Uncle John

Uncle John

I hadn't planned on going home, but Ash was busy with her mum, and Jase was working on something. I opened the front door and was about to shout hi when I heard my mum moan. I mean a sex moan, and the slap slap of someone pounding her. Odd, dad's car wasn't on the drive, perhaps she had her toy, but why the slap sound, she must have picked dad up? I slipped my trainers off and quietly closed the door and crept up stairs. Mum and dad's bedroom door was half open, enough for me to see in.

Mum was on her back, her top and bra pushed up over her boobs and knickers seemed to be around her left ankle. A man was busy shagging her, very enthusiastically by the looks, and not dad. Shit, fuck, wow, I mean. What the hell? 

I could see his face in the mirror, and I recognised him, it was Uncle John, mum's brother. Jesus. He was really going at her, pulling back and then pressing hard forward, his cock burying deep inside mum. I watched as mum clutched her fingers at his back and the sounds of their sex seemed go get noisier. I guessed he would be finished any moment, and I did not want to be caught watching them, way too awkward. I sort of wanted to watch him as he finished in mum, but I crept back downstairs, grabbed my trainers and silently left, closing the door with my key so the latch didn't click.

I sat on the step and put my trainers on. Wow, that was something. Mum was cheating on dad, with her brother, I mean wow. I hadn't watched for long enough to know much more, I mean, she was obviously a willing participant. Well, the sex sounds she was making made it sound like she was enjoying it. Crumbs, I did not know how to deal with this. Was this any different to me and dad? I mean, technically, dad was cheating on mum with me. Had cheated, I corrected myself, I had again resolved not to do it with dad again. I decided to go for a short walk and then come back in about half an hour, hopefully all would be finished, and I could say hi to a fully clothed Uncle John.

I walked to the garage round the corner and bought myself a coffee. I don't often do coffee, but after what I had just seen I felt I need a jolt and a coffee would do that. I hadn't seen much. Both were naked, Uncle John was battering away at mum, I hadn't really been able to see his cock as it was mostly inside my mum and I only got a quick look anyway. Wow, again, wow. 

This shook me more than I expected. Uncle John was always a cuddly uncle, he loved to hug me whenever I saw him. I am not sure how I would react when I saw him next. Crumbs.

When I got back I noisily clanked the key in the door and shouted 'hi' as I walked in. I went straight into the kitchen so as not to cause any embarrassment if they were still upstairs, no they weren't, Uncle John was in the kitchen, mum was in the garden taking washing off the line.

"Hello sweet thing" Uncle John said as I walked in, "Give your uncle a hug," he said walking towards me arms outstretched.

"Uncle John, wow, what a great surprise" I lied as I hugged him.

"I saw you in the mirror" he whispered in my ear, just as mum came in in from the garden. Oh my God, now what?

"Oh hello Nat, look who has popped in to say hello," mum said, no hint of earlier on her face, now fully dressed and no sign of embarrassment, why should there be? Mum obviously had no idea I had seen them. Unlike Uncle John.

"Nice" I said, well, I didn't really know what else to say. Usually I am all giggles and laughs with him, but I felt stilted and didn't really know how to behave.

"You just keep growing up," Uncle John said, "You are quite the young woman now." I smiled and did a sort of curtsey.

"Thank you Uncle."

I grabbed a glass of water and sat by the kitchen table, mum fussed with the washing, folding it ready for ironing and Uncle John hovered by me. "How's college?" He asked.

"It is okay. I don't go in much as they do most of it as what they call distance learning."

"What? Zoom and stuff?" He asked.

"Not so much Zoom, but the course is online and they send us a link to the next lesson and we have only so long to do it. We go in for group discussions, practical stuff and exams, although there is not that many exams."

"Sounds easy sweetheart."

"I wish."

"She spends most of her time in her room doing her college work, we don't really see her much." Mum added

"Boyfriend?"

"Yes."

"Just 'yes'?"

"Yes" I didn't want to go into any details about Jase. I was also still trying to process what was going on with Ash, and there was Ali in the mix and also my dad. My life was really confusing at the moment.

"I need to go to Tesco to get some milk, are you going to go back home now, or will you wait here and chat to Nat? I will be about half an hour." Mum said to Uncle John.

"I'll wait, I don't see my favourite niece very often."

'Favourite?' I thought, I am his only niece. "Okay both, see you in a bit," mum said and then she was gone.

"Did you like what you saw?" My uncle asked.

"What do you mean?"

"You know what I mean, me and your mum earlier."

"No."

"Shame. You know you look very much like my sister did when she was a teenager." He came over and kissed my head, and then as I looked up at him he kissed my lips, pushing me back against the chair. "Yeah Nat, very much like her." 

His hand started rubbing on my left boob, circling my nipple. I tried not to kiss back and I was going to move his hand but I felt him on my knickers, running his finger up and down my crease.

"Oh." It slipped from my mouth, I think Uncle John took this as an encouragement, and he pulled my knickers to one side and was rubbing my sex, sliding between my lips.

"Oh no, you are not supposed to do that," I said. Well, it was true, he wasn't supposed to do it.

"You don't sound very sure Nat," he said as I realised that he was pushing his finger all the way inside me, "we don't have long Nat, my sister will be home in a minute."

"Stop, stop, I don't want my mum to see this, stop. No I am not going to have sex with you" It wasn't that I wasn't enjoying it, well, actually I wasn't really, he had just fingered me. I hadn't exactly refused him, so I guessed in his mind it counted as okay.

I realised he had finished. He stepped back and I adjusted my panties putting them back on properly. I grabbed a piece of kitchen towel, folded it and put it into my panties. I did not want my wet on my panties, mum might know something I didn't want her to know.

"Are you on the pill?"

"No," well technically I wasn't.

I was actually a bit pissed off with my Uncle. I wasn't his to use as he pleased. "I don't agree with them. How long have you been sleeping with mum?"

"What? Why don't you agree with them?"

"You didn't answer my question. How long?"

"Oh, er, since we were teenagers. We were play fighting one day, one thing led to another, and well, that is how it started."

"You were play fighting and your cock accidentally fell into my mum?"

"Well, not exactly, she grabbed my cock, and well, anyway."

"And how often do you sleep with my mum?"

"Only once or maybe twice a week, it depends when I can get away and when your mum is free."

"Get away from Auntie Peg you mean?"

"Well, yes."

"Here, at hotels, at yours?"

"Wherever is convenient."

"Sure."

"Oh."

"You shouldn't just stick a finger in, you should ask next time."

"Next time?"

"Hello you two, all okay? Next time what sweetheart?" Mum had come back, I hope that she hadn't heard any of that conversation !

"Next time he comes over and I can see if I will be here or not mum." That might unsettle mum a bit if she was planning a secret time with her brother and her daughter was there.

"Oh yes, nice. It is nice to see my brother. Yes John, you should let us know so that we can plan."

"I am going up to do some college work." I said, blew a kiss at Uncle John and left. I needed to clean between my legs, it felt all clammy, even with the paper towel.

I slept fitfully that night, trying to work out if Uncle John's cock had been big or small. I hadn't seen it or even felt it with my hands, he had just pushed his finger inside me and it was over so quickly before I could even touch his cock. My dreams were understandably confused.

Dad was out all day, and mum was out too, over doing gran's laundry. Jase was free and got to me at about half nine. Once in my room I shut the door, just in case, and turned and kissed Jase, my hand gripping his cock through his trackies.

"Mmmh someone seems pleased to see me." His cock was nicely hardening and was beginning to get quite prominent as it started to stick forward.

"You only want me for my body," Jase laughed.

"Well, of course I do, silly boy." I laughed back. Jase manoeuvred me around so that my back was towards the bed and gently pushed. My legs hit my bed and my knees bent and I was flat on the bed. I hadn't worn panties under my skirt as I knew Jason was coming round.

"Oh, a commando today" Jase said as he pushed my skirt up and saw my bare fanny.

"Mm, well, you know, saving on laundry."

"I didn't think you did laundry, doesn't your mum do that?"

"Are you going to get distracted with domestics or what?"

"Oh, what, definitely what." He leaned forward and I felt him blowing up and down my crease. It is odd, I thought, how I am so sensitive on the outside of my fanny, yet feel very little on the inside. When Jase finishes inside me, I don't feel the spurts, just the pulses from his cock right at my fanny entrance. Odd. I don't know if that is just me, or if every girl is like that.

His tongue circled my clitty, pressing and moving the small fold of skin away, and then a finger slid down my valley, my seemingly very wet valley. I felt him slide between the lips of my valley, pressing sightly at my opening before going back to my clitty. Oh I wished he would kiss those lips, they were warm and wanting.

His tongue slid down and replaced his finger, I felt his mouth on my fanny lips and his finger pressed gently at my hole and he slipped slowly in. I could feel the inwards pressure as he pushed up, his finger inside and behind my clitty and the pleasure was intense. I realised I had stopped breathing, just the occasional gulp and release as my lungs craved more oxygen. My back arched, my nipples hard pointing to the ceiling, and I felt my moment. The intense pleasure released, my clitty was sending electric shocks and I know I was screaming.

Jase pulled away, his finger sliding from inside me as I came down from the intense high.

"Wow," he said, "a good one."

"shshhtthh" was all I could manage. My back was still arched, and I was gulping in air, almost gasping. My hands were clenching my sheet, and my toes were digging in too. It really is the most wonderful feeling. I would rather that than lie back and simply get shagged.

I opened my eyes and began to relax. "Wow Jase."

"A good one then?"

"Oh yes," I was in no mind to tease or joke. It had been a good one.

"Can we try, you know, the other way?" Well, I know he had been wanting to, and I had said I would.

"Yes, of course, but I don't tend to get wet there, so it might not go in." I had made a promise, but I still wasn't sure."

