"So you worked for Edmans Collective Consolidated before? Your resume seems quite… big Ms. Gardner…" The man interviewing me says as he gazes right at my chest. I've never found the occasional flaunt of skin or subtle flirting morally wrong to use in my career. My job before all this was using my tits anyways and I happen to think these juicy jugs look particularly stunning pressed around a button-up blouse that felt especially tight today. He already was getting a gracious view of a bit more cleavage than I let loose with my work attire but it's not like you can always expect boobs the size of truck tires to work the way you want to.
"ECC was an incredible company to work for, it truly was a pleasure. I'd easily be able to bounce from task to task. Always stuff to do round the clock…" I said making deliberate sweeps and sways of my body to make my tits jiggle as much as possible. My massive rack gave just enough of a bouncy tease to let this man know there would be more to see if he just simply hire me. The way his throat clogged and sweat forming on his bald head throat showed he was in the palm of my hand. What I wasn't expecting was how my chest started to feel especially tingly doing the song and dance of my mild flirtation.
"Wow… Is there any more you can tell me about your… experiences in finance Ms. Gardner?"
"Oh, I can tell you plenty! But you can just call me Abby, Jef…" I attempt to reread the nameplate on his desk but my vision goes blurry and an overwhelming sensation warms over my nerves.
"Oh fuck… You can call me Jeffy. Please, Abby?" He grunts, bitting his lips this dude looks as if he is having an orgasm, not that my appearance looked any different. My chest was working as double the magnet that it usually is but a slight look down shows that it's more than my massive size and cleavage drawing his attention.
"Oh… oh shit!" I slip out as I notice my chest has inexplicably leaked. I go from flaunting my chest to covering up in an instant. My palm is only a fraction of my chest size but I attempt to conceal whatever mild amount of the milk stains that my outmatched hands can. I awkwardly get up and away from my seat towards the door. "I'm sorry! I don't think this job is right for-"
"Hired! Hired! When can you start Abby!?" The man stands up and aims a stiff arm at me to shake on this deal but clearly, the only thing that needs a tug is the far stiffer appendage pointing at me from his pants. I stare at his erection, truly distracted by my embarrassment to be reminded of how needy and horny I've been. Even if I'm willing to flirt, and show off a few of my features to get ahead, sleeping my way into a job is simply not something I've ever done. I have to rethink for a painfully embarrassed yet vulnerably horny second before making up my mind.
"I… I'm sorry! I have other offers…" I cry out rushing out of his office and away from the stiff cock my body knows it needs.
"Ms. Garnder please! I'll give you a bonus, I'll give you my bonus! We can start you 30% over the offered salary!"
I can only calm down once I'm far away from my interview in the midst of traffic. The adrenaline leading to my escape left all sorts of unfocused emotions that I couldn't quite pinpoint. I felt an acutely high horniness for one, deep shame for how I or there my body acted during my interview, and somewhere deeper I felt jealous resentment at the simple fact of not being back at Debbie's Dairy and having to go through the trouble of finding a job in the first place.
I can't believe I shot fucking milk at my hypothetical boss. Even worse I wanted to be the exact kind of whore even I felt better than and sleep around for the thrill. I've never felt so out of control of my body as my heavy chest still swells. My giant jugs completely overtook the space in front of me, resting firmly up on my steering wheel as my fleshy wobble presses into the leather-like bread dough.
I groan out and throw my head back at a red light in what feeble release I can at the various frustrations poisoning my head. That place seemed perfect to work for but no way I could go back with the dude and half the office seeing my tits leak like that. I clench my teeth and try adjusting my shirt a bit. I've had enough of the uncomfortable bind my bra was forcing my chest into, I unbutton my shirt even more and dig into my bra to try rubbing my nipples better. Even my own touch has me jumping. 'Okay… so skimping on cock the other weekend has seriously come back to haunt me… I need cock fast! I'm downloading some dating app and jumping on the first dick in my DM's.' I say to myself planning my own booty call.
Whatever failure I had to hook up with a man illuded me, that night at the bar left me too drunk to remember why my body was still lacking sex. If I hold out any longer I might hit a whole year without cock, maybe I was just some kind of addict experiencing the symptoms of withdrawal. I still can't get over the feeling in my chest. I shift in my shirt, adjusting my bra every 5 seconds keeping my way hands off the tire. Fuck it! Unhooking the dreaded tit prison once I hit the next red light is the best idea I'd have that whole day. The instant relief I feel like my oversized boobs spill into a shirt finding much more strain to fill the ZZ cups splitting open the unbuttoned ravine of cleavage.
I make mild groans as I shimmy my shoulders back and forth just to let my breasts grind and rub against the steering wheel. The light touch turns into a chest thrusting grope as I run my hands at my nipples, moaning like a whore. I know I'm a bit of a shameless cock hound and touching myself is nothing I'm ashamed of, in fact, a car next to me happens to witness my lack of restraint.
A shocked child, not even a teenager sitting in the back of a minivan gawks at my self grope session with eyes wide and right on my chest. It's a cute earnestness of a cute young man seeing a real woman that really makes all the touching all that more thrilling. I shift my head over to him with cocked eyebrows and lips pursed to give my little admirer encouragement to watch on. He can't take his eyes away from me or the massive bulging bean bags slipping from my shirt. My sweaty perked nipples rain and leak from my shirt. This boy deserves even more of a treat.
I take out my tits and flash the child. Shaking my chest around and pressing them into the window as my round tits flatten to the entirety of the glass. His jaw drops, and I'm sure his balls were doing just the same. His car zips away in light changes and I slowly take my attention back to the road while piling my massive tits back into my shirt. Happy with the little teasing session I gave to a boy who will probably never see tits this size again.
It's hard to believe how horny I feel once I finally get home. I managed to keep my hands off myself after giving that kid a peep but my breasts feel incredibly full and tingly while my insides ache from a certain lack of something thick and throbbing. The work blouse I used to rely on to keep in my giant jugs felt to be failing but I feel especially sexy with the lack of bra and buttons remainging on my torso.
I step into the house trying to remember my responsibilities for today. Christine would be gone for the day so it would be just Danny and me. I'd have to go without hours-long masturbation sessions or booty calls till my sister gets home. A task that nearly felt impossible with my body in this state.
"Alright, mini monkey! Mommy ain't home so we are diving into junk food and video games all day!" I announce with as much volume as my lungs can muster This kinda excess of 'fun' would the only way I could get the feelings away from my body and even worse, cock. If I can't keep myself calm then I'd have to force myself to behave around my 8 year-old nephew. Hard to get horny when you're mashing a controller and stuffing your face with cookies with a kid.
