior." She whispered as she led me over to sit with her on my bed. "I mean,
the girls must be climbing all over a sweet stud like you." Her hand ran up
and down my chest.

I couldn't stand it! I leaped into her arms and tried kissing her! My hand
shot out and got a handful of her hot breast!

She giggled, flipped me onto my back with one hand, then rolled on top of me
laying down, crushing me into the comforter. She giggled as she gnawed my
neck!

Shivers ran all over me! My hands were free to roam her fine ass and my lips
were free to roam her neck and cheeks but I wanted to do so much more! But I
couldn't move! She even got my legs trapped in a grape vine hold.

She giggled and giggled as she kept licking and kissing and torturing me.

I screamed out. "Oh Jesus! Oh GOD!"

"Are you getting religion out of this?" she teased. "That's a strange
reaction."

"I'm going to explode!" I grunted as I thrust my hard bone up at her.

"Is that what you wanna do?" she whispered conspiratorially. "Explode all over
your dear old Aunty?"

"Oh god yes!" I panted.

"Okay." She purred. "But you're gonna have to earn it. And if you're a bad
boy, Aunty will give you a spanking."

"What? What do I have to do?"

She grabbed my head and held it still and looked into my eyes until she had my
frantic attention under control. "Eat me." She growled. "Please me. And I
mean, like a pro. I'm gonna teach you to be a man tonight, Junior."

"Oh... thank you Aunty!" I panted.

She rose to a kneeling position over me and peeled off her top. I was stunned
that she wasn't wearing a bra! Her high-riding big rack was a match for any
girl's I had dated and she was twice their age! Her belly held the ripple of
muscle under just the hint of smooth fat, perfect for nuzzling. Her arms were
a sight! There were muscles in places I didn't know they grew! Then she pulled
off her black pleated mini and flipped it onto my floor lamp. All she had on
now was a scant pair of black lace panties.

"Now you." She panted. I saw her headlamps harden and protrude. Was she
actually getting worked up for me?!? She grabbed my pull-over shirt and ripped
it in half down the front. Then she licked my hard belly. Yep. I guess she
was! "Yummy fresh meat!" she snarled as her one hands made quick work of
opening and pushing my pants down to my ankles.

Her eyes locked on mine. Suddenly I felt hunted. And more than a little
frightened.

I lay trembling under her as she crawled up, bringing her groin just above my
chin. She grabbed at her panties and pulled them in two, dropping the scant
shreds on my quilt. Her muff was blonde too, and shaved down to a thin line.

She wrapped her big hands around my skull and mashed it up into her groin! It
felt like she would shove my entire skull up inside her! But she just smeared
my face up and down on her wet clam, shuddered and moaned. "Ohhhhhh.... This
is gonna be goooooood."

I started using my tongue. Glenda had been into this sort of thing too. I was
beginning to get the idea all girls were.

"That's nice Junior." She grunted as she pushed my head instructively to the
left. "But a bit more over here.... That-a-boy! Oh yeah!" She moaned and
humped faster. "Not so hard. Gentle with my pie, honey. Don't eat it all up."
We both giggled.

Now, maybe I only thought my girlfriends had experienced an orgasm in my
presence. Or maybe my Aunty's orgasms were as mighty as the rest of her. All
I know is at first I thought the house was collapsing! And with her big quim
and ass in my face I couldn't see a thing! I mean she scared the fuck out of
me!

But once the first wave passed and she fell to gentler aftershocks I
recognized what was going on. That and the sudden splash of hot juice all over
my face. I lapped up all I could as she shuddered above me "Ohhhhhh....
Goooood boy!" she purred. "Clean up your aunty real good."

Then she smiled down mischievously at me. "Now it's party time, you lucky
boy!"

And with that she came about so her ass plopped directly on my face. I
panicked that she would smother me for a moment until she bent down, lifting
her rump just enough to give me air.

And then I felt my entire bone slide down her throat! Just like it was made to
be there! I am not ashamed to admit that I came hard within seconds. Actually
I'm rather proud that the force of that first load nearly choked her!

"My god, Junior!" She sputtered and laughed as I caked her face with a second
load. "What have they been feeding you?!"

"Does it taste good, Aunty?" I snarled, still stiff and ready for more action.

"Mmmmm." She lapped at the drips around her lips. "Let me try for some more
and I'll let you know." She bravely dived back down on my pole. It took her
longer this time to coach a choking pile up out of me, but by god she got it
done!

And she had to give up! "I'm gonna be sick if I swallow all that!" She gurgled
as she crawled into position. "Here. You've earned it." She said. And she
offered her ass to me.

I didn't wait for a second invitation. I was up on my knees in a flash behind
her and crammed my wet wood deep up her luscious rump. I was so slippery
already no lube was needed. Our sweat mingled as I humped away. My bone is big
at 11 inches, but Aunty took it on, no problem.

"Ride me, big boy!" She encouraged me. I slapped her big cheeks and hammered
for all I was worth bouncing on her ass over and over!

Before I blew that load I pulled out and watched it shoot up her back and into
her long hair.

"Oh very nice!" She laughed. "Are you trying to shower me in your man juice?"

"Why not?" I panted. "I've got one more good load ready to go!"

"Wait!" she yelled as she quickly turned around so she could jerk me off and
send it all over her tits and belly. Now she truly was dripping from
everywhere.

It was her turn. She looked at herself in my mirror. "Wow." She said. Then she
looked at me. "Junior... You... are a fucking cum factory."

We both laughed. Then she saw my bone was still hard. "Good god!" She almost
looked scared, in an amused sort of way. "You young boys are like rabbits,
aren't you?"

"Care for another go Aunty?" I begged.

"In for a penny." She chuckled and laid back while I drove my meat smooth as
silk up her dripping pie.

It took a while and my sides were red hot by the time we both came one last
time. I shot most of that load deep inside of her before pulling out and
letting a few drops arch up to her gasping face.

"Wow." She panted from the bed as I fell to the floor, finally limp. "Are you
done with your poor old aunty yet, boy?" pant gasp. "That's the best workout
I've had in days." We both giggled.

A while later she slipped back into her skirt - no panties of course. And we
couldn't find her top. When she opened the door, mom was standing there. I
jumped into the closet being naked and covered in goo.

"Were you listening at the door, Jane?" Asked Aunt Fanny.

