Incest/Taboo Alpine Hideaway Magic

Within fifteen minutes time, she had reached us while we sat in the grass sunning ourselves and puffing on Oma's pipe. Oma assured me as she approached that I need not worry about being naked around Margarite. If I had thought Katarina and her niece enjoyed a naked roll in the grass with us...well let's just say Margarite was something a bit...more; grandmother informed me. She told me that it was a good thing she had loaded up her pipe with more bullweed. I looked at her and then at the pipe and then noticed, sure enough...my cock was stirring; apparently recovered from my latest tumble in the flowers with Oma. She wanted my trouser cannon properly loaded up to greet my aunt!

As Tante Margarite crossed the last hundred meters with her sheep, Oma and I got to our feet. Tante Margarite broke into a run and then charged Oma with her arms wide as mother and daughter exchanged greetings and glad tidings. Margarite looked at her mother and commented,

"Mutti oh my goodness! You look younger then when I saw you last. Seducing these fine young cocks up here in the meadows agrees with you! Who is that one," she said looking at me and eyeing my cock and then looking back up to my face, "some woodcutter or farm boy up here, I suppose?"

"No girl," Oma explained, "may I introduce to you, your grown up nephew...Stephan!"

"Stephan! How could it be so?" she asked, "No Stephan was a little boy who was always getting about into mischief when I saw him last!" She came over to me and hugged me and kissed me with a gentle peck on the cheek. It was then she paused a moment...the whiff of the mushroom spores and juices hit her in the nose and although she said nothing, her facial expression changed. Before she was eyeing me as one more lad my grandmother had seduced, then she looked at me as her long lost nephew, and now she looked at me like something she could gobble up like porridge!

"That boy has grown up Margarite," Oma answered, "but he still manages to get into mischief, and even with me!" Oma explained about my situation and my subsequent desertion from the Army, the intrusions upon the house ( twice), the fact that my mother Greta and Tante Ilse needed her to hide me, that they would join us soon, and she even went as far as to explain how she had discovered my...abilities! She then looked at Maragite who seemed to be vexed and agitated and distracted. My aunt was looking at me, as I shielded my now uncomfortable rising cock; the bullweed in Oma's pipe now forcing it to rear its head again and need a woman's opening to batter and pummel!

"You look like you have had a very long trip this morning Margarite," she said with a sly grin; knowing full well the effect the juices of the mushrooms mixed with my sweat were having on her daughter, and also understanding the bullweed was making my cock growl and chomp at the bit, "do you think maybe you should sample what I have been speaking off?" Even though she and I had just had a good rutting- fuck, the bullweed must have been working Oma as well! She had one hand on her clitty and one hand tweaking her nipples.

Margarite nodded to Grandmother and pushed my hands aside to reveal my troublesome prick which she took in her hands and examined like she was looking at some rare throbbing enormous species of bullfrog. She was absolutely captivated by it as she held it in her palm and ran a finger up and down the throbbing ridges and veins. She turned and looked at Oma saying,

"Aach Mutti! It is so wonderful and beautiful...just like his father's was!" Oma nodded in agreement. Tante Margarite removed her kerchief from her hair, revealing a short head of curly brown locks that went passed her ears and actually seemed to tinge red in the brilliant sun. She pulled me by my cock to her, threw an arm around my naked body and kissed me full and deep upon my mouth, her tongue exploring the interiors of my maw while her other hand milked my cock hard! Oma giggled at the spectacle and continued to frig her snatch and bother the tips of her titties while Tante and I kissed. I reached up with my arms and pulled her in a tight embrace and we held the kiss for a very long time; her hand frigging my snarling penis.

Tante finally broke free from our clutch and dropped to her knees, pulling down her dirndl top to expose her breasts; those being the udders of a middle aged woman who had seen quite a few lips sucking upon them in her life! Her nipples stood out from curves of her bosoms as though they had been stung by bees; both appeared to be plump red berry, ready for the picking! I ran my hands down across her breasts and gave her nipples a good deep tweaking causing sighs groans to well up from inside her. I looked down over shoulders and I could see she had a similar arrangement of ancient knotted tattoos that ran extensively across her back, just like my grandmother's.

