Nathan Silvers
Want to whip my aunt?

CHAPTER ONE

"Oh, yes, I think it's wonderful to see the young people enjoying themselves," Mirabelle Adams lied to her brother Manfred as she looked around the party room.

There had been no way out of her niece's birthday party. Her niece Eileen had even gotten onto the phone personally and begged her to come.

"Oh, Auntie Mirabelle," she had gushed, "the party wouldn't be right without you!"

The party was even worse than she'd expected. These young people were behaving disgustingly, rubbing up against each other while they danced, blatantly kissing and fondling each other. Eileen was dressed in an outfit that revealed every curve of her wonderful young figure and that slit in her skirt went almost as far as her stocking tops.

At least Eileen was wearing stockings for a formal occasion and not those horrible tights, Mirabelle thought, crossing her own long legs again. But, still, the behavior was outrageous, young people today just had no manners.

Not that Mirabelle was much older than them, she was only in her late twenties. And she had a wonderful figure, it was just that she didn't flaunt hers and let men get wrong ideas about her. With her irritation rising, she crossed her legs once more.

Her brother Manfred had married a slut who had run off when Eileen was six. And Manfred had gone on, having other women at home. Mirabelle knew he hadn't been at all discreet in his affairs, which was probably why Eileen was like she was, clutching her boyfriend Dustin while she slid her body against his. Mirabelle shivered at the thought of allowing herself to rub up against a man.

"Another drink?" Manfred asked. "No, thanks," Mirabelle replied.

"Okay, mind if I get one?" he asked.

"Sure." Mirabelle smiled, watching Eileen dance with Dustin.

Eileen had the same honey-blonde hair, though it was considerably lighter than Mirabelle's. Her deep brown eyes seemed to suggest sex as she danced with Dustin. Eileen's lovely tits almost pushed out of the top of her party dress and she didn't pull away at all when Dustin's hands slid over them.

Mirabelle stiffened and turned her eyes away. It was Manfred's business, of course, but that girl was in considerable moral danger.

Manfred and his friend William were chatting with Nichole, Eileen's closest friend, a real slut if Mirabelle had ever seen one. A dark brunette, pouting face, sulky lips and a come-on look to her slim figure. She was even coming on to Manfred and William, flirting, pushing her tits out at them.

William was a tall, good-looking man, in his thirties, like Manfred. He'd showed an immediate interest in Mirabelle, but then many men did and she had no trouble putting him in his place.

Mirabelle was glad when people began to drift away. She even allowed herself a drink of wine. But that meant she had to go to the bathroom, something she was very nervous about because all the people were going in and out.

Mercifully the bathroom was empty. She checked the lavatory seat carefully before she sat down. She gazed at herself in the mirror as she checked her makeup.

When she came out of the bathroom, things seemed even quieter downstairs and somebody had switched the light off by the bedrooms. She tiptoed along toward the top of the stairs, regretting that she didn't really know where the light switches were. Then she heard voices, a cooing and moaning coming from Manfred's bedroom.

She didn't really believe that Manfred would be having sex with one of his women at his daughter's party, but if he was, then she would let him know exactly what she felt about him. She tiptoed to the partly closed door.

"Ohhhh, Dustin!" Eileen giggled. "It's so big! Isn't it, Nichole?"

The two girls giggled.

"Do you think he's been a good boy?"

Nichole asked. "I mean good enough for the full treat?"

"Yeah, I think so, if he promised to give us nice things later," Eileen said. "I mean he always does, right?"

"Yeah, so, maybe we'd better give him it?" Nichole teased.

"Sure, why not!" Eileen gasped.

Mirabelle couldn't think what this gift Eileen and Nichole were giving Dustin, but it sounded suspicious. She pushed the door open a little and peeped inside. What she saw stopped her breath instantly.

Dustin lay on the bed, his pants off, his cock looking like a stiff pole. Mirabelle's niece and her friend were sprawled across the bed beside him, stroking his thick prick and giggling.

Mirabelle was so shocked, she stiffened in disgust.

"Mmmm!" Eileen purred, sliding her soft lips over the tip of her boyfriend's cock, sucking at it gently. She stroked the shaft, her fingers butter flying up and down the stiff flesh, her mouth running gently over his swollen cockhead.

That was disgusting enough, but Nichole was reaching around Eileen, her hands on Eileen's heaving tits! Mirabelle thought she'd faint. "You like her tits." Nichole giggled, sliding her hands into the top of Eileen's dress and easing the girl's tits out. "I mean, I know you like 'em, you get 'em often enough." She caressed the girl's soft swelling tit-flesh as Eileen's mouth sank a little deeper on Dustin's cock. "Ohhh! Lemme have some of that cock!"

