Chapter One

Crystal Rivers arrived home early from the ball game. Her black and gold college cheerleading uniform hung sexily to her lean, athletic five foot seven body. At twenty, she was a Sophomore and the Captain of the cheeleading squad. She had received a full scholarship to the Phelps Community College in her hometown. Being a community college, she was able to live at home while attending classes. She made that home with her mother's younger brother and his wife; Uncle Trent Trevors and Aunt Aimee. Since she was five, they had raised her as if she was theirs; along with their two sons and one daughter who was now either married or in college out of state.

Crystal's father had been senteced to three live sentences. The charges had ranged from petty theft to drug dealing to killing an officer. He had beaten her mother, Trent's older sister, nearly to death when she had witnessed him killing the police officer. She now remained a prisioner in her own mind and a patient of the Bradwell County Asylum. It was due to these circumstances that she had came to live with her Uncle Trent and Aunt Aimee all those years ago.

Entering the dining room, Crystal called out, "I'm home."

"In here," her uncle called from the kitchen.

Trent Trevors watched his twenty year old neice as she entered the kitchen and sat down in the chair next to him, grabbing a cookie from the plate in front of them. Her strawberry blonde hair hung in a ponytail. When it was down though, it hung mid-way down her back. Her blue eyes twinkled. Her black and gold uniform top hung from one shoulder, leaving the other one bare to reveal her tanned shoulder. The material came together right under her arm. The bottom of it stopped just below her breasts; which where small-small, almost non-exsitant, yet just enough to call them breasts. She had obviously inherited them from his sister.

"Where's Aunt Aimee," Crystal asked.

"Well," Trent said, stretching his own five foot ten inch body back in the chair, "she had to go to Dallas."

Crystal turned to face him. "Dallas. What is she doing there? I thought she was going to Denver."

"She did," Trevor answered with a sigh, "but as she was leaving her meeting, her boss called on her cellphone. Told her that he was heading to Dallas to set up another company and wanted her to join him there. You know, another 'eye'," he paused long enough to do the quote sign with his fingers in the air before continuing, "to look over everything. She called about an hour ago to let me know."

Trevor watched his neice get up and walk to the fridge. Her black and gold pleated skirt swayed with her hips as she walked. His eyes never left her ass as she bent over and moved items around. He clinched his fists and closed his eyes as she continued to sway her hips. It had been over a month since he and Aimee had been intimate. And now, Crystal was unknowingly flaunting her sexy body in front of him. It was just about more than he could stand.

So many times Trevor had thought of his niece as he and Aimee made love. How he had wanted to call out her name, Crystal's name, as he fucked Aimee. And now..., here he was alone with her. All he needed now was for her to consent too letting him fuck her.

Crystal closed the fridge door and turned around with a gallon of milk. She could see the look in her uncle's eyes. It was a look that she had seen him give her aunt many of times. But, now... now it was aimed at her. Her pussy moisten as she walked past him. So many nights she had laid in her bed, the one he had provided for her years ago, and played with herself as she dreamt of him. And now, he was looking at her as if he was willing to make those dreams come true.

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Thirty-eight year old Trent Trevors got up from his chair. Taking the milk from Crystal, he place it on the counter. He pressed his lips to hers. When she didn't move away, he parted her lips and kissed her even deeper. Her moans filled his ears as she wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers running through his thick graying dark brown hair. His own hands slipped around her bare waist and drew her closer to him. Her skin felt soft, smooth, even silky if that was possible. Pulling back from her, he stared into her blue eyes with his own blue ones.

"Are you sure Aunt Aimee won't be home," she asked, her eyes never leaving his.

"Positive," he smiled as he lifted her up; sitting her on the island between the table and counter. Again he kissed her. His hands slipped under her black and gold cheerleading top and lightly rubbed her silk bra. Her nipples harden instantly from his touch. "Uncle Trent," she moaned in his ears, "make love to me." He didn't need to be told twice. He had already planned too, but her wanting him too only made him want her more.

