Halloween Costumed Roleplaying c

bySusanJillParker©

"I'm so disappointed, Donna. I'm so sexually frustrated," I said. "I'm so horny." I looked at her with begging eyes. "Please let me make love to you. Please let me fuck you. Please let me give you another sexual orgasm, this time with my cock instead of my fingers."

Not daring to tell her that the same thing that happened with her, happened with our mother, I hoped that she'd reconsider and allow me to have sexual intercourse with her beautiful, naked body. She rolled her eyes again, sighed, and made a face of superiority before looking away in disgust. Then, she said what my mother had said when I wanted to make love to her and fuck her.

"Instead of you making love to me, instead of you fucking me, and instead of us having sexual intercourse," she said pausing as if she was reconsidering what she was going to say. She looked at me happy as if asking me if I wanted to go for ice cream, for a drink, or for a ride in the country. Then, she asked me what my mother had asked me. "What if I blew you? What if I sucked your cock? Would you like me to blow you? Would you like me to suck your cock, Michael? I don't mind doing that if you want me to," she said.

I looked at my sister in the same way that I had looked at my mother. I stared at my sister's lips while imagining my hard, hairy cock in her mouth. As if she was already blowing me, I imagined her stroking me while sucking me. In the way that I ejaculated my cum in my mother's mouth, I imagined ejaculating my cum in my sister's mouth. In the way that my mother swallowed my cum while staring up at me with her brown eyes, I imagined my sister swallowing my cum while staring up at me with her brown eyes too.

"Wait. You're willing to give me a blowjob instead of making love to me? Seriously? You'd really suck my cock?" I looked at her with feigned disbelieve, especially after my mother had said the same thing. "You'd rather suck me than to fuck me? Why?"

She shrugged while smiling and nodding her head.

"Sure. Why not? I can do that. I could suck your cock, if you'd like me to blow you," she said before adding the frosting to her sexual proposition of blowing me. "I'd even allow you to cum I my mouth," said giving me a sexy look and a naughty smile. Would you like that, Michael? Would you like to cum in my mouth?"

She stared in my brown eyes with her brown eyes while reaching out her hand to touch my cock and stroke my cock.

"Donna," was all that I could say.

Like mother, like daughter, she gave me the same sexy smile and naughty look that my mother had given me when asking me the same question.

"Would you like me to blow you? Would you like your big sister to suck you? Would you like to cum in my mouth, Michael? Would you like me to swallow your cum? Answer me Michael."

'Oh, my God, my sister was such a sexy bitch,' I thought. 'Indeed, like mother, like daughter. As if I'd say no, would I like her to blow me? Would I like her to suck me? Without a doubt. As if I'd reject her in the way that she rejected me by not making love to me and/or fucking me. Would I like to cum in her mouth? Duh? Fuck yeah. Of course.'

I couldn't believe that I was about to have sex with my sister in the way that I had sex with my mother. Obviously, not taking no for an answer, she asked me again if I wanted her to suck me. She asked me again if I wanted to cum in her mouth. As if asking me if I wanted a blowjob and wanted to ejaculate my cum in her beautiful mouth was as sexually exciting for her as it was for me, I couldn't believe my sister asked to blow me. I couldn't believe my sexy sister would willingly, voluntarily, and consensually suck my prick.

'I thought believe this,' I thought.

Too much to wrap my head around, I couldn't believe I made out with my sexy sister. I couldn't believe I felt her panty clad ass, felt her naked breasts, fingered her nipples, and fingered her pussy. I only wished I could have made love to her in the that I wanted to make love to my mother. I only wish I could have fucked my sister, Donna, in the way that I wanted to fuck my mother, Christine.

Actually, preferring a blowjob from my sister in the way that I preferred a blowjob from my mother, I acted as if I was disappointed about receiving a blowjob, when I wasn't. In the same way that I wanted my mother to blow me, I wanted my sister to suck me. Especially after cumming in my mother's mouth, I always wanted to cum in my sister's mouth too. If she wouldn't make love to me and if she wouldn't fuck me, I'd settled for a blowjob. I'd settle for cumming in her beautiful mouth.

"Okay," I said reaching out my horny hand to slide a slow finger across her red, full lips.

As soon as I touched my sister's lips with my finger, in the same way my mother had done, my sister took my finger in her mouth. While staring up at me with the same sexual lust that I stared down at her, she sucked my finger as if she was sucking my cock. Then, as if we had made a deal in the Devil's incestuous playground in Hell, assuming the position, Donna moved to her knees in front of me. It was uniquely strange staring down at the top of my sister's pretty head while she was poised on her knees in front of me.

Much different from the fairytale ending that I grew up reading as a child, I couldn't believe that my sister, Cinderella, was about to blow me, her brother, and her make-believe Prince Charming. I couldn't believe that my sister was about to suck my cock this Halloween in the way that my mother sucked my cock the previous Halloween. After having given my sister a sexual orgasm with my fingers, I couldn't believe she was about to give me a sexual orgasm with her hand and mouth.

A woman who always professed her hatred of me was now about to take my prick in her mouth. A woman who never had anything good to say about me was now about to allow me to cum in her mouth. I didn't understand why such a change in her dislike for me. Was it because we were both in our Halloween costumes while roleplaying our sexual fantasies? Or was she just horny and sexually frustrated, as horny and as sexually frustrated as I was?

* * *

Not wasting any time, my sister took me in her hand before she took me in her mouth. I stared down at her while she stared up at me. Something that I thought I'd never see, I stared at my hard, hairy prick filling her mouth and stretching her lips. In the way that I couldn't believe what I was seeing with my mother blowing me, I couldn't believe what I was seeing with my sister blowing me.

My sister was sucking my cock while stroking my cock. As if I was her boyfriend, her lover, her husband, or her significant other instead of her brother, my sister was giving me a blowjob. My sister wanted me and expected me to cum in her mouth. First with my mother and now with my sister, as if I was dreaming, I couldn't believe this was happening again.

I put a gentle hand behind the back of her pretty head to hump her mouth and fuck her face in the way that I humped my mother's mouth and fucked my mother's face. I couldn't believe my sister was blowing me. I couldn't believe my big sister was sucking my cock. I couldn't believe that I was about to cum in my sister's mouth in the way that I had ejaculated my cum in my mother's mouth. I was reliving my sexual fantasy, yet again.

"Cum Michael, cum," she said removing my erect cock from her beautiful mouth to speak. "I want to taste you. I want to swallow you," she said taking my cock in her mouth again to stroke me while sucking me. "Cum, Michael, cum."