Oma came up behind Tante and dropped to her knees behind her daughter; her head leaning over Tante Margarite's shoulder. Oma reached around to pinch my aunt's bothered nipples while my Tante stroked my cock infront of her face, seemingly in a trance! Oma whispered lewd words of encouragement and my aunt giggled and craned her head around to kiss my wicked ringmaster of a grandmother passionately before turning back to my cock and taking it in her mouth.

I felt a magnificent rush of pleasure as the mouth of my Aunt drew my penis inside the warmth of her gobbler. Obviously a lady of experience, she inhaled and exhaled through her nose and sank her head down upon the length of the shaft until her lips touched the curly hairs of my pubis and my cock-head plumbed her esophagus! Oma reached down with one hand underneath Margarite's skirts to bother and diddle her woman parts while her other hand continued to tweak and torture my aunts nipples. Tante Margarite responded by slipping one hand behind her back, groping around until she found Oma's sex and began to frig her mother with her fingertips. Tante's other hand came around my backside, gripping me by the asscheeks to push and pull me back and forth, in and out, of her sucking warm mouth! My hands came down to run my fingers through her hair and finally settle with one hand on her shoulder, and one on her head, urging that wonderful instrument of soothing fellation upon my cock! Having a woman want to suck you like this is a truly joyous thing!

My aunt's mouth and head now bobbed wickedly on my penis, taking me deeply and with lots of wet slurping sounds rising up from her mouth to meet my ears! Oma leaned forward to kiss my tante on the back of her neck and run her tongue up and down her skin, nibbling the flesh. She kissed her daughter's shoulders before biting and licking her way up to my aunt's neck and ears; tugging and chewing playfully on her earlobe and all the time frigging Tante Margarite beneath her skirt. As she did this, Oma kept whispering lewd urgent words to her, bidding her to suck me harder and force me to seed in my aunt's mouth! She told her to gobble my semen for it would be a pleasant surprise for her! Tante Margarite responded by groaning in agreement and banging the head of my penis into the back of her throat with great hungry zeal while wet sounds of saliva escaped her lips!

The feeling on my cock was overwhelmingly wonderful! After a few minutes I felt my wave crest and rise inside me...I knew this wonderful sucking mouth of my Tante Margarite would force me to spend and spend hard! Oma and Tante had now frigged each other's cunnies into a lovely frenzy of urgent need to spend as well! I looked down and saw Oma's mouth open as Tante Margarite's fingers brought her close to the edge. Margarite was moaning feverishly into my cock as she sucked it now with reckless slurping abandon, saliva dripping from her mouth and running down her chin as Oma's fingers on her sex and nipples were now having the effect she needed. I felt the rush of my seed, I shook my head to the sky and released my call of joy in a cry of AAAAAAGGGGGGHHH as my grandmother found her crescendo sweeping her away as well, joining my call in a harmonizing OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH while Tante Margarite joined in with her cry of culmination that was gagged and muffled by my cock as it spat a warm salty breakfast into her mouth and past her tonsils. Tante Margarite gulped and swallowed loudly as my cock spouted and spouted, then she held some of the contents in her mouth as though she had just discovered a note of something...significant!

"You noticed it too Margarite! His seed is special!" Oma said finding her breath and caressing my aunt. Margarite swallowed and broke loose from my cock saying,

"I hadn't expected this...he is a wizard of extreme capabilities!"

"And all we have to do is ...develop it!" Oma agreed, already know this to be true. I collapsed in the grass as the two women shared a post climactic kiss and embrace of joy. Then I was tapped on the leg by my Aunt after a few minutes of dozing as she looked down at me saying,

"Come on boy! Your grandmother wishes to show me some mushrooms and then we are taking my flock down to her house for today and the night!" I rose to my feet and the three of us walked to the decaying log with its cache of mushrooms. Ten steps away from the log, my tante let out a shriek of surprise as she could see what all the commotion had been for,

"Mutti! Can this be so?" she exclaimed, "I have seen Mountain Lothario grow in little patches of three here and two there but... this is incredible!"

"The conditions for it to grow are just right Margarite," Oma replied nodding her head, " I think we will have a healthy supply. We just have to keep adding fuel to this fire!" She looked at me saying,

"Stephan, pull some more of those rotten bits of wood up from the forest closer to this wood line...I want to give these lovelies plenty of food!"

"So you can make more?" I asked.

