Anal Threesome Part Three

At the moment – late September – it was five months since Kath, her elder sister Claire, and Claire’s fourteen year old son Mike had started fucking, and they’d tried out quite a lot of things. It hadn’t taken long for thirty-thre year old Kath to indulge in her favourite vice of sodomy, and for Claire to rapidly take a great liking to it also. Oral, facials, light-bondage, felching and an orgy with Kath and Claire’s brother and his thirteen year old daughter had all ensued. But frequently, it was the simple basics that often provided them with the greatest pleasure, as it did on this cold Friday morning. Mike was back at school, and his mother and aunt had work, but as usual they’d woken up at a time that gave them a good half-hour before they needed to get up.
They were in Claire’s room, or rather what used to be her room. Now, it was slept in by all of them nearly every night, and the huge King sized bed was frequently put to the test with regards to the durability of it’s bed springs. Kath lay on her side, wearing nothing but a pair of white-ankle length socks, propped up on her left elbow whilst her right arm draped elegantly along the contours of her right side. Her body was small, slim and firm, round little titties and a perfectly sculpted arse.
She watched fondly as, just next to her, Claire grunted and gasped. The voluptuous Claire – who turned thirty-seven yesterday – was on hands and knees, totally naked. Behind her knelt Mike, also naked, a look of total ecstasy on his face as he gripped his mother’s waist and pumped his hips back and forth. He was, as usual, taking the anal entrance. His lust for performing buggery on his mother and aunt was only exceeded by their hunger for it.
Kath admired Mike’s body. He was slim and very boyish looking, his body athletic enough to hint at adulthood, but still pale and lithe to indicate his adolescent status. Most men lusted after teenage girls, even fourteen or fifteen year olds, and so Kath and Claire figured it wasn’t in anyway abnormal to lust after a boy of that age.
“Fuck me Mikey,” panted Claire, gripping the duvet, “Oh God fuck my arse. Harder. NGGG!”
Mike responded by stepping up a pace, pumping his 8″ cock back and forth in his mother’s slick shitter in long, quick strokes.
Bringing her hand to her face, Kath sucked on her index finger for a moment or two, before reaching down to her arse. She cupped her buttocks, running her nails over the skin, before easing her finger between her bum cheeks and to her anus. Her sphincter instinctively contracted when it felt touched, but Kath was easily able to relax it as she poked her finger into her bumhole slowly. Digging and twisting her saliva-slick finger forward, she soon had her digit up to the knuckle in her arsehole, and she sighed pleasurably as she stimulated her anus, knowing that this was merely preparation for her turn with Mike. As she did this, Kath looked over her sister’s body.
Claire was more buxom than Kath. Not in anyway chubby, but with a few extra pounds that mainly resided round her hips and chest. Her tits were large. Very large. Not too big so as to be unwiedly or ridiculous looking, but still a good 37FF size with a respectable firmness to them, topped with big dark nipples. These very breasts swung heavily back and forth as Claire’s body was shaken and banged with the increasing pace of Mike’s fucking action, and Claire was soon arching her back and looking over her shoulder, using obscene cries of encouragement to urge her son to bugger her. Whilst Kath had short, blonde hair, Claire’s was fairly long and dark brown.
Kath had fucked women during her wild twenties, but whilst she originally thought it was mainly to fill in the gaps between fucking men, she now realised she did admire women’s sexiness in more than a passing manner. She loved watching her sister’s body grow more slick with sweat as the room grew humid, and she couldn’t get enough of watching Claire’s pretty face and her big, dark eyes fill with lust as she hit an orgasm, her body wracked with pleasure.
“God Mikey,” Claire grunted, “fuck my arse! Oh God, God yeah!”
“Fucking slut,” grinned Mike in between his hard, breathy pants, “Yeah mum!”
Claire closed her eyes tight as she raised her head upwards, gasping out a long cry of pleasure as the room was filled with the smacking noise of Mike’s hips against his mother’s bum-cheeks.
Finally, Mike began to slow down, his mother resting her sweaty forehead on the bed as her son slid his prick to and fro in her arsehole in long slow strokes.
