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“Jaune, go and get the damn snacks!”
Tessa, his youngest sister, standing at a respectable 5’2, the shortest of his seven sisters and coincidentally also the most assertive of them, directed him, as she held up something that looked like a pocket watch, holding it up.
“I’m going to do a party trick. You go and get the snacks.”
He followed her orders, knowing better than to argue with his sister, several of his aunts already looking for their husbands, who seemed to be moving out for something as he entered the den, where several of them had gathered.
“So, you keep the hens all safe, right?”
His uncle Mark, married to aunt Nemea, said, Jaune slightly confused, as dad seemed to be getting the fishing gear out of storage.
“Wait, you’re leaving? But-”
His uncle shrugged. There wasn’t much to say about that, since his uncles tended to have a fondness for not explaining things, like most of the family did. Dad always said ‘we’ll handle it later, Jaune’.
“They’ll be talking for hours. We’ll be back tomorrow, with fish. Your father will be going with us. Your sister’s boyfriend will be coming along with us too, just for the man’s night out. We’ll be doing some fishing, and you’ll be in charge of the women here, you hear. If your aunt complains, tell her that you’ve got my permission to go take her out back and put an Arc in her, haha!”
His uncle, his mother’s brother, was someone that didn’t really let much in this world get him down. Three days of wasted time? Not a problem. It’d just be more time for fishing. Jack, one of his older sister’s boyfriend, pulled the net out of the storage, giving him a look, running his hand through his short hair, snickering.
“Yeah, don’t go and become a girly girl, Jaune. You know that your sister’s pulling out those pictures whenever she needs to embarrass you a little, so go and be a good boy and look after my girlfriend. Anything to make her happy, or I’m kicking your skinny ass.”
Hera was someone that definitely was a serious tease, so it was not too difficult to believe that she’d probably be poking fun at him later, with not a single hint of doubt or displeasure in her voice, because she was a bit of a bitch like that. With her natural snark, she could phrase things so snarkily that it’d gotten her the nickname Tuesday, after the cartoon character.
‘Yeah, she’s able to make you wish that you’d just shut that face up with something.’
At least he was still able to be a proud man of the house.
“Uncle John… Where are the drinks?”
His second uncle, married to one of his paternal aunts, his father’s sister Michelle being a copy of her brother, save for the muscles and with a rather large chest, was trying to find something, pulling out a large wrench and hefting it.
“Cellar, to the right. The girls can go and be a good chicken coop for now, I’m going to go with the guys fishing. Good luck at taming our girls, Jaune. Hey, Mick?! Your son’s going to be wife-herding! Watch out or he’ll put a little daughter in your wife, you lucky asshole!”
‘You wouldn’t think that a financial expert could be so crude, but that’s uncle John.’
His father, Mickolaus, but generally going by the name of Mick ‘the Dick’(according to uncle John), appeared, his weapons already primed and ready.
“At least if he does, there’ll be a baby, darn it! You should go and knock your wife up, or my son’s gonna do it! He’s just like his old man, all charm, much guff! You’re going to be left out if this keeps up!”
The friendly ribbing between his father and his uncle John was something that’s sprung up after ‘The Vodka Incident’, which mom sometimes referenced. It was probably something embarrassing that had come up when they’d been younger, but Aunt Nymphaea was enough to make most people’s eyes turn.
Being John’s sister, she looked stunning at age 35, the baby of the family, compared to his uncle John, who’d married Michelle three years before Jaune had been born.
“If he’s got it in him, he’d have done it, Mick! I’d bang my wife all night but it’s just no good! If he’s going to put a baby in her, it’ll be a good deal for me. Come on, son, give my wife a baby.”
A wink and a snort, as most of the gathered men (and his sister’s boyfriend) laughed at the thought of that happening, Jaune’s cheeks heated with embarrassment, sure that they were joking about that, Jaune’s eyes glancing at his father for mercy.
“The drinks are in the kitchen, we bought some fresh juices for the whole chicken coop. John, stop bothering my son. If he had balls, he’d have brought a girl home already. Sometimes I wonder if I’d born a girl with a dick into this world, but apparently he’s just going to be shy about it.”
It was awkward to have your father dismiss you like that, but it did not matter much to Jaune whether there was something wrong with him wanting to marry a girl and then do the sexual business. Most of his sisters had their hymens already busted open wide before they’d gotten to their eighteenth (or so he had overheard, Hera having made that statement before adding that Tessa probably would be a spinster before the age of twenty-nine), and he watched his uncles and father get into the car, to drive to the fishing hole along the road. With the Grimm out there, they’d be there all night, probably drunk as hell and not fussed.
‘Great…’
He found the drinks and started stacking the packs on the tray, making sure to carry several of the packs and the assorted cups and glasses that they’d use in order to make sure that the drinks were drank properly, Jaune entering the back garden and listening to Tessa.
“Alright, take a good look and- See how it’s moving? Alright, you’re going to be in a suggestive state… So, the next thing I will do is give an order-”
He walked to the table and started to set the cartons of juice and other bottles on the table, making sure to stack the glasses, glancing at Tessa, who was using some kind of pendulum thing, another trick that he’d have.
“Hey, Tessa? Did you want some juice?”
Tessa, disturbed by that, stopped and snarled at him.
“Jaune, you stupid moron! I’m going to get you back for disturbing my act!”
