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Janice's Violation
by Nick Green (nicholastgreen79@yahoo.com)

***

Who's violating whom? An attempt to work contradictory 
themes resulting in an unlikely scenario involving a 
mother on her son's lap... but it sure was fun to 
write! I hope you have at least as much fun reading 
it. (F/m-teen, underage, reluc, inc, anal)

***

Author note: Critiques, and suggestions are always 
welcome. Nick Green 12/2010

***

His arms held her down. She could not move away. 
Confined in her younger sister's small, packed car, 
there was nowhere to move. The warm summer rain 
pounded the highway.

As twilight grew, the darkness of the unlit backseat 
hid her humiliation. Janice thought she was safe in 
her son's arms and straddling his lap. Jeremy had 
fallen asleep and something pushed into her crotch.

Janice's nipples hardened under her tight T-shirt. Her 
wetness seeped into her shorts and she wondered how 
she could hide it when they exited the car. Her 
shoulders tensed with the useless effort of self-
control. A tiny tear rolled onto her cheek.

It was Tonya final move-out day. The weather had been 
gorgeously hot and they spent it swimming one last 
time at the apartment complex's pool. Jeremy did not 
swim much. Instead, he used the time to show off for 
some teenage girls.

Jeremy had achieved a lot of interest from the girls. 
The tall, boyishly handsome fifteen-year-old impressed 
his mother. She was chagrined at her sister's 
shameless flirting and a little shocked at herself. 
She had wanted to rip apart those little girls. The 
teens' competition was obvious, especially when 
Jeremy's mother and aunt diverted his attention. He 
was definitely becoming a man and it was difficult for 
Janice.

The day did not end too badly, though. They loaded 
Tonya's tiny car with the last of her knick-knacks, 
unfortunately filling the front seat with picture 
frames. They ate and Jeremy took his medication. The 
ladies showered and dressed lightly for the long drive 
in the summer heat. While Jeremy showered, Janice and 
Tonya shared and old joint they found when packing.

Of course, Janice had forgotten a change of clothes 
and the sisters joked about her being a 'dingbat'. She 
borrowed the only items her sister had left: workout 
clothes. The shirt was too tight because Janice had a 
larger bust. The shorts were too loose.

"Those are from when I was fat. Careful with them, the 
crotch is ripped."

"Nobody'll notice that I don't have any panties. I 
just won't bend over too much."

"Certainly not in front of your son, I hope... and not 
with the way your boobs are sticking out."

Janice stood in front of her sister and presented her 
bra-less chest, arching her back. The thin cloth 
stretched between her nipples and clung to the 
underside of her C-cups. She giggled as she pushed 
them together, then dropped them and watched them 
bounce.

"Why? What's wrong with them?"

Tonya guffawed and coughed out some pale smoke. "You 
can see everything! You'll give that poor boy an 
instant woody!"

"Oh, please. It's not like my son hasn't seen my boobs 
before."

"Not like that! You might as well not even wear a 
shirt. Jeremy will have jack-off material for months!" 
Janice waved her hand dismissively, but Tonya, ever 
the contrary and rebellious little sister, found 
something to torment Janice with. "What do mean... 
he's seen YOUR boobs?"

"Sure," replied Janice. "We're very comfortable around 
the house. Why not? It's been just the two of us for 
almost a decade. How else do you think I got this 
tan?"

"Janice!" Tonya feigned shock and insisted on chiding 
her older sister. "Don't tell me that you've been sun-
bathing nude in front of your son! Hmm, no wonder he 
was so good with that lotion." Tonya waggled her 
eyebrows. "Especially when it dripped down..."

"Oh, my god!" interrupted Janice. "Stop it! It's not 
like that! No little boy is interested in a saggy old 
woman!"

"Old? Janice, you're only forty. And you're not saggy 
at all... well, maybe a bit. You're a Hot Mom!"

"I suppose, then, I should embarrass myself like you 
did? In front of those girls, no less?"

"Ugh! Those little bitches needed to be shown that 
they weren't as hot as they thought!"

Janice shook her head and accepted the last of the 
roach. "Those sluts..."

"How's the new meds working out?"

"Pretty good. They knock him out, though. He'll 
probably sleep for most of the drive."

"Any side effects?"

"Nothing serious... He sleepwalks." Janice giggled at 
the memory of her boy mumbling through the house.

"Hmm?"

"He sleepwalks!"

