Incest/Taboo Mom's Big Bed

We now went about the process of practicing with Auntie Maria's bra. I worked the buttons on her blouse as we continued to kiss and chew lips but then I had the damnedest time unclasping that stupid clasp in the back when I reached around her. SONOFABITCH! Maria looked at me and giggled,

"You are like a monkey on a football! Look sport, practice makes perfect!" She had me fasten and unfasten that fucking bra on her twenty times while we kissed. I had to count each one off as I completed the task and it was a little annoying at first because she kept giggling and making smartass comments but by time I hit number fourteen, I was much better at it and by sixteen I was smooth (ok I didn't feel like I was pulling a condom off a bowling ball). By repetition number twenty; she just had me let the bra tumble down off her tits and she led me through nipple stimulation with my fingers and lips (in-between more face-sucking and tongue jousting).

We then concerned ourselves with things below the beltline. She had on jeans and they were secured with a belt and a big damn "get in the way" belt buckle that was some sort of pewter sunflower deal with a big chunk of turquoise in the middle of it! I looked at the jeans and the belt buckle and made a face like, "could you make it any more difficult Aunty Maria?" Again she laughed at my discomfort level.

"This is not supposed to be easy stud," she said mocking me slightly, "Yes, she might have a dress on (in which case you are lucky because those panties will come off like a candy wrapper), but what if she has on boots jeans and a big honking belt buckle like I do? What are you gonna do then? C'mon sport... figure it out!" She was deliberately making it a challenge once again. I fumbled through the process of popping the belt buckle (while kissing her lips and neck and playing with her tits), and then I got her fly open.

Now we had the next bit of foreplay instruction; fingering over a stick shift. For a good ten minutes I fingered her as she coached me through it all; telling me to speed up or slow down as she had me kiss her neck lips and boobs with my hand down her pants -just 'finger-blasting" away on her clit and pussy-hole. When she was good and wet she nodded to me and I helped slip her jeans down to her knees. Now she came over that stick shift and she began to work on me.

She got my belt and zipper down and I lifted my ass clear of the car seat long enough her to tug my pants down to my ankles, (she didn't have nearly as much trouble getting me unwrapped as I had with her but hey... she was anything but a beginner)! She leaned over the shift column with her knees on her seat and she began to give me a nice handjob while resumed finger blasting away on her clit and quim-hole.

"This is going to be important Ian," Maria told me, "it is a good idea for you to get your first "boy-gasm" out of the way before you penetrate your date. If you don't think she is going to jerk or suck you just jack off a few times before you go out; otherwise there is always a chance you'll blow early and ruin things for her." I didn't tell her that I had already cracked the code on "edging" where I could surf my orgasm for a good long time before blowing my load. I let her continue with the lovely little "aunty-handjob" she was providing me for a happy minute or so, then she dropped her head down to really get busy. She commenced to giving me a first-rate sloppy blowjob with lots of wet tongue action right over the gearshift and parking brake while my fingers now moved over the moon of her bare ass to finger away at her butthole.

The digital stimulation on her anus "kicked the naughty spurs" into her libido and she bore down hard with that blowjob of hers to the point where I thought she was going to suck the seat cover up through my ass! About three minutes later I felt my nutsack go tight and I let out a call of OHHH SHIT AAARRRRGGGHH! over the sound of the "silly sax" jazz music on the radio. I sent a huge load of nut butter into my aunt's mouth and she gulped down my penis porridge like she hadn't eaten all day!

"Ok slugger," Maria said coming up from my lap and licking her lips clean, "I had my meal for this date... now it's time to fuck! Race you to the back seat!" She looked up over the rear-seats to the back window. It was now getting dark in the valley below. Lights were on down in Phoenix and the skyline was beautiful.

Maria watched in the darkness out the rear window as a car with its headlights drove by on the main road behind us. I started to get my door open but she grabbed my arm and told me to wait as she wanted to see what this car was going to do. The car turned off the road and pulled onto the edge of our rest-stop area, but only for a moment before whoever was inside judged that this spot was "taken." We saw the car then swing around and head back up the road and further up the hill, (most likely for a place with more privacy for whoever was inside).

