Something even weirder [Anal cooking, no scat]

This chapter was written at the request of a reader who was the first person to write to me about my stories here and has always been supportive. It's very weird but maybe some of you will like it too. Note that this is an alternate branch, it covers a different version of the same breakfast depicted in the previously posted chapter. Both will link back up to the main storyline next.

When I walked out, Aunt Olivia was wearing just her apron as she was getting out bacon to fry over the stove. Even she's not oblivious enough to fry bacon totally naked, but I could see her firm bare butt out the back of the apron and that was sexy.

I cleared my throat and she spun around. "Oh hello Mark," she said, coming over to give me the traditional aunt/nephew greeting of a deep tongue kiss. At least that's what I'd got her thinking was traditional. We made out for a while and my morning wood was coming back again, but then I heard my sister clearing her throat behind us.

We turned to look and Christie was stark naked. Oh yeah, I'd already packed her clothes. Aunt Olivia didn't even notice the nudity, apparently, and went over to french kiss her niece. Christie should thank me for setting that up for her. The two women made out passionately for a solid minute while I stroked myself (hey, I couldn't help it).

"So what's for breakfast?" I asked.

"Bacon and pancakes," Olivia said, "I figured Christie deserved something tasty for her last day before she leaves us."

I smiled. "Well we'll see her again in three days," I said. It was Thanksgiving coming up, after all.

"Christie, why are you naked?" Aunt Olivia asked, noticing finally. She hadn't noticed my nudity or her own though, conveniently.

"Oh this moron here packed all my clothes," she said, "I guess I'll be riding the bus back home naked. Give all the boys a free show."

She jiggled her boobs. I rolled my eyes, knowing she was just trying to rile me up.

"I'll get you traveling clothes," I said with a sigh.

Aunt Olivia got out a bowl but Christie stopped her. "You're using a bowl? Really? That's so bourgeois," my sister said to her aunt.

What the heck else would you mix pancake batter in? But my sister had a certain gleam in her eye so I held my tongue.

"Oh, you're right," Aunt Olivia said, agreeing almost automatically. Christie sure knew how to lead her on... I'd complain, but I do the same thing.

"Did you take a shower this morning, Aunt Olivia?" my sister asked.

"Of course. You know I'm a very clean woman!"

Christie smiled. "Of course," she said. "Then we can mix the batter in your butt. It's the latest trend. It's really fun!"

I thought it was a joke at first, it sounded so absurd. Before I could make some smart remark, though, Aunt Olivia nodded and said, "Oh that sounds lovely! First Mark with his magic sauce and now you with a neat way to cook, I so enjoy my niece and nephew clueing their aunt in to new things!"

"Right," Christie said, "I'll get you positioned. Mark get all the ingredients."

We use an old farmhouse recipe and make them from scratch. No tasteless "just out water" pancakes in our family! I scrambled about getting everything, rock-hard cock flopping as I gathered then ten ingredients we'd need. By the time I had everything assembled, my sister had Aunt Olivia upside down on the floor, resting her weight on her shoulders with her butt extended up and her cheeks spread. I'd seen Aunt Olivia's hairless butthole before but it never got old.

"Give me the cooking spray," my sister said.

"Yes master," I said sarcastically, but I did her bidding.

And then she sprayed her hand and began fingering Aunt Olivia's butthole. "I've got to make a bowl," she explained.

I looked to Aunt Olivia, expecting her to be distressed, but she was looking up at Christie and humming contentedly as my sister pushed two fingers into her beautiful rectum. Now this was something. My sister slid a third finger inside, and then a fourth. The cooking spray was a crude but effective lubricant and Aunt Olivia didn't seem to be in any pain. Her anus stretched easily to accommodate my sisters fingers, and soon her entire hand was inside our aunt. It just sunk in like it was meant to go there.

"Fuck," I said, stroking myself.

"Shhh!" Christie said, turning to me quickly, then focusing back on Aunt Olivia as she fisted the beautiful woman, sliding her hand in and out easily until her butthole gaped open.

"Get a funnel," my sister said.

This was so wrong, so perverted... but my little sister was the one who was pushing for it. It wasn't even me being the big depraved pervert. So it felt okay.

I'd seen a funnel somewhere so I dug around in the lower cabinets, not realizing this gave my sister quite the view. "Nice ass Mark," she said, "We'll make pancakes in your butt next time."

I just laughed. It was a funny line... and honestly, uh, it had some appeal. Not in having my butt filled with batter, but in seeing these two amazing women eating pancakes made that way. But I was getting way ahead of myself. I found the stainless steel funnel, no doubt intended for some kind of specialty baking applications... which I supposed we were doing!

