Give a lady some sauce

I wandered out and found Aunt Olivia making breakfast, bacon and pancakes with the old family farmhouse recipe so I knew they'd be great. I was naked, of course, and Aunt Olivia was too, although she had an apron on. Even she wasn't oblivious enough to fry bacon naked. I was treated to a site of her bare ass from behind and didn't make it 30 seconds out of my bedroom before I started getting a hard-on.

"Hey Aunt Olivia!" I said from across the room so as not to sneak up on her with her back to me. She turned and kissed me open-mouthed, not even questioning that this was the normal way to greet a nephew, and pressed her tongue into my mouth on her own. Standing naked, I had a full boner from french kissing my aunt.

I broke the kiss eventually. "How did you sleep, Mark?"

"Fine," I said, "It's nice to sleep with my sister."

She frowned. "Well if you miss sleeping with her you can always get in my bed once she's gone."

Now there was an interesting thought. Sleeping with a woman was nice even if I didn't get to actually fuck Christie. With Aunt Olivia, I could always come up with a ridiculous reason my cock needed to go in her pussy. In fact that was half of the fun at this point.

She got the batter made for the pancakes just as Christie walked out naked. My sister's casual nudity was glorious to behold, with her wide hips, bubble butt, shaved twat and big tits. The bacon was done so Aunt Olivia took off her apron and kissed Christie on the lips, correctly remembering the way I'd taught her and shoving her tongue into my sister's mouth. Christie hardly resisted, tongue-kissing our aunt and pressing her naked body against Olivia's. This was going great.

After swapping spit for darn near a minute they broke the kiss. "Get everyone's drinks then join us for breakfast, Christie," Aunt Olivia said casually. Christie rolled her eyes. "First my clothes disappear now I've gotta make him drinks?"

"I got you packed Christie, saving you the hassle," I said, with mock innocence, "I thought you'd appreciate it."

"Yeah except you packed all my clothes, genius. I suppose I'll ride the bus naked and show all the guys my amazing body."

"I'll get you a travel outfit out," I said, not apologizing for to my mistake. Hey, having two beautiful naked women who'd do almost anything you said would make you cocky too.

My sister put a glasses at the table and filled them all with orange juice, then sat naked as Aunt Olivia served us pancakes.

"So how have you liked the city?" our Aunt asked.

"I suppose, even if my brother doesn't really know any of the interesting parts of it," Christie said, pouring syrup all over her pancakes. She always had a sweet tooth. "Hanging out with you guys has been a lot of fun."

"And you're welcome to come back whenever you want, or even stay with us next year if you go to school here," Aunt Olivia said, "Even if we'll have to split Mark's attentions."

There were sometimes Aunt Olivia seemed so aware, but she added, "You know, driving us around, going with us to dinner and that sort of thing."

My sister smiled. "I dunno, I don't wanna take him away from you. He's dense and annoying but he's a good guy."

Aunt Olivia smiled. "I think that sauce would taste good on pancakes, I'll have it now, Mark," she said.

Ah, the old mistaking my cock for a bottle that dispensed her favorite sauce. I'd never say no to this routine. I stood up and positioned my dick right over my aunt's pancakes. Christie watched us incredulously as she cut up her pancakes, but didn't ruin my fun.

Aunt Olivia wrapper her fingers around my cock and started to jerk me off. I winced, having gone at it pretty hard the day before. My skin was sore. I'd never fucked a girl's thighs before, maybe that hadn't been a good idea, but my sister had me so horny the night before. I tried to put on a brave face, but without any lubricant, and with Aunt Olivia stroking me off like she was trying to get the good stuff out of a stubborn bottle of ketchup, this didn't feel nearly as good as I wanted it to.

"Hmmm it's not coming," I said in the nonchalant way that always sold Aunt Olivia on my craziest ideas, "You'll have to use your mouth to get the sauce out."

Christie rolled her eyes, no doubt thinking I was just horny and wanting a blowjob from my aunt instead of needing a more gentle way of cumming than her bare hand. Okay, maybe both of these things were true.

Maybe with too much eagerness I repositioned myself and pressed my cock against my Aunt's lips. She didn't object, though, opening her mouth, but at first just to say "Remember though, the sauce goes on my pancakes."

"Of course, Aunt Olivia," I said sweetly. I mean, cumming in a woman's mouth is never not fun, but cumming on her food can feel just as good. It's so perverse, and then you get to watch her eat your cum like it really is a sauce. I'd come to love it. Pardon the pun.

I pressed my cock into her mouth aggressively. Having her think this was a sauce bottle was oddly even better than getting a normal blowjob, not that even knew much about them since I'd only had two, but Aunt Olivia sucked on my cock like she was really trying to open up a bottle. Her lips clamped down tight and she worked her tongue over my shaft in almost a corkscrew motion.

Christie glared at me, but it occurred to me that she was merely jealous to be left out of the fun rather than mad that I was taking advantage of an oblivious woman. Well, tell her she needs to eat your pussy to get whipped cream for her pancakes, I thought to myself. I can't be solving all my sister's problems for her.

"I need to move the bottle in and out of your mouth, that might jar the sauce lose," I said. Christie smirked and Aunt Olivia nodded. I started fucking my beautiful aunt's mouth, groaning as I used her for my pleasure. She kept up with her tongue and lips, clearly hungry for her favorite sauce.

Standing naked, I thrust in and out of my aunt's mouth, letting my sister see every bit of the action of the incestuous blowjob. Aunt Olivia could take my whole cock in her mouth without gagging. I bucked in and out many times, faster and faster, feeling her tongue right under my shaft, her hot tight mouth all around me, my cockhead poking at her throat.

"Okay here it comes," I said gleefully, stepping back and giving myself the whole two additional rapid jerks it took to make me cum. I pointed my cock at her pancakes, shooting sperm rapidly in thick, creamy ropes. The naked breakfast and the activity of the night before had only increased my potency. I shot out come like it was drizzled icing, decorating the pancakes with ten long ropes of semen.

"Wonderful!" Aunt Olivia said happily, "Christie you have to try this too!"

And with that, our unknowing Aunt grabbed my dick and pointed it at Christie's plate before she could object. A few last ropes of cum came out and Aunt Olivia drizzled my sperm over my sisters pancakes too.

I sat down, worn out and hungry. I didn't even bother looking at Christie, being certain she wouldn't eat her own brother's cum. Instead I watched as Olivia chowed down on her pancakes, seeming to intentionally make sure there was a big glob of my semen on every bite she took. My aunt ate my ejaculate with a smile, which was as hot as ever to see.

"What do you think, Christie? Isn't Mark's suace wonderful?"

I was expecting some sassy insult, but instead I looked to Christie to see her swallowing sheepishly. I looked at her plate. Almost half of the pieces with my sperm on them were gone.

"Y-yeah," my sister said, "This sauce tastes great. Thanks Mark!"

Wait, I realized. Christie's rules said she couldn't touch my dick. They didn't say anything about my sperm. She was free to eat that if she wanted.

My sister was playing this game too.