"It's okay, I have some lubricating stuff. That should help. Why don't you kneel on the bed?"

I rolled onto my knees; my hands flat on the bed. I really was a bit nervous, and I was still coming back down to Earth a bit, so my mind was a bit foggy. Jase was behind me and I felt him rubbing something very cool around my bottom. I felt as the end of his cock pressed against my bum, and at first nothing seemed to happen, just the pressure of his cock. I didn't know what I was supposed to do, I had no idea what I could do to help him, and then I felt my bum give way, just a little.

"Ooh" I said, it had begun to hurt just a little, but his cock was pushing in. "Slowly Jase, I am not used to this and it hurts a little bit."

I could feel him stretching me open and there was a sharp tug sensation, and I think he was inside properly, the big end of his cock had passed through. He was pushing more, and I could feel him inside me, feel as he slipped along my bowel, my bottom muscles relaxed enough to allow him access to my secret passage.

I think he was all the way inside me, I could feel his stomach pressing at my buttocks, pushing them apart, his balls between my thighs, his cock deep inside where no one else had ever gone. He began to pull back a little and that gave me some relief and I began to relax again, this was not so bad.

Jase started a gentle movement and began to shag me, pulling outwards and then back in, his speed began to increase and before I knew it there was the familiar slap slap. Jase was grunting as he shagged my arse and I realised I was too. I could feel more than when he shagged my fanny, but not really a lot more and it was a little painful. I couldn't say I was enjoying the experience, but it wasn't really too bad. Slap, slap, slap the sound echoed around my bedroom, accompanied by the gasps and grunts we made and then Jase pushed hard forward and I guessed he finished, he twitched and pulled himself slowly out, his cock making a sort of slurp noise as it left me. I felt empty and there was a coolness in my bottom.

"Don't move a minute, let me get a tissue for you." How romantic I thought

"Oh, is it all, you know, messy?"

"God no, it is just the lubrication, let me wipe it up. Are you alright, was that okay, only your arse is still open. Shit, I hope it closes again."

I guessed that my bum hole being stretched open was why I could feel the coolness. "I hope so too Jase." I was sure it would shrink back to its normal self sooner rather than later.

He wiped around my bum, mopping up the lubrication he had used and then he popped off the bed. "Just going to have a quick wash down there," he said, "and throw the tissues down the loo."

Ever the romantic boyfriend, so thoughtful. 

Going Behind My Back

Going Behind My Back

It hadn't been so bad. But not really good either. Jase had thought it great, he loved the way my bum squeezed his cock, but we both kind of agreed we preferred the usual ways. My bum had closed up eventually and Jase had left to go and meet his dad. I dived in the shower to make sure I was properly clean, it had felt dirty, even if it hadn't proven to be so. I checked my phone. Two texts, one from Ash and one from Uncle john.

Ash texted 'free?'

and Uncle John 'wud luv 2 c more of u'

I texted 'y' to Ash and 'i bet u wud' to Uncle John.

I tidied my bedroom and made and neatened my bed then sprayed a little perfume in the air, boys always seemed to leave a smell behind, and I know that Jase is very clean, I think it just the stuff they spray themselves with. The front doorbell chimed, I went down and let Ash in, double locking the door behind her.

"Straight up?" she asked.

"Yeah, why not, you know the way." I followed Ash up to my room. I had no intention of telling her about Uncle John, some family stuff has to remain secret. 

Mum doesn't know that I know, or in fact if anyone knows, and I want to keep it that way, and gossiping about it won't keep it secret.

"How's home?" I asked Ash.

"Same, dad still won't let me go out with boys, but is quite happy for me to see girls. I think he must have a blind spot about girl on girl, he probably thinks it's not possible."

"Well," I said, "we know different don't we?"

"We do."

"So, anyway, any more thoughts of boys and how you could meet them to further your investigations that way?"

"Not really. Ali keeps texting, I have told him not to in case my parents look at my phone, but, well, he just keeps texting."

"What is he asking Ash?"

"Basically will I do with him what you did?"

"Oh great, and if your dad sees that kind of message how will you explain it?

"Oh I shall say you walked out with him, nothing more, and that I don't want to, so I don't know why he is texting."

"Okay, at least I know what to say if your dad ever asks." It is good to be in the same page I thought.

"Anyway," said Ash.

"Anyway," I replied.

"Us. Now."

"Yes."

"I have something to ask, will you kiss me and make out, the way a boy would?"

I hadn't expected that, I thought that we were just into fanny play, but then, I suppose I would expect a boy to kiss and make out before fanny play, so I guessed it was a fair ask. I didn't say anything, I simply took her face in my hands and softly kissed her lips, my tongue tracing the little gap between them, slowly adding a little pressure, pushing my tongue into her mouth.

She fell backwards onto the bed, and I lay half across her, kissing, my tongue probing and I let my right hand roam down and fondle her left boob, feeling for her nipple. She was making happy murmurs and I teased at her nipple through her top, feeling as it got hard, like a peanut on her chest. I slipped my hand up her top and pushed her bra up and off her boobs, my hand now roaming the flesh of her chest. First base, sort of.

"Oh my," she murmured softly as I pulled at her nipple between my thumb and finger, before relaxing them and then squeezing and twisting it. My kissing was as intense as I could go, I was pressing down on her, squashing her lips with mine, my tongue deep into her mouth and sliding across hers. I moved away from her boob and my hand went down, pressing at her groin through her clothes, seeking the shape of her sex through her skirt and panties.

"Oh God Nat," was the response. I pulled the fabric of her skirt up and ran a finger across her sex, the shape of her sex lips easily outlined through her cotton panties. I ran my finger along the edge of her panties and thigh, slightly raising the fabric, letting my finger go inside her panties just a little. I pulled my finger back and traced her sex lips again before moving to her other thigh. I ran my finger along the hem of her panties and teased entering, my fingertip only just inside her panties. I took my hand away and pushed her top up, stopped kissing her, moved my face down and sucked her nipple into my mouth.

"Oh fuck." A rare word from Ash. As I suckled her breast again I traced the outline of her sex, this time pressing a little harder my finger pushing her panties deep into the crease of her sex.

"Do me Nat, oh God, do me." I ignored that, all things in due time. I suckled harder and pressed harder, this time pushing my finger and her panties deeper inside her, wiggling my finger as my tongue worked on her nipple inside my mouth. I pulled back, releasing her nipple and moved down, blowing her fanny as I hovered a centimetre above it, her panties still scrunched up and pushed inside her fanny. I moved my mouth and gripped her clitoris through her panties, pulling and teasing.

I knelt beside her and using both hands I pulled her panties down revealing her sex. Second base.

There was a huge heat coming from her fanny and her fanny valley had a glow and a lustre to it. I moved my nose along her valley, taking in her aroma, so much sexier than the smell of a boy, and then let my tongue run the full length of her sex. Ash was gulping in air, panting, taking deep breaths and thrusting her hips upwards. I pulled back, making no contact and as she waited, wondering perhaps, I wet two fingers with my tongue, and pushed them as deep as I could inside her. Third base.

That took her over the edge and she kind of exploded, all the breath in her body rushing out of her mouth with a garbled 'eurgh' sound then a big gasp in and her breath held, her back arched, her fanny clamped hard onto my fingers. I moved back up and gently kissed her face, her cheeks, her nose and then finally, and very gently, her lips.

Ash relaxed, my fingers freed, and she lay back on the bed, she looked wrecked. Her top and bra were pushed up and her boobs out, her skirt up around her waist and her panties around her ankles. There could be little doubt in anyone's mind what she had been up to. I sat back. It had, to be fair, been a little tiring for me too, but I had some Jase time earlier, so, I was okay.

"Wow." She said.

"I guessed that is what you wanted."

"I had no idea. is that what you and Jase do?"

"Well, yeah sort of, only, obvs we go a bit further these days."

"How much further?"

"Well, all the way."

"Really?" I didn't let her know we had been going all the way for a few days now.

"Well, yes, don't you dare say anything to anyone, no one. Only today, I did something really really private."

"I won't say anything, what, what did you do, I mean assumed you meant sex, his cock in you, so what is more private than that?

"Oh yes, but I let him use my back passage rather than my fanny."

"What! Oh my god, didn't that get poo everywhere, oh my god Nat."

"No, of course not, I had already been when he got here, and well, I had promised him that if he gave me a mind blower, you know with his tongue, that I would do anything he asked for, anything he wanted. And he did, mind fully blown, so, I had to honour my promise."

"But that is not natural, didn't it hurt? I mean that's not where it is supposed to go."

"Oh Ash, that is what gay boys do, and it doesn't seem to do them any harm. Anyway, he wanted to try it, and yes it hurt a little bit, no it made no mess, and no we probably won't be doing it again, both of us found it okay, but not as good as proper sex."

"Does that mean he is gay?"

"No. Lots of couples do that when the girl is on her period, or so I am told. Anyway, it is just another thing that couples can do. I suppose I am supposed to get pleasure that he is getting pleasure, but it didn't feel like that to me. I think we should both get pleasure, not just one of us, that would be unfair."

"Crumbs. So, he went down on you first?"

"Oh yes, and did he ever."

"Oh crumbs. That is mad. So you guys are full on now?"

"I guess we are, yes, so no more Ali situations for me Ash, okay?"

"Okay. I guess I could trust myself, and anyway, what is the worst that could happen? I would get fucked."

"Indeed, anyway, someone," I said pointing at my fanny, "is feeling a little bit left out."

After Ash had left I had another shower. Crumbs I was wearing out the shower today. I put the pasta bake in the oven as mum had asked and sat in the lounge for a bit, I was kind of all bedroomed out for today. I got another Uncle text. 'Still like 2 c more of u'

Really? Well what a surprise. 'too busy' I replied

'Not a no then, hope yet.'