"That's... weird."

"I tell ya. The other night, he was doing the 
dishes... at Two O'clock in the morning!"

"Might as well get something out of it, then. Maybe 
you can get him to mow the lawn."

"He already does THAT..."

Jeremy, done with his shower, stepped out of the 
bathroom wearing only boxers. A towel covered his head 
as he dried his curly mop, not noticing his mom and 
aunt watching him pass down the hall. His skinny arms, 
legs, and flat stomach were starting to show some 
definition. Tonya didn't tell Janice that most of the 
time she had spent in the pool, earlier that day, was 
to cool off. If that young man wasn't her nephew, or 
if his mother wasn't around...

Jeremy had looked ludicrous that night, last week, 
waving his arms and holding his own in a one-sided 
conversation. She remembered his pink butt and the 
obscenely large and erect organ that pointed out from 
his groin; an organ that was now pushing at her rear 
end.

The single tear dripped from Janice's chin onto her 
breast and soaked into the thin cotton. Confident that 
Jeremy had, indeed, fallen asleep, she let herself lie 
back against him. He was mumbling something and his 
hot breath brushed her ear as his warm arms wrapped 
around her waist.

Relaxation made the hardness more comfortable for 
Janice, but now the cheeks of her buttocks engulfed 
it. There was no doubt that it was her son's penis 
nestled in her crevice. The pressure of the pole 
rubbed against her from her inflamed labia to her 
rectum and ending in a roundness that irritated her 
tailbone.

Vibration from the car was sending delicious waves 
deep into Janice. Her wetness responded to the forced 
friction; a wetness that should have been absorbed by 
her shorts. She was feeling skin against skin.

Janice's heart thrummed with fear. Feeling with her 
hands, she found Jeremy's shorts bunched to the side. 
His growing penis had snuck out of his shorts, into 
the torn hole of her borrowed shorts, and firmly 
entrenched itself against his mother's most private 
flesh.

The thought of her son's bare sexual organ made Janice 
shudder. Her vagina swelled and gushed, spreading and 
adding heat to the sweat already connecting them. 
Biting back a gasp so her sister would not hear, 
Janice orgasmed.

Janice was disgusted at herself. Bad, naughty thoughts 
invaded her mind. The worst was, "If he doesn't wake 
up, no one will ever know." She was near devastation, 
thinking that she would take advantage of her son. "My 
cunt has a mind of its own." She rationalized that the 
sexual assault was not her fault. "He doesn't know 
what he's doing. Jeremy is just having a pubescent 
dream."

Post-orgasmic warmth flooded Janice's system and her 
juices lubricated her crotch. Still, she could not 
move much. Trying to shift only made her situation 
worse by aligning the head of her son's penis with her 
rectum.

Jeremy's penis was still growing. Janice's asshole 
relaxed against her will, as if pleading for 
attention, and started to wrap itself at an angle 
around his cockhead. He felt humongous and hot beneath 
her. A most devastating invasion was near.

Horrified, Janice clasped Jeremy's arms, but they held 
like iron bars. She felt herself stretch as the 
engorged tip of her son's penis sunk past the ring of 
her rectum.

Tonya glanced back when she heard a sound from Janice. 
"What's wrong, Janice? Are you OK?"

"N-no... it's..." Wide-eyed, Janice looked up toward 
her sister. She could not let Tonya know. "I'm fine... 
just... keep driving!"

Janice was unable to stop Jeremy's penis from slowly 
stretching and filling her. It was big, too big for 
her, but she accepted the pain. The hurting got easier 
as his cockhead pushed past each ring of muscle. Tears 
of embarrassment and humiliation began to stream down 
her face. Janice was being raped just two feet from 
her younger sister.

"What is it, Janice?" Tonya was concerned, but had to 
keep her eyes on the road. Her big sister was 
obviously in pain. "Cramps?" Janice nodded in 
response.

Janice did not know any way to stop enjoying the 
sharp, cutting aches. Breathing, she forced herself to 
relax. The masochistic slut in the back of her mind 
screamed encouragement. Unconsciously arching her 
back, Janice slid deeper into the binds of her son's 
arms and took the violating organ completely inside 
her. Each bump of the road stimulated her body and 
pounded like a giant heartbeat.

Tonya glanced back when she could. She watched Janice 
close her eyes and open her mouth. Her big sister's 
large, unrestrained breasts jiggled each time the car 
passed a seam in the concrete roadway. The passing 
streetlights highlighted her pointed nipples.