As soon as she encouraged me with her words, with her hand, and with her mouth, in the way that I did with my mother, I did with my sister. Unable to help myself, wishing that I could have made her blowjob last longer, I exploded my cum in my sister's mouth.

"Donna. Oh, Donna. Don't stop. Don't stop stroking me. Don't stop sucking me. I'm cumming, Donna. I'm cumming," I said filled with as much sexual desire for my sister as I still had for my mother.

After cumming in my sister's beautiful mouth, I was ready to take the next step. I was ready to make love to my sister before fucking her. I was ready to remove her panties, spread her legs and fill her cunt with my prick. I helped her to a standing position. Only, in the way that my mother did, when I tried to kiss my sister, she pushed me away.

"We must never speak of this," she said. "As far as I'm concerned, this never happened. This was a once in a lifetime thing, Michael. We can never do this again," she said just what my mother had said. "Never, Michael. Never. Never again. Do you hear me? Do you understand?"

I couldn't believe what she was saying. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. She repeated everything my mother had said. As if I was having sex with my mother, my sister took the same position on making love and fucking as my mother had. I couldn't believe my sexy sister was denying me her pussy in the way that my MILF of a mother denied me her pussy.

'I don't get it. I don't understand,' I thought. 'If she allowed me to masturbated her, if she blew me and allowed me to cum I her mouth, why won't she make love to me? Why won't she fuck me? What's the issue?'

Talking to my sister about making love to her and fucking her was just like talking to my mother about making love to her and fucking her. I couldn't believe it. I couldn't believe that first my mother and now my sister would willingly blow me, allow me to cum in their mouths, and swallow my cum but not have sexual intercourse with me. Not only couldn't I make love to my sister but also, I couldn't fuck her. What's the big deal? What's the difference? Incestuous sex is incestuous sex, isn't it? Wasn't the sex we just had incestuous?

"Okay, okay," I said not wanting her to rub anymore salt in my wound of sexual frustration.

I had already heard enough from my mother and now from my sister not to expect sex from either of them again. Obvious to me now, in the way that I'd never make love to my mother, I'd never make love to my mother and/or sister. Never would I fuck my mother and/or my sister. Never would my mother and/or sister blow me again. As quickly as this incestuous sex started, it was over.

Even though I took a step back away from her, she continued lambasting me as is she was the innocent victim in us already having incestuous sex and I was the pervert who forced himself on her. Even though I covered my ears with my hands, she continued to verbally attack. By slashing it to pieces with her tongue and with her words, she was ruining a beautiful thing. Obviously, just as I didn't see what was wrong with sex between a mother and her son, I didn't see what was wrong with sex between a sister and her brother.

"What we did is wrong," she said reiterating and clarifying herself. "What we did is forbidden. What we did is illegal. What we did is incest. What we did is nasty. Never will I ever have sex with you again, Michael. Do you hear me? Do you understand?"

In the way that she looked just like my mother when admonishing me, she sounded just like my mother when saying those hurtful things. As sexually excited as I was to make out with my sister, feel her tits, finger her nipples, and masturbate her pussy, I was confused. As much as I was sexually excited that my sister blew me and allowed me to cum in her mouth, I was sexually frustrated that she wouldn't allow me to make love to her and/or fuck her.

'What the fuck? I don't get it. I don't understand.'

* * *

Incestuously enough, in the way that I masturbated later over having had sex with my mother, I masturbated later over having had sex with my sister. When I wasn't masturbating over making out with my mother, feeling her tits, and fingering her nipples, I was masturbating over making out with my sister, feeling her tits, and fingering her nipples. When I wasn't masturbating over my mother masturbating me, blowing me, and cumming in her mouth, I was masturbating over my sister masturbating me, blowing me, and cumming in her mouth. When I wasn't masturbating over imagining making love to and fucking my mother, I was masturbating over imagining making love to and fucking my sister.

I continued to be as sexually aroused over the sexual thoughts of my mother and sister as I was horny and sexually frustrated. Thinking that the first time having incestuous sex with my mother and sister would be the hardest, I thought that the second time we had incestuous sex would be a cinch. With them both willingly crossing the incestuous line, I thought that they'd continue to cross the incestuous line.

'I don't get it. I don't understand why they wouldn't allow me to make love to them. I don't understand why they wouldn't allow me to fuck them. I don't understand why they wouldn't allow me to give them both a sexual orgasm with my cock in the way that I gave them sexual orgasms with my fingers,' I thought.

After my mother and sister opened Pandora's Box by having incestuous sex with me, I never thought they'd slam it closed never to have sexual relations with me again. If only I could make love to my mother and/or sister, I'd be happy. If only I could fuck my mother and/or sister just once, I'd be okay with them not having sex with me again.

Several months after having had sex with my sister, my aunt and cousin moved in to live with us after she divorced her husband. A bad economy, those who still had a job were working two part-time jobs with no benefits to pay the rent and buy food. Everything increased at a rapid pace except for salaries. With all five of us chipping in to support the one household, at least my mother still managed to keep a roof over our heads. Yet, five people living in a three-bedroom house was a bit crowded. One man living with four women with only one bathroom wasn't fun.

Then, as the next Halloween approached, I overheard my mother's sister, my aunt, Patricia, talking to her daughter, my cousin, Emily, that she was going to a Halloween party dressed as a TWA stewardess of old. In the way that my mother attended a Halloween party dressed as an X-rated nurse, and sister had gone to a Halloween party dressed as Cinderella, my aunt was attending a Halloween party dressed as a TWA stewardess. What was it with wearing Halloween costumes while pretending that they were someone else that obviously sexually titillated women?

'God, I love Halloween,' I thought. 'Admittedly, I never enjoyed wearing Halloween costumes before but I like loved wearing Halloween costumes now. Something that I never enjoyed, now I love playing dress up and make believe. Maybe in the way that I had sex with my mother and my sister while they wore their Halloween costumes and roleplayed, my aunt would have sex with me too while wearing her Halloween costume and roleplaying. How hot would that be to have sex with my aunt?'

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In the way that my MILF of a mother and my sexy sister had already given me sex while wearing their Halloween costumes and roleplaying, I couldn't help but imagine my aunt giving me sex while wearing her Halloween costume and roleplaying. I couldn't help myself from imagining my aunt being as horny and as sexually frustrated as were my mother and my sister. Thinking that what worked for my mother and sister may work for my aunt, I was ready to sexually solicit my Aunt Patricia for incestuous sex.

In the way that I dressed as a doctor for my mother and dressed as Prince Charming for my sister, I rented a TWA pilot's uniform of old to surprise my aunt. When I looked at myself in the mirror, I looked just like an airline pilot. I looked like Leonardo DiCaprio in Catch Me If You Can when he dressed as a Pan American World Airways pilot. While dressed in her TWA stewardess costume, I wondered if my aunt would roleplay her being my stewardess and me being her captain.

