My Embarrassment

My Embarrassment 

When I got home mum was out. She had gone to Gran's, she is normally gone a few hours as she tends to do Grans ironing and stuff. Dad was sat on the settee, he called me to sit down with him.

"Seeing your boyfriend?" He asked. I suppose Jase was my boyfriend.

"Yeah, just for a bit"

"What did you do?" Dad asked.

"Oh we just went to Dingle Wood."

"No Nat, I asked you what, not where." Crumbs, dad seemed in a funny mood.

"We just walked through the woods, he talked a bit about the car he wants to buy."

"Are you sure that's all you did?"

"Dad!"

"Well? I need to know that you are being careful."

"Careful of what dad? It is just the woods, nothing is going to happen in the woods dad, really."

"I am not daft Nat. He kissed you, yes?"

This was embarrassing, I couldn't speak, so I just nodded.

"And did he touch you, Nat, did he?"

I didn't know where to look and I guess I should have just lied and said no, but for some reason I could never lie to my dad, he would always know when I was lying. I nodded again.

"And did you touch him Nat?"

I nodded.

"Look at me Nat, tell me, what did he do, where did he touch you?"

"Dad, I don't want to talk about this with you, it is personal, it is between me and Jase." I turned away, i did not want to see dad's face.

"You keep looking at me girl, now then Natalie, where did he touch you?"

I was silent for a moment, this was awful, what could I say, I didn't want to tell.

"Where Nat, where?"

I pointed to my boob. "Here dad, he touched me here."

"And were you clothed or had you taken clothes off? Was he touching your breasts, your nipples?" 

"Dad!"

"Well? Tell me."

"I was clothed, he put his hand up my jumper, and under my bra, I was dressed dad. It was just a bit of a cuddle dad, that's all."

"Did you touch him?"

Again I was silent, I couldn't speak, what could I say?

"Speak up girl" Dad sounded a little bit angry. 

"Yes." I said quietly.

"Was he naked, did he take his clothes off?"

"No he wasn't naked. Dad, I just undid his zip and put my hand inside."

"You felt his penis?"

Oh crumbs this was getting awful, why was my dad making this so uncomfortable? "Dad, please stop."

"No Nat, if you feel responsible enough to carry on like this, I need to know that you understand the implications. Now, you felt his Penis?"

Quietly I replied, "yes".

"And how was it, what did you feel?"

"Dad, what do you mean, I don't have a lot compare to, it didn't feel like I expected, okay, can we leave it at that dad, I am really uncomfortable talking about this?"

"No Natalie, you have to be able to talk to me or your mum about anything, and if a boy ever makes you feel uncomfortable, you need to be able to know that you can talk to us and come to us for help. Now, tell me. How did it feel?"

"Dad, okay." I began to understand where dad was coming from and I relaxed a little, but it still felt odd. Wrong almost. “His co... penis was hard and as I touched it and held it, it got harder."

"Okay and how did that make you feel?"

"I am not sure, a little tingly and a little exited I think."

"Tingly where Nat?"

I pointed between my legs.

"Your vagina?"

I nodded.

"Well, what did you do after you touched him?"

I didn't know what words to use, so I just moved my hand up and down.

"You masturbated him?"

"Yes dad."

"All the way?"

"Yes."

"And how did that make you feel?"

"I don't know, sexy I guess, and in control I think."

"You knew what you were doing?"

"Dad, no, not really, I had never done it before, I have never even seen one before never mind touched one."

"And how did it feel when he finished, when you saw him ejaculate, you saw what happened?"

"Yes dad, his penis spurted and I felt good that I had done that, that is was because of me that he had spurted, and I felt good inside."

"Then what, did he touch you?"

"Yes."

"Come on Natalie, tell me, what did he do?"

I gulped I think, I certainly took a big breath, this was difficult, these are not things people like to share. "Jase put his hand up my skirt and rubbed me through my panties."

My dad wriggled in his seat as if he was uncomfortable. Good, I hope that he was as embarrassed about this as I was. "Is that all?" he asked.

"No dad."

"What then? What did he do Natalie?"

"He pulled my panties down and put a finger inside me."

"Just inside you, just a finger?"

"Dad!"

"Well, did he move it?"

"Yes dad he moved it in and out and pressed on my clitty with his hand."

Dad wriggled again, and he did look uncomfortable I looked down, i don't know why, but I looked down at his crotch and could see a bulge, a very big looking bulge. Oh my God was my dad hard like Jase had been. I felt a feeling of power and all my embarrassment seemed to fade away.

"Yes dad, he moved his finger inside me and then he pulled it out and I felt empty, and then when he put it back inside me, he used two fingers and rocked them around inside me and I could see that he was getting hard again so I reached out and held his cock." I didn't feel the need to use proper words, slang would do. I knew we had crossed a line.

Dad made a small coughing noise, as if clearing his throat, "what then Nat, did you go any further?"

I looked at dad and then I looked down at his lump. Dad must have known I could see he was hard.

"I made him hard dad, so it was right that I should, well, you know?"

Dad looked at me and smiled. "So, you think if you make a boy get hard that you should deal with it?"

"Well yes, I suppose."

"You suppose? Any boy that is, any time?"

"Well no. No, it is just I was with him, and we were being, well, don't know, we were kissing and touching and stuff."

"You were being intimate then?"

"Yes, I suppose that we were."

"And so, you were holding his penis and what did you do then?"

"I you know, I moved my hand again and made him spurt again."

I looked at my dad again and moved my eyes down again. He knew what I was looking at and I stared, I stared at his hardness bulging in his trousers. I did not know if it was uncomfortable or hurt or what, I just knew that talking about what I had done with Jase had made my dad get hard.

"So, would you say that we were talking in an intimate way Nat, you and me, now?"

I felt as if I was trapped and could see no way out. "Yes dad."

"So, if you make a boy hard when you are being intimate, you feel that you should do something about it, that it is your responsibility to help him?"

"Well, yes, if we were in an intimate moment, you know, alone together."

"Well Nat, are we being intimate?"

"Yes dad"

"Are we alone?"

"Yes dad."

"And you can see what you have done, can't you?"

"Yes dad."

"So, what do you think you should do?"

I didn't say anything, what could I say? I didn't think about right or wrong. I was inexperienced. I put my hand on his bulge and pressed. It was hard, like Jase had been. I undid my dad's trouser button and pulled his zip down. He raised himself a little off the settee and pulled his trousers and his pants down.

My dad's cock was big and hard, about the same I think than Jase, and his balls were large and hung down more.

"You know what to do, you can see what you have done." My dad said as he took my hand and put it on his cock. "Well Nat, I am waiting. Do for me what you did for your boyfriend"

I squeezed my fingers around my dad's cock, yes, he was about the same size as Jase, and I moved my hand up and down. I squeezed as hard as I could and moved my hand as fast as I could, watching the skin on my dad's cock move up and down, the top of his cock hidden by the skin and then revealed as I pulled the skin all the way down.

As I moved, I heard a slapping noise as my hand went all the way down. I don't know if this happened with Jase, I hadn't noticed, but now it seemed very loud, and I remembered it was a sound I had heard when dad was taking a shower. Did he do this to himself in the bathroom I wondered?

This was taking longer than with Jase, was I perhaps doing it wrong? I squeezed as hard as I could and went as fast as I could but still nothing seemed to happen. 

"Did he fuck you?" Dad asked.

I stopped and looked at my dad, "No, I wouldn't let him."

"So, you haven't done that yet?"

"No."

"Take your panties off."

"What? Why dad?"

"Just do as you are told Nat, get your panties off now."

I raised myself up and pulled my panties down and slid them over my ankles. I felt naked, even though I still had the rest of my clothes on. "Kneel on the settee" my dad said, "kneel away from me, point your arse to me."

I did as I was told and I felt him lift my skirt , revealing my backside to his gaze. I felt his fingers slide down my bum and press into my fanny, it seems I was quite wet and he had no difficulty as he slipped his finger in and out of me.

"Jesus Natalie, you are soaking, you are so wet, wetter than your mum ever gets." 

As he spoke he had stood and was behind me and I could feel his cock brush against my bottom.

"I am glad you didn't let him fuck you Nat" Dad said, and as he spoke he pushed himself to me and his cock pressed into me. My dad was inside me. His was the first cock I had ever had in me. Oh God it felt so big, it was like a fist inside me, I was sure I was ruined, that nothing would fit inside me properly again, that my tampons would fall out, and then I felt him pull back. The relief as he began to leave me and then he pushed back in, hard, the sound of a slap as his stomach hit my bottom and he buried his cock fully inside me.

He was fucking me. Faster and faster, his cock filling me, a pressure inside that I have never felt, and I thought he would never stop, I felt giddy as he fucked me and I began to cry as he did it. He didn't care whether I wanted to or not, he just took me as if I were his to use.

"Oh God Natalie, you are so tight" dad said as he slammed hard into me, harder than before and he jerked himself against me, pressing hard into me, holding himself against me for a few moments, and then I felt the pressure release, his cock was softening and as my fanny spasmed, it pushed him out of me.

"Jeez Nat, what a fuck." These were not the words I wanted hear from my dad. 

"You better go and have a good shower, my spunk is dripping out of your vagina, you sure don't want your mum to see that."

I grabbed my panties and ran upstairs and into the bathroom and pulled my clothes of as quick as I could and dived into the shower. I unscrewed the shower head and pushed the hose inside me, I didn't want any of his cream in me, I needed to wash it all out. I didn't care if I would cause myself harm, I just wanted to wash away what my dad had done.

I got every bit

I got every bit

Mum had come home and had brought fish and chips for us. I sat at the table with my parents, wondering if my mum could tell, if she could see the change in me. If she could see that I had done it. That I had sex. Yesterday I hadn't even touched a boy, or let a boy even touch me, and yet now I had been fingered, had stroked off my boyfriend, had started to stroke my dad and then been shagged by him.

Could my mum tell? I hoped not, because that would start a conversation I didn't want to have. What I had done with Jase was one thing, and I suppose I could talk that through with mum, if she asked, after all, I couldn't make her hard, so hard that she would have to shag me, shag me like my dad did.

I rinsed the plates and put them in the dishwasher and told my parents I was going up to listen to some music.

As I lay on my bed, my music on pause, I could hear my parents talking, I couldn't make everything out, but I could hear 'Nat will hear us" from mom, and dad saying "she won't she is listening to her music." 

I crept to my door and pulled it open a little, trying to hear what they were saying, but there were no more words, just noises, noises I recognised. They were making out on the settee. I wondered if they had left the lounge door open, if so, I would be able to see, if I was careful.

I edged along the landing and looked between the bedroom wall that is over the stairs, and the banister. The lounge door was open, and dad was kneeling between mum's legs. He had his trousers off and I could see that his bottom was quite hairy, but from this angle I couldn't quite see his cock or balls.

