Borrowing my boyfriend

Borrowing my boyfriend

Dad said he was out all day and as I munched my breakfast toast he kissed mum goodbye, waved a hand at me and was gone.

"Mrs Wilson was very happy with your help, she told me to be sure to thank you for everything." Mum said as she poured some milk into her tea, and then sat down on the other side of the table from me.

"Oh? Well, you know, I didn't mind. Mum, can I ask you something?"

"Yes, sweetheart, what?"

"Your tablets, I mean, if they are experimental, are you having to provide feedback or something?"

"Yes. They offered me them as a trial and are paying me a small amount of money. I then have to go on to an online account and report what changes I am seeing and any impacts."

"Are you telling them that your family have become sex mad?"

"Yes."

"Do they feed anything back?"

"Well the reports are anonymous, so they don't know specifically who is saying what. So far they have not given me any general feedback updates."

"Oh, okay. It just occurs to me that a drug that causes people to become very sexy feeling, and that affects people around them, could be quite dangerous in the wrong hands."

"I hadn't thought about that sweetheart, yes, you are right, and it could also be very lucrative for the company that makes it. Viagra was like that. The use now is a side effect for what it was originally developed for."

"Yes, I read about that. Heart problems I think, and now for men who have problems."

"Indeed, not that your dad needs to use it."

"No mum."

"Anyway, back to Mrs Wilson, she said she would love you to pop round for a chat when you can."

"Okay mum, I will see what I can do." I was in no hurry to go back if I am honest, I would rather see Ash and Bren who are my own age, but, I will go, just not quite yet. It never hurts to keep people sweet.

"Is there a Mr. Wilson mum? Only I don't think I have ever seen him."

"Oh yes, he just works away a lot, he is a Merchant Seaman or Oil rig guy or something. He is here for a while, and then away for weeks. He is, shall we say, a large man."

"Oh?"

Mum pointed to her groin, I raised my eyebrows and she said quietly, "don't ask."

I laughed and said "Oh, okay." I did wonder how she knew, and as I thought dad was quite a large man down there, how much larger could he be? Oh well.

Bren texted me 'all clear if you still want to.'

I texted back that I would see if Jase was still up to it. Jase was and he was free today. After much texting we decided Jase's house was best. Bren's mum dropped her off at mine not long after mum had gone out, but these days I never know if dad is just going to turn up out of the blue. I don't mind that if I am with Jase, I can just shut my bedroom door, but with a girl, or a girl and a boy? No. That is something I definitely do not want dad to know about.

"You ready for this?"

"Yes."

"Good, now, we must act as if we have never done this before, I do not want Jase to know that we have already been lovers. Okay?"

"Yes, I will be a bit shy anyway because of Jase, so, should be easy, no acting required."

"Good. Right, shall we go over there then?"

It didn't take us too long to get to Jase's, luckily it wasn't raining, just a little dull.

Jase was wearing T-shirt and shorts when we got there, I was of course in my usual and Bren was in another of her wonderful dress creations. 

"Do you want a drink, or shall we go up?" Jase asked after the introductions - Bren Jase, Jase Bren.

I didn't want a drink yet and neither did Bren, so we went up. "How do you want to do this Nat?" Jase asked, You two, you know, do your thing, and I kind of join in at the appropriate point?"

"Er yes, I guess, when you say, us two do our thing, we don't exactly know what that is, so I think we will just work it out as we go along." I pulled my top off and then my skirt so I was in bra and panties. Bren had undone and slipped off her dress, and was in just panties, Jase by now was naked.

"Do you want to touch it?" I asked Bren as I took the last of my clothes off, so I too was naked.

"Yes, do you mind," she said.

Jase walked towards her his cock jutting out in front of him. "You can't really hurt my cock, just don't squeeze my balls, 'cus that will hurt and probably be game over for today." Jase said, taking her hand and putting it on his cock.

As Bren touched her first cock, my Jase's cock, I went and lay on the bed, my feet on the pillows, my head at the foot end, almost hanging off. Looking backwards I saw Bren moving Jase's cock skin back and forth. "Hell it's bigger than I thought, and it is hard."

"It's just an average cock Bren, I am sure you will see plenty bigger or smaller. It's just a cock. Are you going to see to Nat now?" Jase asked.

"Bren" I called, "come and stand over me, I want to look at your fanny."

Bren pulled her panties down and finally we were all three naked. She walked to the bed and stood over me and I examined her fanny as if I had never seen it before. "Wow Bren, your fanny is so beautiful, can I kiss it?"

She stooped down and leant forwards, her arms resting on the bed and I was able to lick her.

'Ooo" she said, "oh that feels nice." As if we hadn't done this loads of times. "I am going to look at yours too."

Bren leant further forward and as she lowered her hips my face was full of her fanny. I felt a tongue on my fanny and made suitably appreciative noises. I licked Bren's fanny, my tongue sliding from her clitoris towards her entrance which I could see but barely reach. I managed to bend my arm up and dab a finger around her entrance and then slowly I pushed inside her. Bren took the cue and started to run her finger around my fanny entrance. My pretend appreciative noises had now gone, I was genuinely enjoying her attentions and my murmurs and groans were real.

"Ooooh, crumbs," I whispered as Bren pushed two fingers inside me and my newfound ability to feel from within my fanny, took me to a new height of pleasure. I hoped Bren was getting the same with my fingers inside her. I opened and closed my two fingers, and as they closed, I partially pulled them out, before pressing them in deeply, fingering my friend.

I saw movement and Jase's cock appeared in my view. I slowly pulled my fingers out and Jase pressed his cock at her entrance. I felt her tense slightly and then Jase started pressing. His cock began to sink inside her slowly filling her fanny with her first encounter of cock. She stopped her finger movement in my fanny, and I watched as Jase began to pull back out. I was amazed to see that as his cock pulled back, her fanny skin seemed to stick to his cock and come out with it. 

It seemed to take Jase an age to pull out, he paused before he was completely out, and then he pushed back in quite quickly and then he got into a rhythm, shagging my friend an inch from my head. Her fanny was stretched tight about his cock, flexing and taking his meat.

I had never appreciated the noise fucking makes, it is definitely slurpy and also squishy as well as the slap noises of skin on skin, but the slap noise is all you normally hear. Bren was beginning to rock slightly and I managed to press my tongue against her clitoris to add to her stimulation. I could not really hear her breathing but it felt to me that she had stopped regular breathing and was now just taking in gulps.

Jase was now going in full flow, a steady rhythm of emptying and filling and then he pressed hard and held and I felt his balls twitch on my forehead. He pulled back slightly and then pushed in hard again and slowly he withdrew. As his cock fell from her fanny it was followed by a gush of his goop which poured over my forehead.

Bren was quivering and as Jase stepped away and my tongue gave a hard press her orgasm rolled through and she bucked once on me and then collapsed, laying flat on me. "Oh shit," she said quietly and rolled off to the side. I rolled the other way, swung my legs and got off the bed, Jase's goop dripping down my throat. I gave Jase a smile and a thumbs up and looked at Bren.

"Well Bren, how was that? Is my boyfriend any good or should I go and look for a different model?"

"Shit." She seemed to have given up on vocabulary and succumbed to only 'shit'.

"And how about you Jase? No, don't answer that, but you could pass me a tissue if that's okay?"

Jase handed me a box of Kleenex and I wiped the drips from my face and then leant forward and kissed him as passionately as I could, he kissed back, his fingers roaming in my groin as he kissed. I felt his cock twitch and harden, and I fell back on the bed pulling Jase with me. I reached down and guided his hardening cock inside me. Oh that was so much better than Bren's two fingers. I felt him fill me, stretch my fanny and as he penetrated, I felt his progress as he moved deeper into my fanny.

It was a slow shag, perhaps because he was still recharging, or perhaps because he and I were lovers and not fuckers. In my minds eye I could see his cock taking my fanny insides out with him as he pulled back, and felt them as he pushed them back inside as he re-entered. It was loving and I held him close to me as he filled me with his love and then eventually his gloop. As he climaxed I reached up and kissed him, feeling his pulses through his lips took me over the edge and I joined him in orgasming.

Jase pulled back and stood up, and I sat up and looked across at Bren. "Now then, is your brain working now Bren?"

"Yes. Wow. Okay." Bren turned to Jase and said to him, "Thank you Jase. I didn't know what to expect, and now I do. I think that you have set a high bar, I have little to compare you to, but that was a really mind blowing thing. I understand now." Jase made a sort of bow, and then Bren turned to me.

"Thank you for giving me a loan of your boyfriend, and, well, you know, the other thing, that was quite something. Now I need to find a boy that is the mix of you two. Christ that'll be a challenge."

"Well, Bren, when you do, you hang on to him." I squeezed Jase's hand, "I am lucky and you can't have Jase because I am not letting go."

I would chat privately with Bren later away from Jase and find out exactly what she had thought and felt. I was not of a mind to let Jase do that again. I was surprised at just how jealous I had felt, and how it had made me feel a lot closer to Jase and how it was no longer, for me anyway, just shagging. We had moved on in our relationship, this was something more.

 

The next day I was laying on Bren's bed looking at her ceiling. "What did you really think, now that you have time to rationalise it in your brain?"

Bren was lying next to me, her head tilted to the side looking at me. "I am still confused."