"Ok now!" Maria told me and we popped open our doors. Trying to get into the back seat of a Beamer for amorous adventures is hard enough. Doing it with your pants around your ankles is an adventure all unto itself but after a second or so both the doors in the back went SLAM and we were inside in the dark again with the radio providing us with the appropriate level of audial "peer pressure" to do what came next!

Maria told me that ideally I should have a condom handy. My dumbass, (I didn't)! She frowned and told me that the middle of the date was no time to realize a condom was needed and then from the pocket of her jeans she produced one and tossed it to me. Once I got the rubber on, she slipped one leg out of her cowgirl boot and her jeans pant leg so I'd have a little more to work with in the confined fuck-space.

We fucked a little while missionary-position with Maria down on her back in the rear seat but that damned back of that BMW was extremely unhelpful for what we were trying to do! Yes, I achieved penetration with my latex wrapped boner in her pussy, but OH SHIT it was a whole world of difference from a nice bed or a chaise lounge! Again she wanted me to understand the cramped conditions I'd be up against and I realized that missionary might not be the best way to go (after about five or six minutes of this)! I said as much of this too and Maria laughed,

"Well slugger you passed!" She looked up at me continuing," Okay, now pull out and let me get up on this seat on my knees!" I did as she said and soon we were doing a bastardized version of a doggy style fuck on the back seat with more of that silly sax music blaring. Maria was getting into things and so was I now. This had been her whole idea all along; to get me to figure out what I could do and what I couldn't do in the back of a car!

"Each, UNH...car... Ian," she said, "is different. You need to figure, OH YEAH LIKE THAT... what works... and UNH...what doesn't OOOHHH!" I was set to my task; not talking too much but I just kept saying "Yep," and "Yeah," to her as she continued.

"Now Ian," she said, "what if you don't have a condom to empty your nutsack into? You do not want to get your date ...OH NICE! ...you do not want to get your date pregnant!"

"I shoot my load in her mouth or ass or down her tits and belly?" I told her.

"Perfect answer my love, perfect answer!" Maria squealed! She then told me how happy she was that I was a quick study!

"Now then," she continued, "we are going to pretend there is no condom. You are going to fuck me in my pussy for a bit, then you are going to stick it in my ass. There is some lube below the seat. You'll need to slick us both up before you put it in back there!"

"Got it Aunty Maria!" I answered, as I pulled out of her and yanked that condom off my dong before pushing my cock back into her puss-pie. Now I was cooking! We fucked like that for another five minutes with Maria getting hotter and me "edging" and skipping over my orgasm; holding out for what was to come! She brought herself off with a nice screaming AAAAGGGGHHH of an orgasm as she piddled a bit on the backseat a splash of her girlie juices before she looked over her shoulder at me and said,

"Ok Ian, lube it up!"

Her words were no sooner spoken then I had that grease-tube uncapped and I was slicking up both her hiney and my pork sword. A few seconds later and I was pushing all the way inside her tight lovely turd tunnel! Maria let out a gasp and a heartfelt OHHH OOOHHHHH HAAAHHHHHHH! YEAHHH SO NICE! as I slid in up to my balls!

I did the customary pause to let Aunt Maria adjust to everything and then we started to buck and move. We fogged the crap out of the windows from our breathing but we kept wiping them clean with a cloth my aunt had left by the back window as we kept butt-fucking nice and hard! It wasn't all reckless abandon however: we were paranoid of more cars coming or worse... THE COPS but it seemed later that we were concerned for nothing. As I plowed in and out of Maria's turd tunnel, we saw plenty of car headlights pass on the road and head up the mountain but nothing stopped.

After about five-minutes time, Maria was frigging her pussy and clit furiously with one hand and swearing up a storm! I meanwhile grunted and gasped as I pulled and plowed at her hips with both hands; making our bodies slam together in a nasty wet SMACK SMACK SMACK! We were just about there and Maria began shaking her head as the sensations began to become too overwhelmingly wonderful for her. I began to feel that all too familiar tickle of my ball-sack tightening up. Then it happened. KA-BOOM!

Maria let out an AAAWWW OOOHHHH YEEAAAHH AAGGHHH! and shook her way through a nice hard "piddle-gasm" that drenched both my junk and the back-seat of her BMW! A half second later and I blew a geyser of cum up into her intestines while shouting AWWW YEAH AARRHH OHHH AAAHHHHHH! We slammed our bodies together, drenched in sweat and reeking of butt-sex as I pulled Maria's rump down hard onto my dong and held her there until both our orgasms had subsided! Finally we pulled apart and we just sat there, steaming and sweating on the backseat of her Beamer; all funky and nasty but without a care in the world! We were just wallowing in the bliss of it all!