Mum's dress was opened at the front and her bra pushed up, her boobs showing and I could see her panties were down and around her left ankle, and as dad licked her, he moved his hand up and I was sure her was fingering her as he licked.

Mum was not complaining that is for sure and she seemed to be making appreciative noises, noises that her daughter hadn't made earlier, but then her dad hadn't licked and fingered her daughter. No, he just simply took her, fucked her, her first fuck, in the same place he now fingered and licked his wife. Perhaps he could not shag her so soon after shaging me I wondered.

"Make love to me" I heard mum say and he stood up, his cock hard pointing out from him. Mum turned round and knelt on the settee as I had, and dad went behind her and bent forward. He must have entered her as mum gave a groan and I was sure she said yes.

I watched, fascinated as dad shagged my mum, faster and faster he went, the familiar slapping sound I had heard from their bedroom in the past, a sound that I now identified as sex. It was a troublesome thing to watch. I think if my dad hadn't shagged me earlier, then it would have been more unsettling, but as I watched him take my mum, I had flash backs of him doing that to me. I remembered him inside me, I remembered him filling me as I watched him fill my mother, and I wanted him to be doing it to me.

Before they finished, I edged back to my room quietly shutting my bedroom door, muting the noises of my parents in the lounge. I put my headphones in but didn't press play, I just lay there thinking of my dad and what he had done today.

After a while I heard my door open, but I pretended to have heard nothing, and managed a convincing jump when someone touched my back.

"Alright Natalie?" mum asked, her dress now fully done up. "You just seemed a little quiet earlier." Well I couldn't say I was just getting over being shagged on the settee by my dad, so I just smiled.

"I'm fine mum, I went for a long walk with Jase earlier and am a bit tired."

"Oh, okay, well, you can tell me all about it tomorrow, I am going to have a shower and an early night. Your dad is downstairs watching tv for a bit.

"Okay mum." Oh God, I hoped I wouldn't have to go through what I did with Jase with my mum.

I turned my music and I lay there lost in my thoughts for an hour or so, wondering whether I ought to carry on seeing Jase, and if I should let him go the whole way with me. Through my half opened eyes I saw my dad come into my room, perhaps he had knocked, I hadn't heard it through my earbuds. I paused my music and took my earbuds out.

"Hey Nat, " dad said softly. I could hear my mum softly snoring from across the landing.

"Hey dad'" I replied.

"You didn't tell your mum our secret did you?"

"No dad, why would I do that. She probably wouldn't understand."

"What wouldn't she understand Nat?"

"That I had made you hard and that I therefore had to deal with it."

"No, she wouldn't understand Nat, she would be very cross with you, she would not think it right that you got her husband hard, she sees that as her job."

I nodded, it made sense what dad said, she was his wife after all. Dad sat on the edge of the bed and stroked my hair. "Nat," he asked, do you know what oral is?"

Well yes, of course I did, I had watched him doing it to mum earlier. Did he want to do that to me? Now? With mum just across the way in her bedroom. I shook my head, "not really dad, I hadn't even seen a cock or touched one until today."

"Okay Nat. Oral is when a woman uses her mouth to please a man. It is one way she can help her man when she is on her period, she can use her mouth."

"Oh." I hadn't really thought of it that way round. The girl pleasing the boy. I had planned on getting Jase to do it to me in return for letting him go all the way. "But isn't a man too big for a girl’s, sorry, woman's mouth?”

"It just takes a little practice sweetheart, just a little practice."

Dad never calls me sweetheart, never, even when he was shagging me earlier he called me Natalie, he only ever called mum sweetheart. Was he getting us confused? I know I looked a lot like my mum.

"Oh, I guess." What else could I say?"

Dad got off the bed and faced me. He undid his trousers and let them fall, his cock hard again, looking even bigger in the dim light in my bedroom. "Just hold it sweetheart and then kiss the end."

I got up and sat on the edge of the bed and held his cock. It was hard, but this time wasn't as dry as before, it was a little tacky. I bent forward and licked the end of his cock, it definitely smelt how I smell when I have touched my self. Was I tasting my mum?

"Open your mouth sweetheart" dad said and as I opened my mouth he leant forward and pushed himself into me. He pulled out a little and then pushed back in, and kept repeating the movement, he was shagging my mouth. "Suck me sweetheart, like it’s a lolly and use your tongue on my tip."

It felt as if he was going a little deeper into my mouth each time he pushed in. I sucked, sucked as hard as I could and ran my tongue over the end of his cock. He went so deep I gagged and felt as if I would be sick. Dad held my head, his cock deep in my throat.

'Fight it sweetheart. that feeling goes with practice, soon you will be able to take all of me in your mouth, keep sucking, keep licking."

I had a strong urge to spew but did as I was told, I desperately fought against the urge, and sucked my dad's cock for all I was worth, licking his cock end when I could, tasting him, tasting my mum on him as he taught me how to let him shag my mouth.

"I'm going to cum sweetheart, don't let any spill, it won't hurt it'll go straight down into your tummy." And suddenly my throat was covered, I felt his spurts inside me, I hadn't felt them when he was in my fanny, but I felt his warm spurts in my mouth, and I swallowed it all, sucking him to try and get every drop, I didn't want mum to find my dads spurts on my bedding when she did the washing.

"Did you get it all sweetheart."

"Yes dad, every bit."

"Good girl, daddy is very proud of you, that is something else you can do when you make your dad hard, I am going to bed now sweetheart. Goodnight baby." He pulled his trousers up, and left, shutting my bedroom door behind him.

I slept fitfully that night, my dreams mixing up my dad and Jase and images of my mum telling me off for getting Jase hard. My night seemed to be full of cocks and balls and a fanny full of dad's stuff, his spurts, his spunk. I was glad when morning came.

My phone jingled, a text message. 'folks out all day, wanna come over?'

I really didn't want to be alone with dad at the moment, and I didn't want mum giving me the third degree on what I had been doing with Jase. 'K. 30 mins, let me shwr xx' I sent back, and rushed to the bathroom shutting and locking the door behind me. I turned the shower up as hot as it would go, and again I removed the shower head and washed myself inside. 

I wasn't sure what might happen with Jason, but in case we did get intimate, I wanted to make sure that there was no evidence left of my dad. I was also happy to see that my fanny had returned to what felt like its normal size.

I put on a soft bra, matching panties, and my leather skirt. Well, if things went the way I was sure that Jase wanted, then, there was no point in making things difficult for him. At that stage I still wasn't sure what I wanted, but I knew what I could have, and I knew that I could make Jase hard.

 

Rear View

Rear View

College had been boring, the morning not so much so. Jase and I had explored each other then we had regular sex in his bed. His desire to explore my 'other option' as he called seemed to go away, and I must say I was grateful for that. I wasn't sure how that would go, and I was in no hurry to find out.

After tea, mum went across to see Gran and I was just sat on the settee watching some rubbish on TV. I don't know why we had to have the TV on, I found must of the stuff in it utterly boring. Dad liked to watch stuff on the Discovery channel, I tried to tell him it wasn't real, but he wouldn't listen. I tried very hard not to look at his crotch, I knew his bulge was there, I knew I should not look at it, and I knew I should not be tempted. I couldn't help it. In my mind I could see his cock sticking out of his trousers and my hand pulling his skin back and me leaning forward to suck him into my mouth, his stuff erupting inside me. At the thought my mind was in overdrive and I coughed as if my mouth were full.

"You alright sweetheart?" Dad asked.

"Yes dad, I am fine, sorry, not sure what that was." Oh my goodness I had to go upstairs, I would not be able to sit here, my imagination was going wild, and I had mixed up memories of Jase and my dad and merged them into one. I was pretty sure I was very wet between my legs and then I realised that I was pressing myself with my hand. Oh shit.

"If there is anything you want sweetheart, you know, I am just here. Anything, anything at all. It is just you and me sweetheart."

I was silent. I did not dare say anything, I wasn't sure I could say anything, and I know my face was red from my dad watching me rub myself. "It's okay dad" I managed, my voice croaky, "think I will just go upstairs, I don't want to watch this anyway."

"Okay sweetheart, well, you know where I am."

I rushed up stairs, first to the loo. My panties were soaked, oh my, and I was so tender to the touch. I wasn't wet because of Jase, no, I had washed myself thoroughly, no, this was from sitting next to my dad and my mind looking at his cock. I wiped myself using a moist towelette, got up, flushed and went to go to my bedroom to get some dry underwear, my wet panties in my hand. Dad was on the landing and I almost bumped straight into him. Fanny out, knickers in hand.

"Are you sure that you're okay sweetheart? Only you didn't sound it."

I just nodded, I couldn't speak. He held his arms out and pulled me to him for a cuddle, he made no comment that I was half naked. I could feel his cock pressing into me, there was no doubt he was very hard. My mind replayed the sounds he and mum made last night as he fucked her, and without realising, I pushed back at his cock. "Oh dad" I said very quietly.

"Do you want me to take you into your bedroom sweetheart?"

I simply nodded again. Dad held me and took me into my bedroom and lay me on my bed. "Last chance sweetheart if you say no then I walk away."

I didn't say anything. I just looked at him. Dad undid his belt and pulled his trousers down. I could see his cock straining in his pants. He pushed his pants down and stepped out of them, his cock sticking out in front, hard, ready and me waiting, wanting.

He knelt between my legs, dipped forward and rubbed his cock up and down my crease. Even though I had just wiped, I was wet again and dad just pushed and he was in me, I felt his cock as it pushed in and then pressed at my depths, his balls between my thighs. Oh God, what had I done? Dad eased back and just as I thought his cock was going to fall out of me he pushed back in hard, I grunted, loudly, the same noises my mum made yesterday evening. Dad was thrusting and I was grunting, his cock sliding inside me so easily, the end of his cock reaching my full depth, pressing hard, testing me, his hands squeezing my breasts and his stomach hitting my clitty as he stroked inside me. It was too much. Dad was still going but I finished, I know I squeezed him as I came, hard, and loudly and I slumped beneath him, finished. Dad pulled out and took his cock in his hand and wanked.

"Here you are sweetheart, going to cover you with my cum, watch baby girl." 

Hard and fast he stroked and then he erupted, spurt after spurt all over my fanny and belly. It was incredible to watch. "I knew you wanted more sweetheart, I just had to wait." Dad got up and went to the bathroom and I heard him wash. He came back into the bedroom and picked up his clothes. "I'm going back downstairs sweetheart," he said, "you know where I am."

I just lay there, dad's cum on my belly and fanny, wondering why I had done it, why it had felt so much better than this morning with Jase? Was it because it was forbidden, taboo? I got up and went back to the bathroom and realised I need more than a wash and wipe, I needed a shower, I took the last of my clothes off and showered, and as I aimed the shower head at my fanny the pulse started again and I came again. What was wrong with me?