'No'

'do you know wat real man like?'

'real men don't cheat on their wife with their sister'

'oh yes they abso do'

'no. stop texting' I really didn't want anything to do with him. I know that it takes two and all that, and that mum is cheating on dad as much as Uncle John is cheating on Auntie Peg, but my life is just so complicated at the moment. I have a proper can go out and be seen with boyfriend, Jase, and I have a secret whatever I have with Ash. Then there is dad who seems to think I want sex with him whenever I am alone with him. I really do not have any room or time for Uncle John.

'can show u things u don't no'

'doubt it'

'srsly so much to know'

'may b i no enuf stop texting'

'have u used all 3 holes'

I decided to just ignore him at this point, I had no interest in sharing with him what I had or had not done. He was just sounding desperate. I was a bit annoyed with myself that I had actually let me touch me without making a huge scene. I closed my eyes and leant back on the settee, my hand resting in my lap, applying just a little pressure to my clitty, just enough for a warm buzz. I was pretty drained after Ash and earlier Jase.

I was half dozing when I heard someone come in, it was dad. "Hello sweetheart, you okay, mum not home yet?" Well, obvs as her car wasn't on the drive.

"hello dad, yes, no,'

"Want some company on the settee before mum gets home sweetheart?"

"I'm just relaxing dad, tea is on, mum will be home any minute." I really did not want to encourage him.

"Not even a quick cuddle?"

"Now now dad, wait till mum is home." I hope that he was getting the message, I did not really want to be blunt, but, I would if I had to. Dad pulled a sad face and went up to wash.

I heard mum's car pull up and then she came through the front door. "Hello love," she called from the hall, "you are free tomorrow aren't you, I remember that you said you weren't out at college."

"Yes mum, I might see Ash or Jase, but apart from a little course work, yes, at home."

"Oh good, I was speaking to Uncle John earlier, he is picking you up just before 12, he is taking you to lunch." Oh great. So after me saying no, he just uses mum to get to me.

"Okay mum, thanks." Well, what else could I say?

Unwanted Attention

Unwanted Attention

I slept poorly again, the thought of being with my Uncle John was not sitting well. I used to really like him, but, since I turned sixteen and moved on from being a child, he has been rather touchy feely, and I do not need that in my life right now. I decided that I would not wear my usual skirt, I love a skirt, I love the feel of fresh air as it blows around underneath keeping me cool, no, today I would wear my jeans, and a high neck jumper over a blouse that buttoned up right to my neck. No one could accuse me of advertising myself as available. I checked in the mirror, not, in my view, a sexy look.

Uncle John pulled up just before twelve, I had been watching from the front window, I went out and checked the front door was double locked and walked down to his car.

"Hello sweetheart," he said as I got into the car, how's your day been?"

"Okay Uncle John, I have been doing course work." I hadn't, but he didn't need to know that, I had mostly been texting with Jase, talking about the things we liked about each other, and, if it stopped raining this week, that we would go to the woods for a walk again, but we wanted it to have been dry for a couple of days first. No one likes wet grass.

"Ah well, I suppose when you are studying at college, then there is always course work." He drove us along the ring road to the 'Peel of Bells' pub. I have been there a few times with mum and dad, the food is okay, a bit better than mum's and way better than my poor efforts. Mum has said a few times now that I ought to go to the supermarket with her and choose stuff to do an evening meal for us, I really needed to be able to cook, especially for when I left home. I was in no rush, either to leave home, nor to learn how to cook. There is always Uber.

He parked up and we went in, and soon were shown to a table over by the window where we could watch the brook as it bubbled past the back of the pub. "What do you fancy then sweetheart?" he asked, "they do oysters you know?"

"God no, thanks," I had never tried oysters and to be honest, they look revolting.

"Oh you should try them, they have interesting properties."

I had no care what properties they may or may not have. "No thanks, I think I will have the Greek salad." I did not want anything heavy as no doubt mum had another of her carb heavy evening meals planned.

"And what would like to drink?"

"Orange juice please."

"Do you want a vodka in that?"

"God no, in fact, I think I will just have a bottle of still water." I did not want him sneakily putting anything in my drink. I don't suppose he would, but I just don't trust him much at the moment.

He ordered a Salmon salad and he had a bottle of water too. All very civilised so far.

"So, tell me about your boyfriend, what does he do?"

"He is the same age as me and we went to school together."

"Okay, that doesn't tell me much." No, I know, I don't see why he should know anything about Jase. "Go, on tell me more, what does he do?"

"What does it matter Uncle John? I am going out with him, we have good times, and that is far as it goes."

"I am just interested sweetheart, that's all. You know," he said, "with one of them," pointing right at my crotch, "you can pretty much get anyone you want."

"What are you talking about?"

"You are a young woman, as you know, and young women are some of the most powerful people. They are coveted by men and boys of all ages, and some women too, all of whom would pretty much do anything to get a taste of their favours." 

Oh. I could see where this was going. He was trying to talk himself into my knickers.

"Is that why you are buying me lunch, to get to my favours?"

"Perhaps, you will have to decide that for yourself." A waitress bought us our cutlery and bottles of water. I cracked the seal on mine and poured a little into a glass and sipped.

"And what if I do not want to give out favours?"

"Well you are already, to your boyfriend for one, and perhaps others too."

"You have no idea about me and my boyfriend."

"I assume you are fucking, most people your age are and usually have been for some while."

"That is none of your business Uncle John."

At that point our salads arrived, the waitress asking who was having the Salmon, Uncle John indicated it was him, and the waitress gave me my Greek salad first.

"You see what I mean, perfect example. It would have been far easier for her to put my salad down first, but no, she put yours down first, even though she had to twist to do it."

"Don't be silly, she was just doing Ladies first as we have all been brought up to do, there is nothing ulterior is her actions."

"Oh course there is, you were more important than me as far she was concerned, she had been programmed that way, she was just following her programming. Switched on women can take advantage of that. I mean, another example," he said as he forked some of the salmon into his mouth. "Would your boyfriend still be your boyfriend if you hadn't given in to his wants?" He asked after swallowing his salmon.

"That doesn't follow your argument. If I was powerful, as you suggest, then I would have given in to his wants only when I wanted to."

"And didn't you? Did that get you something you wanted? The power of a cunt is strong as well you should know."

"Now you are being crude and obscene, and I am not confirming anything, whether I have given in to his wants or not, or whether they were my wants or needs, not his."

"No, no I am not, and the way that you answered tells me that you have." I ignored him and continued with my salad. He had annoyed me, and if this was his way of getting into my panties, it sure wasn't working. I was more determined than ever to keep my legs closed and away from him.

"Okay, " he continued, "what would your mum say if I told her that you had come on to me, that you had rubbed my trousers and suggested that we went somewhere private?"

"She wouldn't believe you."

"Yes, she would, she trusts me, has been intimate with me for over twenty years. She knows women can get what they want, she believes she holds sway over me. If I say that you were asking for driving lessons and could I help and how could you pay me, that will ring true and it would put the seed of doubt in her mind."

"That is unfair and she would know it is a lie."

"No, it is not unfair, and she would believe me, because not only does she trust me, but she knows that you will want driving lessons, just like every other teenager." He had a point. I had suggested some driving lessons for my birthday, so his words would sound true to mum.

"Well, what would you do to stop me saying that? What would you do to keep your relationship with your mum on a nice happy level?"

"Nothing." He was getting me worried.

"Are you sure? If she thought that you were trying to push in on her territory, ie me, how long before you found that you had to leave home? Where would your nice comfy life be then?"

I was quiet, and I didn't want to look him in the eye. I was getting quite angry and wondering how to get out of the hole I was in. I was sure he was suggesting some kind of sexual activity.

"Are you suggesting I do something with you to keep you quiet? How about I walk out, get an Uber and tell mum you tried to make me kiss you? How would that make my mum react?” I got up, as if to walk out of the door.

He sat back in his chair and laughed.

"Well? I asked.

"Sit down you silly girl. Your mother would not believe you, not for a moment. As soon as you turned your back to walk out the door I would be on the phone saying that you had tried it on with me and had stormed off when I said no. That I didn't know where you were and that I was going to try and find you. She would believe me. Not you. She remembers what hormones do. After all, she did it to me when she was your age."

I sat down. He messed around doing something with his phone and then turned back to me. "Do you want a dessert or anything?" What was this? Back to normality. I could not believe him.

"No."

"Right then, let's go." He went to the bar and paid our bill and as we left he took my hand and walked the other direction to his car.

"Where are we going?"

"We are going to the Travelodge next door where I just booked a room and you are going to explain to me, in private, why I should not tell your mum about how you kept pressing at my trousers as we sat in the restaurant and how embarrassing for me it was."

"I am not going anywhere with you except home."

"I think you are, just imagine, in fact, I might tell your dad first."

"I will tell him about you and my mum."

"He won't believe you. She is very careful to fuck him after every time she and I get together, he is under her thumb. Simple as."

I could not tell him that my dad had already fucked me, my dad might even believe him thinking I was a slut that just wanted it from everyone, and that if I said I had seen mum and Uncle John together the other day, he would think I am just stirring and deflecting the truth. I said nothing. I could not think of a way out of this. How did I get into this position?

We walked through into reception and he collected the key card and the room was on the first floor over looking the car park.

"You can go into the bathroom and freshen up if you like." He said as he shut the 

door."

What could I do? I had no choice. He had me and he knew it. I wondered if I could turn this to my advantage, could I put my phone somewhere and record it all, and somehow use the footage against him?

I went into the bathroom and shut the door behind me, pulled my jeans and panties down and sat on the loo.

