The storm

  

The storm still wasn't completely over. Lightning flashed across the firmament. Sonja knelt on the carpeted floor between her nephew's feet. Except for a leather collar, the young woman was naked like her nephew. The light from the candles cast shadows on her delicate, well-proportioned body.

Dirk was sitting on the couch in his aunt's living room. In his hand he held the leash that was connected to her black collar. He enjoyed the sight of the submissive woman kneeling in front of him and groaned in satisfaction. As she slid her tongue over his luscious penis. He had recently found out about the submissive streak of his aunt, who was 7 years older than him, and enjoyed taking advantage of it.

The 25 year old licked the boy's magnificent member and played around it with her tongue. She slowly got used to the taste, which was so different from his father's. The tip of her tongue circled his bulging glans and she was rewarded with his throaty sigh, which spoke of his excitement. The thought of putting her nephew's cock in her mouth still irritated her deeply. She was already a young woman when her sister's son reached puberty, so she had never seen him as a full-fledged man. See you tonight.

Her bottom still ached and felt his seed slowly seeping out of her dilated intestines. Sonja enjoyed this exciting feeling, even though she had screamed in pain at first. After the shower he had simply grabbed her and used a whip before laying her, his aunt, over the table and fucking her tight ass.

The boy undoubtedly had the dominant talent of his father, who had kept his young sister-in-law as a mistress for years. Sonja gulped at the thought that she was actually comparing these two men. She did so and that alone made her very wet. Yes, Dirk's aunt was wet between her thighs. It was a lust that she couldn't explain. A lust that eluded her reason and everything she knew about morals.

She was actually sucking her nephew's cock. She enjoyed how hard the meat was. She enjoyed his excitement and his moans. It was forbidden. It was immoral and yet it was so hot.

Dirk looked down at her confidently. He sat on the sofa like a king on his throne. He ran his hand through her beautiful, dark hair. She wore it open now. It fell sensually over her naked, shimmering reddish-brown shoulders. A warm shiver ran through the young woman. Her lips let the member slip out of her mouth with a smack and pressed together. She couldn't believe the ecstatic desire that was spreading through her body.

His hand, which had previously so brutally guided the whip over her skin, was now caressing her cheeks. He kissed her with his fingertips and pushed her desire to new heights. She couldn't believe what a lovely sin she was committing that day. Her eyes were closed. She was immersed in a world of female desire.

Dirk asked for her. He grabbed her hair. Ordered her head to go back over his wand. The head pressed against her lips. Split it and penetrated her warm throat again. Her sister's son groaned. Waves of pleasure also permeated his body. The wiry boy, who had the leash in one hand, let go of it and put another beer bottle in his mouth.

Sonja opened her eyes and saw her nephew finishing his third beer that evening. No, it wasn't just his. She knew that. He pulled her hair hard. Pulled her head back. There was something mean, something lustful, in his eyes. Oh yes, she really had gotten involved with the devil. He removed the bottle from his lips and brought it to hers. His lance had slipped from her mouth and was still pointing at her, twitching greedily. But she got something else to suck on.

"Swallow!" Dirk ordered with the same stern tone that his father used.

His aunt obediently swallowed the beer he fed her. The golden juice poured down her throat. He pushed the bottle deeper into her and she struggled not to choke. It was already the second bottle that she had to drink almost completely.

Over the years she had become an experienced wind player, so she was able to suppress the reflex as best she could. Dirk's father sometimes let her drink his own golden juice. It had some similarities to beer, except that the latter was hot and often much more bitter. But just like the beer now, she drank the urine without tasting any of it - unless, yes, unless she choked.

A gush of golden juice gushed into her mouth mixed with her saliva. It spilled over her lips and wet her shapely breasts. She coughed and leaned forward convulsively. Dirk enjoyed the spectacle of his naked aunt torturing herself in front of his eyes. Yes, it gave him incredible pleasure. Her body was delicate like that of his older sister Ester. He thought about her again and again. He wished he could keep her on a leash like that too. He wished he could see her on her knees too. He wished he could fuck her too.

Fuck, yes, he wanted to fuck his aunt now. Correct. Not just in the ass, no, he wanted to fuck her wet pussy. He wanted to take her as one normally did with women. So he rose from the sofa and looked down at the young woman gasping for air. He drained the beer bottle in one gulp and then dropped it to the floor.