Hera chuckled.
“Well, it’s not like it was much use, Tess. Perhaps you should try streaking. That’d get the eyes of the boys more than making us all cluck like chickens.”
His aunts, Nymphaea and Michelle, laughed softly, whilst his mother shook her head, Jean Arc clearly not fond of her daughter making such a crude comment.
“Well, I wanted to know what kind of juice you want. I’ll get some more glasses now!”
He walked out, hearing Tessa return to her act of magic, starting it up.
“And you’ll be fascinated by… hmmm, what do I choose as a subject? Oh well, whatever. It will work for six hours, after which you will slip out of the trance, refreshed and with a feeling that it was right. That’s it, that’s what the book said to say, at least.”
Jaune got new glasses, placing them on the tray, aunt Michelle looking at him, the blue dress that she wore pulled a little tighter around her massive chest, his mother approaching the drinks table that he’d just set up and pouring herself a drink.
“Jaune! Where the hell is that drink?!”
Tessa was being a bitch again, Jaune grumped a little privately to himself, as she was asking for a drink, and he poured her a glass of soda, letting her take it and hoping that she’d choke on it. He watched as several of his sisters started to bunch up, Hera giving him a scowl, before aunt Nymphaea started to talk with her about something.
“Damn, I needed that. Alright, I’m going up to my room, and you gals just keep at it.”
His mother’s hands kneaded his shoulders softly, the familiar smell of his mother’s body close enough, as she let him feel her gentle care. It was nice to feel how softly she treated his neck and body, as she let her hands gently knead his upper back.
“Jaune, don’t be upset. She’s still young.”
He was aware of that, as mom seemed to get really into it, his hands making himself a drink, before he poured her a glass of juice. Mom didn’t drink, she never really had enjoyed the taste of alcohol, turning to face his mother, who smiled at him with a mysterious smile.
“Hey, dear…”
His mom got the drink, drinking slowly from the cup, her eyes looking at him with something that was almost husky, his fingers touching the cup in a way that he found to be sensual.
“Come with me for a bit. Hmmm… You’re growing stronger and stronger, dear.”
He was pretty sure that it’d be making some more treats that mom needed help with, as they adjourned to the kitchen, mom pulling out several of the foodstuffs, working on getting that food prepared as quickly as she could, her body in motion, as she prepared several plates with cut meats and stalks of celery for the sisters that were dieting, his hands helping with the preparation, before he found that she’d gotten behind him again, her hands groping over his chest.
“Don’t worry, honey. The kids won’t notice if we do this quickly.”
He didn’t notice any buttons having come loose during his preparation, but mom was just trying to make his appearance neat and orderly, undoubtedly. He wasn’t going to-
Her hands grabbed his pants and they were pulled down, as mom’s tongue slid over her neck.
“God, it’s been since last week when we last had time, husband… Oh, hmmm… that’s a big dick you’ve got there, honey. Are you going to cum inside me again, sweetie? Going to give your little Jean another dose of your hot cum, hmm?”
‘Mom, you’re mistaking me for dad, I’m-’
Jean Arc’s hands were very soft as they groped over his groin, Jaune feeling like his cock was going to explode simply from that very experienced grip on his cock, feeling hot blood fill that cock up and make it throb against mom’s hands, as she jerked it slowly, leaving him to buck against her hand a few times, his dick twitching, as she groped his balls.
“Did you get bigger, sweetie? Aww, you should’ve let me take care of that, hun.”
She moved faster than he’d expect her to, crouching before him, his cock looking large compared to that petite face.
“Mom, I’m-”
She placed her hand on his cock’s base, looking up at him.
“No, honey… Hmm, this big dick is going to make me a mommy again. I’ve had… hmm… That’s a good boy.”
He groaned as his mom’s mouth wrapped around his cock, with slurps and suckles that made his toes curl. Mom was working on his cock as if she was his wife and he couldn’t help but grip the countertop, trying to keep it in.
‘Oh god, this is so illegal, but this is so damn hot!’
He heard that ‘gllk, gllkk’ sound of his mother swallowing, feeling that hot mouth work on his cock. Whatever she’d had in mind for him, this blew everything out of the water, her hands grabbing his hips, as her chin banged against his ballsack, pulling away from his cock, right at the verge.
“Don’t worry, sweetie… I know you like to give me a creampie… So give momma a creampie, sweetie. Nothing but the best for my loving husband.”
He saw her come up, and then followed her as she planted herself onto the kitchen table, ass pushed out, her skirt pulled up and the underwear pushed aside, pussy staring back at him with the lips damp, as she pushed her butt back out.
“Put it in, Jaune. God, I’ve been wanting a fuck since this morning. Show me why you’re my husband, you dirty boy.”
‘Whatever you did, Tessa, this isn’t good.’
He wasn’t going to commit incest like this, that was morally reprehensible, wrong and-
His cock pushed into his mother’s tight vagina, the warm sheath wrapping around his cock, a deep guttural sound as she laid herself onto the table and let him bottom out into her, balls-deep penetration making her tremble, as she laid there, thrusting back against him.
“That’s it, honey. Before we were married, I don’t know, you were so shy around girls that I’d thought that I’d have to club one on the head before getting you hitched, but you’ve got a damn good dick. Bigger than your father, sweetie.”