"Up here, Aunty!" He calls backto me from his room. As I head towards his voice I try to shake off the thoughts ruling my mind, each step is 'sucking cock… no Mario Kart… getting railed till I can't walk… no triple cheesy bacon burgers'. I manage to build up my mental fortitude enough to not be a horny slut in front of my grade school nephew.
"Hope your in for fun today champ! The cooler lady in your life has zero rules so we can go wild."
"That's the best kind of fun." He retorts. Turning to face me in his doorway he has something, something unexpected, something that makes me gasp, something that breaks my crudely built wall of prudence. Even my breast let out a mild splash as my teeth churn and my eyes zero in on the object in his hands. He was holding a gallon of white liquid, the one Christine assured me wasn't the 'product' but damn did I have my suspicions.
"Well maybe not… zero rules… uh…"
"Why? Things are way more fun if we forget some rules. Rules can be real stupid Aunty." Danny places the jug by his feet and my eye anxiously tries to make out its texture as I watch a dense sustenance mush around as it's placed on the floor. It's certainly thicker than breast milk but it's hard to make out anything certain other than the way my body is reacting in its presence like it's an old friend, well an old friend that makes your body ache for sex.
"Uh well…. Whatcha got there kiddo? You weren't snooping in Mommy's office while I was gone where ya? You told us you could behave while I have my interview…"
"What this? Mom doesn't keep this stuff in the office."
"The basement, right?
"Yup!"
"Danny… That doesn't happen to be… the company product is it? The uhm… stuff your Mom sells?"
"What her tit milk?"
"Shit dude… I mean… Yes her breast milk. That's probably the term Christine would prefer to call it. You don't happen to be doing anything… personal with it are you?" The awkward situation of my nephew possibly getting off on drinking his mother's tit milk does reach a certain excitement in my mind. Much better would be an Aunt maybe having to teach a certain little man how to masturbate, maybe give him a little taste from the source of his favorite drink. God, that thought is thrown from my head in an instant as I try to regain my composure.
"Haha Nah this doesn't come from Mommy, this is something else. What would a boy want with booby juice anyways?"
"Nothing! Uhm… the product is to help families and local suppliers Danny. It's all boring nonsense, how's about we get having fun? I'm just gonna change out of these dumb office clothes and into something more suitable for beating your sorry butt in Samurai Surgeon Battle." My mind goes wonders about changing into my smallest shirts, tightest little shorts. If a little teasing might be a fun little side project before I get the opportunity to release my need for a man.
"Aww, but you look really pretty in that. Like your ready for business." Danny takes a look at me that is somewhere between that interviewer and that child gawking at me. My bright blue blouse is letting out far more cleavage than even a stripper would say is appropriate. My huge boobs are spilling out of the sides that should be buttoned and hang down to my hips which surely are wide but no match for the tire-sized breasts all Gardner ladies are equipped with. My pencil skirt is a little longer than I would usually go for but still well above my knees and squeezing into plump thighs that lead to an ass that really lifts the fabric and presses out from my backside. A bright bulging bubble, huge in their own rights even if it wasn't quite the oversized mammaries straining my shirt. I had a classic secretary kind of look with even my short hair in a professional-looking bun but still to be looked at as beautiful by my little nephew was flattering.
If anyone deserves to see a little skin it's him, hell I may even put on something a little extra small to do a little incestual teasing. It's been far too long a time that a person of the opposite sex had complimented me without opening up about my 'whopping fucking milkers'. It was nice even if I was feeling far less decent than any pleasantries required.
"Heh thank you Danny. I'm more ready for business than you will know! Just have to fine an actual business job first."
"Did your interview not go good?"
Probably would have been good if I let that dude fuck my brains out so I wouldn't be a horny mess in front of this kid, but my hands are being kept to myself and I'm more worried about taking dickdown applications than applying to jobs at this point. "Nah. Not this place. I'll find somewhere right soon enough."
"Ah well, I like you working for us. I think Mom is acting crazy for not bringing you back on."
"Well… I don't want to step in. She takes care of all that and it's her call."
"But look. You need to be a part of this. Your body knows it." Danny points his tiny hand at my chest. It's almost as if his finger alone causes another brush of milk to pour from my chest. The dried stains form back and I blush.
"That's… That's neither here nor there…"
"But your boobs. They're getting bigger, you can't control how much they spill by the looks of it."
"Is it that obvious? Fuck I gotta get changed… I mean fudge."
"You can swear in front of me. I'm not a baby and mom's not here. Ain't that fucking right Aunty?"
"Hahaha! You're fucking right Danny! Now let me get some new fucking clothes on before I fucking soak through my blouse!"
"Fuck no. I said I liked how you look in that outfit. I think it's fucking hot."
The shock of hearing my sweet little nephew swear was nothing compared to hearing him give me a compliment like that. I loved that attention he was just giving me, and it made me feel a certain ping of desire to be talked to like that. It was hot, fucking hot.
"I can stay like this…" I whimper out in a near whisper. Blushing to even be acknowledged as this little boy's eye candy.
"Good! Mom got the same way when she started drinking this stuff too. It's got pretty cool effects on ladies. Especially big boobies!"
"Okay... can someone finally tell me what it is? Your mom was acting all weird about it."
"Mom acts weird about a lot of stuff Aunty, she isn't honest with herself. I think she keeps secrets even from herself.."
"Well can we make a promise for no more secrets Danny? I always feel like my sister is tiptoeing since I've been back."
"No more secrets! Like I said Mom is weird about stuff, but we can change that!"
"Ha, what's the plan for that? Does it involve whatever the hell is in that jug?"
"Sorta… but before I tell you what's in here I wanna know some stuff too."
"No secrets here champ. Aunty is an open book."
"Do you resent my mom for using your idea for Debbie's Dairy?"
He hit me immediately with a question so loaded that I can practically feel the bullets in my stomach, I tried not to think about how I really felt about all that. The family business was clearly behind me. I should be glad that she has taken the opportunity to make more money, that she is more sexually open in the midst of my idea. "I have lots of ideas kiddo. Businesses use a thing called a patent and I'd have to get one on every other word I said to the boss lady if I wanted to be mad about anything. I'm sure she followed through on some things I said and forgot the rest. Can't be mad at that can I?"
"You know what idea I'm talking about. Don't play dumb Aunty Abby."
"Danny I really don't. Sorry kiddo, I'm not in the business anymore so it's not really any of my concern..."