Somewhat confused by Janice's lewdly projecting teats, 
Tonya looked more intently. She could hear her sister 
breathing heavily; so heavy that it was audible above 
the rain. She saw one of Janice's arms clench, as if 
gripping something, and both shoulders tense, pointed 
skyward. As Tonya watched, one of Janice's arms moved; 
her hand toward her crotch. Janice's chin quivered.

Shocked, Tonya swerved the car out and back into the 
driving lane. Tonya shifted her own hand downward, 
grateful to have neglected underwear. Barely able to 
organize her thoughts of what she was seeing, she 
slowed the car below the speed limit and gripped her 
insides with two fingers.

"Janice... JANICE!"

"Wh-what?"

"Lean forward a minute." Janice closed her eyes to the 
pain and put her hands on the back of the driver's 
seat. "Still hurt?" asked Tonya. Janice nodded. "Do 
you want me to pull over?" Janice adamantly shook her 
head 'no'.

Tonya could smell her now. She knew, or thought she 
knew, exactly what was going on. Tonya slipped a third 
finger into herself and decided she had to see it.

"Is Jeremy still asleep?"

"Y-yes."

"Janice, is Jeremy 'sleepwalking'?" Janice hesitated, 
then nodded her head. Smirking, Tonya licked her lips 
and continued interrogating her older sister. "Sissy, 
are you playing with yourself?"

"N-n-n... not anymore." Janice hung her head in shame. 
Tonya built up to a small orgasm as she asked the next 
question.

"Sissy, is your son inside you?"

Janice broke down. She nodded vigorously and wrapped 
her arms around Tonya's seat, hugging her chest. Tonya 
felt her shaking and Janice's words came like an 
avalanche.

"Oh, god, Tonnie, help me. It was an accident. He 
doesn't know! I didn't mean to... he's too strong! 
He's holding me down! Help me get off him! It just 
slipped in! He's too big! Oh, my god, he's huge! Help 
me!! Oh, no, NO, HE'S CUMMING!!"

Tonya shivered and the car swerved, again. This was 
overwhelming. They were going to wreck.

"OK, Sissy, OK. Calm down. Hang on." Tonya tried to 
breath against Janice's tightening hug. "I can't pull 
over here. Just hang on, Sissy. We're almost to a 
rest-area. Hang on and I'll help you!"

"Oh, Tonnie, he's too big," sobbed Janice in Tonya's 
ear, "b-but it feels so g-g-good..."

"I know, Sissy, I know. We're almost there. Don't let 
him cum again in your pussy, Sissy!" Tonya sped up, 
hoping there were no cops in the last mile before the 
rest-area.

"He... he's not in my pussy..."

The tiny car swerved and slid on the wet grass 
alongside the highway. Tonya whipped her wet fingers 
out of her vagina to get both hands on the wheel. 
Thanks to skill, luck, and massive amounts of 
adrenaline, Tonya got the car back on the road.

The adrenaline shock didn't dull any of Tonya's 
excitement. She wondered if the excitement and pain 
had a similar or stronger effect on her sister. As 
Tonya slowed and steered toward the rest-area, she 
directed some of her attention back to Janice, who 
seemed to be bouncing to a new rhythm.

"Sissy, is he...?"

Janice whispered, "Yes, he's fucking me."

"And he's holding you down?"

"His arms are wrapped around me. He's too strong. I 
can't get his arms off me."

Tonya parked under a light. The rain obscured the 
highway and much of the rest-area's parking lot. Brick 
restrooms were nearby, as were picnic tables, though 
they were blurred and hazy in the darkness. She turned 
the car off and turned on the overhead lamp. Tonya 
gasped at what she could finally see.

"Ohhh, Sissy..."

"Tonnie." Janice shook her head and sobbed. "You 
shouldn't be watching."

Sweat covered Janice and Jeremy. Janice's T-shirt, 
stuck to her bosom, was almost transparent. Jeremy's 
breath was short and he muttered incoherently. Tonya 
discerned a few words, like 'tight', 'mommy', 'take 
it', and 'fuck'. All were heavy with erotic passion. 
Each phrase was accentuated by a spasm of his whole, 
lanky body as he thrust himself into his mother's 
hole.

"We should wake him up!"