That made him lose his self-control. Already, he’d broken the noble vows of the Arc family to never disdain a woman by going and fucking his mother (though she seemed to labour under the illusion that he was her husband), but now, there was something more added to it, and the table creaked as he smacked her firm rear, Jean Arc groaning loudly at the feeling that he was giving her.
“We should return for the party, Jaune. Come on, give me a raw one. Give me that spunk, you big bastard.”
He came, his sperm shooting right into his mother’s pussy, his mother’s body laid there, trembling and shivering with her own orgasm, clumpy gushes of sperm dripping down onto the kitchen floor, his mother’s hands grabbing the tablecloth as she rode out her orgasm, her eyes closed, as she breathed in and out, leaving her to feel that tension slowly bleed out of her, his cock feeling really sore for a moment, before it seemed to restore itself to proper working order.
“That was… ah, sweetie, we made a mess. Could you get yourself proper and carry the snacks to the table? I think Tessa wanted you to carry out the snacks instead of the drinks, honey.”
She kissed his cheek as if nothing was wrong, her touch making him feel warm on the inside, as she continued to lay there for a little while, seed dripping from her pussy with slow little pants from her mouth.
It clearly was arousing for his mother to do this, and he’d lost his virginity by going right back where he came from, his mother’s pussy dripping still as he tidied up and carried the platter into the garden again, his aunt Nymphaea looking at him, her dark hair almost at odds with her name, which meant water lily.
“Oh, you’ve brought some meat and cheese, Jaune.”
A purr that was sultry, as his aunt grabbed a hold of one of the plates before she nibbled from several of the slices of meat that had been prepared, Aunt Nymphaea giving the plate to his sister Hera, who just stared at him for a long moment before she huffed. Nymphaea started to do the right thing as a server, presenting each member of the family (all female, alas, as the men had gone fishing) with something to munch on, his mother appearing as if nothing was wrong, kissing him on the cheek, aunt Nymphaea appearing to have finished the plate and starting to serve on the next one.
“Jaune, be a dear and help me get something from the fridge, alright? I think I brought some of my homemade cake.”
That was always a delight, as she walked with him, her hand awfully touchy on his arm, working over the skin, letting him feel the touches that stroked over his skin.
“Are you and uncle happy?”
A quiet little ‘hmmm’ from his aunt, as they got to the fridge and his aunt opened it, revealing one of her cakes, before she shut the fridge.
“Ah, good… Jaune?”
He wasn’t sure why, but he felt a shiver go down his spine. It wasn’t something positive that he felt, as he watched his aunt approach with easy strides, pressing him against the fridge, kissing him in a passionate manner that he’d never seen with her and his uncle, her hand groping his groin, her fingers tugging his pants down, just like mom had.
“You’re a naughty little boy, offering all of that meat and not something for me … I’ll have to punish you a little, hubby.”
He wasn’t her husband and she was his aunt, which automatically made him feel like he was infringing on his rights, as his aunt’s hand jerked his shaft, her fingers squeezing and groping that large blunt tool of pussy destruction, the illicit temptation barely enough to make him feel anything but the feeling of impending doom as his body responded, her hand jerking and stroking slowly.
“That’s it, big boy… Gee, your mother might be feeding you enough ingredients to make that dick nice and hard, right… hmmm, makes me want a kid of my own. So… that’s your job, hubby. Let the other old biddies take the lead, I’ll take the seed, thank you for that.”
What followed was an intense finger-fest of his manhood, as she used her nails to slowly tease at the sensitive skin of his cock, ravaging him with the feeling of his manhood being teased to such an extent that it made his hips buck, his cock feeling ready to blow a load even if he was just kept on that edge, his aunt continuing her merciless caress, as he could hear upstairs his sister starting to come from her room.
“Quiet, Jaune… just act like I’m not doing this.”
The door swung open and Tessa passed them by, mumbling something to him about him being a killjoy, Jaune trying to be as still as he possibly could while his sister was passing him by, only hesitating for a moment, as his aunt leaned against him, jerking him mercilessly.
“You’re a dick, Jaune. You’ve messed up my trick, ugh… I’ll have to do something else.”
His aunt’s cock-jerking was getting more frantic, her fingers stroking over his balls, as Aunt Nymphaea was humming softly.
“I’m pretty sure that we’ll all want to have fun here, dear. Let your brother remain in peace, whilst we’re preparing something for your munchies. I want to see how he makes a creampie for me.”
He was going to cum, he was going to cum, Tessa getting out of the room just in time for his aunt to pull her cake out of the refrigerator, her hand pumping and jerking, as he let go, thick gushes of seed splattering over the frozen treat, the smell of it heavy in the air.
“That’s a good boy, that’s a good boy. Tessa, now go and get things ready. He’s being a good boy for helping me with the preparations.”
Tessa wasn’t the most observant of people, Jaune knew, as she wandered off without any further ado, his cock hard in his aunt’s grip, her eyes mysteriously glinting, as she kissed the head.
“That’s a good boy, giving a nice creampie some extra glazing… Ooh, I’ve got something that you can put your cream in as well.”
He saw her put the dessert onto the counter, before she nearly crawled onto him, Jaune remembering faintly that his uncle had said that she’d used to be an athlete before their marriage, her groin rubbing against his cock, growing flaccid.
“My man needs to put a baby in me… I want a baby, you know? Give me a damn baby, Jaune.”