"No. I just chased Richard away." She replied. Then she saw Aunt Fanny. "By
all the saints, Fanny! You look like a glazed donut!"

Fanny laughed and pushed her along down the hall as she closed my door. "C'mon
Jane. I'll let you clean me up in the shower before we retire. I'm beat."

I slept like the dead.

The next morning dad had breakfast ready per Aunt Fanny's orders. Our plates
were piled high as he waited on us. And I was famished! "Don't you ever feed
that boy?" asked Aunt Fanny more than once.

At one point my mom finally replied "It must be all the exercise he got last
night." The ladies laughed. I blushed and kept eating. The ladies laughed even
more. Dad kept flipping pancakes and cooking beacon.

It turned out I had the day off given that Aunt Fanny had lined dad up to do
all my chores. She put an arm over my shoulder after breakfast. "You gotta get
your strength back if you wanna go into round two with me tonight." She
winked.

"Wow." I smiled up at her. Then I remembered my date with Amy. "Oh fuck." I
muttered.

"All you want!" Said Aunt Fanny as she grabbed another coffee from dad.

"No." I stammered. "I mean... I have a date."

Aunt Fanny looked down at me sternly. "It pains me to do this, boy." Suddenly
she lifted me up in the air belly down; she put a foot up on a chair; she
dropped me over her knee; and she spanked me!

I howled!

"I told you boy!" whimpered dad, keeping his distance. "She's the devil!"

She gave me 20 or so hard smacks before she dropped me crying onto the floor
at her feet. I lay there rubbing my burning red butt. "Why?" I whimpered
between sobs.

"Fucking me when you have a date coming up!" Snapped Aunt Fanny towering over
me and glaring down. "How dare you treat a nice girl like that!"

How did she know Amy was nice, I wondered. I mean, she seemed nice to me. But
mostly she seemed hot. Maybe not as hot as Aunt Fanny, but then nobody was.

"Wh-wh-what should I do?" I asked as I attempted to stand. Aunt Fanny put her
foot on my chest and stomped me flat to the floor. She put enough weight on it
to crush the air from my lungs and she sneered down at me.

"You will keep your date is what you will do." She snapped. "And you'll do it
in style. What kind of date is it?" I tried to speak but I had no air. The
room began to spin. She lifted her foot and stood over me with her arms
crossed. I gulped air. "Well?"

"Movie." I gasped. "Dinner and a movie."

She smiled. "How quaint!" She chimed in a sweet voice. "And not cheap these
days." She pondered. "Is it a first date or a steady girl?"

"First." I gasped.

"Good. Then I forgive you for last night. If you were going steady I was going
to have to smack you around some more." She seemed to reach a decision.
"Dicky!" she shouted. "Money!" dad handed her his wallet. She pulled out his
bills and credit cards and threw the rest in the trash. I saw him retrieve it
after she moved away.

Then she looked down at me. "Get dressed. We're going shopping."

If my Aunt Fanny is a warrior then shopping is her natural battle ground. In
the space of four hours she charged me up and down the mall buying an entire
wardrobe, let alone enough to wear on one warm night out.

And her taste was cool. I looked formidable but hip, somehow, in the gear she
scored for me! I thanked her with a big hug that made me want to crawl back in
bed with her. She felt my tool grow and patted my head. "Just don't make any
dates for Sunday night Junior and I'll help you out with that swelling."

"Can't I come home to you tonight?" I asked. I could see she considered
slapping me so I quickly added, "I'm sorry." And winced.

Then she sighed. "I guess this girl is not likely to put out on the first
date?" she asked.

Amy? She was hot to look at but few guys had gotten very far. "I doubt it." I
admitted.

Aunt Fanny smiled. "She seems like a nice girl. Do whatever she wants. Treat
her nice. And if you have blue ball when you come home your old Aunty will
take care of you. Okay Junior?"

I hugged her again. "You're the best Aunty!"

Then she dug her fingers into my ribs! "Tickle Monster!" she shouted and drove
me to the ground. Thank god she likes me and took it easy on me.

As I lay on the floor under her, panting, glad she stopped tickling, glad she
was sitting on me even if it did make it hard to breath, I could see she got
thoughtful. "So, why did you ask this girl out?"

"Uh... Amy?" Was it only a couple days ago I thought Amy was the hottest dish
on the planet? Now with my Aunt sitting on my chest I could barely remember
her name. Why did I ask her out? Aunt Fanny waited for my answer. She leaned
forward with her big tits in my face. Even with her blouse on I found it hard
to concentrate on Amy. "Uh... I guess I like her." I began. I could see my
Aunt was waiting for more specifics. "She has great legs." I finally blurted
out. "And she's got this one short skirt she wears that really shows them off.
And when she walks her ass just moves sooo...."

Aunt Fanny chuckled.

"Not that she could hold a candle to you, Aunty."

She smiled. "I don't care if she could. I don't have to be the only hot babe
alive."

"But you are the best..." I started.

"Enough." She said kindly and placed her big left hand over my mouth. She
pinched my nose shut for a while and watched me struggle for air. I couldn't
move her hand! "I'm just glad it's nothing serious, at least yet. Otherwise I
might have to stop playing with you like we did last night. I love sex, and
you're damn good Junior, but I don't play with other girls toys. And I don't
take kindly to boys who play girls the wrong way." I could see she was
delivering an important message and wanted my attention. As my last air ran
out I nodded slightly under her hand. I got it!

When she let up I gasped. "Thank you."

"For what?"

"For letting me breathe." I said.

She smiled. "You're a good boy, Junior. You deserve to live. Not like some!"
she snarled as my dad came in to the room. He did an immediate about face and
bustled into the kitchen where I heard mom giving him orders to go buy some
food.

Mom is much more bold when Aunt Fanny comes by, I noticed. And dad turns into
a sniveling worm. Usually he's kinda, well, pushy. I've always been
embarrassed at how small minded and mean he can be to waitresses and stuff.
Sometimes he gets that way with mom. She takes it for a while then they have
an argument and he gets back in line. Lately he's been downright mean to her.
Then suddenly we have this visit from Aunt Fanny and now mom is in charge.

"Penny for your thoughts." She said as she got up and helped me up. We stepped
over and cuddled up on the couch. I sat on her lap. I fondled her breast
thoughtfully as I sat. She didn't seem to mind.