"Oh, why is that?" I asked.

"Well, I adore being with you. I love your touch, I love your kisses, your fingers in me, your tongue on me, I love, love that."

"Okay, thank you, I love it with you too. But?"

"I also liked the feel of the cock, it was an unbelievable feeling inside me, fingers and carrots don't come close."

"Okay," I was getting repetitious. "But?"

"I think I prefer you, as much as I liked him, I prefer your softer gentler feel. Boys are, oh I don't know, rougher. Like wool compared to the silk of girls."

"Okay, " really! "I love the silk, but I also love to be wrapped in wool. If, and this is a big if, if I had to choose, I would choose boys. They can be gentle, perhaps not as soft as silk, but perhaps like rayon. But, for me, nothing that you can do can come close to feeling the way a cock feels when it is deep inside me. As much as I really love going with you, do you understand?"

"Maybe. I can't help how I feel, but then I don't have much experience. I have had one cock inside me, once."

I of course had many more, but I wasn't going to let Bren know that. "Well, I don't have much more experience, just more often with Jase." I wasn't going to mention Ash, or Mrs Wilson, or the other boys, or my dad. No. Best not.

"No, okay."

"And I am not going to lend you Jase again. That was a weird feeling watching my boyfriend shag someone else's fanny and I don't think I liked it."

"Jealous?"

"Yes, I think so. I didn't expect to be, for me, up until then it was just sex and pleasure with Jase, but after watching his cock saw in and out of you from an inch away, it changed me. I am not saying I am in love, but I certainly feel different."

"How does Jase feel? Does he want to do it again with someone else?"

I didn't mention him doing it with his mum, "He says not, he says he only wants to go with me, but Jase is not stupid. He knows how I feel about it and is hardly likely to tell me that he wants to go with other girls."

"Was I that bad at it that he won't even think about going with me again? Crumbs, that is a bit of a ego blow."

"Oh no Bren, don't be silly, no, not at all, you were brilliant, he loved shagging you, it is just, he doesn't just want sex," he probably does, he's a boy after all, "he just enjoys it more when it is part of a relationship. You were great, no one would have guessed it was your first time."

Bren rolled on to her back and sat up then moved across and straddled me, her fanny atop mine, she leant forward and gently kissed my lips. I ran my tongue gently along her purse and felt the heat of her tongue as it pushed back. My hands found her breasts, pressed hard against mine, and unable to easily fondle, I lowered my hands to her bottom. I eased her buttocks apart, my fingers sliding down her crease, playing with her crinkle I went further and just managed to reach the edge of her fanny.

"Mmm, Nat, yes," she murmured into my mouth as I gently rubbed just at the edge of her fanny. "I want you so much." She stopped kissing and edged herself down my body, pausing to suckle my nipples, each hardening at her touch, before running her tongue around my navel which gave a really peculiar tickle, and then, finally, she reached my treasure. Her fingers gently eased my fanny lips apart, and as she did so I widened my legs as much as I could, and her tongue just touched the bottom of my valley.

"Oh fuck yes," oh that felt so good, like electric, but not, like tickling, but not. I felt her push her fingers inside me, I felt as they entered me, stretching like a cock, but not. Bren started to finger me, pressing in deep, her palm squashing my fanny lips back against me, and then pulling out, her fingers almost leaving me, my inside feeling empty, a void, waiting to be filled. A finger, or was it two, pushed inside and I felt it curl and a nail roughed against my little wrinkled patch inside, a new feeling, as if my inside were magnified, the ridges of my wrinkle were wide apart, and her nail flicked everyone like going the wrong way across a ploughed field.

Bren sat up and I was suddenly empty and untouched, I felt cold all of a sudden. Bren turned around and crouched above my face, her fanny lowering until it touched my lips. I teased her plump protruding inner lips apart and sent my tongue in search of her valley floor. I felt fingers teasing at my fanny lips and then at my opening. I tried to ease my hips upwards to encourage her fingers to enter. 

I bought my hand around and I ran a finger along the skin just behind her fanny, running a nail along that little crease before her bottom. I felt her twitch.

Her fingers began a gentle and rhythmic shag of my fanny, pushing in deep and then withdrawing almost all the way. Teeth nibbled softly at my clitoris, and I managed to reach her clitoris with my tongue, allowing my finger to push inside her hot wet fanny. I ran my nail over her internal crinkle, feeling each bump as I went, trying to push at her clitoris from within. My concentration was failing, I was on automatic, stroking and licking her, but my body was reaching a crescendo, my breath was held and there were bolts of electricity flowing from my groin to my nipples and my navel. The tickles became intense and my back spasmed, my orgasm exploded through me, and I collapsed back onto the bed, spent.

As I regained my senses, I realised that Bren had orgasmed too, and had rolled to the side, panting, trying to regain her composure. "Shit, who needs boys?" She asked.

I said nothing, because, as good as that was, it wasn't as good as a nice cock ploughing my furrow.

Not Like Father

Not Like Father

After Tea at Jase's, we all sat in the lounge. So far it had all been very amicable and nothing to cause me any of the feeling of unease that I had expected.

"Strange situation that we are in Natalie," Jase's dad said. Uh oh. Here we go.

"In what way?" I asked.

"All this business that we can't talk about, yet that we all accept."

"Oh. Yes, that. I suppose."

"You with your dad. Jason with his mum. Something we all seem to accept as normal." I wondered how he knew about me and dad, but, it happens, so what.

"It has bought my mum and dad closer together though Mr Mills. They are very much more, er, intimate, now than they were before."

"Well yes, and the same here, but, still, sex with our children is odd, and what is odder is that we accept it."

"But Mr Mills we know it is not something that we talk about outside our family, so, I think we know what is acceptable and what is not, and certainly in my house, everything is fully consensual, none of us are doing anything we are uncomfortable with." Now that was a little nod towards Jase who in his own words was not hugely comfortable with having sex with his mum. I am assuming his dad hadn't made advances towards Jase. Now that would be odd.

"How would you feel Natalie, if Jason and his mum were to go upstairs and have sex?"

"I, er, well, I guess I would be a little jealous."

"Would you want to watch them?"

"Crumbs no, I don't like watching people have sex."

"You have seen your parents have sex?"

"Well yes, they are, as I said, pretty frequent and they never close doors. It is a bit difficult to miss."

"And has your mum seen you with your dad?"

"Yes."

"And?"

"Nothing Mr Mills, she saw it, and that was that."

"How do you think I would feel seeing Jason have sex with his mum, pleasuring her?"

"I don't know Mr Mills, it might make you want to be with Mrs Mills more?" I said that in the hopes that it might encourage him.

"And how do you suppose Jason would feel if you and I were to go upstairs and have sex?"

"I don't know, he is just there, why not ask him?"

"Well Jason, how would you feel?"

"I don't know dad, it never occurred to me that you might, that isn't why Nat came here."

"No, but everyone seems to be having sex with everyone else, and the only two 

left out as a couple are me and Natalie."

Well, that was an uncomfortable conversation. I had not, even once, imagined having sex with Jason's dad. Nor, particularly, did I want to.

"I think Mr Mills," I said, "That when we all go upstairs, that you and Mrs Mills should go to your bedroom, and that Jason and I should go to his, and I would expect that those are the rooms we wake up in."

"Wise words Natalie."

Hopefully that was that.

As I was laying in Jase's arms, I whispered, "odd conversation, do you think your dad wants to shag me, is that what that was all about?"

"Could be."

"How would you feel about that?"

"Well. I am fucking my mum. You are fucking your dad. I suppose dad has a point, you fucking my dad is the missing thing."

I was quiet. Jase hadn't said he would be horrified, he hadn't even ruled it out. I suppose even I hadn't ruled it out.

In the morning Jase and I were sat eating toast in the kitchen when Jase's mum came in.

"Morning you two," she said, "sleep alright?"

"Yes, thank you Mrs Mills," I said, Jase just nodded. It seems he wasn't really a morning person. I had loved the feeling of waking up in his arms, his cock hard between my buttocks, and when I jiggled a little, he pressed forward, and his cock entered me. We made a slow gentle love, his cock moving gently within me, but still stretching me, filling me."

"Jason, go and get dressed, I need to go to Tesco and I want you to come with me. No arguments, we won't be long, Natalie will still be here when you get back. Natalie you can have a shower whilst we are gone if you would like love?"

Oh, that was a surprise. "Okay, yes Mrs Mills, that would be nice."

"There is a clean towel in there for you, Mr Mills is still in bed, right then Jason, go and get dressed."

"Yes mum," he said. He seems to just do what his mum says.

After they had gone, I went up and took the towel from the bathroom and went back into Jase's bedroom, undressed, wrapped the towel around me and went into the bathroom. Their shower was nice, more powerful than ours, and I really enjoyed playing it across my fanny, so much that I almost, but not quite.

I got out of the shower and started to dry myself, patting myself with the towel when Mr Mills walked in. I suppose I shouldn't have been surprised. He was naked, his cock hard and similar to Jase's. I guessed that this had all been arranged.

"Very nice Natalie, I can see what Jason is attracted to."

"Er, right." Not sure what else I could say.

"Come with me my dear and we will complete the circle." He reached his hand forward and took mine, taking me through to his bedroom. "Lay down my dear," he said. It was pretty obvious what was to come, and, well, Jase must have realised too. Should I put on a good show for the camera for Jase to watch, or should I just lay there and let him do it?