"Not bad Ian," said Aunty Maria breaking the silence finally, "you curled my toes with that one! You fuck like that on your first date and she'll be coming back for more and even camping out on your doorstep asking where you are! ...So you have asked this chick out? What's her name?"

"Michelle," I answered, "and nope, we just talked today at lunch but she wants to talk tomorrow."

"Step on it," Maria said, "you need to summon up the courage and ... well -just ask her! When you do it, look her straight in the eye! Do it in a way that tells her you are confident and this will be fun! Can you do it?"

"I can," I answered. I had to work on responding in the affirmative to my aunt; to say nothing of being confident with Michelle.

"Well then dammit find your man-balls and just execute! You know all the mechanics of it, you've proven that to the women in your family since last Friday... now go out and ask this chick out on a date!"

"Okay," I answered. I really did have no reason to worry about sex being a big scary problem for me, and if anything; after that last weekend my confidence was running around on steroids! Okay...Aunty Maria convinced me! I would see Michelle tomorrow and I would ask her out! ...Still a part of me had doubts.

"Now," Maria continued, " I am off the clock as far as lessons go. I DO however want to make love with my lil' ole hubby and I don't choose to do it in this car! See that concrete picnic table? I want you to lay me under these stars atop that thing and I want you do me slow and let me feel pretty! Let's go!"

We did the slow-fuck "tender thing" atop the table just a few feet away from the car. Car headlights kept passing up by the road but nobody pulled in near us. There was a little bit of a "buzz-thrill" for us doing it with the chance that at any moment a car could pull in and we'd be doing the mad dash to the BMW. In about a half hour, we both let out our little climax whimpers and came together.

It seems like everywhere that me and my female relatives "got it on," we left a "trail" as Maria left another piddle-puddle on the table and I left a squirt of "nephew-nut-butter" up in her pussy. Maria observed that my goop was just running out of her in a nice warm messy cream pie (although I couldn't see it in the darkness). We watched the stars for a few minutes and snuggled, then Maria suggested we better be getting me home. I had school and she'd have to work tomorrow.

When I got home, Mom was waiting for us and standing outside in her bathrobe watering the plants. She was happy that things went well and I thanked Maria for a fun time up on the mountain. Maria assured my Mom that I should have no problem with Michelle; provided that I screwed up the courage up to ask her out. Mom and her giggled at my expense over this but I knew I'd be fine (at lease I hoped so)! Then again - if worse came to worse, there was always George Clooney whom I could call upon in the back of my head to talk me through things!

So anyhow, Maria said her "kissy-kiss" goodbyes with Mom and I got a goodnight smooch from my aunt as well. As Maria drove off in her BMW that was still reeking of sweat and sex funk, Mom ushered me into the house. It was nine in the evening. Mom marched me to the couch and sat me down. We talked about what I'd learned that night. She said she felt just like Maria (that I had the mechanics worked out and that I now just needed to work on the finesse part of things).

She leaned over me as we sat on the couch and I noticed I could see straight down her bathrobe (and that she was wearing absolutely nothing underneath)! Mom kissed me and I could taste a Martini on her breath. She smelled of weed too -and it was the good stuff as well! Her hands went to work and for the second time that night, a woman dropped my belt and pants down to my ankles!

"This is going to be a little tradition we are going to start Ian," Mom said as she began to stroke my cock with her hand, "I'll let you date whomever you want (within reason), and at the end of the date I want to suck this cock of yours clean! I used to do this to your father during our swing days and your uncle Mike when we we all lived together on your grandma's farm. This way; I get to know what all those ladies taste like and if if you didn't get laid... at least you get your nutsack emptied! What do you think of that?" She immediately stopped jerking me and dropped her head down for a nice sloppy blowjob.

"Sounds horny Mom! I love it!" I answered.

I couldn't believe it! All my kinky nasty mom cared about at the end of any of my dates was a taste of those women from my cock and I couldn't have been happier! I blew my load in Mom's mouth a little while later.