"No! No.. doctor said... doctor said I shouldn't wake 
him while he's sleepwalking!" Jeremy repeatedly 
bounced his mother in his lap. Janice braced herself 
by spreading her arms. Her hips jerked and she 
whimpered at each impact. Her tears ran freely, like 
the rain.

"Please help me get off him. Oh, god, Tonnie! Oh, 
SHIT! It's too much! Ohh!"

"Let's see if we can move his arms." Tonya climbed out 
of the speedster to pull the seat forward. She was 
immediately drenched, but barely noticed the warm, 
summer rain. The ladies pulled, but they did not have 
the leverage. His arms held fast.

Jeremy refused to let go. His skinny arms rippled with 
tensed, wiry muscles; unlike boyish limbs. His jaws 
clenched in an ecstatic grimace. In whatever dream he 
was having, his mother's rectum was just too good to 
let go of.

"This isn't working," sighed Tonya in frustration. 
"Let me take a look." Janice relaxed her arms and 
spread her legs, letting her weight fall back onto her 
son.

Tonya knelt on the blacktop and peered closer. Janice 
was straddling Jeremy. His thin legs hid his groin. 
Thinking she could somehow grab hold of his organ and 
remove it, Tonya reached behind Janice and slipped her 
hand along Jeremy's stomach.

"Put your foot on my shoulder." Janice obliged and 
spread her legs as far out and up as she could. Tonya 
pushed Janice's torn shorts aside. Sweat and juices 
covered her fingers.

"Tonnie..."

"Just hang on... Dear god! He's huge! It's as thick as 
my wrist!"

"I t-t-told you! Uhh...!" The extra sensation pushed 
Janice over the edge.

"Sissy!" Tonya quickly pulled her hand back. "Did you 
just cum?!"

Janice didn't answer. Instead she seemed to slump and 
rested her hands on Jeremy's upper arms. Tonya panted 
through a minor quake and calmed herself.

"Oh, Sissy..."

"Uh...?" Janice's physical strength was leaving her, 
like a crumbling wall. Her sister had witnessed her 
deepest humiliation, a rape for which she felt partly 
responsible. Tonya had responded with neither shame 
nor anger. Janice sobbed her last tear, gave in, and 
fell back against her son, feeling very wetly filled 
and used.

"Tonnie, I..." Janice paused, not sure how to say it.

"You've done anal before, right?"

"Yes... but, you don't understand." Tonya looked her 
big sister in the eyes and let her speak through 
Jeremy's continued, repetitive thrusting. "Never 
with... someone else. He's... I like... anal, Tonnie. 
I really... like anal. I... always have. I like... to 
fill... and stretch... myself." Janice smirked, and 
then shamefully looked down. "But he's... he's too 
big... and long... maybe... maybe as much... as a 
foot!"

"I'm sure it feels that way..."

Janice shook her head. "I've seen it."

"Sissy, babe... have you and Jeremy...?"

"No, of course not!" Janice, again, was ashamed. She 
was in no position to snap at her sister.

"OK, OK. I'm listening, Sissy."

"When he... sleepwalks... sometimes... he's nude. The 
other night... the dishes... it stuck out... over the 
sink. Way over... He was hard... and dripping... 
curved... and red... I could see... his balls... from 
behind."

"Sissy, have you been lonely?"

"Huh...! Not that lonely...! But..." Janice felt it 
was important to say this. "I... was lustful... for 
such... a monster cock!"

Tonya gasped a laugh. "You can't control excitement." 
Janice smiled in acceptance.

"Do you... remember... Dr. Johnson?"

"The hunky professor down the road?"

"We did it... almost every day."

"Oh, wow. That's hot!"

"He was...! But... he was a creep." Tonya nodded in 
understanding. Her big sister must have been sixteen 
at the time, and Tonya was well aware of creeps. 
Sometimes, the only way to get over them is to climb 
off.

"Sissy, I have an idea."

"What are... you thinking?"

"Maybe we can slide you off that 'monster cock'. Lean 
back... put both feet up."

Janice straightened her torso with a grunt. The 
shifting was uncomfortable. Finally, she successfully 
planted her tennis shoes on the folded back of the 
front seat. Janice pushed, but Jeremy's elbows dug 
into her hips.

"Shit!"

Jeremy's grip had tightened further. Janice had 
difficulty breathing. His thrusts were more vehement: 
shorter and quicker. His mumbling had devolved to 
growling.