Crystal smiled with pleasure as her uncle removed her uniform top. She shivered with delight as she watched it fall to the kitchen floor. His lips softly touched her shoulder as he unfastened her bra. She watched as it too fell. "MMM," she moaned as his mouth moved up her shoulder, then her neck, stopping at her ear, and sucking on it.

Cyrstal's hand grabbed the top of her uncle's shirt and pulled; sending the small buttons flying in all directions. She stared at the large triangle of graying dark brown chest hair; it matched the hair on his head. She had seen it over the years when he had went shirtless and never had thought much of it. But now it looked very sexy. She ran her fingers through it as her uncle playfully pinched her hard nipples. Leaning down to them, he took one of the small breasts in his mouth; the whole breast fitting perfectly into his mouth.

"Uncle Trent," Crystal breathlessly gasped. "Oh yes, Uncle Trent. Yes."

Crystal once again ran her fingers through his thick hair as she pulled him closer to her breast. She squirmed with pleasure as her uncle sucked at first one and then the other breast. Going back and forth between them. Instinctively she wrapped her legs around his waist, forcing him to stand as she did. She could feel his warm stomach pressing between the wanting place between her legs.

"I want to suck you, Uncle Trent," Crystal said with a hint of desperation in her voice.

Trent watched as his neice slid from the counter and to her knees before him. Looking down at her, he could see the white soles of her cheerleading shoes as they stuck out from under her black and gold pleated skirt. Her strawberry blonde hair looked heavenly against her tanned skin. He could slightly see her hard, pink nipples. He eagerly watched her as she undone his blue jeans and pulled them mid-way down his thighs. She smiled as his cock made a tent in his boxers. "MMM," he moaned as she gently rubbed his hard cock through the soft cotton material.

Trent now watched excitedly as his boxers slipped from his hips and rested on top of his jeans. Crystal softly licked the underside of his hard cock. He threw his head back and drew in a deep breath as she place the tip of it in her mouth. "MMM," he moaned as his neice's wet mouth slowly engulfed his cock. Through dreamy eyes he watched as her head bobbed up and down on it.

"Oh, Crystal," Trent hissed as he watched her lovingly suck his cock. "Oh yeah, Crystal. That's it. Just like that, baby. Oh yeah."

Trent's hips slowly began to move back and forth as Crystal contined to suck him. He ran his hands through her long silky hair as she took her time sucking his cock. In unison they both increased their pace and soon she was taking his full shaft into her mouth. Twice he held the back of her head still once every bit of him was in. "MMM," he again moaned as she took it all before continueing his movement. "Damn that feels good!" She lifted her head as he pulled out of her mouth. She then stood as he helped her up.

Knealing before her, Uncle Trent reached up under Crystal's skirt, gripping the top of the black uniform bloomers with gold lettering reading "Hornets" on the ass. She again felt a shiver run through her as he pulled them down, allowing her to step out of them before being tossed aside. "OH," she gasped as he grabbed her naked ass as lifted her back onto the island. She then placed each of her shoed feet into a chair on either side of them. Her hands rested behind her as she leaned back on them. She smiled as he raised the pleated skirt and licked his lips when he saw her neatly trimmed pussy.

"MMM," Crystal moaned as her Uncle Trent ran his fingers over the landing stip of strawberry blonde hair before reaching her aching clit. His thumb slowly made gentle circles on it as he licked at her erect nipples. Her fingers again ran through his hair. She now felt his middle finger slid into her hot, wet pussy. And then another. "Uncle Trent," she gasped as he rubbed her swollen clit while fingering her. She about went out of her mind with ecstacy when he kissed his way down her stomach. His tongue replaced his thumb on her clit as he contiuned to finger her. "Oh God," she screamed as she came. She could feel her cum slickening her uncle's fingers as they continued to move in her. He too moaned as he licked her.