Before I got into bed I propped my phone up and set it to video and knelt in front of it, so I could see the rear view that Jase had loved. Oh. Okay, well, that was different. My fanny really bulged backwards between my thighs; I did think my bottom looked sweet though. As I lay sideways on the bed, I thought about what Jase wanted to do, to use my bottom instead of my fanny. I licked my finger and with my arm over my side and my knees bent, I tried to push it inside. It hurt, a little, but not as much as I expected, but then my finger wasn't as big as Jase's cock, and I didn't really enjoy it. Not something I was looking forward to. I lay naked on my bed and fell asleep, my door open a little, I didn't care.

When I woke up this morning, my door was closed, mum or dad must have closed it, I didn't care. Would my dad expect to fuck me every time we were alone? Would I want him to? I had no idea, I had no idea how I felt about it. I had been so determined not to have sex with him, and yet at almost the first opportunity, I had let it happen, even encouraged it to happen.

"Toast love?" mum asked as I went into the kitchen.

"Er, yes mum, please."

"You left your door open last night, I shut it for you before dad came up."

"Oh, okay mum, thanks, I had a shower, went into my room, and the next thing I know it was this morning. I must have just zonked out."

"Just as long as you are not coming down with something."

"No mum, I don't think so. Dad gone already?"

"Yes he has to travel quite away today, so he made an early start. You know, I don't know what it is, but he is a bit more attentive these days. Something agrees with him."

"Attentive?"

"I don't think you need me to explain anymore young lady."

Blooming nora, had he shagged mum last night too? I had conked out and hadn't heard anything. Ash told me that as men got older, they slowed down, didn't do it as much and sometimes, couldn't do it. That did not seem to be the case with my dad.

"Mum!"

"Needless to say I was in the shower first thing this morning as soon as your dad left. So, if you want a shower before you go out, you will need a clean and dry towel."

"I'm okay mum, I showered last night, so should be okay today, well, till tonight anyway."

Ash had texted me overnight to ask if I wanted to go round as her parents were both going to be out. I had texted back saying yes. Mum left telling me to make sure I locked up and as she shut the door I went into their bedroom and pulled back the quilt. There it was. A wet patch. A pool of my dad's cum. I ran my finger through it, making circles and then, I don't know why, I licked my finger and tasted it. Dad must have woken up and shagged mum before they got up and someone, mum probably, just threw the quilt over the bed covering up the evidence of his attentiveness.

Bra, top, panties, skirt and trainers and I left for Ash's, using my key to double lock the door as I left. She was really excited to see me.

"You'll never guess." She said.

"You are right, I won't."

"Gentra has said her brother wants to meet me."

"Well, yeah of course he does, you know why."

"Well perhaps I want to too."

"Fair enough, but can you trust him to be quiet and not brag about it?"

"Well, yes that is the thing. I want you to be here so you can be a witness and if he says something we can both say he lied, and also so that you can make sure he doesn't do anything I don't want him to."

"What?" You want me to watch you make out with a boy? I did think I was coming here for us to, you know, as we did the other day."

"Don't be silly of course we will, I don't ever want to stop that, but I just want to know what it is like with a boy. Until I have been with a boy I don't know if I am gay or not."

"Does it matter?"

"You have been with Jase and with me. You know. I have only been with you. I don't."

"Oh, Okay."

"Right, let me just send a text and then I want you naked."

As she was messing with her phone I reversed my morning and took my trainers, panties, top, bra and skirt off. I was once more naked and about to indulge in sex. 

"Okay we have about an hour," She said as she undressed and then stood forward and kissed me. Her kissing was softer than Jase, and as she kissed she lightly ran a finger in the valley of my sex. 

“Lay on the bed Nat," she said and as I lay down she knelt between my legs and started kissing my sex, a finger teasing at my opening, her nose pressing my clitty. I kept my eyes closed and just let the feeling wash through me, the pleasure as she licked along my valley and slowly eased a finger inside and then pushed it upwards, pressing at my clitty from the inside. As she wiggled her finger inside me she used her teeth to grip and pull my clitty.

"Turn around Ash" I said as the pleasure rolled through me in waves, "I want you to lay on me so I can reach you at the same time." Ash stopped her fingering and licking, a moment of sadness as the pleasure stopped, and lay on me, her fanny right above my mouth. I reached up and pressed my tongue between her flaps as they hung down, and as I licked her, she resumed licking me. I licked two fingers to make sure they were properly wet and teased them at her hole, pushing slowly until both were inside her, and as I managed to nip her clitty between my teeth, I waggled my fingers inside her, making a scissor movement.

"Oh Goodness Nat, what?" She gasped as she started fingering me, her finger going in and out, her thumb pressing my clitty on the in strokes, another finger brushing my bottom on the outs. Faster and faster she went and as I lost a sense of reality I found myself fingering her too, we were in sequence without realising it.

Ash came first and her fanny clamped hard on my fingers, her muscles down there really strong, and then I finished a moment later. We both lay there panting.

"Hell." Ash said, "what did you do, wow?"

"Just what a boy might do, if you were to let him, fingers, that's all, fingers. oh, and my mouth too. I love the way your fanny curls around me." I had meant to take a back view look at her, but events had overtaken us.

"Let's go and get a drink, he will be here soon."

"What, who?"

"Ali, Gentra's brother. I told him he could come round but that he had to behave himself."

"Ash! But I am here, I am naked."

"Well, I did tell you first and you didn't say no. And anyway, he wants to touch me and in return I get to touch him."

"I didn't think you meant today. Bloody hell Ash. I am going to get dressed."

"Please don't Nat."

"How are you going to answer the door? Naked? Anyone could see you."

"I shall wear my robe, I have it down here ready, and as soon as he is in I shall slip it off and tell him to follow me upstairs."

"He will get a brilliant view of your bum as he follows."

"And my yoni and if that doesn't get him going, the sight of you, naked, as he enters my bedroom will blow his mind."

I was really unsure about this. So far only my dad and mum, and Jase had seen me naked, as a grown up. "I am not sure I can trust him to say nothing."

"That is the beauty of it. If he says anything, we can both say he is a liar, that we were just listening to music and he had said he had a new track he had downloaded for us to listen to. It was rubbish and we sent him away. Did anyone really think two girls would get naked for Gentra's brother. Really?"

"Make sure his phone is off and he leaves it downstairs. I don't want any sneaky pictures."

"Okay. You will do this for me?"

"Okay, just this once, but not again."

We sat in the kitchen drinking a milkshake and the doorbell rang. I was startled and wasn't expecting it yet. "Hurry, upstairs" Ash said and I rushed past her and went into her bedroom. I sat on her bed with my back to the door. 

I presumed Ash had a robe or something to wear and I heard her open the door. I heard her ask for his phone and told him to show her it was turned off. "Okay Ali, follow me."

At that point she must have taken her robe off as I heard Ali say 'fuck yes'. I heard Ash come into the room, "He's here Nat" she said.

"Fuck yes" again from Ali.

"I think that you are overdressed Ali" she said. "Here are the rules. There are two of us, our word against yours. If we say no, then we mean no. Is that clear?"

"Yes." I turned around. Ali was pulling his shirt over his head and trying to step out of his trousers. It was a comical sight, and I did feel a bit sorry for him. I got up and went across to him, forgetting my nakedness.

"Here, let me help" I said as I took his top and eased it up. He was quite muscled, more so than Jase, and as I removed his top and his eyes were clear he realised he was staring straight at my boobs. Probably the first real ones he had seen.

"Fuck" he said.

"Is that the only word you know?" Ash asked him. He turned to her voice and was faced with her naked boobs. He managed to sit on the edge of the bed and pull his trousers off. He was naked.

Okay, I wasn't expecting that. His cock was much bigger than Jase or my dad, I mean much bigger. It looked quite a bit longer and was definitely fatter. He also didn't have any skin covering his end. It was big, fat and purple and completely uncovered. Crumbs.

Ash looked at me and then his cock. "I think I want to hold that," she said and sat next to Ali and gripped his cock. I thought he was going to faint. Ash moved her hand up and down and his cock began to pulse a little. Ash leant forward and looked closely as she stroked him and with her other hand she held his balls. 

They were also much bigger I realised, and I wondered if bigger meant they spurted out more.

"Can I touch you?" He asked Ash, "Only you did say I could." His voice was a little pathetic.

"Yes." Ash let go of his cock and lay down, her legs open, showing him her sex. He sat up and he ran a finger in-between her flaps and then when he found her hole, he just pushed in. I recognised his inexperience.

"Let me show you" I said and took his hand. "Don't just shove a finger in, that won't please a girl. Gently rub up and down and feel as she gets a little wet." I watched as he did as instructed, he was a fast learner. "Now at the top of her valley there is a small lump. Gently play with that, and as you get better, you will please her more and more, and then you might find she wants to please you."

"Okay, but when do I finger her?" Crumbs.

"Play with her valley, gently play with her lump, and if she get wet, then you know it is time to gently ease a finger inside her."

I could tell Ash was getting quite turned on as Ali practiced his lessons, fingering his first girl, and Ash started to pant and hold her breath. "Oh" she said and she came, her fanny clamping around Ali's finger as he buried it deep within her.

"Was that okay?" He asked.

"That was the sign that everything was okay. When you see and feel that, you don't need to ask." I was explaining like the expert I was. I have had sex with a cock four times and thrice with a fanny, all in less than a week, and here I was giving expert tuition.

"Can we fuck? I have a condom." Of course he does I thought.

"Who are you asking?" Ash asked. "I hadn't intended to go that far, I only wanted to touch, that is what I said we could do."

Ali looked at me. "You know all about it, can you teach me?"

Oh shit.

"You know to be gentle, you know that no means no, and you know to get me ready, not just stick it in?"

"Yes."

"Okay. I am going to bend over and rest on the bed. You will clearly see my fanny, do not and I mean do not try and stick your cock in my bottom."

"I won't, honestly."

"Put your condom on then." He wasn't my boyfriend, I didn't know him. I didn't want his juices inside me. I watched as he tore open the wrapper and rolled it over his cock. Satisfied I turned and knelt and hoped he had learned his lessons. 

Ash just looked at me her eyes wide open.

I felt him behind me. He pushed his finger into my valley and started easing it up and down, and as I got wetter, I felt him press a finger at my hole, luckily it slipped in easily. I felt his finger leave and then his cock pressed against my valley He must have held it in his hand and then started pushing into me.

God he was big. I gasped as he pushed in and breathed a sigh of relief when he finally stopped. I was full and I was stretched, and Ali started to pull out and then push back in. He started going faster, his balls bouncing against my thighs, and his length meant he really pushed against the end of my insides, I knew I was going to be sore.