"Yes, and not just for fucking in the fields...it is excellent for circulation, for relief of inflammation...even problems with the digestive tract...just be very careful how much you use," she said with a grin. I pulled up some more bits of wood from the forest and then went back into the darkness and retrieved a four foot rotten log. I had to be careful of as it was coming apart in my hands as I handled it; about like picking up the crusts of a tart or pastry. Beetles and worms tumbled out of it as I walked to back to the two women with my four foot prize. They were placing the rotten wood around to set it all "just so" for more spores to take hold in the decaying material. When they saw the foul, mossy green bit of log I was carrying Oma cracked a joke,

"There is something about a man with his nasty log in his hands that a girl can't get enough of!" There was a pause and then both she and Margarite exploded with a burst of naughty laughter. They showed me where to drop the rotten bit of wood and then when it hit the ground they kicked the rotten pieces of it around just as they had with the other bits of mushroom food.

"There!" said my grandmother with her hands on her naked hips, "I think we are good here. Now let's get down to the stream. I know your sheep could use some water and probably the three of us could too!" We dressed walked down the mountain to the meadow where Grandmother and I had frolicked with Kat and her niece the previous day. Oma and I led the way passing the pipe between us. By the time we hit the stream, I had once again a massive erection in my lederhosen and Oma had been a font of lewd jokes and innuendo for the past ten minutes of the descent. Margarite had been handed one of the mushrooms that had been tainted with my sweat and she had been pressing it to her nose like it was catnip the whole way down the hillside, smiling and taking time every now and then to shoot a hand up under the skirt of her dirndl.

At the stream, the sheep all crowded around as best they could to drink and quench four legged thirsts. Before they had a chance to reach the stream however Oma had the presence of mind to get ahead of us and move as quickly as she could to the edge of the water, strip off her clothes and take and impromptu bath in the absolutely frigid waters. She rubbed and splashed around in the freezing cold embrace of melted snow like the cold was nothing to her! I shook my head in amazement that she could handle the shock to her system like that but she rubbed and scrubbed upon her body and her armpits, and crotch, and the cleft of her arse like it was nothing to fret over. She later told me that baths in icey streams were one way she fought disease and kept her limbs pliant. She said if I did a cold bath in a mountain streams periodically, not only would I toughen up, I would also have less bone and joint trouble as I got older.

As the sheep were just about to hit the waters she was able to reach into her bag and produce three clay beer mugs. She dipped the mugs one at a time coming up with fresh cold mountain water that had yet to be tainted by the trampling hooves of the sheep. Margarite and I gained the far bank with her and we each grabbed a mug and took a long drink. Water that is the result of snow melt is a wonderfully pure thing indeed and to someone who has been up and down the side of a mountain with a parched throat, it is as sweet as honey!

Oma now tapped our mugs with her finger which refilled as you may have guessed a big foaming level of beer! We walked up the far slope to the edge of the meadow and the three logs to remove all our clothes and sun ourselves. As we sat naked to the sky and sun (me between the two women), Oma and Tante Margarite exchanged more bawdy jokes and riddles as we drank. Soon a pair of hands; one belonging to my grandmother and one to my aunt, found their way down to my cock to stroke and rub and frig me.

"Well Margarite," Oma said, "are you rested? I don't think this poor billygoat has completely spent himself this morning. His bollocks could possibly use a good emptying! Let's get up onto the meadow and finish what we started up on that mountainside!"

"I am with you Mutti!" Tante Margarite replied as she pulled me to my feet by my cock with a wicked sneer of lust upon her face. We walked a bit over into the meadow but not so far that we could not see the sheep and then we fell down into the grass and mountain flowers. Oma had me lay on my back and she mounted my face as Tante Margarite sucked my cock for a few strokes before straddling me, facing Oma and placing the head of my cock at the entrance to her hairy cunny. She sucked in her breath and then letting it out, sank and fell down upon my throbbing shaft and in one fluid motion she took me into her right down to my balls. My cock was now sheathed with the warmth of my Aunts cunt and I was now committing incest with a second female member of my family. I was now breaking through to something new! I had fucked my grandmother, I had Kat and her niece but now; I was having my own aunt and at the same time having sex with a mother and daughter! Oma made a comment that this was just the START of female relations that would feel the throb of my cock - if she had her way! I made an MMMhhhm of approval muffled by her cunny as I lapped and slurped at her clitty and labia, my fingers already rubbing, twirling, and fingering, at her puckered dung hole.