Kath got excited as she realised it would be her turn now, and sure enough, Mike then pulled his stiff prick from his mother’s anus. Claire rolled to one side, getting her breath back, whilst Kath took her place. Bending down, Mike parted Kath’s smooth, pert buttocks with his hands and began to lap hungrily at the lovely ring between them. Like a thirsty dog, he slobbered and licked at the hairless pink ring of his Auntie’s sphincter before pushing his tongue into it, digging it around as it worked it’s way up a couple of inches into Kath’s bowels.
“Mmmm,” she sighed, “Lick my arse Mikey. Lick it.”
After a few moments of tonguing Kath’s bumhole, Mike got up and into position, gripping the shaft of his cock, already slick and soiled from it’s journey into his mum’s arse. He pushed the swollen, purple head up to Kath’s dilated anus and eased forward, delighting in both the feeling of his Aunt’s anus gripping his dick and her long sigh of pleasure as he slid his way in. In no time at all he was buried to the hilt in Kath’s anus, and he reached forward to grip her shoulders as he began to hump away. The pace was quickly picked up and soon Kath was gritting her teeth and slamming her arse back to meet her randy nephew’s strokes.
Claire was now sitting up against the headboard and gently stroking her clit as she took her turn to be the voyeur, admiring her son’s young body as he sodimized her sister. Kath’s pretty face alternated between stinging pleasure and serene ecstasy, sweat beginning to form on her pale skin as she worked along with Mike in their frantic humping. Claire leaned over and kissed her sister on the mouth, their lips touching gently at first, then grinding against each other as they slid their tongues into each other’s mouths. They kissed passionately for several minutes, Claire stroking her hands through her sister’s hair, whilst Mike steadily fucked Kath’s butt. .
After Claire took her lips from Kath’s, she knelt up and moved up the bed, near her sister’s impaled arse.
“Take your cock out,” Claire asked her son, “Pop it out that arse so I can clean it.”
Mike obliged, his prick making a wet, sucking ‘pop’ noise when it emerged from his Aunt’s twitching anus. It was slick with saliva and more than a few brownish streaks it had picked up from both his mother and his Aunt’s rectums. Claire clamped her lips over the lovely long cock without hesitation, sucking it down deep into her throat as she sighed inwardly. One of her hands reached behind her and she dug two finger’s into her arse as she deepthroated her son. When she finally took the dick from her mouth, it was clean, albeit dripping with phlegm. Claire sat back again, smiling, whilst Mike wasted no time in shoving his cock back into Kath’s anus and fucking her with great strength.
“Fuck me,” Kath panted, “Oh yeah Mike, baby, fuck my arse. Fuck my arse! GOD!”
She buck and thrashed beneath the teenager’s sodimistical thrusts, yelping with pleasure as Mike doubled his pace as his own orgasm began to rise. Claire had continued to work a couple of finger’s into her arsehole as she lay back to watch this, and she eventually slid them out and held them in front of Kath’s face. The ecstatic woman took them into her mouth, sucking pleasurably on Claire’s arse flavoured fingers whilst Mike began to cry out in orgasmic joy.
“Fuck I’m cumming,” the boy announced, “Fuck!”
He bravely continued to thrust as his cock began to gush it’s thick, white load into the depth’s of Kath’s arse. He held Kath by the waist tightly, his fingernails digging lightly into the skin as his cock continued to eject it’s thick wads of sperm into his Aunt’s arse and mingling with the feacal matter that was packed up against the uppermost walls of her rectal passage, eight inches beyond her stretched anus.
Finally finishing his orgasm, Mike pulled his prick from Kath’s butt and knelt back and admired the woman’s anus as it hung open for a moment, slowly closing whilst sperm leaked out and ran down her inner thighs. Claire slipped her fingers from her sister’s mouth so that Kath could swing round and suck on Mike’s dick, slurping and drooling on the veiny cock that carried the odor and taste of her own arse. Claire, at the other end of Kath, stuck her tongue into Kath’s bumhole and swirled her tongue round, lapping up her son’s sperm from the walls of her sister’s rectum.
Another typical morning.

At the breakfast table, Claire reminded her sister and son that she had to go away the next day.