"It doesn't make you mad that she sells her tit milk for perverts? That she's making more and more profit from guys who do the same thing that you thought I was with this stuff here? That you knew how valuable it would be? That you don't have all those weird hangups that my mom does. That she shows off her body online?"
"Danny, how do you even?" I hough, being forced to think and feel for what my sister did. "Wait a minute… she's showing her body too?"
"How does it make you feel?"
"I don't feel anything… It's not my bui-"
"It's the family business. You are family."
"I feel…" I sigh and let my emotions wash over me. "I feel unappreciated. I feel like I try so hard and no one cares. That I can't even be a dumb slut right. I feel angry, and jealous, and…"
"No secrets Aunty. I'm glad you told me this." Danny was smiling at me as he listened. It was hard to admit that it had been more than a year since a man listened to my issues, but there was just a little boy, acting like the man that I desperately needed in my life minus the age of consent and size of cock.
"It's weird Danny. I know I can't do anything but it doesn't feel good."
"It's okay Aunty Abby. I don't take you for granted. I think you have lots of good ideas and a lot to add to the company. I'll make sure you work with us again."
"Danny that's really sweet but I don't think your mom wants anything in that sort..."
"Yeah, but you'd be surprised how she can change. I was the one who convinced her to go through with your idea once I found out about it."
"Damn really? How'd you get the queen of all virgins to stretch that one? Wait how the fuck is the 'little angel' even okay with this? Your mom isn't like doing weird things to you is she?"
"What like 'molesting' me? From what I know you're the one who wanted to get some cock in the first place."
"What are you talking about? Do you even know what a cock is?" I say with a shaken voice, nervous at the dominant confidence he shows for only 8. It makes me tremble in all the ways my body wants to submit to.
He smiles back at me. "Cock? You really underestimate me being just a kid Aunty. I have more in me than you know."
"Danny..." I sigh out but really my mouth only makes a little moan. I look away from his controlling glare only to have my eyes focused on the jug by his feet, both sights have me nervous and horny. "Well how did this all... come together?"
"Well, I've had a lot of... changes the last year. A lot of... growth."
"Puberty?" I sigh out wondering if someone so young was already maturing down there.
"Heh, you can say that. But really I started taking much more interest in the family business, learning the ins and outs of things."
"Like how we produce the product?"
"Yes, yeah that is the simple stuff. Not too much about huge milky boobs after all."
"Haha, guess you got that right kiddo." I say shifting my own in my shirt as they feel needier to be let free.
"But ever since my... big change. I started being more active in helping Mommy. I started to learn about all the other stuff, financials, communications, price margins, and all that."
"Little wonderkin huh? So where does getting your mom to go along with... that other kinda stuff?"
"What being a slut?" Danny says with a proud smile on his face. "Well it was your idea in the first place wasn't it?"
"Yeah but Christine is like a total fucking prude!"
"Hahaha. If only you knew."
"Please tell me..."
"Well see, she didn't really tell me the whole everything of why you moved and all that. I mean only bits and pieces but I was only 5 back then. Now I'm so much older, and smarter too."
"She told you the truth eventually? But why?"
"Nah. Like I said mom can be weird about stuff. Especially sex stuff. I saw some emails. I was trying to familiarize myself with clientele and what kind of back and forth was required for making sure stuff goes smoothly. That's when I found the stuff between you and her."
"Danny... How are you so..."
"Intuitive Aunty Abby! I'm the man of the house and I need to act like it. That's how I found out about the reality of your fight. Of how good of an idea you had."
"I'm impressed. Honestly, how does such a big brain fit in a little body?" I couldn't help but bight my lips and look down at this mastermind. I was truly getting horny, and all for him as I fought off being a raging pedophile as he explained his master plan.
"Hehe. By the looks of it you'll be seeing how big things work on this little body soon enough." He glanced over my body nearly making me fall to my knees as I lower myself closer to him. "Setting up a website and online shop for the pervs was the easy part, getting mom convinced was a little harder. You can thank this for her change of heart, and body afterall." He pushed the jug closer to me with his foot. "It has effects on women like I said. Bigger boobs… milkier boobs… hornyness."
"God… it's a fucking miracle drug… That's why she has no problems doing that stuff online huh?"
"Some problems. Like I said Mom can sometimes lie to herself. Somedays she doesn't like doing it and sometimes she's obsessed. It's hard to know what she really wants sometimes, but I know Mommy better than anyone."
"So my chest? My tits did fucking grow, didn't they? That's why I'm feeling like this? Don't tell me she slipped me some. Or you? Did you?"
"Nope. You actually went at it yourself. 2 full gallons of it too, back to back." He picked it up and undid the lid, holding it towards me.
"What when?" My thoughts nearly trail off as I catch a small whiff of the drink. Got it's pungent and strong, familiar too. I could have sworn I had this before.
"When you came home drunk. Found your way to the basement, then you stopped at my room to tell me a few things. No secrets when your dunk too I guess." He chuckles and pulls the jug away from me and puts the lid back on.
"Shit… well… what is it, Danny? If it ain't breast milk? If it does all this? What's in it? Why is it?"
"I'll tell you if you drink more. I'll even tell you what you said to me when you where all messy and drunk."
"I'm not going to…" My body was weak. I was nearly bouncing on my knees right in front of him as I too was lying to myself and truly did want to taste whatever was causing such wild changes in my sister.
"Drink it and I'll make sure you won't have to go to another interview again. That anytime you ever feel like this... You won't have to worry about being calmed."
"What are you gonna do? You think I'm just gonna let my 8 year-old nephew do what he wants he is kinda sorta smarter than an average kid." I bark out but I know I'd let him do far more to me as I try to play off as my tits aren't actively lactating and my hands aren't tugging at my shirt to let it loose.
"Being above average runs in the family Aunty. You're a slut but not a stupid slut."
"You're making this really fucking difficult kid… I'm not some…" Pedo, not yet, but that sloshing thick cream before me made me want to rethink ever laying a finger on anyone older than 10.
"And you made me pretty hard when you came into my room that night. Don't you want to know what's got Mommy so wild?. You already know what this is. You know where it comes from." Danny's little hand reach for his groin as he shot me that calm confident smile.
Cum? It's his cum? I cringe at the thought of how many times he would have to masturbate to get that much seed in. How old and fermented the slop was. Putrid, absolutely disgusting. My own underage nephew waving his jizz jug in my face like a martini and the only way I could react was to swipe it from his hands and go bottoms up.
"See! Was that so hard Aunty. You don't need booze, you're getting drunk on my cock slime."