Oma bore down her cunny upon my face, grinding my nose, lips, and chin hard while her hands playfully gave my nipples little pinches. She and Tante Margarite then leaned over for kiss and then they took turns sucking each other's neck, shoulders, ears and breasts; their hands roaming about their bodies. I began to see Oma's tattoos ruffle as I looked up from my vantage point beneath her arse-cheeks, staring up the line of her spine. She was working a magic. I then noticed that in between moans she was chanting. Presently Tante Margarite joined in the chant, just a little higher than a whisper but not so loud that it sounded like normal speech.

Tante Margarite's arse slammed up and down on my throbbing erection; she had a very nice snug cunny that was juicing up delightfully, making lovely sensations up and down the length of my shaft. She leaned forward to suckle her mother's breasts and as she did she pulled Oma's arse cheeks wide apart for me saying,

"Here young fellow, get in and kiss this old woman's nasty back porch!" She wiggled a finger around Oma's pink bottomhole for emphasis and as my tongue moved up to the puckered rim of her anus, Tante Margarite's hands patted the top of my head, before twirling and running her fingers through my hair. My tongue began to attack my grandmother's asshole and with both hands I reached behind Margarite's bum to find her own wicked anus and begin teasing it and diddling it with my fingertips; producing a delighted nasal moan and giggle from my auntie! Oma's anus opened up and that magical tongue of hers once again ran out through her bum-hole to poke its way around my lips and mouth before ducking back inside - the old girl loved little sexual surprises that suited her sense of lurid and lewd humor! I continued to chew Oma's arse pucker and fuck Tante Margarite while strumming her naughty bum-hole; both women now atop me bucking and moaning and cursing and laughing in the sun!

After a few minutes of insuring Oma's rear entrance was free of ticks, I moved my tongue back to her cunny and pink little love button, sucking and chewing hard and producing sounds in my grandmother as though she was suffering from the most delightful of belly aches! She responded by grinding her crotch harder and with determined force down upon my lips and jaw panting,

"Oh Ja, bite and chew me you wicked little fellow! Chew on your Oma's sex! AAAaggghhh oh it feels so strong and gooood!!"

"His cock feels magnificent Mutti," said my aunt in between gasps as her arse slammed up and down on my shaft, "it is stretching me in all the right places sooooooo nicely!" She picked up the pace and energy of her fuck, matching it with Oma's as the two women, mother and daughter fondled and sucked breasts and bestowed deep moaning kisses. Their crescendo was close...so was mine! A few more seconds and Oma dropped her hands down again to tweak my nipples only to have Tante Margarite push one of Oma's hands away so that she too could inflict painful pleasure upon her nephew and twist a nipple in an effort to reciprocate the pent up excitement that was just on the other side of the barrier waiting to come crashing through! Both women were now a chorus of cursing moaning groaning kissing JA JA JA's and OOOHHHs as hips and arses sawed back and forth and up and down on my face and cock! It sounded like they were in total blissful agony, strapped to an instrument of wonderful joyous torture!

A moment later even though I could not see anything, I felt both bodies atop me tense up, like they were squeezed by an invisible hand and a crash of thunder boomed through the valley; sounding like something straight from the Viking sagas had been set loose! Both women howled and bawled skyward in a mutually shared AAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHHH! OOOOOOHHHH! as a second crash of thunder sounded and lighting flashed like a welder's torch of blinding whiteness! There was a huge release of energy as three magical people in a shared three-way copulation surged and came!

My balls cracked and thundered their own reply to the booms in the sky above me as my cock spouted warm life up into the womb of my shuddering aunt! Her cunny dribbled and piddled her own warm dew upon my cock. Not to be outdone Oma's quaking body released a cascade of salty broth upon my face and tongue while my cries were muffled by her grinding spewing cunny! We bucked and sobbed and howled as a third crash of thunder accompanied by lightning shattered the air! We spewed dew and sperm while Mother Nature sky spat fire, light, and ozone across the air! It was another first for me, I had sex with not one witch, but two and our three combined energies had come together into something truly awesome to behold when we came! The sky was a blazing tapestry of fire and swirling clouds as it seemed the very sky had seen our frollick, rubbed her own sex and cum hard, releasing thunder lightning and her own piddle!

