Trimming our garden

Trimming our garden

Dad was in the kitchen when I got home. I had caught the bus back from Molly's, even though it was only a few stops, it was still quite a walk.

"Hello sweetheart, how was college?"

"Hi dad, it was okay, I stayed and had a latte with Molly in the cafe before I came home. Mum about?"

"No, she is over at Auntie Pegs, she just said that she would be home in time for tea, and that was it, so I don't expect her anytime soon."

"Okay fine." I grabbed a glass of water and sat at the kitchen table. Dad was just doing something, I had no clue what, with some paperwork, so I just sat and sipped at my water.

Dad closed his paperwork and looked at me. "Did you like doing it with your mum? You know, the other day."

"I liked it when your cock entered me."

"That wasn't what I asked you sweetheart."

"I know dad. Yes and no."

"You are being evasive sweetheart."

"No dad, really I am not. I would love it if you did that to me before we shagged, but it felt wrong, being with mum. Yes, it was pleasurable, but no I wouldn't want to do it again, not with mum."

"I had asked your mum before if she had been with another woman, and she said no, and I said, 'not even when you were a teenager,' and she said no, it had never appealed. I just wondered how that came about the other day."

"I don't know really. When I was giving her fanny a tidy, she said that she had seen you making love to me and wished that she could have seen it close up. I may have accidentally touched her a couple of times and she, you know, came."

"Wow. Do you girls often touch each other up?"

"We were only tidying and trimming our lady garden dad, it doesn't keep itself tidy you know, and no I don't usually touch mum up, but anyway, we ended up in bed and I used my tongue on mum and she, you know, orgasmed. But she didn't touch me, that is when I had the idea to get her to touch me so that you could come in, shag me and mum could see it up close, and no I don't plan on doing it again, okay?"

"Okay, fair enough, it just seemed odd is all."

"I know, it was odd for me too, I much prefer a man to a woman."

"Is that what you would like me to do, you know, go down on you more often?"

"Oh yes dad, I love it when you do it, and I love sucking you too."

"Okay then."

"Okay then."

And that was that, neither of us seemed to be in the mood to take things further so we just sat there talking about utter nothingness and then mum sent a text, 'Indian, Chinese, KFC'. "What do you fancy dad? I don't really want KFC. If you really do then okay, but it is not my first choice."

"Chinese it is then" and he sent a text to mum telling her of our choice. 

I pottered about getting bowls ready and chopsticks and forks, I am rubbish with chopsticks, and we just sat waiting for mum to arrive with the takeaway.

After tea I said I was going up to do some studying and have an early night, and I left mum and dad talking in the lounge, I left all the doors open behind me and went up. I stripped, had a wash and went and lay on my bed and went through my notes from the morning lecture. After about two hours I had had enough and put my notes down. I could hear mum and dad talking downstairs, I went quietly to my door and listened.

Dad was asking mum if she preferred me going down on her or him, and she was saying she much preferred dad, and wouldn't miss not doing it with me ever again. I am pretty sure that was for dad's benefit, I may just put that to the test soon. Pretty soon they were kissing, and clothes were being removed, and I did not need to see my mum and dad shagging, so I crept back to my bed and pulled my covers over. Let them shag in peace.

Breakfast was toast and marmite. Mum and dad had shagged again this morning, I was almost sure they left their door open and were as noisy as possible, as if they were testing me. Seeing or hearing them shag did not make me feel sexy or want to join in. I never rubbed myself to the sounds of them, it just didn't do it for me. I could lay on my bed and imagine Jase, or dad, being with me and touching me, and I would rub myself to that, but just hearing them? No.

"I am going to Grans this morning if you want to come. Only then I will be going into the office, so you'd have to come home on the bus." Mum said as she rinsed dishes.

"Oh no mum, yes I would like to see Gran, but I need to do some studying and then I have college this afternoon, so, just send her my love please and I will see her another time."

"Okay sweetheart. Of course I will." I left mum to it and went up to my room. I lay on my bed and went through some of my college notes whilst mum pottered around downstairs. I had planned to have a nice long hot shower, tidy up my garden and generally have a me morning, and I didn't want to start any of that whilst mum was clattering around downstairs.

After mum had left and the house was quiet, I took my robe off and looked at myself in the mirror. I have to be honest; I quite like what I saw. I didn't have any lumpy bits where there shouldn't be any, my boobs were nicely held on my chest, and dare I say it, a bit perky, my tummy was flat, my mound was nicely shaped, my crease neat and vertical, and my thighs had a gap, small, but a gap. Everything was as it should be. I wandered across to the bathroom and ran the hot tap and warmed my flannel. I rubbed the hot flannel over my mound and around my sex and then rubbed shaving gel onto my skin.

I put a new blade into my razor, ran it under the hot tap and started my shave. I didn't rush, in fact I actually enjoyed the feel of a new blade as it went across my skin, and after I had finished, I rinsed the blade and wiped the sink and turned on the shower.