"Aunt Fanny, what is it you don't like about dad? I know you're not really
related but you grew up together. Is it a sibling thing?" I didn't have a
sibling, so I couldn't even say what that was like.

"Little Dicky is an asshole." She said plainly. "When I was little he used to
torment me. But as I grew I got bigger than him and the tables turned. I have
to admit that I was a bit overly-mean back at him for several years. My first
hormonal mood swings landed him in the hospital." Her eyes got that far away,
remembering look. There was a fond edge to them. "By the time he moved out
when he was 18 I had broken every one of his limbs at least once. The last leg
I broke when I was mad enough, and just because I hadn't broken that one
before. I just snapped it over my knee. The others were accidental." She
chuckled. "Boy were our moms mad at me. But it kept him in line and they
appreciated that. Then the first time I saw your mother I could see he chose
her because she was mousy. No self confidence. And she was small enough that
he could handle her."

Mom wandered in just then and joined us. She took up Aunt Fanny's other leg. I
was bummed because I had to stop playing with her boob. I couldn't do that
with mom watching. Then mom cupped Aunt Fanny face and got a steamy kiss from
her. I mean tongues out and working hard. I was so embarrassed I tried to
leave but Aunt Fanny pinned me in with her one arm. Their kiss finally ended.
"May I tell it?" My mom asked.

"Sure, sugar drop." Said Aunt Fanny.

So mom, played with the boob I had been playing with and began. "Fanny forced
Richard to bring me around for dinner. He had been trying to keep us apart,
but he didn't want to face another broken arm. Over spaghetti Fanny told me
that if he ever gave me any trouble that I should let her know. And she told
me so Richard could hear. Then after dinner she tickled him until he almost
vomited. That convinced me she really meant it!" Mom took a sip of coffee.
"But the first time I stood up to him he hit me so hard I got a black eye."

"Dad?" I almost shouted. I never saw him raise a hand to her. Or me for that
matter. Not that he never got angry. He was always yelling. But he knew to
take it out to the garage and beat up his work bench.

"Yep." Mom continued. "And I called Fanny. Fanny found Richard in a bar where
he went to hide and dragged him out into the parking lot. In front of me and
several of his friends she slapped him around so hard you couldn't recognize
his face. I mean, she just open hand slapped him all over! It was a sight to
see. And then she made him crawl over and kiss my feet and apologize for
hitting me and he had to promise to never do it again."

"Didn't the cops come?" I asked.

"Of course." Chuckled Aunt Fanny. "But they sized it up right away and let me
keep working him over. Besides it would have taken more than the two that
showed up to stop me and they knew it. That was my home town - people knew me.
I mopped up that parking lot with Dicky and got him to apologize. Then I
promised Jane here that any time she felt Dicky needed a refresher she should
let me know. And you have, right sugar drop?"

"And you've always been right there for me." Sighed mom as she gave Aunt Fanny
a big hug. "Thanks for coming."

"So... how did you two..." I couldn't get myself to ask.

"Become lesbian lovers?" asked mom. My face turned beet red and they both
laughed.

"It's perfectly normal, Junior." Said Aunt Fanny. "Hell both your Grandma's on
my side are lesbian." I had kinda guessed that - don't ask how. "I've always
enjoyed swinging both ways and Jane, well..."

"I can't imagine a sexier human than Fanny." My mom finished. I blushed. She
gave me a coy smile. "I bet you would agree with that." Their eyes forced a
shy nod out of me and they chuckled and rubbed my face like I was a sweet boy.

Mom leaned over and gave me a small peck on the cheek. Her lips were wet with
Aunt Fanny's spit. Aunt Fanny pulled me in and gave me one of those hot kisses
she had so recently shared with mom. How many years on the psychiatrist's
couch was this going to cause? I wondered.

"Looks like my boy is growing up." When I dared to look her way I saw mom's
eyes were on my lap. I was supporting a massive boner and it created a pup
tent in my pants.

"Moooom." I moaned.

They giggled. "Sorry, son. I'm just glad to see you have good taste." They
were so understanding that I began to feel less awkward.

"I better get ready for my date." I stammered. "I gotta shower."

"Would you like a little help?" asked Aunt Fanny. "It might take the pressure
off tonight." I had to look to see she was serious.

"But save some for me this time!" Said mom in a pouty voice. "Last night you
gave her back to me, she could hardly walk straight."

"Moooom." I moaned again. But I took Aunt Fanny's hand as I moved toward the
shower.

That has got to be the best shower a guy has ever had. We both stepped in
naked. She shampooed my hair and gave me a scalp massage. Aunt Fanny then
soaped up her entire body and used her flesh as a washcloth, rubbing me all
over with herself. When she got down to my balls and cock she used her hands
and mouth liberally. I blasted a couple loads in her face pretty quickly then
she cleaned my cock again. My ass was next. I've never had the first four
inches of my colon cleaned before, but Aunt Fanny stuffed her big soapy thumb
up there and got the job done. It hurt a little but felt good the way she did
it. Then she rubbed on my legs. Finally she had me rub my feet up and down her
soapy ass crack. After words, she dried me off and styled my hair.

When I came down dressed and groomed, mom whistled. I blushed. I had
experienced more of my mom's libido than I cared to know about already.

"How are you?" She asked Aunt Fanny when she came over to her.

"He took it easy on me." She said winking at me. "He's a real gentleman."

Mom nodded to me. "Thank you Junior. Fanny tells me that if you need her
tonight when you get home that she will be there for you. I'll be sure to save
some of her for you as well."

"Like there will be anything left of you by then." Aunt Fanny teased mom as
she held her close.

"I gotta go." I said, blushing as I grabbed mom's car keys.

I drove to pick up Amy with visions of Aunt Fanny and my mom going at it like
weasels. Was the boner that gave me perverse? I decided not, because I could
get the same boner imagining Aunt Fanny with a chair leg. I moved on to that
image and felt better.

When Amy answered her door we both did a double take. All other visions left
my mind.

"Wow." We both said at once. I continued with "You look great tonight, Amy."
And she did in her short skirt and knee socks with 2 inch heels. Her white top
stopped just under her perky rack exposing her belly with her signature garnet
belly button ring.

"Yeah." She replied. "You're looking good too, Richard." My friends called me
Richard. "Did you cut your hair or something?" She was eyeing me all over.

I broke off staring at her to try to see what she saw. "Just some new clothes."
I muttered. I saw her dad coming so I added. "We better go."