His cock rose to the occasion again, already weirded out by his mother’s request, but a strange feeling that he should be able to get away with it. The other men had basically told him to get it over with, if he could. With their efforts that they were giving, it was basically a good chance that he’d get laid with his aunt, who definitely wanted a baby.
“But-”
He tried to protest, her mouth pressing against his own, her shorts pulled down and his cock slid in, her mouth not letting go of his own, as she pulled herself close, her warm pussy clenching around his cock, mouth pulling away.
“Hmm… Ah, that’s it, honey. Come on, show me why your cock is bigger than that of- of your uncle. Hmmm, I know we’re married, but damn, I’m married to you as well for some strange reason.”
There was a clue in that statement if Jaune could decipher it, but his aunt’s tight pussy was definitely trying to make him rethink anything he was going to say, his hard cock throbbing even more within her depths, eyes closing tightly as he tried to keep on to make it worth the pleasure for her, his mouth opening in a panting gasp, as she kissed him again.
“That’s it, baby… Let me take care of you. They don’t call me Nymph for nothing, so let me just… Doesn’t that feel good, honey? I keep up my kegel exercises every morning, not that he’d ever care… Just cum. Give me that cum, honey. Shoot that sperm inside me and give me a baby. He won’t give me one, so you will.”
It was a lost cause by this moment in time. He thrust himself forward, his aunt’s back hitting the refrigerator, his hips thrusting mercilessly into that wet warm hole of hers, his mouth shutting as he groaned with his final groan before the next load came down into that tight pussy of his uncle’s wife.
“That’s it, hun… Cum inside. Hmm… I don’t know why I didn’t ask you or your father for a donation…”
Probably because she was loyal to her husband, something inside Jaune’s mind told him, as she got off him, kissing his cheek.
“Thanks for that, Jaune. We’re… Hmm. You’re a good man.”
She let him clean himself up, bringing the creampie to the other ladies outside, Jaune following after a bit after pinching himself and trying to make certain that he wasn’t dreaming about it, his eyes spotting his aunt Michelle eating a slice of the creampie with a generous helping of his cum, some of it dripping off the slice and onto her generous breasts.
He wasn’t ashamed to admit that he’d done a few strokes to Aunt Michelle’s chest a few times, especially when she’d come over to their house for a few months during the summer, her massive mammaries bouncing with every step she had. It was a boy’s dream, of course, but to see the woman eating the slice with his cum on it was hot. His erection pushed against his pants again, feeling unusually erect now, as he swallowed, aunt Nymphaea whispering something in the ear of his father’s sister, who smiled and walked up to him.
“Jaune! Ooh, time for a dunk!”
The sweet call of her aunt made most of the women look up, mom busy with cutting the slices, whilst aunt Nymphaea looked like she’d just eaten the cream whilst the kitty had to watch, his body feeling the impression of aunt Michelle’s breasts against his chest, and the hardening of his cock only the smallest impediment to feeling comfortable, as the woman lifted him up.
She definitely was a tomboy by most streaks of the word, hugging him with that exuberant streak she’d had always, holding onto him and then carrying him away, his legs kicking.
“Aunt Michelle! No, ah, I don’t need to be thrown into the pool again. Mom? Help, eh, help?!”
There was zero pity given, as aunt Michelle carried him to the pool, and there was a moment of weightlessness as she leapt into the pool, the water cold to the touch, his erection shriveling up a moment later, his aunt laughing in that same manner that his father always did.
“Now we’re both wet, honey.”
He splashed a little, still caught in her grip. Aunt Michelle wasn’t a Huntress by any stretch of the word, but she and dad were both strong, as she kept him in a firm grip, not letting him go yet, her mouth brushing against his ear, as her other hand groped over his groin.
“I want you, sweetie. Hmmm… Show me that big dick and I’ll use my titties, okay?”
There was not a problem with that, as his cock grew hard, despite the cold environment, her mouth teasingly kissing his ear as he was let go, and she pushed him out onto the pool’s edge. His pants were jerked off with an almost expert-like ease, as he found that his aunt’s mouth was already kissing his balls, trying to get him even harder, those massive breasts resting on his thighs, as she gobbled the head into her mouth, a sweet little ‘Ughn!’ coming from her throat.
“So big, Jaune.”
The sweet murmur made his cock leap in his pants, his eyes closing at the feeling of that massaging mouth, her suckling and licking of the head something that he could barely believe, before she popped her head off his cock and then the massive mommy milkers were placed on opposing sides, and she groaned.
“Damn, I’m just not tall enough to do this. Get on a pool chair, Jaune. Time to give you some titty terror, heehee.”
He scrambled, moving to the pool chair, those massive pale tits moving to wrap around his cock once more, his aunt’s rather short hair falling back, as it was plastered to her face.
“Gonna cum for me, honey? Cum for momma Michelle… Cum, alright? I know ya want to.”
The drawl that she took was one of the cowgirls from that one Vacuan art deco movie that she had watched with dad a few years back and the theme had stuck, as Jaune felt how his rod was wrapped between those mountains of titflesh, his hips thrusting up constantly, trying to get himnself to that point where he’d be ready to fire again. It had been twenty minutes or so since he’d gotten his other aunt a creampie, and whatever the Gods had in store for him with this suddenly amorous amount of older ladies, it was definitely something that he’d enjoy. Even if he were to get beat up for it, they were the ones that were doing this to him.