She swallowed down my "ball batter" in one big gulp and then she found her martini glass on the floor. We shared her Martini glass, sipping away at it like it was a "loving cup" as we cuddled on the couch watching TV until Mom finally gave me a nudge in the ribs.

"What do you say we switch off the TV and you take me upstairs, climb atop me, and give Mama a sleeping pill?"

"I'm game Mom!" I answered. We were upstairs in no-time with both of us in Mom's big bed fucking like two cats in heat! Twenty minutes and a simultaneous screaming orgasm later and we were both snuggling together naked and drifting off to sleep.

TUESDAY

The next day started pretty much the same as the day before. Mom and I were out of bed with the alarm (although we'd both gotten considerably more sleep than we did all those nights before Friday combined). We dressed for our run and workout and were "out and back" in good order so that we could enjoy breakfast before school and work.

Mom mentioned over her morning toast and coffee that Grandma would be back home tonight; having put things in order up at her tepee in the woods and left things in the mellow hands of her two "antique pothead squatter" roommates. She'd be home with her VW bus, loaded up with weed and fresh clothes by the time I got back from school. Mom also reminded me to be sure after school to get my blood test done and get back home as I'd have another practice date with Aunt Sharon. It looked like Becky would have me for the next evening. Grandma for sure had locked in Thursday evening; she'd even texted Mom earlier to let me know it would be a night to remember.

As I was finishing up breakfast, I got a text from my cousin Laura letting me know that she was going to come over to our house about 4:00 this afternoon to start the initial work on the website. I told Mom. Mother reminded me that I'd need to have everything wrapped up by six thirty because my practice date would arrive at seven and that tonight it might be a late one before I got. I needed to get done my studies in study hall before I left school if possible.

I told Mom it was no problem and grabbed my bag and one more drink of her coffee before I stepped out the door. Mom was faster than me that morning and apparently feeling "frisky." Halfway to the door she stopped me and kissed me while grabbing my package in the process saying,

"Remember Ian, whatever happens, I get a sleeping pill tonight at bed time. I suppose you can expect Grandma will want one too so you can expect those balls of yours to be well drained by the time you shut your eyes tonight!"

"I won't forget Ma," I said as I kissed her again and shoved my hand up and under her business skirt. My hand found her panties and I pushed the frilly crotch of her underwear out of the way. I finger-blasted her for a full minute while we kissed. When I finally pulled my hand away from her crotch it was coated with a healthy layer of smoked-salmon smelling "Mom-funk."

"You better get out that door," Mom said breathless from the long kiss and the nice post breakfast finger-fuck, "or Momma's gonna pull you up those stairs and call in sick both to the firm and then to your school for the both of us- now hit the streets kid!" I smirked and turned back to the door. As I opened it, she came up behind me and bit me playfully on the neck and sucked the skin hard - really fucking hard!

"I love you!" she said. I looked in the mirror by the door and saw where she'd put a fresh hickey on my neck that stuck out like a three-legged racehorse! Everyone would notice THAT ONE!

"I love you too Mom!" I said and then I stepped out the door. I looked back as she waived and I blushed and waived back. Now I was walking to school with a WICKED boner. GREAT... just great! Halfway to school however, I had what Dr. Seuss referred to in The Grinch as a "Wonderful Awful Idea!"

As I reached the schoolyard I ran into my buds; Keith, Eric, and Eddie. I figured now was the best time to launch the "Wonderful Awful Idea," so I let 'er rip! I tipped my head as everyone was getting the "Hi Ian's," out of the way and before I could say "hi" back, Keith let loose with,

"HOLY SHIT IAN! What happened to you?" I stared at my shoes and smiled. I didn't make eye contact. I held up my hand to Keith's nose and told him to sniff. He did. His face now changed from shock... to full blown awe!

"You tellin' me you got some?" he asked. I nodded and then looked at my shoes; attempting to look sheepish and milking it.

"Just now?" Eddie asked. I shook my head.

"Got laid last night," I said. I wasn't lying. I had been laid multiple times in the previous day and a few of the fucks DID happen that previous night if you were paying attention to this story!

"Ok," Eric said holding my hand up and sniffing it (which actually creeped me out a bit), "so you finger blasted the chick you fucked last night?" I whipped my arm back a little annoyed but kept my cool and just said back to him,

"Yep, fingered her and fucked her in her car and then outside on a picnic table." Again I wasn't lying. It just wasn't the same woman they smelled - so sue me! Anyhow, I'd timed it perfectly; not ten feet away was that fucking kid with the great big fucking mouth, Chris.