Fuck I was, I couldn't pull my lips from the delicious nectar once it touched my lips. I had plenty of cum swallowed in my years. But this was so different, so much stronger. Even chilled it was enthralling, my throat instantly filling with think chunky waves of his cum. It was so fucking good it made me sweat and groan as I took a quarter gallon right to my stomach in a single extended sip.
"Ha well, that night, you tumbled in already with a gallon of my stuff in your hand. You know your really sexy when your all sloopy, even now when your sober you look like a hot piece of ass."
"You think?" I whimper between long breaths as my mind swirls in absolute pleasure, hoping for something truly sick to have happened when I was drunk.
"Mhmm! Mom can't be a slut like you all the time. Well not yet... But back to the story, so you were droning on about not being able to fuck, that no guy was right, that you were horny and needed to fuck. Called my mom a bitch and nun and whore a whole lot."
"Holy shit… was she mad?"
"My mom was way gone, totally passed out. But you came in and just whined about needing dick, kinda like your body is doing right now. You pulled those boobs out, flashed me. Was so sure that I was the kinda man to take you on. To mess up that 'needy skank hole' as you put it."
"And why didn't you… I mean... You're only... Fuck it, you should slammed me like a whore Danny." I sigh admiting to wanting a dick down from my little nephew, going back to chugging his cum bucket as I listen on to his story.
"Cus you were drunk… That isn't consent now is it Aunty?"
"Yeah, but I needed it." I whimper out, by the taste of his jizz I don't know if it was possible for him to take any sort of advantage I wouldn't willingly submit to him.
"You need it now too don't you? Now keep drinking."
"Yes please…" I went back to my drink.
"Well you glugged down a gallon and had another with you as you ran off to bed. Pretty hard not to fuck you when you had your giant boobs out and all my cum soaking your tits. But I am a gentleman and got everything cleaned up. I mean I had just fucked my mom's brain out so my cock was pretty worn after that."
"You fuck?! You guys are doing that kinda thing…"
"Does it make you jealous Aunty Abby?"
I nod my head.
"You're going to be going to come back to work for me, for Debbie's Dairy."
"And your cock?"
"Exactly. Now finish up so we can start the business."
I tilt my head back to let the remaining piles of cum spill down my throat, only suckling down to get my greed to more. My nephew's ball juice slides past my lips and down my cleavage as I make a sticky mess during the act of drinking. I can't grasp what my sister has been up to, how smart, mature, or involved Danny is but the most important question of mine is answered as I finish my treat. The single cock that filled that delicious gallon was right before me.
Danny efficiently stripped himself and was aiming a member so massive that my cum drunk brain can hardly comprehend it. Attached to my nephew's little body was a cock far thicker and longer than even the hugest of grown men I had been with. My horny turmoiled body didn't know how to react. Part of me was scared, part of me was shocked. I had such a whiplash of expectations, my sanity was thrown through all sorts of loops in each turn of our conversation and it was all leading into this.
Danny is the one to make the first move as he pokes the exposed crevice my hanging breasts present to him. It's hard to believe an 8 year-old has this much cock but I'm struggling to even realize how well he can handle it. What made it all worse was the way he didn't go right in to fucking my tits like a ravenous beast but smoothed over my nipples with his a cock tip bigger than my own fist. His underage dick gently smacks each of my plump milky nipples visible the hardness to point right out from my breast.
"D-Danny… your so…"
"Big? It's in the family." He says poking my respective mass of oversized growth. "This is an important part of how the business runs now. You'll be…"
"All fucking yours…" I moan out as he slides his cock into my cleavage. The instant size of its girth makes me shiver and lean in to let him pump in more.
"Heh, I was gonna say my employee but I like that way better."
I groan and bite my lip as his flesh fuck stick submerges into my breast. I don't even need to squeeze myself to give him a fleshy tight hole to fuck and he needs no assistance as he confidently pushes his hips towards me. I have far bigger tits than most cocks can handle but I feel eager surprise once his fat leaking tip starts to poke at my rib cage.
"Danny… Your cock!" I shriek out feeling it continue to slither against my skin in ways that had every part of my body tingling. He was giving me horny depraved butterflies that went beyond my desperation to find sex, a real man. This was simply just right. "Fuck my tits Danny. Show me how much you like em..."
A set of small hands dug into my soaked nipples, pressing and grabbing them as his body marched forward. Flag pole stood in throbbing thickness into my boobs as my cleavage was met with his flesh tower to poke at my chin. His cock was doing the impossible and actually showing up from the submersion of my tits. "Aunt Abby… It takes a lot for my mom to talk like that… My cock can only do so much to persuade her." He says to me as my eyes trace his leaking pink tip. My massive bust totally entrenched any vision of the little stud regardless of the delicious-looking tool before my face and gleaning against my chest.
"Fuck my sister is so lucky for getting this dick! Tell me what you want baby! I'll do anything for you! Want me to talk like a fucked up pedo skank?"
I move in to stop speaking and start acting and wrap my lips right around his pocked up cock. Just as my mouth is about to reach the delicous sticky piss slit does it disapear in the range of my giant breasts. Danny preps himself up, easily andcomferatbbly stepping on tits just about the size of his body. He envelops my cock hungry mouth wioth his. Kissing my with his tiny 8 year-old head, swirling his tasty 8 year-old tongue along with mine, and speaking to me with his comanding 8 yuear-old voice.
"I want you to talk and act like it slut. You belong to me Aunt Abby." He said with such thrill and determination. Cock was still dug into my boobs and all I could do was stare and drool. At the bald groin that had an obscene growth springing out of it, at the little underage mouth that just kissed me, at my new boss, or lover, or master, or whatever he chose to call me. I hadn't even fucked this horse-cocked kid and already was I feeling a love that went far beyond just the 'Aunty' title.
"I love you Danny! I'm a fucking messy whore for you!" I cried out, squeezing my tits together with my wrists to further any of this little boys pleasure.
He smiled back, licking his lips in pleasure at what a deranged mess of emotion and hornieness he cleverly turned me into. "I love you too Aunty. You belong here, in this home, in this company, in this sluty state. All for me." I couldn't agree more.
Danny hopped down from his tit ladder and went back to fucking my tits. Pressing right into the center of my cleavage with still enough cock to slide up and past my head. Each thrust he gave made my chest bounce and squeeze to cloth tearingly wide proportions and I only pressed forward and encouraged more and more. Letting his cock smack and soak in my open mouth as I drooled on every inch that passed my head by.