Sonja knelt on all fours. She was still choking and didn't even notice when the boy grabbed the leash and came up behind her. He knelt behind his aunt and placed his stiff lance exactly at the level of her wet vulva. Then all of a sudden he tugged on the leash. For a moment she lost her breath and had to stand upright. At the same moment his pole pressed into her womb. Dirk moaned loudly as he conquered his aunt's fleshy warmth. Her fertile vagina received him with the greatest benevolence. Wet and willing, she closed herself around the hard member that took possession of her.

It took her a moment to realize that her nephew had just penetrated her from behind. The boy's massive meat now made her gasp in pleasure. It was a pleasure that wasn't allowed to happen. A pleasure that was forbidden between blood relatives, and yet it felt so incredibly good.

Right and wrong merged as he began to take her with powerful thrusts. The breathless Sonja bit her lip in desperation. She didn't know what to say or think. She only felt the ecstatic pleasure spreading through her body again. The body offered itself longingly to her nephew. Will let him fuck the hot aunt.

His member was so huge that it pressed against her cervix. It hurt and excited her at the same time. It was as if he was whipping her fertile womb from the inside. He pulled hard on the leash with every thrust. He choked her with it. Forced her to sit up. She caught sight of herself in the shimmering reflection of the glass display case. She saw the boy taking her from behind. She saw the lust in her own eyes.

The little alcohol they had consumed might have had a disinhibiting effect. But it wasn't the alcohol that gave her this high. Over and over again he slapped his pelvis against her tight bottom. The young aunt panted and moaned her lust over and over again. She didn't think about the fact that she was just having her fertile days, which made her even more susceptible to passion and pregnancy. She didn't think that she could go to prison for what she did. She thought about nothing at all.


Her nephew seemed to be literally fucking her brains out of her body at that moment. His free hand slapped her buttocks brutally. Crimson screams came from her throat, stealing the last of her breath. He punished her like a bad mare, and just like a mare she was now being fucked from behind.

Sonja had no idea that in Dirk's mind her body had merged with his sister's. He was fucking two women at that moment. He fucked Sonja and hit Ester. He fucked Ester and hit his horny aunt, who was kneeling in front of him and leaning on her elbows, screaming loudly.

His movements became faster and faster in the young woman's fertile womb. Brutal lust sparkled in his eyes. Sweat dripped from his flawless body. The candlelight caught in these drops and gave the boy the heroic glow of an ancient hero.

He truly fucked like a young god. He was Zeus who kidnapped Europa and impregnated her. He was the wild bull who rushed at the lustful woman and gored her with his mighty body. Sonja rolls her eyes. Only the white was visible. Her eyelids flickered frantically. The young mare's tongue oozed limply from her drooling mouth. Her body trembled, trembled under the potent power of the wild bull. It wasn't a simple orgasm, no, it was a multitude of smaller climaxes that gradually merged into a huge rush of love.

Then, after countless thrusts, the time had finally come. Sonja felt the pulsating member explode deep in her fertile cave. She felt the hot semen rushing into her body. She felt the twitch of her own vulva spreading throughout her body. She panted desperately for her climax. Powerless, without giving a thought to the consequences of that night. Her entire abdomen seemed to vibrate at that moment. He seemed to be proclaiming her nephew's huge sperm donor until the last drops of fertile juice were pumped into her.

Exhausted, Sonja fell onto the carpet next to her sofa. Dirk stood up contentedly and looked down at his aunt. Her bottom was sore from the beating. The young woman's swollen vulva was clearly visible between her slim thighs. He smiled with satisfaction as he watched his white sperm ooze from his aunt's still twitching opening.

He still held the leash in his hand. He waited a moment before letting go and the leather fell to the floor. Sweat still dripped from the boy's toned body, but he recovered quickly. Completely unlike his aunt. She remained lying there with her eyes closed. The orgasmic orgy that her body had experienced was too much for the young woman. So she fell asleep naked on the carpet while her nephew got dressed again.

***

When Sonja opened her eyes the next day, everything hurt. She no longer knew which of the confused fragments of memories in her head were truth and which were dreams. Only the leather strap around her neck and the remnants of sperm dripping from her body told her that it probably hadn't been a dream after all.

In the following weeks, Dirk and his aunt avoided each other. Neither of them knew how to deal with what had happened. They suppressed it as best they could. Only when Sonja's pregnancy could no longer be denied did the two realize what they had done that night.