‘I’m not sure, but Tessa might have something to do with it.’
Already, his balls were starting to burn, his cock feeling warm and pleasant, as she grabbed her massive tits and them clapped them together. Letting him hear the smack-clap-smack sounds, her breasts feeling wonderful, as his hips continued to thrust, his mouth opening in a long gasp, as he came, his aunt’s smirk enough as she pulled herself up.
“Aww… I’ll leave ya be for a bit, Jaune. You need to relax.”
His pants were somewhere in the pool, together with his underwear. His aunt strode off, his cum still clinging between her breasts, and he caught sight of his older sister Hera looking at him, her hands on her hips.
“Oh shit, Tuesday, I’m-”
Anger in her eyes, as she pointed her finger at him.
“Shut it, Jaune! It’s bad enough that Aunt Michelle went first. Whoever decided this group marriage thing before the other guys went off, I’m going to punch them in the crotch. I’m-”
Hera’s breasts bounced as she flung her shirt off and her jeans, walking to him, his erection now flagging, as she got herself comfortable on his face, her crotch pushed right against his face as she leaned over to his groin, her hot breath on his crotch.
“Damn that bitch for- ugh, you’re not even hard yet. How can we have marital sex, Jaune, if your dick isn’t even hard? Come on, get hard, damn it.”
She was aggressive, forward and definitely not going to let this slide, as he felt how his cock, regardless of what was happening, chose horny feelings over blood relations. Hera put her money where her mouth was, wrapping her tongue around the head and then sucking it down, the ‘glllk’ sound of her choking a little on his cock making sure that any case of impotence was mentally dealt with as he grew harder than steel with his sister’s fiery blowjob, her pussy smelling good, as he nosed against it, his sister coming up for air.
“No licking. It’s for the fucking. Damn, I haven’t had sex in a month, I’m going to make good on this, even if this is like, a temporary deal.”
Hera could make such threatening statements easily, as he found himself looking at his older sister’s humourless face as she got up and then grabbed his cock, shoved her underwear aside and pushed herself down on his cock, biting her lip.
“That’s it, hm. If I knew you’d have a big dick, I’d have done this earlier. Damn, whatever happened, I am glad that I know my brother has a decent dick, even if he’s a spineless wimp who can’t get a girl.”
The insults just kept on coming, as she continued to ride him, her pussy wetter now, as she got into things,her body jerking and pumping down, her pale breasts, humble in comparison to their aunt, bounced a little.
“Ooh, you’re just the sweetest little thing, Hera.”
Aunt Michelle came up once more and hugged his sister from behind, her massive rack making Hera stumble, landing on top of him, her expression dark and gloomy, as she rode him.
“Cum inside me, you dweeb. Cum.”
Hera demanded, and he groaned, Aunt Michelle’s hand grabbing his balls and squeezing, making it hard for him to keep his cool, his mouth gasping a few times, trying to keep himself in check, to try and give Hera better pleasure, before he couldn’t take it anymore, and his body started to surrender to the pleasure, another load shot right into his sister’s pussy, Hera trembling for a moment before she slid down, her eyes half-closed, deep breaths taken, aunt Michelle pushing her off, her large breasts pushed into his face, thankfully sans cum, as she got onto his cock.
“Be a good boy and fill me up as well, honey. I love you.”
The three magic words were enough to make his boner rise to action again, his eyes closing as he let her take the lead. With women like these, who he’d known for most of his life at least, he’d better stay where he was and enjoy the feeling they gave him, the hot warmth that came with the pussy that was clenching around his cock, the muscles making him feel like he was fucking aunt Nymphaea but instead of that, he was slamming his meaty manhood into his own father’s sister, the large breasts laid against his face, slow rutting thrusts pushing up, Hera’s hands grabbing his aunt’s breasts, as he continued to thrust into his aunt.
“You’re hogging all of the attention, Auntie.”
The attention wasn’t something that Jaune minded, as his aunt’s pussy was tight and her breasts were massive, heavy with the flesh that could make a child drown in milk. The thought of being the one to knock his aunt up was something that made his cock even harder, aunt Michelle’s mouth giving a sweet little groan as she slammed her hips down.
“He’s a naughty man that we both married, Hera. He’s… Hm, I do not remember the ceremony, but I know that I married him, but- queer.”
Her hips did not stop slamming down on his cock, and Jaune found himself losing the fight against an orgasm that’d send waves of cum into his aunt’s pussy, trembling a little with that strain of holding back the mother of all orgasms, those heavy breasts battering against his face due to Hera’s actions, his older sister still teasing him.
“Come on, you nasty little brother, give her that cum. Shoot it all inside her, make her feel what it’s like to be pounded by an Arc.”
She let go of her aunt’s breasts and Jaune felt her grab his balls, squeezing them almost painfully, his body reacting and showing its appreciation for his aunt’s hot cunt, warm and receptive to his spunk, thick gushes of seed splashing home inside his aunt’s unprotected depths, the warmth of her pussy added to by the creampie that he was giving her, a shot that made his cock feel a little stressed, as Aunt Michelle pulled off him, a soft little tutting from her lips, clearly disapproving of how quickly he’d come.
“My little yellow baby bird just came, hun. He’s not going to be able to go fire off another load right in me just that quick, Hera.”