"Urgh, urgh, urgh" I realised it was me making the sounds and the slap slap slap as he hit my bottom seemed so loud. There could be no mistake if anyone was hearing, it was like me listening to my mum and dad. He pushed in hard and tried to push in more and he made a odd sound and then sighed deeply. He had finished. He had shagged his first woman. I squeezed my fanny as hard as I could and his cock plopped out with a slurping noise.

"Wow." Was all he said. Ash was red faced and had her hand between her legs. I wondered what she had been doing as I was being shagged. As if I couldn't guess.

Ali turned and sat on the bed. Ash handed him a tissue and he pulled the condom off and wrapped it in the tissue. I held my hand to her and she gave me a tissue to wipe myself. Luckily the condom had held all his spurts so it was just my own wetness to wipe up.

"Okay," Ash said. "You have done what you wanted to. You can leave now."

"Oh. I had hoped, well, you know?"

"No Ali, we don't know." I looked at his cock and it had risen again. He certainly recovered quickly.

"I would like to see you girls do it."

"No Ali, we don't do that."

"But, she was naked."

"Yes, we were ready for you."

"Oh." His cock was really sticking up now.

"Ash" I said. "perhaps you could, you know, help him on his way?" And I pointed at his hard cock.

"What, you mean?"

"Yes Ash, hand time." Well, she had wanted to handle a cock, like I told her I had handled Jase's.

She reached down and took his cock in her hand. Her fingers only seemed to stretch half way around, he really had a big cock. She started a slow stroke. 

"Squeeze harder Ash" I said, the expert, "and go as fast as you can." He didn't last long, two long spurts erupted from his cock both hitting Ash on her face and dripping onto her boobs.

"Right Ali. You can go now. If you ever, and I mean it, ever, talk about this we will call you a sad liar and say your cock is probably small and you wouldn't know how to please a girl and that we thought you were gay. I mean it."

"I won't."

"Not anyone, especially your sister."

"I won't. Can I see you again?"

"Well that depends on how discrete you are."

"Okay."

After Ali had gone Ash looked at me. "I didn't expect you to do that. All I agreed to was touching."

"Well, it was the moment. And he did have a nice looking cock."

"I could not believe it, when he was, you know, doing it, the inside of your yoni came out with his cock, I didn't think you would be able to do it. He was more like a marrow than a courgette."

"I could see that you liked it."

"Oh."

"Did you imagine he was doing it to you, is that why you fingered yourself as he shagged me?"

"Yes."

"So, how do you feel now you have stroked off a boy. Are you gay?"

"I don't know. I was too scared to let him, you know."

"Shag you"

"Yes."

"You need to do that you know, shag I mean, not necessarily with him.'

"I know, I was just too scared today, but watching you was mad."

"I am not going to shag the next boy that comes here. That was a one off."

"Really?"

I didn't have another answer.

"You need to make sure that you get rid of the condom and the wrapper, if your parents ever see that in your bedroom you will be in trouble."

"I know. I slipped it in his trouser pocket when he wasn't looking, just need to check he didn't drop it in the bin on his way out. I am sure my parents check the bin."

I was laying on the bed at home later. I had showered and was laying just in my dressing gown. Tea had been cottage pie mum got out of the freezer. It had been okay, nothing special. I got a text from Ash. 'I checked. He dropped it in street. I kicked it down drain'

I texted back 'phew' and thought that not only was he a silly sod, but so was Ash for even arranging it. She must know that Gentra would say something to someone. I was ready if anyone said anything to me about it.

'will u do it again' Ash texted.

'wot' I sent back

'a boy in my room'

'probs not'

'k'

Then I got a text from Jase. it had 2 pictures, both of his cock, one with the skin pulled all the way back, and one with the skin just normal, covering the head.

'told u no photos. wot if my dad sees them on my phone'

I saved them to my cloud, sent them to Ash and then deleted them from my phone.

'wot!!!!!!!' back from Ash

'sum 1 sent them to me. thort id share'

'is they both same cock'

'dunno, spose'

'dyu wanna wnk it'

'n'

'y n'

'Not in rush'

I didn't let her know it was Jase, some secrets need to be secrets. I sent the video I had taken of my bum to Ash too. 'recognise it'

'u?'

'y'

'mmmm'

'urs if you wont'

'y pleas'

Then I sent it to Jase 'if you ever share this I will destroy you. YUR EYES ONLY'

I knew I had said I wasn't going to do pictures on the phone, but, I also said I wasn't going to shag my dad and I had no intention of shaging Gentra's brother either.

'fuk hot' Jase sent back

'touching myself thinking of you.guess where' I sent him

'oh god. ur fanny'

'video was clue. g'night xx'

I would leave him hanging. I wasn't actually touching myself and didn't intend to either. My door was almost shut and I was in bed with my light off. I put my phone on the charger and lay in bed. I heard the lighter steps of mum as she came up stairs, my door pushed open a little and then pulled back to. She obviously thought I was asleep and so didn't say anything. Then I was asleep.

 

Dad Delivers

Dad Delivers

"You won't believe it."

"What?"

"My parents had sex last night."

"Oh."

"I have the video."

"Jase, you what? You have the video?"

"Yeah. I thought I heard them, so this morning I checked dad's cameras and, well, you can see it if you want." I wasn't actually sure I did want to see his mum and dad having sex. It was raining and so we had stayed in, and we were laying on the bed in my bedroom. Mum and dad were both out and I didn't have college until later, Jase had arrived at about nine.

"I'm not sure I do, I mean, well, it's just sex, and I don't think I want to see your dad naked."

"Okay. The thing I found interesting is that mum has shaved herself down there."

"Okay, so, neat or bald?" Not that I was really interested.

"Oh bald, totally bald, and her inner bits hang out, unlike yours, I wonder if that is why she just let her hair grow?"

"You are comparing my fanny with your mum's?"

"Oh I didn't mean it like that, I am just not good at describing things."

"Jase you do not, ever, have to describe your mum's fanny to me. Okay?"

"Okay, anyway, they did the sucking and licking each other at the same time thing and then mum got on top of dad and that is how they did it."

"Can you ever unsee it?"

"I doubt it."

"No, so firstly that is why I don't need to see it, and secondly you need to stop describing it to me. Okay?"

"Yes."

"I guess it means things may be improving with your parents?"

"Well I hope so. I don't want them to start arguing and split up, that is for sure."

"Neither do you need to see them have sex. I think it probably not a good time to talk about the cameras with your dad. He might guess that you have been watching them. That would be awkward."

"Yes, true. What about you, how is Bren and Ash? Have you seen them much?"

"Bren, yeah I went over before college. She is a bit confused I think. She thinks she might be gay but is all over the place. Ash is just a bit down at the moment, she'll be fine in a couple of days."

"I have evidence that you are not gay."

"Oh, do you now? And what evidence might that be? Can you point to it, can you show it in a court of law? No, I do not believe that you can produce any evidence in your assertion."

Jase leant over and kissed. A soft kiss, his lips just brushing mine, his tongue running along the purse of my lips, gently probing. I felt his hand on my breast, his fingers circling my nipple as he teased it to harden. I leant down and felt his hard cock in his chinos.

"That touch, just there," he said into my lips, "that is my evidence."

"Mm" I said, "I may just be playing along."

"Oh? In which case I will stop then," he said and began to pull away.

"Don't you dare mister," I said pulling him back. He lay on me, his hardness pressing into me, his arousal very obvious. I could feel how wet I was getting and my desire to have his cock inside me confirmed his thinking. I wanted him. I wriggled from under him and went across and shut my bedroom door, just in case anyone came home. I undid my skirt button and zip and let it fall to the floor. I looked him in the eyes and pulled my top up and off. I put my hands behind and flicked my bra undone and pulled it forward and off. Thumbs inside my panties I pushed them down and stepped out of them.

I stood in front of Jase, naked, my legs slightly apart, my intention hopefully clear, even to a boy. He sat forward on the bed and pulled his top off. He swung his legs to the side and pulled his chinos and pants down together, naked, he faced me, his cock hard and jutting. I walked to him and put my arms around him and kissed him as hard as I could, pressing his lips flat, my tongue pushing into his mouth.

He fell back onto the bed, and I quickly straddled him and wrapped my lips around his cock, my fanny above his mouth, I let my hips relax and my fanny was his for the taking. I worked his cock skin down with my hand and started licking the top of his cock, my tongue probing the small hole at the end. I could feel as his tongue slipped along the valley of my sex and worked towards my clitty.

I sucked his cock hard into my mouth as I bobbed my head up and down, my nose pressed against his balls as I took him deep inside my mouth, my breath momentarily blocked by his cock. I relaxed back and slowly withdrew his length, still sucking and licking his cock end as I almost withdrew it fully. I felt his teeth nibble my clitty and his fingers probed lightly at my crinkle, sliding tantalisingly along the little valley between my fanny and my pucker. The heat within me grew and the shards of electricity began to dance between my clitty, my nipples and my anus, and with the pulsing in Jase's cock I knew we were both near.

Spurts from Jase's cock hit the back of my throat and some shot from my nose as he poured his juices into my throat. I pressed my fanny hard into his face and I finished, pulsing as the waves of pleasure rolled through my body. Jase's cock softened in my mouth and slipped from me. I licked my lips and swallowed the few juices that hadn't been shot down my throat and rolled to the side, Jase laying next to me, his cock soft and his breathing fast.

"I know, I just know, that was better than my mum and dad and I just know that you are so much better than my mum at that."

"Jase!" I don't need comparisons with his mum. Is he fixated on her?

"Well. It's true."

"I don't care Jase. I do not want comparisons. I do not want to re-enact what other people do. I just want what we do to be private, just us. Not copies, okay?"

"Of course Nat, but can I just say, it was you that rolled on me to do the each other at the same time thing."

"True, but I was not thinking of your parents when I did that. It was just of the moment."

"I don't imagine anyone else when I am with you."

"And when you are alone, your cock in your hand, who are you thinking of then? Me, or your mum?"

"Honestly? You. I cannot imagine my mum sexually. Can you imagine your dad doing it to you?"

I don't have to imagine, I just have to remember, but Jase doesn't need to know that. I lay back, in the aftermath of sex with my boyfriend and remembered my dad's cock. How it felt in my hands, its hardness and how big it was, I remembered it pushing into me, I remembered it filling me, I remembered the slap sounds as dad fucked me and I remember the mess of his juices, and I remembered how they tasted.

"God no Jase, No, eurgh, Jase, my dad is so old, oh my God. Crumbs, no I don't want to even think that." Perhaps I protested too much? Could I keep the promise I made to myself and not go with my dad again?