In the same, unannounced way that I entered my mother's and my sister's bedroom, I entered my aunt's bedroom. In the same way that I was hoping to catch my mother and/or my sister dressing or undressing and catching them in their bras and panties, I was hoping to catch my aunt Patricia in her bra and panties. I imagined seeing my aunt topless. I'd love nothing more than to see her big tits. I imagined catching my aunt naked. I'd love to see her naked.

Sexually exciting myself, I imagined my aunt standing in front of her mirror naked. Just as I had imagined what my mother and sister looked like naked, I wondered what my aunt looked like without her clothes. I'd love to see her without her clothes. I love to see something of my aunt that I was forbidden to see. Even if I didn't have sex with my aunt in the way that I did with my mother and sister, I'd love to see my aunt naked.

'I'd love to see Auntie Patricia naked,' I thought while ready to barge in her bedroom without knocking.

I imagined my aunt standing in her bedroom without wearing any clothes. Giving me something more to masturbate over, in the way that I imagined my mother and my sister without their clothes, I imagined my aunt without her clothes too. Trying to discern if she was dressing or undressing, yet unable to hear what I was hoping to hear, I listened at her bedroom door before bursting in her room. Taking my chances by throwing caution to the wind and flinging open her bedroom door, I barged in my aunt's bedroom without knocking.

'Damn,' I thought, when I saw her already dressed as a TWA stewardess of old and standing in front of the full-length mirror while looking at herself. 'I must have just missed her getting dressed.

If only I had opened her door a few minutes earlier, I would have seen all that I hoped to see of my aunt's sexy and shapely body. I would have seen her in her panties and bra, topless, or naked. My aunt looked at me and burst out laughing. Obviously, especially when I laughed with her, she wasn't laughing at me but with me. Obviously, she appreciated my Halloween costume as much as I appreciated her Halloween costume.

"Captain," she said as soon as she saw me. Then, seemingly ripe for my sexual advances with her playing her role as stewardess and me playing my role as her captain, she put her hand to her hip and gave me a sexy smile and a naughty look. "Coffee, tea, or me, Captain?"

Oh, my God, a younger version of my mother, my aunt was so pretty. She was so sexy. I'd never kick this bitch out of bed for eating crackers. Not much of a choice, being that I already had my strong, black coffee and disliked weak tea, I was more than willing, eager actually, to give my aunt a try. Forget about a caffeinated beverage. My aunt was the addictive intoxicant that I wanted.

"You. I want you," I said giving her the eye while imagining unbuttoning the jacket of her stewardess costume in the way I unzipped my mother's nurse's costume and lifted the back of my sister's Cinderella gown. I imagined stripping off my aunt's stewardess uniform in my horny imagination. Only, with her costume an integral part of her roleplaying, sexual fantasy in having sex with me, I'd be unable to strip my aunt naked in the way that I was unable to strip my mother and sister naked. "I'd much rather have you than coffee or tea."

I looked at her as if I was really a pilot and her captain and she was really my stewardess and my obedient, subservient employee. Not wasting any time with small talk, in the way I already had done with my mother and sister, I stepped to my aunt, looked her in the eyes, took her in my arms, and kissed her. After having sexually kissed my mother and my sister, I couldn't believe that I was sexually kissing my aunt. With me figuring like mother, like sister, and like aunt, had I not kissed my mother and my sister, embolden with sexual passion, I may not have had the courage and the confidence to sexually kiss my aunt.

* * *

As brazen as I was sexually excited, a year later, I couldn't believe that I was making my sexual move on my aunt. As soon as our lips touched, in the way that my mother and my sister parted my lips with their tongues, my aunt parted my lips with her tongue. My MILF of an aunt was French kissing me. I couldn't believe my aunt was French kissing me. I couldn't believe I was French kissing my sexy aunt. I couldn't believe I was French kissing my mother's kid sister. Hard to wrap my head around what was happening, I couldn't believe I was French kissing my cousin Emily's mother.

As soon as my aunt parted my lips with her tongue, I felt her ass through her stewardess costume. When she didn't slap my hand away, I continued feeling my aunt's shapely behind. She had such a firm and shapely ass, as firm and as shapely as my mother's and my sister's asses. Then, when she continued French kissing me, I reached my hand around her to feel her big breasts through her blouse. My aunt's tits were just as big as and just as firm my mother's and sister's big tits. I couldn't believe I was not only making out with my aunt but also, I was feeling her ass and breasts through her clothes.

'This is unbelievable. I don't believe this,' I thought. 'What is it with wearing a Halloween costume?'

After my mother and my sister denied me the sexual pleasure of their pussies by not allowing me to make love to them before fucking them, I wondered if my aunt would grant me the sexual pleasure of her pussy. I wondered if my aunt would make love to me in the way that I wanted to make love to her sister and her niece. I wondered if my aunt would fuck me in the way that I wanted to fuck my mother and my sister. Then, cringing at the thought, I wondered if my aunt had the same, convoluted definition that my mother and sister had of what she considered was incest and what she deemed was incestuous sex.

If my aunt didn't surrender her pussy, I wondered if she'd stroke my cock while sucking my cock in the way that my mother and my sister had already stroked and sucked my stiff prick. I'd be lying if I said that I wouldn't enjoy my aunt blowing me. I'd love nothing more than to watch my aunt stare up at me with her brown eyes while sucking my prick. In the same way that I had already done with my mother and sister, I'd love nothing more than to cum in my aunt's mouth and watch her swallow my cum.

Yet, no matter if we made love, fucked, and/or if she blew me, I'd be happy making out with my aunt while touching and feeling her through her Halloween costume as I was happy making out with my mother and sister. As if I was really a pilot, it was sexually exciting feeling my aunt's ass and her breasts through her stewardess uniform while making out with her. As if I was really her captain, I'd love to give my aunt orders of a sexual nature.

My aunt had every bit as good of a body as my mother and sister did. I'd love nothing better than to get my mother and my aunt in bed together. How hot would that be to have a threesome with my mother and my aunt? Then, thinking of all the varieties of incestuous sex, I'd love to get my mother and sister in bed together. How hot would that be to have a threesome with my mother and my sister? I'd love to get my aunt and my sister in bed together. How hot would that be to have threesome with my aunt and my sister?