“Oh yeah,” nodded Mike, “That work thing.”
“That’s right,” confirmed his mother, “That ‘work thing’. It’s a bit pointless really, the staff having a few team-building excercises and some meetings out in the country, but I guess it’s a chance to stay in a nice hotel at the boss’s expense.”
“When are you back?” asked Kath.
“Sunday afternoon. I’ll only be there for one night”
“Just you and me for weekend Mike,” Kath grinned, then chomped down on some more toast.
“Sure is,” her nephew replied, “I’m sure we’ll find something to occupy our time.”
“Better get going in a minute,” Claire said as she glanced at her watch.
They finished breakfast and eventually left. Claire would drop off Mike at school before going into the City, dropping off Kath at her workplace before going to her own.

It was lunchtime, and Kath had decided to go to the shops during her hour-long break. Or rather, she’d decided to go to a particular shop. ‘Books Unlimited’ was a sex shop just a couple of streets from the office she worked at, and putting on her jacket, Kath walked there, taking a couple of back streets just in case any colleagues noticed her.
The shop was down a back street itself, which was usually deserted. As she approached her destination, Kath noticed a new bar across the road that had been subjected to some refurbishment over the last couple of months. It was called ‘The Persian Pussycat’, a black cat motif adorning the modest sign outside. The windows were darkened – it was clearly closed at the moment – but there was some activity. An A-frame sign on the pavement advertised the special offers on drinks for it’s opening week. Shame it wasn’t open, Kath thought – she fancied a drink afterwards. Maybe she’d just go to a pub up the road before going back to the office.
After an instinctive glance up the road to ensure no-one she knew happened to be about, she ducked into ‘Books Unlimited’.

A forty-six year old widow, Sarah Parker had a lot of free time. Her husband had left a sizable fortune when he passed away five years ago, and Sarah therefore had no need to work. She did do quite a bit of voluntary work for a cancer charity, the Big C having been responsible for taking her husband from her, but most of the time she was a lady of leisure. And her idea of leisure was the kind that, this Friday lunchtime, had led her to Books Unlimited. She looked good for her age; her light blonde hair shoulder length and parted at the center. She had big blue eyes that held a lot of knowledge and experience, but a friendly, ready smile that made anyone feel at ease. A fraction under 5’10”, she had long legs that made up for her small breasts, and she was elegently slim and tanned.
It wasn’t all books in the shop of course. Inside the brightly lit store, which was fairly large for a sex-shop, there were rows upon rows of magazines and videos. Sex toys took up a whole wall, from nurses uniforms to riding crops, from anal-beads to bright red dildos over a foot long.
The two owners, a couple of cheerful looking men, had worked in the store years , and regarded the pornography as merchandize rather than anything arousing. They stood at the counter, eagerly discussing who they thought would win the football that weekend. A TV next to them showed a porno movie, on which a large breasted woman was sucking off two men at a time, but the sound was turned down. On a shelf behind the counter sat a radio, which was tuned into a sports channel. Aside from Sarah, there were two men in the shop, lost in thought as they browsed the products.
Sarah instinctively turned when she heard the door open, and was surprised to see a woman enter. Kath, likewise, was surprised at spotting a member of her same sex in the shop, and her and Sarah seemed to offer a small smile to each other, as if they were comrades. Then, Sarah looked ahead of her once more, Kath happening to head in her direction where the videos were kept.
Sarah continued to browse through the films. She wanted one with fisting in it, but it was usually hard to tell by the covers. As she pondered which to buy, she noticed Kath had came nearby, and was eagerly hunting around the ‘Anal’ section. Sarah looked sideways at Kath, admiring the woman. She was certainly nice looking, Sarah thought; small and slim, with a pair of light-blue trousers that hugged her fantastic arse. The best arse Sarah had ever seen in fact. A bi-sexual all her life, Sarah had been loyal and faithful to her husband, but now he was gone she flung herself into sexual encounters with men and women, and was even now considering chatting up this fellow female sex-shop customer. After all, Kath had looked at a few videos that were all-women. Sarah rarely hesitated when it came to propositioning people; she could handle rejection, so figured there was nothing to lose.
