I was even more shocked than before. “You can’t mean what I think you mean,” I said.
“Of course I do. With your father gone, you are the natural choice to take his place. So be a good boy and make your aunt happy. She needs you.”
I hung up, spluttering.
“Did she tell you?” said my aunt.
“She told me,” I said, putting the phone down on the bed, not even bothering to hang it up again.
Being occupied with the phone call, I hadn’t noticed that Aunt Mary had unbuttoned and removed her conservative dress and hung it up on a hanger on the back of the door. What she wore under it definitely did not match my expectations for a woman of her age: a black half-bra and a scarlet thong that barely covered her perfectly shaved snatch. She sat down next to me again and began methodically rubbing my half-erection right through my pants.
The fact that I was already married didn’t seem to matter to either my mother or my aunt, and pretty soon it didn’t seem to matter to me either. I decided to do it. I pulled off my clothes and let my aunt check out my body, including my package. She was very complimentary, which made me feel good. Before I knew it, she was going down on me. I guess it had been a while since she had a cock in her mouth, because she sucked me like a starving woman. Her technique wasn’t so great, but she certainly got me off.
When Aunt Mary had swallowed my first thick gush of jism, I knew I needed more. I pushed her back on the bed, pulled down the half-bra, and began to suck on her tits. That certainly made her even hotter than before. I also gave her pussy a good thorough licking, just pushing the thong aside to get access to it. All she said was, “Like father, like son.” I felt good about that too.
I finally pulled off the drenched thong and undid the half-bra. Her body was excellent for a woman of her age, and I just looked her over from top to toe for a while. Then I mounted her and slowly pushed my cock up my aunt’s pussy. It opened right up to receive me, and it was kind of strange and hot and intimate and sexy and kinky all at the same time. The thought that I was fucking my own aunt made my cock swell inside her, and I had to start off slow so that I wouldn’t come too soon.
Just then the phone rang. I did my best to go on fucking Aunt Mary and ignore it, but to my astonishment, my aunt reached out and picked it up. Then instead of turning it off, she answered it and said hello!
“Yes. Yes, he is,” she said into the phone. “He’s doing it now.” Then she paused a while to listen. I was so confused, I didn’t know whether to keep fucking her or not, but my body decided for me, making me go on pounding her. Aunt Mary grunted into the phone with each thrust, then said, “I better — uh! — let you talk to him”, and held up the phone to my face.
“Does it feel good?” the voice of my mother murmured into my ear. This was more mind-blowing than everything else that had happened so far put together. It was strange enough that I was fucking my own aunt, but now my mother was talking to me on the phone, asking me questions about it. Nevertheless, my body kept up the fuck, driving into my aunt’s pussy and out again, as I finally managed to answer my mother’s question.