"Watcha thinking?" Jase interrupted my memories of dad.

"Oh just us, in the woods actually, totally naked outdoors. It makes my fanny tingle when I remember it. That is what I tend to think of when I am alone with just my fingers for company."

"Cool, you think of us when you do it to yourself too? That is so cool." Well, yes Jase, sometimes, and sometimes it is Ash, or Bren, or, more frequently, my dad, and that is a bit of a concern. What doesn't help is that when I remembered the old phone that I had left turned on on my shelf, I checked it, just to see if it had recorded anything. I didn't expect it to, but it had.

Yesterday afternoon dad must have popped home for something, because he was definitely out when I got home yesterday. Dad had come in and laid on my bed. "Oh Natalie," he had said and started rubbing himself through his trousers. He undid his trousers and pulled his cock out and started rubbing himself. "Oh Natalie sweetheart, yes, just like that, yes," he kept saying, his hand going faster and faster until he erupted, streams of his juice, up in the air, landing on my bed cover. "Oh God, yes Natalie." He had put his cock back in his trousers, zipped up and left.

My dad was doing it to himself and imagining it was me. Me.

"Did you like that, being naked in the woods?" Jase interrupted my thoughts.

"Like it? No, not really, I loved it Jase."

"I have a mad idea but I bet you won't be up for it."

"Go on."

"Us, in the woods, naked, in the rain, doing it, fucking in the rain."

I tried to imagine the feelings, the sensations of the rain falling on me. Would I lay on my back, or would I be on top? The very thought sent shivers through my crotch. "Oh goodness, yes."

"Now?"

"No Jase, we have just, you know, and anyway, I have to get to college."

"Raincheck?"

"Raincheck."

College was hard, it took my whole brain to concentrate and when I got home, I was pretty beat. Dad had texted me to say he was bringing Chinese and that mum was going to Gran's. Now that John was out of the picture, I kind of believed that was exactly where mum was, no sneaky hotel meets anymore. Dad in my room had played on my mind as I sat on the bus and stared out at the wet rain covered streets. I wasn't sure what my feelings were. I knew I shouldn't. I knew I had made it clear that me and dad couldn't do that.

But.

When I got home I quickly showered and put on just a thin top and a skirt, nothing else. I still wasn't sure where I was going to go with this. I got some plates, forks and chop sticks out ready for when dad got home. Dad came through the door with a loud hello and then as he came into the kitchen, "Oh there you are love, I thought you might be up in your room."

"No dad, I was just getting things ready for our night in together." Oh, that came out a bit wrong, I hurried on, "right, pass it across and I'll dish up whilst you go wash up."

Dad had got a Chow Mein for me and a sweet and sour Prawn for himself. There were some prawn crackers, and also a couple of spring rolls. I tipped the crackers onto a plate and put it in the middle of the table, the spring rolls I put onto the side of the crackers plate. I spread the egg fried rice around dad's plate and tipped the sweet and sour in the middle, like an island in a sea of rice, and finally poured mine onto a plate. I was pleased to see that the Chinese had now switched to the card cartons rather than those plastic containers that they used to use.

Dad came in and sat down, he had obviously washed and changed his clothes, a T-shirt and trousers, out of the clothes he would have been in all day. "Looks nice sweetheart, thank you."

"Well, you got it dad, all I did was to be mum." I wondered what would go through his mind when I said that.

I am absolutely useless with chopsticks, dad is brilliant. Half way through and I gave up and switched to a fork. I was taking a fork full of my Chow Mein and putting it on a cracker and then eating it like that, the soft textures of the chow Mein went really well with the crunch of the prawn cracker. There was too much concentration in the eating for us to have much of a conversation, but soon it was all gone. 

I cleared up, and made a point of bending forward to load the bottom half of the dish washer. If dad looked, well, his imagination could have been on holiday. I was still unsure. I knew I should not let anything happen.

We went and sat down on the settee. "Your mum will be a while she said. Your mum has gran's laundry to do, and no one else bothers with her."

"Well that is okay dad, just us then."

"Do you like playing mum?" Oh.

"Well, I guess dad, yes, you're the dad and I'm the mum this evening."

"How far do you like playing mum? Only, I saw you in the kitchen, you know when you loaded the dishwasher, and I know what you have said about some things."

So. Here it was. I either went left or right. There was no middle ground. "I know dad. I know what I said, but." I paused and had to think carefully what I said or did next. "Dad, I know you were in my bedroom. I am okay with that, and, well mum isn't here, and I could, you know, kind of take her place, if you would like."

There. I had said it. He won't know what I know, just that I knew that he had been in my bedroom. He might not know for sure that I knew what he had done, but he would think that I probably did.

"Are you sure sweetheart? I mean really, only, I love you so much, I don't want to hurt you in any way, but, oh my goodness I do love how you look."

I stood before him. I either carried on or I went out of the room and locked myself in my room. I took a breath. "Mum is here for you Patrick." I said as I pulled my top off, revealing my breasts to my dad. I dropped the top on the side chair, undid the button and zip on my skirt and let it fall at my feet. I was now totally naked standing in front of my dad.

"Oh fuck Nat," dad said.

"No love," I said, "tonight I am Rachel. I want you to treat me like your wife, not like a fragile little girl. Be with me the way you are with mum when you think I am asleep." There. Now he knew, he knew that I knew when they shagged, and he knew that is what I wanted him to do to me. He pulled his T-shirt off, undid his trousers and as he stood, he stepped out of them. He hadn't been wearing pants and he was as naked as I was.

There was no turning back. My dad was about to shag me the way he shagged mum. No restraint, no holding back, I wanted him pounding me, I wanted to feel bruised and used. "Kneel on the settee sweetheart."

I knelt on the settee cushion and rested my hands on the back. My bottom stuck out backwards, and I felt his breath in my crease and his fingers sought my valley and rubbed gently up and down. His tongue was rough as he rimmed my entrance, his nose pressing hard at my anus, oh God I was so hot down there and his rough tongue was stirring feelings all around my entrance, his tongue darting in, his nose pressing against my anus, and then he slipped further up, his tongue now probing my bottom and a finger replaced his tongue and he slipped inside me, first one then two, perhaps three fingers moving in and out, finger shagging me. It was wonderful, but not what I wanted.

"I want your cock inside me, please, I need my husband's meat in my baby maker." I hoped I wasn't going too far in my role playing, but I had remembered the feeling of him inside me, and I wanted it again. His fingers slowly withdrew and I felt empty. I sensed him rise and stand behind me, and then there it was. I could feel his cock as he slid it up and down my slick wet valley. Oh God I wanted him inside me. His cock slid down and rested at my entrance and the pressure began. I felt as he slowly pushed forward, I imagined my fanny being forced apart, my entrance stretching, widening, wanting.

There was a pain, but a pleasure pain, as he pushed in. It seemed to take forever for his cock to slide into me and then I felt as if my insides were being pushed deeper inside me, and his body came to a stop against my buttocks, but he still pressed in. I was filled. His cock had gone in so deep, so much deeper than I thought possible, my fanny stretched to its limits to take him, and then he slowly withdrew. Oh God, no, no, I wanted him inside me.

Thwack as he slammed back inside me the slap of his body as he hit my buttocks, his cock forcing its way between my inner organs, filling me, leaving no space untaken. Thwack again, faster and faster he was filling and emptying me, faster, harder, deeper, I was helpless, I couldn't have moved even if I wanted to his cock was totally dominating me, I was being taken in a way I had not before. I was being fucked. Completely fucked.

With a cry he slammed hard into me and held his position. He had finished. He was filling me, pulsing, spurting, coating me in his baby maker juices, his cock hard inside me not allowing any of those precious drops to escape. "Oh fuck Nat." He said.

"Rachel. Not Nat, I am your wife tonight," I managed. Dad pulled away and slumped on the settee. I turned and saw his beautiful softening, glistening cock and I knew what I had to do. I knelt down and sucked his cock into my mouth. I worked my tongue up and down, pulling every drop of his juices from him, holding and caressing his balls as I took every ounce of his juices from him. I felt a twitch and his cock began to harden in my mouth. I licked at his end, I pulled his skin down, I sucked and his cock hardened like rounders bat in my hand, hard and pressing down my throat as he jerked his hips as if fucking my mouth.

"Yes Pat, come on," I mumbled, my mouth full of dad meat, "yes, fuck my throat." Faster he went, deeper he pushed, i wanted to gag, but my need for him inside me helped me resist. "Cum for me Pat, cum down my throat, fill me." I am not sure how many words got out as he ravished my mouth, his body slamming up, his balls bouncing up into my chin as his lust overtook him and with a roar he came again. I felt the spurts jet down my throat, I felt the tickle as they shot down to my stomach, and as he finished I pulled up and away. No drops escaped my mouth. My fanny was flooding, and I was in danger of leaving a large puddle on the settee. I put my hand across my fanny to try and stem the tide and rushed to the loo.

I sat and let it drain, I tried to push out what I could, and rolling up some loo paper as a plug, I pushed it inside and dammed the time. I went back in to the lounge. Dad was still sat on the settee, his breaths gasping. "Fuck girl, what was that?"

"What do you mean Pat, that was just a husband and wife being intimate."

"That was more than that. Your mum is hot and does everything a man could hope for, but never like that."

"I was her tonight, so, yes she has, now."

"No, stop Nat, really, what was that?'

"Let's put some clothes on in case mum comes home. I put my top on and pulled up and did up my skirt. At least I looked decent. Dad took a long hard breath and then pulled his trousers up and pulled on his T-shirt.

He stood up and adjusted his clothing and sat back down. If anyone came in now, they would not have a cause to suspect anything. I knew something had changed in me. I had just been fucked properly, properly like a woman. Fucked hard.

"Why Nat?"

"I had left my phone in my bedroom dad, and it recorded you, what you did, what you said."

"Oh shit."

"No dad, not at all. As I watched it, I knew that I wanted to, wanted you inside me properly, not worrying about dad and daughter crap, I wanted you to lose your inhibitions and fuck me the way a man fucks his woman. And dad, you delivered and I never use the fuck word dad, never."

"My brain was muddled, I knew it was you but some times you were your mum, you look so alike, it was difficult to separate."

"That is good dad, you did just what you needed to do."

"It is still wrong. I should not have been so weak."

"No one will ever know, it is just between us, and dad?"

"Yes sweetheart,"

"If you hadn't given in I would have taken you anyway. Tonight you were going to fuck me whether you knew it or not."

"We must not do this again."

"We must and we will."

"But you can get pregnant, what then? No, we mustn't, it is too risky."

"I won't get pregnant, I have sorted that, but we will do it again, and again, and again, and we will do it every way possible, and you must use me in every way, there must be no holding back because I am a girl. Tonight you made me into a woman."