After cumming twice, Crystal wanted more. NO! She needed more! She needed her uncle's cock deep in her pussy. He must have read her mind because he stood up and pulled her hips as close to the edge of the island as possible without pulling her off. "Lay back," Uncle Trent whispered. "AAHH," she moaned as she felt her uncle's cock slip into her. Her pussy ached with pleasure as he slid in and out of her. She was far from a virgin, but it was either because this was her uncle, and what they were doing was so "wrong", or he really was a better lover than any she had ever been with before. She didn't care which it was. All she knew was that she was feeling pleasures that she had never known before.

Trent watched as his neice's eyes rolled back into her head with pleasure. She played with her nipples and small-small breasts as he continued to move in her. It was a good thing he was tall. He was almost having to stand on tip toes just to be at the right height. He move in her, pushing himself all the way in and then almost completely out. Damn was she hot. Her pussy felt as if it was on fire and yet wet at the same time. His cock took in every twitch that her pussy made. After bringing her to climax several times, he pulled out. "Bend over the island," he said.

Trent barely waited for Crystal to get bent over the island before he pushed his cock back into his neice. His eyes closed and his eyelids fluttered as he pushed his entire shaft in. Damn did she feel good. Her pussy was so much tighter and wetter than Aimee's. He had always wondered if she was still a virgin, but always figured she wasn't. He now knew that answer, but he didn't care. Even though she wasn't, she was still tighter than Aimee.

Trent leaned forward and gripped Crystal's shoulders. She looked over her shoulder at him. A look of pleasure was on his neice's face. His rythm increased and soon she was moaning and screaming. He knew he had to slow down or he would soon lose it, but her begging him to keep fucking her kept him from doing so. He felt his balls tingle. Pulling out, he shot cum on Crystal's back. "Oh shit," he gasped as shot after shot hit her back.

That night, they were together again in Trent and Aimee's bed. As Crystal feel asleep in his arms, he wondered about what would happen if Aimee every found out what had happened. Thoughts and questions raced through his head.

Would she understand why he had turned to his neice for the attention he so desperately need?!

Would she leave him, or stay?

Would she even care?

He then thought of one other possibility. One that would satisify him in more than one way.

What if Aimee liked the idea of him fucking his own neice and they made it a threesome?

Trent kissed Crystal's forehead and smiled. "That would be perfect," he whispered aloud to himself. He hoped that the last one would be the answer. He then fell asleep with the thought of him making love to both his wife and neice at the same time.

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Chapter Two

Aimee Trevors sat her bags down in the foyer of her home. It was somewhere around two in the morning, but she was glad to be home. The summer rain had completely soaked the flameing red bun on her head. Pulling the bobby pins from it, she let it flow down to her waist before fluffing it with her hands. A quick look in the foyer mirror at here five foot five body told her that she look as tired as she felt. She was only thirty-six, but she felt more like ninety. She quickly decided to skip the unpacking and showering until morning. Instead she headed straight for bed.

Aimee was thankful that her boss had given her the work day off since they were just making it home early that morning. Now she wouldn't have to be in until Monday morning. Looking at her watch, she saw that it was 2:15 am Friday morning. She had called Trent around 8:00 pm Thursday evening, just minutes before the call canceling the meeting had came in. They then had a four hour lay-over waiting for another plane back home. The flight itself had been three. So, here it was, a quarter after two in the morning as she finally heading to bed. But what she saw when she entered the room nearly made her scream.

Aimee stood speachless in the door way of her and Trent's master bedroom. In their bed, laid Trent and their neice, Crystal. She leaned against the door way and stared at their naked bodies. There was just enough light coming in from the street lamp outside to see them. It was obvious what had happened here. Now questions raced through her mind.

How long had this been going on?

Who else had he been sleeping with?

Why hadn't she seen what was going on in her own house?

Aimee knew the answer to the last one. Over the past few months she had spent more time in conferences and hotels than she had her own home. Even then her mind was on work and what needed to be done. Trent must have turned to Crystal for the "womanly attention" she wasn't giving him.