"Oh, leave your phone in there sweetheart, we don't want to be disturbed." He was another step ahead. "You can leave your clothes in there too. Mine are on the chair, so not much room for yours."

I felt like crying as I pulled my jeans and panties the rest of the way off, took off my jumper, blouse and bra. I was naked, and I walked into the bedroom.

"Come on love, sit on the bed with me, you have a very lovely body, I think you must know that." I didn't know that, as far as I was concerned my body was just that, my body. It was ordinary, I did not look like a supermodel, nor did I want to. I sat next to him.

"Go on, hold it, it doesn't bite, but then I am sure you already know that."

His cock was sticking straight up, and as I held it I realised it was probably the longest I had seen but wasn't the fattest. It was also kind of bent, shaped more like a banana. His was like Jase's in that it was still covered in skin on the end. 

Perhaps if I stroked him, he would be happy, and I could go home. "Show me how good you are at blow jobs sweetheart, get your mouth round it." No such luck.

I twisted and bent down and put his cock in my mouth. 'It's just a cock' I told myself. I could not get the enthusiasm up to do anything other than bob my head up and down.

"Good grief girl, if that is the best you can do, your boyfriend will soon be your ex. The sooner you do what I want then the sooner we can get you home to your loving family." I think I hated him.

I moved in front of him, releasing is cock from my mouth, and knelt between his legs. I slowly sucked his cock into my mouth and held his balls in my right hand. I moved his balls around his sac, gently squeezing, not too hard as Jase had directed, and licked his cock, my other hand moving the skin down to reveal the end. I pulled the skin fully over his cock end and tried to push my tongue into his hole, and then sucked hard and then licked softly.

"See, I knew that you could do it Good girl. You can stop now." As I pulled away he turned me round and bent me over the bed and I felt his cock sliding down my sex. I was surprised that I was so wet that his cock just slipped straight inside me, and whilst it didn't feel fat and filling the way Ali had, it was sort of hurting, the pressure deep within, I guessed because he was longer than I was used to.

He started a strong hard shag, pulling almost completely out of me and then pushing hard back in, the slap slap seemed to echo around the hotel bedroom. I thought he would never stop, he seemed to be able to keep going and I felt my heat rising as it began to get to me. He pulled all the way out and then pushed straight back in, hard, but this time into my bottom. Was I so wet that he went straight in? This felt very different to Jase. I felt him much deeper inside me and there had been no pain, had Jase broken my bottom?

I realised that the 'urgh urgh' noises were me, in time with Uncle John's shagging of my bottom, faster and faster he went and then he finished. Pushing very hard, reaching very deep inside me, and I felt his release, the first time I had felt a release inside me, "Fuck yes Nat, fuck yes" he said and he reached under and pressed my clitty, pushing it in circles and I finished too, trying hard not to, determined not to, but I did and I released a long scream.

He pulled back and his cock released from my bottom with a gurgle and I felt his stuff dripping down my leg. It was cold as it ran down my inner thigh and made me feel dirty, was my bottom hole gaping open again?

"Shit Nat, once you relax you are a fucking good fuck."

Thanks, I don't think. I am more than a shag.

"Can you take me home now?"

"Don't you want a shower?"

"No, I want to shower at home in my own shower, alone."

"You might want to put some tissue or a pad or something in your panties, you will drip for a while."

"You might go and see if you can get your money back for the room, we only used it for a short while."

"Oh no, I have other plans for this room, don't you worry about that, your Auntie Peg is away and I plan to play."

I felt sore, I felt used, and I felt my body had betrayed me. When I finished it was a simple physical release, I had not enjoyed it, I had not gotten the pleasure I got with Jase, or even with Ash. I didn't think I ever wanted to be alone with him ever again.

 

Sex and Love Making

Sex and Love Making

I had showered thoroughly and was just trying to decide what to do next. I had to control the Uncle John thing somehow, the only thing I could think of was to try and catch him with mum and video them and threaten to tell my dad if he didn't leave me alone. I didn't mind the sex, it was the manipulation, the forcing me to do it with him.

Dad came home and called out as he came in, "I have fish and chips, mum won't be home, she has gone to see Auntie Peg who is under the weather."

I knew exactly where mum would be, pity it was too far for me to walk, or I would have gone and photographed her car in the car park. Well dad would be lucky later tonight then. I ate chips with dad, chatted about college and pleaded a headache and went to bed. I wasn't in the mood for dad's advances.

I was trying to work out how I would know if Uncle John was coming over. I decided that on a couple of days a week I would tell mum that I had full days at college, so wouldn't be home. My old phone still worked on the Wifi, but it didn't have a sim. I wondered if I could set it up somewhere to record whilst I was out. I didn't really know how to do that and I for sure did not want to ask anyone else. I would think about it, and do some research and see what I could do.

Ash texted me and asked if I was free to go round the next day, I said yes, in the morning, only if there were no boys going to turn up. I had the basis of a plan for dealing with my uncle, and I had the promise of a nice day, I awoke a little later to the sounds of my parents having sex. So, perhaps what my Uncle said was true, and that she had met him, had sex and then come home and done it with my father, to still any doubts he may have had. I wondered if Uncle John did the same with Auntie Peg when she was at home. And then it was morning, and I awoke to sounds of mum showering.

I decided I would not give any clues about mum and Uncle John. When she asked how lunch had gone I just said "As expected mum, as I expected." When she had gone, I went and explored their bedroom. I had to find somewhere I could hide the phone where it would not be immediately obvious, but where it could see any action on the bed. There was a pile of clothes on top of the drawers that had been there for a while as far as I could tell, I think they were destined for the charity shop. I put my old phone in amongst the clothes with just the lens visible. I went and lay on their bed and looked. I knew it was there, but it wasn't obvious.

Next I searched the app store and found an app that could do what I wanted. It was aimed at capturing wildlife, but I reckoned it would do what I needed. It was a movement or sound activated video recorder app. When triggered it recorded for a pre-set time, and I decided to set it to recording and it would reset after 30 seconds of inactivity. I made sure that the phone was fully charged, set a new passcode on the phone and hid it in the clothes. I would look tomorrow and see if it had worked. It should catch mum or dad coming into their bedroom and record for a minute. Assuming it wasn't found, if it was, then I could just say that I had lost that phone ages ago. No one would be able to unlock it without resetting it, and so its purpose would be safe. The only flaw was that the battery would have some charge in it. Nothing I could do about that.

The next day I made it clear to mum that I wouldn't really be home all day, I had college, would be seeing Ash and hopefully Jase. I intended to stay out all day and then see what, if anything, the phone camera app had captured. Ash had declared that she did not want to go with a boy the way that I had with Ali, I tried to be supportive and asked if she was okay with me and Jase, she said yes of course she was. Apparently Jase and Me was a public thing, her and me was a private thing.

Jase and I went for a walk through the woods again, we found a nice secluded spot away from the main paths and made out under a big leafy tree, a sycamore I think. When I got home first mum was messing around in their bedroom, and then when she came back downstairs, dad went up. I didn't get a chance to retrieve the phone until the next morning.

I had told mum that I would be in most of the day, but I might pop across and see Jase if he was free. When the house was empty I went and retrieved my old phone and once in my bedroom, I down loaded all the video files on it and saved them to my online cloud account. I gave the first one a quick test, it had worked, it showed mum going into her bedroom. I deleted all the files off my old phone and put it on charge. Right, time to see what, if anything I had caught.

The first three files were just mum going in and out of her bedroom, but the fourth was my solid gold result. Uncle John walking in mum's bedroom had started the camera, he was closely followed by mum.

"Nat or Pat ( my dad )not going to be home, are you sure?" Uncle John asked as he pulled his T-Shirt over his head.

"No, Pat is out of town, and Nat has college on and off all day and she plans to try and see her boyfriend in between if she can."

"I bet she is fucking him."

"She's old enough it is not our concern John."

"Come on woman, get your clothes off."

My mum pulled her sweater off, undid her slacks and pulled them down. She sat on the edge of the bed and undid her bra and then hooked her fingers in her panties, lifting her self up slightly, she slid them down. Uncle John pulled his trousers and pants down as one and stepped out of them, his cock not looking especially hard. He sat on the edge of the bed and pulled his socks off, adding them to his pile of clothes.

"Okay Sis, you know what to do."

My mum stood and then knelt in front of him, her back to the camera, so I couldn't see exactly what she was doing. It seemed pretty obvious from her head movements and the sounds that she was using her mouth.

"That's it sis, get me nice and hard so I can fuck you properly."

Mum continued bobbing her head up and down on his cock and then leant back, stilll on her knees." I think that should do it John," she said, "how do you want me?"

"Lay on the bed Sis, I'll just fuck you missionary today." As mum got to her feet he stood up, his cock now looking much harder than before. Mum got on the bed and lay down. I could clearly see her sex as Uncle John was standing to one side. No hair, like me, and trim with her inner sex hidden away, also like me. Uncle John knelt on the bed between her legs, and I could see he was moving his cock up and down with one hand. He lay down on mum, his cock still in his hand and I watched as he pushed his cock inside her. It was a perfect view; they had managed to line themselves up perfectly for the camera.

I was surprised. I was no expert and Jase and I hadn't done it that often, but when we did, we always took the time to ensure each other was ready. Uncle John just shoved himself inside mum and started shagging. Slap, Slap the sound of sex in mum's bedroom. John's bottom cheeks seemed to flap a little and as he pulled back, they parted a little showing me a glimpse of his crinkled bottom. Mum didn't say anything, at least nothing the camera caught up, and I didn't hear her making the usual sex grunts either. Uncle John went faster and faster, and then he finished. He pushed hard forward and held himself inside her for a moment and then pulled back, rolled off mum and lay beside her.