"Hey Ian," he yelled over to me, "you got SOME again? Last night?" He was just standing there, all goofy grins and bouncing up and down like he had to pee or something. The thought was probably giving him a retard-boner by the way he was doing his little "spazz dance." He was immediately met by four glares from four sets of eyes.

"Yeah, WHY DON'T YOU JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP DOUCHE-BAG!" said Keith who then added, "I think I hear the lunch lady calling you to the cafeteria for a nice hot cup of MIND YOUR OWN FUCKING BUSINESS BEFORE YOU GET HURT!" Chris shrunk down into his jacket and walked away like a puppy who'd been slapped on the testicles. He made a bee-line to big-mouth Jerry who made a bee-line to big-mouth Veronica who immediately started blabbing to a bunch of motor-mouth girls just before home-room bell rang. I just let the ability of high school teen gossip do the rest!

By the end of second period, I had big-mouth Jerry run up to me in the hallway and tell he wanted to sniff my hand. I let him have a whiff. He asked if it was "Holly" he smelled. I nodded and he immediately tore down the hallway like a reporter with the scoop of the century! For an eighteen year old senior, Jerry acted like a twelve-year old on bath salts... he still does but now he's a minister so he uses that big goofy mouth of his to shout "other" rumors and half-truths all day long to anyone who is dumb enough to listen and fill the offering plate. By noon everybody but the janitor in the boiler room knew and that was because he called in sick.

At lunch things only got better. The lunch lady shot me her withering disdainful glance and suggested that I might wish to use hand-sanitizer before handling "her" food. It was tremendous. I was riding a wave of approval and contempt simultaneously- all I needed was a surf-board and a cowboy hat! I looked back at her an informed her that I didn't need to as my parents had taught me how to use utensils. She looked at me in stunned-mullet silence as though she was trying to determine if I was being a smart-ass.

As I sat down with Mickey and Calvin, Keith, Eric, and Eddie spotted me and motioned for us to "save three seats." The three brought their trays over and sat down. We started bullshitting and just about that time, Michelle Nicoletti came into the cafeteria with her "pretty pussy posse" of Sienna and Adrianna on either wing.

The three chicks settled down at the next table. Michelle's two minions were well-behaved as if she'd handed them both a particularly thorough hair-pulling "heart to heart"; for as Michelle smiled at me and did the little tiny finger waive, both Adrianna and Sienna executed the same "coached smile and finger" waive as well! The girls then broke out their little brown bag lunches with their white-bread sandwiches, (the kinds the pretty girls eat while they sit and pose and talk shit about people).

"Ian! YOU UP? Is this thing on? It's George!" came the voice of George Clooney from inside my skull. "Look if you can hear me, Michelle just waved and smiled. Same drill as yesterday, do it back! ...Ok good!" I got another smile out of Michelle from my return "waive and smile" bit and then suddenly Adrianna and Sienna as if on cue got up and said something to Michelle who nodded. The two girls left their leader and sat at the same table only further down. It didn't look pre-planned... it looked fucking choreographed!

"Ian, its George here! No time to explain kid... look, that fuckin "two-chick-escort" of hers just broke hard left. She is right now undefended ... I say again, undefended! Don't reply back- just get your fuckin' ass out of the seat and get over to her; effective time - NOW! I'll talk you in right up to the target, just stay frosty cool and excuse yourself from your wing-men!"

"Guys," I said to Keith and the rest, "I'm gonna be right back. I have to do something." I left my lunch and just got up and walked over to Michelle's seat. George; just like he promised was in my right ear riding on my wing and talking me "in."

"Ok Ian look - I have you five seconds out before contact and she is right in front of you. Ok she just smiled again and patted the chair next to you, so that means your ass goes THERE! She just identified a landing zone for you; so smile back at her and don't look like the village idiot when you do it!... Ok good!" My ass was in the seat.

"Hi Ian!" Michelle said to me. She had the most beautiful hazel eyes with a lovely cupie-doll face that looked like Drew Barrymore, Goldie Hawn, and Meg Ryan conspired together with the help of a geneticist and made a gorgeous love-child! All this was packaged under a head of curly golden brown locks that cascaded down into the middle of her back and I so wanted to run my hand through her hair!