"Gawhhddd... ishh *SLURRRRP SUCKCKMMMMNNNGGHH * ISHH SLOOO mmmmm * SLLLLSSSHHHURRRP * GOOOD!" I moaned out as I only got peaks at its delicious flavors as I attempted to suck what I could. I knew I was an addict the second I was reminded of how delicious what lay in that jug but now that it was steaming hot and I'd be sucking from the source I'd be in a whole new context of depravity.
His cock lava splashed to my face in the best surprise of my life, other than having a mega-hung nephew for the owner of my body. I gawked my mouth as wide as I could as my tits propped up a fire hydrant of white pearly goo that stained me in the best possible way. The filth clung to my flesh, to my lips, to my massive fuckable child-sized tits as if that's all it ever existed for. My nephew was the most thrilling, satisfying sexual experience I had ever had, and we haven't even got to the real fucking yet.
His flavors slipped down my throat like a miracle. Like each goey gallon that heated my esophagus was heaven that only a jumbo 8 year-old dick could supply me. I wept after taking in a massive sip of a stream still spraying me down. To think, my sister was similarly being mentally reformed to swallow who the fuck knows how much my sweet master shoots out a day made all the more sense. If I was his mommy I'd be stuffed every day, I can only cry for happiness now that I was more than an employee now.
It took me 5 minutes to roll around and swallow enough dick blast to have any focus on anything else. I was naked, rubbing it against my smooth skin as the clothes only bartered me from being the true cum dump slut I was meant to be. No man or cock mattered anymore but indulging in my chunky jizz buffet knocked enough focus out of me to realize had Danny had slipt from out of my chest.
"Even better warm huh? Wonder how your pussy is gonna like getting filled up with it if that's what does to your mouth being stuffed." Danny called to me as I sucked on my cum drenched fingers.
Still hard his waving member represented a fleshy flagpole of my absolute worship to my nephew. I still couldn't keep my eye's off it as he laid back in his bed, back propped against the frame and arms spread waiting for his newest whore to come please him.
"I don't think I'll ever be able to go back to another man if we do that..." I let out as I stand and crawl onto the bed and closer to my destiny.
"No rules today right Aunty? I thought this was all about fun."
"This is going to be far more than fun Master. This is going to be forever." I moan out as I straddle over him and let my cunt slowly dip to what I've been needing for more than just a couple months.
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Danny solidified me as his property and employee. We reviewed several of his plans and ideas for the business going forward. How he expect his mom to react to everything. These discussions were in between all the fucking so these were all very brief in the downtime between going at each other. Every room in the house had become our spot to do some kind of debauchery. Whatever hole, position, or style Danny want I gave to him with all my heart and oversized tits. Simply nothing could stop him, and nor would I ever want anything to do such.
It was only after hours of fucking, countless gallons of cum dropped on or in me. After truly showing my 8 year-old master what a devoted slut I was did his mother finally arrive home later into the day as she had planned and crept into the night.
"Gosh! Oh gosh! I'm sorry I'm home so late. I didn't think it would…"
"Christine, chill out. Everything is fineeeee." I said, spread out on the couch, my libs spilling to the edge of the cushions as the countless blasts of semen had done amongst my body. I was stained with cum new and old, with droplets running down tits that squished into each other like clashing yoga balls while plenty of other parts of my naked body had dried splashes clinging to my pores. The couch obscured my semen-made lingerie as my sister arrived in a panic.
"Okay okay… How's Daniel? Is he okay?"
"He's more than good Christine…" I smirk with the signs of his health splattered all over my naked body.
"I worry Abby! He has a sort of… condition." I could hear her teeth chattering between yelps.
"Heh. If that's what you call something so blessed." Having a giant dicked son with fat basketball-sized balls that barely stopped fucking me the whole day was the kind of condition crafted in heaven.
"Gosh he needs a lot of… care. I think I'm going to treat him to a little mommy-son vacation soon. Just the two of us in a nice comfy hotel for a weekend."
"Something tells me your the only one trying to give out 5 star service." I say below my voice in a snicker.
"In here mom!" Danny calls out from the kitchen.
"Oh, Danny! How are you sweety. Are you aching at all? Any pain? I'm so sorry for being gone so long baby? Have you eaten?"
"I ate!" I say with Danny's meals staining my face and seeping from my pussy as it slowly spills out from last time he fucked me, leaving my body in a cum bloated state.
"Yeah but I'm talking about my son… Do you want me to cook you anything sweety? Any business things you think we might need to take care of?"
"Nope, I'm just grabbing a snack."
"Daniel, a snack isn't food. Let me cook you a nice meal."
"Me and Aunty Abby talked about business stuff." Christine is halted in her path towards the kitchen as Danny speaks. Her whole body stiffens and fingers press into one another as she clenches her hands together.
"O-oh?" Her voice cracked, she nearly took a glimpse back at me on the couch, stopping only from how awkwardly nervous she was in this state. She'd learn soon enough what we would be up to, but it's all up to Master to ease my sister in the right direction.
"Yeah, we came up with a new plan. A better plan."
"Daniel… This isn't a conversation to have right now. It's between your Aunt and me. You are only a child and don't need to invovle yourself with this stuff."
"But I already have mom. I want to take on more responsibility, more control. This is s a family business after all, isn't it?"
"Daniel your 8…" Her voice trails off.
"Don't underestimate the precious pipsqueak. We both know he has far more to offer than just a kid..."
"Abby..." She says to me, still not making any eye contact in my direction. I'd figure the smell of musk and juices might throw something off to her but I grin wildly as I maintain composture. "Daniel enough please. I am your mother and as of now I am in charge of our business. You are only a child and have no say in how things are run." She continued forward to head back in the kitchen showing an aggresive parenting style that almost felt like she was about to punish him.
"That's not how you felt last time we fucked Mom..." Danny said, throwing Christine into panic.
"How could you feel anything but worship when he's putting that jumbo cock to work." I giggle as my sister finally jerks back to look at me. Her eyes go wide in shock of how naked and cum lathered I am. Just again the sound of popcorn being crunched forces her head forward as her naked son comes forth with cock swaying nearly to the floor.
"We need to change things and move forward Mom." Danny says as he walks past her and hops to the couch next to me with his bowl of popcorn in his hands. "Give me the control I need and we will be the happiest family ever." I groan at his cherubic optimism. Kissing his hips and nusling my face to his groin.
"D-Daniel... A-Abby..." She musters out, like the idea of us fucking is a compltely wild and foregin idea.
"Mom stop being so weird. We were just doing the kind of stuff we do for 'business' that you wanted to keep all secret. Abby is just like your mom, she likes it just as much."
