Checking in with Tiffany

Neither Aunt Felicia or I bothered putting on clothes after that, wandering the house completely nude all the next day. We'd fallen asleep (and fucked twice more) in the bed. I'd bent her over the kitchen counter and table as well as on the floor. She had rug burns on her ass and knees. She'd insisted on riding me a few times and that's how I got rug burns on my back and ass.

Right now, were sitting on the couch and mindlessly watching some report on TV. I was starting to doze off but still felt some horniness. Felicia plopped her juicy, well spanked ass down next to me and made the couch jump slightly, startling me out of my sleepy daze. She was just as buck naked as me and wearing a lazy smile while she popped the top on some alcoholic beverage and knocked it back. "Little dehydrated?" I asked with smarm.

She gave me a raised eyebrow and knowing smile. "I just feel like I need to get a lot of liquids in me. Like I've been really physically active lately. I wonder why?"

I couldn't resist a laugh, "Possibly because of all the dick you've been getting the last twenty-four hours? I don't think I've ever had this much fun in my life." And I meant it.

Felicia responded with a chuckle and I watched her large, proud breasts bounce gently with the action. My dick started to stir. "Speaking of getting dick in you...." I began and her expression perked up as she noticed the suggestive change in my tone. Looking at me, her eyes met mine and traveled down to see my rising erection being stroked in my hand. Her own eyes widened in surprise and hunger. I don't think I'd ever get tired of that look.

"Damn boy!" she breathed, starting to pant "How did I get lucky to have such a freak as a nephew?"

"How did I get so lucky to have such a hot slut like you as an aunt?" I replied, stroking my almost fully erect cock. "If you're still a bit thirsty, I think I've got a liquid you might like. You'll have to drink from the bottle though." I added.

"Mmmm," she purred, leaning over my lap and opening her lips, "my favorite vintage."

I gasped as I felt her eager mouth envelop my shaft in warmth and wetness yet again, her tongue already in motion. "Make sure to drink it all." I groaned out and laid a hand on the back of her head. Not to guide her, I just liked feeling the movement. Her red locks were obscuring the sight of her face, but the rising and falling of her head and audible slurping left little doubt as to what was happening.

"Mmmm-hhhhm." she hummed around me.

I let my head fall back on the back of the couch and basked in the sensation and thanked my lucky stars for my current situation. The TV was forgotten.

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"Hey Tiff, hurry your ass up lady!" the laughing shout of the shorter, curvy ebony girl reached my cousin. "The others probably have everything setup at camp now. and I'm not hauling you and all this firewood back if you go limp on me."

Still looking a bit glum, but trying to put on a strong face, Tiffany smirked at her friend. "Yeah right Jessica. With your huge tits and ass, you'd just roll downhill if you went limp."

"Bitch." Jessica retorted with a laugh.

Getting back to the camp, Tiffany lagging several feet behind, they saw that the camp was indeed setup. Four tents for five girls. Megan and Candace were sisters, so they'd share. Tiffany, Jessica and Ashley would each sleep in their own.

"Jeez, took you long enough." The tall, athletic and busty Asian, Ashley, greeted her friends with faux-grumpiness. She had just finished hammering in all the stakes of the tents and was just poking around to find stones to surround the fire pit Megan had digging. Her sister Candace was unpacking some supplies and organizing the camp.

Thumbing at her companion just walking up to the group, "This gal was hanging back, daydreaming." she turned to Tiffany with a smile to show it was in good humor.

Tiffany had known her friends for years, and she trusted them with a lot, but she wasn't going to tell them she was worried about her cousin John. She'd gotten in a fight with someone years ago around them when some asshole had joked about her cousin being 'jailbait'. Tiffany had given the rapey bitch a bloody nose and was wailing on her before she'd gotten another word out. While her friends knew she and John were close, she didn't feel right discussing her feelings and insecurities. A bunch of girls in the middle of nowhere, sitting around a fire and talking about their feelings? The gay jokes would never end. Besides, women were supposed to just deal with their emotions. Letting them out and talking about them simply wasn't done. They were not boys. They could cry and babble all they wanted. Girls just had to woman up and get over it. Letting her emotions out would only make the other gals uncomfortable and the whole trip would get weird.