"Hi," I said back. George hadn't told me to say it. I was just winging it but he didn't seem to mind.

"You left your lunch over there," Michelle said looking back at my lonely tray sitting next to the guys, "aren't you hungry?"

"Oh I'll be ok," I answered. Michelle reached into her brown bag and pulled out her sandwich and then produced a large green apple. She took a bite and then held it over to me saying, "wanna bite? You gotta keep your strength up!" She batted her eyes at me like she was starring in an old silent movie and flashed a naughty smile. George came back into my head.

"Ian, ok look... she just broke the ice by biting an apple and offering it to you. Take a quick normal sized bite right where she put her lips and while you do it... put your hand on her back. Oh, and don't slobber on the apple like you got rabies kid!" I leaned forward and my hand touched her back just as my teeth and lips grabbed a bite of apple just at the exact spot where she'd taken a bite.

"Ok," George said, "good job kid, that was an excellent shot! Now don't move that hand around...just keep it on the middle of her back and look her in the eyes while you chew that apple. Try to smile and continue to look her in the eyes. Good... now kid as soon as you are done...I'm taking over. Let me talk FOR you. You just go automatic and I'll drive!

"Listen Michelle," I said (well at least it felt like my mouth moving but my inner George monologue was talking really), "you said you'd wanted to talk to me and I wanna to talk to you too." Her eyes went wide a bit...I'd taken the initiative and stolen some of her thunder. Now she was guessing as to what I was going to say next and well... so was I!

"Yeah," she said smiling back at me, "so what is Ian?"

"What are you doing Friday night?" I asked.

"Nothing yet. The girls and I hadn't talked about it."

"Well," George said in my head, "that's really good because I want to take you out." That's it... I said it. I didn't say, "Would you go out with me?" or "Would you like to go out with me?" I just told her flat out that I wanted to take her out; end of fucking story.

It all came out of my kisser easier than I thought it would. I even looked her straight in her eyes like I was examining her pupils. George was brilliant! He didn't pussyfoot around; he said what he wanted and took away the guesswork.

"Yeah sure!" she said, suddenly getting a twinkle in her eye like the whole heavy burdensome curtain had lifted because intentions had been made clear, "I'd REALLY like that!"

When she said that, her voice squeaked and for a half second, she sounded a bit goofy. It was the one part of her repertoire she hadn't rehearsed. I'd caught her off guard. I'd even gotten inside her decision cycle because her response not only un-prepared but also heartfelt and it so showed!

"Good," George said using my mouth, "Chinese food at the mall food-court and then a movie at the multiplex."

"Hey, sounds good, "she said all happy but concerned as she looked at my neck, "but one thing... what is your Mom going to say about you dating if you just came home with a bunch of hickey's on your neck?"

"Oh Ma?" I asked, "she knows. She hasn't said anything bad or come down on me for it!" This was true, she hadn't given me grief about the hickeys; she'd given me the fuckin' hickeys!

"And what about this girl Holly; the one who did all that? Is she ... around?"

"Not around here now," I said, " I'm not asking her out either. Why are we talking about OTHER people?"

"Oh we aren't,...we aren't," she said trying to act very sophisticated and unflappable," but after she marked up you neck like that is your Mom upset with you?"

"Mom's seen my marks," I told her, "I'm still going out with you Friday night... right?"

"Yeah, oh hell yeah... I'm cool with it!" she said. It appeared she now thinking that I was a little bit badder and less of a "good guy" then she had first guessed. It may have been right there and then that she put the moniker "bad boy" in the back of her head concerning me and I couldn't have been happier!

"Ok," I said, "I've gotta go and finish up with the guys. I'll text you later?" Her hand fell down on my knee and gave it a squeeze.

"Ok ...yeah, I'd like that a lot," she said. I put my hand on her hand and gave it a squeeze right back.

"Good, I'd like that too!" I said and I got up and walked back to my seat with the fellahs while Michelle kept looking my way and smiling at me. Adrianna and Sienna immediately got up to rejoin Michelle. Right there and then, the three young ladies "magically" decided they all had to bug out to the girls restroom. There was some serious talking to be had apparently before the bell!