A Carrot is not for the Breakfast Table

A Carrot is not for the Breakfast Table

I had college all morning, no chance really to talk to Jase, Bren had a day off and asked I would like to go to her, or should she come to me. I told her to come to me as I would have been at college all morning, and so I was on the bus home, and not to the other side of town.

Jase had texted me saying his mum had asked how often he shaved. He had said every other day to keep it smooth with no bristles. I wondered if she would expect the shave session every other day. I texted ' u ought to get your mum 2 get ur dad 2 do it.' He just texted a blank face emoji back.

Dad was at home when I got in, he had popped home for a quick lunch. "Hello sweetheart," he said, "No time for us, I have to go out in ten minutes."

"Hello dad, that's alright, Bren is coming over this afternoon, so that is fine. You'll have to have some mum and you time later."

"Cheeky girl," he said laughing.

I went up and showered and then put on just a thin top and a skirt. No panties or bra. I looked in the mirror and the outfit looked great, not as good as the ones Bren made herself, but still good, and my nipples were rather visible. Oh well. Dad was just leaving as I went down to get a coke, "Nice top love," he said on the way out. Quite.

I was on the settee when the door knocked, I got up and let Bren in. She was wearing another presumably homemade dress under an open gaberdine. It really looked a timeless outfit, the dress buttoned up the front; Bren did have the gift for fashion.

"Hello sweetie," she said slipping off her shoes, "God, you look fab."

"Don't be silly, all shop bought, nothing as good as your outfit. I think I am going to have to get mum's machine out and learn how to sew, but I doubt I will ever be able to compete with you."

"Yes, do it, and you'll be knocking up great clothes in no time. All the sewing is easy, it is just learning how to do zips, and that's a knack, once you've got it, it's a breeze. I have some patterns you can borrow, just trace them rather than cut them and you'll be fine."

"Okay, I think I will then. You can take me to the place you get your fabric and help me choose something."

"Great, yes, you don't want anything too stretchy when you are learning, some nice cottons will be just perfect." She pulled her gaberdine off and hung it over the banister.

We headed up to my room and Bren shut the door behind her and flopped down next to me on the bed. "My mum keeps going on at me to get a boyfriend."

"Yeah, they do that kind of thing. What do you want to do? I got the impression last time we were together that boys were not really your interest."

"Well, that's the thing, they aren't, I love girls, I love their shape, their beauty, the way they taste, their aroma. I don't get any of that from boys. I don't find them attractive, they tend to have an unpleasant smell and their shape is all wrong."

"Okay, but they do have one thing going for them."

"What's that then?"

"A nice hard cock that can fill and stretch you and make you scream."

"I don't know about that, I don't really like things inside me."

"Have you tried?"

"Well tampons of course, and my finger."

"Oh just wait here." I got up and went downstairs and opened the fridge. I rummaged through the vegetables and found just what I needed, a nice fat and long carrot. 'perfect' I said to myself.

"Right then'" I said as I shut the door behind me and joined her on my bed, "I have just the thing you need," and I showed her the carrot.

"You have to be joking Nat," she almost shrieked.

"No Bren, that is about the same size and just as hard as the average boys cock." 

The carrot I had picked was around nine inches long and a good two inches across. Perfect, around the same as Jase, and incidentally my dad, taking into account the end of the carrot I would be holding onto.

"Oh my God Nat. No way that will fit in me."

"Of course it will, we will just have to get you ready. Anyway, first things first." I turned to her and took her face in my hands and kissed her, my tongue probing. She took my hands and moved them down to her boobs and her tongue danced with mine as she kissed back. I pushed her back and undid the buttons of her dress revealing her bra first and then slowly, her fanny, no panties again.

"Mm," she said as my fingers played with her nipples through her bra and then my hand went down and ran gently along the crease of her sex, her inner flaps hot and slippery, as if they were waiting for me. I scooted down the bed and replaced my fingers with my tongue, oh boy, her fanny tasted so good. I slipped along her valley, her lips rubbing against my teeth as I took in her taste and her aroma. I teased a finger around the edge of her opening and my teeth nibbled at her clitoris, pulling it, chewing it, releasing it, licking it.

Her breathing changed and she began panting as I gently eased two fingers into her fanny and started a gentle finger shag as I licked her clitoris. I could feel that she was getting nearer so I took my fingers out of her and reached beside me and grasped the carrot. I eased the carrot up and down her valley getting it nice and wet and I began to slowly push it into her.

"Oh my god, fuck," she gasped as I pushed it into her, the carrot stretching her fanny the way my fingers couldn't, and then when I had around eight inches inside her, I began the carrot shag. Out almost all of the way, and then back in, not hard, it was after all a vegetable, not a cock, but insistent, not easing up until it was stretching her, and as I shagged her with it I also rocked it up and down, just the way a real cock would behave in her fanny.

"Oh shit, shit, shit, fuck," she gasped and then she screamed and I couldn't move the carrot, she had spasmed and clamped it tight inside her as she came.

“Oh fuck." Well, yes, that is as good a description as any. "Really Nat? Is that what a cock feels like?"

"Pretty much. Cocks come in all different shapes and sizes, just like a girls boobs do, but your fanny will adapt and fit all of them. As far as I know, no cock is too big. But I haven't tried that many."

Bren reached down and pulled the carrot from her fanny. "Ow," she said as it pulled out of her, "ow, that last bit hurts." She touched herself, "Oh my god Nat, my fanny is ruined, it is all gaping." I thought she was going to cry.

"No Nat, it will close up soon, it just takes a few minutes, you are not ruined at all."

"Oh."

"Now. How do you feel about boys now?"

"I still think they are smelly and ugly."

"Not going to argue with that, but, cocks. They have a cock. I mean, no girl has one of them."

"I know, but."

"Well, I guess that you will just have to try one and see what you feel for real."

"Rubbish idea, where am I going to find a willing cock?"

"Pretty much on any boy you meet as far as I can tell."

"I can't just go up to a boy and say 'can I try your cock?' That is just silly."

"Actually you can, but you don't have to, you can meet boys everywhere, and once you have started chatting, you are on the way. Get him to buy you a coffee or something, chat about what he likes, try and find a common ground. Before long he will offer to see you home and that is his way of saying he wants to get into your knickers."

"It can't be that simple."

"It is. Someone once said to me 'with one of those' and he pointed at my fanny, 'you can get as many of these, pointing at his cock, as you want.' I think that is pretty much true."

"But I can't talk to boys."

"You can talk to girls, so you can talk to boys. And if you really want to move things along, wear a short dress and white panties. A glimpse of your panties and they will be lost to you. Boys are helpless like that." I knew that I could introduce her to Ali if things became too difficult for her, but that was a last resort, I didn't trust that he wouldn't blab about shagging me.

"I don't know."

"The other thing is, keep tissues and condoms in your purse. You never know, one, you never know who a boy had been with before, and also, you don't want to get pregnant. Once you decide if you do like boys after all, then you can then see your doctor and go on the pill."

"I don't know?"

"You don't know what Bren?"

"I don't know if I like carrots or not now." And she started laughing. I think that she had started on a new road.

"You know that carrot is for my tea?" At that she fell to the side laughing almost uncontrollably, if anyone came in and saw and realised she wasn't wearing panties, I am not sure that they would know what to think.

After Bren had gone to catch a bus I sat on the settee doing some college work, going through web pages and finding and reading the relevant texts. Mum came home and I sort of waved as she walked past, and then dad stuck his head in. 

"Busy?"

"Yeah college. I'll just stick at it until tea if that's okay?"

"Fine sweetheart," Dad said and left to talk with mum. I just had my head into the texts I had to read and making notes as I went. I probably had a solid hour at before I decided I needed a drink.

"Mum's gone for fish and chips." Dad said as I walked into the kitchen, "she's only just gone, so she will be about ten minutes."

I stood behind him and put my arms around him, "mm dad, how about I get you ready for mum later?" and I moved my hand down and undid his zip, his cock was already hard. I pulled his cock through the hole in his pants and started stroking him, squeezing his cock as hard as I could."

"Bloody hell Nat, your mum'll be back in a minute."

"I am just preparing her late night snack dad. Is this what it feels like to be a man and do it to yourself?" I was behind him, his bottom pressing int me, my hand working hard and fast stroking and squeezing his cock. "Is it better with no clothes on, do your balls bounce dad, should I undo your trousers?"

"Christ Nat what would your mum say if she came in and found my trousers round my ankles?"

"I would just tell her I was getting you ready for her, and that I would keep the chips warm whilst she finished you off."

"Stop Nat," and he took my hand and held it tight to stop me. He pulled my hand away and put his cock back inside his trousers and had just done up his zip when mum came through the front door. I stepped away from dad and went and got some cutlery from the drawer, dad coughed and turned to mum, "No problems love?" he asked as I reached for some plates.

"No Pat, everything we wanted. Are you alright, only your face is really red?"

"Yes, Just had a bizarre coughing fit. I think my water went down the wrong way." I smiled.

I heard them last night and again this morning, crumbs they seemed to be doing it all the time. They were both in the kitchen when I went down, dad winked at me and said goodbye and then it was just me and mum. I grabbed some cereal, poured some juice and sat down.

"Did we disturb you love?" Mum asked, I just shook my head.

"I don't know what's got into your dad recently, he is just, well, insatiable."

"Mum!"

"Well, you are all grown up, you know what I am talking about, only I am a bit sore."

"Well, yes, but, it is not something I expected to chat with my mum about."

"I am sure you girls all talk about it when you get together, I know we did when I was your age."

"Sometimes, but it is also makeup and dress patterns and stuff, talking of which, can I borrow the sewing machine? I want to learn to sew."

"I bet you talk about boys and how big their penis is and how they do it and stuff, surely you must."

"A little mum, but, well, I am not that experienced you know, I am not dropping my knickers for every boy I meet." Although it did kind of feel as if I was.

"Well, you have had a few boyfriends, so I just assumed that you went all the way with some of them, and so would have had a little variety."

"No mum, Jase was my first, and no I don't look at porn and so, no I don't have a lot of experience in these things."

"Oh, okay. Don't you get sore? I wonder if it is just me, perhaps I am getting too old."

"Yes mum, I do get sore, but it is a nice sore, but then I don't see Jase everyday, and certainly not twice a day mum, and if you are doing it twice a day you are definitely not too old mum."

"I might get some Witch Hazel from the chemist, that helps with bruising, I could rub some into the outer areas."

"Er, mum, you know, you could always do it in different ways, I mean, I don't know if you do it the same way each time or not."

"Natalie Marie! That is detail I don't need to discuss."