"Good fuck." He said.

"Good John," mum replied, "glad I could be of service."

Well, it occurred to me that mum did not get a great deal from that. She had, more or less, just laid there and let him use her. How odd. I thought that watching other people having sex was supposed to make you feel sexy, that did not do anything for me. On the one hand I had the evidence I had wanted should I need to try and stop Uncle John pestering me again, on the other hand, I had just watched my mum cheat on my day.

Uncle John got dressed, his socks the last to go on. "You getting dressed?" He asked mum.

"I am going to have a shower first, you know, get rid of any evidence before Pat gets home."

"You going to fuck him later and he doesn't like a cream pie?" I had no idea what that meant.

Mum said nothing in response and Uncle John walked out of the bedroom. Mum took some tissue from the side table, rolled it up and put it between her legs and then left the room. After about a minute the recording stopped.

The next video must have been some time later after mum had showered. The video started with mum walking into the bedroom and dropping a towel on the bed which she straightened out and then lay on. She messed around behind her bed and pulled out her toy. 'Ahah' I thought, 'that's where she keeps it.'

Mum lay back on to the towel and she switched the toy on. The phone camera caught the sound of the low humming. Mum started to slide toy up and down in her sex. I am not a great fan of watching other people do sex things, and I really don't watch porn, it just does nothing for me, and I really should not be watching my mum, but I was fascinated. Her sex looks very similar to my sex, perhaps a little plumper. I imagined the feelings I would have if I were doing what mum was doing.

She moved the toy up and down her sex for a few minutes and then she pushed it slowly inside herself, "Oh yes Pat" I heard her say, "just there love, just there." After a few minutes of self fucking with the toy she pulled it out, moved it slowly up her sex and held it against her clitty. It did not take her long at all, 'Oh Fuck Pat, yes, yes, aargh" and she finished.

That had been unexpected, as had the feelings that I had watching. I felt quite hot down there and when I touched my clitty under my skirt and through my panties, there was a tingle, a tingle just waiting to be exploited. It would have to wait, I refused to get off watching my mum, it was just wrong. Mum wiped the toy on the towel and put it back behind the bed before leaving the room.

The next couple of videos were just mum or dad coming into the bedroom and generally doing dressing or undressing type stuff. The next video had dad come into the bedroom and start taking off his clothes and then he laid on the bed and was looking towards the door, his right hand holding his cock which he was stroking gently. Mum cam in after a few minutes and took her clothes off and lay next to dad on the bed. She leant over and kissed him and moved his hand out the way and replaced it with her own. "Oh yes baby" I heard dad say, "oh yes."

"I love you Pat" mum said between kisses, "never forget that."

"If you keep doing that sweetheart, I won't ever forget." They then spent a few minutes kissing and fondling, mum on dad's cock, dad on her sex, his fingers slowly going inside her and his hand pressing up and against her clitty. Mum lay back and dad rolled over and lay between her legs. Mum took his cock in her hand and guided it into herself. I had a perfect view of dads balls as he pressed his cock deep inside mum, and then he started a slow shag, his bum rising and falling as he pressed into her and pulled out of her. His movements were slow and there was no 'slap slap' as they shagged. Mum had her hands on dad's back, her nails looking as if they were leaving long red rake lines on his skin.

"Yes Pat, yes, oh God" plus other murmured words I couldn't make out. This was a very different sex to what mum had done with Uncle John. This was more love making, with Uncle John it had almost been simply a duty. There had been no joy in that, in this, with dad, the joy levels were very evident. Mum was getting properly shagged and she was loving it. After a few minutes dad stopped and pulled back and lay on his back. 

Mum got up and sat across dad, facing away from him and lowered herself onto his cock. I could see his balls squashed beneath her and I could see mum's sex, but I couldn't see much of dad beyond his balls. Mum started to rock back and forth, rising and lowering onto his cock. "That feels so good baby," I heard dad say, "Oh yes, just like that." Mum's face was squeezed, her mouth open and I could see that she was gasping breaths. Her boobs jiggled as she moved on dad, and I could hear her grunting as she fucked him. I couldn't help but wonder if dad was watching her bum as it moved over him. By the sounds he was making I doubted it. Although I could not see his face, he sounded as if were lost in the moments, mum, from her face, certainly was.

"Oh don't stop sweetheart," I heard from dad and I saw mum seemed to push down a little harder and rise up a little further. Her face was contorted as she filled her sex with my dads cock. "Oh fuck baby" from dad again and I saw his toes bend and curl.

"God yes Pat," mum gasped and she slowed her rocking and leant backwards and slopped moving, "yes, oh wow Pat," and then they both were silent, my mum's mouth making an 'O' as she shivered. I guessed she had finished. Mum pulled herself up and turned around and leant over dad and bent down kissing him. Her sex was open and appeared as a dark black hole between her legs and then my dad's stuff began to drip from her, dad's hands holding her face as they embraced.

Well now, that was totally different to what she did with Uncle John. He had told me that mum went back after she had been with him and fucked dad just so he wouldn't start getting clues about what mum was doing. I thought mum went back and had sex with dad to get a feeling of worth back, to feel better about her marriage with dad. I don't know why mum kept going with Uncle John. Perhaps he had a hold over her or something. I had no idea how i could find out what that was, and even less idea how I could do something about it.

Jase's parents were out of town again, so I went over there after college. I texted mum to say I wouldn't be home until teatime. If she wanted to use that time with Uncle John, well that was up to her. I had decided that Uncle John must be blackmailing her into sex, but I could not think what. If I manage to talk to Gran alone, I might see if she knows why they are so 'close', but I can't do that with mum or dad around.

Jase had done a lunch of ham and salad. Simple, but would keep me going until tea and we sat and cuddled on the settee for a while. "How are your folks?" he asked.

That was unexpected. "They are fine, why do you ask?"

"Oh no reason."

"Oh, okay then. Mine are absolutely fine and enjoying each others company when I am not around, if you know what I mean. How about yours?"

"Not sure." Oh, I wonder if that is why he was asking about mine.

"Why not sure?"

"Well they seem just a little jumpy and snappy with each other. It is just a little worrying."

"Yes, I guess it must be. Are they still having sex do you know?"

"No idea. I don't hear anything."

"There is one way."

"Well, you could always go and look at their bed in the mornings, you know, see if there are any signs on the sheets."

"Eurgh"

"Short of putting a recording device in their bedroom, I don't know how else you would know if you can't hear them doing it."

"I have no idea how to do that, you know bug their room."

"Well, if you wanted to do that, I am sure we could put our heads together and work out a way to do it. Luckily my mum and dad are quite noisy when they are doing it, so I have no doubts."

"I do have an idea. Dad has put some cameras around the house connected to the alarm, so they are supposed to record when the alarm is on. I wonder if I could hack into it and use those cameras? I would have to look around the house and see where they are though."

"What? You have cameras? But we have, you know, sone stuff. Your dad could have recorded us? That is creepy. I don't want your dad watching us, you know, doing stuff." I mean we have done all kinds of stuff in the kitchen, in the lounge, in Jase's bedroom. Luckily we have never used his parent's big bed, but we did talk about and decided not, just in case we left unwanted traces. The thought of Jase's dad watching us as we did stuff was horrible, and it made me think about what I had done to my parents. Wasn't what I did just as bad? I certainly wasn't going to tell anyone; it was only there as a defence in case Uncle John started anything.

"No, don't worry, they only are active when the alarm system is on and I always make sure the alarm is off when we are home. if the alarm goes off, dad can use his phone and see if there are intruders."

"So, in theory, your dad could look at the cameras at anytime and watch you, watch us?"

"No, I don't think so, I think the alarm has to be on. I don't know, I will have to get his password and log into the system and see."

"That is your priority Jase. Is there a camera in your room?"

"Not that I can see, I don't think so."

"I am not taking my clothes off in your house until you have found out where all the cameras are. If you want to fool around, then it is my house or the woods. Unless you can think of anywhere else safe."

"No. I 'll go and get my rucksack and pop a blanket in and we can walk up to the woods if you like, It's dry enough and the blanket should stop anything prickly scratching."

"Oh, you will will you? So you want to fool around?"

"With you, yes, and until I can be sure where the cameras are I don't want to risk sharing my girlfriend with my dad."

"And if I don't?"

"Oh." His face dropped.

"Don't be silly, of course I do, I was just messing. Make sure we have some tissues in your bag, and perhaps a can or two of pop."

It didn't take long to walk to the woods. We used the path around the edge again, and then when we got to the bit that was the thickest, we went into the little clearing we like. It didn't look as if anyone had been there since we were last there. No food wrappers, cigarette ends, nox canisters, nothing. It looked as if our little space was safe and secure. Jase slipped his bag off and lay the blanket, more an old-fashioned car rug than a blanket, on the ground and I sat down. It was fine nothing prodding where it shouldn't.

I lay back and looked at the sky between the leaves. Blue with some white fluffy clouds and some big birds flying in circles high up. It was so quiet; all I could hear was the occasional bird call and if I strained, I thought I could hear a tractor over on the farm.

"Right then," Jase said as he lay down beside me, "no chance of cameras here."

"No," and to think that there might be would be paranoia, and I am not that. "So then, why have you bought me here?"

"To have my way with you of course?"

"Oh, and what way would that be?"

In answer Jase leant over and down and nuzzled his head up my skirt and I felt him blowing on my sex. "mmm" I murmured, "Don't stop."

He didn't. I could feel as he ran his tongue along my panties, pressing it into the crease of my fanny. I moved my legs apart a little more, to give him easier access, and to offer a little encouragement. 