Kath was reading the back of a video entitled ‘Anal Freaks’ when Sarah stepped next to her.
“Hi there,” Sarah said, in a refined, polite voice.
“Oh hi,” Kath replied, a little surprised.
“I’ve seen that,” Sarah commented with a little nod of her head to the video Kath held, “It’s pretty good.”
“Yeah,” Kath responded, “As long as it’s got anal in it, it should be.”
“Not many facials though.”
“That’s okay, I’ve got loads of movies with facials at home.”
The two women smiled at each other. Sarah had occasionally chatted up men in sex-shops, and now realised how easy it was with a woman. The natural subject matter would be porn, and so within a few sentences both Sarah and Kath had made it clear they were both fans of porno movies, particularly anal and lesbianism. Half the work in figuring each other’s preferences was done by judging which videos they looked at.
“Have you seen that place across the road?” Sarah said, “The ‘Persian Pussycat’?”
“Yeah, I noticed it before I came in,” Kath replied, “It’s fairly new isn’t it?”
“Opened the other day. I’ve been meaning to go. It’s a lesbain club. Would you fancy going there with me tonight?”
Kath was a little taken aback by this mature lady’s forthrightness, but was also pleased. She may enjoy all the fucking with her sister and nephew, but it was foolish to totally confine herself to the trio for sexual encounters.
“Sure,” she smiled, “I’d love to.”
“Meet me outside at eight,” Sarah said, “I’d better be going. Oh, I’m Sarah by the way.”
“I’m Kath.”
“Okay, I’ll look forward to it.”
Sarah left the shop without making a purchase. She’d been meaning to, but was delighted at the idea of meeting up with Kath. It’d been a relatively slow few months, and she’d not fucked a woman for a while. Kath certainly seemed like she would be game for a lot of things, judging by her appreciation of porn.
Kath, meanwhile, selected a movie and purchased it, before leaving for the office, the tape in a brown bag and securely locked away in her handbag. She was also looking forward to that evening, and the certain that Sarah was clearly up for it. Hell, the lady was as horny as fuck. Kath had all weekend with Mike to herself whilst Claire was away so it’d probably be nice if Claire could have her son to herself that evening.

Kath told her sister and nephew about her date that evening when they had finished dinner.
“Was she sexy?” Mike asked, sitting on the sofa next to his mother. Kath sat on the armchair opposite.
“Very,” Kath insisted, “Very nice body on her, for her age.”
“How old was she?” Claire enquired.
“About forty,” Kath replied, “But you could tell she was a bit pampered. Either divorced or widowed, given that she was hanging around a sex shop and chatting up women on a weekday. Looked rich too.”
“Wahay!” cheered Mike, “Way to go Kath. Fuck a wealthy chick and get her to spoil you.”
They all laughed at this, even though Kath’s motives would clearly be sexual rather than financial.
“So where are you meeting her?” Claire asked her sister.
“Some lesbian bar across the road from the sex-shop that I met her in. Hopefully we’ll end up back at her place or something. I’d better get ready in fact.”
“Okay sis,” Claire said, “Knock ’em dead.”
Kath left the room and went upstairs to the bathroom. She hadn’t been out for a while like this, and spent a good amount of time in the shower before drying herself off and walking naked to her bedroom. She didn’t sleep there much, it was nearly always in Claire’s bed that they spent the night, but Kath still had her wardrobe in there.
Thanks to her small frame, Kath was able to dress like she was in her twenties, rather than aged 33. She put on a tight, white T-shirt with no bra underneath, her nipples standing out from her small tits and clearly visible under the thin material. Then she put on a pair of tight black jeans, cut off half-way down the shins, and finally a pair of trainers. Causally horny, she thought with a grin as she admired herself in the mirror.
After doing her hair, she dispensed with the make-up and left the room.
Slurping noises and moans were coming from Claire’s bedroom, and Kath leaned through the half-open door.
Lying back on the bed, Mike was naked, and between his spread legs knelt his mother, wearing nothing but glittery, silver ear-rings and black, lacy stockings. Her head bobbed up and down as she greedily sucked her son’s cock.
“I’m off then,” Kath smiled.
“Have fun,” responded Mike.