I lay on the bed and Mr Mills moved up between my legs, his face at my fanny. His tongue moved up and down my crease, and at this point I realised I hadn't washed myself inside, I probably still had Jase's creams inside me. Oh well.

His tongue pressed in between my lips, I got the feeling that this wasn't something he usually did, he felt hesitant, but still it felt good, and I knew he would get a good taste of my fanny, I wondered if Jase would get a good view of his dad's bum when he watched the camera footage.

I was getting into it, Jase's dad began to also use his finger, sliding inside me, as he licked my fanny crease. I assume that he was satisfied that I would be ready as he stopped and moved up to lay on me. He used his hand and guided his cock into my fanny and pushed, filling me the way Jase does, my fanny stretching to take him, his balls resting at the top of my thighs.

"Mmm Mr Mills," I said, that feels good, "yes." Well, I wasn't going to lie. It did.

He began to move, his cock sliding fully in and then almost out of me, my eyes closed I could almost imagine it was my Jase, not his dad. Almost, but not quite. There wasn't the tenderness in his movements, it was sex, not love making. I put my arms around his back, my nails digging in slightly and every time Mr Mills was at full penetration, I pressed my nails a little harder into his back.

It began to feel good, in fact really good, his cock was a good size, it stretched me as a cock should, it filled me, reaching my depth, pressing at my inside, after Jase earlier, I knew that I would be pleasantly sore. He began to go faster, and I felt my electrics begin, small jolts shooting from my clitoris into my fanny and up to my nipples. My bottom tightened and my fanny squeezed and my orgasm began to rumble through me.

"Oh God Yes Mr Mills," I gasped as my body erupted, taken over the edge by my boyfriend's father as he squirted once, twice, deep inside me, before slumping and laying on me, gasping for his breath as I gasped for mine.

He rolled off me and lay on his back. After a few moments he said, "You better go and grab another shower before Jason comes back."

"Yes Mr Mills." And that was that. It felt as if it was more something he felt had to be done, I didn't feel as if I had encouraged him, rather that I had accommodated him.

"You know what happened after you went out," I said to Jase later when we were alone in his room.

"Yes. Mum told me that she had organised it. She didn't want any underlaying complications. I presume that you expected it."

"Oddly no, but when I had finished my shower and your dad came in, naked, I wasn't surprised. I just went along with it."

"Were you okay with it, did you enjoy it?"

"Jase, he isn't you. It was just sex. You can see on the camera if you want, it was just a shag. I shan't be in a hurry for a repeat. He really doesn't seem to be that into sex. I kind of felt he was doing it because he felt he had to, that it was expected of him."

"I think mum feels the same when he fucks her. I think that is why she throws herself at me, trying to get the sex she wants from dad, but doesn't."

"I wonder if your dad would benefit from Viagra?"

"Doesn't that just help a man get hard? I don't think it makes him want to do it more."

"I don't know really; it was just an idea. I didn't do anything to encourage your dad, and if I am honest, he didn't really seem to enjoy it. I feel a bit let down."

"He didn't fuck mum, as far as I know for months, if not years, so these recent events have been a marked improvement. God I hope I don't get like him in the future."

"If you are with me in the future I won't let you."

"Why would I not be, with you I mean?"

"I met get fed up with the lack of attention and replace you."

"Oh. Are you suggesting a lack of attention?"

"It worries me that you have to ask."

"I was giving you a breather after dad."

"Believe me, I need no breather after your dad."

Jase stood up and took his top and joggers off, and then pulled his pants down. His cock was hard and looked, to me, quite ready to go. He moved to me and pulled me into a sitting position, removed my top and undid my bra. Laying me back down he undid my skirt and then pulled it down with my panties. We were both naked. He lay next to me on the bed and gently squeezed my breasts, first one then the other, and then slightly twisted my nipples, first one then the other.

Leaning over he sucked my left nipple and then moved down to my navel, running his tongue around it before pushing in, it gives a very weird tickle when he does that. He moved down and licked and sucked my pubis, and then he moved to my upper left thigh, right next to my fanny, but not touching. Jase moved away and then he was licking and sucking my right thigh, again not touching. I felt a warmth inside me, I think because Jase wasn't actually touching me. A finger touched me between my fanny and my anus, and then it moved away.

A tongue very briefly licked my crease. A finger touched my opening and pulled away. He was being a tease, or was he hesitant because his dad had just shagged me? A finger slowly penetrated, pushing in all the way, his palm pressing on my crease, opening my valley. I felt very wet under his hand. His finger slowly withdrew and then returned, this time there were two, opening me, stretching me more, tickles and electrics began to move, my breath began to shorten.

He wiggled his fingers inside me, stretching my insides in two directions, it felt wonderful, I couldn't tell exactly what his fingers were doing, but I had a feeling of widening and stretching, and I loved it, the tickles grew more powerful. A touch on my clitoris, it must have been his other hand, I wasn't watching, my eyes were closed and I was just enjoying the feelings, the feelings of my boyfriend, my lover as he caressed my insides.

The finger gently stroked and rubbed my clitoris and larger jolts of electric shot out, one tickling just behind my fanny and in front of the crinkle of my anus, the fingers inside me kept moving, stretching and relaxing my insides. The finger on my clitoris was lightly touching, and then not, before coming back, the intermittent light touches were driving me wild. The fingers left my fanny and I felt them wipe across my face, wetting my lips with the juices from inside me. I licked and tasted me, it was so hot.

Fingers at my fanny again, slowly pushing in again, one, two, oh! Three, I was really being opened up, it felt so good, his fingers started moving about inside me, the sensations were amazing. My clitoris was being touched lightly, and every touch shot electricity around my body, and then there was nothing. The fingers withdrew from inside me, leaving me feeling open, empty and cool, the finger stopped touching my clitoris and I was left like a simmering kettle, ready to boil, but not.

I opened my eyes and Jase was moving above me, his legs between mine, his cock jutting and hard. He lowered toward me, his cock nudged my entrance and then as he flexed his hips, he entered me, warming my cool, and bringing me to the boil. I felt every bit of him slide inside me, filling and stretching me, evenly unlike his fingers, and then I felt his balls on my thighs as the end of his cock reached my depth.

Slowly he withdrew, my fanny constricting as he left and then as he was about to void, he pushed back in, faster he moved, filling, voiding, my mound pummelled as he shagged me, my breath gasping and my fingers clenching, the electric running from my crotch to my nipples and to my face, dancing along my lips as my climax approached.

Jase was in a steady and fast rhythm, filling and voiding, slapping and leaving, my depths were being tested as he went harder and harder into me and then he gasped and paused. I pressed my fingers into his back, my nails digging and then he shot. Spurt after spurt inside me, his sperm flooding my depths, coating my insides and as his spurts decreased and I felt him soften, my climax erupted, my back spasmed and arched off the bed, taking Jase's weight as my body stiffened in my orgasm.

"Crumbs" Jase said as he lay on his back next to me.

"Indeed," 'your dad gave me crumbs and you gave me the whole cake' I thought but didn't say. We are trying to move on from his dad's attempts at shagging me. Attempt is perhaps unfair. He did shag me, successfully for him, it was just unsatisfying for me.

I felt sleepy and I think I dozed off then.

 

Wow is the word

Wow is the word

Jase was doing something with his mum in the morning, but we planned to meet up at his in the afternoon. At a bit of a loose end, I decided to go and see dad's sister, Auntie Helen. We very rarely saw her, I didn't know why, she only lived a few bus stops away, but for some reason, we just never saw her. I had no idea if she was in, or out, or busy, I didn't have her phone number, I just knew where she lived.

'If she's out' I thought, 'I'll just text Ash or Bren.' The bus was as boring and bumpy as usual. I sat on one of the sideways seats again, but today I was more respectfully dressed, nothing but underwear for anyone to get an unintentional view of. I walked up Auntie Helen's drive and rang her bell.

I was honestly a little surprised when the door opened, I had expected her to be out. "Goodness, Natalie, what are you doing here, everything alright? Come in, come in."

"Everything is fine Auntie, I just realised I hadn't seen you for ages, I didn't know your number to call first, so I thought I would just get the bus and come and see if you were in."

She pulled me to her and gave me a hug, loose at first, and then she hugged me in tighter, and as we disentangled, I noticed she gave me a bit of a funny look. "Are you sure that you are alright Natalie?"

"Oh gosh yes Auntie. Everything is good, college, home, Jase my boyfriend, yes, good."

She made a sort of 'hmm' sound and then said "okay, right, what would you like to drink? Tea, coffee, sherry, wine?"

I think she was serious, but it was early in the morning, way too early for sherry or wine, not that I really drank alcohol. "Coffee please, white no sugar."

As the kettle boiled, she turned and said, "right then, let me look at you, come on, give your Auntie a twirl." So, I did a pirouette, slowly, and faced her once more, finishing with a faux curtsey. "Oh, you have really grown into a beautiful young lady," She said.

"Thank you, Auntie. Is Jo at work?" Jo, or Josephine, is her wife.

"Yes, she will be pissed at missing you."

"Oh well, we aren't far away, you could always visit us too." That sounded catty and I regretted it as soon as the words fell out of my mouth. "Sorry, that didn't come out the way I meant."