It began to rain hard. We had this time caused the clouds to shake their moisture upon the land and we decided it was time to rise and dress, but not for the moment. We were exhausted. We talked of rising but the three of us thus lay there in the grass facing the clouds as my aunt and grandmother lay to either side of me stroking my waning erection and witnessing flashes of lighting here and there around the mountain in a sort of post orgasmic fireworks display.

"He really is good," Tante Margarite finally said before giving me a peck on the lips and beginning to rise, "and I am convinced he will have awesome abilities someday! With the magic we just made Mutti, I feel ten years younger!"

"How do you think I feel," said Oma, "I have been fucking him for only three days and look at my hair!" she exclaimed pulling off her kerchief to show the blackness now of her mane! Both women laughed and smacked me playfully on my ass, quite happy with the instrument of their rejuvenation! Oma no longer resembled Margarite's mother...she could have been assumed by anyone not in the know as having been her older sister of only five or six years advantage!

We dressed and retrieved our things and took the sheep off the mountain down to Oma's farm. After the sheep were penned in the south pasture we headed into the farmhouse to dry off and to put away the contents of sack from the days foraging expedition. Stripping off our clothes and hanging them to dry, we worked to prepare the mushrooms in a large boiling pot for canning and bottling. Oma had special intentions for their use. Tante Margarite kept sniffing the one mushroom half that was tainted with my sweat, pressing it to her nose and crossing her eyes as the fragrance hit her sinuses. Oma from time to time took the mushroom from her to take whiffs of her own. After a couple of hours of canning she told me to lite the pipe and put some more bullweed in my lungs!

"It's a rainy day, the animals are fed, and we are off the mountain, the ingredients are properly boiled and sealed up; now back to you Stephan! As soon as that bullweed takes effect I'll show you some more fun with your auntie," she said. Sometimes a rainy day is not something you dread. Sometimes it provides a nice excuse to shuck off work and clothes and take a special someone or a special pair of someone's to the sofa or bed and check the springs for strength. This was one of those occasions!

In about three minutes time ...the bullweed pipe went back and forth as the rain hit the roof of the house and Mother Nature squatted to pee over the entire landscape outside! Flashes of lightning were followed by loud crashes. Oma sat in the middle of the room and put a spell of protection over Tante Margarite's sheep outside in the pasture who were huddled together uneasily in the field as the sheets of rain dumped down upon them.

With the last of the candles lit, Oma turned on the radio and got more forbidden stations. Many more! The Nazi government usually did a pretty good job of jamming signals and filling portions of the radio spectrum with static but apparently there was no longer anyone's hand upon that switch! Things were falling apart for Hitler's Third Reich; just how much we could not be certain but there were definitely signs that change was approaching.

As the thunder rumbled and the rain poured down, the three of us pulled back the comforter on the bed and hopped in! Oma reached over to the bedside table and found a tin of grease and opening it, had me lay between her and Tante Margarite. Both women reclined on either flank of me. Tante Margarite rubbed some of those mushrooms from the mornings foraging expedition around on my skin while Oma began to suck my cock, setting the open tin of grease upon the bed. She momentarily stopped fellating me to announce,

"Your shaft is going to know the snugness of your Tante Margarite's ass in a minute. I just need to make certain your plow is ready to till her soil!" With that her head dropped back onto my cock and she engaged me a wonderful bit of sucking! Margarite pulled my head over to hers and kissed me; our tongues taking turn exploring each other's mouth and tastes. You can learn so much about a woman by kissing her - how she tastes, how she smells, what her health is like, and how she fucks!

After a few minutes of sucking me, my grandmother pulled up with a lip smacking POP and then reached over and slapped my aunt on the ass saying,

"Now Daughter, let's get your rear porch ready for that big cock!" We repositioned on the bed with Tante Margarite facing the head of the bed on all fours as the candles threw shadows all around us in every direction. Oma knelt behind her with the tin of grease she dawbed a big blob of it on her fingers and placed it at the entrance to her daughter's rectum, so that it hung on the end of her pink anus krinkle like a clear slimy nodule. She then turned her head to suck me for a few more strokes. She put the lid back on the tin and took me deep in her throat making me buck my hips and moan involuntarily, then she broke her mouth away from my cock saying,