Going from one to the other, I'd be masturbating over having sex with my aunt in the way that I still masturbated over having sex with my mother and sister. Between masturbating over having sex with my mother, my sister, and now with my aunt, suffice to say, I'd always be masturbating. Only, hoping that she didn't subscribe to the same convoluted definition of incest, in the way that I would have loved to make love to my mother and sister, I hoped to make love to my aunt. In the way that I wished that I could have fucked my mother and sister, I hoped to fuck my aunt.

In the way that I felt my mother's and sister's asses through their Halloween costumes, I felt my aunt's ass through her Halloween costume too. In the way that I felt my mother's and my sister's breasts through their Halloween costumes, I felt my aunt's breasts through her Halloween costume too. Then, when she stared at me with her big, brown eyes and smiled was as if giving me the green light to continue sexually seducing her, she encouraged me to touch and feel more of her.

* * *

Not stopping her from touching and feeling me, when my aunt reached down to feel my growing erection through my pilot's costume in the way that my mother and sister had done, I unbuttoned her the jacket of her costume. In the way that my mother and sister felt my stiff prick, my aunt was feeling my erect cock through my pants. Sexually exciting me even more, she fondled the head of my dick with her fingertips. I couldn't believe my aunt was feeling me as much as I was feeling her. I couldn't believe my aunt sexually wanted me as much as I sexually wanted her.

Not wasting time with unnecessary foreplay being that she was no doubt as wet as I was hard, I continued kissing my aunt while touching her breasts through her blouse and bra. I unbuttoned her blouse and unhooked her front snapping bra to release her big, naked breasts. I felt her naked breasts and fingered her nipples with one hand while reaching beneath her flight attendant's uniform to finger her pussy through her panties with my other hand. Then, pushing her panty aside with my finger, I masturbated my aunt in the way that I had masturbated my mother and my sister.

With her already so very wet, I rubbed her clit while fingering her pussy deeper. Experienced after masturbating my mother and sister, it didn't take me long to get my aunt breathing heavy and moaning. Then, when she reached down, unzipped my pants, and pulled out my erection, we were already past the point of no return. In the way that I wanted to make love to and fuck my mother and sister, I hoped that I'd be making love to and fucking my aunt.

"Oh, Michael. Michael. Don't stop. You're going to make me cum," she said breathlessly while whispering her sexual lust for me in my ear. "Rub my clit harder, Michael. Rub my clit faster. Finger me deeper, Michael. Fuck my cunt with your long, stiff fingers. Fuck me, Michael. Fuck me," she said. "Make me cum. Make me cum, Michael, and I'll make you cum too."

As soon as she said fuck me, I imagined making love to my aunt before fucking my aunt after masturbating her. As soon as she asked me to make her cum and said that she'd make me cum too, after making love to her pussy, I imagined fucking my aunt's cunt and giving her a sexual orgasm with my cock. In the way that I wished I could have made love to my mother and sister, now I hoped to make love to my aunt. In the way that I wished I could have fucked my mother and sister, now I hoped to fuck my aunt.

I imagined turning my aunt around, lifting her flight attendant's skirt, pulling down her panties, pushing her across her bed, and fucking her from behind like a dog. I imagined giving my aunt a sexual orgasm with my cock in the way that I was giving her a sexual orgasm with my fingers. I imagined giving my aunt a sexual orgasm with my cock in the way that I wanted to give my mother and sister a sexual orgasm with my stiff prick.

"Cum Patricia, cum," I said. "As your pilot, I order you to cum. As your Captain, after I masturbate you, I order you to make love to me before fucking me."

As if I had said something wrong, she stiffened. In the same way that my mother and sister had looked at me, my aunt looked up at me as if I was nuts. She looked at me as if there was something wrong with me. She looked at me as if I had gone too far and expected too much. Now I assumed that my aunt had the same convoluted definition of incest that my mother and sister had.

"You can masturbate me, Michael but you can't make love to me. You can't fuck me," she said slowly shaking her head from side to side as if she needed that extra bit of head movement to convince me that she wouldn't fuck me.

Having already been down this road twice before first with my mother, then with my sister, and now with my aunt, expecting her to say what she said, I didn't even bother asking her why we couldn't have sexual intercourse.

"Okay," I said while expecting and waiting for her to say what I wanted to hear.

While continuing to masturbate her, I stared at her while she stared up at me. After having masturbated my mother and my sister, I could tell that my aunt was close to cumming. As if she was dizzy, she was unsteady on her feet. All I needed to do was to finger her nipples before sucking her nipples. All I needed to do was to continue rubbing her clit harder and faster while fucking her deeper with my finger. I needed to get her to cum for her to get me to cum too. Then, she said what I was hoping she'd say.

"Instead of making love to you and instead of fucking you, after you make me cum, what if I blew you? What if I sucked your cock," she said giving me a sexy smile and a naughty look. "Would you like that, Michael? Would you like Auntie Pat to blow you? Would you like me to suck your cock?"

When she reached down to cup my balls before taking my cock in her hand to stroke me harder and faster, I returned her sexy smile and naughty look with my sexy smile and naughty look.

"May I cum in your mouth, Aunt Patricia?"

I slid a slow finger across her full, red lips and, before answering me, she took my finger in her mouth to suck my finger as if she was already sucking my cock.

"Of course, you may cum in my mouth, Michael. It wouldn't be much of a blowjob if you didn't cum in my mouth and if I didn't swallow your cum," she said while fondling the head of my stiff prick before stroking my dick. "I'd love for you to cum in my mouth."

* * *

Now that she offered to blow me, even though she refused to make love to me and/or fuck me, I continued masturbating my aunt. Rubbing her clit harder and faster, I finger fucked her deeper. While continuing to kiss her, I felt her big tits and fingered her erect nipples. I couldn't wait to for my aunt to cum all over my finger and hand so that she'd allow me to cum in her mouth.

"Michael. Michael. Don't stop. I'm going to cum. I'm going to cum. Oh, my God, Michael. Oh, my God," she said tensing her body, putting back her head, and dropping her shoulders as if she had been shot and was dead.

She rested against me before giving me a loving kiss. She kissed me as if she was my lover instead of my aunt. She kissed me as if I was her husband instead of her nephew. She kissed me as if she was grateful for giving her sex and giving her a sexual orgasm with my fingers.

Then, in the way that my mother leaned forward on her bed and my sister fell to her knees, my aunt moved to her knees in preparation to suck my cock. In the way that it was sexually thrilling to see my sister on her knees in front of me, it was sexually thrilling to see my aunt on her knees in front of me. I couldn't believe my MILF of an aunt was about to blow me. I couldn't believe my mother's sister was about to suck my cock.

