Afternoon Delight

The next morning, I woke up first and put on my boxers to go out to the kitchen. When my sister emerged a half-hour later, I told Aunt Olivia to kiss her niece hello "the same way you kiss me goodnight, you reverse it for nieces and kiss her like that in the morning". Aunt Olivia bought it, of course, and began french-kissing Christie. My sister was surprised by hardly objected and I watched the two women make out for a few minutes at the breakfast table, sliding their tongues into ecah other's mouths, swapping spit. I think it was sexy for all of us.

But we weren't total sex maniacs, we were entertaining Christie for the weekend and had plans. Aunt Olivia took Christie to the university's art museum, which is a big deal and widely known for its collection of Old Masters works. Or something like that. Art isn't terribly interesting to me and Aunt Olivia had already taken me once, so I let the two of them go enjoy it together.

I was having some problem with my phone so I went to the store to get it fixed. Apparently someone had put spyware on it and the phone had to be factory reset. That was weird but not as bad as it could have been. I had my banking and everything set up on Aunt Olivia's iMac, so I just had to change my social media passwords.

I was more worried about who was spying on me. Christie was the obvious candidate since she had just shown up and liked to play pranks, but why would she do this? I pretty much told her all my secrets. And the phone had been acting weird all week anyway so I ruled her out. I guess one of the dudes from work could have, some of the electricians are pretty smart, but why? I was low man on the totem pole, they all made more money than me, none of them were dicks and I hadn't met their wives or girlfriends for their to be jealousy potential. I just didn't see the motive.

The only other person was Aunt Olivia. She definitely had the technical ability, for all her unawareness of the most obvious things, she knew how to program computers and all kinds of technical stuff. But why would she be spying on me? That theory made the lease sense of all.

I went back and, finding the condo empty, took a nap on the couch.

I woke up groggy and realized I was being touched.

"Yes, just pull it out Aunt Olivia, then put your mouth around it. That's how you are supposed to wake up a man who's fallen asleep on your couch," I heard my sister saying matter-of-factly.

"Men sure are weird," Aunt Olivia said in her off-kilter but cute voice, then I felt her fingers reaching through the fly of my jeans and pulling down my boxers.

Had my sister really tricked Aunt Olivia into thinking this was how she was supposed to wake up a man? I loved my sister so much!

I decided to play along, because really, if a woman was about to suck your dick thinking it was the polite way to wake you up, wouldn't you play along too? Aunt Olivia had my boxers down and then her gentle fingers were pulling my cock out.

"It's already big!" Aunt Olivia said.

"Probably he was having perverted dreams," my sister said, "He's a sexual deviant. But it can't be helped."

"Oh, okay!" Aunt Olivia said. I wanted to kick Christie but that would give up the whole ruse. I lay there pretending to still be asleep as I felt lips on my cock, and then I was inside the tightness of Aunt Olivia's mouth. For someone who didn't realize she was giving a blowjob, she was sure good at it. She took most of my length in her mouth and ran her tongue along my shaft.

I groaned and opened my eyes. "Huh?" I said, pretending to be waking up.

Christie was in front of me and winked. "Aunt Olivia's just waking you up," my sister said, like this was a normal thing.

"Oh, thanks," I said, "I was so tired."

Aunt Olivia sucked me as deep as she could, tightening her lips. She was very good at this.

"How was the old masturbators?" I asked.

"Old Masters, dumbass! And it was great, but you wouldn't have appreciated the oil paintings," my sister said.

Aunt Olivia's tongue on my cock felt wonderful. I'd have to pretend to fall asleep every day after work. I looked down and saw her head bobbing up and down my cock. Christie was watching too, her fascination with **** evidently not just a passing fancy.

"It sometimes helps if the woman waking the guy up gets licked herself," I said.

Christie looked at me wide-eyed but didn't resist. She liked fooling around with Aunt Olivia as much as I did. She got behind our oblivious aunt and lifted her skirt, pulled down her panties, and soon I heard my sister's tongue slurping at my aunt's cunt. Olivia didn't resist at all, moaning into my cock as her niece went down on her.

She sucked me well, and I guided her head to take me deeper. Once again she went along with it and I felt her throat around my cockhead. I looked back to see Christie pressing her face against Olivia's cunt. I groaned and started to cum in my aunt's mouth, shooting my sperm hard on her tongue, moaning loudly as I came. She swallowed my cum fast, savoring the taste, then moaned loudly as my sister gave her an orgasm of her own.

We all cuddled up on the couch afterward.

"Well, are you awake?" Aunt Olivia asked, sounding innocent in spite of having just been in the middle of an incestuous threesome.

"Yeah, I'm awake alright!"