Filthy Little Beast Part 2

She told me that in some ways we had a lot in common. Like me she had also been a mistake of sorts. It seems that my grandmother was carrying twins! Since my mother was the first-born she would be the one by divine law to inherit the throne, as is the custom in all-royal families. When I was born the tradition seemed doomed until they decided that I would carry it on as a shemale. The family was well connected and knew that despite what they considered my fathers crime that sooner or later they would find me.

Mistress Tickles told me that I should always call her auntie from that point forward. "Oh honey doll, it makes aunties pussy so wet just knowing that we will be having nasty, dirty incest"! I learned that the heir to the throne was to always be raised as a leather Goddess. In my aunts case they decided she would be raised as a princess in satin. Auntie also told me that we were going to spend the next four weeks fucking like little satin fuck bunnies. She gave her tummy a pat and said that with any luck we would both be "mommies" in nine months!

With that she pulled me on top and begged me to fuck her like the slut she was. "Fuck auntie, my slutty little doll, oh please fuck my bad girl pussy". I didn't have to be told twice and mounted my aunt. As I began to fuck my aunt Satin took up a position behind me and began to fuck me in the ass. It wasn't long until the shemale was filling my ass with cum as I shot another load into my aunts' pussy. Auntie Tickles then told me to sit on her face and she actually sucked Satins load from my ass while satin sucked my load from her pussy!

The entire week went that way, we would play dress up, tickle and satin games and then fuck and suck each other for hours falling into an ever-deeper incestuous depravity. I would suck Satins big meaty cock while my Aunt would stroke my cock with her gloves and eat my ass out. At times she would tickle my asshole with feathers while sucking my cock. The first week flew by in a blur of pure twisted pleasure. I had almost forgotten what the weekend meant