Jase moved around so his head was facing mine, his nose was dabbing at my clitty and I felt his hands on each side of my pants. I raised my bum a little and Jase eased my panties down. I felt the cool air as it hit my fanny and then Jase's warm breath as he blew on me.

The rasp of his tongue was next as he pressed down between my fanny lips and reached the depths of my valley, I shivered with delight as he ran his tongue down to my fanny hole and pressed his tongue inside me, his nose pushing at my clitty. I felt his tongue withdraw and slip back up my valley until it found my clitty and his teeth began a gentle nibble. A finger pressed at my entrance and pushed inside me, it must have been two fingers, and I felt the pressures within change as he moved them around, pressing up at my clitty from within whilst pushing down with his tongue from without.

I was in heaven and I was approaching my finish as he worked his magic with his fingers and his mouth, in and out of my fanny as he fingered me, chewing, nibbling and sucking at my clitty, my senses were in overload. As the sensations grew and threatened to overload me into my finish, Jase slowed and his fingers left me. He stood up and reached down for my hand. "Stand up" he said. He helped pull me to my feet. He leaned forward and kissed me and then he pulled my top over my head and dropped it to the side. Next he put his arms around my back, undid my bra and dropped it onto my top. My nipples tingled as they found the cooler air. Undoing the button and then the zip he let my skirt fall and puddle around my feet. I was naked and it felt exhilarating, there was that remote risk that someone would see me and I didn't care.

I pulled Jase's top off and undid the belt and then his trousers. I knelt before him and pulled his pants and trousers down as one. I held each leg as he stepped out of them, and he too was naked. I licked the end of his cock and teased his skin back. I held his balls in my other hand as I sucked his cock, easing his skin back and forth. Jase began rocking on his heels, almost as if he were shagging my mouth. He pulled me up, his cock sliding from my mouth with a gurgle. He pushed me back against the tree and lifted my left leg, leaning forward his cock brushed at my crease. I reached down and slide his cock along my valley and then pushed it to my entrance.

Jase bucked forward and his cock slid in, the pressure deep within me telling me that he had fully penetrated. He slowly began his shag, the tree bark rubbing against my back, my weight on one leg as he thrust. It was an incredible feeling, naked in the woods and getting shagged up against nature. His cock was filling me and the feeling of it was wonderful, there was a joy, this was unlike the forced sex from my Uncle or the inappropriate sex with my dad, or the simple shag with Ali, this was deep and satisfying joy.

The bark digging into my back seemed to lessen and the warmth and pressure in my crotch grew and I felt Jase push harder and deeper and he held his thrust, I knew he had finished and in that moment so did I. I think I screamed in pleasure as my body clenched and relaxed and my knee buckled and I slumped back against the tree. Spent.

"Wow" Jase muttered and as he lent back a little, his cock slipped out of me. I felt his juices drip from me. I didn't care, I felt utterly wonderful. This was the best yet and a great antidote to what I had seen on the videos.

"Wow indeed," I replied and put my arm down and managed to sit back on the blanket. "Wow doesn't really cover it for me." I managed, my voice a little weak, my breath still gasping.

"No. Well, that was a little incredible, I don't think I know why, what was different?"

"Naked and outdoors, as opposed to just naked or just outdoors? I don't know, but I think I would like to cover up a little now." I said as I reached across him for my bra. "Can you pass me the tissue please?" I asked, took some and rolled it up and used it to stem the flow from my fanny, pants on and then skirt. I was dressed, and Jase had done the same and was also dressed. We sat together on the blanket and just sort of stared into space. We had just had one of those probably rare moments together, the sort that you always strive to re-create, but rarely manage to. 

Revelations

Revelations

When I got up, I went round to see Ash. Her mum was in so we would just be chatting, no opportunity for girl time. We lay back on Ash's bed and looked at her ceiling as we spoke, softly because Ash had left her bedroom door open.

"Have you been able to see anyone?" I asked.

"No. I enjoy our time, I don't feel I need to find anyone else."

"Okay, but, well, you know, I am with Jase too you know."

"Yes, I know, and I really don't mind that. He is a boy and I don't feel awkward about that. I think I would if his name was Susan."

Well that was interesting. "Oh, okay. You know I would not be upset if you were also seeing Susan. By the way," I asked, "who is this Susan?"

Ash laughed. "You silly thing. You know what I mean. Her name could easily be Gupta for all I know."

"Oh, right, only I was going to ask where Susan lives and what does she look like?"

"Oh, she doesn't live far away, and she has long jet black hair and the deepest darkest eyes. Her lips are red and her nails are beautiful and long, manicured."

"Ooh, sounds interesting, what about her boobs?"

"They are not too big with nice pert nipples that beg to be sucked."

"Oh now I am getting very interested, she sounds just like my kind of girl. I would like to meet her."

Ash laughed and we heard her mum moving around downstairs, a reminder that we were not alone and that we should control ourselves.

"What do you do if you want to be alone with Jase?"

"Well, if one of our houses were empty then we would go there."

"And if not?"

"We would walk to the woods, there are a few nice quiet areas where we would not be disturbed."

"Oh, and when you got to one of those areas, what would you do?"

"I think that we would sit down next to a nice big tree and watch the birds as they fly in the sky."

"And that is it? What would you do if you were with me?"

"I think that you and I would sit down next to a big tree and birds? What birds, who cares about the birds?"

"And then what?"

"I would close my eyes and await the gentle touch of my lover."

"And where would you like this touch to be?"

"Oh so light and gentle in the secret place under my skirt."

"Here?" She asked as her fingers rubbed against my panties.

"Ash! Your mum is downstairs."

She moved her fingers up and down, pressing my panties into my crease. "I don't 

care."

I murmured and wiggled my hips a bit and Ash slid her fingers inside my panties and pressed gently on my clitty. Oh my goodness, this was so hot. Was it because we risked getting caught that it felt so good, or was my sex waking? It had been so good with Jase in the woods, and now here, in Ash's bedroom it felt good again. Ash ran her fingers down my crease, so slippery, so wet, and circled my entrance and pushed her finger inside me. Oh my.

"Ashara, I am going to the shop, please do not go out until I get back." Ash's mum called from downstairs.

"Okay mum," Ash called back. Ash took her hand away from me, sat up and faced me before moving down the bed. She put her hands up my skirt and pulled my panties down, leant forwards and ran her tongue along my crease. Oh my. I felt Ash's finger tease my crease open and then Ash blew along my valley, it was an incredible feeling. My breath caught in my mouth and the tickle that started in my clitty rolled down my valley and ran around the edge of my opening as Ash slowly pushed inside me again.

Ash did not move her fingers in and out, I guessed that to her that would be like a cock, no, she rotated them inside me and widened them, creating pleasure sensations with the pressure of her movements. I could not speak, my breath was held within me and my back was arching as the incredible sensations of pleasure took over my body.

Ash's tongue lightly touched my clitty, it was like an explosion and I suddenly slumped, breath rushed from me and I screamed out in pleasure. "Fuck Ash, what did you do to me?"

"I already know the answer, but did you cum?" She asked.

"Oh God, did I ever?" I replied, I had finished and I was finished. I was wracked from head to toe, the spasms that went through me had been unlike anything before. What had happened to me in the past twenty-four hours? Sex seemed to have taken on new depths and the pleasure it delivered was nothing I had experienced before.

"Your yoni is quite beautiful you know?" Ash said, "I wish mine were more like yours. I love the way that yours is all compact and hidden inside, your lips are treasures waiting, not like mine all hanging out."

"I am like my mum in that way," I replied, "but I prefer yours. I love that your fanny lips peak out, welcoming and inviting. So much better than been hidden out of sight."

"I do not know what my mum looks like, she does not go naked at home, she undresses and dresses in the bathroom."

"I have seen my mum a few times, she wanders around upstairs with no clothes on sometimes. We look very similar, her boobs are just a bit bigger." No point in saying that my dad had made the comparison a few times recently, Ash did not need to know that my dad had seen me naked, and more.

I lay there still unwilling to move, dressed but for my panties, resting in the aftermath of something I couldn't explain. "Would you care for me to return the favour?" I asked.

"No, not today, the usual."

"Oh, the curse?"

"Yes, but I still wanted to do you. I hope that is okay?"

"It is a little unfair, but that is okay. No, I am joking, of course it is okay, it is just a little sad for you to miss out. I mean, if you were to use a tampon, I could still, you know, play around the outside."

"I am not allowed tampons, I have to use towels,but, no, it is not an issue. You can kiss me though, and then you better put your panties back on."

After I left Ash I went into town still feeling a little numbed, and decided to grab a frappe at the coffee shop in the precinct. I sat in the corner on the swinging chair and watched people as they walked past. Someone tapped my shoulder. "Hi Nat."

I turned around, it was Brenda, we used to be in school together. "Oh hi Bren, crumbs haven't seen you in ages."

"No," she pointed to the empty part of the seat, "are you waiting for someone?"

"Gosh no, I am just sitting and watching the world go by." She sat down next to me and took a sip at her drink, a coffee by the looks.

"What you up to Bren?" I asked.

"I work part time in Boots. It is not brilliant, but it is something, it gives me money that I can spend or save as I want. I still live at home with mum.  Dad is somewhere else at the moment. You?"

"Oh, college, at home with parents, pretty mundane." I didn’t ask about her dad, if she wanted to say, she would.

"Yeah, life gives you lemons but no idea how to make lemonade." She laughed at her own joke, as lame as it was, I couldn't help but smile too.

"We should hang out sometimes. I seem to have just lost touch and I don't know how that happened." She looked at me as she spoke, there was something there, but I couldn't work out what.

"I know, mad isn't it? We saw each other every day and then suddenly, nothing. I have no clue, it wasn't intentional you know?" I felt as if I needed to apologise, and I didn't quite know why.