"Alright grandson of mine, you are ready and slicked down with my spit! Now push that blob hanging off your auntie dunghole straight up into her shoulders!" As she said this, she took me by the cock and steered me to the entrance of my tante's forbidden hole! She pushed the head of my cock up into the blob and I then took the lead and grabbed Tante Margarites hips and doing just like Oma told me (and like a good boy should), I herded the glob of grease up through the opening. I felt her slimy sphincter resist as Tante Margarite whinced and let loose a groan as if it was painful for a fraction of a second and then a HHHAAAAAAARRRR! emitted from her lips followed by and OHHHHHHHH! sounding more like pleasant satisfaction as my cock bobsledded UP into her greasy arse chute! It felt like a wonderfully warm tight and deep slick snugness; just perfect for a nephew's buggering! She wiggled a hand up under her crotch and found her clitty and cunny saying,

"Mutti he is sooo nice! He is filling me up back there so very, VERY nicely!" Oma nodded in agreement with her daughter, wearing a wicked smile that already knew what she spoke of!

"Let me get up at the head of things," Oma announced, "I want your tongue upon my crotch, my dear!" With that Oma moved around to the head of the bed with the pillows and lay back with her legs up high and wide for Tante Margarite to drop her head between them. I pushed and plowed my tante's stretching greased back passage while her head began to move and lick upon her mother's sex. Oma was pulling her cunny lips apart and throwing her head back with an OHHHH! OHHHHH! OHHHH! escaping from her mouth before running her tongue across her lips and shutting her eyes shut to take in the sensations. Her hand moved up to my Tante's hair to encourage and guide her munching around to just where she wanted it! It was so wonderfully nasty and foul; I was glad I had already cum so much that day or I surely would have shot my seed there and then up my aunt's wicked dunghole; the scene was JUST THAT EROTIC AND FORBIDDEN FOR ME!

My Aunt's tattoos began to move and dance. She was making a magic again. I did just as my Oma had directed (dutiful grandson that I was), and tilled my aunt's backfield with my veiny plowshare; grabbing her hips and thrusting myself in up to the hilt of my cock with each stroke, to stretch her rectum in the most delightful and wicked way! Oma opened her eyes and gazed into mine as my aunt gobbled her cunny and thrashed her head about. Her breathing and groaning indicated my aunt had found just the right rhythm and pace with her tongue upon her mutti as a smile of deep contented bliss etched itself across my grandmother's face! She then found the words to speak saying,

"Oh rejoice Stephan! You are adding another enchanted woman of magic to your harem! He will make a fine lover and part-time husband for you, yes Margarite?" Tante Margarite made and emphatic but muffled MM HMM into her mother's snatch before popping up to say,

"Oh Ja Mutti! JA! JA! JA! I had no idea he was like this! It's a wonder his mother and his other aunt haven't already taken him!" she said before diving back to my Oma's steaming quim!

"Well," Oma explained as she tried to rationalize, "I think when they broke with the enchanted world and its trappings and ways of doing things, they also broke away from our traditions of sex and love and passion. It was as if they became detached from a bit of their sexual being. I saw that later in life with UUUGGGH OH YES MARGARITE LIKE THAT...I saw that later as his father and his mother and aunt seemed EACH to be experiencing the same detachment and separation of the psyche!"

I was hot as a stove up in my Tante's ass but I listened intently to my grandmother. Apparently from the last two days, I learned that the mountain witch-folk followed a sort of spirituality through sex that included among other taboos; bigamy, polyandry, and incestuous activity. Still I detected close bonds between members that were tight and loving. It was definitely a lot for me to comprehend; it goes without saying.

Oma patted my tante on the head and announced that she wanted to get up for a second. She flipped herself around and rested on her knees with her hands holding the headboard before sinking herself slowly down to the pillow; head down, arse up. She looked back at Margarite saying,

"I think it is time this boy buggered us BOTH, daughter! I did this trick with him yesterday. What do you think? HMMMM?" A mischievous smile ran across her face.

