Aunt Rachel's Long Trip to America

[TRIGGER WARNING: Bad Britishisms! Your humble author is a product of the world renown American education system, so I was taught more about the evils of creativity and critical thought than whatever it is you people do in your backwards ass countries; just as OUR founding fathers intended. As a result, all of my understanding of you foreigners comes from the movie 'Team America: World Police', so there might be a FEW inaccuracies in how Rachel acts and speaks when compared to an actual resident of Airstrip One. Please take anything I write as a joke at all times, and if you have any complaints, rest assured that I don't care, in fact I'm probably laughing at you behind your back. Laugh it off yourselves then jerk it off, ya jerks.]

"OI, GUV'NA! WHAT'S ALL THIS THEN?!" Rachel exclaims, tearing past you and into the house the moment you begin to open the door. You freeze as you recognize your aunt from your mother's regular weekly video conference, even though you've never met her; at least not since the start of the pandemic. You enjoyed trying to get a glimpse of her breasts below the camera and watching the uncomfortable look on her face as you plow into one of her sister's holes and **** her to watch it, live. You and Cassidy both used to make sure to give your mother a donation during their weekly phone call, often at the same time, before mom got too stupid to remember to call any more, triggering this sudden visit now.

"Oh, wow! Aunt Rachel! It's good to see you!" You awkwardly stumble out, quickly coming to your senses as you catch a full view of her tight ass in yoga pants for the first time as she rushes past you. You could never get her to turn around during the video call, even though you did trick your mother to asking her to, so you're excited for the new opportunity to play with your hot aunt's rear; already reaching down and grabbing two handfuls of her perky cheeks as she begins looking around your house for her missing sister. She's shorter than you thought! "It's REALLY good to see you! Do you need a fresh dose?"

"Get ya hands o' me, ya cunt. Where's me sista?" Rachel snaps at you, slapping your hands away, just as you begin to squeeze her tight butt. She's already in no mood for your shit after the day she's had today. She just got off of a flight that normally takes her more than ten hours, but it seemed almost instant this time; mostly because a rugby team took up most of her intercontinental flight and they needed a woman other than the stewardesses to play with, since the flight attendants spend most of the long flight sucking off the pilots.

The UK has slightly different laws in regards to the pandemic, since they actually require a modicum of consent and still forbid ****, so when the rugby team kindly offered to give Rachel a few doses during the flight, rather than just forcing it like a brutish American, she agreed easily. Unfortunately, the 'fasten your seatbelts' sign came on right when she began deepthroating the team captain's giant rod, so he buckled it around the back of her head, mostly as a joke. But the sudden violent turbulence seemed to turn her throat into a vibrator as well as pumping her up and down his cock a small amount, which felt absolutely incredible, so he decided to leave her there for the rest of the long shaky intercontinental flight. This quickly rendered her **** from lack of oxygen and the team captain began to doze off as well shortly after, since he was planning on sleeping the flight away anyway. She already gave the rest of the team permission to fuck her, so everyone kept using her body from behind however they liked during the long flight, often stretching her holes two or more at a time and stuffing whatever they felt like into her body, while Rachel and the team captain both slept together through the long flight.

When Rachel finally woke up, hours later, the plane had already landed and was nearly completely empty. She found herself lying naked on her back in the airplane aisle, covered in spit. The rugby team decided to jerk out one last dose onto her naked body on the way out, then kindly spit in her face, to say thanks for her hard work, but the stewardesses cleaned her body of all medicine with a thorough tongue bath before she could wake up. By the time her eyes opened again, soon after a stewardess lapped the copious amount of cum out of them, there was nothing but many strangers' saliva covering her body from head to toe. She looked groggily between her legs in time to see an older looking stewardess finishing up sucking the many loads out her stretched and abused pussy. The flight attendant gave her clit a quick swirl with her tongue, as though that makes up for the theft, then says her customary 'Thank you for flying with us!' before leaving the abused woman alone on the floor of the plane.

Rachel eventually found the tattered remains of her clothing, as well as her carryon bag, stuffed in the airplane toilet and soaking wet with mixed fluids. She sighed and put on her ruined clothes anyway, despite all the buttons being ripped off and having been recently pissed on, she needed to have something to wear after all, and she finally got off the plane alone. One of the pilots roughly jammed a finger in her cunt on the way out, just to test out her tightness, but quickly decided she was too well used during the flight to bother. He wiped his finger on her back as she continued to leave. She was slightly offended at not getting fully ****, but happy to finally leave the flight from hell.