Jaune passed out, feeling how the rapid exertion had caused him to faint, feeling how most of his energy just seemed to pass out of his system, as he felt the warmth shoot through his lower body, slowly making him feel like he was wrapped in a comfortable blanket.
It was obviously later in the day, given that the sky was turning purple with dusk right now, but the warm feeling didn’t stop, his eyes peering down to find aunt Nemea busy with making his cock do a little dance down her throat, a guttural groaning from his mouth louder than he’d normally have expected it, a shudder from his cock warning him, as his balls felt loaded to the brim with another load.
‘Oh Gods, how much is there? How can I last like this when every woman seems to have the hornies for me?!’
There was luck, there was bad luck and then there was having incestual sex with women that considered him their husband. He was a lot of things, but he loved his family equally. With how they always had supported him, he felt like he was doing a disservice, even as Aunt Nemea, with her dark orange hair and dark brown eyes, gulped down the load of seed, smacking her lips again.
‘Damn, this is hot.’
She looked at him, a smirk on her face as she blew him a little kiss.
“You were looking a bit peaky there, big boy. Figured I’d help out and- Oh? Hard again?”
She was humble-chested but great in attitude, short much like Tessa was, but without Tessa’s chestiness, her pussy damp and moist around his cock, squelching loudly, as she thrust herself down onto his cock. Something was a unifying thread between all of them, his body feeling a tremor shoot through it as she rocked the pool chair, the smell of sweat and sex clinging to him, as they did a very quick sexing, with Aunt Nemea giving him a peck to the cheek.
“Never really had much in me for sex, but I liked it, Jauney. Hmm… I’m hungry, I bet your mother’s got something for the two of us.”
He’d came inside Aunt Nemea like it was just a normal thing to do, his balls trembling a little, almost shivering due to the amount of orgasms that he had this day, remembering his mother’s pussy, his body feeling worn down, as aunt Nemea tidied him up a little, leading him to the party. She’d always been a bit of a tomboy with about as much refinement as a power drill, according to his uncle, but he was certain that she would be someone to poke him in the back to tell him to get a move on.
His aunts, the ones that he’d fucked, and his mother were already gathered around the table that held a scrumptious meal, obviously a collaborative effort by most of them. Several of his sisters also were present, Tessa looking frustrated, having obviously tried one of her magic tricks again, her sister Clementine giving a soft snicker and loudly asking whether she’d lost the clue in her bra.
“No arguing, girls. Let’s have dinner. Jaune will be with us now, and… Do you want some nice grilled potatoes, sweetheart?”
Mom kissed his cheek, which made him feel embarrassed. His cock grew harder, as Hera seemed to be trying to curb the urge to be a bitch for now, her expression looking friendlier than before, as she licked over her lips, her eyes glinting with some sort of faint hint that made him unnerved, seriously feeling an awkwardness settle in on his heart at the thought of the women deciding to do some more things.
“The hypnosis didn’t work, the card trick didn’t work, what the hell will work? Jaune, you stupid little beanpole, get the hell out of my way, I’m- ugh .”
He felt awkward, as his aunts seemed to draw a line around him and Tessa.
“You’ve got no right to talk to him like that, Tessa! Apologize to your brother immediately!”
Mom was first, and his aunts immediately assisted in the dressing down, Tessa’s face irate, as the older women had a point, Jaune’s cock feeling hard as mom ground her butt against him.
“Well, I’m going up to my room! You stick it out with the doofus here!”
He was grabbed by the arm by Hera and pulled along, his mother leaving the food to his sister, as several of his aunts came with him, ostentatiously to ‘ensure his safety’. The look in their eyes told him a different story, his cock buried deep inside mom’s tight pussy, as he felt the warm hole that had carried him to term twitch around him, the womb feeling like it was moist and squishy as his cock lodged inside it
It was a warm sensation at his balls as Aunt Nemea was getting busy with suckling on them, Jaune feeling her hot breath gush over his taint, as she continued to slobber all over it, his fingers jabbing into Hera’s pussy, as his mother tried to push her hips back harder, Aunt Michelle trying her best to contain her moans as he fingered her, whilst Aunt Nymphaea was busy with trying her best to kiss Aunt Michelle. Whatever they had going, it was hot, his cock blowing the… something-like-seventeenth load inside his mother, Hera pushing herself on top of mom.
“Fuck me like I’m your girlfriend, dweeb boy. Show me that you’ve got an actual dick.”
He checked the time. It’d been around five or six hours, and he was aware of how tight Hera’s pussy could be, unless she had a need to be a bratty Tuesday girl, his cock burying itself inside her, Hera’s moans definitely sultry.
It was a minute before the hour would change that he was busy with slamming his cock into Aunt Michelle’s tight pussy, when things seemed to change.
“Oh, I feel- hmm… I feel really relaxed right now.”
His mother commented, and Jaune felt relaxed too, as Hera tongued his ass, trying her best to give as much pleasure as she could to him, his cock erupting inside his aunt’s pussy, as several of his aunts seemed to snap awake.
“What the- what the hell? Nemea! Get your face out of my cooch, I’m not gay, darn it!”
Nymphaea was not going to let this slide, as mom looked a little dazed.
“Oh god, I had sex with my son. What the hell happened?”
Aunt Michelle moaned, her throaty moans continuing, even though she must have known, a warm snug pussy clenching around his cock, his eyes closing, warmth making his lower body erupt with the heat of her pussy juices dripping on his cock, as Hera pulled away.