"Most definitely Mutti! This little billy goat is more than ready!" answered my aunt. I continued to fuck and sodomize my tante as she now leaned forward and spread Oma's arse cheeks wide to expose the crooked pink star of my grandmother's anus. She ran her tongue out and plopped her mouth down upon the puffy pucker of rude flesh, to lick and tongue- fuck it to a state of adequate preparation! Oma moaned and groaned in approval, her head to one side on a pillow as her bottom-hole received a soothing tongue "back there". She was preparing herself it turns out, for more than a tongue and she needed to be good and loose for what was to come. She was also mentally preparing a spell for this act of ultimate buggery; most foul and forbidden! After a minute she nodded her head and said she was ready.

Tante Margarite seemed to lock her mouth around Oma's ass pucker and suck at the puffy flesh. Oma moaned and recited an incomprehensible incantation making the tattoos on both their backs flutter and ripple. They were combining their magic into something special! I had a very good idea what was about to happen. I got my answer a second later.

I pushed in and just like the day before and again, my cock kept going, and going, and going! Up and up it went into my aunts greased gut chute; hitting corners and then curving around this way and that way, causing her to moan into Oma's rectum and causing me wonderful sensations of penetration! Up and up and through her innards I went; pushing involuntarily forward! I experienced once again, hitting a woman's gullet, smashing through sphincters at both ends to then see my aunt shake slightly as I was then presently up in her throat. I felt my cockhead breech past tongue and teeth and lips; seeing from the side that my Tante Margarite had widened her jaws like she had a mouthful of food as she breathed through her nose! She kept her mouth upon Oma's anal pucker as my cock met my grandmother's naughty brown door and once again and pushed on through!

Oma made a HAAAAAHHHH! sound followed by an OOOOOOHHHH! as her rectum now began to stretch and accommodate my cock and slide deep up into her backdoor. She turned her head back over her shoulder and looked me in the eye. She caught her breath and said to me,

"Now dear, your aunt is properly skewered. You are going to fuck my ass up through hers and cum in in me! Then you'll make your schwanze spout again in her ass before you're through. Now get to it boy! Fuck me hard and give my ass a good stretching!" I complied and began to fuck these two women in the ass at the same time. The sensations were beyond comprehension save to say that I felt a rush of carnal bliss with each satisfying stroke; wanting only to make another and feel the same sensation upon my cock as the magical buggery of my tante and oma continued! Stroke after stroke sawed deep into both their stretching rectums. Both women moaned and mewed like two angry cats tossed in a bag; Tante Margarite's hand was frigging her cunny and clitoris in a storm of self-abuse while Oma cursed and swore as she fisted her own aged quim while my cock plowed and buggered them both!

Sweat began to form upon my face and I blinked it away but I did not wipe it from my brow or nose. I wanted only to keep my hands upon the ass of my aunt and finish the soil tilling of these wonderfully rich nasty fields! The tattoos on both their backs now showed farmers plowing land with great effort and exertion. The field furrows became mounds of earth before the bewildered farmer's eyes. The mounds of dirt became the buttocks of women which transformed themselves into magical maidens of soil, their asses upturned and ready for farm implements of a different sort! The farmers threw their plows to the side and cocks were whipped out to dive upon the maidens to fuck and bugger their filthiest of dirt holes! Along the edges of the fields, women being buggered by their lovers, a centaur chased one maiden round and round in a forest clearing while in another scene a wild woman ran down a faun playing his pan pipe and tossed him on the ground before jumping down to ravage him.

In a market in a town, a fish was being gutted. Sausages were being filled of their contents in a butcher shop by the hand of a buxom maiden who turned a naked bum to a butcher. The butcher looked both ways and seeing the coast was clear, dropped his cleaver and whipped out his cock to rudely stuff the woman's bum as she continued to grind out the meat into the allegorical casings! The wonderfully rude pornographic cartoons combined with the sight of the two writhing female relatives before me, and Oma's foul cursing and swearing was too much for the sensations now racking and ravaging my cock. My balls exploded as my Oma and Tante Margarite shuddered in a savage cataclysm of body quakes and screaming blissful agony! At the same time a thunderclap rocked the mountain and the valley! I roared AAAAARRRRGGGGHHH and my cock jetted a hot molten spout of semen up through my tante and out her mouth into the guts of my howling grandmother to splatter the walls of her rear passage in a foul filthy bit of plastering! My cock surged and spouted, and then spouted again. I was spent. Oma looked at me over her shoulder as she caught her breath and wagged a finger saying,