While waiting for her luggage at the carousel, shivering with cold and holding her soaked top closed with one hand and her ripped skirt up with the other, some guy walked up and tried to stuff his cock into her asshole from behind without warning. When she complained at him, he quickly jerked off on the back of her legs, even calling her a frigid bitch before leaving. She looked over at a nearby police officer for help, but he seemed to be openly giggling at her, even starting to stare at her ripped shirt clinging to her big tits, her nipples clearly visible through the wet fabric. He began grabbing at his crotch and walking towards her before she finally found her luggage and quickly ran away before the cop could 'help' her out.

Coming to America was clearly a mistake, she thought, running into the ladies restroom and quickly changing into a new top and yoga pants she pulled from her luggage. She wished her husband didn't have to work and could have at least joined her for the trip as she reluctantly scoops up what she can from the dose wasted on the back of her leg and pulls her pants up, quickly **** down the jerking off jerk's meager load with a wince. Every little bit counts.

After changing into fresh clothes, Rachel hurried out of the airport and quickly hailed a taxi. Once she gave the driver her sister's address she got her next reminder that she's not in jolly old England anymore, when the driver immediately pulled her head down and began shoving his cock into her mouth as though it was a completely normal thing to do. While **** is not technically legal in the USA, they passed a bill decriminalizing ejaculating in a woman's mouth without her consent, a technicality that allowed for doctors and family members to attempt to wake coma patients, since the patient isn't awake to consent. But in practice it meant basically any man can slam his cock down nearly any woman's throat without so much as asking first, provided he gives her a dose at some point; but even if he doesn't, good luck getting the cops to press charges for any type of sexual **** these days. Plus, the police seem to love giving a few **** doses to the women that call them, so it's better to not bother. Rachel reluctantly parted her lips and let the man push himself inside as he began driving down the crowded highway towards her destination.

The driver roughly used Rachel's face as a sextoy for most of the journey, taking out his road rage about a long traffic jam by yanking her hair violently to move her head up and down his shaft. When they arrived outside your parent's house, the driver expected the customary tip, fucking her from behind over the hood of the taxi, but Rachel refused, not having that custom in her country. The driver suddenly kicked her out of the car and then tossed her luggage out the window, leaving without even giving her the initial dose he began face fucking her for. She considered for a second at least reporting him to the taxi company he works for, for being such an asshole, but he forgot to make her pay for the ride anyway, and now she's FINALLY at her destination, so she decided to just cut her losses and move on, quickly rushing to your front door.

Now, standing in your living room, having her ass grabbed by her nephew of all people, she has finally reached her breaking point. "Cor blimey! You horny buggers are all sick roun' 'ere! I'm ya ahnt fer crissakes! Can't yuns jus' keep it in ya trousers?! JENNA WHERE AH YOU?!"

Jenna couldn't hear her sister's call with Cassidy's cock down her throat, unleashing the contents of his bladder into his mom's stomach for the fifth time today. He finishes off the last beer in his first six pack of the day, roughly crushing the can on the back of her head and forcing himself deeper as he shoots the last spurts of piss into his nearly comatose mother. Your brother begins drunkenly getting an erection as he recognizes his aunt's unmistakable accent and begins picturing her big tits. He grinds mom's face into his jeans for one last second before roughly tossing her by the hair into her food trough, the toilet, and slams the lid closed on her head, causing her to moan with ecstasy. She always used to have to lecture him about closing the lid as a kid, but now he never forgets. She should be proud, he thinks, kicking his mother's giant ass cheeks to make them jiggle before he stumbles into the hallway; he's drunk as hell and it's barely afternoon.

"Hey! I'm comin!" *urk* "I'm comin! Hheheee... cummin! I'M CUMMING FOR YOU AUNT RACHEL!" *Urk* Cassidy drunkenly yells as he begins attempting to walk down the stairs, already holding a massive erection.

You figured it wouldn't be so easy to break your aunt, but if she sees what you've done to her sister, she'll definitely take your mother out of the house with her, then you won't have either of them! You'll have to have Cassidy distract her while you clean up mom. He looks ready to distract her, though, stumbling towards his aunt, already jerking his stiff cock, threateningly.