I handed the funnel to my sister and she sprayed it then slid it gingerly into Aunt Olivia's asshole.

"Time to fill her up," Christie said excitedly.

We started with the milk, oil, and then Christie cracked two eggs on the funnel and we watched in amazement as the yolks slid down into our aunt's open rectum. This was the most perverted thing I'd ever done in my whole life, and it was glorious. Even Aunt Olivia just had a look of excitement on her face as she felt the liquid mixture enter her so intimately.

I handed my sister the flour, then the sugar, then the vanilla. It all went down the funnel into Aunt Olivia's ass. I could see down into the opening just enough to tell the batter was forming in our aunt's rectum.

"Add your uh, sauce, Mark," my sister said.

I looked at her wide eyed. She meant for me to add my cum, which Aunt Olivia had somehow mistaken for a sauce she loved adding to all her foods.

"Ooh yes add your sauce, Mark! That will make the pancakes perfect!" Aunt Olivia said gleefully.

Well how could I argue with that? I leaned in so my cock dangled over the funnel. I let it hang there for a moment and Christie thought about it, but she looked down and blushed, shaking her head no. I was so hard it was painful, I needed to cum anyway, so I stroked myself fast over the funnel. Looking down at my aunt's butthole filled with pancake batter, well, I'd never have thought it, but it was hot as hell. Seeing my sister's big tits as I jerked helped too. I came with a loud groan, shooting my cum almost directly into my aunt's butthole.

Spent, I sat naked in a chair to watch the rest. Christie removed the funnel then inserted a finger, mixing the batter manually inside our aunt's ass. Everything about this was so perverted, but so wonderful. After a few minutes of mixing it, she pulled her finger out and licked it clean of batter. She was really doing it - eating something that had been in our aunt's ass. But Aunt Olivia was very clean, I'd seen it myself.

"Mmmm, tastes good!" Christie said, "Now, how to get it out... can you just squat over the griddle? I'll put it on the floor."

"Sure!" Aunt Olivia said. She put her own finger in her butthole to hold the batter inside as Christie helped her up. We'd have to get some kind of buttplug... if we ever got to do this again. If this wasn't some insane dream.

Aunt Olivia got to her feet awkwardly and then, her finger shoved up her ass to hold the batter inside her, she wiggled around! I could very vividly imagine the batter sloshing around in her rectum as she gave it the final mixing.

Christie sprayed the griddle then Aunt Olivia squatted on it it as Christie held it just above the floor. Our aunt removed her finger and she started to poop out pancake batter! There's no other way to describe it. She squirted that glorious batter out of her butt, all over the griddle, but she somehow had enough control to make four small pancakes. And she was quite clean, I saw, the batter looked like it had come out of an ordinary ceramic bowl.

Christie gave me a second griddle while she went to cook these. I got under Aunt Olivia now and watched as she squirted batter out of her anus once again. She grunted to get it all out, that strange mixture flying out of her butthole inches from my face.

"C-can I lick the bowl clean?" I said, horny and hard despite having just jerked off.

"Sure, but don't tell your mom," Aunt Olivia said. Did she realize? "It's not totally safe to eat uncooked eggs. You know she is."

Oh Aunt Olivia. I leaned in and licked my aunt's butthole, tasting the delicious pancake batter dripping from it. I shoved my tongue inside her ass, scooping up all of the glorious batter and swallowed it. When I had my aunt's ass cleaned out, I stood up and realized Christie was watching the nasty show and had fingered herself the whole time. She was naked, sweating slightly from all the excitement, and jamming her fingers against her clit. My sister's raw sexuality was on display and it was hot as hell.

"Get.. the pancakes..." she said to me breathlessly as she masturbated, nearing an orgasm. I wanted to watch my sister cum but she'd already put the first griddle over the stove so I darted over to flip the pancakes before they burned. My sister moaned out a passionate orgasm behind me as Aunt Olivia was distracted setting the table and didn't even notice.

We finally sat down, all a bit breathless, to eat our pancakes.

And they were great pancakes. I thought they tasted so fluffy and buttery, even better than usual. I wondered if that's because we'd made them in Aunt Olivia's butt.

We all ate naked, savoring the taste. Aunt Olivia apparently had no compulsion against eating food prepared in her own ass. Neither did I or my sister. We hate hungrily, looking at each other happily as we enjoyed our anally-prepared breakfast. It was the weirdest thing I'd ever done, but it felt good.

As we finished, I realized something yet another incredible thing had happened: my sister had just eaten my cum. I smiled excitedly to myself.

But we'd spent all morning making pancakes. My sister jumped up suddenly. "Damn, I've got a bus to catch!"