"I'm not a... I don't like... This is business... family..." Christine is stunned, her breathe goes heavy and slow as she tries to escape from her new reality.
"Christine... Sweet big sister. Danny... Master has told me everything. Shown me just how smart, how capable, how.... nnngghh fucking incredible he is. We need to admit to ourselves where we belong. Or maybe just how high our precious angel can fly."
"Abby no... This is innapropriate..."
"Any less appropriate than when we do it? The amount of times we did it that night you came into my bedroom? Any other day before Aunty came home to live with us again."
"That's different Daniel. THis is apart of buisness. You know what your... semen... does for buisness."
"Then why do you still drink it when it's warm? When it comes right out my cock? Why do we fuck?"
"THat's cus sometimes my mouth is just on... We have sex cus...."
"Why is the business doing almost double the profits after we started doing Aunty's idea? How come you were saying all those sexy things when you were bouncing on my cock? I like when you say those things mommy, I like when you show me how sexy you can really be."
"Danie... I..." She was blushed and speechless. Her hands where moving spuratically against one another. Eye's where darting everywhere, they tried to remain on the floor and away from the proof of filth but she couldn't keep for too long without showing how hungry and desperate she was for his cock and the delicious cum all over my body.
"Shit dude. You were right. She doesn't know what to think. I never seen my sis so unsure of something like this."
"Mom, I love you. I love Aunt Abby too! Everytime we do these things, well it isn't business to me. It's love, it's connection. Sometimes you show me so much love, tell me how much you like doing this stuff, tell me the way it makes you feel. Like a slut, a whore. It all makes me feel amazing. I don't want to think of anything I do with you as buisness, only as us connecting, being who we truly are. The milk, the product, the money, that doesn't even matter compared to the family. To us, together. Doing what is natural."
"Daniel.... I... I love you sweetie..." She coed as he smooth talked her. Even my heart was beating as he spoke. This was no child and this was no naturalistic family, this was something far more. "You know that you've never truly had a father and I never really dated after you were born. You never had a real male role model and maybe you feel like you need to make up for that but..."
"Do we really need anyone else, Christine?"
"I used to wonder about stuff like that. About why I don't have a dad. Why my Mommy never went on dates or married or let anyone close. But that's all becuase I'm what you need mom. I'm what the buisness needs. I want to be more than just your son, but lover. To show how much I love you, how much I want to fuck and do all sorts of dirty stuff that we already do. I want to take care of both of the most important woman in my life. I love you, both."
Me and Christine both cooed in unision. He was so sweet, even naked and casually munching popcorn was he a bite sized prince charming. Christine's body language settled but she still was finding it hard to accept the situation now that a second set of eye's where involved. The exact kind of shame that plagued her in every relationship she involved herself in.
"Daniel.... I love you. I love you so much. I really do... aprectiate the 'special' interactions we have. They mean alot to me, a-and I do kind of enjoy... I juts.... This is so... It's innapropriate. Immoral. It's embarssing and I just don't know if I feel right..."
"How could something so wonderful be anything but right mom?"
"How could we turn down a cock like this?" I chuckle and peak my hand under his snack bowl to grope the massive member.
"It just... it is..." She sighed and looked away. "Me and your Aunt are just different people. I get it, I understand why your Aunt is so drawn to you. Honestly I sort of hopped it would happen. I feel almost relevied."
"Your telling me, my cunt never seen more fat throbbing releif in my whole damn life." I snicked and give my Master a kiss on his side.
"Eh... ha ha..." Christine laughs uncomfortably. "I just need to think about things... I won't stop you two... but please just let me figure out the business side of this stuff. I already need to update the logs from today's increase."
"See that kiddo, progress. I knew you had it in you to make her see the light."
"Mom, why don't you just settle in. You been working all day, I wanna show you what me and Aunty have been up to all day."
"Daniel no… Uhm… I have to uh… Log the latest sales to Tower Mart. We are uhm increasing the sales a little…"
"I'm here to help too y'know Christe."
"Yeah oh… okay… uhm…" I rolled my eye's. She was clearly hesitant about all sorts of things, including me coming back to work.
"30 Unit increase right?" Danny asks.
"Uhm yeah, 30 units. A little steep but I know I can do that."
"Yeah cus now we have Aunty to help too! I gave her some of the cold stuff too so she is gonna get bigger boobies like yours."
"I got plenty of the hot stuff all day today too." I purr as I squeeze my jizz covered jugs.
"Oh… That's nice..." Her eyes watch each drop spilling from my chest in hungry anxiety. "W-well I need to have the amount I've usually been having daily... maybe... I'll just get to work and..."
"Mom... I have it covered. Stop being so weird and take a break?"
"Daniel I'm so proud that you want to take more responsibility. Your growing up so fast and I love how smart you are with the website and computer stuff but..."
"The logs are already updated. I automated all that months ago."
"What?"
"The 30 Units increase. That's all been put on the excel sheet for our Industrial shipments. It's way faster and easier if we just do it on the computer."
"Daniel... how? Do you even know how to fill it out."
"Margins, tax deductions, dates, projected sales increased, blah blah blah I know how you and grandma do it. You got logs of it for like 40 years. That's all digitalized too. We can stop wasting the paper."
"See Christine, big cock, big brain. Don't you think he'll make a perfect boss?"
"Daniel... That's amazing. You really did all that? What about all the other paperwork? I still have to fax our new markups and agreements."
"Mommmmm. Fax machines are really REALLY old y'know. That's all digital too. I took care of that like 20 minutes after they emailed the confirmation. Aunty was sucking my cock a the desk when I handled it."
"Hehe, I'll get right back to it while you talk biz bossman?" I curl up to him getting ready to get on my knees and between his legs to put my mouth to work.
"Not yet cock sucker. You'll get more cock soon enough." He took a break from his popcorn to pat my head to settle me down but it only made me more eager.
"Daniel, I had no clue all the little lessons I was teaching you went so far? Is there anything I can even do?"
"Nah. Lot's of the busy work is really just way quicker and easier with the new procedures I've been setting up. I think you just needed it cus if you aren't working you get all worried and weird about how much we fuck."
"He's so capable Christine. Just let him do what he needs to. It's so much better to let him take control..." At this point, I was pawing at him, desperate for more attention, more cock. I was far more impressed and needy for the massive club of flesh I needed even more of than how advanced his brain was for a little boy.