We got out before the lecture but after "Have her home by 10:00!" was snarled
in a don't give me a reason to kill you kind of voice. Hey, I had freshly
unloaded and I had the promise of action waiting at home. While I would
seriously love to bag his daughter, I had no plans for pushing it. He didn't
need to worry. At least, not about me.

And you know, I think Amy sensed I wasn't crowding her. And she was all over
me because of it. Or maybe it was Aunt Fanny's grooming job... or maybe she
could smell Aunt Fanny on me. Who the fuck knows how pheromones work?

We got a booth at the burger joint and she slid right up next to me then
flipped one of her long legs onto my lap. As we ate her knee kept nuzzling my
balls! I finally asked, "Isn't that skirt a bit short to sit like that?"

"Decide for yourself." She replied and nodded at the wall in front of our
booth. There was a mirror. I could see right up to her white panties, clear as
day. She reached under the table and pulled them aside to shoot me her pink
little beaver! I nearly choked on fries! She giggled when she felt my tool
jump to full throbbing mode in response.

"I guess you like what you see." She purred in my ear. The smell of beacon
cheese burger wafted over on her breath. I gulped. We ate the rest in silence,
me staring at her lap meat in the mirror and her rubbing mine with her calf.

In the parking lot she managed to bump her high-ridding ass on my bone a few
times before getting into the car. Once in the car we had our first kiss. She
nearly sucked my fillings out. I mean the girl attacked me with her lips! She
didn't have the balanced approach that Aunt Fanny had. When our lips separated
I saw her eyes were loopy and unfocused. "Oh m-my." She stammered. Then she
went in for more, even harder than before. I guess she liked my kissing. Maybe
I had picked up some tips from Aunt Fanny along the way. I put my mind to it;
practiced everything I knew about lip locks; and I had her panting and
fingering herself in no time!

Driving a girl to masturbate with a kiss was a personal first. That felt
pretty damn good. I sat back and she nearly fell on me. "We better get to the
movie." I said casually and started the car.

With her face in my lap, fumbling with my zipper she said, "Fuck the movie,
let's go park."

I remembered Aunt Fanny's words - "Do whatever she wants. Treat her nice."

Well... So be it.

I turned down Main and lifted a bit as Amy pushed my pants down to my knees.
As I turned onto Maple she was licking my cock - very distracting when you're
driving. "You're way bigger that I expected." She gasped.

And you're way freer with the head than I expected. I thought. But I wasn't
complaining. "Is that a problem?" I asked.

"N-no." she said softly.

As I turned onto Woods road that lead to the dirt turn off I used for such
events Amy had one hand all wet and was pulling up and down on my meat with
her mouth over the top of it. She kept smacking her head on the wheel so I
adjusted it up.

"fank fou." She mumbled with her mouth full to bursting.

"Oh thank you!" I replied as I put it in park and shut off the engine, safely
engulfed in shrubbery just outside of town. I reclined my seat and ran my
hands through her hair. It didn't take her long to swing her clam up onto my
face. I pulled her panties off and dumped them in the back seat. She already
had her shoes and socks off.

Using everything I had learned from Aunt Fanny in just one night I had that
girl screaming for it in no time. "Oh GOD! Fuck me, Richard! PLEASE fuck me!"
she begged "Please! Fuck me now!"

"Anything you want, Amy." I replied. I got out my protection while she pushed
both seatbacks flat and assumed the doggy position, panting like a lunatic.
"Anything you want." I took a moment to admire that fine little ass of hers.
So perfectly round and pink. Delicious. I touched her fuzzy clam gently with
the head of my dick and tickled it.

"PLEASE!"

"Patience," I panted. I took her slow because she was remarkably tight. She
was yipping and grinding even before I got half buried. Once I was all in she
did all the work, rocking her hips all over, sliding me in and out as quickly
or slowly as she could handle. After only one orgasm she fell flat below me,
spent and satisfied. I on the other hand was still sporting hardwood -
unfired.

I rubbed it up and down on her ass crack. "Yikes!" she yipped. "You're not
gonna... gonna...." She looked scared. I mean she must have thought I wasn't
going to take no for an answer and that I was good ass rape her!

"Everything's cool, Amy." I whispered. "We don't have to do anything you don't
want." She didn't look like she believed me. She skittered over to the far
side of the car and put on her panties.

"Don't you try anything." She warned, looking a bit angry. "I'm tougher than I
look!"

"Everything's cool." I promised and started pulling up my pants, reluctantly,
but at least I knew Aunt Fanny would take care of me later. And hell, she
would do a better job!

"Have you really stuck that thing up someone's butt?" she whispered with wide
eyes.

"Yeah." I admitted. "And she liked it. I wouldn't do it otherwise."

Amy seemed reassured. "Wait." She called out before I could get everything
tucked away. She leaned forward and kissed my pecker tenderly after peeling
off the rubber. "Thank you." She whispered, then licked my balls.

"Thanks for what?" I asked.

"For not trying to take advantage." She whispered. "And... and for that great
fuck!" she giggled.

I chuckled. "My pleasure."

"Actually," she started and looked up into my eyes. "I can see the pleasure
was mostly mine. But if I take any more of this thing inside me I'll start
walking funny. Maybe I could suck you off..." And she got busy.

"Only if you want to, Amy. I like the head but don't feel pressured. And by
the way, I wouldn't want to do anything to damage that fine walk of yours." I
patted her ass.

We both laughed. "I want to all right." She snarled and she dived on my bone.
She was even open to a few pointers and improved to the point where I blasted
right down her throat. She coughed and choked but she gulped it down even
faster that Aunt Fanny! What a sport!

I'll be asking her out again.

But what I was looking forward to was waiting for me at home.

"How was the movie?" Aunt Fanny asked me at 10:15 when I walked in the door.
Mom was oiling her feet. They were both freshly scrubbed. I suspected they had
just finished replaying the shower scene I had with her. I tried to fight off
the mental images. No luck.

"Movie?" I was lost for a moment. "Oh! We didn't make it." The ladies giggled.

"Sounds like a good first date." Said mom. "Are you spent enough to leave
Fanny with me?" I saw the pleading in her eyes.

"'Fraid not mom." I said. No way I was passing up another night with Aunty.