"Great job Ian!" George shouted in my head, "You pulled that off perfectly! Easy as robbing the Bellagio in the middle of the night! Listen kid, I gotta run but if you need me... you know where to get me at...," and Clooney was gone. I rejoined my buds; dripping in the glory of what had just happened and as soon as the girls were out of earshot and down the hall, I told the guys. It was high-fives again all around for me and then we bullshitted some more and finished lunch.

Afternoon classes went well and I had half a dozen stupid requests that afternoon from people asking me if I could let them sniff my hand. I turned down those requests and acted like people needed to mind their own business but I knew it was only building things for my reputation! This was great! By final bell, I grabbed my bag and headed home with all my homework already completed. The day was a complete and absolute success!

I got back to the house and dropped my bag off in my room and then picked up the paperwork for the blood test I needed. I left on my bike and peddled over to an address on the forms and I had no problem finding the place. When I arrived, there was a bit of a wait in a room by nurse's desk.

For a few minutes, I thumbed through a bunch of "pregnant mommy" magazines and reverse-home-mortgage information for seniors before my name was called. When the nurse asked me to come back to the counter, I signed a bit of paperwork and then she took me through the back of the doors and into the lab. She looked at me as she put the rubber strap around my arm and had me squeeze a rubber ball. She decided to talk to me to calm me down as she could tell I was nervous about the needle that was coming.

"So I looked at your paperwork you turned in," she said, "I noticed it was for work in adult films." I nodded my head saying,

"Unh huh!"

"Well, I work in the business too," she said, "my name is Nancy,... Nurse Nancy and Aunt Nancy are my stage names, I go by both. When I'm not doing my day job as a nurse, I do films. So how old are you?"

"I just turned eighteen," I told her.

"Eighteen! Oh, I remember those fun days! Enjoy 'em kid!"

"Unh huh!" I answered. I was being really talkative; partially by the fact that I was stunned by this nurse's appearance. I was actually intimidated! She was what I would call, "mature" and about fifty-three years old but DAMN she'd taken good care of herself!

She had a short set of scrubs on but I could see she had about a 36C bust-line, she had an absolutely bangin' ass, and she had short and wavy auburn brown hair around a high cheek boned face with cute freckles. She looked like a five foot seven epitome of every nurse-porn starlet I'd ever seen. The difference was that she really WAS a nurse besides being a smoking hot MILF (bordering on GILF) as well!

Her perfume was also punching me in the nose too (in a good way). Have you ever been around one of those women who had selected the absolute perfect fragrance to wear and it melds with their body chemistry so that it becomes absolutely intoxicating? Well this lady had pulled that feat off perfectly! Just a few whiffs of her scent and I now had an instant boner pushing against the front of my pants! I wanted to run my hands through that lovely head of hair atop her head and pull those scrubs off and lick the sweat off her body before sticking my cock in the first hole of hers that presented itself!

She said that she'd been working for one of the local hospitals for several years now and lately she'd been working for this clinic part-time as well. It turns out that she'd also been an active swinger with her husband for the last twenty five years and she'd been doing MILF porn and nurse porn movies for about five. She told me emphatically that she loved swinging and doing movies! She was into anal, gangbangs, swing orgies, kink, BDSM, and had done all of it at one time or another for the cameras, (and for fun)!

I was now staring. Yeah its rude to stare but I had a half a dozen mental movies running through my head at the same time. Her smell, her looks, and even the way she matter of fact told me about all the things she was into created a "deer in the headlights" effect for me.

"So do you have a stage name yet?" Nurse Nancy asked?

"No not yet," I answered as her words brought me out of fantasyland.

"Aw honey...you're so sweet and bashful," she said, "I SOOOO hope to work with you! You are such a cutie!" I thanked her. I then looked down and saw that she'd stuck me while we were talking. THAT SNEAK!

"Well, we are almost done here," she said. I was amazed. How the hell did she do that without me noticing? As she pulled the needle out of my arm and slapped a gauze on my arm and secured it with some tape she asked me if I felt dizzy. I shook my head.

"Well good honey," she said, "maybe the next time we see each other you'll be sticking something in me instead and I'll be drawing a different salty body fluid from you!" I got up and headed out of the lab blushing. As I stepped through the door, Nurse Nancy gave me a playful swat on the butt and she winked at me! I winked back and left.