"Oh I know, the same here. There we were at school, seeing each other all the time, in class and at break, and the evenings too, and then school finished and we sort of drifted. It is so odd because we really seemed close and yet perhaps we weren't?"

"I feel the same Bren. I didn't realise how much I missed seeing you until you just popped up. We can sort that out. Come back to mine if you like and we can relax and chat and catch up."

"Oh I wish I could Nat, but I am on a break. How about tomorrow? Tomorrow is a day off, I could pop round if you're going to be free?'

"Sounds great, I am free all morning, I have college in the afternoon. Do you still have my number?"

"Yes, unless you have changed it. You mine?"

"Same and no, I haven't changed my number."

Mum was home when I got in. "Stew for tea sweetheart," she said.

"Okay mum, thanks." I went and sat on the settee and thought about today's events. First Ash had given me an unbelievable moment, you hear people say that the Earth moved, and you think 'yeah, right', well, for me, it really did. That is two days on the trot, once with Jase and once with Ash. Then I bumped into Bren in the coffee shop.

 So odd, we were really close at school, and yet, for some reason at the end of term, we just went our separate ways. I was trying to think if there had been a reason, but I really couldn't think of one. She turned left and I turned right and our paths didn't cross. Until today. Right now my life was being very weird.

"I saw Uncle John today," mum said as she came into the room. 'Oh, dad'll be lucky tonight' I thought. "he asked after you."

"Oh, okay." I didn't want to say much more.

"He asked me to say that he would like to take you to lunch again."

Okay. Right. I need to nip this in the bud. "I don't think so mum."

"Oh, why not? You seemed to get on alright the other day."

"No mum, I just didn't say anything."

"Right Natalie Marie, I think you need to tell me what happened. Why don't you want to see him?"

"Mum, look, he just kept saying I looked just like you and then he got a bit too touch feely. I was just uncomfortable and so, no, I really don't want to see him, okay?"

"Oh did he? Are you sure he wasn't just being friendly?"

"Mum, look don't say anything to dad, but a hand up my skirt isn't just being friendly, and when I pushed him away he started making threats about how he would say I tried it on and he refused me. That was quite horrible. I wasn't going to say anything and just not see him again, but, well, it looks like I have to say something. I don't know why me looking like you should make any difference, I mean you are his sister, not an old girlfriend." I added the last bit to give her an opportunity, if she wanted to. I know she was more girlfriend than sister, but she didn't know that I knew.

Mum sat there quiet for a moment. "Right." She said and then took my hand. 

"Okay sweetheart, you never have to be alone with him again. I think he has over stepped. What he did is not on. I will speak to him."

"Mum, I am not sure that is a good idea. He said that if I said anything that he would say that I put my hand on his trousers and rubbed him and asked him to take us somewhere private. I didn't, I wouldn't, I have a boyfriend, and I have no interest in him, he is over twice my age, and eurgh mum, I mean, just eurgh."

I didn't want the conversation to lead to anywhere that ended up with him saying what had actually happened. I would deny it of course, but I never have been an especially good liar. "I just wish he didn't have to be a part of our lives. He scares me a bit mum. I mean he is stronger than me and, well, no, I never want to be alone with him, ever again."

"Oh darling," she leaned over and hugged me, "don't be scared, we will protect you. Your dad is bigger than him and so, well, let's hope it never gets to that." She let go and then sat back. "He was always a bit like that with me," she said. I wondered if she would go the whole way. "And when I was your age, we did fool around a bit. Perhaps he is remembering that when he sees you and you remind him of me back then."

"That was a long time ago mum, I mean you aren't fooling around with him now, I don't know what he is thinking, I just know that what he did now is wrong. I am not a consenting adult for him and never will be." Hopefully that will put ideas into mum's head and hopefully she will start to do something about him and perhaps put a stop to all his nonsense. "You are with dad now and I hope that you and dad are okay, so no need for him in our lives, in fact, mum, I don't think there is room for him. Does he ever help with Gran, she is his mum too? You never say if he does."

"No love, he doesn't, and there is nothing to worry about where your dad and I are concerned."

"Good mum, only you never seem to kiss or cuddle, and well, you know."

"Just because you don't see something, doesn't mean something doesn't happen."

"Good mum, and where your brother is concerned, if he says something happened, it doesn't mean that it did. Okay?" I had to get that in, just in case.

"That is so true. He thinks he saw something years ago, he didn't, it wasn't what he thought, but, mud can stick, you know?"

So, I was sort of right. He has something over mum and is still blackmailing her to this day. "Mum things have moved on, tell him to get lost, he can say all he wants, but there is no evidence, I assume, and well, washing powder is good these days, all things come out in the wash." I wasn't sure where I was going with that, but I just hope that mum thinks about it.

"You’re right sweetheart, things have moved on. Let's not worry about John any more. And, young lady, if anyone, and I mean anyone, tries it on with you and you don't want it and you have said no, you can shout loudly and always remember, kick him as hard as you can in his balls, and if you can't kick them, squeeze them with all your might. You can ring me or dad any time and we will be right there sweetheart."

"Thanks mum. He did take no for an answer that time, so luckily no need for an emergency mum call, I just worried about a next time."

"There won't be a next time love."

After tea I was laying on bed when dad tapped on the door, I had left it open, and he popped his head in.

"Can I talk with you?"

"Yes dad, of course you can, come in."

Dad sat on the end of the bed. "Sweetheart, your mum told me about your Uncle John."

"Oh, okay dad."

"In future, please, do not be embarrassed, if your mum isn't around, you can come to me, okay? You are precious to us, and we will always defend you. Just to say, John won't be coming to this house again. We don't want his actions or lies here. Okay sweetheart?"

"Yes dad, thank you. I will, always. But please, can you promise, we will always be just dad and daughter, nothing more?"

"Yes, of course. Cross my heart."

The way my sex life was at the moment, I did not want to do with dad what I had done with Jase or Ash and end up with the same ending. That would be way too confusing. "I am fine dad, honestly, will you shut the door, I want to go to sleep now dad."

"Okay baby." He blew me a kiss and left. I didn't really want to go to sleep, but I was kind of curious if he and mum would do anything tonight and so I planned to try and stay awake and listen.

I had my music on quietly through my ear buds, just enough to let me listen to the music, low enough that I would be able to hear anything.

"Hush, don't wake her, she's asleep." Dad speaking softly on the landing, I silenced my music.

"She never hears us Pat, she said so this afternoon."

"Really, she said that?"

"Well, not in those words, she said she never heard us 'you know', it was the context."

"Well, that is a good thing, isn't it? We don't really want our daughter listening in to our love life."

"Frankly I don't care. She knows we are adults, she is virtually an adult herself, she knows what goes where. If she hears, she hears."

By this point in the conversation, they were in the bedroom and the sounds became more muffled, but eventually, they were there. The unmistakable sounds of my parents having sex. So, dad was getting lucky because mum had been with her brother, or they were both getting lucky because they still loved each other. I decided to put little dots on my calendar. Blue dots for when I heard mum and dad have sex, red dots for days when I knew she had seen her brother. Be interesting if there was any correlation. I dozed off and eventually must have gone into a deep sleep. My dreams were conflated mixtures of Jase, Ash and Bren. Very surreal.

Mum had greeted me with toast when I went down. Dad had already left for the day. I had no need to examine their sheets, I knew what they had done. After mum left, she didn't say where or why, just a cheery 'tara', I showered. All clean clothes today, a nice lacy white bra, white panties, a skinny polar neck top, also white, and a white and blue plaid skirt. I looked in the mirror and was pleased with how I looked. I toyed with adding white hold ups, but, no, I thought I might save them for Ash or Jase. Today was just a visit and catch up with an old friend.

Bren arrived just after I had finished dressing. She was wearing a mid length red coat over a blue and yellow princess dress, her bust pushing the front forward. I had forgotten that she was a busty girl. "Come in Bren, come in. Do you want a drink, shall we sit on the settee or lounge on my bed?"

"Hello Nat, no to the drink just yet, and if your folks are out, then either will be fine, if they are in, then let's go upstairs."

"I am not expecting my mum back, but she could always just turn up, and my dad will be away all day."

"Let's go up then." She took her coat off and hung it over the banister and followed me up."

We sat or rather lay with raised shoulders, on my bed. "I love your dress," I said, "It is very flattering."

"Thank you. I made it myself so it fits just the way I like."

"I haven't made anything since school, I just don't seem to get the urge. I pretty much live in jeans or a skirt. I do have some dresses, but never seem to be inclined to put them on. Mum and dad stopped telling me what to wear a long time ago."

"I have a small waist and a biggish bust, so I always had to alter shop bought dresses, and so I just decided to simply make my own."

I took the hem of her dress in my hand and rubbed it between my fingers, "this fabric is so soft."

"It is an excellent fabric, hardly needs ironing and has a natural stretch, so I can make it drape and fit properly."

"You made a really good job, I am impressed, you do look quite stunning in it. I bet all the boys are after you."

"I wouldn't know if they were Nat, boys are just, well, they aren't girls."

I had forgotten, how could I do that? Brenda always preferred girls' company at school. Never danced with boys at disco's and never seemed interested in them. It wasn't an issue at school, few of us were particularly interested in boys back then if truth be told. "So, no boyfriend at the moment then Bren, how about a girlfriend instead?"

"No Nat, and are you asking or offering?"

"Oh. I hadn't really thought about it Bren," I replied then stopped talking because she had turned and kissed me full on my lips. Oh.

Her lips were soft and had a nice tasting lip balm over her lipstick and as her tongue sought out mine, her hand roamed gently along my leg. It seemed only right to return her actions and my hand brushed past her arm and found her thigh, warm and soft and welcoming.