“Oh- my- gods . Oh my gods. Oh my Gods. Fuck. Tessa hypnotized us!”
Hera pulled herself up, aunt Michelle still thrusting herself back against his cock, her moans loud, as she hadn’t stopped.
“Michelle’s still hypnotized, I think. Damn, that girl really managed to get one over us. What are we going to tell our husbands? Gee, we all decided we were lonely and we found the only guy that we had available and we fucked him?”
Mom was trying to explain it, her voice a little more clinched in that manner that showed her frustration, her eyes closing, as she exhaled slowly, leaving her looking frustrated, as Michelle clenched hard around him.
“Aww yeah, cum inside me hon. Cum inside me, gimme a babeh!”
He came, to ample encouragement, Aunt Michelle rolling her shoulders.
“Aww yeah, that’s what I call a stress-killer. Aww shucks, you gals don’t know what it’s like to have a guy with a small dick, y’chicken coop gals! Alright, big boy… Ya get five minutes while we’re getting your sister. Since she made us all get with ya, I reckon she’ll want to get her own dicking, since she’s a shy lil’ girl, just like me.”
The disbelieving looks that were sent at his aunt were like ‘bullshit’ ‘liar’ ‘horseshit’ and ‘you’re a weird bitch’, the latter look sent by his mother, who sighed.
“Well, the men should have just been there! I remember loving my husband and then doing such things with you- Jaune, honey, you didn’t feel bad, did you?”
Michelle pulled her body away, the semen leaking onto the bed, Hera probably needing a fresh change of the sheets, as his sister pouted a little, her fingers poking at her well-fucked sex.
“What? No? You’re the- you’re mom. I’m happy I was with a wonderful woman like you, mom.”
Tessa was doomed, if he saw the stern looks on his aunts’ faces, as they walked off in search of his sister, the sound of a struggle, as Tessa was pushed into the bedroom, her tits wobbling a little as she was pushed out in front of them.
“You hypnotized us, Tessa… So now, we’re going to make you do exactly what we did.”
Jaune noticed the annoyance in aunt Nymphaea’s voice, as Tessa looked at her aunts, looking at him.
“Well, I don’t know! I just did a trick and suggested that you’d replace Jaune with your husb- oh . That’s why he’s naked, isn’t he?”
He was definitely not going to go and deny that such a thing had happened, Tessa’s expression looking as dark and gloomy as it was, her eyes blazing with that annoyance in her gaze of someone that really did not like the thought of where this was going.
“Get her out of these clothes! If she’s going to be a pest, she’ll find that she’s got to get spanked.”
Tessa was thrown on top of him by his aunts working in concert, the landing remarkably soft, due to Tessa’s floatation devices, as his aunts pinned Tessa to the bed, atop of him.
“Sorry honey, but you’re going to punish your older sister a little because this isn’t okay.”
Aunt Michelle piped up quickly.
“I didn’t mind. Sex is good sex. I’m an Arc, so I know that the dick is good.”
The other aunts gave Michelle a look and aunt Nemea mumbled something about the brains being absent from this one, looking at her own humble chest, as Tessa struggled a little, Jaune’s cock pressing against her tight butt, his mother lubing it up a little with some of the lube that Hera had in her room, and the tight pucker seemed to resist, as the aunts worked in cooperation.
“Alright, raise her up… and then push her down.”
His cock pushed up into a tight resisting pucker, Hera giving a particularly mean look at her younger sister, obviously having wanted to do something for her boyfriend that had been rudely interrupted by Tessa’s plan, as Tessa whinged and whined, as she was forced down onto his cock, ass-first. She trembled and twitched, groaning loudly at the pleasure that came with the assfuck, or at least, if the moan was an indication, his aunts working in tandem to raise her up, fucking her on his cock with Tessa’s limbs locked down.
It was a tight hole, but Jaune’s cock was a little numb now, his body shuddering, as the clapping of Tessa’s tight asscheeks against his skin was louder than it had been before, his eyes closing as he enjoyed it. The women worked hard to make it pleasurable for him, enough that it made him more conscious.
He didn’t feel any wear or tear on his cock, as warm sensations flooded him, and he opened his eyes to see Tessa wrapped in some kind of warm light.
“Well, I’ll be damned. He awoke his aura, dang it. He’ll have a dick that can pound for days now.”
Mom sounded like that was a bad thing, but Jaune supposed it was a good thing, even as Tessa was screaming bloody murder, his cock seemingly having grown in size, his aunt Michelle whistling.
“Look at those balls… Damn, if Tessa took after me, he took after his papa. Damn, Mick had those big ol’- What? I can look at em, since he darn well didn’t wear clothin’ all at the time ‘round the house.”
His aunt Michelle definitely took after dad’s level of intellect, as she looked like the perfect blonde milf, though she wasn’t one yet, to his knowledge.
Jaune’s cock pumped up, trying to get deeper into Tessa’s ass, the screaming louder, as her aunts forced her down on that dick.
“Shut up! Take what’s coming for you! A good dunking of dick in your ass better tame that whole naughty urge of yours, or I swear to the two brother gods that I’ll be kicking your ass down the stairs and back up again if you pull shit like this again.”