I washed my hair first, letting the suds just flow down my body, using my fingers to ease the shampoo through my hair before thoroughly rinsing, looking down, watching the water cascade down over my boobs, pouring from my nipples, watching until it ran clear. I was amused that some of the shaving gel had stayed around my groin, but that would soon be gone. I poured shower gel onto my scrunchy and rubbed myself from shoulders to feet, in-between the cheeks of my bottom, my thighs, under my arms, and then slowly and gently my groin. I stood and slowly rotated under the shower making sure that every part of me was rinsed and then I turned the shower off and got out.

I took a clean towel from the hamper and patted myself dry, I loved the feel of a clean towel, I had no idea how mum kept them soft, but they always came back from her laundry softer than when they were new. I rolled some anti-perspirant under my arms and onto my lower back, sprayed a little EDP at my neck and went into my room.

I sat on the towel and looked into the mirror. A fresh and unruly hair me looked back at me. I took a brush and my hair dryer and began to brush and dry my hair. When I was satisfied it was dry and doing as I wanted it to, I grabbed a scrunchy and pulled my hair back into a pony. Yes. Clean. Dry. Presentable. Yes. Just what I wanted. I think it had been about an hour since mum had gone and there wasn't a sound in the house, I was nicely alone.

I lay on the bed, my legs apart and ran my hands down from my shoulders, over my boobs, down my tummy and onto my thighs. I felt good. I gently teased my left nipple and felt it tense and then harden, and as it hardened, I twisted and pulled it a little and a lovely little ripple headed away from my boob. I ran both hands in the little crease at the top of my legs, between my thighs and my sex; so sensitive, such a lovely feeling, another ripple started, this time heading back towards my boobs.

I eased my lips apart with the forefinger of my right hand and moved along my valley floor, my lips wet with anticipation sliding along the sides of my finger, caressing it almost. A gentle touch of my clitoris, so softly, almost not, but still touching. Another ripple started. It had been so long since I had taken the time for some just me time, and I was deeply into this, my mind lost in a whirlpool of images and sensations from my memories, Jase, Bren, Dad, Ash, Molly, all just touching, kissing, sucking.

I slipped my finger down to my entrance and slipped it inside me, curling it, pressing up at my little internal wrinkle. Oh, the ripples began to become a flood. With my other hand I played with my right nipple, squeezing it, pulling it, twisting it, and my fanny began to sing to me, little pulses as my pleasure grew. I eased a second finger inside and both fingers began a gentle in and out motion, my palm pressing my lips open as I went fully in, releasing them to the cool of my bedroom as I pulled my fingers out, cool air invading my fanny until the opening slowly closed.

I left my nipple and gently traced my finger over my tummy and down to my groin, my other hand pulling my lips apart, my finger found my clitoris and rubbed, gently at first, but then harder and faster until, until the explosion happened and I almost left the bed, my back spasming as my orgasm rolled through me leaving me wracked and exhausted, the pleasure just indescribable. I just lay there and dozed, naked, legs apart, fanny wet and glistening and my heart thumping. That had been a good one.

I was still dozing, dreaming of my and Jase naked in the rain when dad's voice broke in and reality came crashing back.

"Hello sweetheart, I have an idea, join me in our room if you like, you can come as you are."

"Mm, yes, okay dad." I got up and shook my head to get the fuzziness out, that had been a really good morning, cobwebs well and truly blown. I went into mum and dad's room and dad gestured to their bed.

"Lay on the bed sweetheart, on your tummy." Oh, okay, this was new, I hoped he didn't want to shag my bum.

I lay on the bed, my head to the side. I could see dad in the mirror, he was on the other side of the room, and he was undressing, well, that was a good start. When he pulled his underpants down his cock sprang free, jutting out, looking hard and ready. He used his hand and stroked it a little before turning to mum's dressing table.

"Just relax baby, mum is not coming back for hours and we can just be alone and enjoy each other." I saw him turn to the bed, he had a bottle in his hand and he squirted what ever was in it onto the palm of his left hand.

Kneeling on the bed I felt him rub his hand on my back, the cream or lotion was initially cool, but it soon warmed as he worked his palms across my shoulders. Dad shifted and knelt between my legs, his hands massaging my shoulders and then my sides, the lotion being applied in a thin layer making my skin feel soft. 

Dad rubbed his hands around my side boobs and went down my waist to my buttocks. He applied a squirt more lotion to the small of my back and began rubbing it into the cheeks of my bottom, easing them apart, lotioning along the valley of my bottom, across the crinkle of my taint, and down to the back of my fanny. His fingers never lingered, never pressed in to hidden places, he just massaged, my skin moving under his pressure, softening with the lotion, it felt sublime.

As dad worked my upper shoulders again I felt his cock slide between my buttocks, but it was just happenstance, he didn't try to push in me, it was just a result of him leaning forward and working my shoulders, and then it pulled away as his hands worked down my spine to once again move my buttocks, rotating them, and causing the sides of my sex to slightly rub against each other. Dad's fingers went deep underneath me, close, so close to my sex, pulling my buttocks apart, pressing his fingers into my upper thighs as he eased all the muscles on the back of my body.