"Whatever, girl." Tiffany said and gave Jessica a friendly punch on the shoulder when she dropped her firewood on her friend's pile. They looked like they had a good supply for tinder, kindling and to keep the fire alive. There was a fallen log a few dozen feet away they could chop up for large chunks as they needed.

Candace walked into the middle of the camp holding a medium bundle of plastic under one arm. "There's a river about fifty yards down that trail and we need to start boiling water to fill the tanks." The athletic, pretty blonde pointed to a well-worn trail through the undergrowth. Candace wasn't the oldest one of them, but she was the most in shape and the natural 'Alpha Female'. She was a natural leader and take charge type. Of course, she was also the best looking one of them and got the most male attention. Guys nearly never said no to her when she approached them. She even had a couple of guys ask her out! Needless to say, she was the 'Man's Lady' among them. "Who's gonna go get water?" she asked as she gazed at each of her friends.

Her younger sister was using a camp shovel to hack away at the edges of a hole she was almost knee deep in, "Still digging the fire pit." she replied without looking up. Megan was scrawnier and shorter than her sister, and grew her hair out until it was almost down to her knees. Right now her hair was in a messy braid that had then been tucked down the back of her shirt.

Candace turned to Ashley, who was already holding an ax and camping hatchet. "I was going to chop the log for more firewood." she answered, inclining her head in the direction of the log.

Next was Jessica who barely looked at Candace as she pulled off her shirt, letting her large, perky E-cups bounce before digging through various bags. None of the girls batted an eyelash at their friend. It was just the gals for miles and miles. What was wrong with wanting to enjoy nature without a shirt? "I'm making dinner tonight, I've gotta do the prep."

Finally staring wordlessly at Tiffany who was still lost in thought, Candace held out the bundle. "Congratulations. There's six, ten-gallon bags. Try to fill them up as much as possible." she said as she held out the bundle.

"Huh?" Tiffany finally joined the present. She'd barely paid attention and wanted to unpack and settle in. "Why aren't you doing this? Or why can't you help?"

Candace didn't miss a beat. "I have to start the fire. Remember what happened last time?" There was a collective flinch at the memory of underage drinking and someone thinking it would be hilarious to jump over the fire. Problem was they'd spilled hard liquor on themselves and ended up with half a dozen girls slapping the shit out of her while repeatedly shouting 'stop, drop and roll!'.

Tiffany opened her mouth to argue, then realized it wasn't worth arguing about. With a sigh of resignation, she accepted the empty bags and started down the path.

About ten minutes after Tiffany left, Ashley asked the group when piling several large chunks of dead wood at the edge of the camp, "Has she been in a funk lately, or is it just me?"

"Who?" Candace asked.

"Catherine the Bold, dummy. Tiffany." Ashley answered.

Jessica was chopping and mixing herbs and spices on the tailgate of one of their trucks and added, "She's been like that since we picked her up. If she's not engaging with somebody, it's pretty obvious she's got something on her mind."

Megan walked out of her and Candace's tent and stretched, "What's up?" Megan had never been on a trip with the group, but since she was old enough, their father had insisted the girls go out and 'spend some time together'. Typical Man sentimentalism. The group mostly interacted with Megan when visiting Candace and she hadn't been too keen on bringing her little sister along, but Dad was insistent and Mom knew better than to argue with him. She still wanted to get laid sometimes after all.

"We're talking about Tiffany." Jessica clarified.

"What about?"

"I think she's worried about her cousin or something." Ashley offered. "She mentioned he'd been in the hospital when we went to pick her up and talked about him a bit on the drive."

"Who's her cousin?" Megan asked.

Candace answered her sister. "That boy who was hanging around in the living room at Tiffany's house."

"That delicious piece? Yummy." Megan leered and looked ready to drool at the memory of that piece of meat.

Jessica and Ashley burst out laughing together and even Candace smiled and chuckled.

"He is pretty hot. Tiffany said he was staying with her and her mom for a while." Ashley supplied after getting her laughter a bit under control.

"She lives with him?!" Candace yelped. "I thought he was just visiting."

Ashley shrugged and went to chop up the log some more.