Mom stuck her lip out in a pout. Fanny chuckled. "Who could ever satisfy an
18-year old boy in only a few hours?" she asked. Then she patted mom on the
head "Or a 30- something woman for that matter." They both giggled warmly at
that. Mom wrapped up her work on Aunt Fanny's feet and gave her one last kiss
before retreating to her room with a sigh. "Richard! Wake up!" we heard her
yell at my dad. "Get busy!"

Aunt Fanny laughed. "She's making your dad take care of her. Good for her."

The difference in Amy to Aunt Fanny was like night and day. How did I get an
erection for Amy? I asked myself after I got buried in Aunt Fanny's muscular
quim. Aunt Fanny was still wearing her blouse, but hanging open in front. I
managed to reach around and play with her pie and her tits as I humped her
from behind. She moaned and rocked under me. And the things Aunty knew how to
do! I mean, moving hips are moving hips, but damn! My Aunt Fanny just knew how
to move!

Hours later we both lay, side by side, caked in bodily juices, panting, and
satisfied. "I may never walk again." Aunty joked.

"I'm so beat I may never get a hard on again!" I joked back.

Aunty chuckled. "Oh I expect you'll roll over and beg for more before
sunlight. That's what I like about you young ones." She patted me lovingly.
"And you've learned a lot in the past couple days! There are grown men who
don't do half as well."

"Thank you." I panted. "You know, I think Amy was impressed tonight as well."

"Bragging that you've satisfied two women in one night?" She raised an eyebrow
at me.

"No! Just noticing that you have taught me a lot." Then the thought occurred
to me and jumped out before I could censor it. "Maybe you could help me teach
Amy."

Aunty laughed hard at that. "Is the girl not gifted?"

"Well... she's not experienced. She's hot and eager as far as that goes. But
she's not... like you."

"You mean, built like me? Not many are." She said with some pride.

"True, but not what I meant." I was beginning to like my idea more and more. I
wondered if Amy and Aunty would like it. "There's nothing she can do about not
being a goddess." I could see Aunty liked that.

"Flattery will get you everywhere." She teased.

"She just... has only a general idea of what she's trying to do." I continued.
"She responded well when I... guided her a bit. But I bet you could teach her
more and faster than I could."

Aunt Fanny lay quiet for a bit. I stroked her tummy as she thought. "Do you
think she would go for it?" She finally asked.

"I don't know. She was pretty bold and willing tonight."

Aunt Fanny was quiet again. Finally she said. "Bring her around a few times
after school this week. Maybe I'll approach her about it on the weekend. Don't
you say anything to her about it."

"Yes Aunty! Thank you!" I climbed on to kiss her. She let me for a moment,
then she threw me back off.

"Now get some sleep. We can play more in the morning."

Per Aunt Fanny's directions I called Amy the next morning (after Aunt Fanny
and I had again fucked till we dropped). I thanked her for the date and asked
if she would care to see me next weekend. Amy was all in favor of going out to
park again right then. I didn't tell her I was already completely spent and
covered in goo. I just said I had some things to do but that I would see her
in school.

So now we had Amy's Saturday booked.

On Tuesday she willingly followed me home. I could see she was stunned when
she saw Aunt Fanny standing there. Aunty was wearing a very short skirt, a
hard working halter top and no shoes or socks. She was looking like something
out of Heavy Metal. Amy was wearing a slightly longer pleated mini and another
mid-drift top, and sandals. Amy looked like a pure and innocent Anime flower.

When they were introduced Aunty shook Amy's hand gently and stroked her soft
cheek with her big hand. "What a lovely young thing you are." She purred.

"Th-thank you miss." Amy whispered respectfully as she looked up. "And you're
so..." she looked at Aunty's tits, then down to her magnificent legs and feet.
"... so... so..."

"Thank you." Said Aunty raising her powerful arms to puff up her hair. Amy
gulped as she looked them over. Until she had seen Aunty she had been eating
me alive with her eyes all day. Suddenly I felt left out. I got the feeling
this was not going to be hard work at all. She would easily jump in bed with
Aunty by Saturday.

By Wednesday Aunty had her sitting on her lap as we talked and drank tea. I
sat on the other leg. We gently touched each other as we talked, trying to
make each touch seem innocent, though we could all feel the sexual tension
building.

Aunty played with Amy's hair. "You hair is so soft, dear. I would love to wash
it for you."

Amy whispered, "I think I would like that."

The next thing I knew, Aunty was carrying Amy high in her arms to the kitchen.
I spread towels on the counter and Aunty set Amy down gently. She used the
kitchen nozzle and shampoo I ran and fetched.

It wasn't a shampoo she gave Amy. It was a sensual scalp massage. After half
an hour she dried Amy's hair and styled it. Amy looked fabulous when she was
done. The girls bonded hard during the grooming in front of the mirror, both
looking each other over a great deal. And the innocent touching had escalated.

On Friday Aunty sent me out to buy some tea (of which we had plenty). When I
got back I slipped in the back quietly. She and Amy were making out on the
couch. Amy was on top and was frantically licking the big woman's tits.

"Slow down, muffin." Purred Aunty. "That's right. Yessssss. That feels much
better. Oh you are a smart girl."

I noticed, except for Aunty's top being open everyone was still fully dressed.
Aunty dipped her big hand into Amy's panties. Amy groaned with pleasure and
collapsed facing up on top of her. "You like that muffin?" teased Aunty as she
finger banged Amy quickly to orgasm - much faster than I had with my cock. "Oh
yeah... you like that." They both giggled.

I retreated back to the kitchen and cleared my throat. Amy squeaked and I
heard her feet hit the floor. I heard Aunty say. "Nothing to worry about
muffin. Junior wont mind. Come now... that a girl. We can just cuddle."

I waited a few minutes and came out with ice tea. Amy was sitting on Aunty's
lap. Aunty had her top buttoned again and was licking her fingers. She winked
at me when she took the tea. Amy gulped hers and looked embarrassed.

Aunty motioned me to join them. When I sat on her other leg, Aunty gave me a
big wet kiss. When I looked up Amy's mouth was wide open. Wordlessly Aunty
moved that open mouth to hers and gave her a big wet kiss too. Amy struggled
for about 2 seconds then began running her hands through Aunty's hair.

"You're both good kissers." Aunty commented when she parted lips with Amy.
"Let me see you two kiss." We stared at each other for a moment. Silently we
agreed with our eyes to do it. We leaned forward and met in a long kiss. "Very
nice." Whispered Aunty as we kissed. "But let's see you move your heads
more.... Yes... doesn't that feel better?" Our heavy breathing was her answer.
"Don't be strangers. Go ahead and touch each other."