She wasn't wearing panties I discovered as my bravery and inquisitiveness drove my hand up her thigh to her sex. She had a light covering of hair and as I ran my finger along her crease I could feel her fanny lips. My desire to see her was overwhelming and I pulled her dress up and bent down and took in her aroma and I tasted her.

"Yes Nat, yes." Bren encouraged me as my tongue slipped between the nicely protruding lips of her fanny and circled around her entrance. Her clitty was much bigger than mine, or Ash's and I sucked it greedily into my mouth as I pushed two fingers into her wet and ready opening. Her breaths were coming in gasps but I hardly noticed, I was too engrossed in tasting her, in twirling her clitty around my mouth, and using my fingers inside her, scratching lightly at the small patch of scar skin inside her.

I opened and closed my fingers, making a scissoring motion, and at the same time I was using my teeth to lightly chew on her clitty. I pulled my fingers out and ran them behind her fanny down as far as her pucker before coming back and this time I used three fingers, and pushed inside her and started a gentle 3 fingers shag and clitty lick. She spasmed, her back arching and as she finished, she squirted into my face. "Oh, oh, Nat, oh my God."

She lay back on the bed panting and looking intently at me, her face smiling and her hands clenching and releasing. "Fuck Nat, don't tell me that was your first time in doing that. That was incredible."

"Well, I have been seeing someone a bit, but nothing serious." I didn't want to go into details, I still wasn't really sure what it was with Ash. "How about you, do you have a girlfriend?"

"No. Listen, look, that was my first time, okay? I don't really know what to do and I really did not know how you would react if I kissed you. I didn't wear any panties so that I wouldn't chicken out. They are in my bag in case it all went wrong, and you slapped me and threw me out."

"Oh you silly thing. I would never do that. The worst is that I would have pulled back and said that wasn't for me. And, as you saw, I didn't do that."

"No, no you didn't. You are the first person to have been inside me, apart from me and the Gyny nurse at the doctors."

"I assume you enjoyed it?"

"Yes, but what about you, you haven't had anything other than a kiss."

"True Bren, so true." I lay back, put my hand up my skirt and pulled off my white panties.

"All of it Nat, I want to see all of you."

Oh. I sat up and pulled off my top and then undid my bra. I rolled over and shimmied my skirt down, and turned again to lay on my back. "There, as requested, what do you think?"

"Oh gosh Nat, you are a sight to behold."

"Well Bren, hold me."

 

Surveillance

Surveillance

"I managed to get into the camera system."

"Good. Can you see what it can see and where is safe for us in the house?"

"Yes. They are in the hall way covering the front door, the kitchen covering the back door, there is one covering the front drive, those all make sense, and then there is one more that doesn't make sense."

"Oh, where is that then?" We were laying on Jase's bed; I had a clear day from college, but had told mum I would be out all day, she could do what she wanted with the day, I had hidden my old phone in the clothes in her room again, so we would see what we would see.

"Mum and dad's bedroom and it points at the bed."

"Oh." I had an idea, "do you suppose your dad is spying on your mum, trying to catch her out?"

"I wondered that, so I looked at all the recordings it made. It automatically records if it sees motion, so none of them are linked to the alarm, they all are on all the time and all record any motion."

"What did you see? Is your mum doing it with other men?"

"No. Nor is she doing it with dad as far as I can see. Plenty of her walking around naked. Lot's of dad naked too, they both seem to sleep naked. But no sex at all. Isn't that odd? Should I be worried?"

"I dunno, perhaps old people grow out of it? Mine haven't, perhaps they are not normal like that? I don't know. I don't think I would like to see my parents having sex, so you are lucky there. But at least you have achieved one thing you wanted."

"Oh, what's that?"

"You did tell me that you had tried to see your mum naked, well now you have. Did it live up to your hopes pervert boy?" I laughed as I spoke so he knew I wasn't being totally serious.

"I did didn't I? That was ages ago before we got together, and no, mum naked didn't do anything, you are far more beautiful, and it is you that I see in my dreams. I still can't work out why there is a camera in the bedroom."

"There must be a reasonable explanation. Why don't you ask your dad about the cameras and where they are, and what was his reason for putting them there?"

"I could I suppose. Anyway, what about you? What did you get up to yesterday? 

"My day was very boring, so boring I don't even remember half of it, I may have slept through it. Day before I saw an old school friend, Brenda Arkwright, yesterday she came around and we caught up. She isn't seeing anyone at the moment and is working in Boots I think she said. I told her that I was seeing someone and a bit about college. Yeah, it was fun to catch up." It goes without saying that I did not mention what Brenda and I did, I just don't think Jase would like to hear that his girlfriend got royally fingerer and sucked by an old school pal. No, I don't think that would go down well at all.

"Cool. I don't see many of the old school lot, I never really got on with them, so, little to miss and little to catch up on."

"It is odd, because Bren and I were as thick as thieves at school, then term ended and we just never kept in touch. No reason, but just very odd. I may see her occasionally, perhaps grab a coffee in town or something like that."

"No, I don't think you mentioned her. Anyway. Your parents naked. What was that like? What do they look like?"

"Just naked nothing special, what about yours, now that you have actually seen them naked?"

"Uncomfortable if I am honest. Mum's boobs kind hang down a bit, and dad's stomach is not a pretty sight."

"Does she shave?"

"No, it is a bit of a hairy mess down there."

"Oh no, eurgh, what about your dad, does he shave, is he, you know 'big'?"

"He doesn't either and yes, he is kind of."

"You take after him then? That is good, I like your cock."

"Are you saying that you would therefore like my dad's?"

"God no, too old, no I like my man to be big and young and hairless."

"That is good. Very good."

I stood up off the bed and pulled my top up and off. I undid the button and zip and let my skirt down. I was standing in front of him in bra and panties. "Well? What d you think big boy?" I laughed.

"Very inviting," Jase replied as he pulled his T-shirt off and pulled down his trousers just leaving his boxers in place.

"I agree," I laughed, "now what?"

"Come back next to me and we will see what."

I lay next to him on the bed, as I lay down Jase stretched his arm out, so i found myself in his arm as I lay, and we cuddled like that for a while and then I rolled over and kissed him. As I kissed him I felt his hand cup my left boob, and then slowly he squeezed and rolled my nipple through my bra. I sat astride him and could feel his hardness, mmm, and then he was using both hands on my boobs. 

He was not too hard, it wasn't like wringing out a dishcloth, he was gentle and my nipples rolled under my bra. He moved his hands behind me and I felt him working my bra catch and then the slight tightness and support was gone, my bra was undone and my boobs were free.

I rubbed my crotch back and forth along his cock as I felt his warm hands now on my naked boobs, squeezing and teasing at my nipples, small jolts of pleasure shooting from my nipples as he applied pressure. I could feel the skin of his cock moving as I rubbed back and forth and his kissing became stilted a little as he was gasping for breath. His cock pushed through the vent in the front of his boxers, and now all that lay between my sex and the hardness of his cock, were my panties. My panties were firmly pushed into my valley, clinging to my sex lips as they became soaked with my arousal.

Jase released my boobs and I felt him pull my panties to one side and with a thrust he was inside me. I felt like a dirty girl with my knickers pushed aside for a quickie, and I rode him as hard as I could, pushing him deep inside me and then pulling back, his cock almost leaving, but I didn't allow that, back in it went, and almost out and then deep with again. I pushed down hard onto his crotch, taking every inch of his length as we fucked on his bed.

Deep I pushed him and then almost out as I rose, time and time, feeling the swelling of my opening as I took all that he had. He pushed up hard and gripped me around my shoulders, and he flipped us. I was now on my back on the bed and he was driving into me. Harder he pushed the slap of our sex loud in his bedroom and he held his breath, he pushed deep and he emptied inside me, his voice a bellow as he finished. My breath was held and as he filled me with his juices my body spasmed and I finished with a scream of delight as I pushed up to his driving me down.

I slumped back on the bed spent, and Jase collapsed on me, his full weight pressing and squashing my boobs.

"Fuck" he said and rolled to one side, his cock sliding out with a slurping noise and he lay on his back next to me. He was naked except for his boxers, his cock softer now hanging through the vent, but glistening and white.

I don't know what came over me, I had never intended to do this, but I leant over and sucked his soft juice covered cock into my mouth and tasted his juices. Slightly salty but in no way unpleasant and as I licked and sucked at his cock it started to harden once more. I pulled away and licked my lips and lay back down. 

Wow. Another moment of utter mind blowing pleasure. If sex was always like this, why weren't people doing this all the time?

When I got home, mum was in the kitchen preparing tea, pork chops she said. I rushed upstairs and as her bedroom door was open I quickly retrieved my phone to see if it had recorded anything. It had.

Mum had presumably had a shower and was sat on the bed when her phone rang. She pulled the towel tight around herself and answered what was obviously a video call.

"No John, you can't come over."

"No John I won't lower my towel, and no John, I am not going to sleep with you."

"I don't care what you say or to who."

"No John, Nat doesn't want to see you either."

"No, she doesn't care what lies you tell."

"No, I know exactly what happened when you went for lunch, Nat told me."

"She said you would say that. John I don't believe you. You are no longer welcome in this house. Do not call any of us."

"No John I am telling you, I am never sleeping with you again."

"Say what you like. Goodbye." and mum put the phone face down on the bed, stood up and started drying herself with the towel. It is true, naked, we do look very alike. When she sat on the edge of the bed and her legs parted, her sex opened and I could see her valley glistening, I hoped it was in anticipation of dad, and not from memories of Uncle John. I hoped that the John part of her life was now over.

I copied the video to my secret cloud and deleted it from my old phone. I think I left the phone on accidentally and just popped it onto my shelf. I went down to chat to mum whilst we waited for dad to come home for tea.