Nichole twisted round on the bed, her blouse already open, the clasp and cups of her bra visible. She sank down beside Eileen and kissed Dustin's cockshaft, moving her mouth down to his balls.

Dustin fucked his cock harder into Eileen's sucking mouth. "Ohhh, fuck! You two drive me crazy!"

The two girls giggled and licked his cock, their mouths working together, moving up and down the full length of his thick fuck-meat, covering it with saliva. Slowly their sexy, pouting mouths met over his cockhead. Their tongues flicked over each other's lips and his swollen prickhead, their fingers working his shaft, caressing his balls.

Mirabelle clutched the door, sure she was witnessing the most depraved act in the world.

"You wanna a real treat?" Eileen giggled, looking up at Dustin.

"You bet, you little nympho." He chuckled, running his hands in her hair. "If you want it later, you gimme everything, whore!"

"Ohhh, nasty big man!" Eileen gurgled, licking his cockhead, her soft red lips sliding on his thick flesh. "So, who's first?"

"You!" Dustin gasped, leaning back on the pillows and moaning with lust.

Eileen giggled louder, her tight formal dress rucking up over her thighs, showing her stocking tops as she moved up, her mouth on Dustin's fucker, her hands caressing his balls. Then, very slowly, an inch at a time, she eased her mouth down the length of his cock while Nichole licked at his balls and kissed her friend's luscious lips.

Mirabelle couldn't believe it! More and more of Dustin's cock slid into Eileen's sucking mouth. Her depraved little niece was sucking all of the man's disgusting fuck-rod in.

Eileen's throat started to bulge as she worked his thick cockhead into it. As Dustin lay on the bed and groaned with lust, Eileen slid her mouth to the base of his cock and held her lips there.

"Ah, ah, yeah!" Dustin gasped, griping the pillows in his lust, his cock heaving and jerking deep in Eileen's throat.

"Don't come yet, you fucker!" Nichole giggled, moving her soft mouth over his lower belly, licking and kissing his skin.

"Ohhh, fuck, Jesus! Nichole, do it soon or I'll come! I will, fuck, I'm so hot!"

"You're always fuckin' hot," Nichole sniggered, biting him a little, her sharp teeth nibbling at his hard, muscular flesh. "You'll just have to be a man and hold it."

"Aaahhh!" Dustin sighed, staring at the two girls working his cock over.

He groaned and fell back, gasping for breath, his cock buried in Eileen's sucking throat.

And Eileen wasn't just holding him down there. Her throat sucked and spumed over his thick prick, driving him crazier than ever. Her mouth bobbed up and down, moving over his flesh, working his cock to the depths of her throat.

Dustin moaned. "Come on, Eileen! Let Nichole do it! I can't hold on much longer!"

But Eileen ignored him, her soft lips still in his cockhair, her throat working his prickhead, driving him into surging groans of pure lust.

"If you bring me off now, you bitch, I'll tie you down and whip your fuckin' ass!" he yelled, fucking his cock harder and faster at Eileen's throat.

Eileen gurgled around his cock and rammed her mouth down even farther, taking the last half-inch of his cockshaft in, filling her throat with his hardness.

"Come on, you cunt! Come on, Eileen!" Nichole yelled, pushing her friend. "I wanna go! Come on! Fair's fair – don't be a jerk!"

Very slowly Eileen slid her mouth back up the length of Dustin's fucker, giggling and moaning the whole way. She kept her mouth on his cockhead, the tip of his fucker pushing past her lovely lips.

"Would you really tie me down and whip my dirty little ass if I suck you off?" she gasped.

"Damn right!" Dustin snarled, his cock swelling between Eileen's lips. "And I'd do it till I was hard again. And you know how long that takes, even with Nichole sucking my cock!"

"Ohhh, yeah, I know how long that takes!" Eileen giggled. She laughed and rammed her mouth down his cock in one go, taking it all in.

"Aaahhh!" Dustin yelled, writhing on the bed, his cock slamming to the depths of Eileen's throat.

"You fucker, bitch!" Nichole screamed, pushing at Eileen. "It's my turn! I get to suck him!"

Outside the door, Mirabelle bit her finger, staring at the depraved scene, forced to take it all in so that she could tell Manfred exactly why she had to take Eileen away from him. But even she didn't believe what she saw next.

"You cunt!" Nichole screamed. She pulled the hem of Eileen's dress up. "Get off his cock!"

Her hand went up and she spanked Eileen hard, slapping Eileen's asscheeks.