She made the coffees and handed my one, "No, that's fine, you are right, we could. Let's go and sit in the conservatory."

I followed her out, the conservatory was really bright, and quite warm as the 

morning sun had been working on it for a few hours. I sat on one of the cane chairs and put my coffee on the small table at its side.

"How have you been Auntie? It has been so long since we saw each other."

"Oh, we have been good, we had a great holiday to Venezuela earlier this year, trucking around the rainforest in an old Toyota pickup, it was something else. There was this amazing volcanic pool that was so warm. Anyway, that is a visit all of its own to talk about. You. I want to hear about you. Your boyfriend, what does he do, is he at college like you?"

"His name is Jason, but I call him Jase. He is a trainee Chef at Lone Star, the posh restaurant in town, so he works most evenings, getting one evening off a week."

"That must be difficult on a relationship."

"No Auntie, it is cool, neither of us really like going out much, and so we see each other a lot during the day."

"Aha, when the parents are out?"

"Yes Auntie."

"You are getting on okay with him in that personal way?"

"Yes, perfectly fine, we were just taking it slow, but then about four weeks ago, we unexpectedly took it to the next step, if you know what I mean." I seem to say what I think rather than just keeping quiet, why did I say that? She didn't need that detail.

"Oh yes. I take it that you are using suitable precautions. And I guess your mum has had all those chats with you."

"Yes, we are, and well, yes, she has, and of course, so has dad."

"My brother too? Wow. Well, as for me, I like girls, as you know, I have never ever liked anything in me. Not even tampons." Auntie seems to have the same lack of filter as I do.

"Oh? Wow Auntie, I love the feeling of things in me, filling me, stretching me, wow, I couldn't imagine intimacy without it."

"Oh, Jo and I have plenty of intimacy, just external."

"Oh, I love external too Auntie, I really do." How on Earth did we get down to this level of intimacy?

"What about your parents, are they still bonking as far as you know, no risk of them becoming distant with each other?"

"God no, far from it."

"Oh?"

"Morning and night."

"Wow. Presume they are, you know, discrete, you just happen to notice, or do you sneak and watch them?"

"Discretion is not a word to describe them. I don't have to sneak off and watch them, doors are left open, beds and settees are used, they are very into each other just now and have been for the past month."

"Well now, that is unusual. So, you will have seen your dad naked?"

"Yes."

"Interesting. And all this behaviour started in the past month, or you only noticed it in the past month after you and your boyfriend started having sex?"

"Well, they were doing it before, it is just it was behind doors then, and I heard the sounds but didn't really know what it was."

"Do your parents wander around naked now? Would I be embarrassed to visit?"

"Only upstairs auntie, you know, bedroom to bathroom etc."

"And has, I hesitate to ask this, your dad seen you naked?"

I looked down as I answered, "yes."

"I see, and you have seen him aroused?"

I kept my eyes down; this conversation was going into places I shouldn't discuss. 

"Yes."

"Has he, you know, touched you?"

I didn't answer. What could I say? I am the world's worst liar, better I remained quiet.

"I see. This is in the past month?"

I nodded.

"Did he force you?"

"Oh god no, never, dad would never do that, nor mum"

"Your mum too? Bloody hell Natalie, you are living in a den of iniquity." I had no idea what that meant. "Something obviously happened a month ago."

"Yes."

"Do you know what?"

"Yes."

"Tell me."

"I am not supposed to talk about it Auntie."

"Oh, come on Natalie. I knew something was up when you arrived. There was something when we hugged, I don't know what, but there was something."

"Mum started a new HRT tablet, apparently it is an experimental tablet, and none of us are allowed to talk about it."

"This tablet has side effects that affect the family, how in the hell?"

"Mum thinks it is pheromones."

"Really? I mean really?"

"Well yes. I mean I didn't know she was on the tablets, and Jase and I had only, you know touched each other, we didn't want to do proper sex yet, but it turns out a few days after mum started, he and I just kind of got carried away, and did it. You know?"

"And this was the time your mum and dad got more active?"

"Yes."

"And when did you and my brother first have sex?"

"I am really not supposed to talk about this."

"Oh, come on, I am family I won't mention it to anyone."

"Not even Jo?"

"No, not even Jo."

"I think a day or so after me and Jase. Dad was just having 'the chat' with me, making sure that I knew what was what and being careful."

"Okay, don't see how that would lead to sex with your dad though."

"I noticed that his trousers had bulged, rather a lot in fact. And I reached down and touched it. It was me that started it."

"But your dad should have stopped it."

"I was pressing his bulge and said I was sorry I had caused that to happen. He said it is a natural thing and it wasn't my fault, it just happens."

"Maybe, but still he was the adult and should have managed the situation."

"I undid his belt and then his trousers and said I wanted to see it; I said I hadn't seen one before. He lifted his bottom a little and I slid his trousers down and his cock was there. I thought it was wonderful and I couldn't help but touch it, and that kind of took dad beyond the point of no return."

"You really did start this then?"

"Yes. Looking back, it must have been mum's pheromones, we were always in synch, we had our periods at the same time, so I guess it is no surprise I was affected."

"I see. Okay. Then what?"

"Dad kind of went into a bit of a trance and was obviously loving my touch. So, I started to stroke his cock, you know, moving his skin up and down, the end of his cock appearing as I pulled the skin down."

"Fucks sake. You have more experience with cocks than me."

"And then dad said that we either had to stop there and then, or.” 

I paused.

“I took the or, and we shagged, and it was wonderful. It felt like it completed me. Sex with Jase at this time was just boyfriend girlfriend sex. Sex with dad was something more."

"And how did it start with your mum, was that you again?"

"Well, no not really. We both shave down there, and mum asked if I would help her, she was finding it a bit difficult to do some of the bits down under, she couldn't see them, and she said she would do me in return."

"Oh, really? That is a new one," and she laughed, tears in fact.

"Yes, so we went into the bathroom, and I put shaving gel on mum and rubbed it in, and I guess I must have accidentally touched somewhere sensitive and she, well, she orgasmed."

"Fuck me, Natalie."

"Well, yes, perhaps, anyway, the next time she asked me if I wanted to go to the bedroom with her and take it further. I said yes."

"Bloody hell. Well, I am not related to you or your mum by blood, but I could feel something as soon as we hugged."

"Oh?"

"Yes. Intimate something."

"Oh. But Auntie Jo."

"Auntie Jo isn't here, it is just you and me."

"Yes."

"And I am feeling, I don't know, something."

"I know what you mean, it is like a tug, something that pulls. I could get up and leave, that would stop it for you."

"Is that what you want to do?"

"No, no it isn't." I stood up and looked at Auntie Jo, "shall we go upstairs?"

I followed her upstairs to their bedroom. She pulled the covers back and then looked at me. "We do not have to do this you know."

"I know, but no harm, no foul, why shouldn't we? No one will know, unless we tell them."

She started undoing her blouse, starting at her waist and working up. Pulling it off she put it on top of a chest of drawers. Her bra was white and lacy and her boobs filled it very nicely. As she undid her bra her boobs fell a bit and kind of hung on her chest, penalties of a big bust I suppose. She undid the button and zip on her slacks and pulled them and her panties down together. No shaving, just trimming. Her garden was black hair, just like her head, and her armpits. Auntie Helen it seemed wasn't one for shaving.

I pulled my top off and then undid and removed my bra, putting them on the chest next to her clothes. I undid my skirt and pulled it down with my panties, my boobs felt almost inadequate compared to Auntie Helen's, but then they didn't sag.

"Oh, very beautiful Natalie, and your fanny is so neat, in fact it is beautiful Natalie."

"Thank you Auntie, I like how it looks. Some of my friends have a lot of sticky out bits," she gave me a look and a raised eyebrow.

She took my hand and led me to her bed. "Final opportunity to leave Natalie."

I turned and kissed one of her nipples, that I thought should answer that I wanted to stay. Her nipples were quite large and as I sucked it grew a little and hardened, wrinkled and crinkly. I rolled it in my mouth with my tongue and gripped it with my teeth, pulling slightly. I moved my right hand down her stomach, gently, circling her navel and then pressing on her mound, a finger just over her entrance.

"Goodness Natalie," Auntie Helen said, her breath almost panting, "you are a natural."

I released her nipple and started kissing down her stomach, circling her navel and then kissing along her crease, small lips poking up in the small thatch of black hair. My tongue pressed in between her lips and sought her clitoris, pushing the protective folds of skin to one side I sucked and chewed, her clitoris quite large and pronounced.

Auntie gasped "Fuck." 

Well I guessed I was doing something right. I ran a fingernail from her crinkle along her valley, her lips folding around my finger as it moved, and I pressed her clitoris as I let go with my teeth. I moved to between her legs and ran my tongue along her sex, pressing between her pink fanny lips down to the redder valley bottom, my finger pressing and teasing her clitoris.

"Fuck Natalie stick your fingers in."

"But you don't like anything in you Auntie."

"Be my first, just do it. I need something in me."

I gently circled her opening with a finger. Slowly my finger went around her entrance, moving in a little further with each circle until I was in a fingernail's depth. I began to push rather than circle, easing my finger in, finding her internal wrinkle and gently scratching it as I passed, and then I was fully in. I began to move my finger inside her, crooking my finger then straightening it, and then I slowly eased my finger out and started circling her again, this time with two fingers.