The group was quiet for about fifteen minutes more while they tended to their tasks. Megan snapped sticks to fit easier in the fire pit and went to carry the chunks back that Ashley was making. Jessica ducked into her tent to unpack and arrange some stuff. Candace had started a fire and was watching it, trying to coax a couple of chunks to light up. All of them silently mulled over Tiffany's cousin. When Ashley and Megan had stacked a respectable pile of large wooden chunks, both ladies had doffed their tops and only Candace still had her tits covered.

"Y'know," Jessica began slowly, "I haven't seen John since he graduated high school, but I have to admit, he looks nice." And that was all the permission the other ladies needed to voice their own thoughts.

"I'd fuck him." Megan offered.

"You're not the only one." Ashley agreed, falling into a camp chair and stretching her muscles, slightly sore from chopping wood while pushing her large rack out for any to see.

"Top or bottom?" Jessica asked with a chuckle while standing near Candace and watching the fire grow.

"I'd ride him until his legs gave out." the busty Asian said.

"I'd ride him like a pony until he couldn't get it up anymore." Jessica retorted.

Megan had to join in, "I'd suck his balls and dick then bounce on his dick while he sat in the car."

"Ooooo, kinky." Jessica replied with an approving tone. "How about you Candace?"

The other blonde looked like she was thinking about it, turning her face up with a contemplative look. "Hmmm, I'd probably......hold him down so I could stare into his face while I milked his cock inside of me....then I'd....lick all over his cock and balls while making him lick me." she gave a smug smirk.

"Damn, you sisters are freaks!" Jessica laughed.

"How about you, Jessica?" asked Ashley.

"I'm down with how Megan was talking. I'd sit in his lap with my back to him and my cunt eating his cock. I'd pound that boy down so hard he'd have to pull my hair to stay under me."

All the girls hooted and hollered at the idea.

"Maybe he'd just hold on to your huge tits instead." Candace chuckled.

Jessica looked down at her chest and bounced slightly on the balls of her feet, making her rack jiggle. "Why would a guy be interested in my chest?" she asked bewildered.

Candace shrugged. "Just an idea. I think it might be fun to have a guy kiss my chest while I'm on him."

"Since when have guys been interested in a woman's chest?" her sister queried.

All the girls went quiet again as they pondered the idea.

Five minutes later, everyone heard the rustle of foliage and Tiffany waddled back into camp carrying all six bags nearly full. Everyone jumped to help her and take a bag. Candace poured water from one into a large pot sitting on a metal grill she'd setup over one side of the fire. "Awesome." she said as she saw bubbles start to form in the water.

"So Tiff, how is John lately?" Ashley asked.

Tiffany stiffened for a spit second, but then became casual again. "He's fine. I was going to check in with Mom in a bit and let her know we're all safe in a while."

"Is he single?" Megan asked with a little too much interest in her voice.

"Shut up, Megan." Candace muttered under her breath at her sister while she and John's cousin gave her matching glares.

"I don't know. Maybe I'll ask him." Tiffany gritted out at the younger blonde and Megan wisely got the hint and coughed while averting her gaze.

Wanting to avoid a possible fight, Ashley made a show of looking at her phone. "I've got two bars. You could call and check on him and your Mom now. It's still light out, they're probably still up."

That broke Tiffany's train of thought and she checked her own phone. "Shit, you're right. Thanks, Ash." and hurried off a ways for some privacy.

Once Tiffany was out of earshot, Candace gave her little sister a look, "Really? Keep it in your pants. I've seen her kick people's asses before for talking about her cousin. I don't think she'd appreciate it if she knew we were just talking about fucking him until his brains melted in his skull."

"Sorry." Megan muttered. "I was curious."

The group went silent.

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The funny thing was that Tiffany had filled all the bags and lugged four of them back in the first fifteen minutes. The river wasn't that far away and the current was fast enough it only took a few minutes to completely fill a bag. Which meant she heard every word her friends had said. While she really wasn't surprised to know she hung out with a bunch of perverts, (she'd had similar conversations as well) their talking filled Tiffany's head with mental images. Images of her and John together. And it made her wet. Nevermind her getting emotional about her cousin in front of the others. If they found out she wanted to fuck her own cousin, they'd have to **** a boy before they were more perverted than her.