"Turn over sweetheart," dad said and he moved to one side. I rolled and lay on my back. my eyes focussed on dad's face. He moved back and knelt between my legs and squirted more lotion into his palm. He rubbed his hands together and then leant forward, applying the motion to my décolletage, rubbing, easing my skin, and moving down, his hands over my breasts, pressing, rubbing, and then down to my stomach, a little less pressure here, but still every inch of my skin was massaged.

Dad squirted more cream onto his palms and then started on my thighs, moving down the bed a little so that he could work my muscles hidden beneath my skin. His hands brushed my sex as he rubbed my inner thighs, I felt his fingers go underneath, lifting my buttocks slightly as he worked. He moved down my legs, rubbing the lotion into my knees and then my calves before finally holding and working each foot.

My whole body felt on fire, he had touched me everywhere but not sexually, I was laying there wanting. He leant forward and kissed my sex and I couldn't help but release a moan of pleasure, finally. His tongue eased my lips apart and darted around my clitoris, dabbing, licking. I felt a finger at my opening, gently easing inside me, moving, pressing.

"Oh dad, yes," I gasped as he gently chewed my clitoris between his teeth and letting go, he moved up and suckled at my nipples, first my left, and then my right before kissing my lips, his tongue darting in and I felt his cock nudge at my opening. He moved a little and he entered me, my wet fanny ready for him, consuming me, stretching me as he slowly filled me. He started a gentle movement, but I was so near the edge that even his slight movement took me over and I exploded, my orgasm rolling though my body, I vaguely heard someone screaming loudly as my fanny clamped and spasmed and the electricity coursed through my body from my toes to my ears.

I was rigid, my back clear of the bed, my toes digging into the mattress, the pleasure washing through me was almost painful as slowly my body relaxed and I slumped back on the bed, dad's cock still buried deep inside me.

Dad slipped back, his cock, still hard, left me, a feeling of emptiness and a void between my legs, he rolled onto his back. I moved down and knelt beside him, opening my mouth I took him into me, tasting our mixed juices, scenting his masculine aroma, his desire as I slowly stroked him with my mouth.

I held his balls in my hand, gently rolling them in his sac, feeling the hard 

wrinkled skin that protected them, a finger pointing back, pressing at his crinkle and I began a more earnest movement. I sucked harder, I moved faster, my tongue dabbed at the head of his cock in my mouth. I stopped strokking with my mouth and moved to my hand, gripping him tightly, squeezing his cock I moved swiftly, pulling his skin right back, exposing the top of his cock, licking it, sucking it and then releasing, the skin once more covering him.

"Oh Jesus Nat," dad gasped, and I sucked his cock deep into my mouth, a spurt, then another, and a third. I felt them shoot down my throat and not wanting to miss a drop, I sucked hard, tasting every last drop of dad. His cock began to soften slightly, and I let it fall from my mouth. I lay down, my head on dad's chest, his balls still in my hand and I sighed a happy sound. Dad put his arm around me, my eyes closed and I fell asleep in my dad's arms, sated, pleasured, contented. I missed college.

 

Wow is the word

Wow is the word

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"That must be difficult on a relationship."

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

"Aha, when the parents are out?"

"Yes Auntie."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"God no, far from it."

"Oh?"

"Morning and night."

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

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

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

"Yes."

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

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

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

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

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

I looked down as I answered, "yes."

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

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

"Yes."

"Has he, you know, touched you?"

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

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

I nodded.

"Did he force you?"

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

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

"Yes."

"Do you know what?"

"Yes."

"Tell me."

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

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

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

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

"Mum thinks it is pheromones."

"Really? I mean really?"

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

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

"Yes."

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

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

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

"Not even Jo?"

"No, not even Jo."

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

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

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

"But your dad should have stopped it."

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

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

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

"You really did start this then?"

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

"I see. Okay. Then what?"

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

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

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

I paused.

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

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

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

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

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

"Fuck me, Natalie."

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

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

"Oh?"

"Yes. Intimate something."

"Oh. But Auntie Jo."

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

"Yes."

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

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

"Is that what you want to do?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Auntie gasped "Fuck." 

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

"Fuck Natalie stick your fingers in."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Jesus fucking Christ Natalie, Jesus."

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

"Natalie?"

"Yes Auntie."

"Where did that come from?"

"How do you mean Auntie?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

"A lot?"

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

"Women and men?"

"Yes."

"All your neighbours?"

"Each side and opposite, yes."

"Women and men?"

"Yes."

"Your boyfriends dad."

"Yes."

"Your boyfriend knows?"

"Yes?"

"And his mum?"

"Yes, she knows."

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

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

"All this in the last month?"

"Pretty much yes."

"You know incest is wrong?"

"Yes."

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

"Yes."

"And your boyfriend just accepts this?"

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

"And is he fucking his mum?"

"Yes."

"Fuck."

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

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

"Hello" I said to Jase.

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

"Oh, how?"

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

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

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

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

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

"And what happened?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"You failed on that didn't you?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Did you cum?"

"No."

"Did she notice?"

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

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

"God no."

"What about your neighbours?"

"I don't really see them."

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

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

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

"You said you didn't come."

"No, I didn't."

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

"That would be nice."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"God," Jase gasped. "Wow."

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

"Wow."