And there on My Aunt Fanny's big lap Amy and I had a steamy 2-hour make out
session! Occasionally Aunty would move a hand over to someplace better or say
something like "Gently with that." But mostly she just watched.

I thought my balls would explode and I could see Amy wanted to yell out "Fuck
me!" again. But she didn't. She just panted hard and kept lunging for more. I
think she was still that much too shy in front of Aunty.

"My, to be young again." Cooed Aunty when she decided we had enough. "Muffin,
let's fix your makeup and send you home. Tomorrow come over after breakfast
and the three of us can play some really fun games, hmmmm?"

"Oh yes!" Panted Amy. "Couldn't we play some more right now? I'll do anything
you want!"

Aunty chuckled. "Not now, my eager little muffin. Rest. Eat well. Masturbate.
Then come tomorrow ready to learn."

"I will!" Amy promised. Then she looked at me. "You're so lucky to have such a
friend. It's no wonder you're such a stud!" She kissed me hard one last time.

Aunty and Amy took a suspiciously long time in the bathroom "fixing her
makeup." But she came out looking great.

To my chagrin mom got Aunty that night. Dad slept on the couch. After
masturbating furiously I got some rest myself.

Amy rang the bell during breakfast. She had a big smile and an overnight bag.
Apparently her dad thought she was staying at a friend's. I answered the door
and had my breath taken away by the vision of her in tight red hot pants,
three-inch heels and a top so short I could see the bottom of her perky tits
when the wind blew just right. As I stood mute she stepped in and planted one
of her new, improved kisses on me. I reeled in her arms as she whispered in my
ear, "I like you and I think you're hot Richard. But don't get between me and
Fanny today or I'll crush your balls. I'm here to learn everything that woman
knows." Then she kissed me again so I couldn't reply.

In her heels she was an inch taller than me, and I am 6 feet tall, remember!
But she probably tipped the scale at 135 instead of my 155. I turned to watch
her walk toward Aunt Fanny who was just getting up from the breakfast table.
With those heels on Amy was only one inch shorter than Aunty given that Aunty
was barefoot. My heart pounded to see Amy shake those hot pants on her walk
over! Was I creating a monster? A lean, mean sex machine?

Amy and Aunty kissed without speaking for a full minute. Amy had one leg
wrapped around Aunty. They pulled away at the same time and stood hugging. "I
can see you haven't forgotten anything from our first games." Panted Aunty
visibly red in the cheeks.

"I want to learn it all." Panted Amy. "Teach me now."

Aunty chuckled softly. "Gladly child. Gladly. Junior, come with us." And they
turned and walked up to my room together.

I admit I was a bit afraid at first as I followed them. But then jealousy took
over. That was my Aunty, damn it! I don't care how hot Amy is, I'm getting
mine today too. I thought as I watched the two finest asses on the planet
walking up the steps in front of my face. One young and compact but perfectly
round. The other bigger and plusher but no less round. Both rocked invitingly.

I took to comparing legs. What the hell, I was at the perfect angle for it.
Amy's were almost as long as Aunty's! Of course that gave Amy her gangly young
girl charm. Aunty was perfectly proportioned. Amy's were slender but not
skinny. They had nice curves. And they were very firm. You could tell she ran
track. Her legs would fill out well over the years. Aunty's already had. They
were nearly as firm as Amy's but twice as big with a stunning amount of
muscle. How many times had I licked up and down those legs by now? My mouth
watered for them.

But that was all the ogling I had time for. The ladies walked into my room.
Amy started to close the door before I got there but Aunty stopped her. "We're
going to need him, honey." Aunty said. "He's got the only cock in the bunch."

Amy regarded me under half-mast eyelids - coolly. "So he has." She admitted.

"And a nice one it is, right tiger?" teased my Aunt as she slipped an arm
around my neck. Amy under her other arm squeezed in and pushed an elbow into
my ribs. I tried to counter but she was quick and she got the better position
for Aunty's group hug.

"Let's just explore each other for a while." Purred Aunt Fanny. Was she
oblivious to what Amy was doing? Should I whine about it? Probably not. Aunty
dropped onto my big bed and motioned us to climb onto her.

Once again Amy managed to get better position! How did she do that? I called
on my martial arts training in a way I wouldn't have thought necessary to try
and get a better spot on top of Aunty. I didn't hit but I used leverage and
speed. Still Amy was better off! Plus she used a knee in my leg to back me
down and made it look like an accident! Had she been studying martial arts
too? She sure could tussle.

Suddenly Aunty had a big hand around both of our necks! She flipped us over
onto our backs and sat on us, still holding our necks. I couldn't breath and I
heard Amy gag next to me. We couldn't move our arms. Aunty snarled down at us.

"I'm looking to have fun today, kids." She growled. "But I can't with all your
crappy little squabbling. Now I'm going to set you both off of this bed.
You're not getting back on it until you work out some sort of agreement
between you! Got me?" We nodded. Then she chucked us in a pile onto the floor.

Even then Amy managed to land on top of the pile. How did she do that?

We stood and sized each other up. "Look Amy." I tried. "We can all have a good
time..."

I was stopped by her little hand zipping out and smacking my face. "I told you
not to get in my way!" She tried to smack me again but I blocked it. Then her
other hand rammed into my gut! She stepped in and flipped me over her hip. I
landed in a heap at her feet!

I rolled out and we circled each other. "Careful Junior." Warned Aunty in a
light voice. "I think this little tigress has your number."

"I can take care of myself." I snarled and stepped in to grab Amy. She tried
flipping me again but this time I blocked it. Like greased lightening she spun
and pulled some move I couldn't see that ended up with me in a reverse
headlock bent over her knee.

I yelped in pain. "Maybe you should take care of yourself over in the corner
while Fanny and me have fun!" snapped Amy. I gagged in reply. Suddenly she
traded her headlock for a scissors hold with my face stuffed up into those red
hot pants. I pulled at her legs around my neck but they were like polished
steel! And I don't think she was even working that hard now that she had me!

"Here's the deal, Junior." Said Amy. "Fanny and I will play for a while and if
she thinks you will come in handy, then you can join us. Understood?"