"Okay... I'm impressed. I never knew I was doing things so.... regressive. I-I guess you can show me some of the new stuff and see how it goes. I just... I don't know what to feel right now..." The same on her face as she looked at us said she regretted the sexual mess her son was tangled in. The hunger in her eyes however told a story of filthy thrill. "Time is all I need right now... Yeah, time... time to think. To get a better view of things. I'll leave you two to whatever it is..."
"Lot's of fucking big sis. Same as you."
"Well uhm... y-yeah. Whatever. I haven't pumped all day. I'm going to start on that 30 Units and do that thinking..." Christine turned from us slowly. If she gets any more conflicted those nipples may just be leaking turmoil by the time she gets in the office.
"Sounds like a good plan to me! Any way you want to use my body now Master?" I cheered, pouncing to my knees and kissing Danny's neck, ready for more.
"No. I don't like that plan." He said paying no mind to the way my lips nipped at him and hands roamed his lithe boy chest.
"Whaaaaa?" I whine but Christine looks back to her son with a frown.
"Aunty not you. Bend over." He points to the couch, directing me to the orders I'm happy to take. "Mom, sit. Please." He points to the coffee table just before the couch. She is much more resistant to taking orders from him.
"Daniel... I need the space. I need to take care of my breast flow." She sighs, sounding defeated as she still inched closer to the placement she was directed to.
"I didn't see you all day Mom. I missed you." He talks to his mom while my bouncy bubble butt aims its way towards him, each of my cheeks bigger than his little head but still outweighed by his cock.
"I missed..." Her teeth clench together as eyes make for the cock hardening again. Reminded of the cock she so clearly adores and its full length she slowly gets closer. "Missed it too... you too..." He spanks me as the underside of his fat cock digs presses into my asscheeks, nearly held by my puffy booty meat. This has her both groaning and has her resting in her seat.
"Will we fuck Mommy? After I rail Aunty?" The little boy said as he spanked me again, this time I was the one groaning, pushing my bubble butt back against his cock leaving my excited pussy juice and last rounds cum to spill onto his shaft.
"Daniel… Maybe…"
"But your horny Mommy. Your boobies are leaking." There was no clear indication that she was having that sort of reaction. Besides the blush on her face, Christine's chest was covered in several layers including a coat, a thick black sweater, and a bra that compacted her breast into appearing nearly smaller than mine. She tried to push the flaps of the coat together, an incredible feat for any clothing a Gardner woman attempted but did little other than just slightly hide what was already unhittable boobs. "Take off your shirt."
Christine paused for a moment bud did as was requested. Her jacket was first but the sweater had some difficulty maneuvering the massive radius of her boobs. As Danny knew she sure was horny and leaking. The bra she wore compacted those giant boobs but still amongst the flesh spilling over the fabric did white waterfalls of white spill. He paused his ass groping and grinding to shoot her a glance. The bra was next to go.
My older sister stood there topless with her massive boobs resting down to her lap as she looked idly by, embarrassed yet clearly worked up. Her son was doing a marvelous job of making me desperate for another round of his 2-foot cock no matter how much I already got that day. He takes another spank on my ass while he grumbles with pleasure at the sights of his mom's fat milky boobs. "Stop teasing Master! Give me that huge cock!" I whine out, I was trying not to be as present in his little plan to show his mom what needs to be done. I just wanted to be a fuck vessel for his cock but he made me too horny to resist.
"Is this enough? I'm all... excited."
"Horny. You were horny all day without me Mom."
"Y-yes... Well, now I need to take care of things. The 30 Units..."
"We can worry about that tomorrow." Dany spreads my cheeks as his tip slaps my needy pussy. My legs quiver waiting for him to impale me. "I'm taking care of things, tonight Mom. All I want you to do is watch and listen."
"Ahhhhh fuck!" I moan out as his cock stretches me yet again as we begin to fuck. Christine shudders, shifting around on the coffee table as her breathing pics up. Even her breasts begin to spill more milk as his cock slowly disappears inside my pussy. The same on her face is turning to flustered heat.
"I want you to stop flip-flopping on what's between us Mom." Danny spoke to her as he slowly pushed half of his massive dick back and forth to my ass. I wanted to moan for more, slamming my hips back and taking that thick meat right to my already bruised cervix. I was clenching the pillow managing only to keep my moans to a minimum while my little stud made his mommy monologue. She tried to look him in the eyes but her gaze lowered to the cock gently fucking me. "We are filthy Mom. You aren't just a mother to me but mine. Not even a girlfriend, but like my wife."
Christine's face perked up at that thought. 'Wife.' No she wasn't often in relationships, she wasn't very emotionally mature when it came to her emotional desires. My sister was extremely hesitant to let her walls down for a man, sexually and emotionally. I could only encourage and coach her so much in that field but I knew that there was some sort of guard keeping her away. Danny had gotten her this far to actually enjoy sex, to be told what to do, even if it was only stripping and watching us fuck. It took far more than just a little boy to ease what my sister was too comfortable in.
The perfect man was encapsulated in her 8 year-old son. More than just a massive cock but in smarts, in understanding. He had a way of making me feel things even when he was thrashing that jumbo wood in my body all day. Like he truly valued me when I was begging to just be used as a cock sleeve. Even with his cock stuffed inside me right now did I feel warm nurture that was safe with him. That I was heard and appreciated and loved. "Gah I love it!" I cried out, trying not to totally blabber my cock worship and full heart as he talked to his mother.
Christine was making all sorts of faces, she looked embarrassed, fighting off a smile, regretful but happy then again. She didn't know how to accept being a whore, being desperate for cock in a way so obvious that it literally made our famously giant boobs leak. That she loved her son, loved an underage boy. That amongst being filthy and shameful that her strongest relationship was indefinitely taboo.
Me and Christine were one in the same, only I was capable of admitting it to myself. I wanted to pounce on my giant dicked stud and give Danny all the incestual love he deserves. I wanted to hear that word again. Wife. I'd gladly marry my nephew and all it took was a day of sex and a to let all the secrets go to help me realize what the Gardner women needed. Danny was a man and I couldn't wait to see how he grows and where he takes our business, most importantly our family.
"I just…" I hold out a squeal as her flattered smirk goes to a frown. "Need a little bit to think about it…" She reverts back to that same excuse.
Danny shifts his little hips in a quick powerful knock inside me. An unexpected rough force of his fat dick pushes deeper and harder into my pussy. His little body makes slams against my ass forcing my cheeks and even tits to jiggle. They wobble even with my mammoths pressed into the couch under me. It'd be impossible for any slut to take this much cock and not moan.
"See Mom. This is just like how we do it. Don't you see how much Aunty likes it."