As my fingers worked at her opening, I sucked her clitoris and then pressed it with my tongue, dabbing it as my fingers entered her. Two fingers fully in, I opened my fingers, scissoring, stretching her insides. Her valley was very wet on my chin, her clitoris almost throbbed against my tongue, and I started to shag her with my two-finger cock. Her breath was in gasps, her fingers were bending and clutching the bed and I sensed she was close.

I pulled back from her clitoris, my fingers still working in and out, I moved up and kissed her hard. My face soaking wet with her juices, I pressed my tongue inside her mouth, "taste yourself Auntie, taste what I can taste," I whispered and started a harder press with my fingers, my palm pressing and releasing her clitoris. She held her breath, she stiffened, and she screamed.

"Fuck, fuuucckkkk", her fanny clamped hard on my fingers and her body bucked as her orgasm hit. I held my fingers, pressing her clitoris as hard as I could with my palm, her body still shaking, muscles spasming as her pleasure peaked. 

Slowly she relaxed, she took a breath, exhaled and then slumped back into the bed.

"Jesus fucking Christ Natalie, Jesus."

I rolled away from her and lay with just my arm across her, laying on her breasts, my own breath fast as if I had climaxed, I hadn't, but it sure felt good making her climax like that.

"Natalie?"

"Yes Auntie."

"Where did that come from?"

"How do you mean Auntie?"

"Where did you learn to do that? You have been with more than your mum surely?"

"Well, yes, perhaps, but, learn to do what? There is only so much that you can do woman to woman."

"Well, I have been with Jo ten years, and we are good together, but that was something else."

"Okay, er, well, I don't know Auntie."

"It is like you are a sex goddess. I had no thoughts of sex with you until we hugged when we got here, and then, almost nothing else was on my mind."

"I don't know Auntie, it kind of just happens."

"A lot?"

"Er well, I don't know about a lot, but usually."

"Women and men?"

"Yes."

"All your neighbours?"

"Each side and opposite, yes."

"Women and men?"

"Yes."

"Your boyfriends dad."

"Yes."

"Your boyfriend knows?"

"Yes?"

"And his mum?"

"Yes, she knows."

"Fuck. I mean fuck. How do you feel about it?"

"I don't know. I don't go around looking for sex, it just happens, and I enjoy it and it doesn't bother me."

"All this in the last month?"

"Pretty much yes."

"You know incest is wrong?"

"Yes."

"You know it is very unusual to have sex the way you do with so many partners?"

"Yes."

"And your boyfriend just accepts this?"

"Well yes. His mum is on the same pill."

"And is he fucking his mum?"

"Yes."

"Fuck."

I shrugged, what could I say? It happens, we live with it, we know where the boundaries are. I wasn't going to tell her about Uncle John and how he forced me, or the man over the road that tried to blackmail me with his drone pictures. Everything else was good and I was completely comfortable with it. It was simply a good time.

When I got to Jase's he was freshly out of the shower. As Auntie Helen hadn't touched me, all I had needed was a good wash at Auntie's. Auntie Helen on the other hand, was in her words, 'utterly shagged' and need a shower to wake up before her wife got home.

"Hello" I said to Jase.

"Hello you." He said. "Mum and dad seem different."

"Oh, how?"

"They have had sex three times since dad got home yesterday."

Good, that would be after he left me. "Behind closed doors?"

"No. And interestingly dad is making out with mum whilst I am in the room"

"That is good, and how has your mum been with you?"

"No difference. I still had to go into their bedroom after dad had gone to work and mum had had a shower."

"And what happened?"

"As I walked in, she said 'take my robe off me Jason.' So, of course, I walked over to her, undid the belt which then made her robe gape open, 'Jason rub my back please darling the lotion is on the side.' I went and got the lotion and put it on the end of the bed by where she was standing and pulled her robe off her shoulders. I rubbed lotion into my palms and then rubbed it across her back. I did think that after she had obviously had sex with dad earlier that I would be spared."

"Spared Jase? It is not that bad surely?"

"Well, perhaps that was the wrong word, I just thought that she probably wouldn't want to have sex so soon. Anyway, I was rubbing the lotion into her back, you know, up and down, round in circles, following the lines of her shoulders and sort of massaging her muscles. 'Don't forget my sides Jason' she said. I began to go down her sides, and obviously I was rubbing her side boobs. She stepped forward and turned to face me and said, 'and now the front Jason'."

"Crumbs sweetheart, but then it isn't anywhere you haven't been before so to speak."

"No, I know, but I was looking forward to you coming around, and that is honestly all I was thinking. Anyway, I poured some more lotion on my hands and started rubbing her chest, obviously my hands went onto her breasts. 'Let's get onto the bed, that will be much easier, and take those shorts off,' she said. She lay on the bed, and I dropped my shorts, so there we were both naked, and me rubbing lotion onto my mum."

"Nothing worse Jase, nothing worse." It was difficult for me not to laugh. It occurred to me that if our mums stopped the medication, then he would get over it far quicker than me.

"Don't, you know I would rather not. Anyway, 'come on son, do my breasts, but gently,' she said, so I poured the lotion directly onto her breasts, she shivered when it landed on her, and I started to spread the lotion, a hand on each boob, circling the lotion around, trying so hard not to rub her nipples."

"You failed on that didn't you?"

"Yes, massively. Before I realised it, I was circling her nipples, rubbing them, holding them, the lotion long since soaked in. Mum put her hands up and pulled me to her, 'make love to me Jason, put your big hard penis inside my vagina, give me your sperm.' And then she leant up and kissed me, her tongue wet and sliding into my mouth, me kissing back, my cock hard and ready. I held my cock, slid it along her sex and then I pushed inside her."

"Sounds like a pretty regular shag to me baby."

"You think? After a few minutes she pushed me away, 'not like this Jason, let me turn round,' and she got on her hands and knees, 'make love to me this way my darling, and be wild.'"

"I love it that way baby, you know that."

"Well yes, and so do I, with you. Anyway, I knelt behind her and lined my cock up and pushed inside her and started fucking her. She started rubbing her clitoris with her hand as I was fucking her, 'Oh yes darling' she kept saying as I was moving in her. The sounds of me slapping against her bottom were so loud as we fucked and then she started orgasming, her fanny was tightening, and she was pretty much almost screaming."

"Sound like she was having a good one, can't beat a good shag."

"And then she orgasmed. Her fanny clamped hard on my cock and she kind of arched her back and pushed back hard onto me. She gasped and then pulled forward, my cock falling out of her. She rolled onto her back and pulled me to her, kissing me, her hands all over my face, saying 'thank you darling, thank you, you are so good to me. I love your penis inside me.' It was just a bit much."

"Did you cum?"

"No."

"Did she notice?"

"No, she just said 'let mummy sleep now,' so I got up and went and showered, I didn't think you would want mum's aroma all over me."

"Preferably not baby. You know that my parents leave their door open too, and they shag on the settee when I have gone to bed. At least your dad isn't trying to shag you too, that would be just too weird."

"God no."

"What about your neighbours?"

"I don't really see them."

"And no one at work trying to get into your pants?"

"No, to be honest we are all so busy at work there is no time for thoughts like that."

I wondered if the pheromones only affected females. It seemed to be around me and mum and Jase's mum, but not our dads. My neighbours and my Auntie were all seemingly affected by me, but as far as I can tell, not by anyone else. I wished I knew what the pharmaceutical company knew. I also wondered what the real intentions were of the drug.

"You said you didn't come."

"No, I didn't."

"Would you like me to help put that right?"

"That would be nice."

"Let's get your clothes off then," and I leant over to pull his shorts down.

"You too," he said. I stood up off his bed and pulled my top off and undid my bra, my skirt and panties went down together, and I stood and gave him a full vision of my nakedness. "I know you don't like me to compare," he said, "but you are so much more beautiful than mum.

"I will let that one pass, now, lay down, I need to address your situation."

I went into his mum's room and found the lotion and went back to Jase. I squeezed some into my hand and then held his cock, the lotion squirted up and down and loosely holding his cock I covered it with lotion. His cock was very slippery in my hand as I started to move my hand up and down, even when I squeezed my fingers it was difficult to get a firm grip.

I went faster and harder but I couldn't really get a good grip on Jase's cock. "Let me, you know, but from behind" Jase said. 'Oh, like his mum' I thought.

I let go of his cock and knelt on the bed and put my hands down, my fanny pointing back to him underneath my bottom. 'Just get the right target,' I thought.

I felt Jase's cock sliding down the crease of my bottom and then he was at my fanny, and the lotion had made him so slick he just seemed to slide straight in me. 

Oh it felt so good, he was stretching me and filling me, and I love it when it is Jase, I adore his cock inside me more than any other, I don't care that a cock is just a cock, no it isn't.

He moved inside me easily and quickly, my skin inside didn't seem to move, it was a different feeling, the lotion had really made things very slippery and Jase was going faster and harder than usual. I felt the top of his cock as he pounded my depth, my fanny entrance furled around him as he shagged, this was the best shag we had had in a while, if not ever. Lotion could be the way forward.