She took me in her hand and stared up at me while I stared down at her. Teasing me with her tongue, she kissed my prick while licking my prick as she slowly stroked my erection. Then, never removing her eyes from my eyes, she took me in her mouth. My aunt was blowing me. My mother's sister was sucking my cock. My cousin Emily's mother was giving me oral sex. I couldn't believe my aunt was giving me oral sex.

I stared down at my hard, hairy cock filling my aunt's mouth and stretching her lips. In the way that I couldn't believe what I was seeing when my mother and then my sister was blowing me, I couldn't believe what I was seeing with my aunt blowing me too. My Aunt Patricia had my prick in her mouth. As if she was continuing to roleplay in her sexual fantasy as an airline stewardess, my aunt was willingly, voluntarily, and consensually blowing me because as her pilot, I was her captain.

In the way that I did with my mother and did with my sister, I put a gentle hand to the back of my aunt's pretty head. Rocking my hips back and forth, I humped her mouth. Pressing her head closer while humping her harder, I fucked her face. Unable to wrap my head around my aunt giving me oral sex, even after my mother blew me and my sister blew me, I couldn't believe my aunt was sucking my prick too.

As if she was determined to get me to cum, she stroked me faster and harder while sucking me deeper. In the way that my mother and sister had given me unbelievable blowjobs, as if she was an experienced call girl, my aunt was giving me an unbelievable blowjob too. If I had to choose who gave me the best blowjob, I'd be hard pressed to pick between the three. They were all incredible cocksuckers.

"Oh, my God, Aunt Patty. I'm going to cum. I'm going to cum. Don't stop. Please don't stop," I said while humping her mouth and fucking her face. "I need to cum in your beautiful mouth."

I soon as I said that I was going to cum, I did. Pushing her head forward with a heavy hand, I filled her mouth with the length of my prick and ejaculated my cum down her throat. Then, when she pushed me away to gasp her breath, unexpectedly and surprising the both of us, I shot a second load all over her face, in her hair, and across my tits. Something I hadn't done with my mother or sister, I gave my aunt a cum bath.

'Wow,' I thought. 'That was amazing. I gave my aunt a cum bath.'

"Geez, Michael," laughed my aunt. "That was a lot of cum," she said with a sexy laugh while wiping cum from her face with her fingers and licking her fingers clean. "What were you saving that for me?"

* * *

Ready to fuck my aunt, I pushed her back on her bed and mounted her. Not taking no for an answer, I was determined to have sexual intercourse with my aunt in the way that I couldn't have sexual intercourse with my mother or sister. Instead, sticking to her distorted immoral, convoluted code of what she deemed as incest, she rolled me off of her as if she was a wrestler on the mat. She stood from the bed with her big tits hanging out of her bra and exposed, her short skirt up to her waist, and her naked pussy exposed too.

As if recording her image to masturbate over later, I stared at all that I could see of my nearly naked aunt. I stared at my aunt's big naked tits, her erect nipples, and her round areolas. In the way that I stared at my mother's bushy pussy and my sister's trimmed cunt, I stared at my aunt's shaved pussy.

She wiped my cum from her face and dabbed at my cum in her hair with some tissues. She pulled down her skirt, moved her breasts inside of her bra, and buttoned her blouse. No longer undone, she looked as if we never had sex. She made me feel as if I had imagined the whole thing.

"I told you that you can't fuck me, Michael," she said scolding me in the way my mother scolded me. "Moreover, we must never speak of this," she said. "As far as I'm concerned, this never happened. This was a once in a lifetime thing, Michael. We can never do this again," she said.

When I stepped to her, she pushed me away.

'Here we go again,' I thought.

I gave her my best smile with my sexiest look.

"C'mon, don't be like that Aunt Patty. Let me make love to you. I need to fuck you. Please? I need to cum in your cunt," I said.

When I stepped closer, as if she was a running back and I was a tackle, she gave me a straight arm to my chest. Then, as if they had conspired together to write the same hurtful speech, she said what my mother and sister had said. Only, I knew what she said wasn't rehearsed; it was what they believed was incest and what they considered was having incestuous sex. Transgressions aside, they all had a weak moment while dressed in costume and roleplaying. Obviously, they were willing to do wild, sexy, incestuous things while wearing their Halloween costumes and pretending that they were someone else.

"Never, Michael. Never. Never again," said my aunt in the same way that my mother and sister said the same damn thing. "Do you hear me? Do you understand? We can never have sex again. What we did is wrong. What we did is nasty. What we did is forbidden. What we did is illegal. What we did is incest. Please get out of my room so that I may finish dressing."

'Fuck me,' I thought.

In the way that I wanted to make love to my mother, I wanted to make love to my sister and now to my aunt. In the way that I wanted to fuck my mother, I wanted to fuck my sister and now my aunt. As if I was my mother's doctor, my sister's Prince Charming, and my aunt's TWA pilot, even after they all blew me and allowed me to cum in their mouths, I was so very sexually frustrated. I wanted, no I needed to fuck my mother, my sister, and my aunt.

* * *

Yet again and incestuously enough, in the way that I masturbated over having sex with my mother, for the next year, I masturbated after over having sex with my sister and with my aunt. Now, a regular masturbating machine, when I wasn't masturbating over my having sex with my mother, I was masturbating over my having sex with my sister and aunt. Going from one to the other over and again, I had plenty to masturbate over while imagining having sex with my mother, my sister, and aunt again.

I masturbated over making out with my mother while feeling her through her sexy, nurse's costume. I masturbated over making out with my sister while feeling her through her Cinderella's costume. I masturbated over making out with my aunt while feeling her though her stewardess's costume. Just as I masturbated over seeing and feeling my mother's naked tits while fingering her nipples, I masturbated over seeing and feeling my sister's and my aunt's naked tits while fingering their nipples.

Just as I masturbated over my mother, my sister, and my aunt, I masturbated over my mother, my sister, and my aunt seeing my prick, touching my prick, and holding my prick. I masturbated over them stroking my prick while blowing me. I masturbated over them blowing me and allowing me to cum in their mouths. I masturbated over them swallowing my cum. I'd obviously be masturbating over having one-time sex with my mother, sister, and aunt for the rest of my life.

Not done there, I masturbated over watching and hearing them cum from me masturbating them. I masturbated over seeing and feeling their big tits while fingering their erect nipples. If that wasn't enough, I masturbated over the sexy sight of seeing my erect prick buried in their mouths while they all stared up at me with their big, brown, beautiful eyes. In the way that I masturbated over cumming in my mother's mouth and her swallowing my cum, I masturbated over cumming in my sister's and aunt's mouths and them swallowing my cum.