Mirabelle shuddered and gasped as a wave of pure horror washed over her. She saw Nichole's hand sweep down again, slapping Eileen's ass, right across the tight, stretched material of Eileen's panties.

Dustin was groaning as Nichole spanked Eileen again.

"Off his cock!" Nichole demanded, slapping Eileen's taut asscheeks.

Eileen moaned with lust and pushed her throat deeper on the swelling cock. Her head bobbled up and down and her ass hunched as Nichole's hand swept down.

Then Mirabelle noticed that there was a wet patch on the crotch of Eileen's panties.

Mirabelle shivered in disgust.

"Ahhh!" Dustin yelled. "I can't hold on, bitch. I'm coming and your ass is grass, you got that?"

Eileen gave a moan of pure lust and she shivered, her ass heaving up as Nichole spanked her. She kept her mouth on Dustin's cock, working it over as he gripped the pillows and yelled with releasing lust.

"Fuuuck!" he roared. "You got it coming, baby! Boy, do you have it coming!"

His cock swelled with the cum rushing up out of his balls.

"Gimme! Come on, bitch, share!" Eileen screamed, then pushed her mouth down beside Eileen's, kissing and licking at Dustin's thighs.

Eileen gurgled in delight as a hot stream of cum poured into her throat. She took the next jet over her soft lips, cum running out of her mouth in a disgusting display of lust.

Mirabelle stared in horror as Nichole screamed with passion, then pushed her mouth over the tip of Dustin's shooting cock, taking a shot of jizz, letting it run over her lips while she and Eileen caressed the heaving shaft.

Dustin screamed, his cock punching in and out of Nichole's mouth, pouring out cum.

The two girls ran their mouths over the jerking cockhead, taking the squirting juice, letting it run over their lips and teeth, licking it off his spurting prick as it poured out.

"Fuuuck!" Dustin yelled, his ass jerking up off the bed as his cock slid over their hot mouths. "God, what a suck! Fuuuck!"

He jerked, his stream of cum still gushing out of his piss-slit, getting all over their mouths.

The two girls sucked and licked at his cockhead, sharing his cum, licking it off each other's mouth, giggling as they swallowed and kissed. Eileen plunged her mouth down on his prick for a moment, then came up, allowing Nichole to swallow his fucker.

Dustin gasped, his cock becoming limp as his supply of cum started to run out. He fell back across the pillows, moaning with release, while Eileen and Nichole sucked his cock, sharing the last dribbles of cum.

Mirabelle stared, still not really able to believe her eyes as the two girls worked their mouths over Dustin's fucker, licking and kissing it.

His cock was coming down slowly, cum still dribbling over their willing lips.

Mirabelle got a grip on herself. She had to go downstairs and see Manfred at once.

The party had broken up, and the last guests had gone. Mirabelle picked her way over the debris on the floor and went into the kitchen.

Manfred was lounging on a stool, a beer in his hand, chatting to William.

"Do you know what your daughter is doing!" Mirabelle demanded.

Manfred turned, looking at her quizzically. "She and that friend of hers, Nichole, has just, just – er, just had sex with Dustin!" Mirabelle snapped.

"What, blowing him again?" Manfred chuckled. "Those two can never wait, you know that? And on my bed, I bet."

"Yes!" Mirabelle snarled. "Your daughter is immoral! I'm taking her away from here!"

Manfred laughed.

Mirabelle screamed in fury. "Do you realize what she's doing! She's my niece! If you don't come upstairs with me now, I'm… I'm taking you to court, Manfred! I don't care if you are my brother!"

"Oh, if you want us to come upstairs, fine," Manfred said easily, sliding off the stool. "Hey, I'll tell you what, William'll come too, how about that?"

Mirabelle stormed up the stairs with Manfred and William, banging the bedroom door open. "There!" she said triumphantly.

"Oh, hi, Daddy!" Eileen sighed, still running her mouth over Dustin's fucker. "I was very naughty. I wouldn't take my mouth off Dustin's cock and he came. He's got to whip my dirty little ass for that! Right?"

Eileen's wicked little tongue flicked out over Dustin's cockhead.

"Hi, Auntie Mirabelle! You wanna join in? There's always plenty of cock around her."

"You're coming with me!" Mirabelle snapped. "I'm not going to let you stay in this den of vice a moment longer!"

"But I gotta have my cock, Auntie!" Eileen whimpered, her lips running over Dustin's prickhead. "And I was so bad, so very bad. You wouldn't want me to get away without being punished, would you?"

She giggled and her mouth slid over the hardening shaft of Dustin's fucker.