Slap Slap echoed around the room, and I didn't care if anyone could hear, my electrics had started and were flowing all over me, from my groin to my toes, to my navel, through my nipples and to my ears, it was intense and getting more powerful. Slap Slap he went, pounding me, deep inside me, pressing at my very depths, filling me, stretching me as wide as I could go and a harder push than normal, he stopped, started and I felt them, one, two, three and then four spurts, flooding my insides, my womb and as he finished, I heard someone screaming. It was me, my orgasm exploded more than ever before.

My muscles contracted and then in an instant all relaxed and I fell forward, Jase's cock falling out of me and I slumped forward, face planting the bed.

"God," Jase gasped. "Wow."

"I bet that was better than your mum," I gasped, I just couldn't help it. Wow was indeed the word.

"Wow."

 

The Tom Crown Affair

The Tom Crown Affair

Jase and I were laying against the tree in our clearing in the woods. I was naked and enjoying the warm breeze as it tickled my nipples, and I could feel his sperm is it seeped from my fanny. Jase was naked, his cock softening and a small dribble of white sperms at the end. Our shagging had been enthusiastic but not loud. We did try to reign in our voices here, we didn't want anyone to hear us and come and investigate.

"I have something else to share." Jase said.

"Oh?"

"Yes and this is a doozy, you will never ever have imagined this in your wildest."

"Oh crumbs, now I am intrigued, here we are shagging our parents and neighbours, which is already beyond our wildest, and you say you can top trump that?"

"Oh yes. I was in the kitchen with mum and dad, and mum said, "I want to try a double. So, stupid boy that I am, I said, 'what double mum?" and she said 'I want my two boys inside me at the same time.' "

Now of course I have done that with Tom and Tim, but Jase doesn't know about that, nor will he as far as I am concerned. I did not enjoy that experience, I was just used and that doesn't sit well with me. "Okay, like how? Mouth and fanny, you, and your dad?"

"Yes, me and dad. So I said, 'Er okay mum, how do you suggest we do that then?' I am of course beyond any surprises these days, and mum said, 'you lay on the edge of the bed Jason, and I sit on you and put your penis in my vagina, and your dad comes up behind me and puts his penis in my bottom. Your dad will have to use the lotion of course.' I said, 'crumbs mum that sounds uncomfortable.' and she said 'maybe at first, but my two men making love to me at the same time will be wonderful. Come on, let's go up.' And she got up expecting us to follow."

"What did your dad say during all this?"

"Nothing, not even an expression on his face. When I got to the bedroom, mum was already naked. I quickly stripped and lay on the bed with my feet on the floor as she had said. She came and lay on me, and I used my hands to push my cock inside her fanny, she was ready Nat, she was really wet, and I slipped right in. As dad was undressing mum started kissing me, tongue, holding my face, murmuring love, you know the usual way that she does."

"I am just trying to get my head around her being like that with you, in front of your dad. When you first said what she wanted I had a mental image of it all being, you know, sort of sterile, emotionless."

"Oh no, not mum, she makes love, she doesn't do simple sex. As mum was kissing me I felt dad between our legs and there was some jiggling and I guess he was inside mum's bum because I felt his balls on my cock."

"Oh my lord."

"Dad started moving, you know fucking mum, and I could feel his cock through mum's fanny wall, it was as if it was right on my cock, sliding up and down, mum was kissing me like mad saying how she loved both of her men, how this was the best thing ever. I could hardly move, but dad's cock was going faster and harder and it was really pressing on mine, it felt like a sort of remote wank."

I knew what it was like to have two cocks inside me, and I didn't find it the most comfortable experience. "Wow Jase, I can't imagine how it must have felt for your mum." Pants on fire.

"No, I mean you and I have done bottom sex and it wasn't really that good, was it?"

"No. One of the girls at college says she has sex with her boyfriend that way as she wants to save her virginity for her wedding night."

"Yeah, one of the guys at work only has sex like that with his girlfriend."

"You talk about sex with your girlfriends with people at work?"

"Yeah, a bit, sorry."

"S'okay, anyway, back to you and your mum's double."

"Oh I haven't got to the best bit yet. So dad is pounding away and It is beginning to make me feel like I am going to cum, when he pushes in hard and stops. I guess he finished, anyway, he slides out of mum and mum sort of falls off me at the same time. Dad steps back and mum says, 'scoot over Jason, I want you to make love to me on my knees' and she kneels on the edge of the bed. Now I was pretty close to spurting when dad stopped and so yes, I was quite eager to carry on and I didn't even give dad a thought. I stood up behind mum. Her bum was gaping open, red on the edge and quite dark in the hole."

"Were you tempted, you know, to go in there, now that dad had opened her up, so to speak?"

"No, not really. Her fanny was just there below, and it was still open from our fucking. I lined up and pushed in her fanny, and it felt really good. I began to slowly fuck mum and then I felt dad."

"What do you mean, you felt your dad?"

"He was stood right behind me and his cock was in the crease of my bum. I guess he had covered himself in lotion, I don't know, but he was pushing at my arse. My arse at first was having none of it, but as I was fucking mum, when I was on the out stroke, I was pushing onto dad's cock. There was a sudden real pain, and dad was inside me."

"Fuck Jase, I mean fuck, fucking fuck."

"Yes. Once he was in it didn't actually hurt. He kind of didn't do anything, I was doing it all. As I pushed into mum, I was almost letting his cock out of my arse, and when I was pulling out of mum, I was pushing dad deep inside me. It felt good. I was fucking and being fucked all at the same time it was an utterly weird feeling. Then dad must have got to the point and he started fucking me himself, and that meant I was fucking mum harder. I am not sure if mum realised what was happening beyond me fucking her, but she was going on about what a good son I was and how she loved me inside her."

"The mental image I have of this will never leave me."

"Dad pushed hard inside me, jerking, I guessed he was spurting, I couldn't really feel that, and then his cock pulled right out, and dad was gone, I guess into the bathroom. I was close but not there, so I concentrated on mum, fucking her as hard as I could, really slapping loud and saying, 'cum for me mum, cum for your son,' I was really into it, and mum did, her fanny squeezed me and that was enough, I spurted I think four times before I was done. My cock slid out and I stepped back, her bum still open a little, my white spunk dribbling out of mum's fanny. Mum rolled onto her back and pulled me to her, kissing me, caressing me. It really was an extremely odd thing."

"I don't know what to say Jase. I mean, did you enjoy it? Would you do it again, would you do it with just your dad?"

"I don't know Nat. Yes I enjoyed it. I prefer fucking mum to dad fucking me."

"I prefer you making love to me to anyone else shagging me."

"Thank you baby, I mean, you fuck your mum. Does that feel weird compared to fucking your dad? Should I feel the same about my dad?"

"No, not really different, and certainly not wrong. I prefer my dad shagging me to my mum shagging me, but I do enjoy mum."

"Okay then. Well, we will see. Dad was washed and dressed making cups of tea when mum and I finally went down. Nothing was said apart from mum just saying 'that was the best thing ever'. And that was it. It was as if nothing had happened."

"Your family dynamic has changed now. How do you feel about that?"

"I am fine, in fact, possibly more relaxed, it is if that was the real missing link in it all. Dad thought it was him fucking you, but I don't think that was it at all, not now."

"Good, no hang ups?"

"No, everything is fine. But, I really want to be with you more than anyone else."

"Good, I am sure that you can find it in yourself to prove that to me again, right now."

After seeing Jase I was just walking up the drive when Tom Crown from the other side of the Wilsons said hello.

"Oh Hello Mr Crown, how are you?"

"I am good Natalie, we really should catch up you know."

"You can come in for a coffee if you like Mr Crown," always sociable me.

"That would be nice, yes, thank you, I will."

We went in and I put the kettle on. "Just let me nip upstairs and freshen up Mr Crown, and I will be back down to make the coffee." I went up to the bathroom and peeled my panties off, they were quite wet with Jase's deposits. I warmed the flannel as best I could, had a pee, washed myself as best I could inside and out, and then in the bedroom, put on some clean panties.

"How do you like your coffee Mr Crown"

"White no sugar please love." I made him a coffee as he asked and grabbed myself a glass of water.

We went and sat in the lounge, me on the settee, him on the chair opposite me. 

"So, how is college, it is the one in town you go to, yes?"

"Yes, Central College. It is okay, tough, but okay."

"What are you studying Natalie?"

"It is an IQA in Assessment and Assurance. I wanted to do a proper course that will help me get a meaningful job and a career in a real company. It is tough, nothing like the stuff we did at school. But ultimately rewarding I think."

"That is impressive, you obviously gave it thought, I mean most kids would probably just do A Levels, or go and do something like Art or IT."

"Thank you, yes. My boyfriend got himself an apprenticeship as a chef, and that is great, and my cousin is doing A Levels, maths and physics, I think he will go on and go all the way, he wants to be a scientist, and he has added Spanish, because if he goes to America, that is almost their second language." As I was talking to him, I saw his eyes giving me a very thorough going over, my boobs and of course, my skirt was gaping so he was looking between my legs. He saw that I saw him looking.

"Your mum and dad out today then?" He asked.

"Yes, dad is at work, mum was at Auntie Peg's this morning and then at work this afternoon, they won't be home for hours."

"Oh right, lot of home without your parents must be good for you and your boyfriend, I assume he works a lot of evenings."

"Yes, daytime is good, when I am not at college of course."

"Yes."