"Another idea mum," I was into my stride now, any embarrassment was gone, "I saw you and dad on a couple of occasions, and they were both different ways, so I assume you don't, and then mum, you could always, you know, take matters in hand." I took the last mouth of cereal and sat back. Mum was looking a little flushed. I think she planned on discussing a bit, but this had gone further than she ever expected.

"What do you mean you saw us? We are always careful."

"No you are not mum, I saw you and dad on the settee one evening when I got up for the loo, and another time when you left your bedroom door open." I didn't plan on mentioning that I had seen her with John.

"Oh God, I am sorry."

"Why be sorry mum? It is natural, you are both enjoying it, it is not as if you are being forced against your will, I am grown up, I know what it is, so, why be embarrassed? Don't be."

"Well, I am, embarrassed, I can't help it."

"You don't need to be, as I said, you could always try different things. You know, sneak up behind him, put your arms around him and undo his zip, pull it out and you know, do him in the kitchen with your hand."

"Natalie!"

"Or," I was in my stride now, "Kneel in front of him and use your mouth, I am told that is always a hit. Or, I suppose, you could offer him your bottom, lot's of ways to ease the pressure on your fanny mum, and still keep dad happy."

"I don't know what to say. How do you even know these things. I am still shocked that you saw us. You must have seen your dad's penis then."

Well, d'uh, of course. "Yes mum, it looks just like Jase's."

"And that didn't upset or shock you?"

"Mum, it's a cock, that is it. It is not my cock, it is not a cock that I expected ever to experience, so why would I be shocked when I saw it? It's a cock. Your cock to play with."

"I don't know, I just thought, well, if you are not experienced in these things, that it could, well, look frightening."

"Mum, a knife is frightening, a cock isn't."

"Do you have a favourite way of doing it?"

"No mum, cock in fanny, however, works for me. I just want both of us to enjoy it, so just giving Jase a hand job doesn't exactly do a lot for me, so I would want something in return. But then, I am not doing it every day, and not often enough to get really sore."

"I can't believe that we have had this conversation."

"Me either. I will make a point of humming loudly or something if I am going to come into a room where you and dad are, just in case mum, just in case."

"Ha," mum said and turned to her washing up.

 

Shaves and Sensitivities

Shaves and Sensitivities

Mum and dad had left their door open a little and I watched through the gap as they had sex. Dad was laying on his back, his legs pointing towards the door. Mum was straddling him, her legs bent either side of him, knees upwards, dad's cock deep inside her. Mum rocked back and forth, dad's cock appearing and disappearing inside her as she did.

It was early morning and I had woken up needing the loo. I did what I needed and, on my way, back to my room I had glanced into their room. Not the usual slap slap sex, I presumed mum was trying this approach to reduce her soreness. Interesting, it also meant that they could have been having much more sex than I was aware off. I did find it interesting that mum and dad were having so much sex. I must ask mum or dad later if they had increased recently, or if they had always been so active.

Mum was rising further and pressing down deeper and going a little slower. Dad's fingers were clutching at the sheet as mum rode him and I noticed that he was rising slightly as mum did, as if to try and make sure his stayed in her. I could see mum's crinkle, shining in the morning light, dad's balls glistening as her juices had flowed and covered them.

Would I look like that, I wondered, if I were to shag dad that way? Dad and I hadn't done it that way, so I wasn't sure how it would feel, but Jase and dad were similar in size, and I had shagged Jase that way, so I think I could imagine the sensations going through mum as she pushed dad's cock deep inside her. Mum began to lean further back, her buttocks now obscuring dad's cock from my view and she began to move a little quicker.

Dad reached up with his right hand and I think he was pressing her clitoris, whatever it was seemed to help, and mum went harder, really forcing herself on dad. "Yes baby, yes," I heard dad say as mum really upped her pace.

"Oh Fuck," mum cried out softly and they both raised and sank together, the end it seemed. "Shit" mum said, "wow, did you?"

"Hell yes," dad replied. I quietly went back to my room, silently closing the door and laying on my bed I explored my fanny, gently running a finger from my clitoris, down the slick folds of my valley, my inner lips parting as I bade my way to my entrance. Slowly I pushed two fingers into myself, in my head they were my dad's fingers, pumping in and out of me. My palm pressing at my clitoris, my mind's eye full of images of mum and dad fucking.

"Oh" I couldn't help but let out sighs and moans of pleasure, vaguely aware that my parents were now up and about, I didn't care, I wanted a release. Harder and faster I pushed my fingers, harder I pressed my clitoris, my breath seemed to hold and with a loud 'Aaah' I boiled over and my orgasm rolled through.

That had been a good one. I wondered if it was because I had just watched my parents shagging, or was my inner sexuality growing? My pleasures did seem to be intensifying as I had more and more sex. I pulled a robe on and went to the bathroom, I could hear my parent's downstairs, so I shut the door and turned the shower onto needle and very hot. The tickle of the shower against my fanny was intense and almost gave me another orgasm, but I moved the head away before it did. Thoroughly cleansed I got out and went on got dressed, a dress today for a change, the usual fun and games doing it up at the back, a pair of boy shorts and I was done.

"Morning love," mum said as I went into the kitchen.

"Morning mum, how are you today?" I sat at the table and took a piece of toast that mum had made. A smear of marmite and I grabbed a glass of OJ to go with.

"Fine love thank you, and it sounded as if you got the day off to a good start too." 

So, mum heard me, I wondered if dad did too.

"Er yes mum, that reminds me, can I ask you something really personal?"

"You can ask, I can't promise I will answer."

"Sex. You and dad. Are you doing it as often now as you used to, more often or what? I was just wondering, you know, how long the joy of sex lasts. Do you tire 

of it basically?"

"Oh. Right. Well, we did slow down a bit, never stopped, just slowed down, and recently we seem to have gone back to the same frequency as when we first got together."

"Oh, right, and, if I may ask, who leads, who is the one that initiates it? Is it dad or is it you?"

"Six of one sweetie, six of one."

Well, there we are then, they have recently gotten back into it. I wonder if that coincided with my awakening sexuality, I wonder if it might be linked to pheromones, or perhaps just coincidence.

"Are you in or out today love? I think dad is doing a half day and I was going across to see Gran later."

"College this morning mum, and then I am not sure. I think Jase has to go in early to do some prep for a big booking they have tonight, so not sure if I will see one of the girls or just come home. I will see what's what when I have finished college."

College was a bit of a bore, and I was amused how Alex virtually ignored me. I had just been a notch; little did he know that he had been one for me too. Silly sod. The twins, Tom and Tim, were struggling with the content I noticed, perhaps I could help them out, I made some overtures, but not today it seemed, they had somewhere to go. I headed home. The bus was especially bumpy today, I had no idea why some buses were bumpy, and some weren't, and to be honest, I wasn't interested enough to find out.

No one in when I got home, I had a quick wash, got myself some water and sat in the lounge looking through the source material for tomorrow's college. I wasn't really aware that dad had come home, I guess I had been concentrating more than I thought. "Hello love," he said, jolting me into awareness.

"Oh crumbs dad, I didn't hear you come home, you made me jump."

"Good job I wasn't a burglar or rapist then!" Dad laughed and sat down next to me.

"Probably have been more interesting than this bloody college stuff dad."

"Don't say that, things could turn out quite nasty, just try and be more aware of your surroundings love."

"Okay dad, I had locked the door though, hadn't I? You did have to use your key to get in?"

"Yes love, true. Okay then, but anyway, do try and be more aware of things, your mum and I do worry you know."

"I know dad. Can I ask you something really really personal?"

"Oh? Is this in anyway linked to the moans we heard this morning?"

"Oh that? No not really, I was just wondering about you and mum and how often you have sex."

"Oh, I see, that personal. Why?"

"Well, I don't know why, but I thought that people sort of slowed down as they got a bit older, and you guys seem to be, well, er, frequent?"

"Odd question baby. We have sort of picked the pace up a bit I suppose. Is that an issue to you? Are we embarrassing you?"

"No dad, not at all."

"Are you worried that I won't be able to make time for you?"

"Dad, no, I have a boyfriend, and if I really wanted to, there are plenty of potential boyfriends in waiting."

"So, you don't need your dad then, your ‘getting old’ dad." He laughed, I smiled.

"Dad, need, no, want yes. Old is just a number."

"So you wouldn't object if I suggested that you went up and got undressed whilst I had a little wash and then came and joined you?"

"Of course not dad. But what about mum, I really don't want mum to catch us."

Dad showed me his phone, it had Find My app up and was tracking mum's phone. She was at Gran's. Crumbs, he stalked mum.

"Hell mum will go ape if she knows that you do that."

"No she won't love, it was her idea. After John she wants to prove to me that I can trust her. I let her track mine too."

"Wow. Okay. I'll go on up then."

I blew dad a kiss and went up. Arms behind I undid my dress and stepped out of it and put it back on its hanger. Bra off and then panties and walked across into dad's room. I felt a little bit naughty as I lay on mum and dad's bed, naked, waiting for my dad to come in and take advantage of what I was offering.

Dad walked in, naked, his cock hard and pointy. "Well my girl, do you see anything you fancy?"

"Oddly enough dad, yes, I would like you to lie down and let me go on top." I wanted him to mentally compare me and mum, and as that was the way he had done it with mum earlier, it should still be fresh in his mind. I idly ran my finger along my crease, easing between my lips into my valley watching his eyes as they followed my finger.

"Oh, do you now? Right then, let me give that some consideration, perhaps I had other ideas." I didn't really care if he had other ideas, today I was in charge.

"Oh, okay dad, that's okay, I still have some college studying to do." I began to get up, knowing that dad would not let me get away with that tease.

Dad came across to the bed and lay down beside me, as I knew, I had won. Really, the woman did have the upper hand. I sat up and rolled to my knees and knelt between his legs, bent down and licked his balls. His cock twitched in an approving way. There was only a slightly salty taste to his balls, and no aroma. I sucked his balls into my mouth and pressed at them with my tongue before slowly releasing them and letting them fall to rest once the bed. I licked up his cock and as I reached the top I used my hand to pull his skin down to reveal the inner part of his cock.

"Oh yes baby," dad said as I licked around the top and pushed my tongue into the small hole at his tip, tasting the small bead of liquid there. I began to swallow his cock, taking it all the way in, my chin reaching his balls as I swallowed, my tongue rasping him as I withdrew it, and then sucking him in again, shagging his cock with my mouth. I wanted more. I let his cock go and moved up to straddle him and hover above his ready cock.

I slowly lowered myself onto him, penetrating myself with his cock, my opening and hole wet and ready, I slid down until he had filled me, feeling the pressure deep inside. 

"Oh Shit," dad said. I rocked back and forth, his cock sliding inside me. I loved the way that when I rocked back it stretched the skin behind my fanny and my pucker crinkled, a very strange and erotic feeling. I was lost in my own world, rocking back and forth oblivious until dad reached up, held my shoulders, pushed and flipped us over without his cock coming out.