I didn't like it. I tried to escape one last time. No hope. "Understood!" I
finally grunted.

The pressure increased! Possibly doubled! "You hesitated, boy!" snarled Amy.
"I don't like that!" She smacked my hands as they tried to pull at her legs.
"Hands down!" I dropped my hands. It felt like my head would explode!
"Submit!"

"I submit!" I croaked.

Again!"

"I submit!"

"Louder!"

"I SUBMIT!"

"Fuck you!" She yelled.

"Please." I gasped.

"Beg!" Now her voice was gaining some playfulness to it. She was having fun
destroying me!

I whimpered and begged with the last of my air.

She finally let up and I dropped to the floor. She sat on my chest and grabbed
my face. "You get out of line and next time I wont be so sweet." Said Amy.

"Yes." I panted.

"Good boy." She said and she got up and went over to the bed.

"Very impressive, Amy." Said Aunty with true admiration in her voice.

"I took it easy on him." Said Amy flippantly. "I'm a third degree black belt."

"Really!" Gasped Aunty. "I've only reached first degree myself."

"Maybe we could teach each other some tricks." Offered Amy as she climbed on.

"Maybe, sweet thing." Cooed Aunty. "But first let's have me be the teacher."

I still lay on the floor gasping for air when various articles of clothing
started dropping down on me. Amy's hot pants landed on my face. Had she
crushed my wind pipe? I gasped and puffed as her panties landed in my mouth.

Seconds later the panting, giggling and moaning began. "Slowly, tigress."
Moaned Aunty.

"Like this?" Asked Amy.

"OH! Oh yes! You learn fast tigress!" Panted Aunty, obviously growing more
passionate very quickly.

I brushed their panties and shorts from me and sat up slowly. Aunty was on her
back under my quilt with Amy almost lost to site under the quilt on top of
her. Aunty's legs where spread wide. Amy's feet stuck out from the bottom,
toes down. By the way that quilt bumped around Amy was very busy under there.
Aunty gave direction now and then through gasps and panting. Amy always seemed
to pick up on the tip right away by the increased pleasure Aunty experienced.
They played like that for the better part of an hour.

Then Aunty launched into a series of orgasms that made anything I had ever
done for her look like Sunday school singing! And Amy kept taking her up
higher! Aunty started sweating like mad! "Oh GOD! Oh Tigress, ease up! OH!
Please Amy! I can't stand much more!"

But Amy kept working her! A half hour of tormented pleasure passed. Aunty
wailed and gasped alternately "YES!" and "STOP!" Her eyes stare blindly at the
ceiling!

In her passionate throes Aunty kicked the cover off. Amy had her mouth full of
Aunty's tits and, I had to check twice, her right arm stuffed up Aunty's clam
to the elbow. She was using a rolling motion that was driving Aunty insane.
Amy's left hand was buried up Aunty's ass.

"OH please Tigress!" Yelled Aunty.

"Take it big girl!" Shouted Amy. "You showed me the way! Let's see how much of
it you can take!" Another hour passed and she kept driving Aunty wild!

Finally, Aunty screamed like she was going insane! "You like that big girl?"
Amy shouted back. "Answer me!"

"YES!" Yelled Aunty.

Amy yanked her hands out. Aunty collapsed like someone had pulled the plug on
her. She just went limp and laid gasping for air and sweating. Amy hopped up
and sat on Aunty's big tits, squishing them under her firm rump.

Little Amy was mildly panting but looked fairly fresh compared to the drenched
and exhausted Aunt Fanny.

"You're a damn good teacher, Fanny girl." Quipped Amy as she studied her nails
nonchalantly. "How am I as a student?"

Aunty took her time answering. "You..." she finally panted. "You little
Goddess!" She sighed. An enormous smile filled Aunty's face.

Amy laughed and slid her ass up onto Aunty's face. "Goddess? I like that
better than tigress. You can call me that from now on."

"Yes... Goddess!" panted Aunt Fanny as she licked at Amy's tight little
asshole.

"Do you have anything more to teach me about a woman's body?"

"Oh Goddess," gasped Aunt Fanny. "I stopped teaching you an hour ago and you
have been teaching me ever since."

"Excellent." Cooed Amy as her eye wondered over to me. "So what do you have to
teach me about men?"

"Men, Goddess?" Said Aunty, still with Amy's butt in her face. "Men are easy.
It will take you no time at all."

"As I thought." Said Amy. "Boy!" She snapped at me. "Get up here!"

I crawled up onto the bed as she got off of Aunt Fanny's face.

"What will your Goddess care to learn first?" Asked Aunty.

"Let's start with oral sex." Said Amy.

I started to bury my face in her moist hair pie. After all, she was the one
running the show. She slapped me. "Not on me you dolt! On you! Strip!"

I fell back and yanked my clothes off. Aunty pulled herself off her back. I
never saw her so exhausted. But she did her new goddesses bidding and
demonstrated superior oral sex techniques on me. Soon they where both sliding
lips up and down my shaft. I would have blown my load right away but Aunty
showed Amy how to force a man only to come when she wanted them to through
applied pressure and timing.

Together they were driving me nuts! Then they started to tag team with Aunty
only stepping in to demonstrate. Amy did pick up fast! The head she was giving
me now was light years above what she gave me in the car! Hell, it was the
best head I ever got bar none - not even Aunt Fanny could touch her now!

"We've created a monster!" I moaned.

Amy chuckled as she slid up and pointed me boner at her muff. "You got that
right, Richard. When I set my sights on something I want, I take it. And I
want to be the best fuck that ever lived. SLAVE!"

"Yes Goddess?" Aunty replied without question.

"Teach me!" Amy ordered pointing to my tool and her quim.

"Yes Goddess!" And Aunty helped Amy learn advanced hip movement that made
coupling with her an unforgettable experience! And as tight as she was she
mastered it quickly. Then she also whispered something mysterious about muscle
groups and Amy started squeezing my cock from within in ways that nearly blew my
ears off!

By lunch time Amy had us both completely spent and licking her feet with
gratitude. And yet she still looked fresh and ready. But something still
bothered her.

Mother had left a tray of cheese, bread and fruit along with sparkling waters.
Amy refreshed herself and threw scraps at us.

"Slave..." said Amy.

"Yes Goddess?" Both Aunty and I responded.

"Hmmmm." Said Amy. "Okay, girl, you are Slave. Boy, you are Dog. Got it?"