"Are you okay Mr Crown, do you need something?"

"Yes, why do you ask?"

"Only you seem to be looking up my skirt a lot."

"Ah, yes."

"I wonder what you expected to find up there, you know, you seemed to be very intently searching."

"I guess it is a man thing."

"Yes, every man seems to need to look up my skirt, and I don't know why, there is just a pair of panties to see."

"Well now, that is not all that there is it?"

"I don't know what you mean." Of course I did know, I was just playing.

"Well, I am talking about what is beneath your panties. That is what every man that is looking is hoping to see."

"And what would just seeing anything accomplish Mr Crown?"

"Oh it would fuel the imagination and imagination is the basis of all invention."

"Are you suggesting that more inventions would happen if I showed what was beneath my panties."

"I think that you are playing with me."

I stood up and undid and removed my skirt and sat down again. "There you are Mr Crown, does that help your imagination?" I opened my legs, my panties stretching across, hairs would be escaping if I had any.

He didn't say anything at first, he looked very intently and then said, "I believe that you shave yourself. I believe I can discern your shape."

"Well Mr Crown, and if that were correct, what would you want to do then?"

"I would love to remove your underwear and see you for real rather than in my mind's eye."

"But that would be very one sided Mr Crown, I would be giving and not receiving anything in return."

"Is that what you would like? Something in return?"

"I should think most people would."

"And then what Natalie?"

"How do you mean Mr Crown?"

"And what do you think would happen if we were both naked Natalie?"

"I should hardly have to explain that Mr Crown." I pulled my top up and off, I was now sitting in my bra and panties, my legs open enough to stretch my panties tightly across my sex. He stood up and undid the belt at his waist and pulled his trousers down. His pants were just men's briefs, no pee hole, and they bulged quite significantly.

"And now what Natalie?" He undid his shirt and pulled it off. He was in bulging pants, I was in bra and panties.

I put my hands behind my back and undid my bra, holding it by the cups for a moment before taking it away and releasing and revealing my boobs.

He pulled his pants down to reveal a rather nice erect cock and large swinging balls. I may have licked my lips. He walked over to me and put his hands at the waist of my panties and tugged them down, forcing my legs together as he tugged my panties off. We were now both naked.

He ran a finger along the crease of my sex and then slowly pushed inside, moving between my hidden inner lips. I opened my legs further apart, revealing my inner sex. I was wet with anticipation, and possibly still with having been with Jase, and his finger slipped easily along my valley, dipping briefly inside me and then pressing my clitoris, moving it gently in a circle. He moved back to my opening and slipped two fingers inside me, fingering me, his fingers together, moving in and out like a cock, his palm pressing against me, squashing my lips into my valley, faster he moved, a real sawing motion.

"I have heard you, you know," he said, his fingers working harder and faster. "I have heard you scream your orgasms when you are alone with your dad, and your mum and your boyfriend. A lot of fucking happens in this house."

"Would you like an invitation or are you going to just let your fingers talk?" Just being fingered is for little girls.

He moved forward, sliding his fingers out of me and lining up his cock, he jerked his hips forward and entered me, hard, all the way. That was better. Smaller than Jase or Dad, but still big enough to take my breath, and he started shagging, properly. I felt his cock as it almost left me, voiding my inside which were too slow to snap back shut between strokes, the head of his cock sliding past my internal wrinkle, the remnant of my virgin childhood, going on, almost to leave, before pushing back in, tickling my wrinkle, pushing on my sex, faster and harder. I held his back, feeling my nails dig into him as he shagged me, my breath gulping, our eyes fixed on each other.

"You've said little," he said, "I am not going to stop."

"Why would I want you to stop?"

"I am not using a condom," he said, shagging me hard, pressing his pubis hard against mine, the slapping sound I so associate with sex echoing around the room, "I shall flood you with my spunk."

"Do I look as if I care, shag me Mr Crown, make me scream, scream louder than you have overheard."

He was going at a good pace, his cock sliding within me, keeping my fanny walls apart, crushing my sex lips, hammering my clitoris and my breath was becoming difficult, I was gasping, I knew my moment was close. 

"Are you going to flood me Mr Crown, flood me with your spunk, fill my fanny and my womb?" I really gasped that out, sentences were hard, my moment was close. "Is it going to drip from me, cover my mum's settee so that she knows her daughter was properly shagged, oh god," The last because my electrics were flowing, my body was beginning to boil.

I think he sensed it, he was going even harder if that were possible, the slaps were obscene in their loudness, every neighbour would hear and know it for what it was, and then I was screaming, "Oh fuck yes, shit, yes, argh" and I was bucking, my eruption boiling over, my fanny spasming, clamping on his cock, his cock spurting deep inside me, filling me and then it was over and his cock left me.

I lay there for a moment whilst I recovered and looked up at Mr Crown. 

"How was that for you Mr Crown?" I asked. I also wondered how it was for the neighbours.

"That was good for starters," replied.

'Starters?' what next I wondered.

'I am sure that you can bring my cock back to attention Natalie," he said, "I am very sure you know exactly what to do."

Yes, I suppose I did. I knelt before him and ran my tongue against his cock, from his spunk covered tip to his balls, opening my mouth, I sucked him in. I held his balls in my left hand, gently rotating his balls within their sac, feeling the wrinkled and crinkly skin in my hand. I began to move up and down his cock with my mouth, sucking him dry, moving his skin back and forth, taking him deep down into my throat.

As I shagged his cock with my mouth and held his balls with my left, my right hand moved up and I ran a fingernail along the crease of his bottom. As my nail went past his bottom hole, his cock jerked, and his knees slightly buckled. Interesting. I relaxed my sucking and just moved my mouth up and down his cock, a loose wet shag and I pressed at his bottom with my finger, pushing ever so slightly inside him, his cock jerked significantly in my mouth. I pushed harder and the resistance went and my finger suddenly went deep inside him, his cock hardened significantly, filling my mouth, blocking my airway as I mouth shagged him.

My finger was not clamped or gripped, it moved easily within him, and i moved my finger around inside him, one spot seemed to give him the jumps when I went to it. I started fingering his bottom in synch with mouth shagging his cock and he started flexing his hips, shagging my mouth more than my mouth was shagging him.

"Enough Natalie," he pulled back, his now hard cock falling from my mouth, my finger leaving too. "Turn around onto your knees over the settee," he said. As I bent over the settee, he stood between my legs and ran his cock up and down my wet valley, his spunk dripping from my fanny. He pushed and was in me once more, moving easily inside me he started to shag me, hard, pressing in deeper than before, the slap of his shagging seemed to echo around the lounge.

"Should I fuck your arse Natalie, shove my hard cock into your soft arse and fill you with my spunk?"

"You must do what you feel you need to do Mr Crown, it wouldn't be by my choice though."

"You felt free enough to finger my arse though, yet don't want your own arse fucking?"

"A finger is one thing, a big cock entirely another." I was feeling his cock as he slid in and out, filling me, stretching open the inside of my fanny, pushing and of his sperms that were left inside into my womb, if it were possible he would be breeding me, his baby makers being sent on their way to my breeding ground. He pulled out and I felt his cock line up with my bottom and he began to push, I tensed, and he pulled away, I was sure he was going to invade my bottom with a quick push of his hard wet cock.

He slammed forward, his hard cock forcing its way back into my wet fanny, fast he moved and hard, going frenetically, harder than before, hitting my bottom so hard it felt like I was being smacked. "Fuck" I gasped, his movements so quick I could barely register if he was deep or shallow, it was all just movement and pressure.

I was holding my breath, I was struggling to keep on my knees under the fast assault, unlike any shag I had ever had before. He pushed harder into me, harder and then deep and he held, "eurghhhh" he screamed, and I felt his cock spurt within me, twice and then a third time, his cock jerking inside me as if to wring every drop out of his cock into me. I know I screamed again, bonus day for the neighbours.

He stopped pressing and pulled back, his cock slipped from me with a loud gurgle allowing me to relax and slump forward a little. I felt a finger at my fanny, getting wet with his spunk and he pressed it around my bottom, coating it, soaking it with his spunk, and his finger pressed into me, my resistance was gone and his finger entered my forbidden zone easily, and then it was gone before I could even feel relief.

"Perhaps next time I shall fuck your arse Natalie, stretch your arse wide open and pour my spunk in there."

I said nothing. I was, in his words, fucked, well and truly fucked. But I sure as hell didn't want that.

 

Espresso with extra

Espresso with extra

I had been working with Roman today at college. We had a scenario to work through and give our considered options. It was quite interesting, and I liked working with Roman, he was easy going and always listened to my position. Sometimes he agreed, sometimes he offered an alternative, and we would talk through them before agreeing on an option.

"Grab a coffee?" He asked after the session had finished.

"Yeah, can do," I said, where?"

"Well, there is Jamaica in town or, yours or mine."

Well now, he likes working with options, so I gave him some option filters. 

"I am twenty five minutes away by bus, parents probably out. Jamaica is a five minute walk away and is definitely not private, and I don't know where you live so privacy and travel duration are unknowns."