He started shagging me hard, his body slamming into mine, pressing hard into my valley and deep inside me. The pressure was intense deep within me, and the flattening of my lips forced him to bottom out on my valley and press hard into my clitoris. It felt animalistic and I loved it, more rutting like animals than love making like humans.

The electrics began, shooting from between my legs to my flattened breasts and up into my mouth. The slap seemed to echo around the bedroom, my parents bedroom where my dad was shagging the heck out of me, my grunts interspersing the slaps as he pressed hard into my body. How can men go so deep without causing damage? And before I could grasp it my orgasm hit and my back pushed up off the bed, clamping hard on dad's cock.

Dad grunted and his eyes seemed to pop and then he relaxed and fell back on me as I collapsed back on the bed, spent and full of his juices. Dad looked across at his phone, "She's on her way back love, you better skedaddle."

"I'm going to have to shower dad."

I rushed to the bathroom, my right hand between my legs to catch any drips, a trail of dad's juices would not have been good. I would have preferred some time to come down, but no. I knew that this was better than getting caught by mum, but still all the same. I took the head off the shower hose and got in, slowly aiming the hose at my sex I managed to aim at my clitoris, shots of electric all over my body and my knees gave way, I almost fell. Oh my, it seems I was still charged as orgasms shot through me, one after another after another. 

I had never experienced this before. When they finally subsided, I pushed the hose inside and began to flush out dad's juices. Satisfied I was clear, I put the head back on, turned the pressure back up and rinsed myself clear of any perspiration.

Back in my bedroom wrapped in a towel I heard mum come in and shout hello. 

"Hi Mum," I shouted back, "I'll be down in a minute." I put the panties on that I had been wearing earlier and the dress too and went down.

"How was Gran mum?" I asked.

"She was fine." Dad smiled and winked at me from behind mum. "I told her about John, she said she knew. That made me quite cross actually as she could easily have done something about it years ago."

"It's all sorted now love," Dad said.

"Anyway," mum said ignoring dad, "she won't have anything to do with John and is arranging to see a solicitor to draw up a new will."

"She'll be with us a few years yet though mum, won't she?"

"Yes love, she did say she would like to see you."

"Yes mum, I may pop round after college, or if not, next time we are both free I can come with you and I can sit and chat with her."

"She'll like that," mum replied whilst dad sat behind her pulling faces. I wondered if he would want sex with mum later? I expected that he would. I went back up to my room and left mum and dad to it in the kitchen. I wondered what delights we would have for tea. Probably yet another take away.

Jase texted me saying it was crazy busy, a football team had booked the place out and they were all ordering virtually everything steak related. I mentally shrugged, I cared nothing about football, and I sent him back a red heart and some kisses.

Bren sent me a text, the now usual (!) and I sent her a heart and a kiss, she face timed me.

"Can you talk?"

I moved the phone to show her my room and the closed bedroom door. "Yes hun," I answered.

"Good," She answered and the picture on my screen moved down to show that she was naked and laying on her bed. Her legs were apart in i could see the end of a carrot between her legs. "I can't stop carroting myself."

"Oh honey. I think that you need a cock in you." I wondered if i should lend her Jase, or if he would even agree.

She moved her hand down and took hold of the end of the carrot and started moving it in and out. "Oh baby," she said, "I wish you were doing this to me." To be honest, so did I. I could almost taste her fanny, her sweet sticky juices coating my tongue. I propped the phone next to me and my right hand found its way to my groin. Bren could see what I was doing.

"Yes Nat, yes, show me."

I slipped my hand into the waist of my panties and pushed them down my leg, kicking them off with my foot. Pulling my dress up, my fanny was open and exposed, still a little loose from dad and his attention earlier. I used two fingers and slid them up and down my valley and then pushed them into me. Yes, still a little slack, my fingers slid in easily.

"Oh Bren," I whispered, "these are your fingers slipping in, feeling inside, filling me."

Bren was using her right hand to shag herself with the carrot and her left was diddling her clitoris, her breathing was gasping, her breaths held as her climax approached. I worked myself, trying to get some feeling inside. I could feel the small scratchy part with my finger, but could not really feel it with my fanny. 

I wondered if something was wrong with me, should I get an examination by my doctor? I decided to make an appointment with the nurse and ask. It wasn't something I wanted to ask my mum. 'hey mum, do you feel anything in your fanny when you finger yourself?' No. Not going to happen.

Bren finished in a noisy way and lay back, her hands by her side, her chest heaving as she gulped in air. "Oh shit, mum's home, catch you later" she said and the call ended. Oh well. I eased my fingers out and reached for my panties, sliding them back up. I had already cum enough times today, a missed one wouldn't hurt.

I stood up to brush my hair and dad eased the bedroom door open and stepped in.

"Shush baby," he whispered, "a bit of a rush at the end there." He put a hand up my dress and pushed into my panties and slipped fingers inside me and wiggled. Oh shit, I thought i was going to explode again. They left me as quickly as they had gone in, and he wiped them across my mouth, I sucked them in, tasting me. I think dad though that there was still some of him inside.

"Dad. Mum's just downstairs."

"I know, I will see to her later." And he left as quietly as he had arrived. My fanny felt empty. Looks like mum wasn't going to get a quiet night after all. What has gotten into my dad? For that matter, what has gotten into me?

Dad had gone to work, I had a lunch time college session, that kind of ruined the 

day for me as it meant I didn't get a morning or an afternoon. Luckily they were few and far between. I was toying with having a lazy bath when mum tapped and popped her head in.

"I was thinking about what you said about Jase's mum."

"Oh? What about Jase's mum?"

"She kind of has a point about, you know shaving."

"Maybe, but her son? Mum, really."

"Yes, but she doesn't have a daughter. And perhaps she doesn't want to ask her husband for the same reason I wouldn't."

"Oh mum? What reason is that?"

"Because he would not concentrate on the shaving he would just want to, you know, just waiting for an opportunity to have sex. And shaving isn't about having sex."

"No, you could be right."

"And perhaps she thinks that all her son will want to do is shave her because he would not want to have sex with his mum."

"Perhaps."

"So. I was thinking. Would you help me, and perhaps I could help you, because we are two females and we would not want sex, just clean and smooth vulva."

"Oh." She obviously has no idea what Ash or Bren and I get up to. This is a good thing. But on the other hand, a bad thing, as she seems to have no idea what girls can do. "Okay."

"You don't sound enthusiastic. It's okay, I'll do it myself, it's fine."

"No mum, sorry, I was just thinking about what you said about Jase's mum, you might be right, it might be that she just has no one else to trust. No, yes, let's."

"Okay. Good. Now?"

"Yes mum, let's do it. I'll do you first, then you can do me." I followed mum into the bathroom. She filled the sink with warm water and soaked her flannel in it. Whilst it was soaking she took her robe off and hung it on the peg on the back of the door. She took the flannel, rung it almost dry, and pressed it to her groin.

"Gosh that's hot," she said and then she sat on the edge of the bath. 

I took the shaving gel and the razor and knelt before her. Mum moved the flannel and dropped it back into the sink and opened her legs. There she was in all her glory. I sprayed some gel into my hand and started spreading it, ensuring I covered her from thigh to thigh. I tried to imagine what Jase must have thought as he encountered it on his mum for the first time.

I started above her crease and worked in down, and then up trying to ensure I caught her hairs no matter which way they wanted to grow. I worked down each side of her fanny until virtually all the foam had gone.

"Don't forget to do the edges Love, then I can turn around and you can do my underneath." This was the bit that had worried Jase so much. I would have to open her sex so that I could shave her lips properly. My fingers inside mum's crease felt odd at first, and then, it was just a fanny and I concentrated on smooth shaving. "Done?" she asked.

"Yes mum." I replied. Mum stood up and turned around, she then bent over the bath and widened her stance. I could see Jase's problem. Mum's sex was there in all its glory, right in front of me, and in this position her sex was open and her opening gaped. I could see into the blackness of her inner sex.

I sprayed a little more gel into my hand and spread it as carefully as I could. I was trying not to actually touch her opening, but as I ran the razor past, I had to hold her open to shave down near her bottom and as she wiggled a little, I could see how Jase had slipped inside his mum. I took the flannel from the sink and wiped her clean. I ran my fingers over her sex, there were no hairs I could detect. "All done mum."

"See, that wasn't so hard was it?" Mum asked as she she stood up. 'No mum but you don't have a teenagers cock that wants to be hard at the slightest thing.' I thought, but didn’t say. "Your turn now love."

As I sat on the bath it felt really strange, almost surreal as mum spread the gel across my fanny. Like mum, most of mine was hidden inside, so little of my sensitive areas were touched by mum. "Mum, can I ask you a question?"

"Yes love."

"Do you have feelings inside, is the inside, you know, sensitive?"

"What, inside your vagina do you mean, yes, why?" She was just finishing off my lips, her fingers inside my valley, keeping it apart. "Right turn around."

I got up and knelt over the bath, now my mum would see everything, I tried to image what my black hole must be looking like, I had the video I had taken in mind as I opened my hips. Mum spread gel around and then started.

"No mum, I have a huge amount of sensitivity in my valley and around the edge, but inside, just nothing."

"So you can feel when I do this?" Mum asked and then her fingers slid along my valley bottom.

"yes," I managed, almost croaking, that was very sensitive and her touch had been so light.

"And here?" and I felt her finger slide around the edge of my opening and I almost lost it and orgasmed right then.

"Do you mind if I try inside?"

"No mum" I managed, my composure almost gone. I felt mum's finger slide across my opening but then nothing.

"But not now?"

"No, nothing."

"I am wiggling, nothing?"

"No,"

"But if I go back to here?" And mum returned to my outside and her finger slid along my valley bottom and pressed against my clitoris.

I lost it and a wave of orgasm shot through me and I slumped against the bath, my knees jelly. "Yes" I croaked. "Sorry."

Mum took the flannel from the sink, wrung it dry and cleaned the gel from me. "There, you are done." She did not comment on having just gotten her daughter off.

"Okay, I don't think it is anything to worry about Natalie, we are all made differently, I am a little bit sensitive everywhere, you are very much more sensitive on the outside, as if all the sensitive nerves are located there and none on the inside. When you give birth you will be very grateful for that."

"I will be very careful where I touch you next time sweetheart." She rubbed herself, "that is so much smoother, thank you. If it is okay with you, can we do this again? It is so much better than what I do."

"Yes mum. Do you want the shower first or can I?"

"You can go first love. I will leave you to your privacy."

Fuck. I mean fuckity fuck. My mum had just got me off. I mean what the hell? No wonder I orgasm so easily if all my sex nerves are located on the outside. Fuck.