"Yes Goddess."

"Slave..."

"Yes Goddess?" asked Aunty.

"I have never experienced... anal sex."

"And with your wonderfully tight little bum, Goddess, it might prove
difficult."

Amy threw a half pear at Aunty's face. Aunty took is silently. "Nothing stops
me!" snapped Amy.

"Yes Goddess." Aunty bowed to Amy's foot.

But Amy's eyes looked up and down my big bone doubtfully. "Does it hurt?" she
asked softly.

Aunty paused. "It will hurt, yes. And this penis is large - a very tough one
to start with - even for me with my big butt."

"Show me." Amy said and took a bite of bread.

"Yes Goddess." We both said. Aunty moved into position. My cock was already
slimy wet as I moved the head into place on Aunty ass. Amy leaned forward to
watch, munching.

Slowly I drove my bone in. Aunty arched her back and groaned.

"Oh my." Gasped Aunty and Amy together. Aunty rocked her hips. "Its..." gasped
Aunty. "It's... ouch! It's much like fucking, It just... Ohhh... hurts more."

"Do you like it?" Asked Amy in her soft voice.

"Oh yeah." Panted Aunty as she warmed to my thrusts. "But it isn't for
everyone."

Amy watched my long strokes a while longer then she tossed a grape aside and
crawled over to us. "I wanna try." She announced. She climbed up unto Aunty's
back like she was riding a pony, then she slowly slide her butt down toward
me.

I pulled out of Aunty's ass and aimed for Amy. When my cock head pushed open
her tight sphincter she yelped.

"Slowly, Dog." Warned Aunty.

"Yes..." panted Amy. "slowly Dog... please."

"Yes Goddess." I replied and very slowly I pushed deeper. Sometimes I stopped
completely while Amy squirmed and winced. Damned if she didn't seem to like it
though!

I tugged my dick a bit one way and another. She yelped, "Ouch! Oh yes!" And
she shook her ass a bit too.

Finally I was in all the way. I laid down on top of her as she lay on top of
Aunty who stood on all fours on my bed. "You like that Goddess?" I whispered
in her ear.

"Oh fuck yes." Gasped Amy with tears in her eyes. "Please..." she panted,
"Please ride me hard!"

"Anything you want." I growled down. And I got merciless on that girl! Amy
held on to Aunty or we would have fallen off. In twenty minutes I blasted a
pile of hot jiz up Amy's colon and collapsed on top of her, satisfied.

"Oh... my... god...!" she groaned. "My ass is on fire. Did... did you cum?"

"I sure as fuck did, muffin." I snarled.

Suddenly I was on my back with Amy's hand on my neck. "That's all I wanted to
know, Dog. As it drips out of me you be sure to drink every drop." And then
she laughed; stuffed her red swollen anus onto my mouth; and grabbed some more
food.

While she sat dripping down my throat Aunty worked her clam. Amy sure had
caught on. She had us both spent and destroyed. I wasn't completely surprised
for myself. Okay maybe a little. But Aunt Fanny? I never thought anyone would
get the better of her!

By mid afternoon we had all showered together, paying particular attention to
Amy of course. We lay on clean sheets, resting and snacking. Aunty gave Amy a
pedicure.

Amy watched her and occasionally chucked a grape at her face. Aunty just took
it.

"Is all the fight gone out of you, Slave?" Amy eventually asked.

"You are my Goddess." Aunty replied. "I hope you will bless me with sex again
sometime."

"I probably will." Amy winked. "But I hear you're not just hot and gorgeous,
but very strong."

"Yes Goddess."

"Stronger than me?" Asked Amy. Aunty was silent. I could see her sizing up
Amy. There was a bit of doubt in her eyes, but there was a spark, too. "You do
think you can take me." Said Amy. "We'll have to put a stop to that. Stand
up."

Amy and Aunty got up off the bed. I backed up out of the way.

They bowed then circled each other cautiously. Each faked a rush to see how
the other reacted. That went on for a couple minutes. Finally Aunty faked one
rush then went in with another. She knocked Amy flat to the floor and dropped
on her. Amy grunted under the impact, but she pulled her legs under Aunty and
shot Aunty up in the air while holding onto her hair. Aunty flipped upside
down and came down hard on her head. In a flash Amy had those deadly thighs
wrapped around Aunty's neck!

Aunty stood with Amy attached. It was a forward scissors, so Amy's pie was in
Aunty's face. Amy tightened up. Aunty choked and fell to her knees. She rammed
forward intending to drive Amy into the floor. But Amy slide to the side and
all Aunty did was mash her own forehead into the hard floor, still with Amy's
legs locked around her neck.

Amy laughed. "Nice try old woman, but your time is running out. How long can
you last without air? Ha ha ha!"

Aunty looked pretty bad off all right. But she reached up with her hands and
mashed her fingers into Amy's ribs.

"AH! Hay stop that!" Yelled Amy as she started laughing. Aunty was pulling the
tickle monster move on her! Amy had great moves but she wasn't strong enough
to move Aunty's hands away. Soon she had to let go of her scissors hold in an
effort to get away.

But Aunty was ready She kept tickling and leaped up to sit on Amy's chest with
her arms pinned under her legs. Amy was helpless and laughing and cry all at
once!

"Who's in charge now, Goddess?" Panted Aunty still red faced but tickling like
mad.

"Stop!" Gasped Amy through fits of laughter. "Please! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"Oh, not just yet, Goddess." Said Aunty, feeling better now. "Let's see you
squirm for a while like you made me on that bed.

"Stop!" Gasped Amy. "Stop... or I'll... Never f-f-fuck you again! Ha ha ha
ha!"

Aunty stopped and hopped off with sadness in her face. "You wouldn't do that,
would you Goddess?" She whined. "Please say you were just kidding."

Amy took a moment to sit up. She panted and pointed to the floor.

Aunty lay flat on her back still begging as Amy climbed on and sat on her
tits. "Please tell me we can play more together!"

Amy patted Aunty's face, then suddenly slapped it hard. Aunty took it.
"Bitch!" she snapped. "You bet I'm going to fuck you again. And this time I'm
not going to stop until you break a rib from cumming so hard! And don't you
ever tickle me again!"

"Yes Goddess." Said Aunty. "I'm sorry I tickle you. I'll be good from now on!"

And that is how Amy defeated the tickle monster.