"Loves it! I love his fat fucking cock." I add on as Danny continues his rougher motions with a spank.
"... It's familiar…" She says flustered. She extends her chest forward a little and fingers clench at her collar bone as even her nipples start to blush under all the milk spilling out.
"Mom I like when you have your boobies out. It makes my cock even harder." He rams that hard cock in me even rougher as he finishes that sentence, which causes a crackled scream out of me. Christine's body can holds still as he hands move from her neck to her upper chest to her lap.
"Heheh. She gets all weird about masturbating and GAHHMMMMM stuff…" I moan out. My whole body is rocking back and forth to his little boy groin. My vision goes blurry from the massive size of kid dick burying in me but I still try to remain present in the situation, besides the amazing sex I'm taking part in. "Look -hmmmhMMMMMMM- how bad she wants to touch hersel- GAHHHHHMMMMFFFFFFf."
She only gets more and more uncomfortable as I call it out. Her face is a clownish red as her fingers dig into the table and her mouth clenches as her need to release something, anything, becomes clearer as another cupful lactates out of her.
"Come here, Mom. It's okay to feel like this." Danny called to his Mom, as he slowed down.
Christine got up in an instant. She was desperate to do anything and acted as if her whole body was being pulled by his words. Danny took his hand off my ass to reach for his mother she followed to her body.
My sister whimpered out as her boy touched her chest. I can only imagine one of his tiny digits sinking into all that soaked areola as the back of his hand flowed over in white tit milk. I could feel the other one of her breasts pressing against me, pressing into the entirety of my back, this was no obstacle for him to fuck me however his focus was now on his mother.
"You get all messy when you don't let me take care of you."
"Daniel… I'm your mother…" She managed out as if soothed over with a gentle touch. His little palm knew just what to do and soon I could feel him press into the other tit squishing into me as he toyed with her nipples in every way she needed. "Mmnnnahhhh... mmmmm hahhh hahmmmmm..." Christine moaned more and more, I could feel her shaking, she was trying to let something out, but I was too full of giant underage dick to know if it was more resistance, less resistance, or a full orgasm. "I'm the one who should…" Christine's soft words were halted by a kiss. The gentle smacking of lips as she accepted her son's mouth in something that I could only perceive as passion from the bent over the state I was in.
"You're more than just my mother. We both knew that since we started doing all this filthy stuff. I'm taking care of both my wives. My way."
Christine had now more ways to say no she accepted. She let him in. Kissed back, leaned into him. At the same time as my sister made out with her son did he go back to giving me the rough brunt of his cock. He gripped onto my ass and slammed into me, making me moan out once again.
"Fuck!!!!" I squealed. Even Christine's boob was shaking amongst the back of the body being rocked by kiddy dick. His incredible force and speed had me unable to keep myself from crying out. I was moaning harder and harder with each forceful push of my pussy. "We'll be your fucking sluts forever!!!!" I wail out again.
"How's that sound Mom? Do you agree?"
"Y...yes... Yes Master! Just please let me be your slut next. I wanted your cock all day!" Christine sounded incredibly mousy but still did Danny do what he expected and broke down those walls. It was incredible and I couldn't be any more proud, or full of cock.
Danny pulled out of my cunt, leaving my well fucked body ringing with pleasure. He grasped the back of his mother's head and pulled her down to a cock covered in my pussy juice. Only once it was rung in her mouth did he start to cum.
Squishly blasts flowed into her cheeks as she gulped out. Her throat was gulping with such fury that I could hear it amongst the squish splotch of semen ejecting from the cock I had devoted myself to. I glanced back to see his balls pumping, churning. Danny was feeding her his cum and even Christine was trying to get more of that pipe sliding down her throat as it erupted. Danny's loads had hardly gone down in volume throughout the day and clearly, this was no different, it was in fact longer than what by my count as usual. Nothing was pulling Christine's mouth off her son's cock and the way her face was turning purple showed that her body might give up before he mind did.
Danny moaned out as he took his hand from his mom's head and stopped his pipeline of seed. Christine slowly ploped her mouth of his cock still left with a puddle laying on her tongue. She took deep breaths as her face returned to a normal color. All that shame and embarrassment on her face turned into the exact kind of pleasing slut Danny wanted. Looking up at her son like a puppy as she licked down the reaming fluids.
"I love you, mom," Danny said as mother and son looked deeply into each others eye's.
"I love you..." She sighed out with such a new submissive emotion that I have never seen on my sister in my entire life.
"Forgetting anyone?" I smirk with my freshly fucked cunt still throbbing from being used.
"I would never Aunty. I love both my sluts with everything I've got." Both me and Christine smiled wide at each other then him as if we were given some kind of award. "You two still have to kiss and makeup."
"For what?" I ask, already feeling in the perfect situation.
"For all the struggle in the past. For almost falling apart."
"That's behind us, Master! All that matters is that we are together now. Like this, like a slutty devoted to your family!"
"Y-yeah. We only have our future to look forward to now sweetie. I want to see everything you ha-" Christine's soft voice was cut short as Danny yanked her arm and pulled her on top of me.
"Then kiss. Show me what love means to our family now." Danny spoke to us as our boobs pressed into each other. Each bare breast squeezed and push into one another. It nearly created a distance between the two of us but even with a crater of boob between us did our faces remain close.
"Christine… our man isn't the only thing I love..." I say as I stare into my sister's eyes. She looks embarrassed, blushing again but keeps her eyes to me. Our breath meet, both equally ripe with the stench of Danny's spunk. "I love you, Christine..."My lips quiver and purse to be met with hers. Christine is slow to move but is making progress closing in on me.
"I love you, little sister..." A dribble of leftover cum from the side of her lips spills to mine, Christine moves in to finally kiss me. All her lust and passion is pressed into my mouth as all too sudden and quick does her tongue clash with mine, moving her face back and forth to show me how truly depraved her son has made her. Fuck I love this sister. Fuck I love this nephew. Fuck I love this family. I kiss back trying to give her just as much energy, My hands make to cup her ass but her pants are being taken off as I soon find her bare rear to dig my hands into.
"It's my turn to be his fuck slut now...." Christine moans out as her hips grind into mine and I spread her pussy lips. Already do my fingers feel the heat of hard spongy cock tip grinding into her. My sister is panting like a dog.
"Mmmm. It's all his. Both of us. All we have, all for him." I purr back.
It's the way she moaned when he thrust in that told me she agreed, and it's the way we devoted ourselves to his cock every day after that proved what love really meant to the Gardners from then on out.