After Candace's remark about wanting boys to like girl's chests, the gears in her head had been quietly turning.

When she'd brought him to stay with her and Mom, she remembered his look of odd intensity at Mom's chest. He'd looked...horny. And since John thought he was from a world where boys acted like girls here and vice versa, that made her wonder. What did boys from his world find arousing on girls?

It couldn't be, could it?

While she tried to shrug off the thought, she felt a knot of doubt and worry clench in her gut.

She'd told her mother to keep an eye on him and Mom had promised, but she was going through a very dry spell. And besides, she was a woman. She thought with her pussy just as often as the next gal.

Which was why she was now dialing her mother and tapping her foot impatiently while listening to ringing.

"Hello?"

That was John's voice. She'd called her mother right? Glancing at her phone to confirm, she opened with, "John? Why are you answering mom's phone? Is everything alright?" There was a note of panic in her voice.

I-uuuuhhh-I'm fine. She's fine. Felicia's great." He sounded distracted. "Aunt Felicia's great!" he answered with way more enthusiasm than she thought was warranted. "Ohhh yyyeah. Aunt Felicia is sooo goood!"

"Where's my mom, John?" Tiffany asked, trying to be firm with her voice.

"She's here."

Tiffany waited several seconds only hearing John's breathing. "Well, can I speak to her?"

"She's got a full mouth, just...wait, wait wait." Her cousin replied somewhat breathlessly.

Tiffany heard hushed voices just at the edge of her hearing and thought that maybe he'd taken the phone away from his ear.

"Hi honey! How's the trip?" Her mother, Felicia answered way too brightly. She sounded kinda hoarse too.

"Mom? How's John? Is everything OK? Are you OK?" Tiffany bit her lip, trying to sound unperturbed.

"He's great, gal. Don't worry about him."

"Why didn't you answer your phone?"

"Huh?" Her mother sounded distracted now. What the fuck was going on? "I was drinking a uh, a shake! Yeah! I blended a milkshake for myself! Yummy!" she purred. Before Tiffany could jump in with another question, her mother steamrolled the conversation, "Listen Tiff, John is fine. I'm fine. Everyone is in one piece. If you've got a problem, that's why you're out there. Get your head clear." Tiffany heard John say something muffled. She thought the last two words were 'head clear'. She heard her mother chuckle suggestively and then, "I'm still enjoying my shake, enjoy yourself out there. Relax! Here, say bye to your cousin."

John's voice came on the phone a second later. "So we're gooood!" he said, sounding surprised on his last word, voice rising. Then, quickly clearing his throat, he said with a way too casual. "Have fun out there Tiff."

"John, have you gotten any of your mem-" Tiffany barely got out before the line cut off. Tiffany stared at the 'Call Ended' message on her phone and felt that knot in her stomach tighten.

WTF?

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Meanwhile, I was lounging on the couch, one hand taking sips of a soft drink, while my other had a firm grip of a mass of Felicia's crimson mane. "Fuck that's right, you slut." I murmured. "Suck it like you need it. Clear that head." I added faux-mockingly, but Aunt Felicia didn't need any encouragement and sucked and slurped like she was getting paid.

She moaned appreciatively on my saft and made me moan in response, before raising her head to give me a spermy smile. "Do you need your Aunt to clear your head John?"

"I need her to get her mouth back where it belongs, worshipping my cock and balls." I answered.

She hummed with pleasure. "Mmmm, gladly." and gave me a wicked grin as her lips formed a perfect 'o' and returned to their previous activity.

My hips bucked involuntarily up into her willing mouth while my grip tightened and added pressure. She happily took it with one hand between her legs and one gently massaging my sack while she slobbered and drooled all over my crotch.

Fuck! I was gonna cum soon. "Eat it all bitch. Take it all in." I murmured under my breath.

Felicia moaned lustfully on my cock. She would not disappoint.

[Hi, All. Withness here. Thanks to TheNextGamer for their input and inspiration of this chapter. I hope you all enjoy it. Once again, if you have any call-outs, criticisms or compliments, please leave a comment. Alliteration! Yay!]