Aimee walked over to the high back chair in the corner of the room. She sat in it's shadowy seat, staring at the two naked bodies in the bed. Even if they were to wake up, neither of them would see her there. The corner was just too dark. How long she stared, she didn't know. But when she jerked awake, she looked once again at her husband and his neice laying in her bed. The clock next to the bed read 5:50 am; it would go off at 6:00 am. Even though Trent was on vaction for two weeks, he would still get up at his usual time.

Aimee could just imagine what had took place in that bed last night. She knew that she should be mad. But the more she thought about it, the more turned on she became. The thought of her husband fucking his own neice... Oh, how she wished she could have been here to suck on Crystal's small small breasts and lick her pussy. And to have Crystal do the same to her. To watch Crystal sucking on Trent's cock and to watch him fuck her. She didn't even realize that she was touching herself until the alarm on the digital clock started buzzing. Sitting up, she would wait to see if they even noticed she was there. Sunlight was now coming in through the windows, but she was still hidden in the shadows of the room.

Trent didn't even open his eyes in order to turn the alarm off. Once the buzzing noise had stopped, he stretched. Turning towards Crystal, he gave her a playful nudge. "MMM," she groaned. "Wake up baby," he said. She gave another groan before rolling over to look at him. Softly he kissed her lips as his hand rubbed over her small, almost non-existant breasts. He was unaware of his wife sitting just feet away, watching as he fondled his neice.

"Time to get up, sleepy head," Trent said playfully as he kissed his way down Crystal's neck and to her breasts. "Ready to go round three?"

"Uncle Trent," Crystal groaned. "Can we shower first?"

"Yes Uncle Trent," Aimee said from her corner chair. "Let's shower first."

Both Trent and Crystal jumped at the sound of Aimee's voice.

"Oh shit," Crystal exclaimed as she tried to gather the sheet up enough to cover herself.

"A-A-Aimee," Trent stammered. He knew that his face showed that "deer in the headlights" look. "W-W-When did you get home? How did you get home?" Taking a long hard swallow he then asked, as if he was just getting home himself, "How was trip, dear?"

Trent and Crystal watched as Aimee walked towards the bed, talking as she did. "I got home around two this morning. The meeting was canceled just minutes after I talked to you. I had a four hour lay-over. Then a three hour flight. And finally a cab ride home. I came into our bedroom to find you and our neice in bed together. I need not ask you how your night was. As for how I'm doing." She paused long enough to crawl on the bed towards the two of them. "I've been sitting in that chair ever since finding the two of you. And now..." She kissed Trent softly on his lips, then continued. "I'm wide awake and horny as hell." Turning to Crystal she pushed the sheet down enough to reveal a nipple. She gave it a few light flicks with her tongue before asking them, "What are the two of you going to do about it?"

Trent's mind was just about blown. Not only had his wife just caught him in bed with his own neice, but she was turned on and wanting a threesome. Had he not been so surprised by her, he would've had an instant erection. It was Crystal who broke the ackward silence and spoke first.

"You're not mad, Aunt Aimee," Crystal asked, a sheepish shy look on her face.

"For what," Aimee said as she went back to suck on Crystal's breast.

"I don't understand," Trent said. Aimee looked up at him. "What's to understand. Just go with it and fuck us both before I change my mind."

Trent had never seen her so... so... demanding... and wanting. He didn't just like it, he loved it. He started removing her skirt as she continued to suck on Crystal's breasts. He watched as Crystal ran her hands through Aimee's long, flameing red hair. The sight of his wife sucking on his neice's tits got him harder than he ever could remember. Aimee moved around just enough to let him pull her skirt and panties off. He could see her natural red bush between her legs.

Crystal worked on removing her aunt's blouse as she continued to suck what little breasts she had. It had turned her on so much last night when she had made love to Uncle Trent, but now... Now Aunt Aimee was joining them and she was even wetter than last night. Once she had Aimee's blouse gone, she quickly removed the bra. She had always loved Aunt Aimee's breasts; they were so large compared to hers.