Yet, even though I had my wicked, sexual way with my mother, my sister, and my aunt, I didn't get to have sexual intercourse with any of them. I didn't get to make love nor fuck any of them. Blowjobs were sexually exciting and a big deal for me, I wanted to get laid. I wished that I could have sex with the three of them just one more time.

I not only wanted to make love to my mother, my sister, and my aunt but also, I wanted to fuck my mother, my sister, and my aunt. I didn't get to make slow, sweet love to them. I didn't get to fuck them hard and fast. I didn't get to give them a sexual orgasm with my cock in the way that I gave them a sexual orgasm with my fingers and my mother a sexual orgasm with my mouth. I didn't get to give their pussies a sexual orgasm in the way that they gave my cock a sexual orgasm with their mouths.

* * *

A year later, it was Halloween, my now favorite holiday, yet again. It was then that I heard my cousin Emily say to her friend on the phone that she was attending a Halloween party dressed as Juliet.

'Interesting, I thought. What's Juliet without Romeo?'

Was this my perfect opportunity to see if what worked for my mother three years ago, what worked for my sister two years ago, and worked for my aunt last year would work for my cousin this year?

'Oh, my God. I'm so sexually excited to see if my cousin would have sex with me in the way that my mother, my sister, and my aunt all had sex with me,' I thought.

Perhaps, in my knowing the whore that my cousin was, she'd have sex with me. I didn't know but it was surely worth a try. I'd love nothing more than to roleplay Romeo with my cousin Emily while we were in costume. I'd love nothing more than to have sex with my cousin, Emily, this year in the way that I had sex with her mother, my aunt, Patricia, last year. I'd love nothing more than to have sex with my Emily in the way that I had sexy with my sister, Donna, two-years ago, and had sex with my mother, Christine, three-years ago.

Taking the first step, I rented a Romeo costume and was ready barge in her bedroom without knocking. Hoping to catch my cousin in her bra and panties, topless, or naked, I hoped to see more of my cousin's sexy body than I had ever seen before. With the tights a bit small and a lot uncomfortable, they made my cock look really big. If I say so myself, I did look a lot like Romeo, albeit a modern-day version of Shakespeare's greatest, unrequited lover.

In the same way that I did with my mother, my sister, and my aunt, I stood by her closed bedroom door listening. Hoping to catch her dressing or undressing, I'd love nothing better than to see my whore of a cousin in her bra and panties, topless, or naked. In the way that I couldn't hear my mother, my sister, nor my aunt dressing or undressing through their bedroom doors, I couldn't hear my cousin.

Biding my time, as eager as I was to see my cousin dressed as Juliet, I was eager for my cousin to see me dressed as Romeo. I stood by her bedroom door ready to barge in without knocking. Turning the knob as quickly as I flung open her bedroom door, my cousin was sitting on her bed already dressed as Juliet.

'Fuck,' I thought disappointed that I missed her sexy, naked show of her hot body.

Nonetheless, she looked so beautiful. She looked so sexy. She was showing the entire tops of her big breasts and her long, sexy line of cleavage. If she was anyone but my blood related cousin, I'd be all over her. Yet, that didn't stop me from having sex with my mother, sister, and aunt, so why should being blood related to my cousin stop me from having sex with her? Only, intimidated by my cousin, she was always so sexually and inappropriately forward. In the way that my mother, sister, and aunt acted like virgins, my cousin acted like the whore that she was.

"Romeo. My Romeo," said my cousin Emily while laughing as soon as she saw me dressed as Romeo. "Wherefore art thou Romeo?" She reached out her hand as if she wanted me to take it.

Commanding my attention, my stares, and my leers, the Juliette costume that Emily was wearing showed the tops of her big, meaty breasts and a lot of jiggling cleavage. Her big tits were hanging so far out of her costume that if she leaned forward, as if they were melons in a bag being loaded from a shopping cart to a car trunk, they'd surely spill out of her bra and costume. While comparing her big tits to my mother's, sister's, and aunt's big tits, I'd love nothing more than to see my cousin's big, naked breasts.

'Oh, my God, my cousin has such big tits. Much sexier than my mother's X-rated nurse's costume, my sister's Cinderella costume, and my aunt's stewardess costume, my cousin is such a whore for wearing such a revealing costume,' I thought. 'I'd like nothing more than to touch Emily's big tits, see her big tits, feel her big tits, fondle her big tits, and suck her big tits.'

* * *

Even though my cousin played the morally modest virgin, she hasn't been a virgin since her cheerleading days when she had sex with practically the entire high school football team when she was 18-years-old. In the way that women talk about men, men talk about women. Being that my cousin has had sex with many of my friends, now that I was sexually successful with my mother, my sister, and my aunt, I felt confident that I'd be sexually successful with my cousin too. I couldn't imagine my cousin turning down an opportunity to have sex with me, especially while in costume and roleplaying while pretending to be someone else.

"Juliet," I said staring at all that my cousin was showing of her breasts. "Thouest has such big tits. Thouest has the best breasts in the kingdom."

She looked down at where I was staring.

"Even though you're my cousin, you're just like all men," she said making a face before sexually teasing me by looking down at her big tits again before looking up at me. "I bet you'd like to touch them," she said slowly moving her body from one side to the other. I bet you'd like to feel them," she said sliding her slow hands over her big tits. "I bet you'd like to see them. I bet you'd like to suck them," she said cupping her breasts in her palms and lifting them as if lifting them up to me.

'Oh, my God,' I thought. 'My cousin is such a sexy bitch. I'd love nothing more than to feel my mouth with my cousin's big tits. I'd love nothing more than to fill her mouth with my stiff dick. I'd love nothing more than for my cousin to blow me while feeling her big tits and fingering her erect nipples. In the way that I did with my mother, my sister, and her mother, I'd love to cum in Emily's mouth and watch her swallow my cum.'

If I thought my mother, my sister, and my aunt were sexy and slutty, they all paled in comparison to my cousin. My cousin made them look like virgins. My cousin made them look like nuns. My cousin was such a whore but I was happy that she was.

"Thouest would love to see your tits, feel your tits, and sucketh your tits," I said doing my best in trying to act Shakespearean while remaining in character.

As if she had heard this line before and in every language, she made another face while folding her arms around her big tits.

"In your dreams pervert. You can't see my tits, feel my tits, or suck my tits. We're cousins. We're blood related. You can't see my naked breasts and I'm not about to show you my tits," she said shaking her head side-to-side.

Not about to take no for an answer, I reached out my finger and pulled down her top. With her already so nakedly exposed, with her showing everything but for her areolas and nipples, it didn't take much for me to bare her breasts. As if they were waiting to fall out, her big knockers fell out of her top and out of her bra. As if her top was a curtain and her big tits were taking a bow to give an encore, first one breast fell out and then the other.