"Get up, girl!" Mirabelle snapped, taking a step toward the bed. Then she turned uneasily to Manfred. "I'm reporting this to the police. Your attitude is disgusting!"

"You don't even know what my attitude is," Manfred replied, strolling into the bedroom.

"You wanna stay and find out?"

"No! I'm leaving this instant! With Eileen!" Mirabelle stood defiantly, her heart beating fast.

"Oh, no you're not!" Manfred snarled. "I think you oughta stay. I mean, as you said, Eileen's been very bad. She's gotta be punished. Surely that'll satisfy you."

"Punished?" Mirabelle didn't know what else to say.

William closed the door and pulled a chair over to block the doorway. He sat down and leaned back, gazing at Mirabelle.

"Don't you believe in punishment for bad girls?" Manfred asked.

"Yes, uh, of course," Mirabelle said uncertainly. "It's just that I think Eileen would be better…"

"Sit down and see the punishment, then decide!" Manfred interrupted, taking Mirabelle's arm and leading her to a high backed, padded chair. "Go on! Sit and watch!"

Mirabelle trembled as she sat down, wondering why she felt so uneasy. She crossed her legs and waited, her whole body tight with tension.

"Okay, Dustin, show us how to punish the slut," Manfred said.

Mirabelle watched as William got up and Manfred took his place in the chair of her chair, sipping a bourbon.

Dustin grinned and got off the bed, his cock hard. He nodded to the two girls.

The nymphs got up and stripped the rest of his clothes off, his jacket, his shirt and tie.

Mirabelle stared in horror.

Nichole brought Dustin a black robe which he slipped on. Suddenly Mirabelle stifled a sob as she saw Eileen coming out of the closet with a thin rod in her hands.

"Good," Dustin said. "It shows you're trying to be good."

"Oh, yes, Master!" Eileen exclaimed. "I'm always trying to be good!"

Dustin nodded, his cock poking out of the front of his robe. "Take the dress off."

"Yes, Master! Please, could Nichole unzip me?"

Dustin nodded. Nichole unzipped Eileen's dress. Eileen slid the slinky dress down her arms and off. But she made the most of it, knowing her aunt was watching and hating every moment. She dropped the expensive garment onto the floor.

Eileen had on high heels, stockings, slip and matching bra and panties. The hem of her little slip just reached her stocking tops, revealing every luscious curve of her legs. She went up to Dustin and held her tits, stroking them. She spread her legs and pouted at him.

"Is this right, Master?" she whispered.

"Yeah," he said, his voice husky with lust. "Now get over the bed and wait for your punishment!"

"Oh, yes, Master!" Eileen trembled with passion.

She bent over the bed and turned, pouting at her aunt before she spread her thighs wide. The end of the bed was at the, right height for her to rub her pussy against it, and she did, moaning in lust as she waited.

"Take that off," Dustin said.

Nichole obeyed, pulling her blouse and skirt off fast, revealing her slim, curvaceous figure in nothing but a little white teddy and stockings held up by fluffy garters.

She grinned and pouted at him, sliding her hands over his cock. "Ready, big boy?"

Dustin grinned. He pulled Nichole to the side of the bed and pushed her to her knees. She moaned and went down willingly, sliding her mouth over his cock at once, her fingers caressing his balk.

Mirabelle had seen more than enough and she was sick to her stomach. "I'm leaving! And I'll be back with the police!"

"Sit down!" William snapped.

"What did you say?" she gasped, staring at William, her resolution suddenly weakening.

"Sit down."

"This isn't punishment, this is depraved sex!" Mirabelle gasped. "I'm…"

"Sit down!"

There was something in his voice that made Mirabelle tremble and her legs went weak. She moved back to the chair, sitting down.

"Good," Dustin whispered into her ear. "One more outburst like that and I'll tie you to the chair."

Mirabelle shuddered and looked at her brother, but he was watching his daughter. She tensed, thinking desperately of some way out of the degradation.

"You gonna take it like that?" Dustin asked Eileen, running the whip over her ass.

"Ohhh, yes, Master! You know. I can!" Eileen pulled her slip up to her waist.

"You move before I've finished and you get double," Dustin warned.

"Yes, Master, I know!" Eileen moaned. "So maybe I'll move anyway!"

"You bitch!" He tapped her ass with the rod, a short, stinging blow.

Eileen jerked and gasped.

Mirabelle trembled and thought she was going to pass out.

"Yeah!" Dustin pulled on Nichole's head. The little nympho moaned with excitement and slid her fingers into her teddy crotch, rubbing her pussy.

Dustin lashed Eileen's ass.

Mirabelle had had enough.

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