Pushing Aunt Aimee up to her knees, Crystal too got on her knees. Now facing each other, she softly kissed her aunt's lips. Their tongues mated each others; both in their mouths and in the air. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Uncle Trent laid back on the pillows; watching and stroking his cock. She returned her attention back to her aunt. Her hands now played with the large pair of breasts before her. She pinched and teased the hard nipples causing her aunt to moan with pleasure.

Crystal could now feel her aunt playing with her nipples and massaging her small breasts. She too moaned as they continued to kiss. She had never been with another woman, but was greatly enjoying herself now. Breaking their kiss, she now leaned forward and took one of the large breasts into her mouth. Aimee released her hold on Crystal's breasts as Crystal sucked on her aunts hard nipple, gently bitting it occassionaly. "Oh yes," Aimee gasped.

Trent laid back and watched as his wife and neice played with each other. At that moment he felt like the luckiest man alive. What man wouldn't want to watch two woman, whoever they were, make out in front of him and... AND... KNOW that he was going to fuck both of them. What man? Huh? What man? "Yes," he thought to himself, "I'm indeed a lucky man."

Turning his attention back to the women, Trent watched as Crystal sucked on Aimee's large breasts. Damn, did it turn him on. Aimee then pushed Crystal to the bed before getting on top of her in that famous sixty-nine position. He watched as they licked, moaned, and squirmed in unison. He wanted one of them. He didn't care which one, just so long as he was fucking a pussy.

Getting behind his wife, Trent slowly pushed himself in. Aimee moaned from between Crystal's legs. He could feel his neice's tongue touching his cock as she licked her aunt's pussy. It tingled as it lightly touched him. Crystal too moaned. He could tell that she was cumming just from the sound of her moans. He may have only fucked her twice, but she had cum enough during those two times for him to know when she was cumming. And from the sound of her moan, she WAS cumming. Aimee moaned louder. He knew that she was tasting Crystal's juices and was liking it. For some time Trent kept them in this position before breaking it up.

Crystal straddled herself on her uncle's face as her aunt straddled his cock. She moaned as gasped with pleasure as his tongue flicked at her swollen clit. "Uncle Trent," she gasped. Her eyes locked on her aunt. She could tell that her aunt was throughly enjoying the cock she had deep in her pussy. She couldn't blame her. She had felt it deep in her twice last night and once again wanted it in her. She wiggled her hips; helping her pussy to brush against his tongue. "Oh fuck," she screamed as she came. A loud, pleasureable groan rose from him as her juices flowed onto his face.

Crystal complied when Uncle Trent pushed her off his face. After he laid Aunt Aimee down, she got between her aunt's legs again. She could feel her uncle pulling her hips up to him. And then his cock entered her. His rythm was fast and hard, causing her use the same rythm on her aunt's pussy. Both she and her aunt moan. Her pussy was now taking the roughest fucking it had ever had and she was cumming harder than ever.

Aimee watched over Crystal's back as Trent rammed his cock in their neice. "That's it, Trent," she panted. "Fuck her. Fuck her pussy." She came on Crystal's face as she felt Crystal's tongue on her clit and watched Trent fucking their neice. That familiar look came over Trent's face. She watched as he grabbed her hips and held her there. Aimee knew what had just happened. Trent had just spilled his seed into his older sister's daughter. This pushed her over the edge and so came again. Aimee felt Crystal gasping as she rested her strawberry blonde hair on her stomach. She too gasped for air. Trent now laid back on the pillows. A look of pure happiness on his face.

"I'm gald you came home, Aunt Aimee," Crystal said, looking over her aunt's stomach and into her green eyes.

"Me too, Crystal," Aimee panted. "Me too."

"Make that three," Trent chimmed in. "How about we let you rest Aimee and then we'll pick this back up later."

"MMM," purred Crystal. "I like that idea."

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