I got on my bike and peddled home. When I arrived, my cousin Laura was pulling into the driveway. She had brought a laptop with her and a detachable hard-drive. She was ready to get started on the initial concepts for the web page.

We headed up to my room. I had some sketches of what I envisioned my site to look like...mostly rough concept drawings on sheets of paper. She showed me some of her ideas. We both speculated this would take several days. We decided we would probably need to enlist the help of my sister cousins, Courtney and Claire to work some of the art and cartooning that we wanted.

After going over some of the ideas she suggested I get out my digital camera and snap some photos for her site (and for mine). We got out of our clothes because I told her I also wanted to film at least two or three sex scenes with her... and because I wanted to fuck her since I was still hot and bothered from my conversation with Nurse Nancy! She was agreeable and she admitted that she also had an itch to get naked and poked this afternoon; that it wasn't going to be all serious work!

The first thing we did was she gave me some pictures she had already shot at home. She had about 100 on a portable hard drive and we put them on my laptop. Most were of her either lying on her bed masturbating or pulling her ass cheeks apart. In a few she was out in the back yard peeing in the grass. She even had a few of her fisting herself and pushing out her anal prolapse for all the world to see by the back pool deck at her place; definitely her mother's daughter.

"These are good cousin!" I told her with a smirk, "so who took these? I'd like about half of them if you don't mind."

"Oh help yourself to ALL of them," Laura said, "that is why I brought them and it was Amy and Melissa who took the photos! You'll see at the very bottom we have two folders with about a hundred photos each of Melissa and Amy. We are going to click and shoot more when you come over tomorrow."

"Come over tomorrow?"

"Yeah," she said, "don't you remember? You have a date with my mom."

"Yeah sure," I said, "but I thought we'd be going out or something."

"Nope," Laura answered, "I think Mom felt that what you were going to learn was best left in the privacy of a home. Anyhow, take a look at my sister's pictures."

I opened the folders. It was more of the same only with Melissa and Ami. The two women had around a hundred photos each. There were beaver spreads, asses pulled apart, and masturbation pics. It was all good horny fare for a porno website and it was just the start I needed!

Just like in Laura's folder there were some lovely anal fisting and red ass-blossom prolapse shots. There were also photos of Ami and Melissa peeing on the grass while smiling and laughing. I guessed they were drunk or stoned at the time.

I took particular interest of one photo of Ami lying on her back (dead tarantula-style, with her legs spread and a jet of urine spritzing up from her pussy). I noticed this was not taken in the grass but it was on the tile patio by the pool. There were two other women in the shot whose faces and shoulders were cropped out (but whom I could tell by the tattoos and genital jewelry were Ami and Laura).

They happened to be half crouching and half squatting with on leg up like a dog at a hydrant while they pissed on Ami. It was so fucking hot! The youngest of the sisters was getting a golden shower from her big siblings and while she splattered and spritzed like a broken pipe!

"You like that one?" Laura asked. I nodded dumbstruck.

"Good, "she said, "I am sure my Mom will have some even more nasty ones on her computer from the stuff she is shooting this evening with both my sisters."

"Mom took that photo," she explained, "we must have killed three quarters of case of Coors Lites; filling up with enough so that when it was time to pee, we were one big nasty lesbo pee party!" I smiled back at her. She was just as nasty as her mother and so were her two sisters! I could not have asked for better collaborators on this website project!

We snapped a few more photos of Laura naked on my bed; first rubbing her pussy then a couple of shots of her sucking my dick with me photographing the whole thing from above. We then decided to do a bit of filming. She had a suggestion for the first film but it called for some more beer. We didn't have any left in the house after the Sunday party but luckily my cousin had brought a six pack in her car. Sitting there on my bed she held it up as if to say, "See, I thought of everything!"

Laura's idea for the first film went down like this: brother and big sister are home alone. Sister is in the bathroom and is sitting on the can, masturbating. Brother sneaks in with a camera and catches her (as she doesn't know he is even in the house and she thinks she has the whole place to herself). She screams at him and tells him to turn off the camera and when he doesn't, she cuts a deal and says that if he doesn't tell anyone she'll let him see her pee and even let him have sex with her! Brother agrees but keeps filming. It was a stupid premise but hey... the average person beating off to something like this is not going to care and we figured it would get a lot of hits (and we found out much later we were right)!
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