He came like a geyser in his sister’s ass, as his aunts just let Tessa sit on his cock, leaving her to tremble and quiver for a moment, as Tessa just seemed to grow limp, his balls feeling heavier, as he felt he warm sensation from his depths heat his cock up again, and he watched as Tessa tried to pull herself off, and managed to, but his cock was hard again.
“Let’s get you cleaned up, Jaune. It seems that Tessa will need some more correction. That’s a nice gape though… Good big boy.”
Mom was trying to soften the blow, as Aunt Nemea started to spank Tessa.
“I am not too old to spank your naughty ass, Tessa!”
He was cleaned up and found that Tessa had been laid on her back, her pussy bare for him to see, her eyes looking at him, as his mother pushed him to her.
“Give her a good fuck. See whether you like this, Tessa.”
He was pretty aware of how it was like to be forced into this, but Tessa had been the root of this problem, his cock erect, ready to start the pounding of her pussy, a deep groaning sound from Tessa’s mouth, as he pushed himself into her.
He was in lustful rapture minutes later, Tessa’s small body feeling like it fit him like a glove, his heavy balls smacking against her sensitive butt, her breasts nuzzled against as she was held down by his aunts, her mouth moaning his name in a way that he’d never thought of.
It was no accident that he came like a fountain, the feeling of that hole being able to absorb his whole thick load making his balls ache even more, his eyes closing, as he took a few deep breaths to steady himself, continuing on with the ‘punishment’ that he was, as his cock hardened again.
“Let the two have their little venting moment, girls. I need a shower, and I am not too careful with who I am sharing it with.”
Tessa was groaning, moaning and stammering something about being left there by her aunts and mother, his hips thrusting into her for a while as she came multiple times around his cock, his own thrusting of his hips continuing even post-orgasm.
“Alright, buster… Get out of my bed. We need to change the sheets and get Tessa all- Tess? Are you okay?”
Jaune pulled out, seeing his cum drool from her pussy, the fat stave of flesh coated in their shared juices, his hand lightly patting his sister’s cheek as he went for the shower. It’d be a fresh morning in the morning, and dad and the others would be back from their fishing trip.
“Mick! You asshole!”
Jaune woke up to his aunt’s shout, as his father protested, and Jaune came down to find his aunt and father arguing about something, his mother looking a little frustrated, Tessa looking like she was still somewhat sleepy.
“Well, I wanted to take the guys out fishing, Michelle! Surely you could’ve gone without for a few days, huh?!”
Aunt Michelle jabbed her finger at him.
“Yeah, and that’s why your son grabbed these jugs and made em his own! He fucked your wife, your daughters- just two, thank god, and most of your sisters-in-law! If that guy’s got a dick like yours, I bet we’re all pregnant and such, and all you’ve got to say ‘I wanted ta go fishin’!”
Jaune’s eyes went wide, as every guy in the room, Hera’s boyfriend included, looked at him, his father’s face stunned, mouth falling open.
“He’s not at fault, Mick. Your youngest daughter decided it’d be fun to play amateur magician and go and hypnotize him! No sex for a year if you punish our boy!”
Mom put her foot down, and Hera’s boyfriend spoke up.
“Well damn it, I’m-”
Jaune did what he thought was best.
“You told me to make her happy, and uncle told me to knock his wife up! I was just taking care of my duties as the only man to stay home.”
It was a fibbed excuse, but Hera jabbed her elbow into her boyfriend’s gut to shut him up.
“He did, and he gave me a damn orgasm! Don’t bully my little brother who’s got auntie’s tits in the dick department!”
Hera was snarky again, as her boyfriend rubbed his side.
“Well… I guess we’re done fishing for the time being then. Good on you for losing your virginity to my wife.”
Michelle coughed awkwardly, as Aunt Nymphaea looked away.
“Well, it was me who popped his cherry. Mick, your son’s got your dick. Whoo.”
Mom broke the ice, as dad groaned.
“Honey, I’m-”
Mom pointed her finger at him.
“We were supposed to have a family gathering! YOU GUYS WENT FISHING! FAMILY GATHERING MEANS YOU GUYS TOO!”
Dad looked like he was not going to bear with that, as Tessa grabbed his thigh and leaned over to him.
“Come to my room a little later, Jaune.”
Tessa sounded almost eager, as mom and his aunts and sister started to go off, commenting on how it was cruel for them to go fishing whilst they’d had to ‘bounce like loving wives’ on Jaune’s dick.
He left quickly.
That wasn’t a good idea to stick around when women started shouting.
Three months later, Tessa was bouncing on his cock again. It had been apparently a good time during that time, even with the fact that his aunts had all gotten pregnant. Apparently, it had been a time of joy, as his little swimmers had overwhelmed their eggs and made them get a baby growing inside them.
Hera had avoided the dance of being pregnant by being a religious adherent of birth control, but Tessa had not been as strict. The small bump on her stomach was already showing, as her heavy breasts bounced.
It was a bit like taking care of an itch that you had to scratch for your sister, even when you went balls-deep inside her. Dad had started to teach him about being a Huntsman, so that was all good, but he’d better stay at home to take care of his family.
“Mom is pregnant too. You’re a strong virile man, Jaune.”
That was… yet another worry.
‘At least she gave up being a stage magician or hypnotist…’
That was something of a joy, at least, even if some of his aunts called him ‘Hubby’ from time to time.
A little party trick, turning into this… wasn’t exactly what he’d wanted.
This was commissioned work.