"Hmm..." Tonya frowned in frustration. The situation 
had grown steadily worse and, even in the heavy rain, 
they could get busted any moment. Only one solution 
was left, but it depended on Jeremy's stamina. Tonya 
knew, from tasty experience, that teen boys could last 
for hours. "You really got yourself in deep, Sissy."

"He got in deep, too," sighed Janice. Tonya stifled a 
chuckle.

"How many times has he cum?"

"Twice... I think." Janice looked suspiciously at 
Tonya.

"There's a chance he'll go soft, if he shoots again."

Janice was too stupefied to respond, able only to 
stare at her torturous little sister.

"Third time's the charm? Look, we've been fighting him 
the whole time and he's only gotten angrier and more 
aggressive." Tonya shrugged. "Maybe if we were sweet, 
instead... Hey, you're already enjoying it." Tonya 
leaned into the car and put a hand on Janice's thigh. 
Streams of summer rain fell from her drenched hair.

Tonya switched to a sultry voice. "He's having some 
kind of fantasy. Why not... why not let the fantasy 
play-out? You want him to have good dreams, don't you? 
I get the idea that you want it..."

Janice closed her eyes and pulled on Jeremy's arms.

"So... Relax, then... and give in."

"Oh... Tonnie. He's so... deep inside me..."

"I know." Tonya stroked Janice's thigh, spreading the 
warm, dripping rain. "Don't tell me. Tell him."

"Jeremy... Baby..." Janice rubbed his arms. "You're 
deep inside me, Baby." Jeremy growled and mumbled. 
"You love Mommy, don't you, Baby? You have a really 
big cock, Jeremy. Your big cock slipped into Mommy, 
Baby."

Janice rocked and pulled on top of her son. Jeremy's 
pushes became slower and longer. He stopped growling.

"Do you love me, Baby? Does Jeremy love Mommy? Do you 
love getting fucked by Mommy's tight, hot hole?"

"Mmg... rmh Mommy?" Jeremy's arms moved back and forth 
as he and Janice bounced together. Janice used the 
space to ride further and further up his erection. 
Each time she traveled an extra half-inch, and each 
time she sank back. She pulled on his arms and used to 
weight to accept her son's entire length.

Tonya's eyes moved up and down with Janice's hips. 
Both of Tonya's hands were in her shorts. One 
energetically stimulated her clitoris and the other 
pulled on her rectum's o-ring. She panted and rocked 
on her knees and stretched her rectum with two, then 
three fingers. In time to the incestuous pounding in 
front of her, she wailed at the self-penetration.

"Ohh, Jeremy, you really give it to me good. Yesss, 
put your hands on my hips. Keep pushing it inside me, 
Baby." Janice turned her head and whispered to him, "I 
love you, Jeremy."

"Fuck, yeah...," said Jeremy.

"Do you know, Baby?" Jeremy nodded. "Do you know 
you're fucking Mommy?"

"Fuck... fuck...cunt... "

"Mommy's asshole, Jeremy, not cunt. Baby, you're in 
Mommy's asshole! Your big cock is sliding deep in 
Mommy's asshole! It feels good, Baby! It feels very 
good in me, Baby!!"

"Love... fucking... ssrmh... Mommy... fuck..."

"Pound that cock, Sissy!" shrieked Tonya.

"Do it, Jeremy. Love me long and deep. I want you, 
too. I want you to fuck my asshole long and deep, 
Baby!" Janice pulled herself vertical. "Fuck my ass, 
Baby! Fuck my ass long and hard!" Janice yelled, "Oh, 
it's tearing me apart!! My god, SON! Ream me OUT!!"

Jeremy kept his grip on her hips and thrusts were more 
controlled. Janice raised high off his penis, hitting 
her head on the small car's ceiling. She slammed her 
body down, again and again. Her son's thick cockhead 
impacted her bowels.

"Oh, shit! Baby! Jeremy! You're fucking my ass good!"

Jeremy grunted as his mother gasped and screamed. He 
forced her hips down for a final plunge into her 
rectum.

"Yes! Oh, yesss! Cum inside me, Jeremy! Cum in Mommy's 
asshole! Oh, god, yes! He's cumming!!"

Jeremy's thin body stiffened, straightened, and heaved 
Janice up. She squealed as her son shoved her body 
into the roof. He spasmed and throbbed as his load of 
sperm shot into his mother's intestines.