"Wow, Emily. You have spectacular breasts. I loved your big tits," I said while staring at her naked breasts, her nipples, and her areolas.

"Michael," she said feigning her embarrassment and indignation yet without covering her nakedness with her hands or forearms.

Not waiting for her to put her breast back in her bra and top, I reached out both my horny hands and felt my cousin's tits. I couldn't believe that I was feeling my cousin's naked breasts. I couldn't believe my cousin was allowing me to feel her naked tits. I squeezed her tits and fondled her tits. Then, I fingered her already erect nipples.

"You have beautiful tits, Emily. Your breasts are so firm and so shapely," I said while continuing to feel her tits, squeeze her tits, and finger her nipples. "I love your big nipples," I said pulling, turning, twisting, pinching, and squeezing her nipples.

She looked down at my hands having my wicked, sexual way with her big breasts before looking up at me.

"Really?" She looked down at her naked breasts again before looking up at me. "Do you really think that I have beautiful breasts?"

Taking that as my green light, I continued feeling her breasts while fingering her nipples. For some inexplicable reason, I was having a better time feeling my cousin's tits than I had feeling my mother's, my sister's, and my aunt's big tits. Genetically the same, they basically had the same breasts. They're tits were the same size and all were just as shapely.

"Absolutely," I said. "You have the best breasts I've ever seen and felt."

Actually, her tits felt and looked just like my sister's tits. Her tits looked and felt much like my mother's and aunt's tits but didn't sag in the way that their breasts did, not that they're breasts sagged all that much. All the women in my family had phenomenal tits.

"I don't mind you seeing my tits and feeling my tits, just don't finger my nipples, Romeo," she said with a sexually excited look on her face.

'Too late,' I thought. 'I was already fingering her big nipples.'

Knowing that I was sexually getting to her as her nipples were as hard as they were erect, ignoring her request, I continued fingering her nipples while playing Mickey the dunce.

"Why not?"

As if I didn't know why she didn't want me fingering her nipples, she sighed and rolled her eyes.

"Because you'll get me all hot and bothered, silly. You'll get me sexually excited. You'll make me cum," she said. Then, she said what I was hoping she'd say. "You'd make me want to have sex with you."

I not only continued fingering her nipples but also, once again, I pulled, turned, twisted, pinched, and squeezed her nipples. I wanted to get my cousin all hot and bothered. I wanted to get her sexually excited. I wanted to see and hear Emily cum. No doubt, if I got her to cum just by seeing her tits, feeling her tits, and fingering her nipples, she'd make me cum too. I wanted to have sex with my cousin. I wanted my cousin to blow me. I wanted to cum in my cousin's mouth in the way that I ejaculated my cum in my mother's, sister's, and aunt's mouths.

"Don't you want to get all hot and bothered? Don't you want to get sexually excited? Don't you want to cum?" I lifted the front of her skirt to her waist to finger her pussy through her panties and was surprised to see that she wasn't wearing any panties. "You're not wearing any panties," I said staring at shaved pussy.

I couldn't believe my whore of a cousin wasn't wearing panties. Like mother, like daughter, my Aunt Patricia had a shaved cunt too. Not taking no for an answer, especially not from my whore of a cousin who wasn't even wearing panties, when she brushed my hand away from her nipples, I fingered her naked pussy. Instead of brushing my hand away from her shaved cunt, she stared down at my fingers rubbing her clit and finger fucking her.

"Duh," she said. "It's a period costume. The women didn't wear panties back then," she said.

With her not making a move to remove my fingers from her naked pussy and brush her skirt back down, I continued fingering her pussy while staring at her naked pussy and her naked tits. I rubbed her clit harder while fingering her pussy deeper. I was masturbating my cousin in the way that I had masturbated my mother, my sister, and my aunt.

"Don't you want to cum?" I asked her again while hoping she'd say yes. "I'd like to make you cum, Juliet. I'd like to hear you and watch you have a sexual orgasm. Pretend that I'm Romeo ready to lick and finger shaved pussy," I said.

Actually, Shakespeare's Juliet would, no doubt, have a bushy pussy. She looked at me with wide eyes. She looked at me with as much sexual excitement as I looked at her. Now, she looked at me as if she wanted me to lick and finger her shaved pussy. She looked at me as if she wanted to cum.

"I swear to God, Michael, if you eat me, I'll fuck you," she said as if daring me to eat her.

Then, as if she suddenly changed her mind, she pushed me away. She grabbed the hem of her skirt and fluffed it back down. Then, she stuffed her tits back in her bra and barely covered them with the bodice of her Juliet costume. As if she was Sophia Vergara playing Juliet, the tops of her abundant breasts and her long, deep line of sexy cleavage was still visible to my horny eyes.

Unlike my modest and moral mother, Christine, my sexy sister, Donna, and my MILF of an aunt, Patricia, I knew my whore of a cousin, Emily, liked to play sexy games. Having heard what she was like in bed from my friends who had sex with her, I knew she liked it rough. I knew she needed to be forced to be sexually aroused. She was the type of broad who enjoyed being tied to the bed and stripped naked.

Every one of my friends said the same thing. She liked being stripped naked. She liked being forced. Only, not about to strip my cousin naked, I didn't want to rip and ruin her Halloween costume. I didn't want to awaken her from her costume, roleplaying role by removing her costume.

Not about to force my cousin to have sex with me, I couldn't force my cousin to give me sex. That would be wrong. That would be nasty. That would be rape. Moreover, in the way that my mother, my sister, and my aunt were ready and willing for sex while dressed in their Halloween costumes and roleplaying, I knew my cousin was ready for sex too.

Taking control of the situation, I pushed my cousin back on the bed. As if she was helpless and couldn't get up, as soon as she fell backwards, her skirt raised up enough and her legs spread wide enough that I had a good view of her pussy again. Instead of giving her time to get up and situate herself, I moved between her legs and raised her skirt to her waist. With her not stopping me, she allowed me to finger her.

She was already very wet. While I continued rubbing her clit, my finger slid inside her pussy. I was finger fucking my cousin. I couldn't believe I was finger fucking my cousin. I couldn't believe my cousin was allowing me to finger fuck her. Fingering her faster while fingering her deeper with one finger and continuing to rub her clit with my other finger, I had her moving her ass around the bed as if she was a dog with an itch.