"Not...yet...there is another mineshaft that needs a good pumping! You traveled up it to get to me," she said with a lewd chuckle, "now back to where you came from lover!" With that she flicked her finger and my aching balls found new ammunition and my deflating cock found new fervor as it began to swell (while at the same time it receded back out of Oma's dung chute). Back it went into Tante's maw, and Oma; definitely in control of the situation said to Tante Margarite,

"There my darling, hold him in your mouth for a moment. Suck him clean after he's been up banging my bugger hole!" Tante Margarite did as suggested although it wasn't as though she needed coaching. She sucked my cock from the opposite direction for a good two minutes while breathing through her nose, the sensations for me were incredible and I was soon ready for a serious bugger plowing of my aunt! Oma sensed this and with a little pushing, shoving, effort, and flailing of both legs and arms; got underneath Tante Margarite so that her head was underneath my aunt's cunny and her own quim was pointing up at her daughter's face. Now my cock reversed direction and made the travel past my aunt's tongue, tonsils, and tummy and soon I was back to the start of my journey, tilling her turd tunnel!

Tante Margarite rammed her arse back hard onto my cock as though she were attempting to fuck me with her rectum with her head turned to the side and her mouth making an "O" for several strokes. She then dropped her head down to my grandmother crotch and Oma's mouth could be heard clearly slobbering away as she gobbled Tante's cunny! It was a filthy mutual mother/daughter exchange of oral pleasuring taking place beneath me while I sawed in and out of my aunt's bowels! I lost all sense of time; I just kept fucking that brown foul hole for all its nasty worth! The room began to smell a little like anal sex, quim drippings, and sweat after a few minutes and the concoction was actually fuel that spurred me on, to plunge and lunge harder and harder into the depths of my Tante's arse; stretching her and making her groan with each buggering stroke as the driving rain on the roof and the flashes of lighting cheered us on!

The two women beneath me were a wet sweating mass of licking, sucking, and moaning with each one's hands roaming about to make mischief in the sex of the other woman - as if the lips and tongue somehow needed help! I heard their moanings and felt their shakings again rise and increase in intensity like an engine that had run its RPMs up into the yellow arc and was dangerously close to hitting the red! My hips bucked and fucked my aunt's arse with determination and purpose, making as though it was a wet cunt I was fucking! I threw myself now to the task with sweating fevered reckless abandon as I plowed in a glorious sodomization of my grandmother's daughter; my Tante Margarite! What I was doing was wrong but it felt so damned wonderful!

The two women below me started to moan and now whine as though in distress; their intensity and kinetic energy beginning to climb up into the red! All I heard below me was a sound like bestial animals snarling moaning mewing and munching as they feasted on the kill of some poor game beast; all I felt was the need for my balls to unload themselves! The two women shook. I shook. Another giant thunder clap crashed and shook the house the barn and the mountain! The candles in the room rose from their places and hovered in midair and their flames rose to twice their length as if something in the air was particularly volatile! Both women made muffed cries long and hard; each into the cunny of the other, and I turned my head up once again to blubber and out a tortured call of AAAAARRRHHHH OOOHHHHAAAAAAAHHH as my balls convulsed and disgorged a generous fountain of piping hot ejaculate up into Margarite's bowels...giving the walls a generous three- coat whitewash!

Both women below me continued to quake and shudder while another load left my cock into my aunts wrecked rectum! I heard the sound now of lips sucking and licking attempting to stop the flow of something spilling over capacity as both women released their dew; each sobbing into the crotch of the other. I fell forward onto my aunt, my cock slipping out of her ass to make a popping sound and making her go, "OH!" for a moment. I bestowed kisses upon her shoulders and spine and licked gratefully at the body which had so wonderfully satisfied me! She rose from Grandmother's quim and turned to kiss me, letting me taste the salty nectar of my Oma that she had supped upon!

Slowly the candle flames settled back down to their resting places and their flames returned to normal. The rain died down to a low steady drizzle on the roof and the thunder became more distant. The three of us lay on the bed, naked, with me in between the two women staring at the ceiling, each thinking deep thoughts and passing Oma's pipe while we sipped our beers. It was that wonderful post sex reflective period where your mind is different; you are at peace and you see things more clearly. It was contented bliss. All we could hear was our pleasant breathing and the equally pleasant sound of the rain, and the distant thunder crashes.​