"Good work Miss Jones" he said, "you have taken the lessons from the last lecture to heart. Now may I give you more data to work with. Mine is fifteen minutes by bus and will be empty until around three thirty when my young sister will return from school, then around four, mum will turn up all flustered about what to do for tea. Dad gets home at around six. Jamaica, the nearest at five minutes, may be private apart from waitresses, but there is only one privatish booth, and its occupancy is unknown. Your house, twenty five minutes away may or may not be private, it is an almost Schrödinger situation. Does that help you with a preferred option?"

"Yes, what bus do we catch?" Well, no point in messing around, I hoped his body proved to be as good as his mind.

The bus journey was bumpy and the bus crowded, I managed to sit and Roman stood hanging on to the bar. "Next stop" Roman said and made his 

way to the front of the bus. "Phew it is hardly ever that busy," he commented as we alighted. "It's this way."

"I think it is market day, that could be why the bus was busy," I suggested, taking his hand as he led the way to his house. It was just a few minute's walk. He lived about halfway down a Cul-de-sac of largish houses, three or four bedrooms, double garages, that sort of thing. I think dad calls this kind of road a Middle Management Designer compound.

We went in and Roman lead the way to his kitchen. Impressive, his mum and dad had pretty much every gadget, most of which I had no idea how to use. One I recognised; it was one of those expensive coffee machines. He put two glass cups on it and pressed a button. There was whirring and steaming and coffee started dripping. Cool. Their very own Jamaica.

"Milk?" he asked, I nodded. and he filled a stainless steel jug with milk and put it on the machine and pressed another button, the sound of steam again, and then, frothy milk which he poured onto my espresso. Nice. Worth it? For them possibly, for mum, dad and me, I doubted it. Nescafe worked for us at home.

"Let's sit in the sunroom," he said and led the way through their dining room to another room with a glass roof and big windows. He put the coffees on a glass table and gestured to a cane chair. I sat and he sat opposite, the table between us.

"Well now." He said.

"Indeed," I replied.

"Boyfriend?" He asked.

"Maybe, maybe not." I answered, "Girlfriend?" I enquired.

"Between."

"Ah. Yeah, not the best stage."

"Better than 'maybe' which implies an uncertain situation."

"But that may give us options to explore." I was still in lecture subject mode.

"But where to explore them?" He asked.

I smoothed my skirt and then looked directly at him as I picked up the coffee he had made me and took a sip. "I little warm yet I think, should I wait or perhaps move on to something else for my mouth?"

He stood up and walked across, dipped his head and kissed me, tentatively at first, as if he was unsure of what reaction he would get. I responded by pressing my tongue past the purse of his lips and into his mouth, and a hand on his upper thigh. Good enough answer I thought.

I felt his hand on my left boob, not kneading it like it was bread dough, but gently holding, his fingers moving, not quite squeezing. I moved my hand slightly up and to the left and found a bulge that interested me. A button, a zip and I could explore the bulge. I pulled his pants down and released his cock. A nice hard big cock.

"Shall we take this somewhere more comfortable?" He asked.

"Where do you suggest?"

"Follow me." He stood up and stepped back. He took my hand that had been holding his cock and helped me to my feet. He led the way through his house, up the stairs and into what I presumed was his bedroom. It certainly smelled like a boy's room. Double bed under the window, desk to one side, wardrobe, chair, just the usual stuff. There was a poster on the wall of what looked like the internal workings of an engine. Boys room.

Pulling me to the bed he turned my face to him and kissed me again, slight pressure on my shoulders and I fell back onto the bed, his kiss not breaking. I found his cock again and started to stroke his skin, moving his soft outer flesh over his very hard core. A hand found its way up my leg and brushed against my panties, and then went under the hem. His finger slid along my sex, dipping in, going past my lips to my wet and slippery valley.

I pushed him away. "The best option," I said, "is to become freer to move." I pulled my top up, undid my skirt and let it fall. Hands behind my back I undid my bra, letting it fall forward off my arms, and to the floor. I put my hands into the waist of my panties and pulled them down, I was naked, but only just ahead of Roman who was just removing his pants.

That was a very nice-looking cock that was for sure, "My options now are that 

I think I need a taste," I said and knelt before him. I held his cock in my right hand and cradled his balls in my left. Leaning forward I kissed the end of his cock and then pushed his foreskin back; his head was a ruddy purple and had a smallish rim. I ran my tongue around his rim and then sucked him into my mouth, gently rolling his balls in my left hand.

"I think," Roman said, "that my best option right now is to submit."

My mouth was full so replying was not a viable option for me. I shagged his cock, taking him fully down my throat then pulling back, letting the cool air back onto his cock, then back into my warm and wet mouth. I could feel the pulses in his cock as his arousal grew, his hands holding my shoulders, their grip increasing as I bobbed back and forth on his cock.

"Stop" he said pulling back, "I don't want to cum too soon, and anyway, this option is very one sided." I got up from my knees and took his hand pulling him to the bed.

"Well then, perhaps you could even it up a little," I said as I lay on the bed, my fanny glistening, wet and ready for him.

He climbed on to the bed and settled between my legs, knelt forward, and inhaled along the length of my sex. "Nice," he said, "very nice, I have exhausted all options, enough college talk, and I am going to do this." And with that he ran his tongue the length of me, pushing it between my lips, and inserted what felt like two fingers into my fanny. He wiggled his fingers, he waggled them, he closed them, he opened them, and every movement sent electric through my body, and it was not long before I was holding my breath.

His tongue softly dabbed at my clitoris, his tongue gently pressed my valley, my inner lips caressing it as it moved and two fingers did magical things inside me, I was rapidly approaching a point of no return. His mouth surrounded my clitoris, and he sucked it into him. His fingers withdrew and I felt empty, voided, and then his mouth left me too. I felt abandoned. He moved up and kissed me, my taste on his lips and his cock nudged my opening. He reached down and using his hand he guided himself into me.

I felt his cock as it spread my entrance, my lips parting to let him inside. 

It was as if I was being covered in Indian spices, the heat from my crotch was intense, electrics shot from my fanny to my nipples, to my bum, to my toes and to my ears, I was sure I was about to erupt, and he was only still pushing in. I realised my fingers were clutching, my knuckles white, my toes were curling and still he was not fully inside me. His cock was stretching me, not as much as Jase, but certainly widening me as it made its way to my depth. He stopped moving, it felt as if he had more to go, but he stopped. I felt him withdraw, oh no, his cock pulled back and was right at my entrance.

Slam. He jerked forward and his cock penetrated my depths reaching my end, hard, my fanny gripping his cock and sucking it in not wanting to let go, the electrics coursing everywhere, I was sure I must be lit up like a Christmas tree. He pulled out, almost then slammed back in. His shagging was intense, starting slow, then pummelling me, faster and harder and then I lost awareness. I screamed and screamed, my fingers trying to rip his sheets, my toes digging in and my back spasmed, arching, my hold body rigid as my orgasm erupted.

Slowly I relaxed, my back straightened and lay back on the bed, my fingers stopped trying to destroy his sheets and I gulped in air, gasping, my eyes came into focus, and I looked up at Roman. He smiled and I felt his cock slide from me. "Shall we have that coffee now?" he asked.

"Mum will come up in a bit," Dad said, "she suggested that I come up first."

"Okay dad," I said, guessing what was coming next. I had come up a few minutes before, wee, teeth, quick flannel wash and got into bed, my side now, my side nearest the window. Mum would take the side nearest the door, and dad slept in the middle. When asleep he tended to lay and have his arms around mum, which was good as it meant I wasn't so hot.

Dad took his clothes off, folding them neatly on his chair. I don't have a chair; I leave all my clothes in my bedroom. Finally naked dad checked that the little windows were open, it can get stuffy with three of us in the room, and then walked around and got into bed. He shuffled across and put his arm around me, pressing down onto my breasts. He kissed me, softly, for dad anyway, and his fingers slipped inside my crease, feeling my warmth and slipperiness. I was ready for him, it seemed it was my turn for evening sex, I guessed mum was hoping for an evening off, and I was hoping she would do the morning shift.

"Lay back dad," I said, and as he rolled onto his back, I sat up and moved across to straddle him facing his feet. I lowered my self, and using my hand, I guided him inside me. I love the feeling of slowly lowering myself onto dad's cock, feeling it widening me, opening me, filling my void, but controlling how slowly his cock fills me. When I was fully down, I could feel the pressure deep inside me, my fanny almost pulsing as I tried to flex my muscles and shag him without moving, it never worked, I never stopped trying. I started a gentle rock back and forth, his cock hard and at the wrong angle giving me a really good stretch as I moved forward, filling me again as I rocked back.

I heard mum come upstairs and go int the bathroom, ignoring her, I started to rock a little faster, back and forth, stretch and fill. In this position dad's cock really rubbed against my internal wrinkle and my electrics started from the inside. The tickle grew and my nipples tingled. I felt a squeeze within my buttocks, and I felt hands on my bottom, dad pushing and pulling as I rocked. I leaned back further, rocked forward lower, not fast, but steady, my fanny stretching wide, my lips rubbing on dad's cock.

"Sweetheart," dad gasped and I felt his spurts, coat my inside, lubricate my inners and my climax landed and I squeezed his cock as my orgasm pulsed through me. Not a big one, but big enough. I leaned forward and dad's cock slipped out. I was just rolling back to my side when mum came in, turned the light off and slipped into bed.

"Goodnight mum," I said and rolled onto my side to sleep, dad's wetness seeping slowly out of me.