Hoping she'd keep her promise of fucking me, I moved my mouth to my cousin's pussy. When my mouth was a cunt hair away from her pussy slit, I flicked out my tongue to lick my cousin. As soon as I licked her cunt, she gasped. With her not stopping me, I continued fingering and licking Emily's pussy. I was licking my cousin's cunt. I couldn't believe I was licking my cousin's cunt. A woman I've known since I was a child, I was eating my cousin Emily.

I licked her faster. I licked her harder. I finger fucked her faster and I finger fucked her deeper while reaching up to feel her big breasts through her costume and bra. Giving me a hand, Emily immediately obeyed by removing her breasts from her bra and costume. I fingered her nipples as if they were radio knobs. Now, as she was before, she was as naked above the waist as she was below the waist.

I continued eating my cousin while feeling and fondling her breasts. I continued licking and harder and faster while rubbing her clit and fingering her pussy with my right hand and reaching up with my left hand to finger her nipples. As I did with her nipples before, I pulled them, turned them, twisted them, pinched them, and squeezed them. In the way that I was having my wicked, sexual way with my cousin's pussy with my tongue, I had my wicked, sexual way with her tits and nipples with my hands and fingers.

"Michael! Michael! You're going to make me cum," she said grabbing me by my ears and then by my hair. "Oh, my God. Romeo! Romeo! My Romeo!"

In the way that my mother did when I was eating her, my cousin pulled my head closer to her cunt. Again, in the way that my mother had done, my cousin mashed my face all over her pussy. I had my cousin's vaginal secretions in my mouth, all over my face, and up my nose. Yet, undaunted, I continued licking her while fingering her. I knew once she had her orgasm, she'd give me one too.

"Cum, Juliet, cum," I said hoping she'd continue to play the role as Juliet. "Cum, Juliet, cum," I said again to take a breath and stop myself from getting lockjaw.

She pressed my face against her as if she was trying to make me impale her pussy with my tongue. Then, she closed her thighs around my head and humped my face. Obviously enjoying being eaten, my cousin was having a good, sexual time. In the way that I knew my mother was ready to cum when eating her, in the way that I knew my sister and aunt were ready to cum when masturbating them, I could tell my cousin was ready to cum.

"Romeo, oh Romeo, you're going to make me cum," she said with a giggle. Then, falling out of character again, I could tell that my cousin was on the brink of cumming. "Michael. Oh, Michael. Don't stop. Please don't stop. Lick me faster. Lick me harder," she said. "Make me cum, Michael. Make me cum. I swear, if you make me cum, I'll fuck you."

Inspired by her saying that she'd fuck me if I made her cum, I licked her faster. I licked her harder. I fingered her deeper while licking and licking her. Then, as soon as she collapsed in the bed as if she was dead, I stripped off my pants and underwear, put on a condom, and mounted my cousin. I was ready to fuck my cousin in the way that I wanted to fuck my mother, my sister, and my aunt.

She reached for me as if I was her boyfriend. She wrapped her arms around my neck as if I was her lover. She embraced me and wrapped her long legs around my waist as if I was her husband. My cousin was humping me as hard as I was fucking her. Forget about making love to me, my cousin was fucking me. I couldn't believe that my cousin Emily was fucking me.

As if I was Romeo reincarnated and as if my cousin Emily was Juliet and had she not poisoned herself, I humped her harder. I humped her faster. I humped her harder than she was humping me. I humped her faster than she could keep up with me.

As if I was fucking my mother, as if I was fucking my sister, as if I was fucking my aunt, and as if I was fucking every woman who ever said no to me fucking them, I fucked my cousin. I took my fucking out on her. Fucking and fucking her, ready to split my cousin in two, I fucked her as if I really was Romeo come alive and she was Juliet returning from the dead.

Forgetting where I was and who was in the house, her headboard was banging the wall and her bed legs were dancing on the floor. Her whole room was shaking. The entire house was shaking. I didn't care who heard me or who knew that I was fucking my cousin, Emily.

"Romeo! Oh, Romeo! Oh, my God, Romeo. I'm cumming," screamed Emily. "I'm cumming, Romeo. I'm cumming. Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Fuck me, Romeo. Fuck me. Fuck me, Michael. Fuck me!"

I held onto my cousin with my naked ass in the air. As soon as she had her sexual orgasm, I slowly rolled off of her to catch my breath. I was exhausted. I was sweating. I needed to rest.

Then, hearing a noise behind me, when I turned around to look to see who else was in the room with us, I couldn't believe my eyes. Quickly gathering my wits about me, there at the end of my cousin's bed was my MILF of a mother, Christine, in costume and dressed as an X-rated nurse.

"There's a new doctor in the house, Doctor," she said giving me a sexy smile and a naughty look.

I looked from my mother to look at my sister, Donna, in costume and dressed as Cinderella. She gave me the same sexy smile and naughty look that my mother had given me.

"My Prince, I see you found my glass slipper. Only, instead of made of glass, your cock is made of steel," she said staring at my still erect prick covered with Emily's vaginal secretions.

Then, when I looked from my sister to look at my aunt, Patricia, with her in costume too, she was dressed as a TWA stewardess.

"O Captain! My Captain," she said giving me the sexy smile and naughty look that my mother and sister had just given me. "Your wish is my command. I'd love for you to fuck me in the way that you fucked my daughter. I'd love for you to make me cum with your cock."

I couldn't believe my mother, my aunt, and my sister had witnessed me having incestuous sex with my whore of a cousin, Emily. I couldn't believe my mother, my aunt, and my sister were all there in Emily's bedroom with us. I couldn't believe that my mother and sister wanted me to fuck them and my aunt Patricia wanted me to make love to her. From that night forward, every other night for me and once a week for them, we took turns dressing in costume and roleplaying.

Just as I fucked my cousin when I was dressed as Romeo and she was dressed as Juliet, I fucked my mother when I was dressed as her young, handsome doctor and she was dressed as my X-rated nurse. Just as I fucked my sister when I was dressed as her handsome Prince Charming and she was dressed as Cinderella, I fucked my aunt when I was dressed as a pilot, her Captain, and she was dressed as a TWA stewardess. Just as I made love to my aunt, I fucked her daughter over and again. Every week I had sexual intercourse with my mother, my sister, my aunt, and my cousin. Every week, I fucked and/or made love to all four women.

just as I fucked my mother over and again, I fucked my sister. Just as I fucked my sister over and again, I made love to my aunt, and fucked my cousin. Keeping it all in the family, we continued to have sex with one another as if we were roleplaying some convoluted form of Charles Dickens Great Expectations. Just as I continually played Pip, my mother, my sister, my aunt, and my cousin continually played the role of Miss Havisham forever trapped in Satis House. The one necessary ingredient to us having sex was that we must be in costume to have incestuous sex.