Janice gasped and breathed, deeply and sharply, as 
they came back down to the seat. Tonya moaned through 
her own orgasm. Jeremy 'ahh'ed and loosened his arms.

Tonya reached in and wrapped her arms under Janice's. 
Hugging, breast to breast, they pulled away from 
Jeremy. There was a 'pop!' as the head of Jeremy's 
still-erect penis exited his mother. The ladies fell 
to the parking lot blacktop. Holding hands, they 
ignored the rain and puddles and caught their breath. 
Both tried to collect their thoughts over the 
astonishment and orgasmic high.

"We need to talk about this," said Janice, eventually.

"We will," replied Tonya.

"You would have never noticed, if he wasn't so big."

"So, then... You would have suffered in secrecy?" 
Tonya rolled toward Janice and rested a wet hand on 
her sister's stomach. "I'm glad I noticed. It was the 
hottest thing I've ever seen. And... I'm glad to have 
seen you enjoy something so much."

"It was wrong..."

"What? Liking it? Sissy, he's a hot and cute and good 
boy..."

"He's very good."

"...and you looked incredible! You look sexy." Tonya 
traced a line up to Janice's breasts with a 
fingernail. Janice giggled.

"I feel sexy," said Janice, with a contented smile.

Tonya rose from the ground and returned to the car. 
Janice laid in the rain as Tonya found a towel in the 
trunk and dipped it into a puddle. Walking back around 
to the open car door, she got her first good view of 
her nephew's penis.

It rose in a curve, still semi-erect, at least six 
inches high. The head was bulbous and purple, 
distractingly similar to a plum. The edge of the 
purple helmet was too wide to ever wrap her fingers 
around. The shaft behind the head was thin, then grew 
thick, almost as thick as the helmet. The wrinkled, 
shrinking shaft tapered toward the base that Tonya had 
previously compared to her wrist.

"What a beautiful cock!" she thought. "But it's bigger 
than any I've ever heard about! And Janice took that 
monster in her ASS?! Can you imagine that plug in your 
cervix??"

Tonya hesitantly wiped Jeremy's penis free of feces 
and semen. She cooed as it jiggled, bounced, and began 
to grow again. Astounded, her eyes riveted to the 
swelled head as she sopped up his and Janice's juices. 
The penis stood imperiously, grotesquely, satanically 
from her petite hands.

Tonya was a little shocked to find her mouth watering. 
She always preferred small penises; 'merely' hand-
sized. Tonya liked the company of, and attention from, 
males... and penises were a somewhat insignificant 
part of that. Certainly, size never created her 
pleasure.

Nevertheless: this penis, this monolithically erect 
boy-cock, seemed to simply demand attention. Tonya 
placed her face close and breathed hotly on it. 
Slowly, she pressed her tongue to the base. A rush of 
flavors inspired a groan of need. She partook in the 
ecstasy of her sister, in the release of her teen 
nephew's hormones, and in the dirtiness of their 
humiliation.

"Tonnie, what are you doing?"

"Just cleaning him up."

"Oh. Right, of course. Can't leave him like that..." 
Janice stood to give Tonya a hand.

Tonya held Jeremy's penis as she worked her tongue 
along the underside. Her saliva coated the shaft and 
dripped down her cheek. She kissed and licked the 
crease of the crown, then slobbered down to the base, 
loudly sucking the wetness off his softly furred 
scrotum.

"Think it'll fit?"

"What... Tonnie!"

Tonya placed her lips against the freshly engorged 
head. She opened her jaws wide. The helmet stretched 
her lips as she pushed it in. She angled the penis and 
her lips snapped around the head. She pushed further 
and her cheeks billowed out.

"Tonnie!... Don't wake him!" Jeremy's pulse was loud 
in Tonya's mouth. She went deeper and the thick lump 
plugged the passage to her throat. "We have to GO!" 
said Janice.

Tonya popped her nephew's penis from her lips. She 
sighed and pulled away from him. Dejectedly, she 
tossed the soiled rag into the rain.

"Oh, all right. We'll finish cleaning up when we get 
home." Tonya climbed into the backseat and settled on 
top of Jeremy, who was lightly snoring. His penis 
stuck out from between her legs.

"Tonnie...?"

"Go ahead," said Tonya, as she pulled back the front 
seat. "The keys are in the ignition. It's YOUR turn to 
drive!"

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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