“Yeah, see you sis,” said Claire, then resumed deep-throating Mike.
“Don’t wait up,” Kath announced, then left. She went down the stairs and out the front door.
Back in the house, Mike closed his eyes and relaxed against the bed headboard, running his hands through Claire’s hair. For a full ten minutes Claire sucked and licked the lovely big prick in her mouth before the main-course. Finally sitting up, Claire knelt over Mike’s cock whilst reaching down and holding it upright. She rubbed the throbbing head over her dripping slit before lowering herself, grinning with pleasure as she fully impaled her cunt on her son’s cock.
Mike held his mum by the waist and began thrusting upwards as she started to ride him, both of them moaning in pleasure as they fucked.
Cunt-fucking was still a lot of fun for Claire, but she’d been totally converted a long time ago to what was originally Kath’s fetish. After a few moments, she lifted herself up before shifting forwards a little. Holding her son’s saliva and cunt-juice dripping dick upwards once more, Claire placed the swollen end of the cock against her anus and lowered herself. Gritting her teeth, Claire grunted as her arsehole slowly gave way to the phallic intrusion, allowing Mike’s cock to push upwards into her rectum.
With a good couple of inches inside her, Claire let go of the cock and placed both her hands on her knees. The initial discomfort rapidly became pleasure, and a look of ecstasy came across Claire’s face as she slowly went down, steadily taking the full length of her son’s cock in her arse. Mike clamped his hand’s to Claire’s big breasts, and fondled and groped those lovely tits as he and his mother humped and thrust in unison. Their cries of pleasure rapidly rising in volume, Mike’s cock repeatedly stabbed into the depths of Claire’s rectum.
“Fuck me Mike,” Claire panted as she rode away, “Fuck my arse!”
“Fuck!” Mike grunted, “Your arse is fucking hot tonight. Nice and tight!”
All this constant fucking kept them all fit, and Claire bounced on her son’s cock for fifteen minutes before halting and dismounting. She got on her hands and knees whilst Mike quickly got behind his mother and started licking her twitching anus, pushing his tongue into the hot rectum and rimming the sphincter to give it further lubrication. That accomplished, he knelt up and easily slid his dick up Claire’s arsehole to the hilt, and once again the room was filled with the sound of panting and the slap of flesh on flesh.

Kath stepped out of the Taxi that dropped her off at the top of the road, and walked towards the Persian Pussycat club. Sarah was standing outside, smoking a cigarette, and Kath was suddenly extra glad she came out. There was little doubt that sex was on the menu, and apart from her sister and niece Melanie, Kath hadn’t had sex with another woman for years. She felt incredibly horny as she admired her companion.
Dressed in a tight, dark-red skirt that stopped above her knees, Sarah was showing off a lot of her gorgeous legs. She wore red high-heels that almost boosted her to six-foot, an appreciable amount taller than Kath. Also, Sarah wore a cream, shiny silk blouse, the sleeves casually rolled up. She flashed a warm smile as Kath approached.
“Hi Sarah,” Kath said.
“Hiya,” greeted Sarah, “It looks nice and quiet in there.”
She nodded to the club which was, indeed, pleasantly quiet.
“I thought it’d be busier,” commented Kath.
“I guess it is newly opened. It’ll take a while for word to get round.”
“Shall we go in my dear?” asked Kath.
“Sure,” Sarah replied, and led Kath into the club.
It was fairly well lit inside, the bar taking up the whole of the left wall and facing a large area of tables and crushed purple velvet seats. Most of the current patrons sat at the tables near the window or the bar, though some sat in the more private booths at the back.
“We’ll sit over there,” Sarah said, pointing at an empty booth in the corner, “I’ll get them in. What are you having Kath?”
“Vodka and tonic please.”
Sarah went to the bar whilst Kath sat down at the appropriate table. She looked around at the other customers, who were all female and pretty much all in their twenties. Sarah, with her confident stride and elegent demeanour, still managed to fit in very well, despite being in her mid-forties.
She came back with Kath’s drink and a Bloody Mary for herself, and they chatted eagerly. Kath mentioned that she lived with her sister, but decided to leave Mike out of it to keep it simple.